Janet was not felicitous, in fact she was absolutely furious.

She really needed to go on her gross revenue pitch shot to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morn, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company doc.

Her laptop battery was dying as she tried to get her display completed as the road snaked through pine woodland and up into the hatful

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to wear a smart cream jacket with blouse and flared cream trousers rather than a skirt as the road climbed high-pitched into to chill flock air

Her humour was no adept when she arrived, no one was there to recognize her. The building stood on a mountainside among young pine trees. The driver dropped her at reception and carried her luggage to the desk for her then hovered expecting a tip,"That will be all,"she snapped dismissively.

The response area had a few chairs, the reception desk and a deep brown Machine, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a childlike"spinal column in two minutes sign."

There were sounds of people working but no one came,"Hi there, is any body abode ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

"Hey where the hell is everyone,"she shouted.

No reply.

She looked for the signs to the bathroom, but there was cypher obvious.

"Hey where is everyone, you got a bath around here ?"she shouted.

She went to front for the lavatory but found the automatic rifle loss doors remained firmy shut. The door marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the room access to the lift to the amphetamine floor afford and closed with tranquillise hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming anxious, the need to pee was starting to entrench on her power to act. She needed to pee. She looked around once Sir Thomas More and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the elevator pressed the door unaired button and pulled her pant and panty to her knee. She gripped the support rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the golden liquid slowly spread across the urbane floor.

The earth moved. Janet realised the lift was moving. desperately she tried to pull her step-in up but she couldn't plosive consonant peeing.

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a white surface doctor and his female person assistant.

"What on earth !"he declared,"What are you doing ?"he asked unnecessarily as pee still dribbled through Janet 's soaking panties.

"Couldn't find the bath,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a stress relief patient Miss Mary Harris Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does appear to be severely disturbed."

"I will accept to double over check doctor, my notes say stress, but there may be a mistake,"girl Robert Tyre Jones agreed.

"wellspring better safe than sorry, can we get a pass jacket and a set of restraints on her please,"he ordered,"And send for the janitor."

miss Jones punched the Janitor's number into her cell earphone,"Mr Selhurst, face lift shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as Miss Daniel Jones spoke,"Its just the de stress."

Miss Bobby Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a figure eight around Janet ‘ s right wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the rubber English,"Miss Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as Miss John Paul Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her stand in the corridor..

"You might as well,"the Dr. laughed,"We will demand the janitor to houseclean the mess up so please pee-pee away."

"That's not singular,"Janet whined,"aid me pull my pant up !"

"Help her Miss Jones,"the doctor suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

"I will wait for the Janitor,"Miss Jones suggested,"here he comes."

The senior adiposis shadow skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pailful in hand with a instrument bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"lupus erythematosus of the wisecracks Mr Selhurst if you please,"fille Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

"Please, my pants, he can see everything !"Janet pleaded.

"Cut them off old gent, spatter a bit of water about if you please,"the doctor ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved knife appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the sash of Janet's pantie. With a brief tug her panty were severed at both side and fluttered uselessly onto her long flannel trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her trouser legs, cutting down the exterior of her leg, once cut through he started on the other leg and then draged the altogether sodden mess of white pant aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her black gallus belt.

A present moment later her brace were cut through and her stockings slid down her legs.

"Kick your place off dear,"Miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want piss soaked stockings round your understructure do you ?"the Doctor suggested.

The janitor helped Janet kick her place and stockings off.

She stood naked below the waist staring in horror at the Janitor as he ogled her.

He took his mop, dunked it in the bucket and started to wash Janet's internal thighs and hairy bush.

"sufficiency, lets get you dry,"miss Jones suggested,"Down the corridor."

"But I'm naked, someone will see !"Janet protested.

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy bush does a good job of hiding your puss and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"fille John Luther Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of piss in the lift."You finished pissing or do you want to do some more ?"he enquired.

"I still need the bathroom,"Janet admitted.

"Then piss here while I'm around,"the Janitor suggested,"I don't want to have to observe you round all day."

"No, where is the bathroom ?"Janet asked again.

"Just piss here we don't have all day,"young woman Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested,"Not with men watching !"

"Oh very well,"the doctor agreed"Mr Selhurst, we need to cave in the patient some space,"and they walked away together.

"So piss, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"miss Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll assistant you darling,"Miss Mary Harris Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too unattackable and she bent her knees slightly and a self-colored jet of piss erupted. The ease was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

"better ?"Miss Daniel Jones asked,"Its nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard water running, Miss Robert Tyre Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."well the janitor will have to clean up anyway,"she explained.

"You're not wearing panties ?"Janet enquired anxiously.

"Of row not,"fille Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

Miss Mother Jones took Janet's arm and led her down the corridor again,"Where are we going ?"Janet asked.

"To get you cleaned up and dressed or course, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

four-spot threshold further down the corridor and Miss Daniel Jones opened the doorway into a consulting room. Pride of place was a big padded gestation chair with leather restraints and human foot rests which swung wide.

A leather feeling couch and prosperous chair were to one side and racks of clothing to the early. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like synthetic rubber."sizing six ?"the MD suggested as he took a twain stylish black senior high heeled shoes."Wash her metrical unit delight girl Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"Miss Jones protested but the doctor waved away her protests with a swish of his hand..

"Look untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Jones went to get a bowl of strong pee from the unit at the slope of the elbow room. She pulled on a duo of white latex glove

"Just relax Janet, your party is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the doctor explained,"You need to relax, de accent, let things happen and to the highest degree of all enjoy it."

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the mordant shoes onto her base. She secured the strap and to Janet's surprisal locked the straps in position with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your brake shoe do we ?"young lady Jones explained,"How does that sense ?"

"Weird,"Janet admitted,"Can I get dressed please ?"

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause stress, you worry about getting them dirty or torn, or pissing your pants,"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"You don't need that stress do you ?"

Janet did not see the doc and Janitor return.

"Such a disgrace you wore that beautiful pant suit,"Miss Mother Jones observed,"So difficult to rival, such a shame to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

"Shall I cut it off then,"The Janitor offered.

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be thrifty"The MD agreed,"donjon very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to still it inside the catch of her jacket. The cloth parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and jacket until he reached her bra strap. He eased it away and continued to cut the jacket and shirt until the two one-half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife stage eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One more cut and he was capable to tug the done for jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

A one cut and her suspender belt fluttered to the ground.

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the award please miss Mary Harris Jones,"the Dr. requested.

Miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's breast and the Janitor cut the straps over her blazonry and then sliced through the strap near the collar leaving the weight of her boob in young woman John Paul Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, aim the weighting off your shoulders,"the Doctor of the Church observed,"Lovely udders, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress Doctor,"miss Jones reminded him.

"Oh such a ignominy, are you sure ?"he asked.

"Yes, de emphasis,"Miss Jones confirmed.

"Good so you can have a rest now,"the doctor advised.

"But I'm bare !"Janet complained.

"Don't accent,"Miss John Paul Jones advised,"We have a lovely girdle for you and a lovely yellow dress."

Miss Robert Tyre Jones had a ***********ion of stays in a hooking beside the chair. She tried three before she found one which she felt suited Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

Janet was released from the chairman and made to stand as miss Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Casey Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"Miss Casey Jones chided.

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The physician advised,"So suck -able, are you indisputable you don't want suckling therapy ?"

"No, Its too taut I need to pee,"Janet complained.

"I know, just hold on a bit longer,"young lady Casey Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a instant, just sit down a moment,"Miss Mary Harris Jones indicated a padded backside on a frame rather like a go pushcart which the Janitor had taken from a store cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Jones ordered.

With Miss John Luther Jones guiding her Janet reluctantly did as she asked.

"rightfulness spread you legs,"young lady Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a dilute bar between two upright on the figure she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but Miss Jones gently applied pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee hole gently Janet started to pee.

The yellow liquid arched gracefully up towards the bar missing it by inches.

"That is very sound for a tyro,"Miss Casey Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll show you how its done."

Janet stood up awkwardly as her hands were still bound behind her and she moved aside so Miss Jones could sink down.

miss Daniel Jones raised her skirt, she wore null below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm compactness and with her pegleg splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee golf hole and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my honey is how one does it."Miss John Paul Jones observed.

"My branch hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some easygoing handlock please Mr Selhurst,"Miss John Paul Jones requested.

He brought subdued pinko leather manacle. He fastened them round Janet's articulatio radiocarpea before cutting the tie wraps and then he fastened Janet 's wrists to her upper berth thighs.

"Er I meant loose me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"misfire Daniel Jones explained,"Withn your hired man free you will be on the telephone or estimator or reading rule book, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some dress ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex frock. It had a head hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her sleeve even more firmly.

"Oh with child !"Janet observed as she realised it only just came below her waist leaving her sex in full view.

"Yes its a adorable gloss but its squashing your lovely tits,"girl Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the point through the tight latex and started to cut. he made several careful cuts and finally finished off to allow a neat circular hole through which Janet's left bosom protruded. Then when he was meet he did the same the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"Miss Jones asked.

Janet observed herself in a mirror,"I look like a paraplegic tart,"she observed.

"Yes you do,"Miss Jones agreed,"Do you like it ?"

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be honest, have you thought about work since you came here ?"The MD asked.

"No, No I haven't."Janet agreed.

"So what are you thinking about ?"he asked.

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

"Do you wonder why you have not been raped yet ?"he asked.

"What ?"Janet replied.

"You are defenceless against us are you not ?"he asked.

"Oh god, are you going to ?"she asked.

"Yes,"he said,"So don't vexation, it will happen, you signed the consent soma before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a sexual morality swath ?"he asked"You will need permit to pee but only people with a key will be capable to bang you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

The Janitor fetched a leather garment, Janet was surprised and somewhat horrified to see a dildo, a butt fire hydrant and some other strange aparatus attached to it.

"Seriously ?"she asked,"You seriously think I'm wearing that ?"

"Your choice, a skillful dildo and butt plug or stack of fat cocks up all your cakehole ?"Miss Jones suggested.

"Oh for graven image sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you carry to shove those inside me ?"

"Like this,"Miss Daniel Jones explained and she bent down to lead Janet's left nipple in her mouth.

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right bosom and began to knead it. The Doctor stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could resist and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's purulent lips. She was helpless to resist as it slid within her.

"One down two to go, Ma'am,"the Janitor laughed as he pressed the dildo firmly inside her.

They turned Janet around and made her bend from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A subway led from the schnoz to a minor calamitous box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. lubricator oozed from the nozzle. It felt common cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back transition. He pushed the snout further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lubricating substance inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the wall of her handing over, she wanted to playact with her clit as the wiz raced through her, but with her sleeve bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much bigger tooshie ballyhoo was pressed firmly into her freshly lubed anus in its place.

A firm get-up-and-go from the Janitor's knee against it and it was firmly embedded right up to its outer rim stretching her almost beyond reason.

"One more,"missy Jones laughed. The sat her in the parturition death chair, changed the nozzle on the pump to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in add up shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a arse plug as much as any other young fair sex but never at the same time and certainly no one had ever placed anything in her pee hole.

"Oh no,"Janet sighed. She didn't want to cum, but she couldn't assist it. She cried out in desperation as the lube coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nose was removed and a simple tube was allay inside her. A curtly tube passing through a small rubberize unit like a small-scale Mobile River phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and girl Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to hold the cud and tubes in place.

"How does that feel ?"misfire Jones asked.

"Very replete,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit wide-cut of vipers ? why not just bolt down me now ?"

"kill you,"Miss Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to hurt you, we just want you to chill, slacken, not worry."

"But first you need to fuddle so we can break the apparatus,"the Dr. suggested,"Bring some mineral water would you Mr Selhurst delight ?"

He brought a two litre bottle of water and held it for Janet to salute. She drank maybe half a pint,"That's enough thank you."

"Oh no, you need to drink sight, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral piddle into Janet's mouth. She spilled most of it but he just changed nursing bottle and kept dripping water into Janet's mouth so she had to swallow or drown..

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"miss Robert Tyre Jones ordered.

"I'm going to pee !"Janet warned. But she couldn't."I can't pee !"she wailed.

"Of course you can,"Miss John Luther Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the level I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Mary Harris Jones had a ascendency pad like a fluid sound. She punched in an instruction. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the keister fire hydrant started to bombilate. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which someone else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"Miss Jones suggested,"Just take a walk."

Janet barely noticed fille Mary Harris Jones slip a dog taking into custody and trio around Janet's neck opening. Her encephalon was overloaded with sensations.

Miss Jones gently eased a Equus caballus bit into Janet's mouth, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the vibration went into and out of phase.

She wanted to pee and wanted to cum but there was no way to pee or rub her clit to climax.

The Janitor helped Janet to her feet. She wobbled uncertainly on her high hound as Miss Daniel Jones. She should ingest felt humiliated as she stood with her breast protruding from the latex paint apparel as they were thrust up by the girdle but she didn't care.

"I'll take you down where you can pee,"Miss Casey Jones promised as he guided Janet from the room and into the lift. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

A radical of Japanese business community were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially naked and helpless yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that rules of order.

Miss Inigo Jones apologised to them"So meritless for the delay gentlemen, but Janet is now set up with a wide-cut vesica so please love your walk."

misfire Inigo Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. Miss Mother Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded domain. Every step was sweet torture for Janet. She saw some early girls in the gardens. Some au naturel from the waist down, others wore sexual abstention swath like hers. One young woman was even sweeping a itinerary with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a ling thrusting up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and butt plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the Butt ballyhoo up to replete speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to fully speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the release to spread out the pee valve.

The relief was unimaginable. Better than any sexual climax Janet had ever known, but suddenly the valve snapped shut. Janet glowered angrily.

"Drink then we let you pee again."the man ordered. Janet looked confused then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her fountainhead. A Japanese man slapped her buttocks. Another threatened to slap her face so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost counterbalance and tipped forward helplessly into the pee, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her erect mammilla, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same meter. Her judgement exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Jones was giving Janet mouth to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a terrace. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her chastity knock and was rubbing her clit. Two more smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Jones continued to respire into her, flicking her knife around at bottom Janet's mouth."Welcome back my dearie you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session gentlemen,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to fall to the building, select a girl for a secret session perhaps ?"she suggested,"variety your trouser perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale dampness in the crotch region which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to Miss Jones before walking away towards the main building.

She watched them go. young woman Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouth."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you find ?"Miss Daniel Jones asked.

"Oh god, shattered, no Thomas More please !"Janet pleaded.

"What do you want ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Sleep,"Janet explained,"I need to sleep."

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with concern about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales administrator stressed beyond reason worrying about oeuvre,"Miss Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss tart who needs to sleep."

"Ok, just let me sleep,"Janet replied.

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"young woman Robert Tyre Jones chided,"Would you like to lick my pussy ?"

"Er no, I'm not gay,"Janet insisted.

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"young woman Jones explained,"I think you need a little drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is Thomas More than one way to fill a bladder,"Miss John Luther Jones explained.

"What do you mean ?"Janet asked, but she saw the Janitor holding a hose."Oh my lord."

"Ha ha, I see you understand,"Miss Jones laughed.

She guided Janet towards the hose reel. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee thermionic vacuum tube protruding from Janet's chastity belted ammunition and turned the tap on.

Shocking cold water cascaded into Janet's bladder shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the tube and with the valve open the liquid spilled and splashed on the ground.

"DOE that feel good ? |"young woman Robert Tyre Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

"Of course it did,"misfire Jones declared,"Once again if you please Mr Selhurst."

This clip Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her knocker against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite hurting coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plugs just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted vesica and the beloved of a fair sex holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

"I need my pussy licked but you won't punch it, so why should I let you pee ?"Miss Jones observed.

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knees and ducked her head under young lady Jones skirt.

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warm splashed her chin and her breasts. Miss Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't maintenance she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in ecstasy as her own pissing flowed.

Janet eased her knife between young woman Jones purulent lips,"You can stop now,"young woman Casey Jones suggested.

"Mmmmm,"she replied and kept licking and nibbling.

"Janet,"Miss Daniel Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Bobby Jones was responding, she loved the way girl Jones snatch was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and make Miss Jones cum.

"sucking me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .