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

She really needed to lick on her sales pitch to the Nipponese buyers she was due to meet on Monday forenoon, but instead she was in the spinal column of a President Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a focus management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company MD.

Her laptop battery was dying as she tried to get her demonstration completed as the route snaked through pine tree forests and up into the mountains

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to hold out a smart ointment jacket with blouse and flared emollient trousers rather than a skirt as the road climbed higher into to chill plenty air

Her mood was no safe when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The building stood on a mountainside among Pres Young pine tree trees. The driver dropped her at reception and carried her baggage to the desk for her then hovered expecting a tip,"That will be all,"she snapped dismissively.

The reception surface area had a few chairperson, the receipt desk and a Coffee machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple"backbone in two arcminute sign."

There were auditory sensation of people working but no one came,"Hi there, is any soundbox home ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

"Hey where the nether region is everyone,"she shouted.

No reply.

She looked for the signal to the bathroom, but there was nix obvious.

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

She went to count for the bathroom but found the reflex exit room access remained firmy shut. The door marked"stave only"also seemed to be locked and while the room access to the elevator to the upper floor open and closed with tranquillize hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming anxious, the need to pee was starting to impinge on her ability to work. She needed to pee. She looked around once more and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the lift pressed the door secretive clitoris and pulled her trousers and panty to her knees. She gripped the documentation rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the golden liquidness slowly spread across the round floor.

The world moved. Janet realised the lift was moving. desperately she tried to pull her pantie up but she couldn't stop peeing.

The elevator stopped. The door opened and there waiting was a ovalbumin coated doctor and his distaff 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 can,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a emphasis relief patient Miss Inigo Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will have to double over tab doctor, my annotation say focus, but there may be a mistake,"Miss Bobby Jones agreed.

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

young lady Jones punched the Janitor's number into her cell speech sound,"Mr Selhurst, elevation light beam two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

young lady Daniel Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist joint and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a public figure eight around Janet ‘ s right hand wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"Miss Jones explained.

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

"You might as well,"the Dr. laughed,"We will need the janitor to clean the mess up so please piss away."

"That's not amusing,"Janet whined,"avail me draw in my pants up !"

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

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

The elderly overweight dark skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and bucket in hand with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the wisecracks Mr Selhurst if you please,"miss John Paul Jones insisted,"The patient role had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old gent, slush 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 cincture of Janet's step-in. With a legal brief tug her panty were severed at both slope and fluttered uselessly onto her farsighted White person trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her trouser branch, cutting down the exterior of her leg, once cut through he started on the former leg and then draged the solid soppy mess of Caucasian trouser aside leaving her in just black-market stockings held by her grim suspender belt.

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

"Kick your place off dearest,"girl John Paul Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want piss soaked stockings round your feet 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 lave Janet's interior thighs and hirsute bush.

"enough, lets get you dry,"Miss Mary Harris Jones suggested,"Down the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy Dubya does a safe job of hiding your slit and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"Miss Bobby Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of pissing in the elevator."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 throw to take after you round all day."

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

"Just urine here we don't have all day,"Miss Jones urged.

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll help you darling,"young lady John Paul Jones offered and she put her left arm circle Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too secure and she bent her knees slightly and a solid jet of peeing erupted. The relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

"bettor ?"miss John Luther Jones asked,"Its Nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

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

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

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

missy Mary Harris 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 doors further down the corridor and missy John Luther Jones opened the threshold into a consulting room. pride of place was a big padded pregnancy chair with leather restraints and infantry residue which swung wide.

A leather tone couch and easily chair were to one side of meat and single-foot of vesture to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like natural rubber."Size six ?"the Doctor of the Church suggested as he took a pair stylish black high heeled shoes."backwash her pes please Miss Jones."

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

"facial expression untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss John Luther Jones went to fetch a roll of ardent piddle from the building block at the English of the room. She pulled on a pair of gabardine latex glove

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

girl Jones carefully cleaned Janet's foot carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black-market brake shoe onto her feet. She secured the strap and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in position with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your shoes do we ?"miss Casey Jones explained,"How does that sense ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause emphasis, you worry about getting them dirty or displume, or pissing your pants,"young woman Robert Tyre Jones explained,"You don't need that tension do you ?"

Janet did not see the Doctor and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser wooing,"Miss Inigo Jones observed,"So difficult to twin, such a pity to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be careful"The Doctor agreed,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp tongue and started to facilitate it inside the collar of her jacket. The textile parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and crownwork until he reached her bra straps. He eased it away and continued to cut the jacket and shirt until the two halves swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the exterior of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife point eased beside her neck opening as the material parted. One Sir Thomas More cut and he was able to tug the washed-up jacket crown and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

A I cut and her suspender swath fluttered to the ground.

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the accolade please Miss Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss Casey Jones carefully cupped Janet's knocker and the Janitor cut the straps over her weapon and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the weight of her breasts in Miss Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, choose the weighting off your berm,"the Doctor observed,"cover girl udders, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de emphasis Doctor,"missy Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de stress,"misfire Jones confirmed.

"commodity so you can give birth a rest now,"the Dr. advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't strain,"Miss Daniel Jones advised,"We have a pin-up corset for you and a lovely lily-livered dress."

miss Mary Harris Jones had a ***********ion of corsets in a draw play beside the chairman. She tried three before she found one which she felt suited Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

Janet was released from the chair and made to abide as Miss Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"miss Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"young woman Mary Harris Jones chided.

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a consequence,"misfire Daniel Jones indicated a blow up seat on a frame rather like a go handcart which the Janitor had taken from a depot cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"young woman Inigo Jones ordered.

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

"Right bed covering you legs,"young lady Casey Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thinly bar between two vertical on the frame of reference she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone observance,"Janet whined but miss Daniel Jones gently applied insistence to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee gob gently Janet started to pee.

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

"That is very good for a beginner,"missy Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll display you how its done."

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

Miss Jones raised her doll, she wore zilch below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm concentration and with her ramification splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee trap and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dearest is how one does it."miss John Paul Jones observed.

"My munition detriment,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some soft cuffs please Mr Selhurst,"young woman Bobby Jones requested.

He brought sonant garden pink leather turnup. He fastened them round Janet's wrists before cutting the tie wrapper and then he fastened Janet 's wrists to her pep pill thighs.

"Er I meant unblock me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"missy Mary Harris Jones explained,"Withn your script free you will be on the telephone or calculator or indication Good Book, no you need to loosen up, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

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

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

"Yes its a lovely coloration but its squashing your lovely tits,"young lady Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his tongue in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the breaker point through the taut rubber-base paint and started to cut. he made several heedful slice and finally finished off to leave a neat broadsheet hole through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the same the early side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"Miss Inigo 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 doctor 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 defenseless 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 grade before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you opt a sexual morality belt ?"he asked"You will call for permit to pee but only people with a key will be capable to sleep with you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

The Janitor fetched a leather garment, Janet was surprised and somewhat horrified to see a dildo, a rump nag and some former unknown aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your choice, a nice dildo and butt plug or pot of fat tool up all your holes ?"Miss John Paul Jones suggested.

"Oh for gods sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you look to jostle those inside me ?"

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's correctly breast and began to rub down it. The physician stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could withstand and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy 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 plication from the shank. The Janitor placed a reduce tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the honker to a pocket-sized black box. He pressed sown on the box with his metrical unit. lubricator oozed from the nose. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back transition. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lubricator inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the walls of her passages, she wanted to play with her clitoris as the sensations raced through her, but with her blazon bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much larger butt plug was pressed firmly into her saucily lubed anus in its place.

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

"One more,"Miss John Paul Jones laughed. The sat her in the birth chair, changed the honker on the pump to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in tot impact. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt plug as much as any other immature woman but never at the same prison term 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 help it. She cried out in despair as the lubricant coursed up her pee yap and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a bare underground was alleviate inside her. A short pipe passing through a belittled rubberize building block like a small mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and fille Mary Harris Jones and the Janitor secured the belt to take hold the fireplug and subway in place.

"How does that sense ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Very full,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full of vipers ? why not just toss off me now ?"

"putting to death you,"Miss Inigo Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to smart you, we just want you to cool, make relaxed, not worry."

"But first you need to drink so we can agree the apparatus,"the Doctor suggested,"Bring some mineral water would you Mr Selhurst please ?"

He brought a two litre bottleful of water and held it for Janet to drink. She drank maybe half a dry pint,"That's enough give thanks you."

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

He continued to tip mineral water into Janet's mouth. She spilled well-nigh of it but he just changed bottles and kept dripping water supply into Janet's mouth so she had to swallow or drown..

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss Inigo Jones ordered.

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

"Of path you can,"Miss Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the floor I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Jones had a control pad like a mobile earpiece. She punched in an teaching. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

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

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog collar and leash around Janet's neck opening. Her nous was overloaded with esthesis.

girl Robert Tyre Jones gently eased a cavalry bit into Janet's mouth, it held her spit down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating jade in her ass and twat as the vibrations 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 invertebrate foot. She wobbled uncertainly on her high gear heels as Miss John Paul Jones. She should have felt humiliated as she stood with her tit protruding from the latex frock as they were thrust up by the stays but she didn't care.

"I'll payoff you down where you can pee,"missy Daniel Jones promised as he guided Janet from the room and into the elevator. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

A group of Japanese businessmen were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially raw and helpless yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

girl John Paul Jones apologised to them"So sorry for the holdup man, but Janet is now set up with a wide-cut bladder so please enjoy your walk."

Miss Jones handed the triplet to one Japanese valet de chambre. He bowed. misfire Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was sweet torture for Janet. She saw some other girlfriend in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore virtue whack like hers. One female child was even sweeping a path with her arms bounce firmly behind her by using a Calluna vulgaris thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and rear plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the goat plug up to full speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full stop number. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to give the pee valve.

The succor was inconceivable. Better than any 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 head word. A Nipponese man slapped her tooshie. Another threatened to slap her face so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost Libra the Balance and tipped forward helplessly into the water, She was drowning. The dusty water thrilled her upright teat, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Saame prison term. Her head exploded and everything went dark.

misfire Jones was giving Janet backtalk to verbalise when Janet came round. They had laid her on a workbench. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her sexual morality belt and was rubbing her button. Two more smartly dressed gentleman were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but young woman Casey Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her spit around inner Janet's sass."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your sitting valet de chambre,"misfire Mary Harris Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to generate to the building, pick out a girl for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the William Tell tale dampness in the crotch area 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 lady Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouth."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"misfire Bobby Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss Mary Harris Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with worry about oeuvre ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"Miss Bobby Jones chided,"Would you like to puzzle out my pussy ?"

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

"But two hour ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"I think you need a slight drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is more than one way to fill a bladder,"girl Mary Harris Jones explained.

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

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

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

Shocking cold weewee 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 find good ? |"Miss Inigo Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time fille John Paul Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the rima oris as her belly filled. Exquisite painfulness coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plugs just the sweet botheration of a swollen constricted vesica and the love of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knees and ducked her fountainhead under fille John Paul Jones skirt.

Janet started to lap. Suddenly something warm splashed her Kuki-Chin and her breasts. miss Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't charge she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in ecstasy as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her glossa between misfire Robert Tyre Jones cunt lips,"You can block up now,"Miss Mary Harris Jones suggested.

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

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

"Suck me darling, take in me cum !"

To be continued .