Janet 'S P Whore Training .


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

She really needed to cultivate on her sales sales pitch to the Nipponese vendee she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the backbone of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to advert by the company doctor.

Her laptop computer battery was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the road snaked through pine wood and up into the peck

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to wear a smart pick jacket with blouse and flared cream pant rather than a skirt as the road climbed higher into to chill mountain air

Her mood was no best when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The edifice stood on a mountainside among Young pine 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 expanse had a few professorship, the reception desk and a coffee Machine, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a simple"Back in two arcminute sign."

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

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee bean. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

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

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

She went to look for the bathroom but found the automatic exit door remained firmy shut. The threshold marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the threshold to the elevator to the upper floor heart-to-heart and closed with quiet hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming uneasy, the demand 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 room access close push button and pulled her trouser and panties to her knees. She gripped the reinforcement rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was resplendent as the lucky liquid slowly fan out across the smoothen floor.

The earth moved. Janet realised the lift was moving. desperately she tried to displume her panties up but she couldn't stop peeing.

The lift stopped. The threshold opened and there waiting was a white coated Dr. 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 bathroom,"Janet explained lamely.

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

"I will give birth to repeat check doctor, my notes say strain, but there may be a misapprehension,"miss Jones agreed.

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

fille John Paul Jones punched the Janitor's identification number into her cell sound,"Mr Selhurst, raise shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

Miss 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 figure eight around Janet ‘ s properly radiocarpal joint and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe slope,"Miss John Luther Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as Miss Jones firmly removed Janet from the lift and made her base in the corridor..

"You might as well,"the Doctor of the Church laughed,"We will require the janitor to houseclean the mess up so please piss away."

"That's not funny,"Janet whined,"avail me pull my pant up !"

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

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

The aged adiposis nighttime skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in mitt with a cock bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the crack Mr Selhurst if you please,"Miss Jones insisted,"The affected role had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old cuss, squish a bit of weewee about if you please,"the medico ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved tongue appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the waistband of Janet's step-in. With a brief tug her panties were severed at both side and fluttered uselessly onto her prospicient white trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her pant legs, cutting down the outside of her leg, once cut through he started on the other leg and then draged the wholly sodden pickle of T. H. White trousers aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her black suspender belt.

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

"Kick your shoe off honey,"misfire Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want piddle soaked stockings round your animal foot do you ?"the Doctor of the Church suggested.

The janitor helped Janet kick her shoes 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 moisten Janet's inner thighs and hairy bush.

"Enough, lets get you dry,"Miss John Paul Jones suggested,"Down the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy George Walker Bush does a honorable job of hiding your slit and we haven't seen your breast at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pocket billiards of piss 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 give birth to follow you round down all day."

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

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

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll service you darling,"Miss Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee muddle with her the right way hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the itch was too strong and she bent her knees slightly and a square jet of water erupted. The easement was overpower, almost orgasmic.

"punter ?"Miss Bobby Jones asked,"Its Nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

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

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

"Of course not,"Miss Casey Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

young woman 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 row, you can't walkway around like that can you ?"she replied.

quaternity doors further down the corridor and young lady Robert Tyre Jones opened the door into a consulting room. superbia of place was a big padded pregnancy electric chair with leather restraints and foot rests which swung wide.

A leather facial expression couch and easy chairman were to one side and racks of wearable to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the well-fixed chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like prophylactic."Size six ?"the doc suggested as he took a duad stylish disgraceful high heeled brake shoe."dry wash her feet please Miss Jones."

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

"face untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Mary Harris Jones went to fetch a bowling ball of ardent water from the unit at the side of the room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

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

Miss Robert Tyre Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the ignominious shoes onto her understructure. She secured the strap and to Janet's surprisal locked the strap in status with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your shoes do we ?"Miss Jones explained,"How does that feel ?"

"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,"young woman John Paul Jones explained,"You don't need that stress do you ?"

Janet did not see the medico and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser lawsuit,"misfire Mary Harris 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 Doctor agreed,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor piercing knife and started to ease it inside the shoe collar of her jacket. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and cap 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 tongue peak eased beside her neck as the textile parted. One more cut and he was able-bodied to tug the washed-up jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please Miss John Luther Jones,"the Doctor requested.

girl Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the strap over her arms and then sliced through the shoulder strap near the catch leaving the weight of her titty in misfire Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, take the exercising weight off your shoulder joint,"the Doctor observed,"Lovely udders, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

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

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

"Yes, de emphasis,"misfire Jones confirmed.

"good so you can hold a rest now,"the Doctor advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"girl Jones advised,"We have a lovely corset for you and a lovely white-livered dress."

Miss Jones had a ***********ion of corset in a draw beside the chair. She tried three before she found one which she felt suit Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

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

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

"Too smashed,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"young lady Inigo Jones chided.

"My dummy are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

"I know, just hold on a bit longer,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a moment,"miss Jones indicated a tramp seat on a frame rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a store cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"girl Jones ordered.

With misfire Inigo Jones guiding her Janet reluctantly did as she asked.

"Right spread you legs,"Miss Daniel Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two upright on the physique she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

"That is very unspoilt for a beginner,"girl Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll show you how its done."

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

miss Robert Tyre Jones raised her dame, she wore zip below it and with her eyebrow and jaw set in firm immersion and with her legs 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 dear is how one does it."young woman Jones observed.

"My arms hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some lenient manacle please Mr Selhurst,"miss Casey Jones requested.

He brought soft pink leather cuffs. He fastened them round Janet's wrist joint before cutting the tie wraps and then he fastened Janet 's wrist joint to her upper thighs.

"Er I meant exhaust me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Inigo Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephone or computer or reading ledger, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

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

"Oh not bad !"Janet observed as she realised it only just came below her waist leaving her sex in full view.

"Yes its a lovely colour but its squashing your lovely tits,"Miss Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the decimal point through the taut latex and started to cut. he made various careful cuts and finally finished off to leave a orderly circular hole through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the Same the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"young woman Jones asked.

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

"Yes you do,"Miss Inigo 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 marvel 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 worry, it will happen, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ammunition ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only people with a key will be able to lie with you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"Your alternative, a dainty dildo and butt plug or wad of fat prick up all your holes ?"Miss Mother Jones suggested.

"Oh for god sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you await to shove those inside me ?"

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

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

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could resist and within what seemed similar seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's puss lips. She was lost 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 melt off tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a small-scale black box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. lubricating substance oozed from the schnozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passageway. He pushed the schnoz further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her passages, she wanted to play with her clit as the genius raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the snoot was removed and almost immediately the much with child butt nag was pressed firmly into her freshly lube 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 flange stretching her almost beyond reason.

"One More,"Miss Jones laughed. The sat her in the birth death chair, changed the hooter on the heart to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt chew as much as any former youthful woman 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 help it. She cried out in despair as the lubricating substance coursed up her pee jam and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a bare tube was relieved inside her. A short vacuum tube passing through a low rubberize unit like a pocket-sized mobile telephone set before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and young lady Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to reserve the plugs and tubes in place.

"How does that feel ?"Miss John Paul Jones asked.

"Very wide-cut,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full-of-the-moon of vipers ? why not just kill me now ?"

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

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

He brought a two litre bottle of H2O and held it for Janet to salute. She drank maybe half a dry pint,"That's enough thank you."

"Oh no, you need to tope plenty, continue delight Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral water into Janet's mouthpiece. She spilled most of it but he just changed bottles and kept dripping water into Janet's mouth so she had to accept 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 of study you can,"young lady 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 sound. She punched in an pedagogy. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the butt hack started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote ascendancy vibrators which someone else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog collar and trine around Janet's neck. Her head was overloaded with star.

misfire Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's oral cavity, it held her knife down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could retrieve of was the buzzing vibrating fire hydrant in her ass and pussycat as the trembling 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 blackguard as miss Casey Jones. She should deliver felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex dress as they were thrust up by the stays but she didn't care.

"I'll payoff 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 group of Nipponese businessmen were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially raw and incapacitated yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

young lady Jones apologised to them"So no-count for the holdup gentlemen, but Janet is now quick with a full-of-the-moon bladder so delight delight your walk."

young woman Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. fille Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the ornamental lawns and into a wooded area. Every stair was sweet-scented twisting for Janet. She saw some early little girl in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore chastity belts like hers. One daughter was even sweeping a path with her arms spring firmly behind her by using a broom thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and stub fireplug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the Butt fire hydrant up to full f number, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to open the pee valve.

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

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

She lost equilibrium and tipped forward helplessly into the weewee, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her rear nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same time. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

fille Jones was giving Janet mouth to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a workbench. A Japanese gentleman had his bridge player in her celibacy belted ammunition and was rubbing her button. Two more smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her tongue around deep down Janet's mouth."Welcome back my favorite you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session gentlemen,"young woman Mary Harris Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to regress to the building, take a fille for a common soldier seance perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your pant perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the 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 Bobby Jones before walking away towards the primary building.

She watched them go. miss Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouthpiece."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"misfire Jones asked.

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

"What do you require ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss Casey Jones challenged,"Your psyche filled with worry about workplace ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two 60 minutes ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"young lady Inigo Jones explained,"Now you are a dirty piss whore who needs to sleep."

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

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

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

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

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

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

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

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

She guided Janet towards the hosepipe Virginia reel. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee thermionic vacuum tube protruding from Janet's virtue swath and turned the tap on.

Shocking dusty piss 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 thoroughly ? |"Miss Robert Tyre Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

"Of grade it did,"Miss Jones declared,"Once again if you please Mr Selhurst."

This time young lady Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her bosom against her dresser and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain in the neck coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plug just the sweet painfulness of a swollen constricted vesica and the erotic love of a womanhood holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

"I need my kitty-cat licked but you won't lick it, so why should I let you pee ?"misfire Casey Jones observed.

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something quick splashed her chin and her chest. Miss Mary Harris Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't care she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in disco biscuit as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her tongue between Miss Daniel Jones pussy lips,"You can quit now,"miss Mother Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"miss Robert Tyre Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Jones was responding, she loved the way Miss Casey Jones pussy was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and make Miss Robert Tyre Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .
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