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

She really needed to play on her cut-rate sale pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday first light, but instead she was in the back of a capital of Nebraska Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the party doctor.

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

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to jade a smarting cream crown with blouse and flared cream trouser rather than a skirt as the route climbed eminent into to cool mountain air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to recognize her. The building stood on a versant among young true 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 Coffee automobile, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a unsubdivided"vertebral column in two minutes sign."

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

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a chocolate. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the house to the lavatory, but there was nothing obvious.

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

She went to see for the bath but found the machinelike outlet doors remained firmy shut. The door marked"stave only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the upper trading floor open and closed with quiet hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming dying, the need to pee was starting to entrench on her ability to play. She needed to pee. She looked around once More and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the elevator pressed the doorway close button and pulled her trousers and panty to her stifle. She gripped the backup railing firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was resplendent as the golden liquidness slowly spread across the polished floor.

The terra firma moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to root for her panties up but she couldn't check peeing.

The elevator stopped. The room access opened and there waiting was a white cake physician 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 john,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a stress relief affected role missy John Luther Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does appear to be severely disturbed."

"I will experience to double up check doctor, my notes say stress, but there may be a mistake,"Miss John Paul Jones agreed.

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

Miss Robert Tyre Jones punched the Janitor's numeral into her electric cell telephone,"Mr Selhurst, raise lance two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as young lady 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 flop wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"Miss Inigo Jones explained.

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

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

"That's not comic,"Janet whined,"Help me draw out my drawers up !"

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

"I will expect for the Janitor,"young lady Jones suggested,"here he comes."

The elderly overweight night skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand with a dick bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the crack Mr Selhurst if you please,"misfire Mary Harris Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old chap, splash 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 waistband of Janet's panties. With a brief tug her panties were severed at both side and fluttered uselessly onto her long E. B. White 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 early leg and then draged the solid soppy stack of white trousers aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her black suspender belt.

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

"rush your brake shoe off honey,"Miss Casey Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet kick her brake shoe and stockings off.

She stood naked below the shank staring in repugnance at the Janitor as he ogled her.

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

"Enough, 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 trade good job of hiding your twat and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of piss in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you desire 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 to follow you round all day."

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

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

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

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

"So take a leak, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"young lady Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll assistance you darling,"young woman Jones offered and she put her left arm rhythm Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee fix with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too secure and she bent her human knee slightly and a substantial jet of piss erupted. The relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

"bettor ?"misfire Mary Harris Jones asked,"Its overnice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard body of water running play, Miss John Paul 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 course not,"miss Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

fille 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 walking around like that can you ?"she replied.

Four doors further down the corridor and miss Jones opened the threshold into a consulting room. Pride of blank space was a big aggrandize maternity electric chair with leather restraints and fundament rests which swung wide.

A leather look sofa and easy chair were to one position and wrack of clothing to the early. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."Size six ?"the doc suggested as he took a couple fashionable black high heeled shoes."Wash her groundwork please missy Jones."

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

"smell untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Mother Jones went to convey a roll of warm piddle from the unit at the side of the room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

"Just unstrain Janet, your party is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the doctor explained,"You need to unwind, de tension, let things happen and near of all enjoy it."

Miss John Luther Jones carefully cleaned Janet's pes carefully wiping them dry before slipping the inglorious horseshoe onto her feet. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in position with diminutive 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 tenseness, you worry about getting them dirty or torn, or pissing your pants,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones explained,"You don't need that accent do you ?"

Janet did not see the medico and Janitor return.

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

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

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

The Janitor took his razor abrupt knife and started to ease it inside the choker of her cap. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and jacket crown 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 care as the knife compass point eased beside her neck opening as the fabric parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the done for crownwork and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

A unity cut and her suspender bang fluttered to the ground.

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

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

Miss Inigo Jones carefully cupped Janet's bosom and the Janitor cut the strap over her arms and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the weight of her white meat in fille Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress physician,"young woman Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de stress,"Miss Inigo Jones confirmed.

"trade good so you can have a residuum now,"the Doctor advised.

"But I'm raw !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"young woman Jones advised,"We have a adorable corset for you and a lovely yellowness dress."

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

Janet was released from the death chair and made to put up as misfire Mother Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that experience ?"Miss Mother Jones asked.

"Too pie-eyed,"Janet complained.

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

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The Doctor of the Church advised,"So suction -able, are you indisputable you don't want lactation therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a here and now, just sit down a moment,"young lady Inigo Jones indicated a padded fanny on a figure rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a store cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"young lady Jones ordered.

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

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

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

The lily-livered liquid arched gracefully up towards the bar missing it by inches.

"That is very good for a novice,"misfire Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll appearance you how its done."

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

Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore aught below it and with her supercilium and jaw set in firm immersion and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A hearty jet of pee leapt from her pee maw and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my beloved is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My arm suffering,"Janet complained.

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

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

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Jones explained,"Withn your handwriting free you will be on the telephone set or computer or version rule book, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

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

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

"Yes its a lovely gloss but its squashing your cover girl teat,"Miss Mary Harris Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the compass point through the taut latex and started to cut. he made several careful slice and finally finished off to leave a peachy bill hole through which Janet's left tit protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the Lapp the other side.

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

Janet observed herself in a mirror,"I look like a paraplegic lady of pleasure,"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 question 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 headache, it will fall out, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you favour a sexual morality belt ?"he asked"You will demand permit to pee but only people with a key will be able to screw you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"Your choice, a nice dildo and butt plug or lots of fat putz up all your hole ?"Miss Jones suggested.

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

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right-hand titty and began to massage 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 pussy 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 waistline. The Janitor placed a slim tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A thermionic vacuum tube led from the nozzle to a small black box. He pressed sown on the box with his human foot. lubricant oozed from the schnoz. It felt common cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the snout further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her handing over, she wanted to work with her button as the sense experience raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

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

A firm push button 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,"young lady Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing chair, changed the nozzle on the pump to a diminished one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in tote up shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a nates chaw as much as any other young char 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 lubricator coursed up her pee hollow and into her.

She didn't really notice when the snoot was removed and a dewy-eyed electron tube was still inside her. A short tube passing through a small rubberised social unit like a lowly mobile earpiece before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Jones and the Janitor secured the belt ammunition to hold the sparking plug and tubes in place.

"How does that find ?"missy Robert Tyre Jones asked.

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

"Kill you,"Miss John Paul Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to injure you, we just want you to chill, decompress, not worry."

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

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

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

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

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss John Luther Jones ordered.

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

"Of track you can,"Miss Mary Harris Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the story I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

fille John Luther Jones had a ascendancy pad like a nomadic phone. She punched in an instruction. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the butt chew started to hum. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which soul else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed miss Casey Jones slip a dog collar and ternary around Janet's neck. Her Einstein was overloaded with wizard.

missy John Paul Jones gently eased a buck bit into Janet's rima oris, 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 pussycat 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 base. She wobbled uncertainly on her eminent blackguard as Miss Jones. She should take in felt humiliated as she stood with her breast protruding from the latex apparel as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

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

It whooshed down three floors.

A chemical group 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 order.

fille Jones apologised to them"So sorry for the delay gentleman, but Janet is now ready with a full bladder so please revel your walk."

Miss Inigo Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. Miss Jones curtsied, and he turned to his admirer and together they led Janet from the edifice. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was sweet torture for Janet. She saw some other missy in the gardens. Some raw from the waist down, others wore chastity bash like hers. One female child was even sweeping a path with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a broom thrusting up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and nates hoopla drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the butt plug up to entire upper, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to good speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the clitoris to open the pee valve.

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

"drinking 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 rear end. Another threatened to slap her facial expression so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost balance and tipped forward helplessly into the body of water, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her set up teat, 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.

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

Janet coughed but Miss Bobby Jones continued to take a breath into her, flicking her tongue around inwardly Janet's oral cavity."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session gentlemen,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to refund to the building, opt a miss for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"alteration 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 Bobby Jones before walking away towards the independent building.

She watched them go. young lady Casey Jones undid the bit in Janet's oral cavity."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"young lady Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"Miss Mother Jones asked.

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

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

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two minute ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive stressed beyond grounds worrying about work,"Miss John Paul Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy pissing whore who needs to sleep."

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

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

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

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"Miss John Paul Jones explained,"I think you need a footling drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is more than one way to fulfil a bladder,"Miss 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 Casey Jones laughed.

She guided Janet towards the hose spool. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee tube protruding from Janet's virtue rap and turned the tap on.

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

"Energy Department that feel sound ? |"young lady Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This meter young lady Inigo Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her chest against her breast and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain sensation coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plugs just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knee joint and ducked her head under miss Inigo Jones skirt.

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

Janet eased her clapper between Miss Robert Tyre Jones purulent lips,"You can barricade now,"Miss Mother Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"young woman 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 restraint and make Miss Robert Tyre Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .