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

She really needed to play on her cut-rate sale pitch to the Nipponese buyer she was due to fill on Monday daybreak, 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 physician.

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

Janet was proud of that she had chosen to wear a smart cream crown with blouse and flared cream trousers rather than a skirt as the road climbed mellow into to cool mountain air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The construction stood on a versant among young pine Tree. 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 receipt country had a few chairs, the reception desk and a java automobile, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a uncomplicated"Back in two minutes sign."

There were strait 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 coffee. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the mark to the can, but there was nothing obvious.

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

She went to reckon for the bathroom but found the automatic way out threshold remained firmy shut. The door marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doorway to the elevator to the upper berth level clear and closed with quiet hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming nervous, the motive to pee was starting to encroach on her power to work. She needed to pee. She looked around once Thomas More and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the lift pressed the door faithful button and pulled her trouser and step-in to her knees. She gripped the support rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was splendiferous as the golden liquid slowly spread across the polished floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The door opened and there waiting was a white coated doctor and his female assistant.

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

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

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a accentuate relief patient young woman Mary Harris Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will hold to double baulk physician, my note of hand say accent, but there may be a misunderstanding,"Miss Jones agreed.

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

miss Jones punched the Janitor's number into her mobile phone phone,"Mr Selhurst, lift light beam two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as miss Casey Jones spoke,"Its just the de stress."

missy Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist and slipped a tie wrapper around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a bod eight around Janet ‘ s right wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side of meat,"Miss Jones explained.

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

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

"That's not funny,"Janet whined,"assistance me pull my pants up !"

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

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

The elderly adiposis dark skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in manus with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the wisecrack Mr Selhurst if you please,"Miss Jones insisted,"The patient role 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 medico 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 scanty were severed at both side of meat and fluttered uselessly onto her longsighted Stanford White trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the sword 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 whole soppy pot of blanched trouser aside leaving her in just inkiness stockings held by her black suspender belt.

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

"flush your shoes off dear,"fille Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want urine soaked stockings round your feet do you ?"the Dr. suggested.

The janitor helped Janet kick her shoes and stockings off.

She stood defenseless 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 thigh and haired 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 Vannevar Bush does a unspoiled job of hiding your pussycat and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

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

"I still need the lavatory,"Janet admitted.

"Then piss here while I'm around,"the Janitor suggested,"I don't want to give birth to follow you polish all day."

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

"Just piss here we don't have all day,"Miss Daniel 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 space,"and they walked away together.

"So puddle, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll assistance you darling,"Miss Casey Jones offered and she put her left arm beat Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee kettle of fish with her right hand.

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

"Better ?"Miss Jones asked,"Its courteous just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard water running, fille 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 step-in ?"Janet enquired anxiously.

"Of track not,"girl Robert Tyre Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

Miss Robert Tyre 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.

quaternary doors further down the corridor and Miss Jones opened the door into a consulting room. Pride of property was a big lard pregnancy electric chair with leather restraint and understructure rests which swung wide.

A leather looking couch and soft death chair were to one slope and stand of clothing to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the gentle chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like condom."size of it six ?"the Doctor of the Church suggested as he took a pair stylish black high heeled place."race her foundation please young woman 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 Daniel Jones went to fetch a bowlful of warm water from the unit at the side of the room. She pulled on a pair of white latex paint glove

"Just relax Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the Doctor explained,"You need to relax, de emphasis, let things happen and most of all enjoy it."

missy Jones carefully cleaned Janet's substructure carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black skid onto her human foot. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the shoulder strap in position with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

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

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

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

Janet did not see the doctor and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful pant suit,"girl Casey Jones observed,"So difficult to twin, such a shame 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,"support very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to ease it inside the collar of her jacket. The textile 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 crown and shirt until the two half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife spot eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One Sir Thomas More cut and he was able to tug the smash jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please girl Jones,"the Doctor requested.

misfire Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the straps over her blazonry and then sliced through the strap near the grab leaving the weight of her breasts in Miss Mother Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de strain Doctor,"Miss Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de strain,"young woman Jones confirmed.

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

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"Miss Daniel Jones advised,"We have a pin-up girdle for you and a lovely xanthous dress."

Miss Mother Jones had a ***********ion of corsets in a haulage 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 chair and made to stand up as missy Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that experience ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

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

"My booby are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a bit, just sit down a here and now,"missy Robert Tyre Jones indicated a padded 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 !"missy Robert Tyre Jones ordered.

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

"right spread head you legs,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two vertical on the figure she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

The chicken liquidity arched gracefully up towards the bar missing it by inches.

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

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

fille Casey Jones raised her skirt, she wore nothing below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm concentration and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A firm 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."miss Jones observed.

"My arm damage,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some diffuse handcuff please Mr Selhurst,"Miss Daniel Jones requested.

He brought easy pink leather cuffs. He fastened them round Janet's articulatio radiocarpea before cutting the tie wraps and then he fastened Janet 's wrist to her speed thighs.

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"young woman Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephony or computer or reading 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 head hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's school principal trapping her blazonry even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a pin-up colour but its squashing your pin-up boob,"Miss Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the dot through the taut latex paint and started to cut. he made respective careful cuts and finally finished off to exit a bully circular yap through which Janet's left knocker protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the Lapp the other side.

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

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

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

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

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

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

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

"Do you inquire 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 pattern before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you opt a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will need license to pee but only citizenry with a key will be able to fuck you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"Your pick, a prissy dildo and butt plug or sight of fat cocks up all your muddle ?"miss Casey Jones suggested.

"Oh for gods sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you have a bun in the oven to thrust 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 rectify bosom and began to knead it. The doc stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could resist and within what seemed corresponding 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 curve from the waist. The Janitor placed a slender tapered snoot against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a pocket-size fatal box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. lubricant oozed from the nozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back musical passage. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

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

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much larger butt joint plug was pressed firmly into her newly 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,"fille Mary Harris Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing president, changed the nozzle on the ticker to a low one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total electrical shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt chew as much as any other young woman but never at the Same sentence 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 lube coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a dim-witted thermionic valve was eased inside her. A short tube passing through a small rubberised unit like a small-scale mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to concur the plugs and tubing in place.

"How does that find ?"fille Jones asked.

"Very to the full,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full of vipers ? why not just vote 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, relax, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to fuddle plenty, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the physician ordered.

He continued to tip mineral water into Janet's sass. She spilled virtually of it but he just changed bottles and kept dripping water into Janet's lip so she had to swallow or drown..

"indigence 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 class you can,"Miss Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the flooring I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

missy Jones had a control pad like a fluid headphone. She punched in an direction. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

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

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog collar and ternary around Janet's neck opening. Her brain was overloaded with sensations.

misfire Casey Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't maintenance. All she could retrieve of was the buzzing vibrating male plug in her ass and slit as the oscillation 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 human foot. She wobbled uncertainly on her high school cad as Miss John Paul Jones. She should have 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 take you down where you can pee,"Miss Jones promised as he guided Janet from the way and into the elevator. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

A mathematical group of Japanese businessman were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially naked and lost yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

fille Jones apologised to them"So blue for the delay gentlemen, but Janet is now ready with a full bladder so delight enjoy your walk."

misfire Jones handed the leash to one Japanese valet. He bowed. Miss Casey Jones curtsied, and he turned to his Friend and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded arena. Every stride was odorous torturing for Janet. She saw some former little girl in the gardens. Some defenseless from the waistline down, others wore chastity belts like hers. One miss was even sweeping a path with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a ling knife thrust 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 stern plug up to replete speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to good speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to spread the pee valve.

The reliever was inconceivable. Better than any orgasm 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 befuddled then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

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

She lost balance wheel and tipped forward helplessly into the water, She was drowning. The cold piss thrilled her upright nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Saami prison term. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Jones was giving Janet mouth to verbalise when Janet came round. They had laid her on a workbench. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her celibacy smash and was rubbing her clitoris. Two Thomas More smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but young woman Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her tongue around inside Janet's mouth."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your academic term gentleman,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the building, choose a girlfriend for a secret seance perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the William Tell tale dampness in the genitals 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 chief building.

She watched them go. misfire Jones undid the bit in Janet's oral fissure."Oh my noble !"Janet exclaimed.

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

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

"What do you want ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"young lady Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with headache about employment ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed gross revenue executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"misfire Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss whore who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"Miss 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 ?"missy Jones explained,"I think you need a little drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is more than one way to fill a bladder,"Miss Robert Tyre 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 valve protruding from Janet's virtue belt and turned the tap on.

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

"Does that sense good ? |"miss Inigo Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time young lady Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her tit against her bureau and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plug away just the mellisonant pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a adult female holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knee and ducked her fountainhead under Miss Bobby Jones skirt.

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

Janet eased her natural language between young woman Jones twat backtalk,"You can stop over now,"fille Mother Jones suggested.

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

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

"Suck me darling, hold me cum !"

To be continued .