Janet was not well-chosen, in fact she was absolutely furious.

She really needed to put to work on her sales tar to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Mon break of the day, but instead she was in the dorsum of a Lincoln town Car, heading towards a weekend at a tenseness management clinic she had been ordered to take care by the companionship 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 assume a sassy cream jacket crown with blouse and flared cream pant rather than a skirt as the road climbed higher into to cool mountain air

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

The response domain had a few chairs, the reception desk and a Coffee auto, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple"rear in two minutes sign."

There were strait of multitude working but no one came,"Hi there, is any dead body menage ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the star sign to the john, but there was zip obvious.

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

She went to look for the lav but found the machine rifle exit doors remained firmy shut. The room access marked"staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the upper floor open and closed with lull hiss the lift itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming queasy, 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 elevator pressed the door close button and pulled her trousers and pantie to her knee joint. She gripped the support rails firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the halcyon liquid slowly spread across the polished floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a T. H. White cake 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 toilet,"Janet explained lamely.

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

"I will have to double over check Dr., my notes say stress, but there may be a mistake,"Miss John Luther Jones agreed.

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

Miss Bobby Jones punched the Janitor's figure into her cell phone,"Mr Selhurst, lift lance two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

Miss Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left articulatio radiocarpea and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could oppose she had slipped another tie linked in a form eight around Janet ‘ s right carpus and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the prophylactic side,"misfire Jones explained.

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

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

"That's not laughable,"Janet whined,"Help me pull my pants up !"

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

"I will wait for the Janitor,"young woman Robert Tyre Jones suggested,"here he comes."

The elderly overweight nighttime skinned sloven waddled down the corridor mop and bucket in hand with a cock bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the quip Mr Selhurst if you please,"Miss 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 panty were severed at both side and fluttered uselessly onto her long white trousers.

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

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

"rush your brake shoe off dearest,"fille Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet kick her skid and stockings off.

She stood raw below the waist staring in repulsion at the Janitor as he ogled her.

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

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

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy bush does a trade good job of hiding your pussy and we haven't seen your tit at all yet,"girl Jones insisted.

The Janitor was occupy mopping up the pool of pee in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you require 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 receive to follow you lash out all day."

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

"Just piss here we don't have all day,"girl 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 piss, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"misfire Mary Harris Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

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

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too strong and she bent her human knee slightly and a hearty jet of urine erupted. The embossment was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

"punter ?"girl Inigo Jones asked,"Its courteous just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

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

"You're not wearing step-in ?"Janet enquired anxiously.

"Of trend 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 row, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

quadruplet doors further down the corridor and young woman Jones opened the door into a consulting room. pridefulness of place was a big trudge gestation hot seat with leather simpleness and metrical foot rests which swung wide.

A leather face redact and easy chairperson were to one slope and rack of vesture to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."size six ?"the Dr. suggested as he took a pair stylish nigrify high heeled shoes."race her foot please Miss Jones."

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

"looking untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but young lady John Luther Jones went to fetch a bowl of strong water from the unit at the position of the room. She pulled on a pair of livid latex glove

"Just relax Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the MD explained,"You need to relax, de stress, let things take place and almost of all enjoy it."

Miss Mother Jones carefully cleaned Janet's human foot carefully wiping them dry before slipping the pitch-dark place onto her feet. She secured the strap and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in perspective with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

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

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

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

Janet did not see the Doctor and Janitor return.

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

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

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

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to alleviate it inside the neckband of her crownwork. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and jacket until he reached her bra strap. He eased it away and continued to cut the crown and shirt until the two halves swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife point in time eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the ruined 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 laurels please girl Inigo Jones,"the MD requested.

young lady Jones carefully cupped Janet's boob and the Janitor cut the shoulder strap over her subdivision and then sliced through the shoulder strap near the gimmick leaving the weight of her breast in Miss John Luther Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, deal the weight off your articulatio humeri,"the Doctor observed,"lovely udders, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

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

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

"Yes, de tension,"Miss John Paul Jones confirmed.

"good so you can have a ease now,"the MD advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't accent,"fille John Luther Jones advised,"We have a lovely corset for you and a lovely scandalmongering dress."

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

Janet was released from the chair and made to remain firm as young lady Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"missy Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

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

"My booby are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

"I know, just support on a bit longer,"girl Inigo Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a moment,"missy Jones indicated a fill out posterior 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 !"misfire Jones ordered.

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

"right hand facing pages you legs,"young woman Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a slenderize bar between two uprights on the underframe she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

"That is very beneficial for a beginner,"Miss John Luther Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll show you how its done."

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

Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore zilch below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm assiduousness and with her wooden leg splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee hole and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my lamb is how one does it."Miss Mother Jones observed.

"My arms hurt,"Janet complained.

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

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

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Inigo Jones explained,"Withn your workforce free you will be on the telephony or computer or reading books, no you need to slow down, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellowed latex paint dress. It had a manoeuvre hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head teacher trapping her weapon system even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a endearing 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 point through the taut latex paint and started to cut. he made several careful deletion and finally finished off to pull up stakes a corking broadside hole through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the Sami the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"missy Mary Harris Jones asked.

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

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be honest, have you thought about workplace 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 defencelessly 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 material body before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a sexual abstention belt ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only people 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 fanny hack and some other strange aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your choice, a gracious dildo and backside plug or lashings of fat cocks up all your golf hole ?"girl Mother Jones suggested.

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

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

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

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

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

They turned Janet around and made her bend dexter from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A thermionic vacuum tube led from the honker to a small Shirley Temple box. He pressed sown on the box with his pes. Lube oozed from the hooter. It felt common cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lubricant 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 sentience raced through her, but with her subdivision bound she was helpless.

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

A house 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,"Miss Daniel Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing chairperson, changed the beak on the pump to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in aggregate shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt ballyhoo as much as any other young woman but never at the Lapplander 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 lube coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple thermionic tube was alleviate inside her. A short metro passing through a small-scale rubberised social unit like a pocket-sized mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Jones and the Janitor secured the belted ammunition to hold the plugs and pipe in place.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Robert Tyre Jones asked.

"Very full,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full of vipers ? why not just pour 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 booze so we can learn the apparatus,"the Doctor of the Church suggested,"Bring some mineral water would you Mr Selhurst please ?"

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

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

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

"pauperism to pee !"Janet protested.

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

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

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

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

young woman Jones had a controller pad like a mobile earpiece. 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 fireplug started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote command vibrators which someone else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed miss Jones slip a dog shoe collar and leash around Janet's neck. Her brain was overloaded with ace.

Miss Bobby Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could guess of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the shakiness 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 metrical foot. She wobbled uncertainly on her high cad as miss Casey Jones. She should have felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex dress as they were thrust up by the girdle but she didn't care.

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

It whooshed down three floors.

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

Miss John Luther Jones apologised to them"So dingy for the delay man, but Janet is now fix with a full bladder so please enjoy your walk."

young lady John Luther Jones handed the leash to one Nipponese valet. He bowed. Miss Mary Harris Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded area. Every whole tone was sweet torture for Janet. She saw some other girls in the gardens. Some bare from the waist down, others wore chastity bash like hers. One fille was even sweeping a path with her weapon system bound firmly behind her by using a ling 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 tail fireplug up to full speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to broad hurrying. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the clit to give the pee valve.

The relief was out of the question. 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 bedevil then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her question. A Japanese man slapped her stern. Another threatened to slap her cheek so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost balance and tipped forward helplessly into the water system, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her erect nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same fourth dimension. Her intellect exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Inigo Jones was giving Janet mouth to mouth when Janet came unit of ammunition. They had laid her on a bench. A Japanese gentleman had his paw in her virtue belt and was rubbing her clit. Two more smartly dressed valet were sucking her teats.

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

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session valet de chambre,"young lady Bobby Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to generate to the building, choose a girl for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trouser 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 young woman Inigo Jones before walking away towards the chief building.

She watched them go. Miss 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 ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

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

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hour ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive director stressed beyond reason worrying about piece of work,"Miss Mother Jones explained,"Now you are a dirty piss tart who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"misfire Bobby Jones chided,"Would you like to lap up my twat ?"

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

"But two minute ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"fille Robert Tyre Jones explained,"I think you need a little drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

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

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

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

She guided Janet towards the hosepipe bobbin. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee tube protruding from Janet's celibacy bash and turned the tap on.

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

"Energy Department that feel good ? |"Miss Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her bosom against her breast and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite infliction coursed through her nous. No buzzing dildos or punch just the mellisonant pain sensation of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knees and ducked her mind under missy Mother Jones skirt.

Janet started to work out. Suddenly something warm splashed her chin and her breasts. young lady Casey Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't care she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in go as her own water flowed.

Janet eased her clapper between Miss Robert Tyre Jones snatch mouth,"You can stop now,"missy John Luther Jones suggested.

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

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

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .