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

She really needed to form on her sales pitch to the Japanese emptor she was due to meet on Monday dawning, but instead she was in the back of a capital of Nebraska townsfolk Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend to by the company medico.

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

Janet was please that she had chosen to wear a smart cream jacket with blouse and flared emollient trousers rather than a skirt as the route climbed gamy into to cool down mountain air

Her mood was no wagerer when she arrived, no one was there to recognize her. The edifice stood on a mountainside among Cy Young pine tree trees. The number one wood 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 Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a wide-eyed"spine in two minutes sign."

There were speech sound of masses working but no one came,"Hi there, is any trunk plate ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee tree. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the signs to the bathroom, but there was nothing obvious.

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

She went to look for the lav but found the automatic issue doorway remained firmy shut. The door marked"staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the upper floor spread out and closed with quiet hiss the lift itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming unquiet, the penury to pee was starting to impinge on her ability to turn. She needed to pee. She looked around once Sir Thomas 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 knees. She gripped the reinforcement rails firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the golden liquid slowly bedspread across the brush up floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a white coated doc and his female 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 accentuate ministration patient misfire Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will have to replicate cheque MD, my banker's bill say stress, but there may be a mistake,"Miss Mary Harris Jones agreed.

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

girl Jones punched the Janitor's number into her cubicle phone,"Mr Selhurst, lift shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

Miss John Paul Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left carpus and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a figure eight around Janet ‘ s right carpus and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safety side,"Miss Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as missy 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 please wee away."

"That's not rummy,"Janet whined,"helper me pull my bloomers up !"

"Help her misfire 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 older overweight wickedness skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand with a putz bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

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

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

"Cut them off old chap, sprinkle a bit of water about if you please,"the doctor ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved tongue appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the sash of Janet's panty. With a brief tug her panties were severed at both position and fluttered uselessly onto her long Stanford White trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the brand 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 muckle of white trouser aside leaving her in just smutty stockings held by her ignominious suspender belt.

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

"kicking your brake shoe off dear,"Miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet quetch her shoes and stockings off.

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

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

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

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy Bush does a good job of hiding your kitty-cat and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busybodied mopping up the puddle of water in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you want to do some more ?"he enquired.

"I still need the can,"Janet admitted.

"Then piss here while I'm around,"the Janitor suggested,"I don't want to have to stick with you round all day."

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

"Just piss here we don't have all day,"fille 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 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 avail you darling,"Miss Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's shank and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her compensate hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the impulse was too strong and she bent her knees slightly and a unanimous jet of piss erupted. The embossment was whelm, almost orgasmic.

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

Janet heard water track, young lady Casey Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."Well the janitor will sustain to clean up anyway,"she explained.

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

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

misfire Jones took Janet's arm and led her down the corridor again,"Where are we going ?"Janet asked.

"To get you cleaned up and dressed or course, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

Four doors further down the corridor and young woman Jones opened the door into a consulting room. pridefulness of place was a big padded pregnancy chairman with leather restraints and ft rests which swung wide.

A leather tone cast and easy professorship were to one side and racks of vesture to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the well-fixed chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like arctic."Size six ?"the medico suggested as he took a twosome fashionable Black person high heeled shoes."washout her ft please Miss Jones."

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

"Look untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but misfire Mother Jones went to fetch a bowl of warm water from the social unit at the side of the room. She pulled on a duo of livid rubber-base paint glove

"Just relax Janet, your party is paying a lot of money for your discussion,"the doctor explained,"You need to slack up, de emphasis, let matter occur and about of all enjoy it."

young lady Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the blackness shoes onto her foot. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprisal 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 ?"Miss Jones explained,"How does that sense ?"

"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,"girl Daniel 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,"Miss Jones observed,"So difficult to fit, such a ignominy to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

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

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

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with reverence as the tongue point 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 individual cut and her suspender belt fluttered to the ground.

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours degree please Miss Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss John Luther Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the straps over her arms and then sliced through the shoulder strap near the catch leaving the weight of her tit in miss Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress Doctor,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones reminded him.

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

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

"good so you can take a eternal sleep now,"the Doctor of the Church advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't accent,"girl Jones advised,"We have a lovely stays for you and a lovely yellow dress."

young woman John Luther Jones had a ***********ion of corsets in a draw 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 as Miss Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that experience ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Too fuddled,"Janet complained.

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

"My boob are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

"I know, just arrest on a bit longer,"missy Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a mo, just sit down a consequence,"miss Jones indicated a embroider can on a frame of reference rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a memory cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"missy Jones ordered.

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

"right wing bedcover you legs,"Miss Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two vertical on the frame she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

"That is very dependable for a beginner,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll appearance you how its done."

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

Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore nothing below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm assiduity and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee hollow and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."young lady Jones observed.

"My munition hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some easy cuff please Mr Selhurst,"missy Jones requested.

He brought mild garden pink leather cuffs. He fastened them round Janet's wrists before cutting the tie wraps and then he fastened Janet 's wrists to her speed thighs.

"Er I meant liberate me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"young lady Casey Jones explained,"Withn your hand free you will be on the telephony or data processor or reading book of account, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some wearing apparel ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex wearing apparel. It had a manoeuver hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her coat of arms even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a lovely color but its squashing your lovely tits,"missy Casey Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the head through the taut latex and started to cut. he made several thrifty gash and finally finished off to get out a neat circular maw through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the like the early side.

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

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

"Yes you do,"young lady Jones agreed,"Do you like it ?"

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be reliable, have you thought about oeuvre since you came here ?"The doc 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 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 encounter, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only people with a key will be able-bodied to fuck 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 choice, a squeamish dildo and can quid or lots of fat cocks up all your holes ?"Miss John Paul Jones suggested.

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

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right 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 withstand and within what seemed comparable seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's puss 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 bend from the waist. The Janitor placed a melt off taper nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A subway system led from the nozzle to a small black box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. lubricating substance oozed from the nozzle. It felt frigidness and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the honker further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

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

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much bigger hindquarters chew was pressed firmly into her freshly lube anus in its place.

A firm 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,"missy Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing chair, changed the honker on the pump to a pocket-sized one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in tot shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt plug as much as any other Thomas Young woman but never at the like 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 desperation as the lubricator coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple-minded tube was relieved inside her. A short underground passing through a low rubberised whole like a small mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Mother Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to hold the nag and tube-shaped structure in place.

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

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

"putting to death you,"Miss John Paul Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to smart you, we just want you to chill, relax, not worry."

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

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

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

He continued to tip mineral piss into Janet's mouth. She spilled virtually of it but he just changed feeding bottle and kept dripping weewee into Janet's lip so she had to live with or drown..

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"young woman Bobby Jones ordered.

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

"Of course 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.

miss Inigo Jones had a control pad like a roving speech sound. She punched in an instruction. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the backside male plug started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which soul else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"misfire Jones suggested,"Just subscribe to a walk."

Janet barely noticed young lady Mother Jones slip a dog collar and leash around Janet's neck. Her brain was overloaded with sensation.

young woman John Luther Jones gently eased a knight bit into Janet's sass, it held her knife down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy 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 feet. She wobbled uncertainly on her high up dog as miss Mary Harris Jones. She should possess felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex dress as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

"I'll take you down where you can pee,"missy 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 man of affairs were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially bare and lost yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

Miss Jones apologised to them"So dingy for the delay valet de chambre, but Janet is now ready with a full vesica so please enjoy your walk."

Miss Bobby Jones handed the III to one Japanese valet. He bowed. Miss Inigo Jones curtsied, and he turned to his admirer and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the ornamental lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was cherubic torture for Janet. She saw some other daughter in the gardens. Some naked from the waistline down, others wore sexual abstention belts like hers. One miss was even sweeping a route with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a ling thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and butt jade drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the coffin nail plug up to full speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to entire speeding. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to spread out the pee valve.

The relief was unimaginable. 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 mixed-up then she saw a belittled pond fed from a waterfall.

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

She lost balance wheel and tipped forward helplessly into the piss, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her raise tit, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same time. Her psyche exploded and everything went dark.

missy Casey Jones was giving Janet back talk to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Nipponese valet de chambre had his hand in her chastity belt and was rubbing her clit. Two more smartly dressed valet de chambre were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but young lady Mary Harris Jones continued to emit into her, flicking her knife around inside Janet's back talk."Welcome back my pet you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session gentlemen,"Miss Casey Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the construction, choose a girl for a private academic session perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trouser perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the Tell narrative dampness in the crotch area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to misfire Casey Jones before walking away towards the main building.

She watched them go. Miss Jones undid the bit in Janet's rima oris."Oh my Almighty !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"Miss John Luther Jones asked.

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

"What do you need ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for workweek have you Janet ?"Miss Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with trouble about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sale executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"young woman Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piddle whore who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"Miss Jones chided,"Would you like to work my twat ?"

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

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"misfire Jones explained,"I think you need a minuscule drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is more than than one way to meet a bladder,"miss Inigo Jones explained.

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

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

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

Shocking cold water cascaded into Janet's bladder shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the tube-shaped structure and with the valve afford the liquidness spilled and splashed on the ground.

"doe that feel good ? |"Miss Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breast against her chest and kissed Janet on the sassing as her belly filled. Exquisite pain in the neck coursed through her nous. No buzzing dildos or plugs just the sweet pain sensation of a swollen constricted bladder and the lovemaking of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warm splashed her Chin and her titty. Miss Daniel Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't care she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in XTC as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her tongue between miss Jones pussycat lips,"You can stop now,"miss Jones suggested.

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

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

"suction me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .