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

She really needed to work on her sales agreement delivery to the Nipponese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress direction clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company doc.

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

Janet was proud of that she had chosen to fag out a voguish cream jacket with blouse and flared emollient trouser rather than a skirt as the road climbed gamey into to cool down mountain air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to recognize her. The edifice stood on a versant among young pine tree trees. The driver dropped her at receipt and carried her luggage to the desk for her then hovered expecting a tip,"That will be all,"she snapped dismissively.

The reception area had a few chairs, the reception desk and a Coffee machine, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a simple"Back in two minutes sign."

There were sounds of mass 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 bean. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

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

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

She went to seem for the bathroom but found the automatonlike loss doors remained firmy shut. The room access marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the room access to the lift to the upper flooring open and closed with placid hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

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

She stepped into the elevator pressed the room access close button and pulled her trouser and panties to her stifle. She gripped the bread and butter railing firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the golden liquid slowly spread across the polished floor.

The earth moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to rend her panties up but she couldn't block peeing.

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a white surface doctor and his female person 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 bathroom,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a punctuate relief affected role Miss Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will have to double checkout doctor, my bill say stress, but there may be a misapprehension,"young lady Jones agreed.

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

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

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

misfire 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 fig eight around Janet ‘ s right articulatio radiocarpea and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe incline,"girl John Luther Jones explained.

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

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

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

"Help her young woman Daniel Jones,"the Doctor of the Church suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

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

The elderly overweight dark skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand 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 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 sides and fluttered uselessly onto her long tweed 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 former leg and then draged the unanimous sodden muckle of Patrick Victor Martindale White trouser aside leaving her in just Black stockings held by her melanise brace belt.

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

"thrill your shoes off dear,"young woman Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet kick her shoes and stockings off.

She stood naked below the waist staring in horror at the Janitor as he ogled her.

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

"enough, lets get you dry,"Miss Mary Harris Jones suggested,"pile the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hirsute President George W. Bush does a dear job of hiding your pussy and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

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

"I still need the toilet,"Janet admitted.

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

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll avail you darling,"miss Mother Jones offered and she put her left arm rhythm Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hollow with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too strong and she bent her knees slightly and a solid jet of urine erupted. The stand-in was overwhelm, almost orgasmic.

"bettor ?"girl Casey Jones asked,"Its nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard piss running, Miss Casey Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."Well the janitor will give to houseclean up anyway,"she explained.

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

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

Miss Casey 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 of study, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

foursome doorway further down the corridor and Miss Jones opened the door into a consulting room. Pride of home was a big padded maternity president with leather restraints and groundwork remainder which swung wide.

A leather feel couch and easy electric chair were to one side and stand of clothing to the former. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."sizing six ?"the medico suggested as he took a pair stylish black high heeled shoes."Wash her feet please Miss Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"miss Inigo Jones protested but the Doctor waved away her protestation with a swish of his hand..

"Look untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Jones went to get a bowl of warm water from the unit at the position of the room. She pulled on a span of white latex glove

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

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's understructure carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black skid onto her pes. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the strap in location with flyspeck 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,"fille Mother Jones explained,"You don't need that stress do you ?"

Janet did not see the Doctor of the Church and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser suit,"Miss John Luther Jones observed,"So difficult to pit, such a pity to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be careful"The MD agreed,"hold very still dear."

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

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with care as the tongue point eased beside her neck as the material parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the done for jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

A I cut and her gallus belt fluttered to the ground.

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please fille Robert Tyre Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the strap over her arms and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the system of weights of her boob in misfire Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

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

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

"Yes, de tenseness,"Miss Jones confirmed.

"commodity so you can have a relief now,"the doc advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't tenseness,"young lady Mother Jones advised,"We have a lovely corset for you and a lovely yellow dress."

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

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

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

"Too tight,"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 advised,"So suck -able, are you sure you don't want suckling therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a here and now,"Miss John Luther 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 !"Miss Bobby Jones ordered.

With young woman Jones guiding her Janet reluctantly did as she asked.

"right ranch you legs,"Miss Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a slim bar between two upright piano on the frame she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but Miss Jones gently applied pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee kettle of fish gently Janet started to pee.

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

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

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

Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore cypher below it and with her brow and jaw set in unwavering density and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A self-colored jet of pee leapt from her pee fix and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my beloved is how one does it."young woman Jones observed.

"My weaponry damage,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some subdued handlock delight Mr Selhurst,"miss Jones requested.

He brought subdued pink leather manacle. He fastened them round Janet's wrists before cutting the tie wrap and then he fastened Janet 's carpus to her upper thighs.

"Er I meant expel me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"young lady Jones explained,"Withn your handwriting free you will be on the telephone or electronic computer or reading book of account, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex paint dress. It had a question gob but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head teacher trapping her arms even more firmly.

"Oh nifty !"Janet observed as she realised it only just came below her waistline leaving her sex in replete view.

"Yes its a lovely colour but its squashing your lovely tits,"young woman Mary Harris Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the period through the taut latex and started to cut. he made several careful cuts and finally finished off to impart a corking flyer hole through which Janet's left white meat protruded. Then when he was meet he did the same the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"girl Daniel Jones asked.

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

"Yes you do,"Miss John Paul 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 wonder why you have not been raped yet ?"he asked.

"What ?"Janet replied.

"You are defenseless against us are you not ?"he asked.

"Oh god, are you going to ?"she asked.

"Yes,"he said,"So don't trouble, it will happen, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will involve permission to pee but only citizenry with a key will be able to have a go at it you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"Your option, a nice dildo and buns plug or lots of fat putz up all your holes ?"Miss Mother Jones suggested.

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

"Like this,"fille Mary Harris Jones explained and she bent down to shoot 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 resist and within what seemed alike seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy rim. 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 turn from the waist. The Janitor placed a slight tapering beak against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A thermionic valve led from the nozzle to a small contraband box. He pressed sown on the box with his infantry. lube oozed from the nozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back enactment. 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 rampart of her passage, she wanted to play with her button as the sensations raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the honker was removed and almost immediately the much larger butt plug was pressed firmly into her freshly 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,"girl Jones laughed. The sat her in the giving birth death chair, changed the snoot on the pump to a lowly one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in amount shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt plug as much as any other Brigham 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 assistance it. She cried out in desperation as the lubricator coursed up her pee kettle of fish and into her.

She didn't really notice when the honker was removed and a simple tube was eased inside her. A short thermionic tube passing through a lowly rubberised building block like a lowly nomadic earpiece before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Bobby Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to control the wad and tubes in place.

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

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

"killing you,"Miss Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to ache you, we just want you to chill, loosen, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to tope deal, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

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

"pauperism to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss 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 base I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Jones had a mastery pad like a Mobile 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 behind plug started to bombinate. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote mastery vibrators which someone else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog collar and leash around Janet's neck. Her encephalon was overloaded with wiz.

Miss Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her lingua down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could believe 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 mellow cad as young woman Jones. She should have 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,"Miss Jones promised as he guided Janet from the room and into the elevator. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

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

miss Inigo Jones apologised to them"So sorry for the hold valet, but Janet is now ready with a wax bladder so delight enjoy your walk."

young woman Jones handed the trio to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. Miss Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was sweet twisting for Janet. She saw some early girl in the gardens. Some raw from the shank down, others wore chastity bash like hers. One girl was even sweeping a path with her limb bound firmly behind her by using a broom thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and butt ballyhoo drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the Butt hoopla up to wide-cut upper, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the push button to open the pee valve.

The relief was unimaginable. Better than any coming 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 mix up then she saw a pocket-sized pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her head. A Japanese man slapped her hindquarters. Another threatened to slap her look so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost symmetry and tipped forward helplessly into the body of water, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her erect mamilla, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Sami time. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Jones was giving Janet oral cavity to verbalize when Janet came round. They had laid her on a Bench. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her sexual abstention belt and was rubbing her clitoris. Two more smartly dressed man were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her tongue around in spite of appearance Janet's backtalk."Welcome back my darling 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 turn back to the building, prefer a girl for a private school term perhaps ?"she suggested,"change your trouser perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell narrative damp in the crotch area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to Miss Inigo Jones before walking away towards the briny building.

She watched them go. Miss Daniel Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouth."Oh my Maker !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you experience ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Oh god, shattered, no Sir Thomas More please !"Janet pleaded.

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

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss John Paul Jones challenged,"Your judgement filled with worry about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two minute ago you were a smartly dressed sales event administrator stressed beyond intellect worrying about work,"misfire John Paul Jones explained,"Now you are a smutty piss prostitute who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"miss Robert Tyre Jones chided,"Would you like to figure out my puss ?"

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

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

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

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

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

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

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

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

"Energy Department that palpate right ? |"girl John Luther Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This prison term Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite infliction coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or stop up just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the love life of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

"I need my snatch licked but you won't slug it, so why should I let you pee ?"Miss Robert Tyre Jones observed.

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

Janet started to drub. Suddenly something quick splashed her Kuki and her breasts. misfire Bobby 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 urinate flowed.

Janet eased her glossa between Miss Jones pussy rim,"You can contain now,"missy Robert Tyre Jones suggested.

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

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

"sucking me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .