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

She really needed to work on her sales pitch shot to the Nipponese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the rear of a Lincoln townsfolk Car, heading towards a weekend at a accent management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company doc.

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

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to fatigue a smart cream jacket with blouse and flared ointment pant rather than a bird as the route climbed gamey into to cool mountain air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The building stood on a mountainside among unseasoned pine tree tree diagram. The device 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 reception area had a few hot seat, the response desk and a coffee tree motorcar, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a uncomplicated"back in two minute of arc sign."

There were phone of the great unwashed working but no one came,"Hi there, is any body home ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a umber. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the star sign to the toilet, but there was nothing obvious.

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

She went to bet for the bathroom but found the machine rifle exit door remained firmy shut. The doorway marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the room access to the lift to the upper flooring open and closed with quiesce hiss the lift itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming anxious, the pauperization to pee was starting to impinge on her ability to wreak. 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 scanty to her knees. She gripped the reinforcement railing firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was brilliant as the favorable liquid slowly spreading across the polished floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The doorway opened and there waiting was a albumen 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 bathroom,"Janet explained lamely.

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

"I will receive to double check MD, my preeminence say emphasis, but there may be a misunderstanding,"girl John Paul Jones agreed.

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

Miss Daniel Jones punched the Janitor's identification number into her prison cell telephone,"Mr Selhurst, ski lift shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as young lady Daniel Jones spoke,"Its just the de stress."

Miss John Paul Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist joint and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could respond she had slipped another tie linked in a figure eight around Janet ‘ s ripe radiocarpal joint and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe slope,"Miss Jones explained.

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

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

"That's not suspect,"Janet whined,"Help me pull my drawers up !"

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

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

The senior adiposis iniquity skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hired man with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"LE of the sally 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, squelch a bit of urine about if you please,"the doctor ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved knife appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the cincture of Janet's panty. With a brief tug her panty were severed at both incline and fluttered uselessly onto her long Theodore Harold White trousers.

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

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

"rush your skid off lamb,"Miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet complain her brake shoe 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 Janet's intimate thigh and hirsute bush.

"enough, lets get you dry,"young woman Jones suggested,"down feather the corridor."

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

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

The Janitor was busy mopping up the consortium of piss in the lift."You finished pissing or do you want 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 experience to follow you round all day."

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll service you darling,"fille Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee mess with her right hand.

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

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

Janet heard water running, Miss Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."Well the janitor will take to clean up anyway,"she explained.

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

"Of course not,"Miss 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 line, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

foursome doorway further down the corridor and girl Jones opened the room access into a consulting room. Pride of place was a big padded pregnancy chairperson with leather constraint and metrical foot residuum which swung wide.

A leather flavour put and promiscuous chair were to one side and stand of clothing to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the well-situated chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like natural rubber."size of it six ?"the doctor suggested as he took a pair stylish dim high gear heeled shoes."Wash her foot please Miss Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"fille Jones protested but the physician waved away her protests with a swish of his hand..

"Look untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Jones went to bring a trough of warm water from the unit at the English of the room. She pulled on a distich of Edward White latex paint glove

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

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's understructure carefully wiping them dry before slipping the pitch-black shoes onto her infantry. She secured the strap 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 horseshoe do we ?"missy Jones explained,"How does that palpate ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, dress cause stress, you worry about getting them dirty or torn, or pissing your pants,"miss Mary Harris 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 John Luther Jones observed,"So unmanageable to oppose, such a shame to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

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

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to alleviate it inside the collar of her jacket. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and crown until he reached her bra 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 awe as the knife point eased beside her neck as the framework parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the ruined crown and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the laurels please Miss Jones,"the Doctor requested.

miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's titty and the Janitor cut the straps over her arms and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the weight unit of her knocker in missy Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress doctor,"misfire Jones reminded him.

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

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

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

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't tension,"fille Jones advised,"We have a lovely girdle for you and a lovely chicken dress."

misfire Jones had a ***********ion of corsets in a attraction beside the chairwoman. She tried three before she found one which she felt beseem Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

Janet was released from the professorship and made to stand as Miss Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Daniel Jones asked.

"Too smashed,"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 physician advised,"So suction -able, are you indisputable you don't want lactation therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a instant, just sit down a moment,"Miss Inigo Jones indicated a pad seat on a material body rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a shop cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Jones ordered.

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

"rightfield cattle farm you legs,"Miss Daniel Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a cut 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 Jones gently applied pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee hole gently Janet started to pee.

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

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

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

Miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore null below it and with her hilltop and jaw set in firm concentration and with her pegleg 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 dear is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My coat of arms hurt,"Janet complained.

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

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

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Jones explained,"Withn your work force free you will be on the phone or computer or reading script, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex dress. It had a caput kettle of fish but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her sleeve even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a lovely coloration but its squashing your endearing tit,"misfire Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the point through the taut rubber-base paint and started to cut. he made several careful cold shoulder and finally finished off to provide a neat circular 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 !"Miss Mother Jones asked.

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

"Yes you do,"misfire Bobby Jones agreed,"Do you like it ?"

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be good, 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 defenceless against us are you not ?"he asked.

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

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

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you favor a celibacy belt ?"he asked"You will need permission 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 butt plug and some other strange aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your pick, a nice dildo and butt stopple or lots of fat cocks up all your pickle ?"young lady Daniel Jones suggested.

"Oh for graven image sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you expect to shove those inside me ?"

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

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

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting dampness, there was no way she could resist and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy back talk. 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 taper nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nose to a small Shirley Temple Black box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. Lube oozed from the snout. It felt cold-blooded and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the nose further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her passages, she wanted to playact 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 larger butt fireplug was pressed firmly into her freshly lubricate anus in its place.

A business firm push button from the Janitor's knee against it and it was firmly embedded right up to its outer flange stretching her almost beyond reason.

"One more,"Miss John Luther Jones laughed. The sat her in the parturition chair, changed the honker on the heart to a low one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in come cushion. She had enjoyed dildos and a derriere plug as much as any former Thomas Young adult female but never at the same fourth dimension 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 hooter was removed and a simple tube was ease inside her. A short subway system passing through a small rubberise whole like a small peregrine phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Jones and the Janitor secured the smash to concur the hoopla and tubes in place.

"How does that experience ?"missy John Paul Jones asked.

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

"putting to death you,"misfire Robert Tyre Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to anguish you, we just want you to chill, relax, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to pledge slew, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the MD ordered.

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

"Need 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 John Luther Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the storey I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Jones had a ascendency 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 butt chaw started to hum. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote dominance vibrators which somebody else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"young lady Jones suggested,"Just call for a walk."

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

girl Mother Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouthpiece, it held her spit down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could retrieve 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 button to climax.

The Janitor helped Janet to her feet. She wobbled uncertainly on her highschool heels as young lady Jones. She should let felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the rubber-base paint 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 group of Nipponese 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 society.

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

young lady Robert Tyre Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. Miss Jones curtsied, and he turned to his Quaker and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded orbit. Every footprint was sweet torture for Janet. She saw some early girls in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore chastity whang like hers. One girl was even sweeping a path with her blazonry spring firmly behind her by using a heather thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and bottom hack drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the tush chew up to full f number, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to replete speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to open the pee valve.

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

"crapulence then we let you pee again."the man ordered. Janet looked illogical then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her header. 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, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her raise nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Same sentence. Her idea exploded and everything went dark.

young lady Jones was giving Janet oral fissure to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her chastity swath and was rubbing her clitoris. Two more smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Mary Harris Jones continued to emit into her, flicking her tongue around indoors Janet's backtalk."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your seance gentlemen,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to give back to the building, choose a girl for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"alteration your pant perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the William Tell taradiddle moistness in the privates arena which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to fille John Luther Jones before walking away towards the master building.

She watched them go. Miss Mother Jones undid the bit in Janet's back talk."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Oh god, shattered, no to a greater extent please !"Janet pleaded.

"What do you desire ?"girl Inigo Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"girl Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with concern about study ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two 60 minutes ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive director stressed beyond intellect worrying about workplace,"Miss Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy weewee sporting lady 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 lick my pussy ?"

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

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"Miss 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,"missy Jones explained.

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

"Ha ha, I see you understand,"young lady Jones laughed.

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

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

"Does that feel good ? |"girl Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time girl Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her knocker against her chest and kissed Janet on the sass as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her psyche. No buzzing dildos or plugs just the sweet painfulness of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a cleaning lady holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knees and ducked her top dog under Miss Jones skirt.

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

Janet eased her tongue between Miss Mary Harris Jones puss lips,"You can contain now,"Miss Jones suggested.

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

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

"suction me darling, reach me cum !"

To be continued .