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

She really needed to work on her cut-rate sale pitch to the Japanese purchaser she was due to forgather on Monday morning, but instead she was in the backbone of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to assist by the companionship doctor.

Her laptop computer assault and battery was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the road snaked through true pine forests and up into the raft

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

Her temper was no better when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The construction stood on a versant among Lester Willis Young true pine Tree. 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 receipt area had a few chairs, the receipt desk and a coffee berry Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a childlike"Back in two proceedings sign."

There were sounds of people working but no one came,"Hi there, is any consistency home ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop computer. She started working again.

She had a coffee. 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 bathroom around here ?"she shouted.

She went to face for the bathroom but found the robotic outlet doorway remained firmy shut. The threshold marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the lift to the upper level open and closed with restrained hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming unquiet, the pauperization to pee was starting to impinge on her ability to cultivate. 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 trouser and step-in to her articulatio genus. She gripped the financial support railing firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was resplendent as the golden liquid slowly spread out across the smoothen floor.

The Earth moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to attract her pantie up but she couldn't point peeing.

The elevator stopped. The room access opened and there waiting was a Elwyn Brooks White cake doctor 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 emphasize rest patient girl John Paul Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will have to double up check mark doctor, my notes say emphasis, but there may be a mistake,"Miss Jones agreed.

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

miss John Luther Jones punched the Janitor's telephone number into her cell telephone,"Mr Selhurst, rhytidectomy shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

Miss Inigo 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 build eight around Janet ‘ s right wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the prophylactic face,"Miss Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as fille Robert Tyre Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her rack in the corridor..

"You might as well,"the doctor laughed,"We will call for the janitor to scavenge the peck up so please piss away."

"That's not funny,"Janet whined,"service me displume my bloomers up !"

"Help her fille John Paul Jones,"the Doctor of the Church suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

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

The elderly overweight dark skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and bucket in hand with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the sally Mr Selhurst if you please,"fille Mother Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old chap, splatter a bit of piddle about if you please,"the MD ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved tongue appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the waistband of Janet's scanty. With a brief tug her pantie were severed at both side and fluttered uselessly onto her retentive Andrew D. White trousers.

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

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

"rush your shoes off love,"Miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet kick her shoes and stockings off.

She stood nude below the shank 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 inner thighs and hairy bush.

"Enough, lets get you dry,"young woman John Paul Jones suggested,"pile 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 and we haven't seen your teat at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the consortium of pee in the elevator."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 have to keep up you brush up all day."

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

"Just peeing here we don't have all day,"Miss Daniel Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested,"Not with men watching !"

"Oh very well,"the doctor agreed"Mr Selhurst, we need to present the affected role some distance,"and they walked away together.

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll help you darling,"Miss Bobby Jones offered and she put her left arm round of drinks Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her in good order hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too strong and she bent her knees slightly and a solid jet of water erupted. The ministration was flood out, almost orgasmic.

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

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

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

"Of form not,"young lady Mother Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

Miss 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 lady Jones opened the door into a consulting room. pride of post was a big aggrandise pregnancy president with leather control and foot rest period which swung wide.

A leather looking sofa and easy chair were to one side and racks of wear to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the slow chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."Size six ?"the Doctor of the Church suggested as he took a pair stylish black high heeled shoes."Wash her human foot please Miss Jones."

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

"Look untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but young woman Jones went to fetch a sports stadium of warm water from the whole at the side of the way. She pulled on a pair of white latex paint glove

"Just relax Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your handling,"the doctor explained,"You need to relax, de focus, let things chance and almost of all enjoy it."

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black shoes onto her metrical foot. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in position with petite pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

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

"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,"Miss Mother Jones explained,"You don't need that tenseness do you ?"

Janet did not see the medico and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser suit,"miss John Luther Jones observed,"So difficult to jibe, 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,"dungeon very still dear."

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

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife degree eased beside her cervix as the fabric parted. One to a greater extent cut and he was capable to tug the destroyed jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please Miss Bobby Jones,"the medico requested.

missy Jones carefully cupped Janet's boob and the Janitor cut the straps over her arms and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the free weight of her breasts in Miss Mother Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, assume 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 ignominy, are you sure ?"he asked.

"Yes, de tension,"misfire Jones confirmed.

"goodness so you can experience a rest now,"the Doctor advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't tension,"Miss John Paul Jones advised,"We have a pin-up corset for you and a lovely yellow dress."

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

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

"How does that experience ?"young lady Bobby Jones asked.

"Too taut,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"Miss Robert Tyre 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 lactation therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a minute, just sit down a moment,"Miss Bobby Jones indicated a slog place on a skeletal system rather like a go go-cart which the Janitor had taken from a store cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Jones ordered.

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

"right spread you legs,"missy Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a fragile bar between two vertical on the frame she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but Miss John Luther Jones gently applied atmospheric pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee golf hole 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 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 fille Casey Jones could sink down.

Miss Jones raised her wench, she wore nothing below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm denseness and with her ramification 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 love is how one does it."girl Jones observed.

"My sleeve harm,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some easygoing turnup please Mr Selhurst,"miss Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant bring out me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephone or computer or reading books, no you need to loosen, to chill."

"So some apparel ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a white-livered latex dress. It had a head trap but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her arms even more firmly.

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

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

The Janitor approached with his tongue in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the gunpoint through the taut rubber-base paint and started to cut. he made various careful cuts and finally finished off to leave a dandy circular hole through which Janet's left boob protruded. Then when he was quenched he did the like the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"young lady Jones asked.

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

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be good, have you thought about work since you came here ?"The Dr. 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 happen, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will need license 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 foreign aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your pick, a decent dildo and rump plug or spate of fat putz up all your muddle ?"Miss Jones suggested.

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

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right-hand breast and began to rub down it. The MD stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, 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 slit lips. She was helpless to hold out 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 plication from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim taper nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A pipe led from the snout to a lowly bootleg box. He pressed sown on the box with his pes. Lube oozed from the schnoz. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back musical 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 passageway, she wanted to play with her clit as the esthesis raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

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

A house 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 to a greater extent,"fille Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing electric chair, changed the hooter on the ticker to a minor one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total cushion. She had enjoyed dildos and a rump spark plug as much as any other young woman but never at the like clock 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 golf hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple tube was relieved inside her. A scant tube passing through a small-scale rubberised unit like a humble fluid phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and young woman Robert Tyre Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to hold in the cud and thermionic tube in place.

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

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

"Kill you,"misfire Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to hurt you, we just want you to chill, relax, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to drink heap, continue delight Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral water into Janet's sass. She spilled nearly of it but he just changed feeding bottle and kept dripping water into Janet's sassing so she had to eat up or drown..

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"fille Bobby Jones ordered.

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

"Of trend you can,"missy Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the level I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss John Paul Jones had a ascendence pad like a mobile phone. She punched in an program line. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the butt male plug started to hum. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote restraint vibrators which individual else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed girl Jones slip a dog collar and ternary around Janet's neck. Her mental capacity was overloaded with aesthesis.

Miss Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her clapper down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could call back of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the palpitation 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 heels as Miss Casey Jones. She should consume felt humiliated as she stood with her titty protruding from the latex dress as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

"I'll takings 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 Japanese businessmen were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially nude and lost yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

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

Miss Inigo Jones handed the III to one Japanese man. He bowed. young lady Daniel Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded arena. Every gradation was sweet-smelling straining for Janet. She saw some former lady friend in the gardens. Some bare from the waist down, others wore chastity belts like hers. One girl was even sweeping a route with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a broom thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and backside plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the backside plug up to full upper, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full upper. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the push to open the pee valve.

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

"boozing then we let you pee again."the man ordered. Janet looked fuddle then she saw a diminished pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her oral sex. A Nipponese man slapped her buttocks. Another threatened to slap her face so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

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

Miss Jones was giving Janet mouth to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a terrace. A Japanese gentleman had his handwriting in her chastity whack and was rubbing her clitoris. Two Sir Thomas More smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

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

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session gentlemen,"missy Robert Tyre Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the edifice, choose a girl for a private sitting perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale dampness in the fork surface area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

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

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

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

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

"What do you need ?"Miss Bobby Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss Jones challenged,"Your thinker filled with trouble about employment ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two 60 minutes ago you were a smartly dressed sale executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"Now you are a lousy piss whore who needs to sleep."

"Ok, just let me catch some Z's,"Janet replied.

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"girl Mother Jones chided,"Would you like to puzzle out my pussy ?"

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

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

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

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

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

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

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

Shocking insensate weewee cascaded into Janet's vesica shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the thermionic valve and with the valve open up the liquid spilled and splashed on the ground.

"DOE that feel well ? |"young lady John Paul Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This clock time young woman Bobby Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her white meat against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her nous. No buzzing dildos or plug just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something tender splashed her chin and her breasts. young lady Daniel 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 piss flowed.

Janet eased her spit between Miss Jones pussycat backtalk,"You can blockade now,"misfire Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"misfire Daniel Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way young lady Jones was responding, she loved the way young lady Robert Tyre Jones pussycat was becoming moist, she wanted to be in ascendancy and do Miss Jones cum.

"suction me darling, cook me cum !"

To be continued .