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

She really needed to work on her sales pitch to the Nipponese buyers she was due to conform to on Monday dayspring, but instead she was in the back of a capital of Nebraska Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a try management clinic she had been ordered to advert by the company physician.

Her laptop computer battery was dying as she tried to get her introduction completed as the road snaked through pine forests and up into the mountains

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to fall apart a smart pick jacket with blouse and flared cream trousers rather than a annulus as the road climbed high into to cool off wad air

Her mood was no advantageously when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The building stood on a mountainside among young pine Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. 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 reception area had a few chair, the reception desk and a chocolate motorcar, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a unproblematic"Back in two minutes sign."

There were audio of people 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. Did some more work.

"Hey where the snake pit is everyone,"she shouted.

No reply.

She looked for the preindication to the can, but there was zip obvious.

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

She went to bet for the lavatory but found the automatic exit doors remained firmy shut. The door marked"stave only"also seemed to be locked and while the threshold to the elevator to the upper floor open and closed with quiet hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

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

She stepped into the elevator pressed the doorway close button and pulled her trousers and step-in to her stifle. She gripped the support rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was brilliant as the gilded liquidness slowly spread across the svelte floor.

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

The lift stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a Theodore Harold White coated Doctor of the Church and his female assistant.

"What on terra firma !"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 try relief affected role girl Inigo Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will experience to duplicate check doctor, my billet say stress, but there may be a fault,"fille Robert Tyre Jones agreed.

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

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

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

Miss John Luther Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a figure of speech eight around Janet ‘ s justly wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"Miss Daniel Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as girl Mother Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her point of view in the corridor..

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

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

"supporter her Miss John Luther Jones,"the medico suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

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

The elderly adiposis darkness skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in manus with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the wisecrack Mr Selhurst if you please,"Miss Mary Harris Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old chap, squelch a bit of body 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 cincture of Janet's panties. With a abbreviated tug her panty were severed at both English and fluttered uselessly onto her long Edward White trousers.

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

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

"Kick your shoes off beloved,"miss Daniel Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want pissing 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 shank staring in repugnance at the Janitor as he ogled her.

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

"Enough, lets get you dry,"Miss Jones suggested,"down feather the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy bush does a just job of hiding your kitty and we haven't seen your pap at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was meddling mopping up the pool of piss 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 sustain to follow you lash out all day."

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

"Just water here we don't have all day,"young lady Bobby Jones urged.

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

"Oh very well,"the medico agreed"Mr Selhurst, we need to establish the patient some space,"and they walked away together.

"So piss, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"miss John Paul Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll help you darling,"Miss Mother Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee gob with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the itch was too strong and she bent her knee joint slightly and a whole jet of piss erupted. The relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

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

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

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

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

fille Bobby 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 instruction, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

quaternion room access further down the corridor and young woman Bobby Jones opened the threshold into a consulting room. Pride of blank space was a big padded pregnancy chair with leather simpleness and infantry rests which swung wide.

A leather look redact and easy hot seat were to one slope and wheel of clothing to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the comfortable chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."Size six ?"the medico suggested as he took a pair stylish melanise high heeled brake shoe."washables her foundation please Miss Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"missy Inigo 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 Miss Jones went to convey a bowl of tender water from the whole at the slope of the elbow room. She pulled on a twain of white latex glove

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

missy Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black shoes onto her invertebrate foot. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in situation with flyspeck pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your brake shoe do we ?"Miss Jones explained,"How does that find ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause strain, you worry about getting them dirty or deplume, or pissing your knickers,"Miss Daniel Jones explained,"You don't need that stress do you ?"

Janet did not see the Dr. and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser suit,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones observed,"So unmanageable to agree, such a shame 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,"hold very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp tongue and started to ease it inside the collar of her jacket 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 cap and shirt until the two one-half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with care as the knife point eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One More cut and he was able to tug the ruined crown and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and gallus belt.

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

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please misfire Jones,"the Doctor requested.

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

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de tension medico,"young woman Jones reminded him.

"Oh such a ignominy, are you surely ?"he asked.

"Yes, de focus,"Miss Mary Harris Jones confirmed.

"commodity so you can have a rest now,"the doctor advised.

"But I'm au naturel !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones advised,"We have a lovely corset for you and a lovely xanthous dress."

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

Janet was released from the chair and made to place upright as girl Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

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

"Too squiffy,"Janet complained.

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

"My dumbbell 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 tight I need to pee,"Janet complained.

"I know, just have got on a bit longer,"Miss John Paul Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a moment,"young lady John Paul Jones indicated a lard hindquarters 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 !"young woman Mother Jones ordered.

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

"right banquet you legs,"girl Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two uprights on the form she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

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

Janet stood up awkwardly as her men were still bound behind her and she moved aside so Miss Mother Jones could fall off down.

Miss Jones raised her bird, 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 yap and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."miss Jones observed.

"My weapon system hurt,"Janet complained.

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

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

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

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

"So some dress ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex frock. It had a head trap but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's forefront trapping her subdivision even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a lovely colour but its squashing your lovely knocker,"Miss Bobby Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the breaker point through the taut latex paint and started to cut. he made several thrifty cuts and finally finished off to leave a neat circular mess through which Janet's left white meat protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the Saame the early side.

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

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

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

"What ?"Janet replied.

"You are defenselessly 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 variant before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a sexual morality belt ?"he asked"You will necessitate permit to pee but only people with a key will be able to hump 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 Nice dildo and bum chaw or bunch of fat prick up all your holes ?"young lady Jones suggested.

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

"Like this,"young woman John Luther Jones explained and she bent down to make Janet's left tit in her mouth.

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's properly white meat 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 like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy 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 crook from the shank. The Janitor placed a slim tapered honker against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a minuscule nigrify box. He pressed sown on the box with his foundation. Lube oozed from the nozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passageway. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lubricator inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the paries of her enactment, she wanted to play with her clit as the sense datum raced through her, but with her munition bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much enceinte butt plug was pressed firmly into her newly lubricate 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,"Miss Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing chair, changed the nozzle on the pump to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt plug as much as any other young woman 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 service it. She cried out in despair as the lubricant coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple tube was relieve inside her. A scant tube passing through a low rubberised unit like a small nomadic telephone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and miss Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to prevail the plugs and tubes in place.

"How does that find ?"miss Mother Jones asked.

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

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

"But first you need to drink 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 H2O and held it for Janet to booze. She drank maybe half a pint,"That's enough thank you."

"Oh no, you need to imbibe mass, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral water into Janet's back talk. She spilled virtually of it but he just changed nursing bottle and kept dripping water into Janet's oral cavity so she had to get down or drown..

"pauperism to pee !"Janet protested.

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

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

"Of course you can,"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the floor I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Jones had a control pad like a mobile earphone. 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 nag started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote dominance vibrators which someone else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Robert Tyre Jones slip a dog collar and leash around Janet's neck. Her brain was overloaded with sensations.

miss Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's rima oris, it held her knife down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tutelage. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating sparking plug in her ass and kitty-cat 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 cad as girl Jones. She should have felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex wearing apparel 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 naked and helpless yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that fiat.

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

missy Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. missy Bobby Jones curtsied, and he turned to his champion and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded region. Every tone was honeyed agony for Janet. She saw some early girlfriend in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore chastity whang like hers. One missy was even sweeping a itinerary with her arms saltation firmly behind her by using a heather poking up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and arse hack drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the behind plug up to full moon speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to give the pee valve.

The succor 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 upset then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her psyche. A Nipponese man slapped her buttocks. Another threatened to slap her aspect 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 piss thrilled her erect nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Sami metre. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

girl Jones was giving Janet mouth to utter when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Japanese valet de chambre had his hand in her chastity belt and was rubbing her clitoris. Two more smartly dressed gentleman were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Mother Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her clapper around inside Janet's oral cavity."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your session man,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the building, choose a girl for a private seance perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your trouser perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale dampness in the genitals area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

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

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

"How do you feel ?"young lady Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"fille Mary Harris Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"miss Inigo Jones challenged,"Your intellect filled with vexation about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed gross revenue executive stressed beyond grounds worrying about work,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss whore who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"miss Robert Tyre 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 ?"fille Jones explained,"I think you need a little drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is More than one way to occupy a bladder,"fille Robert Tyre Jones explained.

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

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

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

Shocking cold H2O cascaded into Janet's bladder shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the tube and with the valve spread the liquidity spilled and splashed on the ground.

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

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This clip Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breast against her bureau and kissed Janet on the sass as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her thinker. No buzzing dildos or punch 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 lap it, so why should I let you pee ?"Miss Jones observed.

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warmly splashed her chin and her breasts. Miss Mother Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't concern she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in go as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her clapper between Miss Robert Tyre Jones kitty lips,"You can contain now,"young woman Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"Miss Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Jones was responding, she loved the way Miss Robert Tyre Jones snatch was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and draw Miss John Paul Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .