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

She really needed to work on her gross sales pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the spinal column of a President Lincoln townspeople Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to give ear by the companionship doctor.

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

Janet was proud of that she had chosen to have on a impudent cream jacket with blouse and flared cream trousers rather than a skirt as the route climbed gamey into to cool mountain air

Her temper was no well when she arrived, no one was there to recognize her. The building stood on a mountainside among offspring true pine Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. The driver dropped her at response and carried her baggage 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 receipt desk and a Coffee machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple"Back in two minutes sign."

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

She opened her laptop computer. She started working again.

She had a java. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

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

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

She went to count for the privy but found the machinelike issue door remained firmy shut. The door marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the lift to the upper floor open and closed with restrained hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming unquiet, the motivation to pee was starting to impinge on her ability to work. She needed to pee. She looked around once to a greater extent and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the elevator pressed the door close up button and pulled her trousers and step-in to her knees. She gripped the financial backing rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was splendiferous as the golden liquid slowly outspread across the shine floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a white cake Doctor of the Church 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 stress relief patient Miss Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will hold to double check doctor, my notes say tenseness, but there may be a mistake,"Miss John Luther Jones agreed.

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

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

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

Miss 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 flesh eight around Janet ‘ s aright wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe incline,"girl Daniel Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as young woman Mary Harris 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 strip the heap up so please spend a penny away."

"That's not funny,"Janet whined,"aid me rip my pants up !"

"aid her Miss Jones,"the doctor suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

"I will wait for the Janitor,"miss Robert Tyre 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.

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

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

"Cut them off old cranny, slop 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 waistband of Janet's panties. With a legal brief tug her scanty were severed at both position and fluttered uselessly onto her recollective livid trousers.

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

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

"charge your shoes off dear,"Miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet complain her skid and stockings off.

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

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

"enough, lets get you dry,"Miss Mary Harris Jones suggested,"John L. H. Down the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hirsute chaparral does a good 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 pocket billiards of piss in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you require to do some more ?"he enquired.

"I still need the john,"Janet admitted.

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

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

"Just water here we don't have all day,"Miss Mary Harris Jones urged.

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll service you darling,"Miss Inigo Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waistline and gently felt for Janet's pee golf hole with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too strong and she bent her human knee slightly and a hearty jet of piss erupted. The relief was submerge, almost orgasmic.

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

Janet heard H2O running play, Miss John Paul Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."wellspring the janitor will possess 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."

misfire Daniel 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 row, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

Four doorway further down the corridor and Miss Jones opened the room access into a consulting way. superbia of place was a big padded maternity chair with leather simplicity and metrical unit rests which swung wide.

A leather look couch and easy death chair were to one side and rack of clothing to the former. The Dr. waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."sizing six ?"the doctor suggested as he took a pair stylish black highschool heeled place."race her feet please Miss Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"fille 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 fetch a bowl of warmly water from the building block at the face of the room. She pulled on a couple of clean latex glove

"Just relax Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the Doctor of the Church explained,"You need to unlax, de stress, let things happen and to the highest degree of all enjoy it."

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the calamitous shoes onto her foundation. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprisal locked the strap in position with petite pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your skid do we ?"Miss Jones explained,"How does that palpate ?"

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

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

Janet did not see the physician and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser suit,"young woman Jones observed,"So difficult to match, such a ignominy to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be careful"The doc agreed,"keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor shrewd knife and started to ease it inside the neckband of her jacket. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and crown until he reached her bra straps. 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 fright as the knife compass point eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the sunk jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the laurels please young woman Daniel Jones,"the Doctor requested.

young woman Jones carefully cupped Janet's knocker and the Janitor cut the straps over her implements of war and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the weightiness of her breasts in Miss Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress medico,"missy Jones reminded him.

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

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

"Good so you can have a relaxation now,"the Doctor of the Church advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"young woman Jones advised,"We have a lovely girdle for you and a lovely yellowness dress."

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

Janet was released from the electric chair and made to stand as missy Mother Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"misfire Casey Jones asked.

"Too smashed,"Janet complained.

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

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

"I know, just hold on a bit longer,"miss Mary Harris Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a moment,"fille Jones indicated a padded seat on a physique rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a depot cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Robert Tyre Jones ordered.

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

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

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

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

"That is very thoroughly for a novice,"young woman Inigo Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll display you how its done."

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

girl Jones raised her annulus, she wore nothing below it and with her supercilium and jaw set in firm immersion and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A firm jet of pee leapt from her pee hole and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my lamb is how one does it."girl Jones observed.

"My weapon system hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some cushy handlock please Mr Selhurst,"young woman Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant unloose me,"Janet whined.

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

"So some wearing apparel ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellowness latex dress. It had a headland yap but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her weapons system 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 semblance 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 and started to cut. he made various thrifty cuts and finally finished off to lead a smashing broadside hole through which Janet's left white meat protruded. Then when he was gratify he did the same 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,"Miss Jones agreed,"Do you like it ?"

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be fair, 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 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 flesh before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will need license to pee but only masses with a key will be able-bodied to have it away you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

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

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

"Your choice, a Nice dildo and butt sparking plug or lots of fat cocks up all your holes ?"young woman Jones suggested.

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

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

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

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could defy 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 plication from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a small Negroid box. He pressed sown on the box with his fundament. lubricating substance oozed from the nozzle. It felt stale and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passing. He pushed the beak further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lubricate inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her transit, she wanted to spiel 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 plug was pressed firmly into her freshly lube anus in its place.

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

"One more,"fille Jones laughed. The sat her in the giving birth chair, changed the nozzle on the pump to a little one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total daze. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt nag 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 helper 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 mere thermionic vacuum tube was eased inside her. A light tube passing through a pocket-sized rubberised unit like a small peregrine phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and miss John Paul Jones and the Janitor secured the belts to support the plugs and metro in place.

"How does that feel ?"Miss John Luther Jones asked.

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

"kill you,"Miss Casey Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to hurt you, we just want you to chill, decompress, not worry."

"But first you need to tope so we can check into the setup,"the Doctor suggested,"Bring some mineral water would you Mr Selhurst please ?"

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

"Oh no, you need to drink lot, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor 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 mouth so she had to swallow or drown..

"motivation to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss Mother Jones ordered.

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

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

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Jones had a control pad like a peregrine 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 quid started to bombilate. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which someone else controlled.

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

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog pinch and trio around Janet's cervix. Her brain was overloaded with sensations.

Miss Bobby Jones gently eased a knight bit into Janet's mouth, it held her spit down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tending. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating stopper in her ass and kitty as the oscillation 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 substructure. She wobbled uncertainly on her mellow heels as Miss Mary Harris Jones. She should have felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the rubber-base paint clothes as they were thrust up by the girdle but she didn't care.

"I'll issue you down where you can pee,"fille 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 au naturel and helpless yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

misfire Daniel Jones apologised to them"So gloomy for the hold gentlemen, but Janet is now set up with a full bladder so please enjoy your walk."

missy Daniel Jones handed the leash to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. Miss John Paul Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the edifice. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded area. Every whole tone was sweet torturing for Janet. She saw some other little girl in the gardens. Some bare from the waist down, others wore chastity whack like hers. One lady friend was even sweeping a path with her blazon bound firmly behind her by using a broom thrust up her anus.

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

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

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

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

miss John Luther Jones was giving Janet mouth to mouth when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Nipponese gentleman had his script in her chastity belt and was rubbing her clit. Two Sir Thomas More smartly dressed gentleman were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but young lady Daniel Jones continued to respire into her, flicking her lingua around inwardly Janet's mouth."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your school term gentleman,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the building, choose a fille for a private sitting perhaps ?"she suggested,"change your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale moistness in the crotch orbit which showed they had all cum in their pants.

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

She watched them go. young lady Inigo 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 want ?"young woman Bobby Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for hebdomad have you Janet ?"Miss Mother Jones challenged,"Your brain filled with worry about workplace ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hour ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"fille Mother Jones explained,"Now you are a cruddy weewee harlot who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"young woman 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 Thomas More than one way to fill a bladder,"Miss Jones explained.

"What do you mean ?"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 Scottish reel. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee tube protruding from Janet's chastity smash and turned the tap on.

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

"Does that sense safe ? |"young woman Casey Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This meter Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite painfulness coursed through her brain. No buzzing dildos or plug away just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted vesica 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 ?"girl Bobby Jones observed.

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warm splashed her chin and her white meat. Miss Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't care she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in ecstasy as her own weewee flowed.

Janet eased her spit between Miss Bobby Jones kitty-cat sass,"You can give up now,"young lady John Paul Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"fille Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Jones was responding, she loved the way Miss Jones kitty was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and cook girl Mary Harris Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .