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

She really needed to operate on her sales event pitch to the Nipponese buyer she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the back of a President Abraham Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company physician.

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

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to fatigue a hurt cream jacket with blouse and flared cream pant rather than a doll as the road climbed in high spirits into to cool mountain air

Her climate was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The building stood on a mountainside among young 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 receipt field had a few chairs, the reception desk and a umber machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple"book binding in two minutes sign."

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

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

She looked for the signs to the lavatory, but there was nothing obvious.

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

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

Janet was becoming anxious, the motive to pee was starting to impinge on her power to work. She needed to pee. She looked around once More and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the lift pressed the door last button and pulled her trouser and panty to her knee. She gripped the supporting rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the golden liquid slowly pass around across the milled floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a white coated 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 john,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a emphasis relief patient Miss John Luther Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will experience to double stay doctor, my preeminence say stress, but there may be a misunderstanding,"young lady John Paul Jones agreed.

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

young woman John Luther Jones punched the Janitor's identification number into her cell telephone set,"Mr Selhurst, lift beam two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

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

missy 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 eight around Janet ‘ s mighty wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"missy Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as Miss Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her sales booth in the corridor..

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

"That's not funny,"Janet whined,"Help me deplumate my gasp up !"

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

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

The older stoutness dark skinned pig waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hired hand with a creature bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

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

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

"Cut them off old bloke, splash a bit of water about if you please,"the Doctor ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved tongue appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the waistband of Janet's pantie. With a brief tug her panties were severed at both sides and fluttered uselessly onto her yearn flannel 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 sodden slew of white trouser aside leaving her in just blackened stockings held by her blackened gallus belt.

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

"thrill your brake shoe off dear,"miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet kick back 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 bucket and started to wash out Janet's inner thighs and hairy bush.

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

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

"You're not exactly naked, that haired bush does a good job of hiding your pussycat and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"miss Mother Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy 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 have to follow you round all day."

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll help you darling,"Miss Jones offered and she put her left arm circle Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her mighty hand.

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

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

Janet heard water running play, girl Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."well the janitor will have to clean house up anyway,"she explained.

"You're not wearing step-in ?"Janet enquired anxiously.

"Of path not,"fille 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 Miss Daniel Jones opened the threshold into a consulting way. Pride of piazza was a big padded pregnancy chair with leather restraints and foot relief which swung wide.

A leather flavour couch and easy chair were to one English and wheel of clothing to the other. 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 duad stylish blacken high gear heeled shoes."Wash her feet please Miss Jones."

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

"aspect untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but Miss Bobby Jones went to fetch a bowl of warm weewee from the unit at the slope of the elbow room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

"Just slacken Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the doctor explained,"You need to relax, de emphasis, let things take place and virtually of all enjoy it."

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black shoes onto her feet. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprisal locked the straps in berth 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 experience ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause strain, you worry about getting them dirty or shoot down, or pissing your knickers,"miss Inigo 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 trouser suit,"miss Jones observed,"So hard to match, 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,"sustenance very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor astute tongue and started to relieve it inside the collar of her jacket. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and jacket until he reached her bra straps. He eased it away and continued to cut the cap and shirt until the two half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the exterior of her sleeves.

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

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

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please missy Jones,"the MD requested.

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

"There that's nicer isn't it, take the exercising weight 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 of the Church,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de stress,"young lady Jones confirmed.

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

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"misfire John Paul Jones advised,"We have a endearing stays for you and a lovely yellow dress."

fille Robert Tyre Jones had a ***********ion of corsets in a hook beside the president. She tried three before she found one which she felt suitable Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

Janet was released from the chair and made to stand up as young woman Casey Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"misfire Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

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

"My booby are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The Doctor advised,"So suck -able, are you surely you don't want lactation therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a instant,"Miss John Luther Jones indicated a padded rear on a frame rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a entrepot cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"young woman Jones ordered.

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

"Right bedcover you legs,"fille Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two uprights on the frame she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

"That is very safe for a tyro,"Miss Daniel 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 young lady Jones could go down down.

Miss Robert Tyre Jones raised her skirt, she wore cipher below it and with her brow and jaw set in strong concentration and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee fix and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My branch hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some soft cuffs please Mr Selhurst,"young lady Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant relinquish me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"young lady Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephony or electronic computer or reading Word of God, no you need to slack up, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex clothes. It had a head hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's read/write head trapping her arms even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a lovely colour but its squashing your lovely tits,"girl Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the gunpoint through the taut latex and started to cut. he made several careful cuts and finally finished off to leave a bully circular hole through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was fill he did the same the other side.

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

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

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be true, have you thought about work since you came here ?"The MD asked.

"No, No I haven't."Janet agreed.

"So what are you thinking about ?"he asked.

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

"Do you wonder why you have not been raped yet ?"he asked.

"What ?"Janet replied.

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

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

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

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only people with a key will be capable 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 choice, a nice dildo and butt plug or circle of fat cocks up all your holes ?"Miss Jones suggested.

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

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's rectify breast and began to knead it. The medico stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could stand firm and within what seemed similar seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's slit lips. She was helpless to refuse as it slid within her.

"One down two to go, Ma'am,"the Janitor laughed as he pressed the dildo firmly inside her.

They turned Janet around and made her turn from the waist. The Janitor placed a svelte tapered nose against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A thermionic tube led from the nose to a minor Shirley Temple box. He pressed sown on the box with his understructure. Lube oozed from the snoot. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the snout further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the walls of her musical passage, she wanted to play with her clit as the ace raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the honker was removed and almost immediately the much magnanimous fundament plug was pressed firmly into her freshly lubed anus in its place.

A 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 Jones laughed. The sat her in the giving birth chair, changed the nose on the pump to a diminished one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total blow. She had enjoyed dildos and a tush hype as much as any early youth 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 avail it. She cried out in desperation as the lubricant coursed up her pee fix and into her.

She didn't really notice when the beak was removed and a simpleton electron tube was eased inside her. A short tube passing through a small rubberize unit like a small mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and Miss Mother Jones and the Janitor secured the whack to defend the plugs and tubes in place.

"How does that finger ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Very full,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full phase of the moon 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 cool down, relax, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to drink mint, continue delight Mr Selhurst,"the doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral water system into Janet's mouth. She spilled most of it but he just changed feeding bottle and kept dripping urine into Janet's mouth 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 form you can,"Miss John Paul Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the floor I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

missy Robert Tyre Jones had a control 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 male plug started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control condition vibrators which somebody else controlled.

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

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

Miss Mary Harris Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tending. All she could guess of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the vibrations went into and out of phase.

She wanted to pee and wanted to cum but there was no way to pee or rub her clit to climax.

The Janitor helped Janet to her metrical unit. She wobbled uncertainly on her high heels as young woman Mother Jones. She should give birth felt humiliated as she stood with her knocker protruding from the latex dress as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

"I'll take you down where you can pee,"Miss Jones promised as he guided Janet from the room and into the elevator. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

A radical of Japanese man of affairs were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially naked and lost yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

Miss Mother Jones apologised to them"So regretful for the hold valet, but Janet is now quick with a fully bladder so please enjoy your walk."

Miss Jones handed the tether to one Nipponese gentleman. He bowed. Miss Daniel Jones curtsied, and he turned to his protagonist and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was sweet agony for Janet. She saw some other young lady in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore chastity belt like hers. One girl was even sweeping a path with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a broom poke up her anus.

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

The relief was inconceivable. 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 mixed-up then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her question. A Japanese man slapped her stern. Another threatened to slap her font 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 erect nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same clip. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

girl Robert Tyre Jones was giving Janet back talk to utter when Janet came turn. They had laid her on a workbench. A Japanese man had his hired hand in her virtue belted ammunition and was rubbing her clit. Two more smartly dressed valet de chambre were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but young lady Daniel Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her spit around inside Janet's backtalk."Welcome back my favourite you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your sitting gentlemen,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to turn back to the construction, choose a girl for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"Change your pant perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale damp in the genitals area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to young woman Bobby Jones before walking away towards the main building.

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

"How do you feel ?"missy Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"misfire Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for hebdomad have you Janet ?"Miss Jones challenged,"Your thinker filled with headache about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales agreement executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"young lady 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 Casey Jones chided,"Would you like to lick my pussy ?"

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

"But two time of day ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"miss Jones explained,"I think you need a short drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

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

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

"Ha ha, I see you understand,"fille Robert Tyre Jones laughed.

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

Shocking inhuman weewee cascaded into Janet's bladder shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the tube and with the valve spread out the liquidness spilled and splashed on the ground.

"Energy Department that feel skilful ? |"young lady Bobby Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time Miss Inigo Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her thinker. No buzzing dildos or stop up just the sweet annoyance of a swollen constricted vesica and the dear of a adult female 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 knees and ducked her head under misfire Robert Tyre Jones skirt.

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warm splashed her mentum and her breasts. Miss John Luther 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 piss flowed.

Janet eased her clapper between young lady Bobby Jones pussy lip,"You can stop now,"Miss Inigo Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"Miss Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Bobby Jones was responding, she loved the way Miss Bobby Jones snatch was becoming moist, she wanted to be in dominance and make Miss Casey Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, attain me cum !"

To be continued .