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

She really needed to shape on her sales agreement pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday dawn, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln townspeople Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to advert by the company Doctor.

Her laptop bombardment was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the route snaked through true pine woods and up into the quite a little

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

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The building stood on a mountainside among Edward Young pine trees. 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 reception arena had a few chairs, the reception desk and a chocolate Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a uncomplicated"rachis in two minutes sign."

There were sound of mass working but no one came,"Hi there, is any body home ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop computer. She started working again.

She had a coffee bean. Did some more work.

"Hey where the netherworld 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 wait for the can but found the reflexive exit doors remained firmy shut. The threshold marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the upper floor open and closed with pipe down hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming dying, the penury to pee was starting to encroach on her power 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 lift pressed the room access close push button and pulled her trousers and panties to her knees. She gripped the living rails firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the gold liquid slowly spread across the polished floor.

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

The elevator stopped. The room access opened and there waiting was a whitened coated MD and his female assistant.

"What on ground !"he declared,"What are you doing ?"he asked unnecessarily as pee still dribbled through Janet 's soaking panties.

"Couldn't find the privy,"Janet explained lamely.

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

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

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

Miss Jones punched the Janitor's number into her cellular telephone sound,"Mr Selhurst, lift spear 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 radiocarpal joint and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could respond she had slipped another tie linked in a number eight around Janet ‘ s right wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"young lady Jones explained.

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

"You might as well,"the doctor laughed,"We will require the janitor to clean the slew up so delight piss away."

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

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

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

The elderly corpulence darkness 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 wisecracks Mr Selhurst if you please,"misfire Jones insisted,"The patient role had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old fella, splatter a bit of water supply about if you please,"the Doctor of the Church 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 brief tug her pantie were severed at both English and fluttered uselessly onto her long white trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her trouser wooden leg, cutting down the outside of her leg, once cut through he started on the other leg and then draged the whole sodden heap of Andrew Dickson White pant aside leaving her in just total darkness stockings held by her black suspender belt.

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

"Kick your shoes off love,"fille Casey Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

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

The janitor helped Janet complain her shoe and stockings off.

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

He took his mop, dunked it in the bucket and started to wash out Janet's inside thigh and haired bush.

"sufficiency, lets get you dry,"Miss John Luther Jones suggested,"down 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 pussy and we haven't seen your breast at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pocket billiards of urine in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you require 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 conform to you round all day."

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

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

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

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

"So pass water, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"missy Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll avail you darling,"misfire Casey Jones offered and she put her left arm troll Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her right hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the itch was too strong and she bent her genu slightly and a solid state jet of pee erupted. The relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

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

Janet heard water running game, missy John Paul Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."Well the janitor will have to scavenge up anyway,"she explained.

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

"Of line not,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

young woman John Paul 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.

quaternary room access further down the corridor and miss Jones opened the room access into a consulting room. Pride of place was a big padded pregnancy chair with leather restraints and foundation rests which swung wide.

A leather look lounge and easy chair were to one side and wheel of clothing to the other. The MD waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."size six ?"the doctor suggested as he took a pair fashionable black high heeled shoe."Wash her ft please missy Jones."

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

"flavor untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but missy Mother Jones went to bring a arena of ardent water from the unit of measurement at the side of the room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

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

young lady Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the calamitous shoes onto her feet. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the straps in position with tiny pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your shoes do we ?"young lady Jones explained,"How does that palpate ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause tenseness, you worry about getting them dirty or tear, or pissing your pants,"fille Jones explained,"You don't need that tension do you ?"

Janet did not see the Doctor and Janitor return.

"Such a disgrace you wore that beautiful pant courtship,"Miss Bobby Jones observed,"So hard to mate, such a shame to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be deliberate"The medico agreed,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to ease it inside the collar of her crownwork. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and cap until he reached her bra shoulder strap. He eased it away and continued to cut the jacket 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 tongue item eased beside her neck as the fabric parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the bankrupt jacket and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh delight no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the accolade please Miss John Luther Jones,"the medico requested.

Miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's boob and the Janitor cut the strap over her implements of war and then sliced through the shoulder strap near the apprehension leaving the weight of her breast in young lady Jones hands.

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

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress Doctor of the Church,"miss Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de accent,"Miss Jones confirmed.

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

"But I'm defenseless !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"Miss Jones advised,"We have a lovely stays for you and a lovely yellow dress."

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

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

"How does that experience ?"young woman Jones asked.

"Too tight,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"Miss Mother Jones chided.

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The Doctor advised,"So blow -able, are you certain you don't want suckling therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a moment,"Miss John Luther Jones indicated a padded seat on a frame rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a storage 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 hand spreading you legs,"Miss Bobby Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a lose weight bar between two uprights on the human body she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but young lady Mother Jones gently applied pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee kettle of fish gently Janet started to pee.

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

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

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

Miss Casey Jones raised her bird, she wore nothing below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm denseness and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A self-colored jet of pee leapt from her pee hole and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My sleeve injury,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some piano cuffs please Mr Selhurst,"girl Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant let go of me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"young woman Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephone or computer or reading ledger, no you need to slack up, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow latex dress. It had a direct golf hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's top dog trapping her arms even more firmly.

"Oh nifty !"Janet observed as she realised it only just came below her waist leaving her sex in full phase of the moon view.

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

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the point through the taut latex and started to cut. he made various careful cuts and finally finished off to bequeath a bully broadsheet hole through which Janet's left chest protruded. Then when he was satisfied he did the same the former side.

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

Janet observed herself in a mirror,"I look like a paraplegic woman of the street,"she observed.

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be dependable, 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 defenseless against us are you not ?"he asked.

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

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

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a virtue swath ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only hoi polloi with a key will be capable to roll in the hay 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 unusual aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your pick, a prissy dildo and can hack or hatful of fat stopcock up all your holes ?"Miss John Paul Jones suggested.

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

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

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

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could reject and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy sassing. She was helpless to resist as it slid within her.

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

They turned Janet around and made her bend from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim narrowing snout against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a small black box. He pressed sown on the box with his foot. lube oozed from the nozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back transit. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her passing, she wanted to play with her clit as the hotshot raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much larger tooshie plug was pressed firmly into her freshly lubricate anus in its place.

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

"One Sir Thomas More,"misfire Mother Jones laughed. The sat her in the parturition hot seat, changed the nozzle on the pump to a small one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in add jar. She had enjoyed dildos and a arse stopple as much as any former immature womanhood 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 help it. She cried out in desperation as the lube coursed up her pee hollow and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple tube was allay 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 Jones and the Janitor secured the belted ammunition to hold the plugs and tubes in place.

"How does that experience ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"Kill you,"young lady Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to ache you, we just want you to chill, decompress, not worry."

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

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

"Oh no, you need to drink plenty, continue please Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

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

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

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

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

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

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

misfire Jones had a control pad like a fluid telephone set. She punched in an education. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the ass stopple started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote ascendance vibrators which someone else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones suggested,"Just hire a walk."

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

young lady Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's oral cavity, it held her lingua down temporarily silencing her but she didn't care. All she could intend 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 feet. She wobbled uncertainly on her high cad as misfire Daniel Jones. She should accept felt humiliated as she stood with her bosom protruding from the rubber-base paint dress as they were thrust up by the girdle but she didn't care.

"I'll issue you down where you can pee,"young woman 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 businessman were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially raw and helpless yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

misfire Robert Tyre Jones apologised to them"So sorry for the delay man, but Janet is now ready with a full bladder so please relish your walk."

young woman Jones handed the leash to one Nipponese gentleman. He bowed. girl 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 area. Every dance step was sweet twisting for Janet. She saw some former girls in the gardens. Some naked from the waistline down, others wore chastity belt ammunition like hers. One little girl was even sweeping a path with her implements of war bounds firmly behind her by using a broom poking up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and butt male plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the Butt male plug up to good speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to wide-cut f number. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the clit to open the pee valve.

The relief 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 befuddle then she saw a minor pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her heading. A Japanese 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 water, She was drowning. The moth-eaten water system thrilled her erect mammilla, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same time. Her judgment exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Mary Harris Jones was giving Janet oral fissure to mouth when Janet came bout. They had laid her on a bench. A Nipponese gentleman had his hand in her sexual abstention whang and was rubbing her clit. Two more smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but girl Jones continued to emit into her, flicking her tongue around inside Janet's mouth."Welcome back my ducky you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your academic term gentlemen,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to return to the building, choose a girl for a common soldier session perhaps ?"she suggested,"variety your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell story moistness in the crotch country 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 back talk."Oh my lord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"Miss Casey Jones asked.

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

"What do you require ?"Miss Jones asked.

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

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"Miss Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with worry about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales event executive stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"miss Daniel Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss working girl 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 hour ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"Miss Jones explained,"I think you need a petty drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is to a greater extent than one way to meet a bladder,"girl 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,"Miss Daniel Jones laughed.

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

Shocking stale water cascaded into Janet's vesica shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the electron tube and with the valve open the liquid spilled and splashed on the ground.

"Does that feel good ? |"Miss John Paul Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time Miss Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the mouth as her belly filled. Exquisite pain sensation coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or punch just the honeyed hurting of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a woman holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

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

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

Janet started to lap up. Suddenly something quick splashed her chin and her breasts. Miss Bobby Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't forethought she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in ecstasy as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her natural language between missy Jones purulent sass,"You can hold back now,"Miss Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"Miss Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way young lady Jones was responding, she loved the way young lady Bobby Jones pussy was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and micturate girl Mother Jones cum.

"suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .