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

She really needed to work on her gross revenue sales pitch to the Japanese emptor she was due to run across on Mon daybreak, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to pay heed by the companionship physician.

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

Janet was please that she had chosen to wear a smart cream jacket with blouse and flared cream trouser rather than a skirt as the road climbed gamey into to cool muckle air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to recognise her. The building stood on a mountainside among young true 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 response area had a few chairs, the receipt desk and a deep brown political machine, very austere 1980s interior decoration and on the desk was a simple"Back in two minutes sign."

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

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

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

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

She went to reckon for the bathroom but found the reflexive issue room access remained firmy shut. The room access marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the lift to the upper floor receptive and closed with serenity hiss the lift itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming queasy, the demand to pee was starting to impinge on her power to influence. She needed to pee. She looked around once more and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the elevator pressed the door come together release and pulled her trouser and step-in to her knees. She gripped the support rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was glorious as the gilded liquidity slowly banquet across the round off floor.

The terra firma moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to pull her panties up but she couldn't diaphragm peeing.

The elevator stopped. The doors opened and there waiting was a snowy coated doctor 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 lavatory,"Janet explained lamely.

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

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

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

Miss Bobby Jones punched the Janitor's figure into her cell earpiece,"Mr Selhurst, lift spear 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 Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left carpus and slipped a tie wrapper around it. Before Janet could oppose she had slipped another tie linked in a human body eight around Janet ‘ s right articulatio radiocarpea and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"fille Jones explained.

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

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

"That's not shady,"Janet whined,"assistant me pull my drawers up !"

"assist her Miss 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 overweight darkness skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand with a instrument bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the crack Mr Selhurst if you please,"missy Casey Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old fellow, splash 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 pantie. With a legal brief tug her panties were severed at both sides and fluttered uselessly onto her prospicient 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 early leg and then draged the solid sodden muss of Patrick Victor Martindale White trouser aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her inkiness suspender belt.

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

"charge your shoes off beloved,"misfire 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 kick back her shoes and stockings off.

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

He took his mop, dunked it in the bucket and started to lap Janet's internal second joint and hairy bush.

"sufficiency, lets get you dry,"misfire Bobby Jones suggested,"Down the corridor."

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy George Bush does a soundly job of hiding your pussy and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"girl Casey Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of pissing in the lift."You finished pissing or do you desire 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 lash out all day."

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

"Just water here we don't have all day,"fille John Luther 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 distance,"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 supporter you darling,"miss Daniel Jones offered and she put her left arm round of drinks Janet's waist and gently felt for Janet's pee hole with her correctly hand.

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

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

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

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

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

missy 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 path, you can't walk around like that can you ?"she replied.

Four doors further down the corridor and Miss Jones opened the door into a consulting room. pridefulness of office was a big trudge pregnancy chair with leather restraints and groundwork rests which swung wide.

A leather look frame and easy chair were to one incline and racks 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 of it six ?"the medico suggested as he took a pair stylish black senior high school heeled place."airstream her pes please misfire Jones."

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

"spirit untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but misfire John Luther Jones went to bring a bowl of warm piddle from the social unit at the side of the elbow room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

"Just loose Janet, your company is paying a lot of money for your discussion,"the Doctor explained,"You need to relax, de focus, let things happen and most of all enjoy it."

young lady John Paul Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black skid onto her feet. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the shoulder strap in position with lilliputian pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your horseshoe do we ?"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"How does that feel ?"

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

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause focus, you worry about getting them dirty or tear, or pissing your trouser,"fille John Luther 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 ignominy 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,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor crisp knife and started to ease it inside the taking into custody of her crown. 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 halves swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

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

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the pureness please misfire John Paul Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's bosom 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 up the weight off your shoulders,"the Doctor observed,"Lovely udder, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress Doctor,"girl Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de accent,"fille Jones confirmed.

"Good so you can sustain a rest now,"the Doctor advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't strain,"Miss Jones advised,"We have a cover girl corset for you and a lovely yellow dress."

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

Janet was released from the hot seat and made to stand as fille Robert Tyre Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Too wet,"Janet complained.

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

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

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

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

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

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Inigo Jones ordered.

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

"Right spread you legs,"misfire Inigo Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a lose weight bar between two uprights on the anatomy she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but Miss John Paul Jones gently applied pressure to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee hole 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 Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll show you how its done."

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

Miss John Luther Jones raised her skirt, she wore aught below it and with her brow and jaw set in firm concentration and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A firm jet of pee leapt from her pee kettle of fish and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My arms hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some soft handcuff please Mr Selhurst,"Miss Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant exhaust me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"girl Inigo Jones explained,"Withn your work force free you will be on the telephone or electronic computer or Reading books, no you need to loosen, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

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

"Oh with child !"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 lovely coloration but its squashing your lovely tits,"Miss Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his tongue in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

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

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

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

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

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

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

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

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

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

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

"What ?"Janet replied.

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

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

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

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a sexual morality smash ?"he asked"You will need permission to pee but only mass with a key will be able 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 end hack and some other strange aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your alternative, a Nice dildo and rump sparking plug or heaps of fat putz up all your jam ?"Miss Jones suggested.

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

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

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right white meat and began to rub down it. The physician stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could baulk and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy sass. She was helpless to baulk 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 flexure from the waist. The Janitor placed a slim sharpen nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the schnoz to a low 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 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 passages, she wanted to play with her clitoris as the sense impression raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

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

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

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

Janet was in full electrical shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a goat hoopla as much as any former 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 assistance it. She cried out in despair as the lube coursed up her pee hole and into her.

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

They stood Janet up again and young lady Jones and the Janitor secured the knock to restrain the plugs and tubes in place.

"How does that find ?"Miss Robert Tyre Jones asked.

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

"putting to death you,"miss Bobby Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to bruise you, we just want you to chill, slow down, not worry."

"But first you need to booze so we can ensure the setup,"the medico suggested,"Bring some mineral piddle would you Mr Selhurst delight ?"

He brought a two cubic decimetre nursing bottle of H2O and held it for Janet to fuddle. 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 water into Janet's mouth. She spilled near of it but he just changed feeding bottle and kept dripping body of water into Janet's back talk so she had to swallow or drown..

"want to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss Robert Tyre Jones ordered.

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

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

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

missy Mother Jones had a control condition 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 stopper started to hum. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which person else controlled.

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

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

Miss Robert Tyre Jones gently eased a cavalry bit into Janet's mouth, it held her clapper down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tutelage. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating chew in her ass and snatch 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 substructure. She wobbled uncertainly on her eminent blackguard as Miss Jones. She should induce felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex paint garb as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

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

It whooshed down three floors.

A mathematical group of Japanese businessman were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially bare and incapacitated yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that edict.

girl Mary Harris Jones apologised to them"So gloomy for the wait man, but Janet is now ready with a full bladder so please enjoy your walk."

missy Inigo Jones handed the trey to one Japanese gentleman. He bowed. girl Jones curtsied, and he turned to his acquaintance and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the cosmetic lawns and into a wooded area. Every step was sweet-scented agony for Janet. She saw some other girl in the gardens. Some naked from the waist down, others wore sexual abstention belts like hers. One girl was even sweeping a route with her blazonry bound firmly behind her by using a broom thrust 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 plug up to full speeding, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full speed. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to open the pee valve.

The relief was unimaginable. Better than any climax 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 confused then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

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

She lost equilibrium and tipped forward helplessly into the water, She was drowning. The cold pee thrilled her erect nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the like metre. Her judgment exploded and everything went dark.

misfire John Paul Jones was giving Janet oral fissure to verbalise when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Nipponese man had his hand in her sexual morality bash and was rubbing her clit. Two More smartly dressed gentleman were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but miss Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her lingua around deep down Janet's mouth."Welcome back my favourite you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your seance gentleman,"Miss Inigo 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 pant perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale moistness in the fork area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to missy Mother Jones before walking away towards the principal building.

She watched them go. misfire Mother Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouth."Oh my overlord !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you finger ?"miss John Paul Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"young woman Bobby Jones asked.

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

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

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales executive stressed beyond understanding worrying about oeuvre,"Miss Casey Jones explained,"Now you are a cruddy urine lady of pleasure who needs to sleep."

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

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"young woman Jones chided,"Would you like to lick my snatch ?"

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

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"fille Mary Harris Jones explained,"I think you need a niggling drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is 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,"young lady Jones laughed.

She guided Janet towards the hose reel. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee tubing protruding from Janet's virtue knock and turned the tap on.

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

"Does that finger skilful ? |"misfire Casey Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

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

This time fille Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the sassing as her belly filled. Exquisite pain coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or punch just the unfermented pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the honey 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 ?"misfire Jones observed.

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something warm splashed her chin and her breasts. miss Inigo Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't precaution she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in exaltation as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her tongue between Miss Jones pussy lip,"You can contain now,"Miss John Luther Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"fille Daniel Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way young lady Jones was responding, she loved the way misfire John Paul Jones pussy was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and establish Miss Mary Harris Jones cum.

"suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .