Business had been blooming and the company had relocated to new premises. This might have been wonderful for the management but for many of the female staff, this meant that they had been deprived of a lot of naughty fun given that the attic archive had been a fun place to use for a naughty toilet! Anyways, not to be outdone, the female staff, most of which were now seriously into the fun aspect of relieving one’s piss in...

Annabelle awoke to a gentle hissing sound rising above that of the room’s air conditioning. Uncertain as to her whereabouts or even wholly to her own identity, she rolled over on the bedsheets to stare outwards to where a squatting, naked Gabriella was busily relieving herself over the carpet. ‘Hello lover,’ she said, the stream of piss leaving her lower lips not abating in the slightest. ‘I will be back with you in just...

'What are you doing?' The woman's voice was almost inquisitive rather than angry. It was however, a rhetorical question that needed no obvious answer. Annabel's heart turned to stone as she stared in horror at the unexpected return of the stunning Asian woman she had passed in the corridor. Between her legs, the hot streaming flow of body warmed piss she had been spraying over the hotel chair vanished yet there was no hid...

505 was a number that would stay lodged in Annabel's mind for a long time to come, for that was the number of the hotel room where she first learnt the joy of pissing in new and naughty places, an act that saw her liberated from an otherwise mundane sexual existence. It was the smell of expensive perfume that caught her attention as the woman walked past. Annabel had been too engrossed in pushing her cleaning trolley alon...

Gabriella was the next to be invited back to the house for there were still a few days to go before Tiffany’s ex returned from his holiday to discover that his house had been covered in piss by the flowing pussy showers of Tiffany and her friends. Of course, Gabriella had thought the whole idea to be an intense wind up until Lizzy, in the front room, had yanked down her work trousers and white panties to reveal the stunni...

The next day, the Managing Director’s daughter, an attractive if not somewhat scatter-brained twenty-year-old also named Lizzy, joined the girls. At first, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing but soon warmed to the idea of being able to spray her piss wherever she liked in somebody else’s house. That night all four of them went back to the empty house with their bladder’s first to bursting. First off was a joint pee...

Tina’s boyfriend had done the dirty on her, cheating with one of his work colleagues. It had been pure chance that she had discovered his unfaithfulness but now that she had, she intended to get her revenge… with a little help from her friends. Tina’s keys still worked in the door and the three of them snuck in. Rebecca and Lizzy had both been keen to help with the act of revenge even if Tina’s suggestion as to how this w...

The end-of-day buzzer had sounded yet there were those who had decided to stop behind for some naughty fun. For one, however, her plans for a long satisfying piss over the attic floor had been put on hold, for as Gabriella had rounded the stairwell doorway she had discovered a semi-naked Zara, squatting over the top step, and with a flowing torrent of hot pee flowing from the base of her curly-haired muff. ‘Sorry,’ Zara s...

Recap: After a deliciously naughty wee in the company toilet sink, Zara has left Mercedes taking an identical piss into the bowl, to go in search of her other office colleagues. Filled with the excitement of catching her friend Rebecca having a naughty leak in the gent’s toilets, Zara bursts through the door.   Sure enough, the attractive data processor was indeed answering the call of nature. However, instead of pissing...

Zara had removed her tight-fitting black work trousers and her white cotton panties, and had gone to stand half-naked in front of the Ladies loo’s porcelain white sink bowl which she was about to have a wee into. Her only decision was whether or not to piss over the edge from her standing pose, or turn and place her round bum cheeks over the bowl before beginning her leak.  She was desperate to go having drunk copious amo...

The jungle around Laura and her entourage of black-suited Pentagram warriors was filled with sound as the beasts of its domain went about their business whilst remaining oblivious to the naked and bound woman in their midst. For her part, Laura was struggling against the urge to capitulate to the feeling of desperation that clawed at the back of her mind. As they pushed and prodded her along the poorly defined jungle path...

Laura had turned and fled yet it was insanity to think that she could outrun the creature she had just encountered, the amazon goddess turned wild beast. The jungle did it best to restrain her, vines and foliage catching on her flesh as she pushed past at her best speed. The fact that she had yet to receive a spear in her back gave her some hope but at the back of her mind, she knew that she was being toyed with. Had it n...

I started to pee. The feeling of euphoria as the pressure in my bladder began to ease was nothing compared to the thrill I received as a sudden nearby gasp revealed that those who had captured me had caught sight of my toilet. A very wet splattering arose from two locations as my pussy shower completed its arching passage into the air before gravity pulled it downwards to impact firstly against whatever I was bound to. Th...

My heart was hammering in my chest as I was led away from the Kitty Litter to a place unknown. I did my utmost to keep track of my progress as we left behind the warmth of the morning sun and into the coolness of the University interior. I could hear the sound of other people nearby as I was led along, the fact that nobody commented on my condition (with a bag over my head) implied the belief that my ‘initiation’ was some...

The rest of the day passed in misery for Sharn. Pressed against the front of the saddle with her tall warrior guardian behind her, she felt cold, cramped and in a dull state of shock over the loss of her family and friends. The fact that the warrior woman’s armoured steel nipples were biting into her back was not helping matters. She was too numb to cry. The only warmth apart from the feeble rays of the autumn sun was com...