Chapter 9
"Mindy, you will put your arms up over your head, please," Bernard said, in a tone of voice that told the little girl he would not take no for an answer.
She put her arms straight up over her head immediately without offering a peep of complaint.
She didn't know very much about enemas. There were many things that Melinda knew more about.
She knew that they were used to help you shit. She remembered that her mom and dad had a pink enema bottle in the bottom of the dirty clothes hamper, but she couldn't remembered ever hearing of it used.
She and Harold didn't have one, and had never missed it.
She had figured that they used them mostly in hospitals.
For some reason Melinda associated enemas with bedpans.
'You will stretch your arms way up so that you are standing on your toes," Bernard said with a small laugh. He reached into the tub for a moment and turned off the shower so he wouldn't have to talk so loud.
"Move your feet as far apart as you can in the bottom of the tub, but stay on your toes. Under no circumstances let your heels touch the bottom of the tub," Bernard said. He folded his strong arms across his chest and watched as she struggled to do this. She nearly toppled a couple of times but she regained her balance just in time.
She got her feet as far apart as she could and looked to her side to see if he approved.
"A little further," he said. "Press your ankle bones against the side of the tub."
As she did this she could feel the strain in the back of her legs getting worse.
The muscles in the backs of her calves were being stretched painfully in this position.
She didn't know how long she could last without lowering her heels to the tub just to relieve the tension in those muscles.
"Now cross your wrists on the shower nozzle," Bernard said.
The second Bernard gave this instruction he turned around and walked over to the chest with the big lock on it.
But the lock was not locked and Bernard simply flung the chest open.
He pulled out a black rubber enema bag that was a lot bigger than the one Melinda remembered seeing in the bottom of her parent's dirty clothes hamper.
It had a black rubber hose coming out of the base and at the end of that hose was a plastic nozzle designed to look like a penis.
The nozzle was thickest at the tip and skinniest at the base.
When it was inserted into the ass-hole the sphincter muscle was supposed to grip on the skinny part so it would not fall out.
It would take a sharp tug to get that nozzle dildo out of Melinda's ass once it was inserted all the way.
At the top of the enema bag was a black plastic cap.
There was a clamp, much like the one on the pole that held the shower curtain on the hose to keep water from flowing out prematurely.
Bernard pulled out an evenly cut piece of rope with his other hand and kicked the top of the chest closed.
He gently placed the enema bag in the sink and tied Melinda's wrists to the shower nozzle with the piece of rope.
Melinda's body was stretched so taut that her shoulders began to ache horribly, joining the ache in the backs of her legs.
She knew that she could no longer lower her heels to the bottom of the tub even if she were exhausted.
If her toes failed to keep her body up she would tear her shoulders right out of their sockets.
Bernard then returned to the sink next to the tub.
He rinsed off the enema bag with hot water and then adjusted the temperature until it was just short of scalding.
He slowly unscrewed the cap on the top and filled the bag all the way to the brim with the steaming water.
' I don't know if you have ever received an enema before," Bernard said as he twisted the black plastic cap back onto the top of the rubber enema bag. He was careful not to spill any of the water, "it really doesn't matter if you have or you haven't, my sweet slave. I have filled this bag all the way to the brim. This is a double enema, but you will be asked to hold all of the water inside you at the same time. Let me explain to you the rules of the game. You have to hold all of the water inside your bowels. If you don't you will be severely punished. When the water begins to flow into your bowels you will have a tremendous urge to shit it back out right away. But this is the very urge that you must conquer. Tremendous strain will be put on your sphincter muscle. And, if I remember correctly, that muscle isn't in great shape at the moment, is it, my sweet little slave girl. Your bowels will become so full of water that your belly will bloat outward and your intestines will be forced to stretch. You will feel as if your bowels are going to explode from the raw pressure. And there will be pain. Oh yes, there will be a terrific amount of pain. You will feel like you are going to explode and die with your intestines dangling like worms out of the blood hole blown through your belly. You will prefer death to the pain you must endure. The pain will be so great that you won't even bother to think about the agony you will be feeling in your legs and shoulders by that time. But, rejoice, slave of mine, For with this act too there are benefits. The tension that builds up inside you, the water pressure, will so closely simulate sexual tension, that you will receive a sexual rush from being filled up. The release of the water is supposed to be a great pleasure, and I have been told by many women that they have tremendous orgasms at the moment they release their enema water."
He reached up and attached the enema bag to the clamp on the chrome pole that held up the plastic shower curtain.
The hose dangled free for a moment but Bernard quickly grabbed it just behind the dildo nozzle with the fingers on his left hand.
With his right hand he gently rubbed Melinda's ass cheeks.
He got his fingers up in the crack of her ass and pulled her buttocks apart.
The skin in the crack of her ass was stretched extremely tight.
He then ran the tip of the enema nozzle up and down the crack of her ass.
He got the tip of the nozzle on her ass-hole and began to press with his hand.
Melinda winced. Her ass-hole was still very sore from the savage buggery she had received earlier in the afternoon.
Bernard watched as her sore sphincter opened to allow the dildo deep inside.
He pushed it in with a single finger until that ring of muscle clamped around the skinniest part of the nozzle.
He then took the clamp off of the hose and allowed the water to start to flow.
Just as Bernard had said, she had a tremendous urge to shit the water back out the second it began to flow.
She even wanted to contract her ass muscles and force the nozzle out of her hole.
But Melinda knew that this was a true test of how good of a slave she was.
She would truly prove herself to her master if she took all the water.
She didn't care about the punishment if she failed.
She wasn't thinking about failing. She was determined to prove herself to the handsome doctor who stood by the side of the tub grinning at her.
Melinda quickly figured out which muscles she had to relax and which ones she had to contract to keep all the water in.
She knew that the most important part was keeping her sphincter wrapped around the nozzle as tightly as possible.
Her ass muscles hurt horrible when they were tensed, and she didn't know if she could stand the pain.
Her bowels began to fill and she could feel her lower belly starting to bloat outward slowly but surely.
By the time the enema bag was half empty Melinda was sure that she would not be able to hold any more.
She tried as hard as she could not to think about the awful pain in the backs of her legs and in her shoulders.
She had lost the feeling in her hands once again, but that seemed to be a minor point compared to the rest of her difficulties.
Melinda's beautiful face was slowly turned red as a beet.
Her face slowly contorted as her agony grew more severe.
Her face contorted so much that she didn't even look like herself.
There was a vein in her temple that had become dilated.
That vein was throbbing visibly from the little girls strain.
Her back was arched in an attempt to relieve some of the pain in her shoulders.
But at the same time Melinda could feel something funny happening to her body.
She could tell that the pain was causing her to become sexually aroused.
Blood was pumping down her tiny body into her pussy.
Her cunt lips were swelling steadily, and would soon become fully engorged.
There was an ache in her lower abdomen that mixed perfectly with the pain in her sweet bowels.
Her natural lubrication was being secreted freely by the gland between her two sets of cunt lips.
There was a pool of cunt juice forming at the base of her cunt between her slightly parted inner cunt lips.
That juice would flow right out of her cunt and down onto the smooth flesh of her inner thighs.
Her clitoris was starting to ache with a sexual tension. It had become erect and was protruding out of its flesh sheath.
She could feel her clit beginning to quiver as her arousal grew.
Her sexual tension was growing at the same rate as the tension in her bowels.
She could tell that those tensions were going to combine into a single tension.
All of it would be released when the dildo was removed from Melinda's straining ass-hole.
She knew that she was going to have a terrific orgasm the second she was allowed to release the hot water.
But the pain in her abdomen was incredible. Melinda had her eyes closed tightly.
Her back teeth were clenched together so hard that her jaw ached even more than it had when she offered her throat to her master.
Every muscle and bone and Melinda's body was quivering by the time the last drop of water drained from the bag into her bowels.
Bernard smiled with satisfaction as he saw that she had done it.
He was proud of the little girl straining in the tub.
He thought she was the best little slave to come around in some time.
He paused for a moment, just so her agony could last a few seconds longer.
Melinda's ass cheeks were as hard as rocks from stress at that moment.
They were pressed tightly together and the hose was sticking out from in between.
Bernard pulled back the shower curtain a little bit and bent at the waist.
He reached out with his right arm and grabbed the hose.
He ran his fingers up the hose until he was gripping it at the very base of the dildo enema nozzle.
With a sharp tug of his wrist he pulled the nozzle out of her ass-hole.
It made a popping noise that amused Bernard when it came out.
"RELEASE!" he screamed out with a grand gesture of his arm.
He raised the black nozzle' up over his head with a long sweep of his arm.
He looked like he was waving the green flag to start a grand prix auto race.
That was the sweetest word Melinda Manning had ever heard in her entire life.
She relaxed her sphincter muscle and clamped down hard on the muscles in her intestines.
She heard herself make an incredibly thunderous farting noise as she released the water.
The first gush of enema water went the length of the tub and hit the white tiled wall behind her.
She could smell the room quickly become filled with the scent of her enema.
The whole shower room smelled of her fart and enema water.
But just as the tension in her bowels was released, she could feel her sexual tension being released also.
Her inner cunt went into massive convulsions and her love button felt like it was going to pop right out of her pussy.
Her back teeth came unclenched and her lower lip dropped.
She let out a pitiful moan of pleasure, sounding incredibly weak.
The waves of ecstasy rolled through her body, enhanced by the pain she felt in her legs and arms.
The rest of the enema water landed inside the tub.
Melinda looked down and could see her straining toes swimming in the stained water.
Bernard quickly reached up to release Melinda's wrists from the shower nozzle.
The last bit of water dribbled out of Melinda's ass-hole.
It ran thick and hot down the insides of her thighs.
Bernard quickly untied the knot that held Melinda's wrists to the nozzle.
She was allowed to lower her ankles to the tub and lower her arms.
But at that moment her legs could no longer support the weight of her body.
She crumpled into the bottom of the tub in a heap.
She didn't care that she was rolling in the smelly water.
She didn't care if she got it all in her hair and over her torso.
She was too relieved about the pain fading away to think about anything else.
Her intense orgasm had left a hot afterglow in its wake.
She placed her hands by her sides and she could feel the blood flowing back into her fingers.
As the sensation returned to her hands she placed her right hand over her pussy and her left hand over her ass-hole.
She pressed on those holes with her fingers and let out a sorrowful moan.
She rocked back and forth, face euphoric, looking as if she were trying to keep the pleasure from flowing out.
When she stopped rocking she slowly opened her eyes.
She looked up at her sex master and her eyes became misty.
She had truly learned the diving association between pleasure and pain.
The humiliation of being forced to shit in front of her master was almost the final humiliation.
She only had one humiliation left before her initial training session would be complete.
She was on her back and the water was slowly draining out of the tub.
There was some residue left behind but most of it made it down the drain.
Bernard looked down at his beautiful, yet very smelly slave.
He placed his hands on his belly and began to laugh at her.
He laughed harder and harder, his face turning bright red.
His whole body shook and he threw back his head so he was looking at the ceiling of the shower room.
There were tears in his eyes by the time he stopped laughing.
"I find you very amusing, my sweet little girl," he said. "And you are almost done here. But before you are allowed to leave there is one more thing you must do. I can see by the awful mess you made in the tub that you are nothing more than a human toilet. You are a scum girl, that's all. So I will have to treat you just as if you were a toilet. You see, my pretty little one, I have to take a tremendous piss. I have been holding it in ever since you sucked me off. Now I am going to take my leak and I am going to take it right in your mouth!"