Chapter 10
Which caused the most discomfort?
Wendy's sore, spanked bottom the oversized butt plug jammed into her straining stretched rectum, corking her or the massive two-quart enema stretching her belly, sending gurgling cramps shooting through her?
The triple combination was quite overwhelming.
Wendy was more than willing to obey. The spanking alone had weakened her resistance. She had been ready to come across then.
Ah, but her resistance had only whetted the appetites of her captors to make her suffer scads of humiliation.
Up the stairs, into the playroom, and face down across the horse she had been put. Her spread legs were chained in place.
She leaned over the horse. The ankle restraints were the only ones locked on, since the cuffs holding her hands behind her back also were in service.
Barbara's outfit was bad enough.
Barbara wore an outfit which was basically similar to her French maid's garb.. . except that this outfit was all in rubber.
She wore a short-sleeved dress of black rubber. It was tight on her. Sweat poured from her face, causing fat droplets to roll off.
It was ever so much hotter within the confines of the suit.
The rubber skirt had a short hem which reached only to the tops of her thighs. When she moved, the swirling skirt flashed her panties into view.
Rubber panties.
Rubber stockings sheathed her legs. They needed no garter suspension, for they were held in place via their own tightness.
The stockings were brown, a pale amber brown, the color of a rubber gum eraser. They clutched her legs with skin-tight perfection.
When she bustled past Wendy, the rich sweet aroma of hot rubber tingled in Wendy's nostrils. Hot rubber heated by contact with Barbara's body.
But while that alarmed Wendy with its kinkiness, Aunt Paula's attire and equipment really threw a scare into the girl.
Wendy stretched across the horse. But, not having her arms dangle over the sides, she did not hang fully down.
She blinked tears from her eyes, the sound of squeaking making her look up.
Paula pushed a serving cart into the playroom. The cart was mounted on rubber wheels, causing the squeaking Wendy had heard.
Paula, too, was newly attired:
From neck to crotch, she was sheathed in a skin-tight white latex outfit, similar to a leotard.
The sleeveless outfit hugged her with skin-tight perfection, fitting like a second skin, hugging every bump and bulge and nook and cranny.
A glinting metallic zipper ran down the front, down below her belly, across her pubic mound, and up between her ass cheeks.
Two other, smaller zippers ran at diagonals across her breasts.
From the knees down, she was sheathed in a pair of wet-look white vinyl boots with high spiked heels and sharply pointed toes.
She wheeled the cart into position alongside the horse.
Wendy's captors loomed around her.
The scent of rubber was thick in Wendy's nostrils.. . mixed with the deeper musk of sweat and sexual secretions.
Enjoying her role, Paula made her preparations in front of Wendy, so the squirming blonde could see and dread it all.
The enema nozzle?
Not the small rectal nozzle which Wendy remembered from her girlhood session across Granny's lap, but rather an oversized, menacing implement.
It looked more like a penis than anything else-an erect penis.
It suggested to Wendy those wicked vibrators which had worked her over on the bed earlier this morning.
It was eight inches long and torpedo shaped, streamlined, with a fat bulbous head and a gently tapering shaft.
At the end of the shaft was a section of white rubber tubing, which spiraled into a two-quart red rubber bag.
It was identical to a hot water bottle. It was filled with liquid, so filled that it strained at its seams.
Beads of water glimmered on the pebbly outer rubber surface.
Paula unwrapped a pair of pink rubber gloves from a boxy package. She pulled them on her hands with authoritative snaps.
Then she greased Wendy.
Paula positioned herself behind Wendy's rear. Albert rested his hand on the middle of Wendy's back, holding her down.
Wendy turned her head, looking over her shoulder at the proceedings.
"Ummmmm, this ass is so nice and red," Paula murmured.
She clamped her hands on Wendy's bottom.
"Oh! Owwwwwwww!"
"You gave her a good spanking, Albert," Paula approved.
"Thank you, my dear!"
"I can feel the heat of it right up through these gloves!"
Paula dipped her fingers into the jar of lubricating jelly which Barbara held.
"What are you going to do?! " wailed Wendy.
"I'm going to grease up your little hole," Paula smiled.
She spread Wendy's quivering ass cheeks, smearing a mass of grease on the anus. She stuffed some of it into Wendy's hole.
Strange transformations were wrought in Wendy's psyche.
Her adult defenses had been stripped away by this humiliating treatment, and she had been thrust back to the vulnerability of childhood.
Softly she sobbed: ' "Don't, please, don't!"
Wendy groaned when Paula pressed the tip of a greased middle finger to an equally greased anus and slipped it in.
"Oh!"
Paula inserted her finger in deep, up to the knuckle, Then she wriggled it around, stretching Wendy out.
She retracted the finger at last.
On top of the wheeled serving cart was a porcelain basin. Paula held the dildo-like enema nozzle over the basin.
She opened the valve. Water spurted out fitfully, then came in a gushing flow. Paula shut the valve down.
She greased up the nozzle. An action done suggestively, as if Paula applied lubricant to a penis prior to insertion.
And then she was ready.
Barbara stood by, holding the enema bag by its top.
Paula pressed her gloved hand down on
Wendy's rear, across the bottom cleft, fingers splayed on both red cheeks.
Where her fingers pressed the ass cheeks, they turned a pale white, in contrast to the overall red color on them.
Paula's fingers spread the bottom cheeks to the sides, exposing Wendy's asshole.
A little dimpled rosebud it was, all swimming with grease.
Paula guided the oversized enema nozzle to it.
"No! Please, it's too big for me to take "
"Nonsense!" grinned Albert. "Why, much smaller and younger girls than you have taken ever so much larger instruments in their rears!"
"You should know, lover," Paula grinned. "Now, just try and relax yourself, Wendy, and it will go in easy enough!"
"No, please "
Paula pressed the nozzle tip to the quivering dimpled greased hole.
Steady pressure was applied. The wide nozzle head squashed her anus, spreading its folds to the sides, working them open.
Heedless of the admonition to hold herself relaxed, Wendy gritted her teeth and hissed her breath through a pale face which grew ever-red with hot shame.
The wrinkled folds of the anus slowly stretched and spread.
"Oh! Ohhhhh!! ! ' Pop!
"Owwwwwww!"
The nozzle head pushed past the girl's anus to thrust into her tight satiny rectum, stretching those quivering membranes.
Albert and Barbara clustered on either side of Paula. They leaned forward, their faces hovering only inches from Wendy's red ass.
Leering, exultant, thrilled by the constant whimpering cries pouring out of the girl, cries more of shame than of pain, the master nand the maid watched hotly as the mistress of the house inserted the nozzle deep.
Until at last it was firmly, deeply lodged in Wendy.
Wendy's ass cheeks, released from tight-gripping hands which held them spread for anal penetration, closed on the nozzle.
Rather, closed on that part of the nozzle which jutted from her hole. Her cheeks pressed the nozzle base and the rubber tubing attached.
"Hold the bag higher, Barbara," commanded Paula.
The command obeyed, Paula threw the valve, opening the flow of fluid.
Waters gurgled down the spiraling tube, looping the loop like an amusement park ride, before flowing into Wendy.
"Oh "
The girl's startled cry rang out as the first fluid started filling her.
. . .Before even a third of the bag had entered her, gasping Wendy her face now beet-red and burning hot was seized with an irresistible impulse to void her bowels.
But quite the contrary happened she was only further filled.
Her normally flat belly swelled outward, inflating like a flat tire being pumped full of air, so her belly began swelling outward.
By the time the bag was drained into her, Wendy looked pregnant, so large and swollen was her belly.
More awaited her.
Paula stood at the ready with a greased butt plug.
When the nozzle was retracted, withdrawn from the satiny sheath of Wendy's rectum, Paula immediately inserted the butt plug in its place.
She could not fit it in all at once, in one shove. It was too wide and Wendy's rectum, even through stretched by the nozzle, was too narrow for that.
But Paula inserted enough to prevent any leakage.. . and then slowly, deliberately, never retreating a fraction of an inch, she jammed the plug in deep.
Wendy was corked like a bottle.
The butt plug stretched her rectum to its greatest width yet. It ached but the discomfort paled with the swelling strains of her tummy.
Albert said smoothly:
"And now, Wendy, you are ready to cooperate?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "oh, yes! Please, please, I have to go to the bathroom so bad, please let me go, please!"
"Indeed you shall after you have properly demonstrated your sincerity!"
Wrapped up in her belly-straining discomfort, Wendy took some seconds to realize that Albert, standing before her, was taking down his pants.
He was hard, of course.
His penis floated up in front of her face. It rose from his hips like a rocket. Her session of humiliation had triggered intense arousal in him.
"What.. . ? "
"I have something for you, Wendy!" Albert smirked.
He pressed his penis against her hot red tear-stained face. Her tears smeared on the fine-grained velvety flesh of his hard cock.
He put its head to her trembling lips.
"Kiss it, Wendy.. . kiss-kiss, darling!"
Trembling all over, Wendy puckered up, pressing velvet lips to the cock head.
Albert made her kiss his cock all over. He lifted it, so it stood vertically, so she could kiss her way down the shaft.
And then, kiss his balls, too.
"Now lick it, honey, lick the good stiff cock!"
Out from Wendy's whimpering mouth issued a tongue. It licked the balls, throwing Albert into squirming breathless pleasure.
When she licked her way to the cock head, he stuffed it between her lips.
Wendy was forced to suck the cock head for a while.
The width of the cock stretched her lips. Saliva drooled down her chin, making it sticky and shiny.
Then he forced his penis deeper into her mouth.
Wendy's tongue was squashed flat in her mouth. His thrust prodded the cock head against the back of her throat.
In her distended tummy, water shifted and sloshed and rumbled and gurgled, as the enema fluid interpenetrated all her bowels.
These rumbling shifts sent moans riding through Wendy and, since his cock was plugged into that moaning mouth, Albert was the beneficiary of them.
Albert fucked Wendy's face.
Paula was not entirely unoccupied. She stood behind Wendy, fingering the girl's pussy, fondling its lips, sliding, stroking.
She made Wendy get all wet inside.
Wendy tried hard not to press too forcefully against the bar of the horse, for pressure against her filled belly was most discomforting.
Paula inserted a finger in Wendy's pussy and pressed the base of her thumb against the girl's clit, massaging it.
This wickedly sensual massage took root way down deep in Wendy. She squirmed to resist it. But her squirmings only agitated her swollen stomach.
Albert's saliva-dripping cock burned hot and red as it glided back and forth in her mouth, humping and pumping.
"Here it comes, Wendy! And you must swallow it all!"
Albert pressed sweaty palms to the girl's cheeks, and thrust his penis between them, cramming it deep into her mouth.
And came!
Masses of come spurted from the cock, shooting down into her throat.
"Poor baby!" Barbara cooed in mock sympathy. "How she can possibly find room for another drop of anything is beyond me!"
But find it she must, and Wendy did, for she gulped down those masses of come.
. . .His first load drained, his cock still stiff, Albert withdrew.
Wendy's tongue swam in come. Its taste filled her mouth. Slow masses, streamers of the stuff, slid down her gullet.
Albert's penis was red, rubbery, stickily glistening -
And hard!
"I'll change places with you, Albert!" volunteered Paula. "A capital idea!"
Holding his cock in hand, squeezing, kneading it, Albert and his wife reversed positions, so she stood at Wendy's face, and he stood at her rear.
Rising out of the cleft of her red-spanked buttocks was the flat disk that was the base of the butt plug.
But her pretty precious pussy was quite unplugged -
Not for long!
Paula had done her work well back here. Her fingerings had left Wendy hot and dripping between the labia.
Albert guided his red cock to the target of her tender pussy. He jammed the penis head between her labia.
Wendy groaned.
Albert inched forward, feeding her his cock.
He fed it to her by slow degrees. She was wet, but her steaming sheath was so very tight.
His hard cock sank deep inside Wendy.
He fucked her.
When he thrust deep, his hips slammed her buttocks. His hot fucking action thoroughly agitated her already tumultuous filled tummy.
More than the fucking from behind threw Wendy into awesome agitation.
For, standing in front of of Wendy, Paula hooked her forefinger into the gold ring at the top of her zipper.
And pulled it down.
All the way down.
The white latex suit was like a skin-diver's wet suit and in a very real sense, Paula was a skin-diver.
And a muff diver.
But it was Wendy who would be doing the honors in that sector.
The zipper opened down to the crotch, then between Paula's legs, then up to the crack of her ass behind.
Her fleshy pussy lips dangled down between the slitted latex opening. Her ripe aroma of sexuality poured out from her pussy.
Her bush was dark black. Her pussy lips were full, moist, humid.
She leaned forward, pressing her pussy against Wendy's face.
Wendy grimaced with repulsion.
"You better do a good job of getting me off, Wendy!" Paula laughed. "You won't be freed and unplugged until you do!"
"I I can't!"'
"You must! . . .You will!"
Paula threw her pussy up against Wendy's face. Pussy lips quivered. They spread, smearing steamy aromatic juices on Wendy's mouth.
Wendy applied her mouth to the pussy, kissing and licking.
"Stick your tongue inside me, girl!"
Wendy pressed her tongue to the slit.
Moist rich juices tingled on the tongue tip. Timidly Wendy pushed some more of her tongue into the membranes.
Paula shoved her hips forward, so Wendy's tongue was inserted deeply in her sex. She ground her pussy lips against Wendy's mouth.
Meanwhile, from behind, Albert was plowing her with deep hard strokes.
Each time he jammed it deep, fluids sloshed and rumbled and gurgled in Wendy's belly. Her pussy steamed with sex heat.
While her mouth was filled with Paula's rich thick juices.
In the future?
Wendy's complete and total sexual enslavement and corruption. The rest of the process would be documented by exhaustive picture-taking, recording all aspects of Wendy's journey into perversity graphic pictures, the threat of whose revelation would keep Wendy compliantly obedient!