I’ll make everything okay.” You spoke in the sweetest voice that was so soothing, I stopped crying and relaxed in your arms as you held me. “Umm I’m really confused right now. xxx sex “Yes, mistress” I copied. “Don’t ask questions.” You ordered. There I was, face down in the shower, ass up in the air, spreading my own ass cheeks, while you tried to put an enema up my butt. “Okay, bitch! It feels gooey and foamy. How about that?”
I clutched my stomach in pain. Being helpless and exposed. I thought you would help!”
“I am. “Oh really? ‘Fuck. It feels gooey and foamy. Yes mistress…” I sighed sarcastically. Well, it’s really bad and inappropriate and I have to get my courage up for it” I fiddled with my hands and you know how I get when I’m nervous. It only hurt more. Then you stopped and washed off your hands in the spray you set off to the side and then picked something up. Having someone change you against your will.”
“Yes mistress.”
“Well, good thing you’re mine now, isn’t it babygirl?”
“Yes, mistress, it is.”
“Now let’s see about getting you better, eh?”
You turned on the spigot and started filling up the enema bag. “Hey, just put your head down and spread your cheeks for me.”
“Yes mistress”
So I did what you asked. When you got around my junk, I started to get hard and you took notice.
