About five years after my husband died and still in my forties I made a difficult decision to try and fulfill a fantasy I had harboured for years. I had dreamed of receiving an enema as an adult for the first time. Ideally I had wanted my husband to administer it but he would never go near my bottom let alone inject water into it. I had not had sex since my husband died and I knew that I might not meet anyone romantically who would fulfill my fantasy.

Eventually I plucked up the courage enough to contact a gentleman who advertised amongst other things the administering of enemas in a medical setting. I was very nervous but agreed to meet him in a pub to discuss my requirements. He was a good-looking gentleman probably late fifties in age. He asked me what I was looking for and I explained that I had no one to give me an enema but I did not wish for anything sexual from the meeting. He confirmed, that for a not insubstantial payment, he would give me a cleansing enema followed by a second to remove any irritant present in the first. It would be completed in a medical setting in his house and he would behave as any nurse or doctor would throughout.

We agreed for me to visit him the next day. I was both very nervous and very excited when I rang the bell. To my surprise a female about my age opened the door and confirmed my name very formally. She said I was a little early but that Doctor Brown was ready for me. She showed me straight into a room, which was just like a doctor’s surgery. “Doctor Brown” was there in a white coat and greeted me just as formally.

“Would you like nurse Gemma to be present during the procedure or not? It is completely your chose.”

It did comfort me but I had not envisaged a third party present and said that I did not require her to stay. He invited me to undress behind the screen only retaining my bra. He said there were gowns to wear if I wished but that he generally preferred to work without them. I was a little uncomfortable but felt to use one would seem to question the “doctor’s” authority. As I undressed I was horrified at how excited and wet I had become. With nothing else available I tried to dry my pussy with my already very wet panties before creeping out into the room.

“Please lay on the couch on your side facing away from me and bent your top leg. I will then lubricate you ready for the nozzle. There that’s just perfect.”

I was surprised to hear the door open.

“This should be the perfect temperature would you like me to hang it on the stand for you. I have put an extra half pint in this first bag, as I am sure Mrs. Ashley would want the full experience.”

“Thank you Gemma, yes I am sure Mrs. Ashley will be a good patient and will be capable of handling a large warm enema. This should really clean her out nicely.”

The fact that the nurse knew what was gonna happen for some reason embarrassed me even though she then left and closed the door. I had spent the previous evening shaving the hairs on my bottom and pussy and trimming my pubic hair. I was really nervous of anyone seeing my anus, which nobody had seen since I was a child. He was firm as he lifted my upper cheek and quickly found the center of my crinkled bottom with his lubricated finger. After lubricating the area he pushed his finger in a couple of inches with no delay. It took my breath away and it took me a couple of seconds to realize that it felt wonderful.

His finger disappeared way too quickly but I was delighted when newly lubricated it was reinserted. He worked deeply around inside my bottom spreading the lubricant into every part he could reach. I wished he would, in addition to lubricating me, spend a little time just fucking my bottom with his finger but I realized I had made it clear that I was not looking for a sexual experience. I was tempted to say I had changed my mind but wondered better of it.

“There you feel a lot more relaxed back there now.”

He explained that the nozzle had two balloons and one would be blown up inside my anus and one outside. In this way there would be no risk of leaking and I would be able to take a larger volume. I was surprised as he pushed the nozzle into me how big it was. It was not painful but it stretched me wider than I am sure I had ever been.

“You are very tight back here Mrs. Ashley. I had assumed that you had had anal sex but if you haven’t and the nozzle is too big I can use a smaller one.”

“No I haven’t but it is okay it is not too big please carry on using it.”

He did seem to push the nozzle in and out a little more than I expected but I was not complaining. It felt even better than his finger. He told me he would now begin to inflate the inner balloon. Within two squeezes I felt my bottom was full but he squeezed twice more until I gasped. To my surprise he deflated the balloon and started again saying this would locate it better. After four squeezes he asked if I was okay and I said that I could take a little more. The fifth seemed to fill my pussy as well as my bottom. The outer balloon was inflated with little fuss.

“Now you are likely to experience some cramps as the water goes in. Please tell me and I will pause it until you say. For this cleansing to be successful I require you to take the full bag, do you understand?”

It was the first time he had seemed to challenge me but it was just the treatment I wanted. At my first complaint he stopped the flow and told me to turn onto my back. I hesitated only to be told to do as requested, as this would allow him to massage my stomach to force the water deeper. Now I was afraid he would see that my pussy was once again flooding. I could not look him in the eye as I turned showing him my clipped pubes and wet pussy. The movement had stopped the cramps and he released the flow again. Using his thumbs he massaged just above my pubic hair moving his hands upward in circles.

Although he was inches away the pressure applied down there and the aroused state I was in had led to my clit being fully erect. I have a very tight clit hood, which prevents my clit putting in a full appearance on most occasions, but also means that once exposed it stays erect while I am aroused. There was no chance of it disappearing any time soon. I was now feeling very full and more water was going in. I asked for a break and he turned the flow off. He massaged on and I found my hips pushing in an attempt to get his arm or his fingers to contact my clit. I knew that the merest touch would bring me to orgasm and this scared me but my body kept on trying. I sensed the bag finally emptying and was very relieved, as I was ready to explode in more methods than one.

“There Mrs. Ashley you have done well, let’s see if I can distract you for ten minutes while the solution does it’s work?”

I wondered he was gonna sexually excite me but was disappointed when he moved away and put some music on. My body was screaming for sexual attention and relief. I wondered about masturbating I wished the doctor would touch me or even fuck me but that was not gonna happen. For the second time I nearly broke down and asked him to change our agreement but just held out until he told me it was time to empty my bowels. Supporting the nozzle in my bottom he led me to the toilet and deflated the balloons and eased it out of my bottom. He told me to come back when I had finished. It took ten minutes before I was once again on the couch.

A bag that looked gigantic was hanging up. This time he seemed to take even more care at lubricating and loosening me up. I was now much more relaxed generally but no less aroused. The balloons were inflated and the water flow started. I suffered no cramps but the doctor stopped the flow when he said I had taken half of the water. I felt very full but not uncomfortable. He began to massage my stomach again and twice the pressure seemed to ease as water was encouraged to move higher in me.

I was in a very strange mental state. I was sort of floating in a euphoric condition. The other half of the water was into me before I knew it. My pussy was soaking; my clit purple with arousal, my ignored nipples rock hard and my rectum was stretched to bursting. Yes, I was euphoric but I did need an orgasm. It was as if the doctor had played me the whole time to keep me at fever pitch. If so he was a true artist.

When he took me to the toilet and removed the nozzle it suddenly hit me that the experience was nearly over. My heart sank the euphoria disappeared and my frustration took over. Within an hour I was home with my head in a spin and a feeling of loss. I had never been so highly aroused for a fraction of the time the doctor had kept me so. I did not want to simply masturbate to orgasm, as this would have been an anti-climax after the days events. I knew what I had to do and was soon on the phone to arrange another appointment with a change in the arrangements. He said he could not give me an appointment until a weeks time. I was bitterly disappointed, as I wanted one the next day.

The appointment filled my thoughts every waking hour and even one nights sleeping hours, during the week. Many times I felt like masturbating but resisted, as I was sure this would enhance the appointment.

When I rang the doorbell this time I was greeted by Gemma. She asked me how I had enjoyed the previous appointment and whether I had been as aroused as Brian had suggested to her afterwards. I was taken back by this but realized we were now in a different role-play. I was here to be given two large enemas by a dominant couple who had a very wide brief.

“Yes Gemma I was extremely aroused throughout my previous appointment. Doctor Brown, sorry Brian was expert at keeping me aroused throughout.”

“Have you masturbated since you left here Mrs. Ashley?”

“No Gemma as promised I have resisted all week. It has been very difficult.”

“From your phone conversation with Brian we have completed a role-play checklist. Please read it and confirm you agree with it.”

She gave me a sheet of paper (see below) and gave me time to read it. I didn’t take it all in but did ask.

“If that is the standard checklist what is a non standard one like? What are other popular role-plays? Why is the humiliation level 5?”

“Oh there are some very extreme things on some of the checklists. Believe it or not one of the most requested by females is the rape fantasy. Here is a list of popular role-plays (see below) we cater for, but we consider any request we receive. The humiliation level of 5 means that the two of us can humiliate you as much as we wish but no one else can be involved. You will refer to us as Mistress and Master. Do you understand and agree?”

“Yes I understand and agree Mistress.”

“Are you aroused now? If I felt your pussy now would it be wet?”

“I am so sorry I am very wet. I cannot help it I do so want to be controlled and given a big enema.”

“Don’t apologize if you are not wet now we will certainly make sure you soon are. We will give you the biggest enema you have ever had and you will do exactly what we tell you.”

I was taken into a different room than last time. It was like a big living room but did have some equipment that at first sight looked like gym equipment. Brian was there dressed in casual clothes and welcomed me with.

“Anna, please strip all your clothes off put them on the chair over there then kneel in the middle of the room with your head resting on your arms and your bottom as high in the air as you can get it and your legs spread wide.”

I was taken back by the lack of pleasantries and his almost cold instruction. If I was nervously excited before now that excitement cranked up quickly. Each item of clothing coming off made me feel more vulnerable and more helpless. I knew that sexual stimulation was part of the role-play but was hugely embarrassed by the state of my pussy when I displayed it as required.

“As I suspected it appears that Anna has no control over herself. I think that we should teach her some over the next few hours. Look at her pussy she is so wet that it has dripped right round to her bottom. Her clit looks like it is desperate to be fully uncovered. Shall we see if we can help it by just relaxing her rectum with our fingers?”

They talked to each other as if I was not there. I was just there to be played with. It was so sexy. I did not expect the gentleness of the first contact that was feather-like and almost tickled the whole area around the dark crinkled center of my anus. There was lube on the finger but it made no attempt to enter my bottom even when I felt it relax as if welcome penetration. This finger was removed and another replaced it with more lube.

I wanted so badly to reach down and play with my erect nipples but wondered better of it. The playing went on for minutes during which I entered a dazed state of arousal. It was gorgeous but I also knew I needed more and without thinking said.

“Please”

I didn’t know what I was asking for but they seemed to.

“Please what stop, please do it harder, please put a finger in your bottom. I think she wants something put in her bottom but she has not yet understand that she has no choice and that we will do what and when we like. My goodness it took only that to get her clit to put in an appearance. It is not as engorged and purple as last time but I suspect we can remedy that.”

Two fingers from the same hand slid down and along the outside of my wet lips before coming together just below my clit. I tried to shift slightly to move my clit onto the fingers but Mistress laughed and moved with my body to prevent it.

“Poor Anna hasn’t learned yet Brian but there is plenty of time for her to realize that the more she demands anything the less likely she will get it.”

The pressure applied by the fingers increased as she ran them along the length of my pussy three times still falling short of my clit. I had to steel myself but just managed to withstand moving to increase the stimulation. As this hand was removed I felt a pressure right at the core of my anus as something pushed firmly and forcefully inches inside me in one continuous movement. It was a finger and having reached in until it could not go further it pulled out until my bottom just closed with the digit still applying a little pressure. It opened me up again as it repeated the action half a dozen times. I was simply having my bottom fucked in the most gorgeous way. The finger was big enough to make me feel fucked but small enough to cause no discomfort only pleasure.

I felt the usual signs of the orgasm as it prepared to explode in me. One more push and I would have been past the point of no return. It didn’t come only a laugh from Master and a firm slap on my bottom. I had only been undressed for a few moments but I was overwhelmed at how being totally at the whim of these two people felt so wonderful. I wanted an orgasm but I wanted to be helplessly controlled dominated and humiliated far more.

After they gave me time to recover from my near orgasm a finger returned. Much more functional now as it spread loads of lube around the walls of my rectum. Functional it might have been but arousing it certainly was. I hadn’t realized how relaxed and stretched my bottom was until two fingers were pushed into me and explored every inch they could reach. I was then moved onto a bench. I was laid on my back with my hands secured behind my neck and my legs pulled back knees bent and legs wide aside. The bindings were padded and the position surprisingly comfortable.

I expected the nozzle to be buried into my bottom immediately but instead gentle hands opened my pussy lips and a finger and thumb rolled my clit between them. The action changed to a stroking action like the wanking of a prick. It was heavenly, so good I knew without looking that it was the Mistress. As soon as my hips lifted off the bench the stroking stopped.

“You haven’t got even close to earning an orgasm yet Anna. You have to follow every instruction fully quickly and with enthusiasm to start to earn some credits. The most important instruction is you are not to orgasm until and unless given permission. Trust me you do not want to find out the consequences if you do. Now for fun I am going to play with your clit again. You are to control yourself for as long as possible before asking me nicely to stop. The longer you can go the more credits you earn.”

The stroking was gorgeous. Not hard but hard enough to drive me crazy. I was immediately on the road to orgasm but did everything I could to slow myself down. I needed the orgasm so badly but with a gigantic sigh said

“Please stop I am so close to orgasm it’s so beautiful.”

She stopped after two more strokes that nearly defeated me. Three minutes later the inflated nozzle was stretching me to my limits. Mistress had teased me by saying she had never seen a bottom so ready to be filled with water. As the first water hit my bowels Master and Mistress sat each side of me and took a nipple each.

The water flowed in easily and I closed my eyes and relaxed taking in every sensation flooding my body. The first cramp hit me and they stopped the flow. One massaged my stomach while the other played with my swollen pussy and purple clit. It was hard to think of this as anything other than lovemaking with a hint of menace. They were soon able to resume the water flow and as they did so they went back to my nipples. When they announced that the bag was empty I was surprised. I was feeling tremendous pressure but very little discomfort.

“We are going to let the solution do it’s best for 15 minutes. We have chosen three of our toys to entertain you while you are full. This pair of brushes can be used to caress either you nipples or your clit. The vibrator has a number of uses but we will keep it away from that swollen clit. The last is this lightweight flogger. One of our clients can orgasm from her nipples being flogged while full and always erupts if it finds her clit. Let’s see how you find our toys.”

I knew I had to relax my body as much as feasible but with my arousal level so high this would be a challenge. They carried on working on my nipples. The brushes were moistened with a solution from a dish they regularly dipped them in. The sensations the brushes caused were beautiful and it took me some time to realize that my rock hard nipples were becoming hot and irritated. My nipples felt like they were directly connected to my clit that was buzzing as if it was being played with. I understood how their client could orgasm from this alone but knew it would take just some small additional stimulation to take me over the top.

Although the pressure was beginning to hurt I knew better than to ask to be allowed to evacuate. Mistress stopped painting my nipple and took the small vibrator and applied it to the lowest point of my pussy. She circled it just touching the opening and laughing said that my pussy was dripping wet. She showed both of us the natural lubrication that created a long strand between the vibrator and my pussy as she pulled it away from my pussy. She increased the size of the circling until I could feel the vibration in my clit even though the vibrator was still an inch away. My body moved to seek clitoral contact with no conscious wondered causing Mistress to laugh again.

“Oh it is so lovely to play with such an easily aroused plaything. Would you like a nice little orgasm Anna?”

“Oh yes please I cannot think straight I am so desperate.”

“I am sure you are but Gemma is not going to give you permission until we both think you have earned it. We will see if you enjoy the flogger?”

With this he flicked the flogger round and round in circles just above one of my nipples. He then moved it closer so that every few rotations it caught just the end of my sensitive nipple. It was like a small electric shock each contact and the connection to my clit was reestablished. He would vary it so it missed for many seconds sometimes followed by half a dozen contacts in a row. My whole body buzzed and I knew I was not in control of my body. He seemed to read me perfectly and varied the amount of contact to keep me helplessly on the edge.