1. Wife Training


    Date: 11/20/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    position. I strapped her wrists and ankles to the edges of the table, and filled a double- enema bag with warm, soapy water. The double-bardex was very efficient at giving f***ed enemas, because it had two bulbs that could be inflated, one inside and one outside the body. I lubed up the probe and slowly pushed the first deflated bulb into her ass, and I could hear sounds of protest from behind the gag. &#034You are to remain still, and quiet, unless I instruct you otherwise.&#034 I started to inflate the inner bulb, and again she protested. &#034You have earned your first punishment, Anna,&#034 I told her. I inflated both bulbs and retrieved a paddle from the wall. &#034I'm going to paddle you until you agree to hold still, and be quiet.&#034 I went right to work, smacking her ass and thighs with the paddle, harder and faster, harder and faster, the enema hose swaying. I could hear her screaming behind the gag, and I knew that this paddling had already gone beyond anything she had ever recieved before. When I stopped, her ass was beet-red and swollen. I could hear her trying to breathe, snot blowing out of her nose. &#034I am going to remove your gag, Anna, but only to hear you say one thing. You will say, 'I will be quiet and I will be still, Master.' If you do not say it, then the gag goes back in and the paddling continues.&#034 I unbuckled the gag and pried the ball from her mouth. She was sobbing and trying to catch her breath. I gave her a minute to compose herself, ...
    and I admired her red ass cheeks with the hose protruding between them. &#034I...will...be quiet,&#034 she sobbed for a second and continued, &#034and..I ...will be still, Master.&#034 &#034Good girl,&#034 I told her. &#034Now maybe we can continue without the gag...that's up to you.&#034 I opened the valve on the bag, and she moaned as she began to fill, and she tensed as she began to cramp. I stopped and restarted, over and over, until she had taken a good portion of two quarts. I made her hold it for about 8 minutes while I rubbed her rumbling belly and pulled and twisted her nipples. When she finally broke out in a sweat I knew it was time. The table was equipped with water jets on the sides, and a short hose, and I turned them all on. I deflated the bulbs and the whole stinking, soapy mess shot out of her, the water jets directing it down the drain. Her guts spasmed for a long time, and I hosed off her buttocks and the backs of her legs. Then I refilled the bag and refilled her, making her take 2 1/2 quarts, and then again with three quarts. I washed her down with a soft brush and soapy water. I led her back into the main room, and made her hold her ass spread for me while I inserted a large, greased butt plug into her. It was tight, and she had some trouble taking it, but I was finally able to f***e the flared plug past her anal ring. I told her that I had two more that were bigger, and she would become familiar with them, too. I strapped her to a St. Andrews cross on the ...
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