Barbara giggled behind her and Melissa focused on this noise. She heard kissing sounds and then Barbara giggled once more before letting out a loud moan. Melissa was intrigued but did not dare to look around. She closed her eyes as she shuffled uncomfortably, doubling over as her stomach cramps got worse.
Just when Melissa was beginning to fear that she really would not be able to retain her enema for much longer, an alarm bell sounded behind her, making her jump. Dr. Williams immediately approached her and took her arm. Melissa realized that he must have set a timer for her enema and she felt instant relief as he led her toward the toilet.
Once inside the spacious bathroom, Melissa’s heart sank when Dr. Williams lowered the toilet seat, sat down, and patted his lap. “Please,” she begged, clutching her bottom. Shaking his head, he once more patted his lap and Melissa reluctantly lowered herself into position. Her cheeks were parted and she winced as the plug was eased carefully out of her bottom. She started to push up but Dr. Williams clamped his arm across her back.
“I want you to count these,” he said, smacking his hand down onto her bottom.
Melissa squealed loudly and kicked her legs. “Noooo!” she yelled.
“Oh yes,” Dr. Williams scolded, smacking her bare behind once more.
“Be a good girl and count,” he told her, patting her bottom gently. “When you’ve counted ten smacks, then you can go to the toilet.”
“Owww, one!” yelled Melissa, as Dr. Williams smacked her bottom sharply. She kicked her legs but immediately ceased when her tummy did cartwheels in response. Dr. Williams landed a smack on each cheek and Melissa shouted, “Two, three!” as she clenched her buttocks tightly together. “Four, five!” she yelled as another two smacks landed.
Melissa became frantic when Dr. Williams took hold of her butt cheeks and pulled them apart. She held her breath, clenching her muscles as tightly as she could. “Relax,” Barbara soothed, as she pressed something into Melissa’s bottom. It was only small, but Melissa desperately needed the toilet and she fought desperately. As she was held in position, Barbara pressed her finger into Melissa’s tightly clenched anus. “It’s just a soap suppository,” Barbara told her, pressing it deep into her rectum. Barbara kept her finger deep inside Melissa’s bottom for a few moments and Melissa started to squirm. The enema was bad enough—she was desperate to go to the toilet already—but the soap burned and she needed to go now.
“Please,” she begged. “Toilet!” she wailed in distress as her legs scissored frantically.
Barbara’s finger pushed the soap deeper into her bottom and Melissa whimpered in despair. Eventually Barbara’s finger slipped out of her anus and Dr. Williams patted her bottom once more. “You don’t need to count these last five,” he told her, smacking each sit spot hard twice as Melissa wailed in response and clenched her butt cheeks together desperately. A final smack landed right on the center of her bottom and Melissa jumped to her feet immediately after Dr. Williams released her. He slowly stood up and Melissa watched him, eyes wide as she hopped from foot to foot, gripping her bottom with both hands.
As Dr. Williams lifted the toilet lid, Melissa literally threw herself onto the seat and looked at him, desperately willing him to leave. As he knelt down in front of her, she wrapped her arms around her stomach, crossed her ankles, and clenched her butt cheeks together.
“Please go,” she begged, as sweat started to bead on her forehead, chest, and back. “Please,” she whimpered again, leaning forward as another cramp took hold and the soap burned insistently.
Realizing that Dr. Williams would not be giving her privacy to release her enema, she closed her eyes. Another cramp caused her to lean further forward and cry out, and Dr. Williams gently rubbed her back and made encouraging noises until she finally stopped fighting and reluctantly released her enema and the soap suppository. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment at being forced to expel her enema in front of Dr. Williams, but she was unable to prevent the inevitable and after ten long minutes, she finally allowed Dr. Williams to help her to her feet. She blushed when he insisted that she bend over and grip the edge of the sink while he wiped her bottom clean. She resisted at first, but a couple of sharp smacks to her thighs had her eager to please him. He used a wet washcloth to clean her bottom, and she winced as he pushed it up into her anus, forcing it deeper with his finger before yanking it out roughly. Melissa gasped with shock and he immediately repeated the action before using a towel to pat her dry.
As he helped her to her feet and led her back into the nurse’s examination room, Melissa faltered. She had no idea what else they were going to do to her and she was terrified. Dr. Williams put his arm around her and encouraged her over to the examination table, where he helped her up into a sitting position before pushing her backwards until she lay flat on her back. Melissa raised her head and watched as Barbara approached her, carrying a large bowl.
Barbara smiled as she set the bowl down on a trolley that her husband wheeled across to the table. Melissa couldn’t help but notice that it was full of steaming hot water and she frantically shook her head. “No more, please,” she begged, wondering what on earth Barbara planned on doing to her now. Barbara smiled as she picked up a wash cloth and dipped it in the water, immediately pressing the hot wet cloth between Melissa’s legs and rubbing her pussy.
“Spread your legs and relax,” Barbara urged, as Dr. Williams took Melissa by the shoulders and pressed down, pinning her against the table. “Melissa,” Barbara said, a little less friendly this time, “bend your knees, place your feet flat on the table, and relax.”
“I can’t,” Melissa whimpered. Sighing deeply, Barbara removed the wet wash cloth from between Melissa’s legs, grasped her ankles and lifted them in the air, and then began pushing her knees back toward her chest. Melissa panicked when Dr. Williams leaned across her, took her ankles from his wife, and pulled them up over her head, leaving her knees bent slightly and her bottom raised from the table, her legs spread crudely apart. Melissa howled in embarrassment as she glanced down between her legs and saw that she was being held in a position similar to that of a baby being diapered.
Without warning she felt a sharp sting on her bottom hole. She looked down to see Barbara’s hand raised above her spread legs and she yelled loudly as the nurse’s hand landed firmly on her exposed anus once more. Melissa tried to wriggle free but Dr. Williams was gripping her too tightly and all she could do was cry out as another sharp smack stung her exposed anus.
Another smack landed and Melissa’s eyes flew open. She stared open mouthed at Barbara, who had just spanked her pussy. Melissa looked down between her thighs and shrieked as Barbara raised her hand above her mound and smacked it down firmly once more.
“Are you ready to behave?” Barbara asked her sternly, as she landed three more sharp smacks on Melissa’s helpless pussy. Melissa whimpered and squirmed, trying to move her pussy away from Barbara’s stinging spanks, but Dr. Williams held her firmly.
As Barbara’s hand hovered over Melissa’s vulnerable pussy once more, Melissa stared pleadingly into her eyes. “I asked if you are ready to behave. Are you?” demanded Barbara.
Blushing, Melissa nodded. She would agree to anything to stop another smack landing on her fiercely stinging anus and pussy.
To Melissa’s relief, Barbara lowered her hand and patted her mound gently. “Good girl,” she said, picking up the wet wash cloth and laying it across Melissa’s slit.
Melissa was mortified when Dr. Williams continued to hold her legs up, leaving her in the most humiliating position she could imagine. Despite the deep embarrassment she was feeling, though, she could not tear her eyes away from her vulnerable pussy and the shaving brush that Barbara dipped into the water before rubbing it briskly over a block of shaving soap. Melissa watched with wide eyes as Barbara held the brush against her pussy and rubbed the lather over her folds. She looked up at Dr. Williams, gripping her ankles tightly and spreading her legs wide apart, and she felt the heat ri
se in her cheeks once again. She couldn’t suppress a strangled moan when Barbara trailed the brush up her slit and slowly circled her clitoris before moving back down and dipping the brush between her crudely spread buttocks, tickling her anus.
Melissa relaxed momentarily when Barbara finally stopped, but as the cold razor was pressed against her pussy lips she screwed her eyes tightly shut, shaking her head from side to side as Barbara carefully shaved her privates until not a single hair remained. She did a very thorough job, pulling and prodding at Melissa’s pussy lips and shaving around her exposed bottom hole as well. Finished at last, Barbara plunged a finger into Melissa’s pussy and a second finger into her anus and she squirmed in shame, unable to stop the unwelcome intrusion.
“Are you enjoying this?” asked Barbara. “You dirty girl,” she laughed, as Melissa shook her head frantically.
“Noooo!” she wailed, horrified to hear the unmistakable wet sounds of her own arousal as Barbara pumped her fingers in and out of Melissa’s soaking pussy.
“I think she’s earned herself a little treat,” said Dr. Williams in a seductive tone as he released her ankles. Melissa was relieved to finally be able to lower her legs. She kept her eyes on the doctor and watched him as he slowly walked around the table. Melissa lifted her head as he reached the other end and took her ankles, walking backwards as he slowly pulled her down the table. As Melissa’s bottom reached the end of the table, she panicked and threw her arms out, fearing he was going to pull her over the edge. Dr. Williams smiled as he walked toward her, bent forward and buried his face in her pussy. Melissa cried out as his tongue lapped at her clit and his fingers probed her.
“No, please!” she yelled out. Melissa was horrified that her words came out sounding like she wanted him to continue rather than stop.
A sudden pain in her nipple had her jerking her head up and she was shocked to see Barbara pinching her nipple between her fingers. “Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying Ben’s tongue on your pussy,” Barbara purred. “I’ve seen you bending over, flashing your panties at him, giving him the come-on,” she said with a devious smile as she pinched Melissa’s nipple harder.
“Oh no,” Melissa cried. “I’m sorry,” she whimpered while Barbara’s fingers tweaked both of her nipples. As Dr. Williams thrust his fingers harder into her and flicked his tongue against her clit, Melissa raised her hips wantonly toward him. She bucked her hips and cried out, “Please, don’t stop!”
Melissa was mortified at her behavior, but was unable to stop thrusting her hips upward, trying to bury his fingers deep inside her. She was frustrated beyond belief when he moved away and smiled as she bucked her hips in a frenzied manner, crying out with frustration.
“What a naughty girl,” Dr. Williams scolded, smacking his hand down on her now fully bare pussy.
Melissa whimpered softly. She desperately wanted him to continue pleasuring her. She was so close to orgasm. “Noooo!” she moaned, horrified at her body’s response to such harsh treatment.
As Dr. Williams raised his hand above her pussy, Melissa closed her legs. “No more,” she begged, looking at him imploringly.
Dr. Williams sighed loudly as he grasped her knees and pushed her legs wide apart. “Keep them spread,” he warned her. He glanced up at his wife. “Hold her down,” he said, and Melissa swallowed anxiously as Barbara pressed down on her shoulders.
Dr. Williams’ hand cupped her shaved pussy and Melissa groaned and raised her hips. When his hand suddenly moved away and smacked down hard, Melissa yelped and immediately closed her legs.
She squirmed in discomfort as Dr. Williams pried her legs apart. When he started to rub her clit she relaxed and spread her legs for him, but then suddenly the doctor’s hand smacked down firmly, stinging her shaven mound. “Noooo!” she yelled as he raised his hand again.
“Keep those legs apart,” he said sternly, his hand hovering over her sex until she reluctantly spread her legs, closing her eyes tightly and gritting her teeth.
Melissa’s eyes flew open and she yelped with shock as he landed two more smacks on her bright pink, well-spanked pussy. He immediately pressed a finger against her clit and rubbed firmly. Melissa blushed as she found herself once more succumbing to his touch.
“Owww!” she shrieked, as yet again a sharp smack made her pussy tingle. She groaned, a mixture of pleasure and pain, as he alternated sharply spanking her pussy with firmly rubbing her clit.
Her cheeks flushed with shame as he took her hand and placed it on her shaved mound, rubbing her hand over the smooth flesh. She gasped as he placed her fingers between her lips and she felt how wet she was.
Dr. Williams tutted and shook his head. “I think our patient’s enjoying herself a little too much,” he told his wife, who nodded in agreement. “This is supposed to be a punishment,” Dr. Williams reminded a blushing Melissa. “Get your hands away from there and roll onto your tummy,” he ordered, shoving her hand aside and giving her pussy another firm smack. “Such a dirty little girl,” he scolded.
Melissa willingly complied, rolling over quickly, pleased to be able to hide her blushes from the doctor and his wife and relieved to prevent him from spanking her pussy any more. She’d had sex a few times in her life, but she had never before experienced such feelings of lust and she was disgusted at her desperation for her first orgasm at the hands of another. She had brought herself to orgasm a few times when she was alone in her room, but now she was nearly in tears with frustration at the doctor’s refusal to satisfy her need after bringing her so close.
“On your knees,” Dr. Williams ordered her, and a trembling Melissa pushed herself up onto all fours. She felt pressure between her shoulder blades and allowed the hand to push her upper body down against the table. She squirmed as her bottom was thrust into the air, her cheeks spread wide. Melissa yelped as she felt a smack on her bottom hole, but this stung much more than Barbara’s hand had. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Dr. Williams looking down at her, his leather belt doubled over in his hand. She winced as he drew it back and then swung it in an arc. She tried to clench her cheeks but the belt caught her squarely on the anus and Melissa reached back and clutched at her behind.
“Hold your bottom cheeks apart,” Dr. Williams instructed her. Melissa turned her face away, pressing her cheek against the table as she reached back and pulled her buttocks apart, letting go and whimpering when the belt struck her anus once more. Seconds later Melissa heard a loud crack and immediately felt a stinging line of pain across her sit spot and realized that Dr. Williams had struck the belt right across her ass. As she whimpered in pain, she was almost pleased when the doctor’s finger slid once more into her bottom hole. It was humiliating, but it was less painful than being smacked there.
Dr. Williams removed his finger and immediately it was replaced by something slightly larger. Melissa squirmed as he twisted it and pressed insistently until the hard object filled her bottom. Just as she was getting used to the slightly larger girth, water once more rushed into her bowels, but this time it was not only a quick jet of water. This time it continued and Melissa pushed up in panic. She looked over her shoulder and gazed in astonishment at the large bag hanging from a stand. It was bulging with hot soapy water and she knew there was no way she would be able to take the entire contents of that bag.
Dr. Williams pressed his hand down on the small of Melissa’s back and Barbara took hold of her hands, whispering soothing words and rubbing her hands gently. “You’re doing so well,” Barbara encouraged her. Melissa looked at her and gave a weak smile. “You know you deserve this,” she added, and Melissa hung her head in shame as the water continued to flow into her.
Melissa panted as she felt her tummy beginning to bloat and she whimpered when she glanced back and saw the bag was still half full. She was grateful when Dr. Williams stopped the flow and she hoped he was going to help her down and take her to the toilet. Instead he stepped to her side and rubbed her back gently while his other hand reached under her and
rubbed her swollen tummy. “Good girl,” he soothed. “You’re doing really well.”
Melissa smiled, hoping that her punishment was now over. She guessed that as they were being so nice to her now and praising her, they must be almost finished with her.
Dr. Williams continued to rub her tummy, bloated with soapy water which churned inside. Melissa groaned as a cramp gripped her, but her employers continued to encourage her and it soon passed. Dr. Williams moved his hand down her tummy and Melissa gasped as he ran his fingers along her slit and then slid a finger into her.
“Oh Melissa, you’re such a naughty girl, so wet,” he scolded her, all the while thrusting his fingers into her dripping wet pussy. Melissa once more felt abandoned when his fingers were removed, but then the water started to flow into her again and her thoughts returned to her bulging belly and her desperate need to expel her enema. She glanced back at the bag and felt sure she could not take the remainder. As she was pondering her fate, she turned to see Dr. Williams lifting his wife onto the table in front of her. Barbara’s dress was around her waist and she was wearing no panties. Barbara’s crotch was right under Melissa’s face and Melissa recoiled in shock.
Dr. Williams walked behind Melissa, put an arm around her waist and smacked his hand down hard on her left buttock, followed quickly by a sharp smack to her right cheek. The enema solution sloshed around inside her and Melissa was suddenly grateful for the thick nozzle in her bottom, but she didn’t know how effective it would be at preventing an incredibly humiliating accident if he continued spanking her.
Dr. Williams leaned close to her ear. “This part of your punishment will be over when my wife has an orgasm,” he told her softly, returning to his position behind her and landing another couple of firm smacks on her squirming bare bottom. Melissa yelped in shock, but as Barbara reached out and grasped her hair, pulling her face between her thighs, Melissa tentatively touched her tongue to Barbara’s clit. Circling it gently, she blushed as she considered what she was doing, but her bowels begged for release and her bottom stung from another couple of firm smacks. Melissa knew what she must do to end her current discomfort.
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