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Subject: {ASSM} Enema/Masturbation TherapisT----STORY**STORY**
Date: Thu, 25 Jan 2001 07:10:02 -0500
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Enema-Masturbation Therapist 
GeorgiaSandxxx@aol
  
I was  a lonely man, John, age 41. A car crash a month earlier had killed my
wife instantly. Never having lived alone much, I didnt care for it. Since my
release from the hospital, my parents had moved in to take care of the kids and
me. I was back in the hospital for physical therapy as I had trouble walking. I
had internal injuries that required all kinds of scans and xrays, to the rectum
and kidneys, plus I had to have enemas, catheters and  exams. 

My therapist's name was Ellen. She was very take charge and  coordinated all my
activities at the hospital. She was the one who checked me in. After taking my
vital signs,  a male nurse named Eddie wheeled me to my private room and
undressed me. The anxiety gave me a hard on but  he said nothing. He put a gown
on me with nothing under it and advised me to lie back and enjoy
it...........the rest that is. But next thing I knew he showed up in my room
with a full  enema bag on pole and turned me on my side with no warning. "Enema
time." is all he said.

I felt my ass open to the air and my cheeks stretched and pried apart by a
strong hand. A very large finger was lubricating my anus and trying to
penetrate me. Before I could protest Eddie pushed the tubing and nozzel way up
my butt and let the enema empty into me, fast til i got cramps, then slower,
then a little faster, finally I was bulging with water and he ordered me to
hold it for 5 minutes. He left me alone on a bed pan. That was one of my many
many enemas during my weeks in hospital. The lady nurses were much more careful
and comforting about it. Eddie showed no mercy or patience.

The physical therapist  (PT) told me a couple days later that her son who was
15  had recently died in a car accident.  Having her husband with her   was a
wonderful comfort after the loss. I missed my wife, and not  just for sex. We
chatted about our losses as she put me on different equipment in the exercise
room to work out my bad back and leg muscles. Also had me lift weights and roll
around on a gigantic ball for my back. I averaged 4 hours of physical therapy 
a  day. It was an exhausting challenge. Nearly everyday I had some kind of lab
test or exam.

When Ellen came to work, first thing she did after report was  tell me what
would transpire that day. Unfortunately, I needed regular enemas from spending
so much time in bed  and from all the barium xrays i had.  I had to have rectal
temps as i had developed a sinus infection and couldnt close my lips around an
oral thermometer. It was embarrassing to have people see my ass. She started
giving me  back rubs  after my daily work outs in the PT gym. Usually Eddie
took care of the massages, baths, and vital signs, but if he was slow, Ellen 
took over-----she was in a hurry to get me into the PT exercise room. I felt 
less stress having her take my temp than the male nurse. The guy looked gay,
which I am not. And I always got an errection.  Eddie looked like he was ready
to go down on me at any moment---which was invading my territory, I felt like a
rape candidate. He had already shoved something up my ass.

Once Ellen was called away as she was removing the thermometer and I had a
chance to jack off into a damp bath towel I had just finished with when the
nurse gave me a sponge bath. Eddie washed my genitals too, which I thought I
was supposed to do. I thought about complaining to the head nurse. But right
after my bath, Ellen was here and took my vitals, i could see her nipples from
her ample breasts standing up. Luckily she dissappeared just long enough for me
to jack off. Took about 30 seconds to climax. The rest of the day went great
from here on.

One afternoon she looks at my chart and says, "Oops the nurse hasn -(TM)t charted
for you. I'll check you myself and chart it." Coming back with a  rectal
thermometer, she put a plastic sheath on the probe and  told me "Roll over!" I
had had a thick plastic tube the size of a baseball bat shoved up my ass
yesterday for some  video exam, and while I can masterbate to the memory now, 
my horny ass was really sore then. She put a dab of lidocaine ointment on my
abused anus and inserted the probe.  My temp was a degree over. So she told the
night nurse I might be heading for another kidney infection. The nurse hung a
new bag of saline for my IV drip. Then Eddie came in and asked me to bend my
knees upward as I lay on my back. He said he had to insert some kinda
suppository up my behind. With one hand he held my cock outta the way, and
opened my crack and slid the suppository in, way deep. He held his finger there
for a few minutes to be sure it melted and was not expelled. It felt kinda
good, soon I was very very sleepy, listening to the radio as I dozed.

After a rew days I was doing well. I had spent all day in the PT gym with
Ellen. I did all my exercises without pain or complaining. Back in my bed, she
turned me on my tummy and did a back rub. Then exposed my legs and buttocks  to
massage them very hard. I felt the relief  go down my legs. Eddie had given me
my daily enema already.

"I -(TM)m going to do an internal massage to stimulate your bowels, if  you havent
had a BM by noon, youll certainly get one then.. Take deep breaths and relax
your bottom.  Watch out for orgasms " She grinned slyly. 
I was  reminded  of when we were kids playing doctor and  always shoving
something up someones ass, I chuckled  and tried to relax for her. She came
back with KY lube.

"Do what I need  done", I confided to Ellen.  I hadn -(TM)t had intercourse  in a
month. I felt quite horny. I just wished  I could disguise an orgasm  by
putting a condom on to keep the cum from flying all over. Up til now Id only
known of anal massage from looking at pictures in a book.

Her oily finger circled my anus and when it relaxed, she penetrated me a ways.
And began a slow thorough massage touching of every bit of my rectal entry.
Every so often she went deeper. I was wondering how deep she would go. Her
fingers were small, about the same size as mine. I found it titillating. 

" This might cause an orgasm. So if you get to that point  let me know if you
need a little rest." Kindly spoken as always. I felt my low back relax and pain
dissolve. How far she would go? My forehead was dotted with sweat. My  cock and
balls  were hard and throbbing as if she had stuck them in a vice. 

"Are you OK? Tell me if I -(TM)m hurting you .  No hemorrhoids or bleeding. Youre
fine.  <professional grin> Im going to insert a sedative suppository and I want
you to act on that feeling of sleepiness." Oh darn, no big O tonight.  I  fell
asleep before she finished me. I didn -(TM)t wake till the 7 AM  breakfast trays. 

 

It was early in the day, I had just had some kind of lab test.I had spent some
time in the PT gym and was feeling strong. Ellen began to talk to me about my
situation."Youll be going home tomorrow, but I'll still see you here 3 times a
week as an outpatient" ----her blue eyes twinkled and blonde hair shined. I
stared at her full red lips. Her big bosom strained against her uniform.  "Any
low back pain today or bowel problems?" asked Ellen. 

"Yes both, I had no BM today ." I lied,   to see what she would need to do. 
In she came with a tray of lube, exam gloves, anesthetic ointment for my anus
afterwards. "Turn back on your side." She whispered with encouragment. I knew
if this anam massage didnt work it would mean another enema. I had come so
close to cuming, even with Eddie aministering them. She circled my anus again
as before. Then slowly penetrated me. This time she worked as though desperate
to achieve some sort of result. "Remember if you feel discomfort let me know
and I'll stop the  massage ." 

Instead of relaxing me it heightened sexual awareness and I was pushing back 
against her ramroding finger. "Naughty boy <G>", she teased.Today  there was a
lot more friction. My mouth was salivating and my cock was dripping.  Orgasm
was near. But couldn -(TM)t quite get there, i felt tired or something. I got on
all fours and fucked her finger as she stood by my bed massaging and letting me
fuck her finger.

"My my enjoying this aren -(TM)t you?" She laughed.  She pulled the curtains 
around my bed in my private room and locked the door. 

"Roll over onto your back put your hand on yourself and massage it."     
Do you understand? Put your hand on yourself like you do at home and play with
yourself, make yourself feel good. Masturbate?"  

"In Here?."

"Yes here. I want you to masturbate. Do you understand?", Ellen said wickedly.

"Now?" I said in disbelief. 

"YES HERE AND NOW.  IM ORDERING  YOU  to masturbate. Its good alternative
therapy", she said, her dominance surfacing more. She looked  flushed and
aroused. She closed the blinds to dim the room. 

Then I began rolling my  cock head  between my index and thumb.  I asked for
some lube. She applied copious amounts of oil to my dick. Then all sense of
propriety left me and I was running my right hand up and down my shaft as my
other hand held the stiff cock in place. 

"Come on, you can do better than that, make yourself come."she said in a low
sexy voice. She took her bare finger and inserted it in my rectum, twisting and
reaching for my prostate. I felt like a crazy person as her smiling face, the
object of my desire, gleamed above me, her hand playing with my bottom, me
masturbating. Her other hand was squeezing her nipple and going down to rub her
crotch through her panty hose. Her skirt hiked up and I saw her panties. Then I
came. "Good job, ---dont  you feel better, Hon? " I shook my head yes and
panted to catch my breath. She wrote some notes in my chart and took a good
look at me.

I was still hard. She suddenly mounted me and began to  furiously fuck my hot
rocket , I  heard her scream  "AH AH AAAAH!!!!!" 

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