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Part 4, Wherein Anna begins her preparations, and Robert gets more than he
can handle.
Immediately, Robert's dormant cock stood straight up as the hot jet of
soapy water played against his prostate.  "Very nice, Robert," Anna remarked
as she
stroked it with her slippery glove.  "We'll put this to good use in a little
while."  As Anna stroked him, Robert could see and feel his belly swell.  The
pressure built up in waves and then released as the steaming suds
sloshed into another segment of his bowel.  "Please, Anna, please stop it,"
Robert begged.  "I can't take anymore."  The ominous bag was still about half
full, and Robert was groaning and shifting around on the table like each
minute would be is last, but Anna would not relent.  "Take it, Robert.  I
know you can.  I know you will," she replied, and she squeezed a little more
lubricant
on her hand and started pumping his cock more vigorously.  This distraction
definitely took the edge off of Robert's discomfort, and he closed his eyes
and concentrated on the
sensations in his ass and cock.  He could feel the beginnings of an orgasm
spreading through his body, and he started moving, sliding against Anna's
hand.  Abruptly, she stopped and pulled away.  "Not now," she warned.  "Maybe
later, if
you're good."  She raised the bag another foot or so to finish it off, and
closed the valve.  Then she disconnected the hose from the bardex and rolled
the IV stand over to the sink.  "We may need this later," she teased, and she
left the room.  
By now, Robert was getting pretty scared.  There was no way he could off the
table because his ankles were firmly attached to the stirrups and he couldn't
move his hands away from his waist.  His belly was almost too distended for
him to
move without help, and cramps were wracking his body.  He was sweating
profusely.  What a mess.  In a panic, he tried to force the bardex out of his
body, but to no avail.  The only thing he could do was to try to relax.  He
closed his eyes and got control of his breathing.  Consciously, he relaxed
his abdominal muscles and tried to accept the volume within his belly.  As
the minutes passed, the cramps lessened a bit, but never went away entirely.
>From time to time, Robert could hear a gurgling sound inside himself as the
suds found their way into another part of his bowel.  After what seemed like
half an hour,  Anna returned.  She massaged his abdomen for a few minutes and
asked Robert if he would like to go to the toilet.  "Yes, Anna," Robert
pleaded.  "Please help me down."  Anna unclipped his ankles and helped him
sit up.  She followed Robert as he waddled into the bathroom and sat down on
the toilet.  She pulled the black rubber bulbs up between Robert's legs and
released the pressure, first from the bladder between his cheeks, then from
the bladder inside him.  Hot soapy water poured out of him in a thick jet.
Anna managed to hang on to the bardex, and she carried it to the lavatory
and rinsed it off as Robert's enema poured into the toilet.  He was
extremely embarrassed at the noise and the odor, but Anna wouldn't give him
any privacy.  She took her time rinsing the bardex and finally carried it
out,
leaving the door open.  Robert
was mortified.  The sound and the smell were almost worse than the enema
itself.   Anna returned and switched on the exhaust fan.  "We're going to
have to do something about
your diet," she said disdainfully, and she left the bathroom, this time
closing the door.
Robert sat on the toilet for a good twenty minutes. For a while, every time
he thought he was empty, a new wave of cramps would sweep over him and
through
him, and a flood of frothy, rank enema water would pour from his bowels.
Periodically, Anna would return and flush the toilet.  Finally, he was empty
and he knew it.  He called for Anna, and she flushed the toilet one more time
and stood him in the shower.  Using a hand-held sprayer, she rinsed Robert
off from the waist down.  She had him bend over and spread himself so that
she could rinse between his cheeks and under his balls, then she turned the
water off and dried him with a soft towel.  "One more should do it," Anna
said cheerfully.  She took him by the arm and helped him out of the shower.
She
embraced him.  She kissed him softly on the lips and led him back into the
examination room.  
The second IV stand was in position for  Robert's next
enema.  The bag was full and the bardex was attached to the coiled hose on
the service cart.    "This enema will be a lot easier on you," Anna promised,
as they walked over to the table.  "It's much  cooler, and it's got a little
bicarbonate of soda in it to soothe you and kill the soap.  Now, bend over
the table while I put the bardex in."  Robert bent over and laid his chest on
the
cool leather with his feet about three feet apart.  He was learning. "Well
done,
Robert, now SHOW ME," Anna commanded.  Immediately, Robert reached back and
pulled his ass cheeks apart for her.  "Good boy," she murmured, and she
reached for the gloves.  Again, Anna took her time putting them on, and
Robert remained in position for her, exposed and inviting her attention.
After a few minutes, Robert heard the familiar snap of latex on Anna's wrist.
Then he felt the cold lubricant against his anus and the intrusion of two,
then three fingers.  As Anna worked the lubricant
in with one hand, her other hand found his scrotum and massaged his balls
gently, even lovingly.   Anna leaned forward and put her lips to his ear.
"You've really got a nice package, Robert.  I can't wait to put it to use,"
she whispered.  By then, Robert's eyes were closed and he was lost in
sensation.  Her fingers felt so good in his ass that he was almost ashamed to
admit it to himself.  He arched his back, raised himself up on the balls of
his feet, and spread his cheeks even wider, inviting her deeper.  Anna put a
fourth finger inside and wrapped her other hand around Robert's rigid
cock.  "Are you ready to get fucked, Robert?" she whispered into his ear.
"Yes, Anna, please...please."  Robert was on the verge of losing control,and
Anna knew it.  He was bouncing back and forth between her hands, fucking one
and impaling himself on the other, faster and faster.   Just in time, she
released her grip on his cock and withdrew her fingers from Robert's ass.
For several seconds, he danced
spasmodically in front of her, seeking the source of his ecstacy and not
finding it.  "Oh shit.  I was so close," he cried.  "I know, Robert, but it's
not your turn yet," Anna teased, and she pushed the bardex in, easily.  Anna
inflated
it a bit more this time, fearful that their activity may have loosened
Robert's anus up a bit, then she opened the valve to start the flow.  "I'm
going to give you
this one in a bending positon," she said.  "Then I've got a job for you.
You'll have to earn your release."  This enema was more than cool.  It was
cold, and Robert started cramping immediately.  He begged her to stop, to at
least slow the flow down, but she wouldn't hear of it.  Anna massaged his
belly and stroked his cock, but she wouldn't stop or slow the flow of water
into
his bowels.  From his position, he couldn't see the bag, so he had no idea of
how much water remained.  He only knew that it hurt and that he couldn't take
much more.  He tried to stand, and she pushed him back down against the
table, holding him down, forcefully.  He was surprised by her strength, and
he stopped struggling.  Anna lleaned over him and kissed him on the shoulder
and on the cheek.  "Poor baby,"
she cooed.  "Just a little more."  Then he heard a slurping sound as the bag
emptied, and a click as Anna closed the valve.  She disconnected the bardex
from the hose and wheeled the second IV stand over to the sink.  "Stand up,
Robert," she ordered.  "Now, it's time for some pleasure."  Unfortunately for
Robert, Anna was referring to her own pleasure, not his.  She climbed up on
the exam table,  put her feet in the
stirrups, and slid down until her ass was right at the edge of the table.
"This is a test of your oral skills," she announced.   "I want you to kneel
down and make me come with your tongue.  Once I'm satisfied, you can go to
the toilet."  Robert was worried.  Just getting down on his knees would be a
trick in itself, and he wasn't used to performing cunnilingus without the use
of his hands.  He managed to kneel without falling over, and as he moved in
closer, his nostrils flared to Anna's scent.  Intoxicating.  He slid his nose
between her labia and nuzzled her clitoris.  She was really wet, and he took
it as a sign that his performance so far had been satisfactory.   He followed
up with his tongue, running it softly along all the folds and crevices of
Anna's sweet pussy before lingering on her clitoris.  Anna reached down
with one hand, laid two fingers on the leather straps that flanked her outer
lips, and spread her outer lips.   She placed her other hand on the side of
Robert's head, more to steady and caress him than to hold on.  Robert made
his tongue soft and wide and started licking Anna's steamy slit from her
tailbone to her mons in long slow strokes, lingering on her anus and at
the opening to her vagina.   "Oh...yes...more...." she groaned in pleasure,
spreading her knees wider and grabbing at Robert's hair.  "Don't you dare
stop."  Robert firmed up his tongue and pushed it into Anna as far as he
could, and as he fucked her with it, he nuzzled her clitoris some more.  Anna
grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him against her, grinding her
pelvis against his face, covering him with her sweet secretions.  Robert
could feel
her starting to come, so he increased the pressure and picked up the tempo,
and suddenly, Anna came with a shrieking high-pitched scream that startled
him.  She pulled her right foot out of its stirrup, dropped her leg on his
shoulder, and flexed it against his back, drawing him nearer; she pulled his
head so tightly into her cotch that Robert thought he would drown in her
juices; every muscle
in her body tightened and quivered.  Robert was amazed at her strength and at
the power of her passion.  He had never felt a woman come with such
animalistic abandon.  Anna's orgasm lasted for at least a minute, and Robert
stayed with her, fucking her with his tongue and trying to breathe until she
released him.   Robert pulled back and his whole face was wet with Anna's
juices.  Her pelvis was swaying from side to side, and she had her hands
between her legs with her fingers spread out on the insides of her thighs,
stroking and massaging.  What a sight!!  Robert was mesmerized.  Anna was so
open and wet that his poor, neglected cock couldn't help but twitch
forlornly.  He leaned forward again and licked her...softly, reverently.  He
ran his tongue through her slippery silken folds and planted a tender kiss on
her swollen clitoris.  "Thank you, Robert.  That was lovely," Anna said
softly.  "Would you like to go to the toilet?"   Robert realized that in his
eagerness to please Anna, he had forgotten all about the enema inside his
belly, and he was amazed.  He had been caught up in the sheer erotic drama of
the moment and had lost himself in her pleasure.  How unusual, how selfless,
how
unlike him.  Now that Anna had called attention to his plight, he became
keenly aware of the pressure and the volume.  "Yes, Anna, I would.  May I go
now?" he asked humbly.  Anna smiled at him, stretched, and climbed down from
the exam table.  She helped Robert up and wrapped her arms around him in a
warm embrace.  Anna held him tightly as she kissed his forehead, cheeks, and
lips.  She licked Robert's lips, and he opened his mouth to receive her
tongue.  She kissed him deeply, passionately, and then led him to the
bathroom.
Robert sat on the toilet and Anna kneeled in front of him,  His cock was
still firm, and Anna took the head in her mouth for a minute, encircling it
with her lips and lashing it with her tongue.  Robert closed his eyes and
groaned while Anna sucked and stroked him.  Once again, he was ready to come
and once again, Anna pulled away.   Then she deflated the bardex, as before,
and Robert's second enema poured into the toilet.  Anna held the bardex up
for
Robert to see.  "Pretty clean this time," she said.  "We may be ready for the
next step."  She gave him a wicked smile and left the bathroom.





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