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     ..al..
     
     SIX
     
     
     When Chad came home he pulled her panties out in the front
     and looked at her vagina.  She still had a few dots of blood
     on them.  "How many times did you wash these?"
     
     "Three my master."
     
     "Hum, guess you'll have to wear them a while longer.  Show
     me what you learned today."  he commented as she went to the
     computer and displayed the lessons.  He nodded approval and
     they went and ate supper.  Afterwards she curled up against
     him as they watched a video together.  After showering
     together where they washed each others backs he took her
     into the bed and they exchanged oral sex.  He put in a fresh
     tampon and then snuggled up against her back and went to
     sleep.
     
     The next day she awoke alone again.  She went in and found a
     notepad on the kitchen table telling her in detailed
     instructions how to dust.  Finishing this task in time for
     lunch she sat in her white panties at the table and looked
     out at the living room.  Studying in the afternoon she was
     pleased to show him her progress that evening.  He told her
     to change the sheets and then to go wash up.  
     
     In the bathroom alone she sat on the toilet and tried to
     take a crap.  Usually after being washed out by an enema she
     knew that she would rarely go the next day.  However, she
     should have gone the day before and didn't.  Now she was
     beginning to get very uncomfortable and gassy.  She sat on
     the toilet quiet a while and tried to go but couldn't.  Not
     surprisingly Chad came to check on her to see what was
     taking so long.
     
     "Are you stopped up?"
     
     "Yes my master."  she admitted, knowing full well that she
     would get an enema out of it.
     
     Chad, without saying a word reached into a cabinet which
     Jennifer hadn't explored yet and pulled out a small two
     liter bag.  He then added some flaked soap and filled it
     with warm water.  Next he attached a long slender tip and
     walked over to where she was seated on the toilet.  She
     stood up and gratefully bent over, holding her tail out of
     the way with her hand.  Leaning with her hands on her knees
     she felt him greasing her asshole with lubricant.  He ran
     his finger around and around, teasingly poking it inside
     every now and then.  She moaned softly at the good feeling. 
     He then squirted a little water into the toilet getting the
     air out of the hose.  Next she felt the long tip sliding in. 
     She barely had to relax at all as the greased passage easliy
     accomodated the fluted tip.  Hearing a snap she felt the
     warm rush of soapy water.  Just as the pressure was building
     up she heard the bag sucking air.
     
     Chad removed the tip and put the apparatus into the sink. 
     Jennifer remained hunched over letting the soapy water work
     it's way around inside.  She then felt Chad's hands on her
     distended tummy.  He gently, but firmly squeezed her stomach
     this way and that working the soapy load around inside. 
     "That should take care of it."  he said and left.
     
     She slowly and carefully sat on the toilet and expelled the
     contents.  Foul smelling and thick she had to flush several
     times.  After nearly half an hour he returned and rinsed her
     out with plain water.  Then he took a shower while she
     drained.  Jennifer was surprised at how good the small enema
     felt.  The built up pressure of the last several days was
     now gone.  She felt totally clean as she stepped from the
     shower and dried herself.  After blow drying her hair and
     under her shackles she went to bed to her waiting master. 
     He made love to her again.  He was right, she thought, as
     the pain of penetration once again made her scream.  
     
     The next day she had to wear panties again as she bled more. 
     That night Chad told her that he would have to be going on a
     trip over the following night.  He made love to her for the
     second night in a row.  He still tender vagina stretching
     open to accept his pulsing penis.  In the morning she awoke
     and took a shower to remove the dried blood from between her
     legs.  Wearing another pair of panties that Chad had left
     out for her she did as she was told and spent the day in
     front of the entertainment center.  
     
     Going to bed alone she felt sort of funny.  Jennifer knew
     that someone should be watching over her but that her master
     wouldn't be home that night.  Unable to sleep she got up and
     began to explore.  First she checked all of the drawers in
     the bedroom, careful not to disturb the contents of each. 
     She then proceeded to the closets and finished in the large
     bathroom.  She carefully examined all of the equipment in
     the cabinet where her master had removed the enema bag from. 
     Inside she found a wide array of bags, hoses and tips.  Also
     inside were dildos, butt plugs and various clamps, some of
     which she had never seen before.  She tenatively tried on
     some of the clamps, first on her nipples and then on her
     labia.  Some hurt quite a bit.  Looking through the
     containers she saw several different types of things to put
     into enemas.  She also saw a paddle and two whips.  One was
     very small and she wondered what anyone would do with a whip
     that was less than a third of a meter long.
     
     Searching through the rest of the large cabinet she came
     upon a long cylinder object with what looked like an enema
     tip on the end.  It had a handle on the opposite end.  She
     looked at it and then noticed that the handle looked like it
     pulled out of the cylinder.  So, pulling the handle she saw
     that the shaft came out.  The nozzle end had a valve.  On
     the side was a button.  Curious about it's operation she
     filled the sink with water.  Not seeing any fill hole she
     tried to fill it by running water into the nozzle end.  That
     not working she stuck the nozzle in the water and pulled the
     handle.  The handle came back as before but she could hear a
     sucking sound as the water level in the sink dropped.  
     
     Once full she pushed the handle in and nothing happened. 
     She kept pushing it in hoping that the water would somehow
     squirt out the other end.  Not doing so she pushed until the
     handle clicked.  She then tried to pull it out and found
     that it was locked somehow.  Suddenly fear flashed through
     her head as she thought about her master coming home and
     finding her playing with the equipment.  She tried the
     handle several more times and couldn't get it to work.  Then
     she turned the valve.  Finally in desparation she put it
     into her anus, thinking that the device may only work when
     it was inside, much like her tail.  
     
     She turned the valve while it was inside of her and played
     with the handle.  At last she pushed the button and was
     shocked at how fast and how hard the water rushed into her
     bottom.  The pressure built quickly and she felt a gurgle as
     it rushed around the first bend.  Then, when it felt empty
     she removed the device and washed the tip in the sink.  She
     then dried it with a towel and put it back into the cabinet. 
     Then running to the toilet she let the water out.  After
     putting the rest of the equipment back in the cabinet she
     crawled in bed and had nightmares all night.
     
     The next day Chad arrived home mid day.  He went to his
     small office / library room and closed the door while
     Jennifer studied.  When he came out he looked over her
     shoulder and gave her a kiss.  Next he went to the large
     bathroom and she could hear him urinating in the toilet.  
     
     When he came back into the room he was carrying the evil
     cylinder that she had played with the night before.  "Stand
     up and bend over my sweet."  Seeing the device in his hand
     she realized that he somehow knew that she had played with
     it.  He inserted it into her anus and pushed the button
     sending a large load of cold water into her.  When done he
     removed the device.  "This should teach you not to play with
     things which you were not told to play with." he said to her
     in her bent over position.
     
     "Yes master.  I am sorry master."  
     
     "You stay there just like that and think about your little
     expedition.  The next time I leave you alone I expect you
     the keep your prying fingers out of things that you haven't
     been told to mess with."  Chad went to the bathroom and put
     up the cylinder.  He then left the quarters.  She stayed
     bent over with the cold water inside giving her cramps.  
     
     She looked at the clock as she heard the door open.  She had
     been there hunched over with the small enema in her butt for
     over four hours.  He went to the bedroom and returned with a
     small wooden paddle and gave her ten quick wacks.  "Have you
     learned your lesson Jennifer?"
     
     "Yes my master."
     
     "Go let that out then."  he said.   When she returned from
     her trip to the bathroom she found her master at the kitchen
     table eating.  She punched in her own supper and ate, her
     stomach grumbling.  
     
     After they ate and watched some entertainment Chad told her
     to shower.  In the bedroom he was sitting on the bed waiting
     for her.  "Since you also seem to be so interested in what
     is in all these drawers I thought I would show you.  Lie
     down on the bed on your side."  
     
     Complying Jennifer watched as Chad removed some of the white
     leather devices from the drawer she had explored the night
     before.  She wondered how he knew she was in there.  She
     knew that she had carefully not disturbed any of the leather
     goods, knowing that they were all restraint devices of some
     sort.  Chad then went behind her and fastened her arms
     behind her back in a very tight leather strap that attached
     to her collar.  He pulled it up tight so that it hurt her
     arms as they were bent behind her back.  He then folded her
     legs at the knee and attached the straps around her thighs
     and hooked them to her ankle shackles.  
     
     Next he put a leather gag into her mouth and drew it tight. 
     As the large end was pulled in her jaws had to open to
     accept it, driving the narrower tip deep into her throat. 
     It was cinched tight at the back of her head with a buckle
     catch.  Chad reached in the drawer and pulled out more
     leather things which Jennifer didn't recognize.  He ran a
     strap under her waist and around the front of her and
     tightened the buckle in back.  She had to suck in her breath
     as the nearly five centimeter wide belt pulled into her
     stomach.  On the front of this belt was looped another belt
     of narrow width.  This smaller belt was passed between her
     legs and to the left of her tail.  It was then pulled
     extremely tight, parting the soft folds of her vagina and
     digging into her ass.  Next her tail was threaded into some
     sort of braided, hollow tube like thing.  He did this in
     front as he had pulled her tail up between her legs.  
     
     Nearly half a meter of the braid was worked down onto her
     tail.  Then he attached a head harness around her head. 
     Through a loop on the top he threaded the tail containing
     braid.  Soon she felt it being pulled tight against the
     sagging belt at the small of her back.  He tilted her head
     down until her chin was resting on the metal of her collar. 
     This made for the shortest possible distance on the tail
     braid.  As it was pulled tight against her belt it tightened
     it's grip on her tail.  After checking the tension he
     returned to the drawer.  Jennifer could not raise up her
     head without putting extra tension on her now taut tail. 
     She was nearly immobile.  Next he tied her knees together
     with a small leather strap.  
     
     After finishing all this he took her to the bathroom. 
     Holding her small body, completely restrained by white
     leather, up to the mirror she could see herself.  The
     whitness of the leather contrasted perfectly with her olive
     tinted skin.  Setting her face down on the bed he whipped
     her fifty wacks with a whip.  Unable to scream or move she
     simply cried as the pain of the whip set in.  When done he
     placed her, still bound under the covers.
     
     "Good night my love."  he said and went to sleep.  
     
     Jennifer cried for nearly a hour at the pain of the whipping
     and the pain of being tied up in the position she was in. 
     Unable to move she slipped into a nightmare filled sleep. 
     In the morning Chad removed her leg restraints and tail
     restraints.  He then took her, with her rump in the air and
     had a very dry and rough act of sex with her.  Afterwards he
     removed the rest of her restraints and told her that she was
     not to dig into any drawers she had not been told to dig
     into.  She promised that she would be good and Chad gave her
     twenty extra wacks just to make sure.  
     
     That evening Chad arrived home and examined Jennifer's
     progress.  She had taken a several hour break that day and
     Chad became disappointed in her.  He then took her into the
     punishment room and tied her down to a rack.  Then, taking a
     thin plastic covered rod he wacked her butt thirty times. 
     The pain was quite intense and the slender rod left clear
     stripes on her butt.  He had lifted her tail for this and
     after finishing let it go.  She tucked it between her legs. 
     Returning a few moments later he had the small whip she had
     found in the bathroom earlier.  He then explained to her
     what it was for as he tied her up in a backbend position.  
     
     With her legs securely fastened apart on the rack and her
     tail tied down he proceed to lash her between the legs.  The
     six tails of the tiny whip popping against her asshole. 
     Being such a tender area this caused her great pain.  Some
     of the whip tails would occasionally land across her labia
     which also hurt from the tiny lash.  When he finished he
     sent her back into the living room to study. 
     
     Unable to concentrate she instead focused on the pain of her
     ass.  The slender rod had left long lasting impressions and
     she couldn't sit down.  Her ass and pussy ached from the
     small whip.  After sitting nearly an hour on the same page
     Chad noticed that she was just staring at it and not really
     comprehending what she was reading.  He told her to get busy
     and she turned the page.  Thirty minutes later she was still
     on the same page.  Fed up with her lack of concentration he
     took her into the punishment room and tied her up to chains
     hanging from the ceiling.  He then tied her legs to rings on
     the floor.
     
     Taking a long, wide leather whip that was made like an old
     fashioned razor strop he proceeded to give her a hundred and
     fifty wacks on her butt.  She screamed the entire time and
     begged for him to stop.  He continued his thrashing of her
     helpless butt.  When he stopped she could only cry and
     wriggle in her restraints at the pain.  This had to be the
     worst whipping she had ever had, including her times at the
     school.
     
     He let her hang there for some time before taking her down
     and showering her.  Once in bed he kissed and fondled her
     for a while.  She barely participated, still hurting from
     the whipping.  He licked on her tender pussy for a long
     while and then flipped her over onto her stomach.  Getting
     up from the bed Jennifer was sure she was about to be
     punished again.  She flinched as something cold and greasy
     rubbed up against her anus.  She quickly relaxed thinking
     that she was being greased for an enema.  
     
     After greasing her good her master put the jar of lubricant
     on the nightstand.  He then dimmed the lights and crawled
     onto the bed.  Soon she felt his rigid member pressing
     against the abused rosebud of her ass.  She tried to relax
     as it began to stretch her wider and wider.  Soon she could
     feel the tip beginning to enter, yet she was still being
     stretched wider.  The pain mounted as he pressed forward,
     into her virginal rectum.  She screamed out as he kept
     coming.  She wondered when he would be inside.  He was
     larger than the largest enema tip she had ever had inside. 
     Indeed he felt bigger around than the widest part of the
     largest butt plug that had ever been inserted into her.
     
     His penis was very hard and yet was somewhat softer for the
     first few millimeters than any plastic that had ever entered
     her.  She felt herself stretching wider still to accomodate
     him.  Finally when she thought she could take no more,
     screaming as loud as she could she felt the tip slide past
     her spinchter.  It felt like a huge hose was being pushed
     into her.  Her tiny ass filled rapidly with his pulsing
     member.  He kept coming and coming as she felt the friction
     between his penis and her anus.  She had relaxed her muscles
     all she knew how.  She felt so open, so helpless.  
     
     Finally she felt his balls brush up against her tender
     vagina.  He was all the way in now.  She felt so full, so
     open, so helpless.  She knew there was no getting away.  Her
     only hope was that he would be done soon.  She braced
     herself as he started sliding back out.  The feeling was
     absolutely the most intense she had ever had.  The full
     length of her master nearly out she knew his direction would
     soon reverse.  
     
     Next she felt it coming inside again as she stretched and
     filled.  With every stroke he moved just a little faster. 
     The first stroke had taken over thirty seconds to complete. 
     The tenth was less than four seconds.  She felt him push up
     against her hard at the bottom, his hands grasping her waist
     just above her hips.  With each thrust she screamed at the
     renewed pain.  The lubricant began to thin from the extreme
     pressure it was under.  As it did so she felt more and more
     friction.  Her asshole began to get warm -- and raw.  
     
     He picked up his pace again and seemed to grow at the same
     time.  She thought she was going to rip apart if he got any
     larger.  With each stroke his already excessively large
     penis grew even more.  She screamed even louder, amazed that
     the pain kept getting worse and worse.  His pace was very
     fast now and he was very large.  Surely, she prayed, he
     would cum soon.  
     
     Several thrusts later her prayers were answered, in a way. 
     He thrust one last time, deeper than any previous thrusts. 
     She could feel her delicate anal tissue stretch to the
     breaking point as the base of his penis began to open her
     further from the pressure.  She could feel the semen pulsing
     through his member and into her.  It felt as if she were
     being given an enema.  A love enema.  
     
     Finally spent, and exhausted he slumped down on top of her. 
     His great weight forcing her knees out from under her. 
     Thankfully the position also drew him out somewhat so that
     he was not as deep.  Her tail had been pushed to the side
     and had been beating up against his stomach.  It too was
     sore.  
     
     He lay there for a long time, his hot breath on the back of
     her neck beginning to cool.  "That was wonderful.  It was
     worth buying you just for that if nothing else."
     
     Jennifer didn't say anything, thankful that it was over
     with.  
     
     "You'll get used to it more in time.  It's like doing it in
     your pussy, the first time is always the worst.  Of course
     as you stretch out you won't be as tight of a fit but I'm
     going to keep you for a very long time.  You're better than
     any girlfriend I've ever had.  Most wouldn't let me do this
     with them.  Having you does have it's advantages."  he said
     and kissed her softly on the neck and side of the face. 
     Jennifer doubted if she would ever forgive him for this
     pain.  It was worse than any whipping, yet she did feel a
     certain estacy at the feeling of being stretched to her
     limit, full of pulsing man.  So helpless.  
     
     Finally he withdrew slowly, every so slowly, letting her get
     used the feeling of not having anything there.  She felt so
     open, so used.  She cried, not from the pain but from the
     humilation of being in this position.  He went to the
     bathroom and washed up.  She lay there awaiting his next
     move.  He came back and ran something small and greasy up
     her now opened ass.  It burned.  Smelling a menthol smell
     she knew why.  He took a rag and towel and carefully washed
     the blood off of her.  Then she felt something being pushed
     inside of her anus.  It was large enough to stretch her now
     shrinking asshole open a bit as it entered.  She then felt a
     thump and he withdrew it.  Analyzing the feeling she
     realized that he had put a tampon up her.  
     
     She could just feel the roughness of the tiny string on her
     raw anus.  The greasy stuff he had put on her kept the air
     from burning it but she knew that it would hurt like hell
     when she pulled the tampon out.  Her mother had sometimes
     used tampons as butt plugs after having given her an enema. 
     The tampon would absorb the moisture inside and swell to
     gigantic proportions.  Of course she later found out that
     the tampons available on her home world were not like those
     available on human worlds.  Alaytion tampons were much
     rougher and wider.  The one her master had just put in was
     definitely a human made one.  
     
     Chad then flipped her over and began kissing her.  She had
     lost all interest in love making at this point and he could
     tell.  Surprisingly he had a large erection.  Jennifer was
     quite surprised as the light caught it.  Being not
     interested was not good, she was quite dry in her vagina. 
     Not that a girl her age had much lubrication to start with
     but after what he had just put her through she didn't feel
     like more sex.  He forced himself into her and it hurt.  Not
     as bad as the ass fucking he had just given her but still
     bad enough to make her clench her teeth together.  For some
     reason he stopped and pulled out.  She watched as he greased
     her up with the same jar of lubricant that he had used on
     her earlier.  She watched with fascination as he reinserted
     himself into her tiny vagina.  She could feel herself
     opening up to him, aided by the friction reducing lubricant. 
     As he bottomed out it began to hurt.  
     
     He screwed her for a good half an hour before coming inside
     of her.  She was now raw and sore in the front and the back. 
     And her ass was still warm from the strapping she had
     received earlier.  After washing himself he told her to go
     take a shower.  Making quick work of it, unable to stand
     very well and weak in the knees, she returned to bed.  He
     curled her up and snuggled her close and fell alseep.  She
     lay there for a while listening to him breath, her butt,
     anus and vagina hurting.  
     
     The next morning she was awakened by her master pushing
     himself into her tiny vagina.  He had greased himself and
     hadn't bothered to wake her up.  Groggy she yelped as he
     bottomed out with the resultant pain that that always
     brought.  She could still feel the tiny string of the tampon
     that she wore in her ass.  It had grown in the night and she
     now felt like she needed to take a crap.  Her bladder was
     also full and being bumped and pushed on with every stroke.  
     
     She fought the urge to release her urine from the pressure. 
     The more awake she got the more she needed to pee.  She
     wondered if she should dare to beg him to let her go.  This
     morning he wasn't as hard as the night before, but still he
     was large enough to hurt.  She clenched her fists against
     the pain and the urge to release.  His rough face grazed her
     cheek with every thrust.
     
     Finally unable to hold it back longer she got up the
     courage, "Master I have to pee!"
     
     "I'll be done in a few minutes."  he panted.
     
     "But master I have to go real bad."  
     
     "Hold it."
     
     "Please master I have to go."
     
     "Wait until I'm done with you."
     
     "Please master!"  the urgency in her voice apparent.  He
     gripped her tighter and continued his rhythm.
     
     Unable to hold back any longer she let it go, peeing all
     over her master's penis and soaking the sheets.  It felt
     good to relieve the pressure but she felt the warm feeling
     as it pooled beneath her ass.  Her master continued his
     thrusts, coming in just five more strokes.  His penis grew
     large and he thrust as deep as he could, pressing her uretha
     closed and stopping the flow of urine.  Then when he relaxed
     somewhat she could feel the flow resume.  Whatever happened
     she was determine to empty her bladder now.  She knew she
     would be punished but she had to let the pee out.  
     
     "I told you to hold it.  Couldn't wait could you?"
     
     "No my master.  It hurt."
     
     "If it hurt that bad then I guess I need to remind you of
     what hurt really feels like."  he said getting up, pee
     dripping off of his balls.
     
     He went to the bathroom and she lay there in the urine
     soaked bedding.  She knew she was going to be punished now. 
     As expected he returned with an enema bag and a whip.  "Pick
     your legs up."
     
     She did as she was told, picking her legs up and holding her
     ankles.  Her butt was now exposed to his ravages.  She felt
     him pull the tampon from her ass.  As it swung free she saw
     that it was covered with blood and somewhat brown.  It had
     plugged her well as she now felt open.  She didn't have to
     feel that way long, however, as he greased her with
     something that burned.  Next she felt a large enema tip
     being pushed in.  It settled in to a natural position and
     she felt the water coming in.  It was hot and it was soapy. 
     Before the pressure had built up to where she could feel it
     she felt the sting of the whip on her buttocks.  He
     diliberatly aimed at the hose dangling out of her asshole. 
     She could feel it being rammed further in with each lash. 
     On only the second wack she began to scream.  Still, she
     held her legs up as she had been told.
     
     After seventy-five painful lashes with the whip the bag was
     empty.  Still he continued to whip her now burning ass.  At
     ninety he noticed the bag was empty and stopped to shut it
     off.  The cramps were very painful now and Jennifer tried
     her best to hold it in.  Lying there in a puddle of urine
     she could feel the enema water begin to leak out.  Her tiny
     asshole could no longer restrain it, having been stretched
     to it's limits the night before.  Chad saw this and his face
     turned angry.  He got up and went to the punishment room. 
     Soon he returned with a larger enema bag and a hose with a
     ballon on the end.  He roughly removed the tip in Jennifer.
     
     Realizing that she was about to get a double dose she
     strained her muscles as hard as she could and the water just
     gushed out of her.  She had managed to get nearly half of it
     out before the entrance of the new hose slowed the flow. 
     She clenched her fists again and pushed, spewing forth yet
     another torrent of hot, soap and shit filled water.  He
     calmly began to pump the device attached to the hose.  She
     was just coming to the end of her muscle limits as she felt
     the deamon growing inside of her ass.  It kept getting
     larger and larger as he pumped.  She strained and beared
     down again but nothing came out.  Realizing that she had
     lost she lay still and accepted her fate as he turned on the
     water.
     
     He continued to pump the ballon inside of her.  It had now
     expanded to a very large size, it's full 300 cc capacity and
     felt like a large ball inside.  Jennifer totally relaxed her
     anal muscles knowing that there was no way that the water
     was going to get out now.  The water from the new bag, a
     full four liters, was flowing rapidly into her now.  It was
     again hot, even hotter than last time.  It was so hot that
     it burned and caused her pain.  She could also feel the
     sting of the soap inside.  As she filled she could feel the
     pressure of the water increasing.  It began to really hurt
     only halfway through the bag.  She hadn't received a four
     liter enema in quite a few weeks now, since the first few
     days at the school.
     
     She began to scream from the pain as the bag was passing the
     three quarter empty point.  She was breathing fast and
     shallow as it emptied itself into her now bloated
     midsection.  Chad ran his hand over her belly and gave it a
     few firm squeezes.  It hurt for him to do this and she knew
     that he knew it.  He then put a finger inside of her vagina
     and wormed it around a bit.  It didn't feel good.  She
     realized that her vagina was being pressed smaller now by
     the pressure of the water inside but could do nothing about
     it, being totally plugged by the ballon catheter.
     
     Chad clicked the stop cock on the hose.  "Keep you feet up." 
     he said and proceeded to give her fifty more lashes on her
     now tender rump.  She could feel every tail on the whip. 
     The pain somehow amplified by the pain of being this full. 
     She began to reconsider having peed on her master.  
     
     Stopping he told her to get up.  She rose slowly and
     carefully, every movement causing pain to her bloated belly. 
     She was sure that if she moved too quickly that she would
     burst.  As she stood up she became dizzy and had to sit back
     down on the rail of the bed, the hose still dangling from
     her ass.  Chad attached a clamp to the hose and separated
     the inflator.  Then another clamp and he separated the fill
     hose from the catheter.  He then took some tape and wrapped
     a cord around the hose and taped it off.  Next he taped the
     other end of the cord, which was elastic, to her thigh, just
     above her left knee.  It exerted pressure on the hose and
     brought the ballon up against the inside of her anus.  The
     pressure of it hurt.  It was already obvious to Jennifer
     that any and all movement would be amplified by the movement
     of the catheter in her anus.  
     
     "Stand up."  he ordered.
     
     She carefully stood, the cord tightening up the catheter
     inside.  She sobbed at the pain of her ass and the enema
     inside.  
     
     "Now clean up your mess.  Wash the mattress down with soap
     and water and then use disinfectant #4 on it."
     
     Jennifer walked slowly to the bathroom to get the things to
     clean with.  Every step pulled down on the tube in her ass
     causing more pain.  Her skin on her buttocks flexed, causing
     the lash marks to open up and hurt.  She ran her hand across
     it and wasn't too surprised to find it covered with blood.  
     
     Returning to the bedroom she saw the mess she had made.  In
     the middle of the bed was a large puddle of water, shit and
     blood and pee.  Some of the blood was from her whipping and
     some was from being sodomized the night before.  It was hard
     to tell which.  She got somewhat dizzy looking at it.  It
     was so much.  The pressure of the four liter enema hurt and
     every so often she had to pause to let the pain pass.  She
     stripped the sheets off and put them in the laundry,
     thankful that it would clean even the worst mess.  
     
     Then she wiped down the water mattress and cleaned it with
     disinfectant.  She carefully wiped the side rails and the
     crevices, aware of the vast amount of water in her own
     crevice.  Every movement was painful.  Crawling up on the
     bed to clean and having to bend over put pressures on the
     hose inside.  Even her slightest movement could be felt in
     her ass.
     
     Finished with the bed she wiped up some of the spots on the
     floor.  Chad walked in and saw what she was doing and saw
     that the blood that still dripped from her ass was causing
     most of it.  He then returned with a rag soaked with alcohol
     and wiped down her ass while she scrubbed the floor.  She
     screamed from the pain but continued to work, praying that
     it would soon be over with.  He jiggled the hose a few times
     to make sure that it was still taut.  She let out a screech
     each time.
     
     When she was done she put the things up in their proper
     place in the bathroom and stood up and looked at her blood
     streaked ass.  The alcohol wash had cleared most of the
     blood except for the worst marks which still oozed a little. 
     She was looking at herself when her master walked in.  
     
     "Pretty huh?  It'll probably leave more scars on your pretty
     little ass but you need to learn to obey."
     
     "Yes master."  she said falling to her knees in front of
     him, the motion transmitted to her anal entrance.
     
     "When I tell you to hold it I mean for you to hold it.  And
     when I give you an enema you are to hold it until I tell you
     to let it out.  Spewing all over my hand isn't funny.  Now
     stand up and bend over the counter."  
     
     Jennifer did as she was told fearing that she was about to
     be whipped some more.  She watched as Chad took some powder
     from the cabinet and dusted it onto her bleeding ass.  It
     stung severly and she cried as the powder soaked into the
     blood, effectivly clotting it.  He watched for several
     minutes and dabbed a little more on here and there.  Then he
     reached around and fondled her enlarged belly.  "Feels full
     to me.  How do you like it?"
     
     "It hurts my master."
     
     "Good, it is supposed to hurt.  You have been a very bad
     girl."
     
     "Yes my master.  Please forgive me my master.  I promise to
     try harder to please you master.  I love you master and will
     do anything you say."
     
     "You say that now.  Now that you are hurting, but will you
     remember it later when the pain is gone?   I wonder."  he
     then took her arms and attached her wrist shackles to her
     collar using some small clips.  Then he took some of the
     clamps out of the cabinet that she had seen earlier.  He
     rubbed her nipples to get them aroused.  Tried as she could
     she couldn't stop them from getting hard.  Her own nipples
     betrayed her.  When they were hard he attached the painful
     clamps and tightened them down.  She cried at the pain.  
     
     Several minutes went by as she adjusted to the new pain. 
     Her master just watched her cry.  As her tears began to
     subside he attached a stretch cord between the clamps,
     pulling her nipples towards each other.  This cause more
     pain and more crying.  He then attached two more clamps to
     her inner labia, attaching them high up.  These two clamps
     were weighted with small weights.  As her crying subsided
     from this she grimaced against the pain.  The enema still
     churned inside her and her skin hurt from being stretched
     out so much.  
     
     As she stood there on the bathroom floor she watched as he
     returned from the punishment room with a device like she had
     never seen before.  It appeared to be a harness of some
     sort.  He attached it with a strap running to the ring on
     the front of her collar to hold it up.  Two more ran around
     her uncomfortablly full abdomen and laced in the back.  The
     straps held a ball like thing that looked like the metronome
     on a clock.  It had a motor and some gears.  Once tightened
     down Chad looked at her and flicked the switch.  The motor
     whirred and the ball slowly moved back on it's lever.  Then,
     without warning, it came crashing down against her stomach. 
     The pain felt like being punched.  Already full inside from
     the enema she felt like a barrel full of water being
     sloshed.  The little motor kept whirring pulling the spring
     back on the ball to once again send it crashing done on her
     full stomach.
     
     "It's called a thumper and is usually left on for very long
     periods of time to torture prisoners on Telleris.  Holding
     as much water as you are it is also quite effective on a
     full belly."
     
     "Master ... please stop it, it hurts!"  she screamed as the
     ball fell again.  
     
     "Of course it does, you've been a bad girl and you need to
     be punished.  That is why you are bad, isn't it?  To be
     punished?"
     
     "Master, please!"  she begged as the ball fell again,
     sending vibrations through her.
     
     He responded by swinging the weights hanging from her pussy. 
     He left her there in the bathroom with the evil thing
     thumping her painfully full belly.   She cried, rising to a
     cresendo with ever stroke.  After a little while he returned
     and turned the thumper off.  "Had enough?"
     
     "Yes my master, I promise I won't be bad again."  the pain
     in her pussy, ass, belly and nipples reminding her of how
     much it hurt to be bad.
     
     "Good.  Remember that."  he said and slowly removed the
     harness of the thumper.  He then undid her hands from her
     neck.  "Now go make the bed."
     
     "Yes master."  she answered, not daring to ask him to remove
     the clamps.   When she was finished she went into the living
     room where he was reading something from a book.
     
     "Come here."  he ordered.  She walked over to him and he
     removed the clamps and weights from her vagina and nipples. 
     As the blood rushed back into the clamped areas she cried at
     the newfound pain.  When he was done he untaped the catheter
     from her leg.  "You now have two tails."
     
     He grabbed the catheter and led her backwards back into the
     punishment room, looking at the neatly made bed as he
     passed.  Once in the room he led her to the toilet there and
     release the clamp on the hose holding the water in.  It
     streamed out in a nice round stream into the toilet.  "Aim
     it at the toilet."  
     
     Jennifer did as she was told, grateful to being relieved of
     the pressure of the four liter enema.  Although the water
     was leaving the hose the pain of the large balloon inside
     remained.  She knew that she was going to get something else
     if he was leaving it inside.  Her suspicions were confirmed
     when he returned with a small, closed top enema bag.  He
     squirted the hose to let the air out of it into the toilet
     as she ran her water in like a boy peeing standing up.  She
     could smell the alcohol in the bag.
     
     "Please master, I promise to be good from now on."  she
     begged.  
     
     "I know you will be but I think you need a little reminder. 
     And also an interesting enema.  This is whiskey.  It's an
     alcoholic beverage served on Terra.  It's approximately 50%
     alcohol and makes an interesting enema."  he said watching
     as the stream leaving Jennifer's hose began to taper off. 
     He then reached down and took it from her and inserted the
     tip of the new bag into the hose leading to her ass.  "Walk
     over here."  
     
     He lead her to a wall hook and attached her hands to it
     while she held the small bag.  It didn't hold much more than
     a liter but she knew without a doubt that it would hurt. 
     Anything her master termed as interesting was bound to hurt. 
     After fastening her hands he fastened her legs, slightly
     spread apart and hung the bag on a hook high above her head.
     
     He turned on the clip and let the evil liquid begin to flow. 
     "It's going to burn for a while.  After it stops burning you
     have maybe fifteen minutes before you start to get
     lightheaded.  Being as small as you are I'm only giving you
     a liter, mixed with some half a liter of water.  That'll get
     you plenty drunk."  he said and watched as, true to his
     word, the liquid began to burn inside of Jennifer's young
     intestines.  The hot feeling flushed her face as she let out
     a long moan.  The fluid shot around inside of her quite
     easily, her intestines already stretched out and kink free
     from the four liter washing she had received.  The large
     bore hose inside allowed for a complete unrestricted flow of
     whiskey into her small insides.  The burning increased
     faster than the pressure.  The bag emptied long before she
     thought it should have judging from the pressure.  But with
     the burning it was hard to tell.  When it finished emptying
     the evil into her he disconnected the hose and clamped off
     the catheter.  
     
     Chad sat and watched as Jennifer squirmed to get away from
     the pain inside.  She writhed this way and that trying to
     stop it but couldn't.  He watched her young tender body
     wriggle against the rentless shackles she had to wear. 
     Keeping an eye on his watch he viewed her as she begin to
     slow down from the alcohol working it's magic on her.  
     
     Jennifer began to feel funny as the enema worked.  Soon
     everthing seemed to slow down and she sagged against her
     restraints.  Then she felt her master taking her down from
     the wall.  The pain began to subside, leaving only pressure. 
     She felt the pressure of the inflated balloon and the
     pressure of her own inflation by the enema.  She fell limp
     against Chad's arms.  He took her into the living room and
     laid her down on the floor.  
     
     Jennifer watched as he moved her, unable to move herself. 
     It seemed like she was watching a video as things happened
     but she had no control over them.  The noise level in her
     ears increased like it did when she slept.  But the
     difference now was that she was awake.  Everything seemed
     far away.  She watched as Chad attached nipple clamps to her
     and tightened them down.  She felt the pain but didn't
     scream.  It didn't seem to be as bad as before.  She looked
     down and saw how the tender flesh of her nipples was pressed
     between the jaws of the clamps and knew that it should hurt. 
     Chad flicked them some and she watched them wiggle.  He then
     took them off, satisified that she was indeed drunk.  
     
     She felt herself being carried to the torture room and he
     wiggled the hose in her butt.  She felt some of the pressure
     release from inside to something more comfortable.  She
     stood there, held by her neck to something.  She reached
     back and felt the hose hanging from her butt and pulled on
     it.  It didn't come out.  
     
     She then felt Chad working on her butt and something went
     out of her.  She felt a sharp thud inside of her but didn't
     know what it was.  Then he was talking to her but she
     couldn't understand what it was that he was saying.  
     
     She then felt coldness inside.  She turned around and
     realized that he was giving her another enema.  This one was
     four liters as the bag was large and still full.  She turned
     back to look at the wall.  Soon she felt pressure and turned
     around to look at the bag.  It was flat and floppy.  Chad
     was standing behind her smiling.  Next she felt him doing
     something to her ass and the pressure went away inside of
     her.  That was the last thing she remembered.
     
     Jennifer awoke with her head pounding.  She had never felt
     like this.  Her mouth was dry and tasted bad.  She tried to
     get up and couldn't, finally realizing that she was tied to
     the bed.  She lay there, her head hurting wondering what had
     happened.  Dozing in and out of sleep she finally awoke to
     feel Chad untying her.  
     
     "Good morning beautiful.  I'll bet your head hurts."
     
     "It does my master.  May I ask what happened?"
     
     "Sure.  Remember the whiskey enema I gave you?"
     
     "I think so, it hurt so bad."
     
     "Everything after that is sort of blurry isn't it?"
     
     "Yes master."
     
     "As expected.  You see the alcohol is absorbed rapidly
     through the intestines and into your blood.  You get drunk
     very quickly and very thourghly.  Unlike drinking you can't
     throw it up and get better.  To get better you have to let
     it out.  Then it takes a while for your system to clear so a
     large plain water enema held for a long time helps to draw
     the alcohol out.  I only gave you a little under two liters
     of half whiskey.  You held it for two hours before I let it
     out.  Then I gave you a four liter enema and had you hold
     that for three hours.  After that you passed out.  That was
     day before yesterday.  I think you finally came to yesterday
     but you went back out again several times so I let you
     sleep."
     
     "I've been out for two days?"  she asked, surprised at what
     had happened.
     
     "Yes you have my love.  How do you feel?"
     
     "Sore all over, my stomach hurts very bad, my mouth tastes
     bad, my nose is stopped up and my head is hurting.  Please
     master no more, I'm begging, please stop."   
     
     "I stopped two days ago.  I think you've learned your
     lesson.  I had you last night in the ass and it felt real
     good.  Since you were passed out you couldn't tense up. 
     Maybe I'll start using muscle relaxers on you.  That is
     probably why your ass hurts so much, you bled a little
     more."
     
     "Master, I promise I won't be bad anymore."  she begged,
     unaware that he wasn't going to punish her any more until
     her butt healed up, both inside and out.
     
     "Good, you're tiring me out."  Chad said, undoing the straps
     that held her to the bed.  She then went to the bathroom and
     cleaned up.  
     
     At breakfast Chad gave her instructions for the day which
     included more math studies.  That evening was fairly quiet
     as she had done everything she should have done.  Chad was
     content to just snuggle up that night.  
     
     The following day they went out to a dinner at which Chad
     had dressed her nicely in a jumpsuit.  He left her shackles
     on, in full view and brought her with him to the party.
     
     "Is this your slave Chad?"  a woman asked.
     
     "Yes it is.  Jennifer, meet Lakikia my navigator."  Chad
     said.
     
     Jennifer bowed deeply as she had been taught.  She kept very
     quiet, aware that she would be punished if she acted up and
     embarassed her master.
     
     "Chad, I can't believe that you would have an Alaytian slave
     girl.  You could have anyone you want -- including me." 
     Lakikia said.
     
     "Well she is fairly well behaved.  And she doesn't give me
     near the trouble you do."  Chad said to a round of laughter
     from the other people around.
     
     "So are you actually humping her?"  one of the men asked.
     
     "What else do you do with a slave?"  was the reply.
     
     Lakikia blushed at this comment.  She kept eyeing Jennifer,
     paying particular notice to the slave's shackles.  
     
     "We went twenty light-years out of our way for this?" 
     another man said looking at Jennifer.
     
     "I've done more for less.  Besides what's your complaint you
     get paid the same."  Chad commented.
     
     The conversation eventually got around to other topics, much
     to Jennifer's relief.  She disliked having everyone staring
     at her.  Several drinks later Lakikia came up to Chad and
     asked him if she could take Jennifer to the restroom.  He
     shrugged his shoulders and motioned for Jennifer to follow
     the navigator.  
     
     Once in the restroom Jennifer went to the stall pointed out
     by the woman.  Lakikia took the stall next to her.  "So what
     is it like to be a man's slave?"
     
     "It is very nice."
     
     "Does he whip you?"
     
     "Yes mistress."
     
     "Why are you calling me mistress?"
     
     "Because I was taught that the proper form of address for a
     man is master and the proper form of address for a woman is
     mistress.  My master has temporarily made you my mistress
     while I am in your care."  
     
     "Oh.  I guess I never thought of it that way.  Does he whip
     you hard?"
     
     "Yes mistress."
     
     "And you like it?"
     
     "Yes mistress."  Jennifer said, wiping herself and flushing
     the toilet.
     
     "I see he has shackles on you.  Does he make you wear them
     all the time?"
     
     "Yes mistress."
     
     Jennifer opened the stall door and Lakikia was primping in
     the mirror.  She turned around as Jennifer walked out.  "I
     don't know if I could do what you do.  I don't mind a man
     taking charge but to stand there and let him whip you..."
     
     Jennifer stood with her head down.  Lakikia tilted her head,
     thinking about something.  She then walked over to Jennifer
     and looked closely at the girl's shackles.  She then ran her
     hand on Jennifer's back and then across the slave's butt. 
     Jennifer tensed up a little.  "Does that hurt?"
     
     "Yes mistress."
     
     "I wish I could see it."
     
     Jennifer slowly unzipped her jumpsuit and disrobed for
     Lakikia.  The navigator just stood there, shocked that the
     slave would do such a thing for her.  Jennifer then removed
     her panties and set them on the floor beside her jumpsuit. 
     Lakikia gawked at the young girl's body.  She went around
     back and looked at Jennifer's buttocks and thighs.  "Did
     Chad do this to you?"
     
     "Some of it my mistress."  Jennifer answered.
     
     "Who did the rest?"
     
     "The slave training school I was in when my master bought
     me."
     
     "How old are you?"  she asked.
     
     "Fourteen mistress."  Jennifer answered, thinking that it
     would be worth lying about this time.  
     
     "I've never seen an Alaytion.  I guess I never realized that
     your tail was so long.  May I touch it?"
     
     "Yes mistress."  Jennifer said and raised it up into
     Lakikia's hand.
     
     Lakikia then looked at the labia rings Jennifer had and saw
     the marks on the young girl's vagina and inner things.  "He
     whips you on your pussy?"
     
     "Yes mistess.  I was being very bad."
     
     "What on earth did you do to deserve such a whipping?"
     
     "I peed on him while he was having sex with me and then let
     my punishment enema out in the bed my mistress."  Jennifer
     answered.
     
     "You peed on him?  Punishment enema?  I never would have
     dreamed of peeing on a man, especially while he was making
     love to me.  Well, I guess you did deserve to be punished in
     some way.  But from the marks on you I would say that he was
     a bit excessive.  So he gives you enemas to punish you.  How
     quaint.  I never could hold one long either.  Guess that
     would be punishment to have to hold one for a while."
     
     "I didn't just let it out.  I pushed as hard as I could to
     make it come out and I kept pushing while he tried to get
     the next one into me."  Jennifer said.
     
     "Next one?  Was he trying to give you two at once?"
     
     "No mistress.  He didn't decide to give me the second one
     until I spilled the first.  I was mad at him for not letting
     me up to pee, it was early in the morning and I had been
     tied up all night.  He then took me without letting me go
     pee first.  So I peed on him.  He then got mad and gave me
     the enema.  It hurt so bad that I let some leak.  At first
     it was an accident.  Then I realized that I would punished
     for that little leak so I decided to just get it all out at
     once, as fast as I could before he gave me the next one."
     
     "How did you know he would give you another?"
     
     "Because my mistress, a slave always gets a refill when she
     leaks.  And the next one is always bigger."
     
     "Do you enjoy it when he gives you an enema?"
     
     "Yes mistress."
     
     "Why?"
     
     "Because it feels good.  Unless of course it is a really big
     one.  And master almost always makes love to me afterwards
     or during."
     
     "He makes love to you while you are getting an enema... how
     perverted.  Giving enemas to your lover is odd enough,
     granted that a warm enema can sometimes feel good, but to
     have one and then have sex while holding it in .. yuck!"
     
     "It is very pleasurable for master."
     
     "For a sick mother fucker like Chad I guess.  It's a good
     thing he didn't take a shine to me, I doubt it would have
     lasted long."  Lakikia said and then added, "Put your
     clothes back on."
     
     Jennifer dressed quickly as Lakikia watched.  The two then
     went back to the party.  When they found Chad, Lakikia said
     a few pleasantries and departed for other groups.  They ate
     a nicely prepared meal, served by waiters in what appeared
     to Jennifer to be a restaurant of some sort.  At least it
     looked like the place was usually used for food preparation. 
     From the size of this spaceship she had little doubt that
     there were enough people living her to be able to have such
     facilities.  
     



