The First Humiliation Enema in same position

Ms. Louise

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                                            The Discipline

-Draped over horse
-Caned--Yowww-stripe, stripe, stripe. Welts, squirming, gasps, (lusciously wicked discipline, richly deserved).
    Rushing into the slave bathroom as ordered, frederick was quick to obey Ms. Louise. Fumbling with nervous apprehension, he nevertheless was soon naked and had put his clothes into the slave hamper. Every shred. Shoes, socks, underwear and all. Now utterly naked, frederick would have no modesty, no choice but to remain completely nude and vulnerable until such time as Ms. Louise permitted him to retrieve his clothing. This was the shameful routine and frederick knew his exposure, embarrassment, humiliation and discipline had only just begun. Being made to strip completely bare was but the first step. Soon the slave within would be naked mentally as well as physically. Stripped bare of all false masculine pride, dignity and pretense.
    Now properly nude, frederick knelt to present himself as ordered. On his knees, he faced the mirrored wall and was forced to confront the image of his own exposed male submission. There would be no more denial or failure to fully acknowledge his humble status before the imperious Ms. Louise. She had made certain of it be ordering him to this place of self-evident surrender.
    Soon he heard the ominous click of Her dangerously sharp stiletto heels as She approached his position. Despite his best efforts, frederick could not restrain himself from risking an upward glance at Her approaching beauty. But perhaps because She was about to administer a lesson of punishing discipline anyhow, Ms. Louise did not bother to chastise Her wayward slave. Instead, She simply grasped poor frederick by the ear and ordered him to his feet. Leading him briskly over to Her raised, padded punishment horse, frederick was unceremoniously draped headlong over the high bench. Bare behind upraised in the air, head down on one side and legs straining on the other. But then, as if by afterthought, Ms. Louise apparently decided it best to increase Her slave’s already measurable discomfort and predicament.
    “Hmmm...,” She mused. “You will slide around and lay face-down along the LENGTH of the horse, frederick!” Ms. Louise commanded. “Lay you big soft belly full length along the top of the horse, your legs to either side, little man. I want you fully splayed open for this.” Obeying Her awkwardly, this put frederick in a very ungraceful position. Ordered to reach around the end and grasp the bondage ring with his hands, frederick no longer had any contact with the ground, whatsoever. Laying perpendicular across the padded punishment bench was the usual method. This allowed the shackles to be employed to bind the wrists on one side and the ankles on the other. But the legs would usually be left standing on the ground and give the nude recalcitrant some purchase with the floor. Even if he was to be bound and completely restrained. But laying along the length of the horse with one leg on either side, thus causing his nude buttocks to be lewdly spread wide open and vulnerable. He was face down, ass up. His exposed cock and balls lay full length and exposed on the top of the horse, pulled back from between his parted thighs. his bare buttocks were raised up in perfect target position. his ass checks were forced into wide-open parting, revealing and obscenely exposing his vulnerable little anus slut hole! Incredibly enough and to his shameful horror, frederick was hard and stiffly erect, too. Cock and balls twisted back in such lascivious exposure between spread ass-checks arranged for strict discipline, frederick could not hide how such stern feminine discipline and humiliating control enslaved his sexuality. his poor leaking cock, trapped and throbbing, gave undeniable proof that he is indeed a slave to Ms. Louise and to Her most strict attentions!
    Once frederick was arranged to Her complete satisfaction, Ms. Louise wasted no time in establishing Her authority. Taunting Her naked and indecently positioned slut, Ms. Louise approached frederick swishing a wicked whippy cane in short strokes through the air. “Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Gasping with dread and aghast at the apparent severity of Her intentions, frederick squirmed involuntarily at the sight. “The cane! Oh no!” he moaned silently to himself. What had he gotten himself into this day? The most sever of discipline implements, and here he was laying full length across the punishment bench, his bare cheeks soooo exposed and vulnerable! Not the dreaded cane!
    But he had little time to contemplate his situation. For Ms. Louise quickly began Her lesson in corporal persuasion techniques. “SWOOSH--Ker-ACCK!” the cane sliced through the air and bite deeply into frederick’s helpless buttocks. “SWISH-Ka-SMACK!” it landed yet again almost immediately after, slicing a line of fire across the tender bare flesh. This second stripe lay down its new line of strict correction so precisely that it landed but the thickness of the cane from the first. “SWOOSH-Ka-WACK!” and after this third searing stroke, frederick was squirming and gasping aloud, despite his best efforts to remain stoic and accept his richly deserved discipline. But of course, Ms. Louise had only just begun. Slowly and methodically, She circled Her punishment-positioned slut. Emphasizing points of verbal chastisement with stroke after merciless stroke of the incredibly intense cane. Methodically, deliberately and with Her usual grace and dominant aplomb, Ms. Louise proceeded to introduce frederick to the agony of Her punishment cane. This was no patty-cake spanking. This was no discipline fantasy. Stripe after stripe soon welted poor frederick’s upturned ass and painted his naked buttocks a bright streaky crimson of well earned discipline. Sometimes pausing between strokes to allow the deep fire to fully settle into the naked flesh, sometimes rapping several quick and hard strokes in rapid succession. “Unnngggh,” moaned frederick after each new stroke laid its burning punishment and tattooed his nude submission to this exquisite Woman ever so deeply into his erotic psyche. But he did not try to escape, did not try to evade the cruel biting cane anymore that his will to remain in position would allow. He knew he needed Ms. Louise’s strict attentions and had asked to be enslaved to Her dominance as She saw fit. So he would accept Her discipline and obey all that She deemed appropriate. Though little did he know what would come next. But before very long and well before frederick had been fully disciplined to Her satisfaction, Ms. Louise did lay down Her cane. At least temporarily. But only to inform frederick that now it was time for his enema...

To be continued...

                                                    The First Humiliation

    Enema in same position. Two bags, “Y” nozzle, alternating warm and cold. Ooooh...how humiliating, how invasive, how wonderfully strict and inescapable and dominant! But then...
    More of the cane! While retaining enema still. Hard strokes across already striped ass. Cock impertinently hard and exposed between legs. Cock gets several raps of cane. Told to get flaccid, but unable to. Luscious teasing, Mistress’ incredible body, Her ass swaying, teasing, forcing me to sneak peeks. But always caught! cock caned more. Ass caned harder. Ache to expel enema!
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    “Oh no! ENEMA?” frederick inwardly screamed, the shameful distress of his complaint echoing silently within his panicky brain. “ENEMA?! Nooo! Not that. Not like this. Not here across the horse with my naked ass already bright red and striped with livid welts from the cane! Not in this incredibly compromising and helpless position! not an enema, Mistress. Must I?”
    But his protests were unpronounced and internal, unheard by Ms. Louise. Nor would frederick ever dare to give actual voice to any such objections. he knew he needed to submit and to obey. he was here as a slave to Ms. Louise. he had begged to be fully trained in every aspect of becoming Her property. So as shameful and humiliating as it was going to undoubtedly be, frederick stifled his anguish at Her pronouncement and sentence of enema discipline. Resigning himself to the fate She decreed, frederick tried reminding himself that he had been given enemas before. In fact, Ms. Louise had ominously begun to make enema therapy almost a ritual part of each session. Prior to his admission into Ms. Louise’s deliciously strict training regimen, frederick had never had to endure such utter surrender of control. he had never been subject to such thoroughly enslaving and humbling treatments by a gorgeous Woman of strict Feminine authority. But, Ms. Louise had discovered that he would sometimes take such a task upon himself as hygienic preparation in the event She might sentence hem to anal discipline training. So once frederick had been made to confess this presumptuous practice of self-directed bowel cleansing, Ms. Louise had forbidden him from ever doing so again. Any such humiliating and shamefully controlling procedures and therapies were now only to be conducted by Ms. Louise Herself, or under Her strict supervision. So now frederick watched helplessly as Ms. Louise casually wheeled the stainless steel hospital-style enema stand across the floor before his silently imploring eyes. Ms. Louise was, of course, totally indifferent to such silly puppy-dog looks and simply smiled sweetly at frederick as She proceeded to prepare not just one, but TWO bags of enema solution! Oh No! Twin bags of enema retention training! And frederick caught sight of the wickedly ominous, “Y” shaped flow valve positioned just up the hose from the thick and intimidating douche-style nozzle. What new twist to the dreaded and humiliating enema obedience training did Ms. Louise have in mind for poor frederick today?
    “Oh quit looking so scared and silly, frederick. there are only these two bags and we have to increase your capacity and make sure you are completely cleaned out, don’t we? Of course we do. So lower those eyes immediately and stay exactly as you are. Don’t you look silly like that? All naked, punished and spread so lewdly across My spanking horse? And look! your “clitoris” is all hard and drippy and making a mess despite the fact that you have just been caned. Well, you will make that cock soft this instant, do you understand Me? Make it soft or we will have to begin disciplining it as well. Now I suggest you think about baseball or some other silly male thing. Unless you want to feel My switch directly across that nasty little clitoris of your.”
    Of course, Ms. Louise’s wicked threat to cane his cock if he did not go flaccid, immediately had the opposite effect. Despite his incredible embarrassment and totally compromised position, frederick’s “clitoris” actually engorged further! There he was on total naked display. Vulnerably exposed beyond any shred of dignity as he lay straddling the punishment horse. his turgid and shamelessly leaking manhood awkwardly pulled back and positioned to lay flat and unprotected. Upturned in sensitive position on the padded bench behind his throbbing, well caned ass-checks. frederick himself was appalled yet helpless as he felt the treacherous organ stiffen and swell even more. Oh perverse desires and unseemly lust! How could his nasty cock betray him so? Actually growing larger and leaking sticky effluent when threatened with punishment and enema training! Mistress Louise was not pleased at Her slave’s wanton display and disobedient behavior.
    “you are not listening to Me, frederick,” She said, calmly yet with quiet menacing promise. “When are you going to learn to start being obedient to Me? Well, now I can see I have no choice but to punish your impertinent little clitoris as well. you would do will to remember that I never make idle threats. Look at that! you are making a mess and getting nasty sticky on My nice clean spanking horse! Is this how you beg to have your clitoris caned?”
    With that, frederick felt the chill swabbing of lubricant poked against his helplessly exposed anus. Ms. Louise had been continuing to prep the dual hanging enema bags which swayed ominously with liquid bulge just at the edge of slave frederick’s vision. The pendulous and obviously full bags were now also all too visible and apparent in the reflections of the mirrored wall. “Unnnggh,” groaned frederick softly, trying not to betray too much vocal reaction as he felt Her latex-gloved fingers none too gently invading his reluctant anal cavity with cool, slippery gel. frederick could do nothing but submit. he was opened, violated, being matter-of-factly and clinically prepared. Oooo...he could not help but sink into delirium of submissive surrender. Incapable of admitting it perhaps, but frederick was precisely where he wished and needed to be. Fully and completely under control of his exquisite Mistress Louise. Mentally, physically, unquestionably in Her thrall. How could She possibly posses such power? Yet She does.
    Such moments of blissfully erotic submission are no to last. Such Dominant attentions are always tempered with strict reminders of who is in charge in Ms. Louise’s Domain. This fact was all too soon brought back to the forefront of frederick’s mind as he felt the hard plastic enema nozzle invade his quivering asshole. The cold, unyielding and impersonal douche nozzle rudely replaced the warm gloved fingers that had been probing his slutty hole. “Unnngghh,” he gasped in shock as the thick, relentless nozzle was unceremoniously pushed deep up into his clutching rectum. his vocal reaction was swiftly cut short, however. Only to be replaced by another surprised exhalation as frederick immediately heard the distinctive click of the water being released. Ms. Louise was not going to give him time for contemplation and mental preparation today. No! The colonic correction treatment was to be swift and decisive! To his horror, frederick instantly felt COLD water flooding unrestrained and with the force of full cascade behind it. COLD water flooding, flowing without check into the opened tunnel of his most private orifice. Oh my!
    Ms. Louise, of course, ignored the unseemly gasps of Her nasty slut. She had additional punishments that had to be administered. Frederick’s disobedient “clitoris” still lay engorged and leaking disgusting male ooze onto Her unsullied punishment horse. frederick had apparently ignored Her order to go flaccid and to accept his enema therapy without such inappropriate displays of lust. This would not be tolerated any longer. No matter that frederick had already received a strict and lengthy dose of the cane slashed across his bare buttocks. Now he had failed to obey a simple and direct order, despite being warned what the consequences would be. Now he would once again be reminded not to trifle with Ms. Louise. He would again be shown that She is a Lady of Her word.
    Imagine the triple tier of submissive predicament poor frederick was now subject to. Already caned to the point of angry red welts running in lovely parallel stripes across his upturned and lewdly displayed bare ass cheeks. That same naked ass violated by an obscene rubber enema hose unleashing its cold volume of rectal cleansing domination directly into his slutty and reluctant little anal pucker. And now, to complete the triple play of lusciously wicked Female authority, Ms. Louise again commenced to apply Her rule of Feminine command. This time, Her power and supremacy took the form of withering raps of incredibly intense genital discipline. Firm stroke of the punishing cane, applied directly across the thick and throbbing shaft of his disobedient cock. and on the concept of three strikes and frederick was going to learn his lesson very thoroughly. For She was not yet done by any means.
    “Now frederick,” She intoned after several sharp thwacks of the cane had laid their stinging intensity directly across his errant hard cock, “I told you to make this little clit go soft and to stop oozing your nasty seed onto My horse. you are such a nasty man, aren’t you? Yes you are!” then frederick felt the enema hose that still continued to deliver its liquid discipline to the inner depths of his rectums, sway and tug at his puckered little hole. Ms. Louise was teasing his defenseless and impaled hole with some sort of adjustment to his continuing enema discipline. his bowel was filling up rapidly and so he hoped that perhaps the bag was empty and soon his inner flushing would be complete.
    But then, just as he was beginning to hope the nozzle might be removed, there came another ominous click from behind him. Looking up into the mirror he faced, frederick could see, just at the same monument he felt. “Oh NO!...Unnnnggghhh!” A new deluge of enema therapy rushed to fill his agitated anus. Warm, almost HOT water this time. In startling counterpoint to the cold water which now began to cramp in his belly. Ms. Louise was NOT removing the enema nozzle. She had simply switched the valve on the “Y” attachment to unleash the waters of the second bag! The tugging he had felt was merely teasing little man-fuck motions with the invading nozzle that impaled him. Now he was being inundated with water that was the opposite temperature of that which had already been introduced into his straining rectum. Oh My! How deliciously inventive was his adored Ms. Louise. How wicked, how controlling, how utterly and imperiously does she embody the dark Goddess of his most perverse dreams of erotic slavery and servitude! “Uuunnnngggh,” moaned frederick once again, but now very quietly. he was awash in conflicting sensations of torment, punishment, discipline and humiliation. Yet at the same time reverent of the gorgeous Goddess who allowed him to suffer so for Her pleasure, power and amusement. Another full bag rushing into his ass? Oh My! How would he able to hold it all? Hot, cold, gushing floods of hydro-discipline flowing freely into his defenseless slut-hole! And then there is still...the CANE! “YOWWWEEE!”
    Once again, frederick quickly had his attention sharply refocused. The nasty cane once again rapped HARD across the engorged head of his poor cock. he jumped in shock and pain and was forced to forget the increasing pressure of the enema waters filling his rectum. Ms. Louise was once again directing him to focus on his discipline. She still was not finished with his preliminary punishments. After again chastising frederick with verbal reprimand to concentrate on ridding himself of the unseemly and inappropriate leaky erection, Ms. Louise punctuated Her authority with several more sharp cuts of the cane. Though now She again sliced the incredibly whippy cane directly across the previously raised welts that striped his bared buttocks with angry red crisscross. She actually whipped his poor ass once again, even as he was struggling to accept and retain the full volume of dual enemas rushing hot and cold into his poor abused bowels. frederick was reeling with sensation and awash in mental surrender. “Are you listening to ME, frederick? Very good, silly man. your little clit finally seems to have gotten Me message. Look! Its all soft and silly looking now. Though you have certainly made a nasty mess with your disgusting drippy leak. LOOK AT THAT, <each word accompanied by a final three cuts of the relentless cane> You WILL be cleaning that up with your tongue before we are done, slut.”
    Then at last, She laid the cane aside. frederick heaved a deep sigh of relief, even as his sore and punished buttocks began to clench in effort to retain his waters. he had been increasingly unsure how much more punishment his poor butt-cheeks or sensitive penis could take. Especially as the internal pressures continued to mount and churn with need for expulsion.
    Ms. Louise now walked slowly around and around Her sprawled and hose-filled slave, only occasionally adding authority to Her remarks with evil hard pinches to the welts running across frederick’s glowing ass-checks. In agony of punishment and enema discipline as he was though, frederick could not help but follow Her incredible beauty with his eyes. The mirrored wall enabled him to track Her progress and feast his suffering on Her exquisite loveliness. Her graceful movement and seductive figure acted as a tonic to soothe his pain and humiliation beneath Her extraordinary dominance and intoxicating cruelty. Suddenly She stopped before him, turned and bent to push Her impossibly perfect ass back into his face as he lay helplessly astride the punishment horse. Ms. Louise teased Her slut/slave with the proximity and lovely vision of the bottom She knew to be his ultimate fetish weakness. Wearing a wonderfully alluring and sexy short and shiny black vinyl skirt, Ms. Louise slowly and sensuously slid Her panties down from up within the hidden recesses beneath. Lovely bright yellow panties, deliciously dainty and feminine. frederick was mesmerized. With impossible seduction, they were inched down Her exquisite legs, past Her dangerous and sexy stiletto heels and finally removed completely. Turning, Ms. Louise looked very sternly at Her helpless slave.
    “Are you trying to look at My ass, frederick?” She asked, disapproval obvious in Her tone and glance. “Is that respectful, silly slut? Are you an ass-kisser? Of course you are! Now stop ogling Me. you can only wish I would let you kiss My lover ass. Do you need more of My cane? your clit had better be staying soft or I will not hesitate to punish that silly thing more severely! Now...have you forgotten all about that enema, yet? are you wishing to be allowed up off the horse yet, naughty boy? Need to run to the toilet? Ooooh...I bet its going to hurt to sit that ass down on that nice cold porcelain! you had better not even THINK about soiling My nice rug beneath you, slut. Or the caning you have received will feel like love taps! Maybe you need a nice butt plug.”
    With that, Ms. Louise turned Her panties inside out. She carefully positioned the fragrant crotch panel and then pressed them firmly to frederick’s face. “There, nasty slut...maybe the scent of Me will help you forget that enema filling your nasty slut hole. Inhale! you are lucky little man today, aren’t you? I am helping you with your fetish training as well as disciplining you for your disobedience. Now OPEN YOUR MOUTH!” frederick obeyed of course and soon had his mouth stuffed with the freshly worn panties of his adored Mistress. Careful to see that his tongue would be positioned to clean Her precious intimate wear, Ms. Louise smiled. Her devilish smirk was irresistibly enslaving as She bestowed Her erotic reward. Ooooh...despite his predicament of punishment and humiliation, frederick forgot all else. The scent and flavor of this incredibly intoxication Woman who honored him with Her dominant attentions filled his senses and stole his mind.
    Ms. Louise sipped gracefully behind him then. Her hips moving with feline grace as the sheer fabric of Her sexy skirt now slid sinuously across the bare flesh of Her perfect buttocks beneath. These erotic thoughts of ass-worship denied, tormented the caned enema slut as he lay there. his ass on fire from the strict whipping of the cane, his cock throbbing both from tormented lust as well as from having had its own cruel bites of the rod. his bowel full and straining to retain its sentence of full view of its lewd situation.
    frederick then felt the thick nozzle being pulled from his puckered orifice. Ms. Louise purposefully dragged it slowly from the hot prison of his rectum making sure that frederick felt every shameful nuance of having a beautiful woman subject him to such utter exposure and bodily control.
    Then came the imperious command that signaled his further descent into abject humiliation before this gorgeous Goddess. Pulling him up from his lewd position by yanking on his ear, Ms. Louise tugged the panties from his mouth. “Quit slobbering on My nice panties, frederick. you are to RUN into that bathroom in front of Me. Understand, silly man? Now Go!”

To be continued...

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