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quavering with fear and pleasure.
“Yes, of course, dear. Don’t worry.”
Jana squirmed, moaning, the rectal thermometer inside her asshole for the full two minutes.
“All right,” Adiranna said finally, removing the thermometer. “Everything is in order. Now move over to the irrigation table.”
Jana sniffled. “I don’t know, I don’t like the feeling of that in my ass … is this really necessary?”
“Yes, it is,” said Adrianna more firmly. “The intestines are the center through which nutrition and food energy are delivered into the body. We need to clean them out often, don’t you think?”
“I … guess,” said Jana, meekly, batting her huge green eyes at Adrianna, who stood above her, wiping Vaseline onto an aluminum enema nozzle.
“L ie down on the irrigation table,” said Adrianna.
Jana lay on the cold porcelain table, which had a sink-like indentation, with a drainage hole, in the middle of it. “Oh, it’s cold!” Jana was covering her breasts again. Her flesh rippled with goosebumps.
“Now, there are two positions you can take while I administer the enema. You can kneel down, and put your chest on your knees. Do you see what I mean?”
“Yes, like the ‘child’s pose’ in yoga,” said Jana. That’s the position I usually wait for your husband in before he fucks me , she thought sardonically . And the position I forced your daughter into while she ate me out while Matt fucked her.
“Or you can just lie flat on your back on the table, with the drainage indentation in the table under your buttocks.”
“But I’m scared,” whined Jana. “I don’t know ...”
“Well, if it will help you, we have some comfortable restraints I can put you in. In case you’re afraid you might move around during the procedure.” Adrianna indicated some padded canvas straps which connected to the table at the foot and the base.
“Do you think it’s the best for me?” asked Jana, wide-eyed.
“If you’re hesitant, it might be. Don’t worry, I’m a medical professional and I have a lot of experience with this. I take full responsibility for the procedure and its outcome, and I know it’s the best thing for you.” She was standing above Jana now, stroking her hair again. “Please don’t be afraid.”
“Okay,” said Jana in a small voice. “Use the restraints.” She felt her breath quickening at the thought of it.
Adrianna wrapped Jana’s hand in the restraints and then tied her feet to stirrup-like protrusions at the end of the table. Her legs were spread, the porcelain table cold against her back, but her pussy very hot indeed.
“There,” said Adriana, a little breathlessly. “Is it okay?”
“I don’t know,” panted Jana, and felt the tears beginning. “It’s cold, I’m not comfortable. I feel so helpless and .. a re you sure this is the best way?” she sobbed.
“Yes, I am. You know I’m only doing this for your own good, right?”
“Yes,” said Jana, tears spilling down her face onto the cold porcelain. God, she felt so helpless and humiliated, so cold and yet so, so hot!
“It’s very important for your health,” said Adrianna, smiling, with a faraway look in her eyes, as she touched the cold metal of the aluminum enema nozzle to Jana’s anus.
Jana cried out. “It’s so cold! Oh god, please! I don’t want this!”
“Shhh,” said Adrianna. “Be still. You know that I’m a professional, and I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“Ohhhh god,” moaned Jana, crying, as the nozzle began to slowly but steadily push into her asshole. “I don’t want it! Please stop!” She was panting like a dog now.
“Shh, it’s too late now. Just relax. It will all be over soon.”
“Oh god, no please!” begged Jana. “How far is it going to go? It’s so cold and uncomfortable!”
“Four inches is the usual depth. But I think you can take six, don’t you? It doesn’t hurt too much, does it?”
Jana just moaned, by way of an answer. Her nipples and
“Yes, of course, dear. Don’t worry.”
Jana squirmed, moaning, the rectal thermometer inside her asshole for the full two minutes.
“All right,” Adiranna said finally, removing the thermometer. “Everything is in order. Now move over to the irrigation table.”
Jana sniffled. “I don’t know, I don’t like the feeling of that in my ass … is this really necessary?”
“Yes, it is,” said Adrianna more firmly. “The intestines are the center through which nutrition and food energy are delivered into the body. We need to clean them out often, don’t you think?”
“I … guess,” said Jana, meekly, batting her huge green eyes at Adrianna, who stood above her, wiping Vaseline onto an aluminum enema nozzle.
“L ie down on the irrigation table,” said Adrianna.
Jana lay on the cold porcelain table, which had a sink-like indentation, with a drainage hole, in the middle of it. “Oh, it’s cold!” Jana was covering her breasts again. Her flesh rippled with goosebumps.
“Now, there are two positions you can take while I administer the enema. You can kneel down, and put your chest on your knees. Do you see what I mean?”
“Yes, like the ‘child’s pose’ in yoga,” said Jana. That’s the position I usually wait for your husband in before he fucks me , she thought sardonically . And the position I forced your daughter into while she ate me out while Matt fucked her.
“Or you can just lie flat on your back on the table, with the drainage indentation in the table under your buttocks.”
“But I’m scared,” whined Jana. “I don’t know ...”
“Well, if it will help you, we have some comfortable restraints I can put you in. In case you’re afraid you might move around during the procedure.” Adrianna indicated some padded canvas straps which connected to the table at the foot and the base.
“Do you think it’s the best for me?” asked Jana, wide-eyed.
“If you’re hesitant, it might be. Don’t worry, I’m a medical professional and I have a lot of experience with this. I take full responsibility for the procedure and its outcome, and I know it’s the best thing for you.” She was standing above Jana now, stroking her hair again. “Please don’t be afraid.”
“Okay,” said Jana in a small voice. “Use the restraints.” She felt her breath quickening at the thought of it.
Adrianna wrapped Jana’s hand in the restraints and then tied her feet to stirrup-like protrusions at the end of the table. Her legs were spread, the porcelain table cold against her back, but her pussy very hot indeed.
“There,” said Adriana, a little breathlessly. “Is it okay?”
“I don’t know,” panted Jana, and felt the tears beginning. “It’s cold, I’m not comfortable. I feel so helpless and .. a re you sure this is the best way?” she sobbed.
“Yes, I am. You know I’m only doing this for your own good, right?”
“Yes,” said Jana, tears spilling down her face onto the cold porcelain. God, she felt so helpless and humiliated, so cold and yet so, so hot!
“It’s very important for your health,” said Adrianna, smiling, with a faraway look in her eyes, as she touched the cold metal of the aluminum enema nozzle to Jana’s anus.
Jana cried out. “It’s so cold! Oh god, please! I don’t want this!”
“Shhh,” said Adrianna. “Be still. You know that I’m a professional, and I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“Ohhhh god,” moaned Jana, crying, as the nozzle began to slowly but steadily push into her asshole. “I don’t want it! Please stop!” She was panting like a dog now.
“Shh, it’s too late now. Just relax. It will all be over soon.”
“Oh god, no please!” begged Jana. “How far is it going to go? It’s so cold and uncomfortable!”
“Four inches is the usual depth. But I think you can take six, don’t you? It doesn’t hurt too much, does it?”
Jana just moaned, by way of an answer. Her nipples and
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