Well, this was the first day I had to sit through classes after starting the relationship with Dawn. It was also the first day she would have to work. After being in almost constant companionship except for a couple of hours in the last 2 and a half days, it was a bit of a let down to have to be away from her for much of the day. We did arrange to get together for lunch, and I brought her and my dinner over to the health center and we ate in the break room. I went back to the library after, and was able to get a little work done, but it was hard concentrating. I went back to the health center to pick her up at the 11 PM quitting time. She popped into the bathroom before leaving, and when she hugged me before we walked outside, I realized she'd removed her bra while in the bathroom. I asked her if that detail was just for me, and she said that it was for her, but she knew I'd appreciate it, too! I knew she hated bras, and in fact hated clothing in general. We walked leisurely across campus to her dorm, chatting about how hard it was to be apart much of the day. She said that it was unusually busy at the health center that evening, so she hadn't had much time to dwell on it, which was actually good, because she would have just tended to drift off into space if given the chance. She said it was REALLY nice to have me bring a hot meal over from the cafeteria, as she didn't get enough break time to get a full, hot meal normally.

Well, we got back to the nurse's dorm, and Dawn took off her jacket as soon as we were in the door. Anyone who even glanced at her would have had to be blind to miss that she was bra-less. Her nipples and areola were plainly visible through the thin fabric of her uniform blouse. A few people did glance at her, and just smiled. I guess they were used to my outrageous girlfriend! As soon as we arrived inside her room, there was a knock on the door. Dawn made a bit of a sour face and reached for the door. I'd heard the door on Nancy's side thump, so I was pretty sure it was Nancy. I'm sure Dawn knew this, too. She opened the door, and Nancy popped in, and started to chatter away with Dawn about some course material that was in a class they shared earlier in the day. I wasn't too clear on what this was about, something to do with acute renal failure, but beyond that I wasn't even attempting to follow it. Anyway, I knew that Dawn was quite tired, and wasn't too happy about the interruption. I could sense that Dawn was maybe a little miffed, too, but she was keeping her end of the conversation going, too. We all sat on the bed, with Dawn in the middle. This chat went on for a few minutes when I heard somebody's belly growl fairly loudly. I couldn't tell for sure, but I thought it probably was Nancy, not Dawn. A minute or two later, somebody expelled a long blast of gas. The conversation stopped, and Dawn said "Oh, Nancy!" She had said it with a mix of "Oh, you poor dear" and "what HAVE you been doing to yourself!" sort of tones. Dawn didn't say another word, just got up and went into the bathroom and closed the door until it clicked. She didn't lock it, but just closed it all the way. I thought that was strange, as Nancy was so close to Dawn, and she never closed the door when I was there. Then I heard water running in the sink, and I turned to Nancy and said "She's preparing an enema for you!" Nancy looked totally shocked, and said "NO WAAAY! She wouldn't...Not with ... ahhh... you here..... oh, no!" I just looked at her without saying anymore, until I heard the water shut off. I said "Well, you've got five seconds to run for your life!" Nancy just sat there, I guess she didn't believe what was going on. If she thought Dawn would take into consideration her embarrassment at being given an enema in front of me, she was BADLY mistaken, I was pretty sure. Actually, I suspected this was a set-up, but I couldn't figure out who was setting up who! Did Nancy set this all up, to get Dawn to give her an enema? (Maybe the last enema she'd ever get from Dawn?) Was Nancy (or ME?!?) getting set up by Dawn? I really had NO idea what might have been going on below the surface!

Dawn came out of the bathroom at that point, and as I strongly suspected, she was carrying her big enema bag filled with 3 liters of soapsuds! She walked right up to the bed, and hung the bag from her hooks there. She held the colon tube barely a foot from Nancy's face and began to lube it. As she was doing this, she told Nancy to take her pants off and turn over. Nancy was speechless, and started to sputter "Dawn, ahh... but Jimmy's here, and ahhh... I can't uhhh..."Dawn very coolly said "Jimmy is so close to me that we are almost one person already. He lives here, with me, this is his room, too. I can't ask him to leave. Anyway, you NEED this enema, Nancy, and I KNOW you hate cold water, and this water is cooling while we speak." I knew she was hypnotizing Nancy, she did it to me, and that particular tone of voice, the patter of her speech was SO convincing, you just couldn't tell her no. Sure enough, Nancy got up with a sigh, and began to take off her pants. She turned away from me, and slipped them off. She then slipped off her panties, and turned around the other way so she wouldn't have to face me as she laid her upper body on the bed. She got in a position with her hips slightly past the side of the bed and her knees on the floor. Dawn gently lubricated her rectum and eased the colon tube into her. This whole process only took a minute, Dawn was very expert in getting people to do what she wanted. I already knew that. She also, I think, knew what people WANTED, even if they couldn't say it. The water began flowing, and Nancy moaned and groaned. Dawn felt her tummy a little as the water flowed in, and said "Oh,Nancy, how could you DO this to yourself! You haven't had a BM or an enema since we did it last Tuesday, have you?" Nancy made no sound I could detect. Dawn went on "That's SIX days! You poor thing! You must have been in AGONY! Why didn't you take an enema? You could have come and told me! Anything! But, DON'T just hold it in! That is SO bad for your health!" By now, the entire 3 Liters was inside her, and she was moaning softly. I couldn't tell, without seeing her face, whether she was very uncomfortable, or very aroused. Maybe both!

Dawn asked Nancy to turn over, and she would rub her belly. Nancy said "Oh, Dawn, I'm embarrassed, I don't want Jimmy to see... ahhh..." Dawn said "Oh, Nancy, really, how can you be studying to be a nurse, and be such a prude! All women's vulva look about the same. He's seen mine, he's seen his sisters', he's seen his MOMS', for God's sake! Here, Jimmy, can you go sit over there?" she said, pointing at the head of the bed. Dawn helped Nancy lift up and got her slid onto the bed, and then helped her to roll over on her back. Nancy kept her legs together very tightly. But, now, Dawn could begin to massage her belly. She looked very full, and her belly made a lot of growling and burbling sounds as Dawn massaged her. Nancy began to moan and sigh louder, and her breathing became faster and deeper. She had her eyes closed. Dawn motioned to me to move down and then took my hand and placed it on Nancy's breast. I began to gently massage Nancy's breasts, although I felt a bit funny doing this. After a minute or so, Nancy said "Dawn, your hands, oh, how many hands do you have?" She then opened her eyes, saw me handling her breasts, and I thought she'd scream. Instead, she just blinked at me a couple of times, and then laid her head back and closed her eyes again. She then grabbed the hem of her pullover blouse andjust pulled it up and over her head. She then rolled her shoulders away from me, and I knew what she wanted, so I unhooked her bra and pulled it off as she stuck her arms up so I could get it off her. She then relaxed and began moaning rhythmically as I took her nipple into my mouth, and stroked the other one with my hands. After a minute or so of this, she began to arch her back and tense her body very strongly. I glanced at Dawn, and saw she had her fingers in both Nancy's anus and vagina, and was stroking in and out to Nancy's rhythm. Nancy grunted several times and went limp, just breathing heavily. After a minuteof this, Dawn asked her if she needed help getting to the bathroom. Nancy slowly sat up on the bed, and just sat there for a moment, blinking, with a BIG smile on her face. Then, she got to her feet with a little help from Dawn, and walked slowly to the bathroom. She shut the door, and then we heard a big gush, a groan, and then a big blast of plops. She was in there for fifteen minutes or so, while we discussed what had just happened. My first question to Dawn was "Did Nancy just set us up?" Dawn said "No, absolutely not, she just DOES NOT do things like that. I swear, as well as I know her, she would NOT come over here with the purpose of "tricking" me into giving her an enema. But, I know she really NEEDED that one!" I agreed on that. Finally, Nancy came out of the bathroom. Dawn and I were sitting about at the same place we had been when bringing Nancy to her orgasm, namely at opposite ends of the bed. So, the naked Nancy simply sat between us! I was amazed, after all the fuss over her taking her pants off, her rolling over and I'd see her vulva, etc., that she now sat between us with no sign of shame at all. What the HELL was going on? Anyway, she leaned toward Dawn, and said "Dawn, thank you so much, I really didn't even KNOW how much I NEEDED that enema!" while she hugged her. Then, much to my surprise, she kissed Dawn on the mouth, and it was a VERY passionate kiss.Their bodies twisted against each other, and the effect of watching two pretty busty women, one completely nude and the other not wearing a bra, was almost too much for me! I was turning red and breathing heavily when they broke apart. Then, Nancy asked "May I kiss him? He was wonderful to me!" Dawn said (a bit to my surprise) "Of course!" in a very soft tone. Nancy turned around and kissed me quite passionately on the lips, and pressed her body against mine. Then she patted my chest and said "I KNOW Dawn will take GOOD care of you, too!" She then pulled on her blouse, picked up the rest of her clothes, pulled her blouse hem down just a bit to cover her rear, and walked out the door, stopping at the open door to give up both a totally radiant smile!

I sat there in stunned silence as the door slowly closed again. Then I asked Dawn "What the HELL just happened? Did she just seduce you? Or ME? Or,.... US?" Dawn had a strange, Mona Lisa sort of smile, and said "I honestly don't know! She's never done anything like that before!" I said "Did you notice the TOTAL change in her attitude when she came out of the bathroom? She went from being the embarrassed little schoolgirl to the VAMP!" Dawn admitted the difference was night and day. We talked about it for a while, but couldn't quite figure out who had gamed who! Or, more importantly, WHY!

Then, things started to take a bizarre turn! After a while, Dawn said "I think I need you to punish me." I had no idea what was going on, and asked "Because of what Nancy did?" Dawn replied "No, because of what ** I ** did! I had vowed to you that I would keep my hands off anyone but you, and then Nancy comes in here and lets out a little gas, and I'm all over her! I'd VOWED I wouldn't do stuff like THAT!" I told her that I totally forgave her, that Nancy had caught me off guard, too, and I think Nancy was really more in control of what happened than we realized at the time. Dawn seemed quite upset, and said" I need you to spank me!" I was shocked, this was a side of Dawn I hadn't seen before, or even suspected could exist! It also was not the kind of relationship I was really looking for. I'm just not a "dom" kind of person, and the idea of hurting her on purpose was so far from my mind I really couldn't properly conceive of what she was asking for. I told her that I couldn't do it. Dawn was crying, and she told me she had done something so dangerous to our relationship, she needed to be punished to make the lesson stick. Suddenly, I thought I understood, and said "Dawn, you need me to punish you so you can forgive yourself, is that right?" She looked up at me very slowly, then, and said "I know you are the son of a Psychiatrist, but I didn't expect that YOU'D be analyzing me! But, that sounds pretty perceptive, I think you're right." I told her that after living with a Psychiatrist for 18 years, stuff tends to rub off on you. Dawn said "Can you understand why I need this? Can you do it, now? I really need this while the whole incident is still fresh in my mind!" I told her I'd try, but that it might be very hard for me to cause her pain. She pulled her slacks and panties off, and then took off her blouse. She then laid across my lap, and said "Go ahead, I'm ready." I started to give her some mild slaps on her rear, and she kept saying "Harder! I need to feel this!" I hit her harder, and then harder again, until she stopped telling me she needed it harder. I knew how hard I was hitting her, and I knew it had to hurt! I could tell my eyes were tearing up, and soon tears were running down my face. Dawn didn't make much of a sound for a while, and her face was down, so I couldn't tell how she was taking it. I did hear a little intake of breath with some of the slaps. Finally, she said "Stop. Please stop!" I stopped immediately, and realized she was sobbing softly - the sound almost broke my heart! She continued to sob for a moment, then slowly got up and sat sideways in my lap. She looked up at me then, and saw that I had been crying. Dawn said "Oh, God, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I did what I did with Nancy. I'm sorry I needed you to spank me. I'm so sorry that it hurts you to do that to me!" She continued to sob for a minute or so while burying her face in my neck. Then, she kissed me as passionately as she had ever done, maybe even more so, very tender but also very passionately. She turned until she was sitting facing me, and started to take off my shirt. Then she undid my pants, and pulled them and my underpants down as far as she could. I somehow managed to lift both of us off the bed enough so that she could push my pants down and off, without getting off my lap. She hugged me very closely for a while, and then handed me the vaseline jar that was always on the corner of the desk, within reach of the bed. I knew what she wanted, so I greased up the middle finger of my right hand, and began to tickle and poke at her anus. She sighed, and after a few moments I slipped my finger inside her, and lubed her rectum fully. I then lubed my penis and put the vaseline back on the desk. She kissed me passionately, and then turned with her back facing me, and leaned forward. She then scooted her rear against me, and slowly began to straighten up as she guided me into her bottom. I threw the pillow behind me, and we leaned back against the wall to a nice reclining position. Dawn began to gently ride me, and I instinctively took her breasts in my hands, and began to squeeze and stroke them. Dawn kept the tempo slow, and made it last a good, long while. We both had glorious orgasms, and she just sat on me for a long time, as I gently caressed her. Finally, she said "Are you OK?" I said "OK? You mean about the spanking?" She said "Yes. Was it too much for you? Are you mad at me for making you do that to me?" I told her I was not mad, somewhat surprised that she wanted me to do that, I really didn't understand why she wanted to be spanked. I told her I definitely did not get ANY enjoyment from it, that I was definitely not looking for a D/S kind of relationship. I said that I had been fairly comfortable with HER being more dominant, that I didn't feel threatened by it at all. Dawn said "Maybe that's why I needed you to assert yourself here - I felt I threatened this relationship, and I could kick myself for doing something that could pull us apart. And, I know you didn't enjoy spanking me, I saw your tears." I told her when I stopped, and heard her crying, it just tore me apart! Then, I asked Dawn if SHE felt better after this, and she said she felt she could now forgive herself, although it might take her a few days to fully do that.

We then used the bathroom, and got into bed. I massaged the buns I had so recently spanked, and we drifted off to sleep. In the morning, maybe because we had stayed up so late the night before, but this was the first morning we didn't give each other orgasms. We were running a bit late. When we got down to the cafeteria, I noticed Nancy was there. Dawn didn't guide us over to sit by her, which I think she might have done, normally. Nancy got up and moved next to us. Dawn didn't seem to rebuff her in any way, but it was obvious Nancy was feeling some coolness from Dawn. Nancy said "Dawn, I'm so sorry about what happened last night. I went way beyond the bounds. I'm sorry." Dawn replied "Nancy, I was just thinking about giving you relief, and I was totally NOT THINKING about how you respond to enemas - which, of course, is how ** I ** respond to enemas! Which is sexually, of course!" Nancy said " I could have just left. Jimmie told me what you were doing, I had plenty of warning. I could have given myself an enema if I needed it - I'm pretty sure I know how!" Finally, Dawn got to the heart of the matter, and asked "Nancy, did you come over there to get an enema, or to talk to me about the class?" Nancy looked down in her lap, and said "At the time, I really THOUGHT I was coming over just to talk, but I thought it over last night, and I think some part of me was really trying to trick you into giving me an enema without my asking for it out loud. But, Dawn, did Jimmie SPANK you last night? Oh, God, I am SO SORRY! I had NO IDEA it was going to turn out like that!" Dawn said "Nancy, I MADE Jimmie spank me, and I think it hurt him more than it hurt me! It made him CRY! But, it's over, and we are OK. I had vowed to Jimmie, and to MYSELF, that I'd keep my hands off all others from now on! I was just SICK that I couldn't control myself. Jimmie was real perceptive, and immediately realized I was WAY madder at myself than he was at me. He forgave me immediately. I'm still working on forgiving myself.