This is a story from my life.

I get majorly turned on by role play scenarios that actually embarrass and humiliate me. In college after classes one day, I came home to my apartment I shared with my boyfriend. He was waiting for me when I walked in the door. He looked pissed. A week earlier, he had brought me to the local pharmacy on campus to purchase my first enema bag and a rectal thermometer after a drunken night when he asked me to tell him my most secret fantasies. It was so embarrassing. I was soaking wet since the moment he suggested going there on the walk home a few days later, to when we were in the isle looking at the enema supplies - the whole time he was talking about enemas, asking me intimate questions... college kids were walking by us. Checking out was torture, I wanted to wait outside but he asked me to stay with him... So by the time we got back to the apartment, needless to say we had a great night of enemas and sex and role playing fantasies.

So one week later here we are, I was concerned because he looked so stern and was waiting for me to come home. I asked what was up. He reminded me that I left the enema bag out that day... I had taken one alone that morning, feverishly horny, thinking about that night he gave me enemas. He was at class that morning, wasn't home to play. I had to indulge myself. He was mad I left it out, or mad I was using it without him. He told me his friends saw it when they came by. I was so embarrassed. He told his friends it was mine, and that not only did I like to take big soapy enemas before anal play, but I was also incredibly turned on by my enema fetish in general, and I ask him to give them to me regularly. I almost died, I was so embarrassed. He couldn't be serious. I told him he was a jerk, I didn't mean to leave it out, I'm sorry. He was quiet for a few moments, then told me to take off my clothes and go get the clothes pins. We had floor to ceiling windows in the main space, no window treatments... It was dark and you could see everything going on. I knew what he was going to do to my butt, pussy and asshole. He knows what major satisfaction it is for me, which has become stress relief and the ultimate turn on for him... He likes how much I like it... But I felt this was going to be different. Once fully nude he had me turn around and he tied my hands behind my back. He led me to the shower, it was already on and steaming. I got in without him saying anything. He liked to see me wet and pathetic, my mascara running, I get on my knees, open my mouth for him. I undid his belt and pants, he's standing outside the shower while I am in it. I lick and suck his rock hard dick, with the shower still running all over me. His dick is never harder than when he's punishing me, whether I ask for it or deserve it. I look up at him, he's watching me suck him off, his eyes were dreamy and starting to relax. He has taken my picture like this, he masturbates to it and that turns me on. He told me to get up and go to the living room window, stand in front of the windows looking out and wait for him. I'm dripping and cold, my nipples rock hard, my tits and pussy on display to whomever can see. He come to me and releases my arms. He tells me to put the clothespins on my nipples. I do, and the pain makes my pussy ache. He has me lay on my back on the ottoman right there in front of the window, and pull my legs up to my chest and makes me hold them there. So now all my parts are obscenely on full display, and he's going to spank me like that. He begins with his hand, slapping fast and hard all over my butt, pussy lips, thighs. I'm squirming and screaming. I can't help it, it turns me on. It's not punishment, it's pure joy. I spread my legs a little, like the slut I am. He calls me out on it and continues spanking my pussy and asshole area, my wetness dripping down my crack onto the floor. He knows how much I enjoy this. He stops and leaves the room. I don't dare move. I can't imagine what I look like if anyone is seeing this right now. Luckily it's a high rise, highly doubtful. He comes back with my hairbrush, and starts paddling my ass some more. I'm really jumping now, he's telling me to be still, I need to learn my lesson. He puts his thumb to my ass hole, stopping my thrashing instantly. He plunges his thumb into me and continues to spank all around my ass and thighs, getting my swollen pussy lips and clit here and there. I'm moaning deeply at this point, a clothespin flew off my nipple at some point, I let my legs spread fully wide, holding them up high and really pushing my ass out to meet his slaps. He starts spanking my open pussy, with his thumb still in my ass, and I start squirting. It's like I'm stuck in the middle of a major orgasm and I cant stop. He pulls his thumb out and quickly replaces it with the hairbrush handle, thrusting it in me. I cry out with pleasure and orgasm. He pulls his hard dick out of his boxers and rams it in my soaking wet pussy fast and hard. He lets go of the hairbrush, and it's still up my clenched, tight ass hole that's still pulsing from my cumming that's still happening. He starts to fuck me fast and hard, slamming into me with the force I desire. I feel the hair brush fall out of my ass and hear it hit the floor. That sends me over and I start squirting wildly, again, as he fucks my cunt each time he pulls out, my juice squirts out with force against the window. I see stars, as I do when I squirt and orgasm, and I jut keep cumming... multiple times. I thought he was going to give me an enema for punishment in front of this window, which I wouldn't deny, but this right here is heaven. After, he's holding me, rubbing my sore ass and lightly stroking my swollen cunt lips, my bruised nipples, he tells me he was joking about telling his friends all that. They saw it - which made me blush all over as red as my bum. But he was a gentleman about it.