About two months after Mama Millia’s visit, I was informed that WE would be having students for the week end. Al explained in minute detail what my role was to be, the repercussion if I failed to perform as ordered, and the rewards that would follow if I did. Starting Friday evening when they arrived I would be a patient and would be sleeping and living in the hospital room. I was to act as would be appropriate for a young man of 12 or 13 and to be cooperative but nervous. There were going to be four students and they would each perform various treatments on me to include enemas, catheterization, bed baths and injections. They would also be dispensing meds of oral and rectal. All temperatures would be taken rectally and I was not to leave the bed alone for any reason what so ever on penalty of public spankings.

Failure to comply would mean that I would be spanked HARD in front of everyone and then could possibly be placed on total bowel and bladder control. I did not want to be catheterized dozens of times and I’m not sure that I would like enemas till clear morning noon and night without any sexual release allowed. I was determined to be good! If I was good there would be a party Sunday and I would be allowed to play and be played with.

When Friday evening came I was freshly cleaned and in the hospital bed in one of those terrible hospital gowns. Al brought her four young charges in to meet me. “Girls this is Rocky. He is going to be our patient for the week end. I have prepared him to the extent possible to simulate a young man of 12 to 13. You will treat him as such. The one difference between him and one of our children at the hospital is that if he becomes cranky or uncooperative he CAN be spanked. If at any point you feel he is not cooperating you need to call for me immediately. If he is indeed being resistant I will instruct you in how to dispense a good and proper spanking that will get him back on track. Are there any questions?”

The girl that I was to learn was Nurse Anne, a lovely redhead with really large breasts, asked in a soft almost lisping little girl’s voice, “Dr. Sventon, is he a hired patient…or…or…maybe someone sort of under your control?”

“First off Anne, call me Alicia or Al. We are not at the school or the hospital.” Then she smiled. “Are you asking if he is my slave?”

Anne looked down, “Yes Ma’am….if you don’t mind. If you do PLEASE just tell me it’s not my business!!”

“Not a problem Anne. In fact it is a perfectly reasonable question all things considered. The Answer is that Rocky is my submissive male friend. He and I are VERY close and I hope to become closer over time. We, at this time do not live together full time and he is not per say my slave though I do have certain rights of command over him. He is not my slave because I love him too much and you don’t love a slave that way. You use them because that is their desire. My sweet cherub there doesn’t want to be used; he wants to do whatever he can to please me. His pleasure is in offering me pleasure, not in the masochistic desire to be used. There is a difference.” Al smiled, “As it is evident by both rumor and fact, I will admit freely to preferring the dominant roll in all of my male relationships. Now please will each of you introduce yourself to our patient? You may indeed call him Rocky from here on.”

The big breasted redhead with the little girl voice introduced herself to me with a cute curtsy at the end. “Hi Rocky, I’m Nurse Anne.

A slender serious but sweet looking blond offered, “I’m Nurse Cora. It is nice to meet you Rocky.”

A compact tomboyish girl with short brown hair smiled and said, “I’m Britney, Rocky. Thank you so much for helping us.”

The last girl was a walking wet dream with almost too much of everything except waist. Her waist was small…that is the only thing about her in body, looks or personality that is small. Her voice was like warm honey. “Hello Rocky, I’m Nurse Cynthia and I am looking forward to getting to know you much better.”

I looked at Al and then gave her the same smile and hi that I had given each previous student.

Al smiled, “Anne, it is almost the dinner hour. Our patient needs an enema because he had complained of stomach pains. He should receive that treatment before dinner. We will leave you to your duties. Everything you will need is in the room next door.”

“How many should I give him? I mean if he is constipated the first one needs to be soapy that though will require several rinses. Can he get out of the bed?” Anne asked.

“Very good questions Anne.” Al told her. “He is constipated so clean him out. Each of you will need to give one series to a patient that can’t get out of bed so the first will be it. Use the bedpan this time Anne…any further questions? Good I’m sure the two of you will get along just fine and we will study your performance later on tape.”

When Anne nodded her head, Al gathered the rest and they left. Anne looked at me and smiled, “Well Rocky, I think the first thing that I need to do is get your vitals and then we will address your little problem. Does that sound ok to you?”

Knowing my place and part I asked, “Do I HAVE to do an enema!!?? Couldn’t you just give me a pill or something?”

Anne smiled as she put the blood pressure cuff on my arm. “Sorry Rocky, Doctor’s orders. It won’t be bad so don’t worry.” She did the blood pressure and pulse and then began to shake down the thermometer.”

I opened my mouth but she smiled sadly and motioned for me to roll over. I whined, “I don’t see why you HAVE to do it THAT way!”

“It is ever so much more accurate Rocky and since I am going to give you enemas I want to check your temp there before hand and after.” She spread my cheeks and after smearing a small bit of KY on my bud she pierced me!

I buried my face in my pillow thinking to myself, ‘I’m fucked! I’m getting hard and there isn’t going to be any hiding it! God how humiliating! I hope Al knows how much I love her to put up with this!’

She pulled the thermometer out and after looking at it chirped, “Normal; that means you shouldn’t have any problems with your enemas. Just relax and I will be right back.” She left me there on my stomach with my ass bared. I covered up and hoped it wouldn’t be too bad.

When Anne returned she had a big clear bag filled to the top with white sudsy water on an IV stand. I moaned and looked away. I wasn’t acting now! The thought of this girl who was almost the same age as me (She was 23 and I am 19) doing this was embarrassing.

“Ok Rocky you need to roll onto your left side facing me and pull your top leg up for me.” She helped me into position. “Have you had an enema before? From your reaction I figure you have.”

“Yes Ma’am, my Mom has done it to me a few times.” I answered.

“Good then you sort of know what needs to happen. Now I am going to do my very best to make this as easy on you as possible. We need to work together though…like a team. You have to take it all but I will stop it and help you in any way I can as you take it. Your job is to try and stay relaxed and keep me informed about how you are doing. We’re partners OK?”

I looked at her and had to smile. “Yes ma’am I will try.

“Good boy!” She put on a new glove and told me to roll slightly more to my tummy so she could check my anal passage and lubricate it. I rolled she lifted my cheek and slowly her finger opened me. Her other hand was on my hip and she patted me. “You’re doing very well. Could you squeeze my finger please?” I did and she told me how nice and strong my sphincter was. Then, she asked; “Now I want you to relax and let me move without you holding me.” I did and her finger worked around inside me until she found my prostate.

When she paused there I moaned and said, “Oh GOD!” and buried my face in the pillow.

“Are you ok Rocky? Did it hurt? Remember we are partners and you need to tell me what you’re feeling at all times.”

“You just touched something and it made me feel REAL strange.”

She stroked it again. “Are you talking about that?”

“Yes ma’am!” I gasped. “Please don’t do it again!”

She eased from my butt and then after removing the glove patted my ass in a comradely fashion. “What I touched Rocky was your prostate. It is a very important part of men and it is very sensitive. There is an almost direct connection between it and you penis. I want you to understand this because the enema is also going to affect your prostate and will probably make your penis become erect. Do you know about that stuff Rocky?”

I looked up at her and could feel my face blushing. “Oh yes ma’am I know about THAT!”

“VERY good then I don’t want you to be surprised, embarrassed or upset if it happens. It just means you are a man.”

She gently inserted the large barium nozzle and asked me if I would hold it tight for her. I nodded and we were on our way! The solution was very soapy but fortunately I had been cleaned out that morning and on a restricted diet. I nonetheless made her stop it several times and panted as I pretended to struggle. Towards the end I wasn’t pretending! The soap got me and I was a little panicked at the end when she told me that I had to hold it for at least five but preferably ten minutes.

She could tell that I wasn’t kidding and she massaged my tummy for the entire hold time. At about the 8 minute mark I told her that I wasn’t going to make it. She rolled me to my back pushed the pan under my ass and lifted the head of the bed up. When she pulled the nozzle I emptied in a rush. She didn’t miss a beat and began a deep massage to help me get as much out as I could. Despite my morning cleaning it was amazing how effective her enema was! When I was done she cleaned me up, removed the pan, emptied and washed it out in the bathroom. Then she came to me, changed the pads under me washed me clean again and asked me if I wanted to take this next enema one on my side again or on my back where she could better massage my tummy. What the hell, the cleaning had ended me having any surprises to hide so I chose my back!