Nick's tale:

I was feeling a bit out of sorts by the time I left the clients' office,

but I was satisfied at having resolved their problem. I drove straight

home to find that Angie was busy with our proposal, Beth was doing

something on the computer, and Lolita was taking some hot cookies out of

the oven.

My discomfort must have shown, because when I walked in the kitchen,

Lolita came straight to me and touched my face.

"You feeling OK?" she asked.

"My gut isn't what it should be." I said.

"Figures." remarked Lolita. "Beth and Angie both needed a wash-out, and

you ate the same thing they did yesterday."

I remembered that the sausage subs we had yesterday were a bit greasier

than what I was used to.

"Yes, a washout is in order, I guess." I said. "I'll go up to my room

and..."

"Nonsense!" said Lolita. "I suspected you'd be needing an enema, so

Angie and I have you set up for our premier service in the exam room."

She smiled impishly.

Lolita called to Angie who was at the downstairs office. "We're ready!"

Then she spoke to Beth: "We'll be in the exam room, if you need help

with that."

I gathered that Beth wouldn't be participating, and thought nothing of

it. Lolita escorted me to the exam room and bade me to undress for the

occasion. As I complied, Angie showed up, carrying a bundle of items.

"What...?" I started.

"Never you mind," said Lolita. "We want this to be a nice session for

you." Then she said: "Now up on the table with you...Legs in the

stirrups."

I climbed onto the table, and Angie helped guide my legs on to the

stirrups, then she used Velcro straps to immobilize them. She placed a

pillow under my head and took my wrists above my head, binding them

together and to the table.

"We don't want you falling off, do we?" She said, playfully.

Then Lolita produced a satin sleeping mask (blindfold) and firmly tied

it over my eyes. Lastly, I felt a set of headphones being placed over my

ears. They weren't the lightweight kind as ones that attach to a

Walkman, but of the older sort, which cover the ears completely. All

sound was blocked out, but I heard some nice easy new-age music that was

meant to relax me...

If it hadn't been for the sensations I was to feel, I may have fallen

asleep easily.

I waited a minute or so, then felt fingers gently rubbing my temples,

further relaxing me and I felt lips I recognized as Lolita's kiss me

deeply. The other end of my body received attention as well. Gloved

hands were gently stroking my inner thighs, and my now hard member was

being played with. I felt a tongue begin a tour of my scrotum, with

occasional breaths creating delicious chills on my groin. My loins began

to feel that initial urgency, then the playing stopped.

A warm K-Y coated finger touched my anus, and I bore down to allow

access. The finger slipped in easily, and it slowly stroked and twisted

simultaneously. It felt good, and I had hoped, at that point, for a

prostate massage, but that was not to be. The finger was retracted.

Next, I felt the oversize end of a well-lubricated double inflatable

nozzle invading my rectum. Once in place, the inner balloon was

inflated, then the outer one. Was I in for a high-volume enema? I was

soon to find out, as I felt a flow begin into my gut. The water must

have had an extra dose of Castile, as I felt a cramp almost immediately,

and signaled with a gasp and a groan. The flow was stopped and gentle

yet firm hands began a massage to my belly. I must have visibly shown

relief, because the flow was re-started, and my 'torture' continued.

Lips took my member and began servicing me in earnest, and I soon almost

forgot the mounting pressure within my gut, as I felt a mounting

pressure in my loins increasing proportionally. The next thing I knew, I

became aware of another body on the table with me, and I smelled a musky

woman-aroma. My suspicions were confirmed when I extended my tongue to

feel swollen labia poised above me. The attentions to my penis had been

suspended, and I surmised that the reason was to 'save me for later'. My

tongue busied itself on the flower with which I had been presented, and

soon the body above me was moving rhythmically, as in a trance. The

clitoris was well swollen, and I sensed a tension come and go as I

continued exercising my tongue. The body above me shifted and presented

a tasty anus for my tongue to delight on. I believe my services were

satisfactory there, as I once more felt a tension and a release.

The body above me was suddenly gone, and I felt another one climb the

table, presenting itself for my mouth to worship. As I busied myself on

that task, I was reminded of the enema that was still within me, and

another hard cramp hit me. I tensed up and gasped. I next felt the

pressure in my gut released, and I gather that the enema hose had been

allowed to drain into a bedpan or something. As I relaxed and once again

put my tongue to task, I felt myself begin to fill again, this time with

what I gathered was clear warm water. Next, and to my surprise, I sensed

a second body joining two of us on the table, as I felt my member being

guided to a warm wet vagina. I was able to thrust upward a bit, within

the confines of my bindings, but the vagina teased me incessantly, as

the woman over my face shifted for some anal licking. I was in heaven as

I luxuriated at the attentions of my two lovers. The new age music being

piped into my ears stopped, and after a few seconds a new tape was

started, this time with the first cut from 'Enigma'. As I filled with

warm water and kept my tongue busy, My member began experiencing a

rhythmic stroking, as four hands massaged my belly. The urgency within

my loins then got the best of me, and I became lost in a sea of animal

lust, and soon thereafter, I felt myself overcome by my own body, and I

released my juices into the hot vagina which poised atop my groin.

Sweaty bodies became still, and after a minute or so, they climbed off.

I felt the pressure being released from my colon, and I relaxed, in a

state of wonderful bliss...

The nozzle's balloons were deflated and the nozzle was removed. Then my

legs were released from the stirrups and were allowed to hang from the

table, as lastly, the headset and the blindfold were taken away, and my

wrists were freed.

Lolita and Angie stood, each on either side of me, helping me up.

"Well?" asked Lolita.

I took both the women in my arms. I could only say: "Wow!"

I still had a bit of water inside me, so I went to get rid of it. Then,

as Angie and Lolita dressed and picked up and cleaned the equipment, I

began getting dressed.

The three of us walked out of the exam room and into the kitchen, where

Beth was still sitting at the computer. The screen saver danced. Beth

stood up and said to me:

"I hope you're feeling better." I took her by the shoulders and looked

at her still-flushed face.

"Beth," I said, looking her in the eye, "The next time you try to fool

me, you need to first shave your crotch."

Beth got even redder and brought her hands to her mouth. But she didn't

shy away from me.

"I don't need to fool you anymore." She said quietly. Then she came

closer, and pressed her face against my chest. I took her in my arms and

stroked her head.

"Liz." said Beth.

"What...?" I said.

"Call me Liz. I've always hated Beth."