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Graduate School Games - Chapter 1

Book 5 - Part 4

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A knock at Tricia's front door awakened me some hours later; I stumbled bleary-eyed to check the spyhole just as Karen cut loose with a huge fart, sweet music to my ears because I knew her belly was already experiencing the turmoil of pregnancy, even at this early stage. Looking out, I discovered Rima standing there, dressed in a sexy knit purple top that sank to reveal intense cleavage and ended four inches above her navel, with chartreuse hip-hugger slacks that ended four inches below her navel, making the surgery stitch on the left side of her abdomen visible. Her face wore a fiendish grin, and she tapped her right foot impatiently until I opened the door and let her in. "I think the rest of the gang are still asleep, sweetie." I wrapped her in my arms for a loving hug, continuing, "Welcome back, Rima. We've really missed you, and we're all glad you're on the road to recovery."

"I've missed you folks, too. I hope I can play a bit today; I'm not one hundred percent sure I'm fully recovered from that stool softener they prescribed for me." She opened the big shoulder bag she carried to reveal a pile of Depends adult diapers stacked in the bottom, around makeup and other paraphernalia. "Word of warning: if anyonebody hears me fart, they'll probably have to help me clean myself up. Needless to say, my range of motion is somewhat restricted by the trauma to my colon." Wrapping her arms around me again, she said, "But I am really horny; since I can tell your dick is getting hard whenever I hug you, how about a nice fuck before breakfast?"

"I'd be happy to oblige." We found a spot under the sleeping bag, she straddled my lap, her cunt sliding in slick heat over my reawakened erection, and we began to make slow sweet love as we giggled at the silly postures of our sleeping companions. When we exploded in orgasm, Rima shrieked loud enough to wake everyone, causing Trish, Andy, and Karen to begin fondling her while we were still connected at the genitals.

"I see Paul has given you a proper welcome back," Karen observed. "Now I want to lick your butthole for you, hon." She drew Rima into her arms for a deep soul kiss, disengaging her from our coupled position as Trish came over to position me on all fours.

"The daddy-to-be gets to be the first person impregnified today," she announced, holding my asscheeks open for the inspection by the other women. "Just look at that ass; isn't it crying out for a big enema now?"

By this time, Karen and Rima were moving into a soixante-neuf position; just as the plump blonde had begun thrusting her tongue into the Eurasian beauty's anus, and the darker woman was about to return the favor by thrusting her pointed tongue into my pregnant lover's wide white ass, she erupted into a huge fart. "That's some welcome back," Rima quipped. "I think a big dildo nozzle and lots of water is the only way to relieve your expectant belly of all the gas you've got inside you. Trish, maybe we can tag team these young lovers; you do have more than one dildo nozzle, don't you?"

"Great idea; let's put `em in `little middle' corsets and give `em about six quarts of aphrodisiac-laced salt water each." She wet the middle finger of her right hand with saliva and wormed it slowly into my backside, announcing, "We're gonna fuck the two of you with big dildos, then make you both a little bit pregnant looking before we're through. And we're going to keep the dildos inside you until Andy has licked our assholes enough to make both of us come." I moaned in absolute lust at this comment, and I looked over to note that Karen was purring like a kitten as Rima fingerfucked her ass.

I spread my asscheeks apart, and begged, "Do me, Trish. Fuck my dirty male cunt and make me burstingly pregnant with your sweet hydraulic love." She responded by adding a finger, so that she had two fingers, lubricated only with her saliva, pumping in and out of my backside. Within a few minutes, I couldn't take any further stimulation, and I exploded my seed all over the pillow under my belly, groaning in ecstasy as I did so.

"Bad boy!" Trish exclaimed, wrenching her fingers out of my rear and slapping my fanny sharply. "I guess I'll just have to lube your dildo with soap, so you'll really be about to burst when I make you a little pregnant." Just then, Karen bucked and shivered in orgasm at the two barely-lubricated fingers Rima had thrust up her bung, causing Trish to remark, "Looks like soap is the lubricant of choice for Karen, too." She took Rima's hand and they adjourned to the bathroom to prepare our first humiliation of the day.

"You guys are in trouble," Andy said. "But I'm going to surprise them; I'm going to make myself a sandwich with lots of hot horseradish on it. When I begin licking their buttholes, they'll feel the horseradish." Snickering, she loped to the kitchen to make her sandwich, coming back to consume it while we were bent over on all fours waiting to be penetrated and tormented. As she ate the last bite of her sandwich, Andrea inquired, "Do you think they'll be surprised?"

"Yeah, but I don't doubt but what they'll rape your ass with a big nozzle and some obnoxious additive, too," Karen cautioned. "Maybe we should make a kitchen raid and hide the blackstrap molasses." She got up and began searching through the cabinets; finding what she sought, she ran buck-naked out to her car, secreting the evil stuff under the driver's seat, then streaked back into the house to resume her submissive position on all fours, just before Rima and Trish returned with bulging bags of water with hoses attached to dildo nozzles. These nozzles weren't the standard eight-inch, one and three-quarters inch diameter models but Rectum Wreckers like the one used on Laura in the video; they were eleven inches long and over two and a half inches in diameter.

"I guess we're really fucked now," I quipped to Karen, who only rolled her eyes, her asscheeks shaking like jello in her dread of being opened up by these giant nozzles.

"Damn right," Rima replied. "We're gonna fuck you two so good you'll probably pass out by the time we're done with your dirty minor cunts." She wore a latex exam glove on each hand, as did Tricia, and we watched in growing dread as they coated each hand with lather from a bucket of soapy water. "I'm amazed at how much suds two ounces of Castile soap makes in a gallon of water; no wonder it burns so bad when it's forced into somebody's bowels." She began a sensual massage of Karen's big behind, finally insinuating two fingers at once into her obscenely exposed sphincter, fucking her until the small entrance widened a bit, then pulled out and kept adding fingers until she was penetrating the blond woman's anus with four fingers. Tricia performed the same service at my rear, causing my dick to awaken into erection; our panting and gasping caused the dark-haired exotic creature to inquire, "Trish, do you think they're open enough for these dildos now?"

"For sure--let's fuck `em." Karen, Andy, and I watched them rise to secure the dildo nozzles to their crotches and thighs with secure harnesses, then they came around behind us, pulling the medical rack on which the two bags were suspended. "Now, Paula and Karen, you two sluts need to hold your bottoms open so we can have an easier time inserting our dicks into your nasty male cunts." I spread my cheeks as wide as I could, my head resting on a pillow, as I saw Karen perform the same obscene offering with her wide buttocks. I felt the tip of the dildo pushing inside me, opening me up further than I could have imagined, making the preejaculate weep from my stiff penis before I had an inch of the monster inside me. I began to feel full, my bowel burning from the soap on the dildo nozzle, my rectum stretched beyond anything I'd ever felt before. I felt the slap of Tricia's hands on my asscheeks, followed by her injunction, "Relax, so I can get this all the way inside you and give you the fucking you really deserve." Taking a deep breath, I grunted as she pushed the instrument further into the entrance to my bowels, feeling my dick swell with the perverse arousal as she buried it inside me to the point where I felt her crinkly pubic hairs against my ass cheeks. She began to stroke slowly in and out of me, causing my erection to throb and my anal tunnel to widen even further to accept the huge rubber phallus. Before she'd even made a dozen in-and-out strokes, I felt a warm flush of ejaculation, moaning with pleasure. "Oh, you came already, didn't you, slut?" she snarled. "Now you're really gonna get fucked." She began to slam the ersatz phallus in and out of me, making me sure she'd punch through my bowel and out my navel, bringing my prick back to erection as she yelled, "I'm gonna come now, and I won't stop until you're about three months pregnant." I felt the beginnings of a different kind of pressure in my middle, starting to feel a pleasant fullness as the steaming warm salt water began to squirt deep inside me.

I looked over at Karen, who was grunting with arousal and her own sense of fullness. Her abdomen had begun to swell outward, it delicious downward curve increasing as the infusion began to bloat her colon. I noted that my own belly was getting bigger, and I gasped in arousal at the huge nozzle sawing furiously in and out of my bootie hole. "It's so good," I moaned lustfully. "Don't ever stop fucking me with that fine rubber dick of yours, Trish. My cock is on fire, my asshole is tingling with the stimulation, and my belly feels a little pregnant. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful lesson in hydraulic sodomy." I wiggled my ass sensually as she kept pounding in and out of me with the Rectum Wrecker, noting that Karen was doing the same thing, her middle inflated with about five of the six quarts her bag contained. I belched at the fullness in my bowels, begging in a raspy voice, "Please don't pull out of me when you stop coming--I want to feel your big penis inside me for as long as it stays hard." A few moments later, I heard a set of clicks that signalled the emptying of both bags. I looked over at Karen to see that she was purring contentedly, big rump still swaying as Rima continued to slide her latex appendage in and out of her wide-open bunghole. As Tricia continued to pack my pooper with her dildo, I began to gasp and pant, finally yelling as I exploded in a fiery burst of ejaculate, slumping so that my ass was the only thing raised above the pillow over which I was bent.

"Andrea, be a dear and get us two pairs of those heavy latex spanking gloves. When you get back with them, you can eat out our assholes until we come," Tricia directed. Andy scampered away, returning in a few moments with the gloves, which Trish and Rima donned, beginning to paddle our fannies sensually as Andy started to lick their exposed tushes and alternate in her tongue-fucking of their anuses. Within minutes, both women were writhing with arousal, although Trish complained, "I don't know what you ate, Andrea, but my bung is on fire."

"Mine is kind of in pain, too," Rima seconded. "If there's something spicy on your tongue, it isn't a good idea in my present injured state." She writhed and moaned as she went over the edge into a shattering orgasm, joined a few seconds later by Trish. As a pair, they loosened their crotch harnesses, fastening them brutally tight around Karen's and my hips and thighs, then rushed at Andy, holding her down to begin paddling her rear as Rima ordered, "Fess up, you little minx. What did you eat while Trish and I were preparing that beautiful waterfuck for Karen and Paula? Was it hot mustard? Tabasco sauce? Horseradish? Come on--out with it. You'll only make your punishment worse if you delay in answering." She slapped the tiny redhead's ass furiously with the palm of her right hand.

By this time, Andy's ass was bright red from the spanking, and she giggled through her tears, "I ate a deli roast beef sandwich with jalapeño jack cheese and hot horseradish sauce." As they resumed their paddling of her sore ass, she added, "I only did it because I love you guys and want you to torment me. Oh Rima, I've been so depressed ever since those bikers seized you at the orgy, and I haven't been able to sleep at night from worry. Now that you're at least able to hang out with us, I want you to enact a punishment scenario on me, just so I know you still love me the way I love you." She wiggled her well-spanked tush, asking, "Would it be appropriate, Trish and Rima, for me to reveal the full details of what I'd like you to do to me?"

"By all means," Trish replied, wetting her right thumb to push it forcefully into the elfin redhead's sphincter.

"You betcha, honeybuns. I think hearing about it will be a major turnon for everyone." Rima threw her arms around Andrea's waist, hugging her hard and tweaking her nipples. "I love you, too, sugar. I'm sorry you were so down during my convalescence, and I'll willingly take you to the edge--anything you want done to you--if it will reassure you how deeply I care about you." She began to rub the smaller woman's clitoris while continuing her breast and nipple play with the other hand, while Trish continued to open the pixie's rear with the thumb and index finger of her right hand. The sight of this troilism caused Karen and me to look at each other lasciviously, and we rolled into each other's arms, our genitals fitting together liquidly as we watched the scenario unfold.

"Looks like our two mommies to be are getting aroused again," Andy noted. "How long are you going to keep those loads inside them?" She moaned in passion at the team assault on her erotic centers.

"Until they beg us for release," Trish replied, withdrawing her thumb and index finger to add the third finger. "Your asshole is opening up nicely, sugar. Would you like a dildo or a nozzle in there sometime soon?"

"Yeah, but only after I tell you my fantasy." She squirmed in arousal, her neck and breasts and belly a deep red with her sex flush.

"Well, don't keep us in suspense," Rima snarled, with a brutal edge to her voice. "If you make us have to drag your fantasy out of you, we'll only prolong your punishment."

"Sorry, but I do hope you'll prolong my punishment" she replied. "First, I want you to tie me up, on my back with my thighs tied against my chest, on a rubber sheet here in the living room. When you've got me in position, I want Rima to spank my ass brutally hard, a thousand licks on each cheek, with that leather paddle with the cutout holes on it." She shivered from the intensity of her fantasy. Continuing, she said, "Then I want you to seal a double inflatable nozzle in my rear, attached to a six-quart bag filled with 110o F water and four ounces of Castile soap; I will remain in my original position for this treatment. But before you tie me up, I want you to call Joey and any other guys you can raise from that poet's biker club to come over and watch my humiliation and torment." She shivered, her stomach and breasts heaving as she considered what she was asking. "After you've drained the soapy treatment into my unworthy bowels, I want you to close the clamp, detach the bag and rinse it out, then fill it with six quarts of 65o F clear water, reattach the hose, and begin draining it into me, while pummelling my middle with the special vibrator and its sandpaper attachment."

"Wow!" Karen remarked. "You really do want to be tormented to within an inch of your life, don't you?"

"Of course. I even have a special outfit I want you to put me in. It consists of a black PVC vinyl bra with nipple cutouts, black crotchless PVC vinyl panties, a black PVC vinyl open girdle--I purposely bought it three sizes too small--with six garters attached, and black PVC vinyl stockings. Once you get me in this outfit, I have a pair of screw-down nipple clamps I want attached to my nipples, and once you're done spanking me, I want you to put about thirty sewing pins into each cheek of my ass. That way, when I'm all topped off, I'll be in agony when our bros the biker poets begin to take turns fucking me." She shivered again, her nipples stiff points of arousal in anticipation of the extreme torture she envisioned in her fantasy. "Once our poet biker bros have all come in my pussy, which I don't anticipate taking more than an hour because my cunt will be so hot, wet, and tight from the compression in my bowels, I want you to spank my inflated belly with the same paddle as I walk slowly to the bathroom to release my gut-buster. One of you can pull the pins out of my rear while somebody else is paddling my tummy, and I want a third party to loosen the clamps on my nipples and run a vibrator across them while I'm on the toilet." As we rocked in each other's arms, nearing an explosive climax, we noted that Rima was hugging Andy hard while tweaking her nipples and reaching occasionally to her clitoris. "And when I'm all cleaned out inside, but still crampy from the soap . . . " she stopped, gasping as a huge wave of ecstasy shot through her petite body.

"And then?" Trish asked impatiently, sliding her thumb and two fingers out of the redhead's open bottom to add a third and continue her digital attack.

"And then, I want you to take the girdle off me, after my asshole is wiped clean and freshly lubed, hang me upside down from the shower curtain rod or a high towel bar--whatever will bear my weight, and give me a huge high colonic while the four of you lick every square inch of my body. So, Trish, we'll need the biggest bag you have, and the longest, thickest colon tube you have, with gallon jugs for plenty of extra water in reserve." She bucked in orgasm yet again, humping forcefully against Tricia's hand, which had all but its pinkie buried inside the slender elf's fundament. "And when I'm done with the colonic, I want you to attack me with the Magic Fingers attachments on at least two vibrators at once, ease the tube slowly out of my rear, and watch me explode in ecstasy when I release that gut-buster. After you folks help me take a shower, I want to be tied up on all fours, dressed in a little middle corset, my pale blue PVC vinyl nipple cutout bra, garter belt, and crotchless panties, with my PVC vinyl stockings of the same color attached, my bright red fuck-me pumps with six-inch stilleto heels, with my hands bound behind my back, so all our biker friends can each take a turn up my ass." She shivered in another orgasm as Rima held her tenderly, while Tricia fetched the cordless to begin calling the guest list. Her last fantasy put Karen and me over the edge, and we screamed in consummation as I shot a huge load of cum inside her hungry snatch, collapsing in her arms as we continued to hold our soothing saline loads against the Rectum Wrecker dildo nozzles still buried in our stretched-open assholes.

"Good thing I brought some fresh blank videotape," Rima observed. "We don't want to miss a minute of what's going to happen." She hugged Andy hard, purring love words into her ear. "Precious one, I can tell how deeply you love and trust not just me, but all of us, by uttering such an extreme fantasy in this crowd. We'll keep an eye out to make sure your fantasy doesn't become terminal, because it would be really sad if we lost your sunshine and didn't have you around to torment with our kinky sexual theatre."

"There's one thing I'd add," Tricia observed. "I think it would be a good idea if we put a triple-strength suppository and a Fleet enema up Andy's ass while we wait for the guys to arrive--we'll lock it in with a super-maxi tampon and pull it just as they start to show up. That way, her descending colon will be relatively clear of stool and we can prolong her fantasy just the way she wants. What do you think, Andrea?"

"Do me--I can't wait for you to put my bowels in a turmoil." As Trish pulled her fingers out of the diminutive redhead's ass, she held her cheeks wide open so Rima could begin her preliminary cleansing.

Rima came over to see how Karen and I were holding out. "Are you two about ready to release those loads?" she asked solicitously. "Surely you must be getting cramps just from holding a gallon and a half of fluid each." She knelt beside us, where we were still coupled, resting in our spent afterglow.

"Probably a good idea," Karen replied. "That way we can share a double-headed dildo between our butts when we're nice and clean inside." I eased my dwindling erection out of her pussy, taking a minute to squeeze her soft ass cheeks before she stood up and wrapped Rima in a tender hug. "Welcome back, beloved friend," she cooed, opening her mouth to meet the Eurasian beauty's in a deep soul kiss, squeezing her slender buns passionately. "I can't wait until you're all healed, hon," she whispered breathily, "so I can put your ass at the receiving end of a nozzle, dildo, or colon tube again. Even though the doctor has put you on stool softeners and bulk laxatives so you don't injure yourself trying to defecate before you're done healing, I'm sure that most of your colon will be impacted by the time your system has recovered fully." She kissed Rima again, and Rima's hands went to cup and squeeze her wide, soft white asscheeks, separating them so she could push the base of the dildo nozzle against the blonde's rear. "And when you do recover, I want to be the first to swell your middle to impossible proportions with a ringing high colonic; I'm gonna make you come so hard from my liquid therapy that you'll need an immediate nap before we can even continue filling your guts with our liquid love."

"How about you, Paul? Are you looking forward to invading my rear with toys and nozzles when I'm recovered? Do you want to stick your big hard cock up my ass again, or has Karen spoiled you for women built on less heroic proportions?"

"Oh, Rima, you know you'll always be a dear friend and a lifelong enema buddy. Of course I want to invade your ass as soon as you're ready for action again. In fact, when you're fully fit, I intend to pump about a gallon of water up your ass and plug it with my dick so you'll come twice as hard before I let you release the solution." As I said this, I was stroking my penis, which was becoming stiff as granite from all this salacious talk. I wrapped Rima and Karen in a group hug, my hands traveling to squeeze the cheeks of Rima's ass, as I remarked, "I can't wait to open this up again, and fill it so full you'll feel like you're gonna burst. Please get well soon." I ran the middle finger of my left hand lightly against her asshole, then lifted it to my nose and sniffed. "Damn, woman, you need to wash your ass and put on another Depends; your hole is pretty stinky."

"That's because Karen's hug and ass play made me fart. This is how it's been ever since the doctor put me on that stool softener; I don't dare fart because I know I'm shitting my pants in the process." Her face assumed a look of sadness, then she sniffed back a tear before resolving, "I'll be so damn glad when I'm back to normal and don't have to worry about embarassing accidents. I just know the other nurses are going to give me a ration of shit next week about my presumed klismaphiliac excess."

"No they won't," Karen corrected her. "Andy and I have already warned the other nurses in our classes and our internship that if they give you any shit about your need to wear Depends or take stool softeners, we'll force them to take four quarts of Barium or Castile soap solution through a double inflatable nozzle. Since none of them want to be preoccupied with crampy bowels while trying to perform their duties in the internship, or concentrate on lectures or tests in class, I think they'll be extremely careful about saying anything uncalled-for while you're in the process of healing. Especially since they all know we'll lube the inflatable nozzle tips and inner balloons not with K-Y but with Vicks." She hugged Rima hard, then suggested, "Let's get you into the bathroom and clean you up so we can all watch Trish get Andy prepared for her season of torture."

Once inside the powder room, Karen bent Rima over the toilet, rubbing some nonastringent medical soap on her fingers, then gently insinuated the middle finger of her left hand into the slender woman's rectum, fucking her gently for a few minutes. With a groan, Rima turned and plopped her rear on the toilet, an explosive fart erupting from her behind. "Thanks for the help, Karen. This way, I shit a little more than I might have, and it will be easier for you to clean me up after I'm done." She grunted softly as more runny stool slid out of her, finally beaming as she dabbed at her anus with bath tissue, stood up, and announced, "It's time for a good cleaning, I guess." Karen finished dabbing her bunghole dry with tissue, then ran a baby wipe carefully over her sphincter and buttocks, drying her again with tissue after she'd rubbed some aloe vera cream over the exotic brunette's vulnerable anal region. Since I'd carried Rima's bag into the john with me, Karen removed a Depends undergarment, positioned it between Rima's spread legs, snugged it up over her tush and crotch, and fastened it securely.

"You sure make a cute baby," I remarked, ducking just out of range before she had a chance to connect with a powerhouse right. "Sorry, sweetness. I just couldn't resist teasing you." As I came back into range, she connected with the flat of her hand against the right cheek of my butt, with enough force that the blow really smarted. "I deserved that," I said contritely, giggling afterwards because it make my dick all that much harder.

"I'm going to pull that dildo out of your ass," Rima announced, "and I expect you to hold your enema and keep your penis erect while I straddle your lap and take you into my voracious cunt." She looked into Karen's eyes, and found only approval. "And I don't want you releasing your purge until I give you permission."

I bent over in front of her, saying humbly, "I'll be most happy to retain the contents of my bowels until you can get your sweet pussy around my pecker and have decided you're good and ready to let me evacuate the hot load I'm holding." I heard a series of snapping sounds as she undid the straps, then began easing the fake phallus out of my rear.

"Hold your cheeks together as you move to the toilet; I don't want you making a mess in here," Rima ordered. Once I was seated, my belly cramping from the six quarts I'd been retaining for well over an hour, she straddled my lap and eased her slick vagina over my shaft, sinking all the way down on me. "This feels heavenly," she gasped, rising slowly to sink down quickly, repeating this action for a few dozen strokes before she purred, "you may release now." I relaxed my sphincter and let the water shoot explosively from my bung as she began to slide up and down on my prick with increasing speed and fury. It only took a few minutes for her to writhe and gasp in her first climax, and her suctioning vaginal muscles squeezed me tight, making my shaft swell even harder. "God I've missed this," she muttered, quickening her pace because she was about to hit a second come, and this time I was ready; I grabbed her hips and helped her speed her frantic pace of coupling, my lips traveling to lick and bite her nipples as she threw her head back in unabashed pleasure.

"Keep that up and I'm gonna cum, too," I panted. She just looked into my eyes and whispered, "Come with me, sweet boy/girl thing." Humping furiously up and down on me, she began a slow wail, her vaginal muscles snapping around my manhood to the point that I could hold back no longer. With a bellow, I felt the burning sweetness in my belly and in my groin, and I shot several long powerful bursts, filling her center with my semen to the point that it ran down over my thighs before she'd stopped bucking in a multiple orgasm that left her face, neck, breasts, and belly flushed, and left us both bathed in sweat.

"What a sexy show!" Karen observed, her right hand still busy in her crotch as she worked to another orgasm herself. Rima stood, my manhood plopping out of her steamy center, then directed me to stand, where she lovingly dried my anal region, cleansed me with a baby wipe, and patted powder in the crack of my ass.

"Your turn, Karen," Rima announced. Once my blonde goddess was bent over in front of her, she loosened the harness straps and began to ease the Rectum Wrecker from her behind, then directed, "Hold your cheeks together until you get to the toilet, and don't release until I give you the word. I'm gonna eat you until you come again." Once Karen was seated on the stool, Rima dropped to her knees, using the blonde's huge breasts as handholds, and buried her face in the zäftig woman's crotch, causing her to moan and writhe from her expert cunnilingus. After Karen had come three or four times, Rima looked up at her, and said breathily, "You may release now, sweetie-pie." A huge fart resounded in the bathroom, followed by the spattering explosion of my main squeeze's expulsion, Rima resuming her wicked tongue work at Karen's vagina. It was too hot for words, so I lay on the floor behind Rima and jacked my awakening dick against her quivering asscheeks, drenching her behind with my sperm as she ate Karen to three more orgasms. "That's so good, Paul--I'm glad you decided to jack off on my butt. Now I can fantasize about you coming inside my butt until my body can handle that again." She assisted Karen in wiping, and sent us both into the shower with hand smacks on our asses, just as Tricia brought Andy into the bathroom to prepare her for her prolonged humiliation.

"I guess we'll wait to get Andy ready until Karen and Paul can watch; I know they'd be disappointed to miss it," Trish remarked. She put Andrea on all fours near the toilet, adding, "But you can start the show by fingerfucking your own asshole, letting us know just how bad you want us to torment your slutty little carcass." We could hear this monologue as we scrubbed and rinsed each other in the shower, finally coming together in a sensual hug before shutting off the taps and stepping out to grab thick towels.

By this time, Andy was working three fingers into her loosened asshole, practically shouting in her excitement, "Gonna get my fanny fucked and my belly packed; gonna get my nipples pinched and my asscheeks spanked--coming--coming--CUMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!" in a scream that we were sure was overheard by everyone in the neighborhood. As we dried off, Tricia gently pulled Andrea's right hand away from her bottom, cleansing it with a baby wipe before snapping on a rubber glove to deliver some serious lubrication to the elfin redhead's opened sphincter.

"I can tell you need this series of deep humiliations your body is about to endure, Andy," Trish observed. "Despite the soapy enema and colonics yesterday, your fingers were still shitty when I pulled them out of your little poo-hole. I can't believe how full of shit you still are."

"I have been feeling a bit icky this morning, in a way not explainable by the aftermath of a massive dose of mushrooms. Maybe I'm getting my period."

"I'm going to take your temperature before I give you the Fleet enema and suppository treatment. If you're running over a degree of fever, it might be best to postpone the punishment scenario until a later date." Tricia put a protective sleeve on her rectal thermometer, rubbed K-Y onto it, and slid it up Andy's petite but curvaceous little moon. She patted the smaller woman's rear, occasionally giving it a sharp slap to remind her that she was still being punished for eating Rima's asshole with a spicy mouth.

"I hope I'm not running a fever; I'm so looking forward to some extreme punishment and humiliation. I crave being ravished by nozzles, lots of water, hands, confining lingerie, dildos, penises, nipple clamps, and everything else I can think of." She squirmed in her intense arousal, her asscheeks rotating lewdly in her bestial pose on the bathroom floor.

"Damn, Trish, it looks like she really has her heart set on that punishment scenario she outlined to us," Rima noted. "I have a feeling she really will get sick if we disappoint her." She got on all fours to Andrea's left, putting her right arm around the smaller woman's waist and caressing her belly as she squirmed in depraved sexual need, her hand traveling to cup Andy's vulva as Trish prepared to examine the thermometer.

"Good news--her temp is only 99.4o F. That means that your ass and belly and boobs and pussy are gonna meet their doom--starting right now." Pulling the cover off the thermometer, she laid it aside, donned an exam glove, and pushed a triple-strength suppository deep up Andy's open anus, wiggling her finger inside for a few moments to make sure that it wasn't going to pop out easily. She then took a Fleet enema out of its box, removed the protective cover, and inserted the tip into Andy's booty hole. "Here comes Mr. Fleet to stir up those troubled guts," she remarked in a gleeful voice, as she slowly squeezed the irritating fluid home. Holding the crumpled plastic bottle against her patient's rear, she nodded to Rima, who took a super-maxi tampon out of its wrapper and lubed the absorbent tip with K-Y, then traded it for the spent Fleet bottle that Trish handed her. "And here's some insurance that you won't shit until we give you permission." Tricia slid the device into Andrea's opened bottom hole, pushing on the applicator to deliver its absorbent plug, then removed the applicator and tossed it into the garbage. Wiping Andy's rear with another baby wipe, she ordered, "Stand up so we can get you properly dressed before the gang arrives."

Andy grunted to don the black PVC crotchless panties, then Rima assisted her with the bra; the fit of both garments hugged her like a second skin, and the petite redhead's nipples stuck out proudly from the cutouts in the bra cups. Trish and Rima both took a hand in pulling the excruciatingly tight PVC girdle up her thighs and snugging it up so the top ended about four inches above her navel, while the bottom ended just above her crotch. Settling her on the toilet seat, they pulled the PVC stockings up her legs, fastened the garters to the stocking tops, and adjusted the tit clamps painfully tight on her erect nipples. "Damn but you look good in that outfit," Trish whistled. "If the guys don't get here soon, I'm going to have to grow a dick and fuck you myself." Taking Rima by the hand, they went to Trish's bedroom for the rest of the paraphernalia with which to enact Andrea's kinky fantasy.

We followed them, taking the eighteen-inch long, two-inch thick double dong out of one of Tricia's dressers. Lubing both ends with cold cream, we sat facing each other on the floor. I laid back and pulled my legs against my chest, and Karen began easing one end of the dildo into my rear; once she'd buried it about six inches, she scooted her plump fanny towards mine, and I sat up while she held her legs against her shoulders. I eased the dildo's other end into her hungry bunghole, pushing until it was well inside her. She dropped her legs to rest them over mine, then we both sat up, our hands traveling to caress each other's genitals. Andy came over and squatted beside us, presenting us with a delectable view of her trim but rounded fanny. "Do you think any of our biker buddies will want to plumb all my holes when I'm displaying my public humiliation?" she inquired salaciously.

"Damn, girl friend," Karen replied. "You look so hot I'd like to shove a big dildo up your ass while you're still fighting the Fleet enema and suppository." She squeezed Andea's sweet nether cheeks as she said this.

"And I want to fuck your pussy while Karen's rooting around in your smelly little asshole," I observed.

"Great idea," Rima said, fetching a thrusting vibrator, lubing it with cold cream, and handing it to Karen. "Might as well stir up that stuff in her guts a little more so she'll have a better expulsion before we begin the punishment enemas."

Andrea straddled my crotch, taking care not to dislodge the double dildo lodged in Karen's and my bottoms, and lowered her cunt over my throbbing erection. Once I felt her crinkly pubic hairs against my crotch, she leaned forward, rubbing her erect nipples against my chest. I saw Karen pushing the head of the thrusting vibrator into her ass, pushing the tampon all the way inside her bowels, then heard Andrea's gasp of passion as the blonde woman turned the power on to high. "I'm getting the camcorder set up now," I heard Trish remark. "This has got to be the kinkiest three-way fuck I've seen here yet." Somehow we found our rhythm within just minutes, and I heard Andy grunt as the vibrator stirred up the contents of her troubled bowels. Meanwhile, Rima had come over to place a clitoral massager at Karen's crotch, and I felt my end of the dildo humping more furiously into my open behind as my blonde goddess's excitement grew. Andy grunted with her passion, screaming our names in a drawn-out orgasm before Karen had been nailing her ass with the thrusting vibrator for more than three minutes; we followed her almost simultaneously, Karen thrashing from Rima's action with the massager on her clit in such a way as to drive my end of the dildo even deeper up my ass, causing my penis to erupt and send scalding jets of semen deep into Andrea's womb. We slumped against each other, breathing hoarsely, until Rima and Trish helped Andy up, my dick and Karen's vibrator pulling out of her holes with popping noises, then helped her into the bathroom until it was time to release her suppository and abrasive purge and get cleaned up for her performance.

After wiping our bungs, and the double dong, with facial tissue, Karen and I dressed in short lounging robes that Trish had laid aside for us, went out to the living room, and were just in time to answer the door when the bell rang. Ten guys from the club showed up, including Joey, who was hobbling on his crutches. We let them in, and Karen informed them it would be a few minutes until Andrea was ready for her public humiliation. We called back to Rima and Trish, who said they were having Andy release her Fleet enema and suppository, and that they'd have her out in the living room as soon as her rear was wiped and relubed for her treatment. Joey loaded a bowl, took a big hit, and passed it to us, and we soon saw other bowls appearing, getting comfortably numb by the time Tricia and Rima led Andrea out on a leash attached to a black PVC collar around her neck.

"Okay, Slave Andy, tell the guys what you did to earn the humiliating punishment you're about to receive," Rima ordered, punctuating her command with a sharp slap to Andrea's buttocks with the aforementioned leather paddle.

"Knowing full well how sensitive Rima's colon and rectum are while she's convalescing, I deliberately ate a roast beef sandwich with pepper jack cheese and hot horseradish on it before I ate out her asshole." She hung her head in contrition as Rima and Trish placed her on her back on the rubber sheet, tied her hands at her waist, and pulled her legs back against her shoulders to tie them securely.

Then Trish and Rima took turns giving powerful swats to Andy's exposed bottom with the heavy leather cutout paddle, each one resting after one hundred strokes, until they'd delivered a thousand to each cheek. By this time, the petite elf's rear was purple with bruises, and she hiccupped and cried in spite of the fact that she'd requested this ordeal. Once they'd laid aside the paddle, they soaked her cheeks with rubbing alcohol, causing her to scream at the fiery treatment, and began pushing pins into her quivering asscheeks, until there were thirty on each side of her anal cleft. She looked, literally, like a human porcupine. Then they wheeled the IV stand out from the bathroom, a sudsy opentop six-quart bag with steam rising from it suspended on the crossbar, its hose connected to aforesaid double inflatable nozzle. On a shelf below the crossbar sat two one gallon pitchers of cold water.

"Andy's been feeling all icky and out of sorts," Rima explained, "so we decided the best thing to bring her back to health was a nice big hot soapy enema." She lubed the tip and innner balloon and eased them into Andy's open behind until they were properly seated, then pumped the inflator bulb so the inner balloon swelled to maximum size in her ass. "Now just relax and this shouldn't hurt a bit, Andy--at least no more than the average world war." She opened the clamp and watched the level of the bag drain slowly into Andy's upturned rear, occasionally reaching over to squeeze her belly to work the water deeper into her protesting innards. The elfin redhead's round behind, pierced with sixty needles, looked vulnerable in its exposed position. and we could see her tightly encased abdomen working as the stinging solution flowed into her. When the bag was one-third empty, Rima closed the clamp, and she and Trish extracted five of the needles from each side of Andy's ass, causing trickles of blood to flow down onto the black rubber sheet. "How are you doing, sweetheart?" Rima inquired.

"I'm a little crampy, but I want to tough this out. Can you untie my hands so I can touch myself? It'll help take my mind off the agony still to come." She gulped in her breath as a cramp shot through her.

"I've got a better idea," Rima replied, and Trish held up one of the big stroking vibrators she and Andy had introduced to us the night of the first produce party. When Rima opened the clamp again, Trish began running it against the swollen lips of Andy's vagina, occasionally flicking it against her engorged clitoris, to the point that the petite woman bucked and writhed with an uncountable series of orgasms as the next two quarts of soapy flusher thundered into her protesting colon. Again, there was a pause after quart four, when Rima eased five of the needles out of Andrea's left asscheek and Tricia took five out of the right one. Seconds after Rima reopened the clamp to let the last two quarts of hot `n soapy flow into the woman's expanding belly, Trish took one of the gallon pitchers and began to pour its contents slowly into the bag, not stopping until it was nearly full.

Once the bag was again at two-thirds full, with, presumably, all the hot soapy water drained into the redhead's constricted abdomen, Rima stopped the flow so she and Trish could remove more needles from Andy's tortured behind. At this point, Trish also topped off the bag one last time. I was standing with Karen in front of me, her soft ass pressed against my crotch through the robes we both wore, and my erection was raging at the sight of Andrea's torment. Karen, noticing my state of excitement, squirmed her buns lewdly against my crotch, while we both gasped in arousal. As I looked at the assembled crowd, I noted Joey watching us, seated on a recliner with his injured leg propped up on a kitchen chair; his face bore a dreamy smile, part lust, part appreciation, both of the spectacle of Andrea's torture and of Karen and my surreptitious foreplay. I shot him a thumbs up sign that everything was cool. Bringing my mouth to Karen's left ear, I whispered, "Joey looks like he's in hog heaven, doesn't he?"

"Yeah," she whispered. "Maybe we should invite him to have a three-way with us. Would that be cool with you?" She squirmed her sweet, soft fanny cheeks against my raging hardon as she asked this question.

"Oh yeah--he strikes me as a nice guy. But what about logistics? Isn't that bum leg going to be a problem for him?"

"I'm envisioning straddling him with my pussy while you take my ass from behind. Is that okay for you?"

"Oh yeah--I'll take your ass any way I can get it."

"I thought so," she giggled, rotating her rump lewdly against my aching dick.

By this point, Andrea was holding ten quarts of water inside her bursting belly; only five needles remained in each cheek of her ravaged rear. She began to gasp from the crampy fullness as much as from arousal when Tricia relented and slid the thrusting vibrator deep inside her sopping vagina, quickly triggering an explosive climax as Rima opened the clamp to let the last two quarts of chilly water flow into her protesting bowels. When the bag was empty, Rima closed the clamps on both bag hose and inflatable nozzle lead, detached the bag hose from the inflatable nozzle lead, and wheeled the stand out of the way. Kneeling to rub Andy's abdomen gently, she inquired, "How are you doing, little sugar?"

"My tummy feels like it will explode, my ass is on fire, but I'm sooo horny!!" She winced as Rima and Tricia pulled the last of the pins from her purple buttocks. They untied her hands, which immediately went to her swollen stomach to rub away the cramps that shot like jagged pieces of glass through her system; through her tears and panting, Andy begged, "I need some hard dicks in my cunt--NOW!!" She placed her right hand at her mound and began frigging her clit with an insane passion.

"You heard her, guys," Rima announced. "Come and get it while it's hot."

First off was Joey, who limped over on his crutches, sat down on the rubber sheet, and pulled down his jeans; two of his bros lifted Andy so that she was positioned sideways over his crotch, her hot box positioned over his dick, and let her slide down onto his hairy pogo stick. Since she had her hands free, she was able to push herself up and down on his dick, with his assistance, until they both yelled and bucked; we could see his sperm running out of her pussy and coating Joey's belly. His bros lifted her up and put her on her original position on her back, helped Joey get up, and he hobbled away, his pants still down around his ankles. He came over to join us, his eight-inch dick still slimy with their combined sex juices. "Damn--that girl is hot as a two-dollar pistol," he observed. "When she slid down on my peter for the first time, her juices actually burned; I don't think I've ever come so fast in my life." He grinned at us, taking his bowl out to load and light before passing it to us.

"You folks looked like you were having fun," Karen commented. "Paul and I were talking about us having a three-way before the day's festivities are over. Are you game?"

"Sure--but I'll need time to rest up; I swear little Andy drained all the come out of my balls." He gave Karen a brotherly kiss on the cheek. "I hear Paul here has gotten you knocked up. Is that what you want, Karen-poo?"

"Oh yeah--we're in love. And the hottest part is that Paul's going to endure some of the same body changes I'll endure throughout my pregnancy. He'll be getting some of the biggest enemas of his life as my belly swells near to term."

"Cool--you'll have to invite me over to watch when you're about seven months along." He choked on a greedy hit of pot, handed me the bowl, and admonished, "You'd better treat this lady good, or me and the rest of the bros will have to sit you down and explain the facts of life to you." He smiled as he said this, although there was a bit of an edge to his voice.

"Relax, Joey. I'm as deeply committed to Karen as she is to me. I really didn't think I'd find love when I moved down here a few months ago, but it seems that it has found me, and I don't want to do anything to lose that." I threw an arm companionably around his shoulder. "If you can bear to miss some of this gangbang action, why don't you grab a quick shower so you'll be ready to play with me and Karen before Andy gets to release this soapy gut-buster?"

"Good idea--as much as Andy juiced all over me, I must smell like a giant twat."

"That's the general idea," Karen intoned dryly.

By this time, Andrea was on her fourth dick, a twelve-inch long, three-inch thick redwood of an organ belonging to a club member named Moose, a six-feet-seven, two hundred-ninety pound teddy bear of a man whose size belied his gentle nature and intelligence. Moose lay on his back, with Andy impaled on his weapon, and every few strokes he spun her so that he could see her ass and back as he pulled her body up and down on him, then spun her back so that they were face to face. I could tell Andrea was getting off on this; once she cocked her head to look toward Karen and me, and I could see this beatific smile on her face, her whole body drenched in sweat. After ten minutes of this action, Moose gave a mighty bellow and his body stiffened; in a moment, we could see a copious load of gism oozing out of Andrea's stretched pussy lips. The giant man lifted her gently off his lap and laid her down on her back, rising to sit back down on the couch, the tip of his semi-erect penis still dripping. "Damn but she's a tight, hot fuck!" he exclaimed. "It was all I could do to last as long as I could."

By the time Joey had returned from his shower, Alfie, contender number nine with a seven-inch dick as thick as Moose's, was fucking Andrea in the missionary position. We could hear their combined grunts as he slammed his thick meat in and out of her tightly compressed vaginal walls. "Doesn't your stomach hurt?" he asked her superfluously. "The girdle you're wearing looks as if it's about to burst."

"My cramps are really intense, and I am feeling pretty full, but this is the fantasy I expressed after I burned Rima's asshole with my mouth earlier today. Actually, in spite of the cramps, I'm having a great time," she answered. "Your crotch and pubic hair against my sore ass are an added turnon." He began to manipulate her breasts as he pumped in and out of her, causing her to gasp, "Ooh--between your hands and the clamps, my tits are on fire. No--don't stop squeezing my boobies."

At this point, Joey was lying on the floor, his shattering erection pointing straight up. Karen slid out of her robe, thrust two fingers into her dripping vagina, then slid them into her hungry asshole. Facing Joey, she straddled him and lowered her slit over his love muscle, taking him in all the way on her first stroke, then spread the cheeks of her bounteous fanny so I could get behind her and spear her bowels. We began moving like a well-oiled machine, furious and frantic in our desire to get off before the next stage of Andrea's humiliation. Alas, Karen rewarded us by the tight heat of her two holes; we hadn't been coupled for five minutes when we both filled her body with our loads, slumping to hold one another affectionately as we heard Andy's screams and gasps, punctuated by the guttural grunts of the tenth man in the line. Once I'd pulled out of her ass, Karen levered herself up off Joey's crotch, then we helped him up, supporting him with an arm around either shoulder, and watched as Trish and Rima untied Andrea and helped her to her feet.

"How ya doing, honey?" Rima inquired. "Are you about a fucked-out mess or what? And are you ready to let go of that belly-buster yet?"

"God--I'm so turned on, still. And yes, I'm pretty nauseous from all that soap in my system." She belched painfully as Rima brought the paddle against her distended middle. "OOH--UGGHHH--ERRR--OWIE--my guts are on fire," she complained, then yelped as Trish loosened the clamp on her left nipple, pinching it with thumb and forefinger to restore circulation. Trish supported her in her arms as Rima began paddling her swollen tummy in earnest, loosening the clamp on the right nipple, which caused another yelp. Karen, Joey, and I followed them into the john, noticing that Andy was writhing in orgasm throughout her tormented slow march. The other bikers crowded around the doorway to watch Rima deflate the inflatable nozzle and ease it out of Andrea's rear, while Trish returned to the living room to retrieve the vibrator and grab a box of attachments from her bedroom.

An explosive fart echoed through the room, setting the air reeking. "Oh God--I think my belly's gonna explode," Andrea whimpered. Another fart resounded, then the sound of the soapy water and diluted feces rang in the air; alarming gurgles and rumbles emanated from the petite redhead's stretched belly. Trish began running the Magic Fingers attachment on the vibrator over Andrea's visibly swollen gut, the tight black PVC girdle drenched with the sweat that dripped off the elfin woman's chest and face. "I'm gonna need lots and lots of clear warm water forced inside my tummy when you guys hang me upside down for my colonic," she declared. "I think I've even got soapsuds in my stomach, and I still feel like I'm gonna puke." She retched, bringing a hand to her mouth in an effort to forestall vomiting, causing Rima to fetch a bucket and place it on her lap. "Thanks, hon." She buried her face in the bucket and retched continuously as more of the severe purge left her behind. Finally, she lifted her head, her eyes swollen and red with the tears of her suffering, her mouth covered with the evidence of her nausea. Trish ceased her vibrator attack on Andy's middle, took the bucket and set it aside, and returned with a box of baby wipes to clean the petite redhead's face and wipe the sweat off her neck and chest and upper abdomen. As her emptying slowed to a trickle, Andy begged, "Trish, I need to come some more so the convulsions will force the last of this purge out of my innards. Could you . . . " as Tricia removed the attachment from the vibrator and began to run it against her glistening vulva and clitoris. "CUMMINGG!" she screamed, bucking hard and breathing noisily as the last of the soapy water made its exit from her rear. She slumped wearily in Rima's arms before the Eurasian beauty and Tricia helped her up, scrubbed her behind with bath tissue, and wiped her clean with baby wipes.

They helped her in removing her PVC garments, seating her on another rubber sheet conveniently spread on the bathroom floor for this operation, first sensually easing the stockings down off her legs, which she took and folded after the other two women had them off her. Then she raised her arms so Rima and Trish could ease the bra off her; she folded this neatly as well. Then they stood her up and rolled the girdle down off her middle and over her hips, allowing her to step out of it once they had it past her knees. Finally, they eased the panties down her crotch and over her knees so she could step out of them. Then they presented her to the assembled crowd, her body showing patches of red from the compression and chafing of the PVC undergarments, her ass still a deep red from the paddling and puncturing it had endured, and her normally flat abdomen still bulging slightly from the gas induced by the soap in her enema and the traces of water she hadn't been able to expel. They assisted her into the shower to scrub her down and prepare her for the next round.