We snuggled on the sofa until about 2 o’clock at which point Shauna took me to the bathroom and seated me to see if I had anything easy to do before she started. She filled my 3 quart bag with a seriously soapy solution and then hung it on the towel rack and made me a pallet of towels.

“Go ahead and lay down. What ever you got I’ll just go in and flush it out.” Shauna told me. “Lay on your back. I like to see your face and play with your stuff while I am giving you enemas.” She grinned.

I did as she said and lay there waiting on her. She got out the gloves and lubricant and also a paddle and dildo of modest proportions. “What are those for?” I asked.

She laughed, “This is my version of the carrot and the stick. After each enema you will get one or the other. If you are good I will do a little fuckie suckie…If you are bad I will spankie.”

“What exactly will define whether I am good or bad?”

“Me! I will decide.” She put on a glove. “If you please me, mind and are entertaining you are good. If you whine, don’t take your enema like a big boy and don’t talk to me you are being bad.” She dipped her finger tips in the lubricant and asked me to lift my legs and spread them. She pressed into my ass and I moaned. “Tell me what it feels like to you, how it makes you feel and what you think about it.”

“OH God Shauna it feels so good. When your fingers touch that one place in there, it shoots like an electric jolt right into my cock! UGH!! Yes THAT’S the spot. I it makes me want it more and more as you do it until I am just craving it. I start to have these little…sparks of orgasms. They just keep happening. Oh YESSSS!! I always feel embarrassed about it. I don’t really like what it makes me think about myself but I can’t help wanting it because it just feels so good!”

“What are you talking about? How does it make you feel about yourself that you don’t like?” Her fingers were busy and cruelly driving me.

I was breathing hard and my hips had begun to jerk. “Ohhhh hell Shauna, I mean this isn’t exactly the manliest thing in the world! I’m laying here and you are basically…oh Gawd…basically fucking me in the ass with your fingers. You’re going to use that dildo on my ass if I’m GOOD…and I WANT it. You are going to stick that nozzle up my ass in a minute and pump me full as you take total control of me and if I don’t please you, you will spank me when you are done with the rest.”

“Make your point Danny.” She chided me.

“I like…hell, love the way it feels and it turns me on like nothing ever but it also makes me feel like I’m some sort of sissy fagot too!” I gasped and moaned as she worked her fingers faster and harder. “I LET you do it and I LIKE letting you do it but I also have the programming of my society that says this is wrong and men that let people do things like this to them are weaklings and bad!”

Shauna pulled her fingers out of my ass. She didn’t say anything until she had the nozzle in and seated and had opened the clamp. Then she said, “Your society is fucked up Danny. It is twisted all around the idea that anything that feels good is bad and should be avoided at all costs. The only reason sex is allowed is because in the past the Christian sects that forbade sex died out. There were a lot of them too. The shakers never allowed sex and the children were orphans. When the government began taking an interest in caring for orphans they died out. The surviving parts allow sex but then do everything in their power to make it as unpleasant as possible with endless rules and prohibitions against enjoying it too much. Getting it in the ass makes you feel queer because they confuse actions with preferences. Gay people like sex just as straight people do. What the do in the way of sexual favors is not what makes them Gay. They are Gay because they want to do those things more with people of their own sex than with the other gender. You like it in the ass because it feels good. You also like it that a pretty nice looking chick is doing it to you and you know that sooner or later you are going to get in HER pants. Would you like it as much if a man was doing it to you?”

“Hell no!”

“It would feel just as good Danny. It feels good to me when JR does it to me. The thought of you giving me my enemas this week has kept me hot all week long! I prefer men so it is better to have a man to do things with. Where I’m different from you is that even though I prefer men, I’m not dumb enough to ever turn down pleasure from anyone. You would be upset if one of us was male and he wanted to play with you too…Wouldn’t you?”

“Probably.” I mumbled.

“That’s because you have a bunch of fucked up stuff still floating around in your head. We Honey Boy are going to dig that shit out one way or another. You need to let go of a lot of your prejudices Danny. You don’t need them out here and they are holding you back.” She worked the nozzle slowly in and out of my ass. “Feels good doesn’t it?” I nodded. “That is ALL you should feel. The other stuff is wrong. The thought of you being a sissy is about as silly as it is possible for something to be. You are one of the most masculine men that I have ever met. You can allow these things BECAUSE of your masculine strength. A wimp couldn’t overcome his false inhibitions.”

“Not only do WE all consider you very manly, you are as close to our idea of the PERFICT man as we could get. Actually you are a lot better than we had planned on if you want to know the truth. Cindy set up the filters of our search and the questions to strictly filter for personality characteristics. We knew you wouldn’t be a tiny frail little man because we needed you to have at least some of the skills you have. That left a lot of territory and you can not imagine how amazed I was when I got the initial report on you and then even with that when I first saw you.”

“Why? I don’t get what you’re saying for sure.”

“You might have noticed that we are not tiny frail little women.” She chuckled. “You have to know that if we could have we would have wished for a tall, big good looking man but Cindy told us that we would be old before we found that along with the skills and the personality we were seeking. Danny you are beautiful. We had all planned on trying to ease you into this stuff. I was to spank you and if there was any hesitation on your part to accept the spanking to give you the enemas but that was about it. I just couldn’t resist! When they saw you all our plans of a slow seduction went out the window!”

“Could you slow it for a bit. That soap is making me cramp bad!”

She stopped the flow and massaged my tummy until the cramp passed. There was only a little left and it went in easily. “Now all you need to do is hold it for me and the worst will be over. The first soapy enema is always the very hardest to take.”

“I’m kinda excited about giving you yours. You will help me learn so that I can do it right and give good enemas won’t you?”

“I’m excited too Danny. I will tell you everything that you need to know to give great enemas and how to please a girl while you do it. We don’t have a prostate but we have something that is about the same thing. You can massage my G-spot and clit as you give the enema to me and if you do it just right the enema is almost like one long continuous orgasm. Also I will help you learn how to massage inside my ass to make it feel wonderful.”

After she had led me to the toilet and let me release she checked my work and decided another soapy would be needed. I was informed that like most men, I was always excessively full of shit. When we got back to my pallet I asked, “Well is it going to be the carrot or the stick Shauna?”

“I think I’m going to give you a little taste of both Danny. You will get a little of the stick for being silly about how my special love makes you feel. I figure a little of the stick should also make your silly Christian programming happy. Then you get the carrot. Roll over and get on your knees.”

I did and she made short work of my spanking. It was a veritable blitzkrieg of swats that left me howling and jumping around. As soon as she stopped she shoved a lubricated finger in my ass and made me roll onto my back. After preparing the way she passed the dildo into me and then with about the same enthusiasm and finesse of her spanking she attacked my cock with her mouth. The results were surprisingly similar as I was soon howling and jumping around again. Suddenly I bowed up got tense and blew my much needed relief into her hungry mouth. As is the method here, She continued for some little time after this with both the dildo and her oral demands making me almost weep as I begged for her to stop. I guess this is part of their fem-dom training of me. They stop spanking me when THEY decide it has been enough and they do exactly the same in this venue as well. As much as I wail and beg, the fact is it is the best sex that I have ever had.

I was brain froze until about halfway through the second enema. When she saw me coming back to life she asked, “Do you like to play make-believe Danny?”

I grinned, “According to my Mom and Dad that is all I have ever done. To them I am a mindless dreamer that won’t wake up and see the real world as they see it. I didn’t get my paper education and dive headfirst into the rat race so I was a failure to their ideas. I always sort of imagined myself rather as a simple man without the need for all of their doodads and stuff and always did what pleased me without worrying much about the future. In some ways now I see that they were right.”

“That isn’t exactly what I was talking about but anyway; in what way were they right?”

“I got married to a girl that I only imagined wanted the same things from life that I did. I have had a lot of time since to look and I was always deluding myself. She never wanted a simple life she liked me and thought she could change me and when it didn’t work she traded up to my boss. God love him she will drive him into an early grave because he is a little ambitious. The problem is that he lacks the smarts and makes up for it by working twice as hard. She will drive him like a racing greyhound and dump him as soon as she moves up into a better circle.”

Shauna smiled, “Here your dreams will be plenty Danny. The simple life is all we can offer you. You fit here in part because you are a lot like us in your way of thinking. This is no place for someone in a hurry. When winter comes there will be day and days on end when we don’t see the sun or step outside. We will withdraw up onto this second story and even move from the den into one of the rooms. It is a good time for loving, reading and playing make-believe.”

“What sort of make-believe?”

“All kinds Danny. Now that we have you it will be even better. How would you like to be a sheik with a harem? Maybe we will pretend that you are a John visiting a whore house looking for a lady for the evening. Hide and seek in the lodge with your ass the prize for your captor. Sam will make you her baby. You might as well get used to that idea. She will make you wear and USE diapers. You might not be allowed to speak because you are a little baby. JR likes to play a family game and it will be a lot better with you for a Daddy. Cindy will dress you up like a girl and then have lesbian sex with you.”

“What is your game Shauna? What will you want to play at?”

She laughed and grinned, “I always liked to play Doctor Danny. When I was little I made all of my cousins take enemas from me and I was always checking their temperatures…rectally.”

“Well then this must be pretty near your perfect dream come true.”

“Oh Danny you have no idea!!” I love doing this and the thought of you doing it to me makes me just cream. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven that first night in the Inn!”

“I felt pretty much the same way actually.” I had a thought, “I have a question. What is it with Cindy and spankings? I couldn’t believe how excited she was the other day.”

“Honey, it wasn’t the spanking that was driving her wild it was spanking a MAN that was working her up. When she was a kid her Mom always turned her over to her Dad for spankings. He evidently didn’t mind it a bit and would make her strip for every spanking. He evidently would then proceed to just tear her ass up to the point that she would stand and sleep on her stomach for two or three days. She got this all the way through until she moved out permanently when she was in her 20s. I think she sort of liked it but also always wanted to turn the tables. You are the first man that she has been able to play that fantasy out with. Usually in the winter at some point JR would be her make-believe man. Now we have you…lucky us!”