When she was clean, empty and feeling mighty good she returned to the table. James helped her on to it and this time put her in the knee chest position with her derriere sticking up and every thing she had bare to the world. James put straps across the backs of her calves and then more across her forearms while explaining that it was required now by their insurance, to insure that she did not fall off the table. He placed a pillow on her arms for her head and told her to get comfy. She heard him put on the gloves again and then felt his gentle touch as he “knocked” at her back door. He got in easily and added a second finger immediately. She started to pant as he massaged and lubricated her. He pulled out and slid in two more suppositories. This time he left his fingers in after the insertion of the second one. He did not move them much at first but after a few minutes he began to work them in deeper and firmly eased in a third finger. Marci was panting madly and almost over the top when he stopped and with drew them. Gasping she looked over her shoulder and snapped, “Shit!! You did that on purpose you butt hole!” “Don’t know what you are talking about Ms. Marci! Are you OK? Do you need something? I told you to let me know if there was anything you needed.” Marci could not see him but she heard the smile in his voice. “Oh never mind.” She said and chuckled. “Go on James but I can tell that you are getting more out of this than you did the last time and I want equal time.” “Yes Ma’am I understand. I will modify the treatment to make you more comfortable. OK? He eased something cool to her ass and with a gentle push it popped in. It felt real good and not at all painful. James patted her softly on the cheek of her ass and said, “Ready or not here it comes.” With a click the warm fluid rushed in, warming the nozzle and filling her rectum quickly. Marci wiggled her bottom and James asked if she needed anything. All she did was let out a soft moan in answer. James took that as a yes and reached under her and began to massage her lower tummy. As he rubbed he worked his way down her body and into the nether regions near the top of her dripping slit. Marci bit the pillow and groaned as he massaged the very top of her wet spot teasing her clit, manipulating it without ever quite touching it. When it started she bit down on the pillow and buried her face in it trying to stifle the screams of ecstasy as wave after wave washed over her. After a few moments, James moved his hand back up into less stimulating territory. By the time Marci wound down and caught her breath the enema was over and James was waiting for her to calm down enough to go to the potty. He unstrapped her and then carefully helped her from the table and to her throne. He removed the nozzle but this time made no move to leave. She looked up at him quizzically and he explained that she was too shaky for him to leave alone. She looked into his face and nodded. Sighing contentedly she reached out and pulled him in front of her, and too her, and lay her head against his stomach as she gave in and let the flood free. James stroked her hair softly and whispered things to her that were not words but were understood none the less. When she was done and nothing had come out for some time he stepped back and allowed her to lean forward as he cleaned her. When she was ready he helped her back onto the table this time on her back. Her legs and feet were placed in stirrups with restraints, in that oh so familiar position. For the first time Marci did not mind and found that when she relaxed it was not near as uncomfortable as she normally remembered it being. She put her hands above her head and when the gown bunched up, she took it off, and threw it into the corner. She closed her eyes and listened as James prepared another enema. When he came to her he chuckled and asked, “Was the gown bothering you Marci?” He didn’t wait for an answer and his fingers and then the suppositories went in. She just let out a soft moan and whispered to him how good it felt. The Nozzle was placed and the enema started. This time as she filled, James rubbed her tummy and then with out waiting for her to beg, lower. She melted into the enema as it took her away and filled her every crevasse. This time the waves tickled her into a gentle haze of satisfaction, never getting insistent yet not leaving her wanting either. When she heard the click, she opened her eyes and James smiled down at her. “Where ya been sleepy head?” He ask softly. “Was not sleeping!” she denied. “Just resting my eyes and enjoying the ride.” “That’s right just relax and let James take care of you. There is nothing you need to do but relax and let it flow. One more enema to go, and then I will do your treatment. We are almost done.” James spoke quietly. “Bummer!” Marci mumbled. “Things were just getting interesting.” James laughed as he freed Marci and carried her to her potty. He did not trust her legs so he carried her like a Baby. He carefully sat her down and allowed her to lean forward as he removed her nozzle. He sat it aside and held her as she sighed and let the enema flow from her. When she was cleaned and ready he carried her again to the table, and placed her on her back as before and restrained her legs. She was beginning to take an interest as he prepared her last enema. It was huge, she had never seen a bag so big. “James are you sure I can take that much?” Marci ask in a trembling voice. “You will have no problem with it Marci. You had no problem with it last time did you?” He stated. “When?” Marci was puzzled “This is the same bag I used in your last enema Marci. You just did not open your eyes and see. That is a good idea, close those eyes and let James take care of you. Have I let you down yet?” He definitely had not so she closed her eyes and just listened. Soon he was there and she relaxed as he massaged her ass with his hand and then put in her suppositories. He worked them deeper into her than she had ever imagined possible and she felt fullness unlike any before. When he put in the nozzle she sighed and when he opened the clamp she felt like she was being swept away. James started her massage and worked his way down and then ever so slowly into her. She felt full and wanted all he could give her. She moaned as he turned his hand over and the fingers of his right hand curled up to the roof of her throbbing pussy, and began a deep massage on the rough spot there. His left hand found and rubbed her swollen clit. When she started to cum it was like he was he was tossing her back and forth between her G spot and her clit. It was exquisite agony and it went on and on as the enema filled her and pushed her to ever higher points and James alternated her between deep vaginal orgasms and fireworks like clitoral ones. When she heard the click it meant nothing to her until some minutes later when she realized that James was stroking her face and wiping her face with a damp cloth. When she could speak she had only one word, “WOW!!!” James smiled, “You have done well and we are nearly done.” He lifted her from the table and carried her to the corner. He released her flood and held her tenderly while it ran from her. When shortly she was done, James cleaned her and after placing a towel between her cheeks carried her back to the table. He laid her on her stomach and adjusted the table so that her ass was high and her legs were spread wide. He put a pillow under her hips and another for her head. “OK Marci just relax and we will be done an a few minutes.” James voice seemed far away and wonderful. He opened her cheeks and slid several fingers into her and lubricated her real well. He then put in a speculum, and opened her gently and through this opening inserted a soft hose that he worked high into her colon. When it was in place he connected a syringe to it and injected the medicine into her. Marci’s only response was a sigh of absolute contentment. James removed everything from her weary ass and allowed Marci to rest while he cleaned every thing up and put everything in it’s place. By the time he was done Marci was more alert and taking an interest in what was going on. James looked at his watch and asked, “Are you ready to get off that table and let me help you dress?” Marci nodded and he helped her down and into the corner. Marci was a little wobbly and he let her sit on the now cleaned and empty potty-chair. She leaned forward and he let her lay her head against his stomach and rest. He was stroking her hair when he suddenly felt a draft and realized that she had unzipped him and was pulling him out. He stepped back and quickly repositioned himself and zipped his pants. “That is very sweet of you Marci but I can’t let you do that here. I could lose my job and license.” He blurted. “Your going to let me do it somewhere though aren’t you James? And when I do you are going to have a hose up you ass, you can bet on that!” Marci smiled in anticipation. This was the end of the second story that I wrote for Marci…