After Paula had relieved herself she entered Elaine's

bedroom to find her sister who was attired in a matching

pink bra and panty set lying on the bed. Paula replied, "I

believe you have something coming."

"I guess I do." Answered the reclining Elaine.

"Then you're serious about this thing," responded Paula.

"Yes. I don't know why but I am."

"All right! But if we're going to do this thing, let's get

one thing straight. I'm in complete charge. That means I

choose the position, solution, and you've got to take it

all. Agreed?"

"Wait a second. I don't want you to use a douche nozzle."

"All right then I'll use a rectal one," replied Paula

trying to harbor her excitement.

After a brief pause, Elaine nodded her head affirmatively

and replied "Agreed." She was becoming apprehensive but

she knew she had to go through with it.

"All right then we'll do it in here."

"Why can't we do it in the bathroom? Elaine asked becoming

increasing anxious.

"Because I said so!" Paula answered authoritatively. Then

she added "If you're going to question every move we can

forget it. But I thought since you haven't had one for a

long time you would be more relaxed stretched out on the

bed. Don't worry I'll put a towel down."

"I'm sorry Paula. I hadn't thought of that."

"You'll be a lot sorrier if keep asking questions! Paula

replied in a stern tone. Then she dictatorially directed,

"Go get the coat rack and put it there at the head of the

bed while I mix your enema."

Elaine did as she was instructed. She didn't know why or

what she was getting herself into but she had to have it.

Paula took Elaine's two-quart red combination syringe out

of the bathroom closet and exchanged the douche nozzle

with a white rectal one. She tested the temperature of the

tap water by running it on the back of her wrist. When she

had the water adjusted to the right temperature she filled

the bag to its maximum capacity. Then she added two teaspoons

of salt to the solution, screwed the white stopper on the

end of the tubing into the bag, and shook the red rubber

instrument several times to dissolve the salt. Next, she

unclasped the clamp on the tubing and ran a little of the

mixture out of the nozzle. She returned to Elaine's

bedroom with the combination bag and the uncapped jar of

Vaseline. She hung the enema apparatus on the coat rack

that her sister had positioned at the head of the bed and

placed the jar of petroleum jelly on the nightstand, then

she returned to the bathroom. Elaine apprehensively

watched the preparations but it was when her sister

returned from the bathroom that really frightened her

psychic for along with a towel she was carrying the

instrument of her childhood chastisements, a wooden backed

hairbrush. Paula merely smiled at Elaine's troubled

expression and replied, "Just in case you need some

encouragement."

"Wait a second that's not part of the deal!" Elaine

replied nervously as she stood up from the bed.

"You didn't hesitate to smack my ass!"

"Well, you're still not going to need it."

"Are you going to take your pants off or are you going to

take this enema orally.

Elaine answered, "I guess it's time to grin and bear it!"

Then she turned her back to Paula and slid down her pink

bikini panties revealing her petite but well-rounded

bottom.

"And bare is spelled b-a-r-e!" Paula responded with a giggle

as she sat down on the bed and draped the towel over her

lap.

When Elaine turn and saw her sister sitting on the bed,

her smiling facial expression turned to one of alarm. Then

she asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

"Getting ready to give you an enema!" Paula replied as if

it was something she did every day.

"I thought I was going to stretch out over the bed?"

Elaine asked nervously.

"Well you are in a way but you're going to stretch over my

lap."

"No, Paula!" Elaine responded.

"Now you listen here! You agreed I could pick the position

and I want you over my knees!" Paula replied firmly. Then

she added with a smile "I can get at you better that way,

my Dear!"

"All right you win." Answered Elaine as she awkwardly

started to bend herself forward over her older sister's

lap.

"No! Elaine the other side!, I'm right-handed!" Paula

exclaimed with a snicker.

Elaine, wondering what she was getting herself into,

meandered over to the other side of her smiling sister and

reluctantly drape over her sister lap assuming a position

which, of course, is more associated with spanking than

enemas. Which was exactly why Paula had selected it for

she knew from past experiences that Elaine would not be

able to take her "clean out" without a little chastising

inspiration.

When Elaine was in the traditional over-the-knee position,

Paula put a gob of Vaseline and her right forefinger.

After a few minor adjustments, Paula widened the sparsely

haired gully that intersected her sister's silky hind

cheeks with her left hand. When the wrinkled anal inlet

was in view Paula meticulously applied petroleum jelly to

it. Then she methodically started working her right finger

into Elaine's lubricated rectum and replied "What's good

for the goose is good for the gander." Elaine just moaned

as she felt her sister's finger slide slowly into her most

intimate opening. After a few more seconds of stimulating

Elaine's rectal passageway Paula withdrew her finger and

replaced it with the rectal nozzle. Then as she released

the metal clamp starting the flow she replied "What you

need, my Dear, is a damn good flushing and I'm going to

see you get one, too!"

"Ah!" gasped Elaine as the first gush of warm enema fluid

entered her rectal track.

"Just take quick breaths and relax," consulted Paula as

she held the nozzle firmly against Elaine's rear ravine.

"Remember it's been a long since I've had one." Elaine

replied as she exhaled.

"You should do as I do. I take two or three a month."

Responded Paula as she continued to balance her younger

sister on her lap.

"Really?" Elaine questioned from her upside-down position.

"Yes, I do! They make me feel so relaxed and well...so

clean."

After a few more second Elaine inquired breathlessly, "How

much more? I'm beginning to feel full!"

"You've taken about half so just relax and don't fight it.

It will be all over soon."

Then after a few seconds, Elaine began to protest furiously

"Please stop it, Paula! It hurts! I can't take it anymore!"

Paula closed the clamp on the tubing and replied, "There

I've stopped it just let me rub your stomach."

"Ohhh! That's better."

After a few moments, Paula questioned, "Are you ready to

start again?"

"Paula I don't think I can take anymore!"

"Now I wasn't going to tell you this but I only put a

quart and a half in that bag so that means you've only

taken about a quart. I was taking that much when I was twelve

and without a fuss, I might add!" Paula held the tube

against her sister's rear entrance with her left hand as

she picked up the hairbrush with her right and began

caressing her sister's right half-sphere with it.

"Please, Paula! It's just been so long since I've had one.

I positively can't take anymore!" Elaine pleaded

distressingly.

"Then I wouldn't plan on sitting down for a while!" Paula

cautioned in a severe tone as she rubbed the hairbrush

against her sister's nether globes to emphasize her

verbalization.

"Damn it! Paula let me up!"

Paula raised the hairbrush and brought if down soundly on

Elaine's right cheek and before Elaine could reach back

to cover her blazing right half-globe Paula cracked it two

more times. Instantly a scarlet imprint appeared on

Elaine's right stinging orb. When Elaine reached back to

shield her injured cheek Paula firmly lambasted the

defenseless left one. Then as Elaine's hand moved to

protect her stinging left dorsal mound Paula ascended two

hard swats on her right. Elaine howled as Paula continued

the assault on Elaine's sensitive and unprotected buns.

The spanked women struggled assiduously but unsuccessfully

to defend her wounded seat from her sister's attack.

Elaine started to slip off Paula's lap but swiftly wrapped

her left arm around her sister's waist and proceeded with

her onslaught.

"All right! All right! I'll take the rest of it just stop

spanking my poor behind!" Elaine wailed.

Paula stopped and put down the hairbrush then she released

the clamp causing the flow to start again. When she had

straightened the tube she picked up the hairbrush again

knowing that her baby sister couldn't get through the rest

of her enema without a little negative reinforcement. Not

soon after she started the flow her hypothesis was proven

correct as Elaine began to protest violently. "Please stop

it! It hurts! I just can't take anymore!"

This time Paula didn't stop the flow. She merely wrapped

her left arm around Elaine's waist and reintroduced her

sister's bare fanny to the sting of the hairbrush. She

smacked the right half-sphere first and when Elaine

shielded it with her hand, Paula moved on to the left one.

Then when Elaine covered the left globe, Paula moved back

to the right one. Elaine opened her lungs to their fullest

as red blotches colored her burning bottom. Elaine became

increasingly desperate as the pain in her backside and the

fullness in her bowels intensified, but she could escape

from Paula's tenacious grip. She struggled frantically

trying to elude the biting hairbrush. Eventually, she

succeeded in dislodging the nozzle from her sphincter rim

and when she did the tube bucked like an unmanned fire

hose copiously shooting water, first on Elaine's

buttocks, then on Paula's lap, and lastly on the floor.

This only aggravated Paula further and Elaine instantly

felt both an increased velocity and intensity in her

sister's smacks. "Now you're really going to get it!"

Paula shouted as she accelerated the bombardment on her

sister's vulnerable derriere. Then the inevitable happened

a gush of liquid erupted from Elaine's rectal crater like

a volcano. "You disgusting cunt!" screamed Paula as she

proceeded with her blitz of blows to her Elaine's inflamed

backside. Fluid squirted from Elaine's oscillating anus as

the unrelenting Paula continued to strike the uncovered

cheeks with a vengeance. When the breathless Paula finally

rolled Elaine off her lap and onto the flood, Elaine's

once creamy posterior was an animated acrylic of a well

spanked hind end and her face a viable portrait of a

thoroughly punished schoolgirl. For a few moments, she just

withered and twisted on the floor like a cutworm kneading

her wet sore bottom then she rushed to the bathroom to

expel the remainder of her bursting bowels.