After a sound spanking, Mr B told me to stand, but not to touch my butt, which was very red and very sore. It was so embarrassing and I stood covering my breasts. Watching as Mr B prepared a bag with an enema. With no warning he gruffly said, kneel on the edge of the bed Sara. Doing as told, kneeling and looking as Mr B was snapping gloves on , get your chest down and spread wide for me, as he came behind me. I felt his fingers near my ass and suddenly, whoompphh..his finger was shoved in, oweee….and felt a belt across my ass, ouchhhh..quiet now here comes your enema to clean you out. A very rigid nozzle entered me and the liquid flowed in. As more and more entered me cramping begin and my toes were curling. Mr. B said good girl look at those toes curling and uncurling. Before I even knew it, the pressure built and the nozzle was out. Mr. B set a timer for 5 minutes. OMG Mr. B I can’t hold this.

His demeanor was very gruff and no nonsense. He just rubbed my ass and in a calm rough voice commanded me. Yes, you can Sara I’m the boss now. I whimpered and after what seemed like an eternity, he told me to get up. As I did, I felt like I was going to burst. Mr. B. told me go relieve yourself and use the baby wipes to clean up when your done come out for the next part, as I was running to the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of him getting the restraints ready for the bed.