It started one night, when I came home from work. My wife met me at the door wearing some black lingerie with black net stockings garter belt and a really tight upper corset. I figured there was gonna be some really good fun in store but she led me into a room which we had put together a couple years before. It had an examination table with stirrups like you see in a doctors office. We had installed a little chain pulley above the examination table anchored to an eyelet in the ceiling so we could hoist things in the air.

She told me to strip down and get on the exam table. We designed the table and had it built and customized, so when you lie down on it and put your arms to the side of you they would be anchored with straps so you couldn’t move. Then there was a strap that went all the way over your chest so you couldn’t move that way either. It had a head rest so you could rest your head either flat or elevated. It was designed in such a way that you could take your legs and have them wrapped around together with straps that would snap to a chain. That would allow your legs to be raised straight up while lying flat on the table. She had me lie on the table while she adjusted the straps for my arms and secured the strap across my chest. I figured this was going to fun. Boy was I wrong! next she rolled out a 4 quart bag for enemas. She had a special nozzle that she could inflate and then once it’s inflated she could leave it in and disconnect it without it leaking. She had worked in the medical field for many years in different capacities and was quite knowledgeable on this type of medical stuff. She took some anal gel and stuffed some up my anus, put some on the tip of the nozzle with some silicone Astro glide and worked it up in there. Then she slowly pumped it up until it was extremely tight and uncomfortable. Next she opened the nozzle isolator and the water started to rush in. It came in pretty quickly surprising me and making me have cramps quickly. I told her “Honey could you slow down some I’m having severe cramping here.“ She then just laughed at me, and said “don’t be a wimp“ and squeezed the bag. After she finished getting it all in she took the squeeze bulbs off and closed the valve on the back of the Inflatable nozzle.

And then proceeded to start on the next phase. She walked over to the drawer and pulled out a long catheter. She said “ I have this especially for you,” she lubes it up a little bit and then started to insert it in my penis. I was already getting uncomfortable from having all the water in me and now she’s sticking a catheter up in me. It took her a few minutes but she finally got it worked in there while I was wriggling around. She then took her syringe and started injecting water up through it filling my bladder until I started screaming “No more!” Now with this accomplished she clamped off the catheter and she said, “ I’ll be back in a while“ and left. I am thinking well what’s coming next. She came back after maybe 15 minutes, and she got out ear plugs and she stuck earplugs in my ears, and then she covered my face with a mask. So now I couldn’t see and I really couldn’t hear very well, but I’m expecting something really good coming.

I was not expecting what came next. But I could hear additional voices in the room now and the first thing I knew was that someone was getting on top of me and sticking their pussy right on top of my face. I thought it was going to be my wife but it wasn’t. It was someone else, the reason I knew is it didn’t taste like my wife. I did the only thing I knew I should do and that was to start sucking and slurping and licking and at least try to make an effort to do whatever I could to help this woman out. She was a little large, had big creamy thighs and I could tell she liked to wriggle around while I was doing things to her. The next thing that happened I wasn’t expecting at all. She put the straps around both my legs and then cinched them up to the chain fall elevating my legs straight up at a 90° angle, so now my ass hole we totally exposed.

The next thing I know is I am being struck by a really nasty leather strap. And I could hear wap, wap, wap, and immediately experienced the pain that comes with that kind of stuff. Even though I had earplugs in I could hear my wife tell the person who is whacking me, “ You get 25 strokes of whatever you want to use on him, but the leather straps a good one to start with so keep going.“ So now with my intestines full of water, my bladder feeling like it was about to pop, the sexual excitement from eating a pussy and being struck repeatedly all caused me sensory overload. This is a hard thing to describe. You want the strapping to stop but eating the pussy is enjoyable and mentally stimulating, however the pain induced by cramps from the enema, and the fullness and pain coming from the bladder results in a full on mental shutdown. I could no longer concentrate. I couldn’t think for myself. I was now totally at the mercy of the whole situation. And it was only going to get worse.

I managed to finish the first woman off. I could tell because she started squirming so bad and squeezing my face and head with her thighs I thought I was going to suffocate. And even with my earplugs in I could hear her moaning and wailing like you could never believe. She shuttered with a huge orgasm, squirted in my face and then suddenly got off of me. I was relieved to finally be able to breathe and now the strapping stopped.