Dr Woods instructed Eleanor to kneel over a strange looking padded piece of furniture. It was made of heavy mahogany the same as his desk, chair and bookcases. The main section of the bench supported her chest and stomach. There were four smaller padded platforms at a lower level, each of which which supported her legs and arms.

When properly in position across the bench, Eleanor was supported on her hands and knees with her legs wide open, her naked bottom thrust in the air. She knew full well that he could see every bit of her; Her bottom, still red and throbbing from the earlier spanking, her pink glistening sex and not to mention her puckered little anus. It made her feel very exposed, embarrassed and extremely vulnerable.

Oblivious of her embarrassment, the doctor began to buckle the heavy leather straps, securing her tightly in position on the bench. One was secured across her lower back, the others fastening just beneath her knee and elbow joints, her face was pressed into a hole in the upper padded bench so that she was unable to see anything her was doing to her.

"Ok Miss Kelly, the first thing I'm going to do is take your temperature so do not move a muscle....."

The Doctor opened a jar of Vaseline and began working a large blob of it into her bottom hole, slowly circling and twisting his finger until her anus began to relax and allow him entry. He thrusted his finger into her tight little hole a few times before removing his hand and pushing the thick bulbous glass rod into her.

Eleanor gasped and whimpered at the sensations. Her bottom was now firmly gripping the cold rod and pulsating madly around it. The doctor left it there a few minutes, twisting and turning it occasionally before sliding it out of her.

"Hmmm well your temperature is normal but as expected , you definitely need several thorough cleansing enemas young lady."

After summoning the maid to bring cold water from the well and mixing it with warm water from the stove, Dr Woods set about preparing the enema. He grated a quantity of ivory soap and mixed it well into the warm water. Soon the doctor began to insert a long thick rubber tube into her bottom and the water began to slowly flow inside her.

Eleanor was further humiliated by the understanding that as well as the presence of the maid whilst this was going on, the door to the doctors office was constantly opening and closing as more water was fetched and prepared, enabling anyone passing by to see her exposed on the examination bench with the tube rudely protruding from her rear.

As the water continued to flow and fill her, Eleanor began to groan, the cramps in her lower stomach became unbearable and she pleaded with the doctor to stop and allow her to use the water closet.

"I'm fully aware that holding the enema is uncomfortable. Perhaps you could use the discomfort to you advantage and think about your behaviour whilst you endure those cramps dear. I think ten minutes will be sufficient for the enema to get to work"

After making her hold the enema for what seemed like an eternity, Eleanor was finally unbuckled from the bench and allowed to evacuate her bowels into a pail before the doctor gently cleaned her up with a warm cloth and she was once again positioned back on the bench with the leather straps immobilising her.

This time the doctor began turning a crank handle and the bench creaked as her position was altered. Her legs were not so fully open now but her bottom was forced into a much higher angle.

Eleanor helplessly strained to listen for clues as to what might be happening next but all attempts were futile. She was only aware of the sound of the maid coming in and out of the room with fresh water and the doctor moving around to gather equipment.

What would be happening next was anybody's guess but there was a strong herbal scent in the room now. She could smell familiar herbs, maybe lavender, mint or rosemary. Nervously she could only wait, with her bottom thrust high in the air to find out what the doctor had in store for her next.