Anonymous


Views: 4486 Created: 2007.09.08 Updated: 2007.09.08

The Shopkeeper

The Shopkeeper

It was approaching closing time when she came into his small computer store. He sold quality high end priced units and based on how she was dressed, he quickly dismissed her as a potential customer. Her light beige jeans were tight fitting and didn't cover her hip bones which were exposed along with her waist and bellybutton by the form clinging tube top that ended just below her small but attractive pear shaped breasts. She had no make up on and though he thought her to be a little mousy she was very cute and projected a innocent image. She didn't look very old. He treated her with respect and inquired into her computer needs. Maybe she had a rich parent that would buy a computer for her. It was evident that she was computer literate and immediately sought out the most expensive unit in the store. He demonstrated it for her and she smiled and said it was just what she wanted. Her child like face beamed with desire and her mouth fell open in disappointment when he told her the price. He felt sorry for her but couldn't help but stare at her pouting full lips and sensuous mouth and perfect white teeth. In fact he also couldn't help staring at her childlike semi exposed body. A warm glow was already pulsing in his groin. Her next statement shocked him back to reality.

"I work full time in the mortgage department of a big bank and make very good money. However I spend it faster than I make it. My credit cards are at their limit and I just bought a new car. The car payments are taking up all my spare money. Both of my parents have passed away and I just broke up with my boyfriend. Do you think that we could work out some kind of long term arrangement for the computer. I really want it now and would be willing to do almost anything to get it."

She put on a shy smile and lowered her eyes to the floor. There was no doubt of what she was hinting at.

His mind was now running at a speed none of his computers could. This could be the opportunity of a life time to live out his fantasies. His thoughts lingered on the words "long term". To protect himself, he had her fill out a credit application. Her name was Allison and indeed she was over eighteen, earned a good living and spoke the truth. It was now or never to find out how far she was willing to go to get the computer.

He took her small hand in his and they sat down across from each other. He said, "I understand what you are proposing to me would be the exchange of sexual favors for the computer and I'd be a fool to pass up on your offer. Long term to me means at least a two year relationship that would include the gratification of our fantasies, both yours and mine."

It was at this point he held his breath and awaited her reply. Allison smiled at his slow gentle approach and polite questions. She smiled even more now knowing that he not only would be kind to her but she would have her way, that computer would be hers. In his thoughts he knew that during his acting out of his fantasies she would not be smiling all the time. He also knew that the computer would need to upgraded and eventually replaced in the foreseeable future which could extend the relationship. They shook hands and sealed the agreement.

Allison could take the computer tomorrow and they would start their relationship tonight. He said, "First I'll take you out to dinner, dancing and a few drinks and then we will spend the night in my house. It's all set up to give us pleasure".

They stood up and both approached each other to also seal the deal with a kiss. As their lips met he reached around her and down and stroked both her cheeks. To his surprise she let out a sigh and rubbed her immature body hard against his. She returned the favor and caressed his bottom taking hold of each cheek and separating them so he could feel cool air touch his sensitive anal opening. This would be a evening to remember.

They had a quiet, enjoyable evening out. The restaurant was pleasant, the food light and tasty, the dancing slow, the drinking blood warming and not to extreme. They both were in the mood to explore each others desires. On their way home Allison sat next to him, with her arms around him. They didn't talk, both were anxious with anticipation. He showed her his home. It met with her approval. The bedroom was neat and not to masculine. All was in preparation. Then he led her into the attached bathroom. It was more than just a bathroom. It was really large with a Jacuzzi sized tub. Hanging from a hook on the wall by the tub was a large red open top enema bag. The long hose was looped into the top hiding the nozzle from her apprehensive glances. Allison exhaled a whispered, wow...... This was really something she didn't expect but at once her excitement increased and she began the breath faster with each thought. The possibilities were endless. In her heart she really wanted to do something wild, something daring, bold and different. Up till now her decision to trade sex for a computer was the first bold act of her young and lonely life.

Allison's experiences with enemas was limited to a few episodes with her mom and dad and one with her lesbian aunt. Each time the enemas were forced on her against her will. They were large, soapy and hot. She was forced to receive the whole enema bag in one sitting. Her protest and pleas for relief fell on deaf ears. The sessions were so similar she thought that her parents and aunt had played enemas together (and she was right). She believed that all enemas were given in this fashion. That the receiver was bent to the will of the giver without a choice of what was happening. The way it was done brought on feelings of helplessness and forced submission.

His gentle hands on her shoulders returned her thoughts to the present. She now knew what the price of the computer would contain. She would be dominated, not with cruelty but with gentle consideration. What ever else he had in store for her was pure conjecture. Tonight she was going to be given an enema. Maybe several and maybe she would give him enemas in return. Tonight was going to be dedicated to pure pleasure by enema.

His hands gently pulled back Allison's sweater back off hers arms. He then grasped the edges of her blouse and lifted it over her head exposing her silky thin bra. Her breast were too small to require support of the bra. He lifted it up in the front over her small twin breasts. Her nipples were almost large as her breasts. He gently cupped them and ran his thumbs over those succulent nipples. He lowered his head and covered her whole breast with his lips. Even the hollow between her breasts smelled of innocence. Holding her close to him he reached behind and unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall down her legs to the floor. Hooking his fingers in the tops of her panties he then slid both hands inside and down her over buttocks to cup her cheeks. Even though she had small breasts, her ass was perfectly endowed. An artist couldn't have created a bottom on canvas are beautiful as her ass was. Each cheek fit comfortably in his palms. He tightened his grip and separated her cheeks. His action brought an audible gasp from her. She couldn't control her actions. Allison ran her hands over his crotch caressing his penis through his pants. Feeling his hardness she started to undress him.

Soon he stood totally naked in front of her. He reached out and removed her bra. Taking her hand, he led her to a plain chair and quietly but with conviction told her to lay belly down over his lap. He adjusted her on his lap and rubbed her back for a few minutes with his warm hands. She relaxed and all tension was released as she was made to feel comfortable and safe. He reached over to the nearby sink a turned on the hot water. He then slowly lowered her panties. First to just below her cheeks to expose the tee creases they made with her legs and then all the way off.. He bent over for a close up look. Her bottom was hairless and her pussy was covered with light blonde peach fuzz that kind of glowed as the light reflect up from her smooth skin. By now there was no way she could not ignore his raging hardness that push into her soft belly. He knew that she was helpless and at his mercy. He picked up a soft wash cloth and after wetting it in the warm water, he soaped it up. Gently separating her legs apart and then her cheeks, he gazed at her small anal opening. It hardly had any crease lines in it. With care he washed her ass opening and cheeks. After rinsing her ass he re wet the washcloth and held it up on her pussy covering the small triangle of soft fur. He knew that the warmth would arouse a desire for her need to pee. She laid quietly on his lap and held it in till he asked her if she had to go. She got up and walked over to the toilet. She was embarrassed when he made no effort to leave. Allison wanted him to give her privacy to pee alone when she remembered that they were both naked. It was visually evident that he was in a high state of arousal.

He actually paid very little attention to her voiding. He wanted her off his lap for two reasons. One, with an empty bladder he could give her a larger enema. Two, he needed a break in order to get ready for taking her temperature rectally and to fill up her enema. And fill it up he did. The three quart open top red enema bag was half full when he removed form the still flowing hot water. He poured in a generous amount of liquid Ivory soap and renewed his filling up to the very top and soapy water spilled over its edges and splashed on the tile floor. He looked at the enema water floating in the bloated opening to make sure it was milky white with soap. Steam came from the opening and from the water that ran down the sides of the bulging bag. He had taken special care that her now wide open eyes did not see the nozzle that was still coiled inside the enema bag. He wanted her to feel it before seeing it. The hook was set far enough away from the wall that the bulging bag did not loose any of its contents when he hung it up.

He removed a larger than normal rectal thermometer from a drawer by the sink. It was still in its blue container. He then took a large jar of Vaseline and placed both it and the rectal thermometer on a counter. He glanced over at Allison as she was wiping her pussy lips. He motioned her to return. He sat down and asked her to take her place on his lap.

Allison had watched with trepidation at his preparations. Her eyes glanced from the steaming and bulging enema bag to the Vaseline and blue thermometer case on the counter. She actually shivered with excitement at what was about to happen to her. She even had a fleeting second thought at what she had got herself into. That quickly disappeared as anticipation of sexual gratification overcame the memories of her past experiences. She resigned herself to the fact that she was going to willingly submit herself to his fantasy and be given a big enema.

In order to further relax her, he began to message her on his lap. Lightly rubbing her all over at first and then he concentrated on her more sensitive parts. He found that she was especially reactive to her nipples, pussy lips, her thighs just below her pubic region, but most of all her ass. Allison loved any kind of contact that involved her buttocks and anal region. She fluttered when he ran his fingers lightly up and down her ass crack. She would actually raise up on her thighs whenever he touch her anus. Lingering contact would bring forth low moans of pleasure.

Now that he was sure she was relaxed enough for penetration he reached over to the counter for the Vaseline. Allison knowing that he had ceased to message her, raised her head slightly and said,

"Please go slow, do whatever you want to me but don't rush me."

He replied, "You are already something special in my life and I won't be cruel but if this only happens this one time I expect you to accept my fantasy 100%".

Allison replied "I will but please if your going to spank me don't hurt me...... very much, please."

She lowered he head and resigned herself to her fate. He thought, that's a different tack that I'll have to explore in the future.

The next sound Allison heard was the distinctive snap as he removed the pop off cap of the Vaseline jar. He spread her cheeks apart with one hand to expose her pink ring anus. He blew lightly on her hole while digging a glob of Vaseline on his other index finger from the jar. She shook with excitement as the coolness of the Vaseline touched her. She shook again with desire as he lowered his finger inside her up to his first knuckle. Withdrawing a little he entered her to the full length of his finger. Bending his finger in the shape of an L he turned it around within her ass, rubbing against the walls and applying pressure on her anal opening from the inside out. Her reaction to the sudden insertion and internal manipulation was positive for them both. She was as much of an anal erotic as he and the night was young.

"Now my little girl, lets see how much you are going to enjoy this enema. You are going to take the whole bag but if you are uncomfortable we can stop the flow as often as you desire. The nozzle was still tucked inside the enema bag. The soapy water kept it warm. He reached up and started to remove it. Allison looked up and watched in amazement as he continued pull it out of the enema bag. She had never seen a colon tube before but knew its final destination. She said, "How is that going to fit in me? It too long." He said, "It'll fit ok, its only 36 inches long." Allison inquired again, in a now nervous voice, "What is that? I'm scared". His simple answer was, "You don't have to worry, This hose will be so far inside you and it will actually make it easier to take the enema. It will reduce the pressure in your rectum suppressing the urge to go. He then said, "Allison, it's time to start your enema now. You can say anything, scream, cry and plead and I'll give your requests with care, but if you leak even a simple drop I'll insert a butt plug along side the colon tube a give you a severe spanking. Her only reply was a hardly audible whimper.

As she continued to watch he put a glob of Vaseline in his palm and lubricated the entire tube by pulling it through his hand. When he was done it glistened from one end to the other. "You can relax or squeeze tight if you want to feel it going all the way in. After I get the first six inches in I'll start the enema slowly to help the insertion go easier." Allison immediately relax and pushed back, like she did when mom ma gave her enemas, so it would go in easier. He separated her buttocks a little more and her anus stretched enough for him to just slip the tip of the colon tube just inside her bottom. Reaching back deftly, he grasped six inches of lubed tube and quickly slipped it up her ass. Allison moaned once from the speed he used to push it inside her. Then a second time when she heard the distinctive snap of the clip when he released the water. Then a third time when she felt the warmth inside her anal path as the flow slowly started to fill he up. He continued to insert the colon tube like one possessed in his task. He wanted her to have a surprised reaction and he got it. As it slithered and slithered inside her she tightened her anal muscles to stop the fast invasion of her ass. It was a futile effort on her part for the tubes advancement was not slowed in the least. What seemed to Allison like seconds but really took about a minute, the tube was all the way up her bottom. It even included the four inches of the regular rectal bone it was attached to. Even in the highly aroused state he was now in, his penis was rock hard and ready to rumble from just the start of her enema, he noted to himself that she wasn't smiling anymore.

Allison had finally reached the stage of getting an enema when what she wanted to go fast went slow and what she wanted to go slow went fast. The experience of pain and pleasure came and went till she was confused on what she really wanted to feel. Not so for him, it was all pleasure. Pleasure he experienced by her suffering and humiliation. Pleasure for him in the visual aspects of her feminine form over his lap. Pleasure for him knowing he was in control. For now he was dominant and getting his way with her both mentally and physically. Now it was the passage of time that was controlled by gravity and her ability to accept the volume of the enema. Since he controlled the flow and he choose not to push her limits its was no surprise to him that she did not experience any cramping. He wanted it that way. She should feel helpless and apprehensive but not discomfort or pain. She would look back on this first enema from him as a gentle and good sexual happening. A few times she asked him to stop the flow and give her time to adjust to her swelling belly. He did so without hesitation and the enema bag shrunk to empty before they knew it. With the bag empty he told Allison, "Now that you have the whole enema in you it will be just a little longer. Hold it in and give it time to work. I want you to have a very clean ass because there are more adventures planned. You will experience an even larger rinsing enema and sexual penetration in all your openings. A few minutes later he helped her off his lap and onto the toilet. He held her hand as she voided her swollen bowels. He rubbed her shoulders, back, stomach and breasts everywhere. He would take her anally first and even then the playing of his fantasies would just be starting. Maybe she had girl friends that also would like their own computer. But the rest of the night, the rest of the relationship is another story.

to be continued...............