I needed to have a colonoscopy recently, but I can't stand all the laxative you need to drink beforehand, so I asked my doctor if there was any other way I could prep for it. He told me that there was a clinic that could do the necessary prep work. He had sent several of his patients there and he was satisfied with their results. He gave me the address and phone number and so I made an appointment.

I arrived at the facility and checked in. After doing all the requisite administrative trivia, I was escorted into a treatment room and told to wait for my "treatment administrator" who would be with me momentarily. Shortly thereafter, a very attractive nurse knocked on the door and entered.

"Well, hello. Welcome to our clinic. My name is Sue and I'll be administering your treatment today. So, I see you are here today for a colonoscopy prep?"

"Yes," I answered

"You didn't like the Golitely prep that the gastroenterologist recommended?"

"No, it makes me nauseous, so I asked if there was another way I could prep, and they recommended you."

"That would be Dr. Smith's office?"

"Yes."

"We see at least one of his patients every month. Like you, they prefer an alternative to the Golitely. So this is your first time here, correct?"

I answered yes.

"OK, well then as you're no doubt already aware, you need to be very thoroughly cleaned out for the colonoscopy. We've done dozens of Dr. Smith's patients and none of them have ever had any problems with their exams. The not so good news is that we'll need to give you more than one enema to get you clean enough for the exam. We usually have to give our patients anywhere from 3 to 5 enemas to get the results we want. But you're fortunate that you have me as your administrator, because in the process of giving many enemas, I've developed what I call my super enema treatment. It works very thoroughly to clean you out sooner so you'll need fewer enemas to get through this. Usually it takes only two of my super enemas to get you clear. You can be done and on your way out of here sooner. Would you like to try it?"

Well, the initial charm of this lovely-looking nurse had captivated me and I valiantly answered yes.

After giving me a cursory physical exam, she continued.

"OK. you appear to be in prime condition, so let's go ahead and prep you for a super enema treatment. I won't try to sugar-coat this, I'll just tell you straight away that the super enemas are quite strong and more difficult to take. We use a lot of soap and also have a couple of other special ingredients in them. They may be uncomfortable, but I assure you that the results are worth whatever discomfort they may cause. I will help you get through it and lower your stress level as as much as I can.

Now these are large volume enemas, so instead of a regular enema nozzle, we use an inflatable catheter.which helps you hold your enema. Once you've taken it all, you'll need to hold it for 10 minutes to allow the enema to do its work.

The most important part of all is this you must lie still, otherwise the enema won't be as effective. The restraints help to keep you absolutely secure. I know it's stressful, but you're good and healthy so I'm sure you'll endure it. If you follow my instructions, it shouldn't take more than two enemas before you're clean. I can't emphasize this point enough: I must have your complete cooperation for it to work effectively. So, will I have it?"

I was somewhat taken aback hearing this and started to wonder what I was getting into, but I was still charmed with Sue. Throwing caution to the wind, I managed to blurt out, "Yes...... I guess I'm.. as... ready... as I can be."

"Good, I'm glad you agree. And don't you worry." Giving me a look that was somewhere between a smirk and a smile, she said, "I'll take GOOD care of you. So let's get started. Go ahead and finish undressing. I need you to take everything off ..."

As Sue was prepping me for my first enema, an uneasy feeling came over me. It started when I expected Sue to hand me a johnny or some other cover before I finished undressing. Well, she didn't so here I end up, standing naked in front of Sue, who nonchalantly ignores my state of dress. I could feel her mentally probing me as her gaze moved all over me. It made me extremely self-conscious of my nakedness and I started to regret coming in and being in her control. I didn't have time to dwell on my feelings though, because Sue promptly ordered me to me to bend over, and I immediately felt her finger lubing up my rectum. Next I felt her pushing a balloon catheter into my rectum and after it was in, I felt it swell as she inflated it, making the feelings even more intense. To make matters worse, I got an immediate erection when she inflating it. The final hit came when Sue had me lay on my back on the table, then attached restraints around my wrists and ankles and pulled them tight. I was totally embarrassed and humiliated by the position she had me in. I was totally exposed with my arms and legs spread and my erection painfully obvious and there was no way I could hide it. Sue took notice of it, but thankfully didn't say anything. I had never before felt so vulnerable and helpless and was on the verge of panicking.

Sue just continued her preparation going to the sink and filling a very large enema bag; there had to be a gallon of water in it. After she finished filling it, she turned around from the sink wearing a big smile as she approached the table and hung the bulging bag right over my head. She connecting the tubing to the waiting balloon nozzle in my backside. Then she arranged the bag and its tubing carefully where I couldn't miss seeing it. When she had finished that task, she said, smilingly, "There, you're all prepped and we're ready to start your enemas." Then she bent down and put her head right next to my ear, and and barely audibly whispered, "I've made sure the bag is right where you can watch it as it drains into you. So are we all ready to begin draining it?" I was now trembling at the thought of having all that water forcibly filling me while I was helpless. I was so nervous I could barely mumble a very weak "yes."

"Good, then all you've got to do is just relax and keep breathing through your mouth," she said. "Just let the water flow in, don't try to resist it and before you know it you will have taken this whole bag. I'll give this slowly so it will be easier for you to take." She gave me a big smile as the said this, as if she was doing me a big favor.

With that, Sue opened the clamp and I found out almost instantly that she definitely did not understate her super enema's difficulty. I started to cramp almost instantly as soon as the soapy mixture hit me, I had to ask her to stop, but she let the enema continue and told me "We can't do that because the enema won't be as effective as we want it. That's why we need to restrain you. Relax and let the water flow, and breathe deeply." I don't know how much water she gave me, but she spent a full 20 minutes doing i! and it was pure agony!

The enema also had the undesired side effect of increasing the intensity of my erection, the sight of which seemed to give Sue great pleasure.

It is difficult to recount the other events of getting the enema, other than to say that Sue aggressively took full advantage of my helpless state. There is no doubt in my mind that she enjoyed seeing my erection in reaction to my enemas as well as watching my squirming and struggling to hold it.

I struggled through two of Sue's super enemas when events took a new turn. After my second enema I was still a believer in the merits of Sue's super enemas and expected to be dismissed. But it wasn't to be. Sue, after feigning an apology telling me how sorry she was, informed me that the results were still not clear, and that another enema was needed. '"But these will be easier, they'll just be plain water," she said.

"Then they'll be smaller then?" I asked, "No, you'll still need to take a full bag but you'll only need to hold it for five minutes," Then she patted my designated spot on the table with her palm, saying," OK, time to continue!"

I got back on the table reluctantly, while Sue began prepping me for my third enema. Sue had obviously lied about her claims for her super-enema. She has probably never had anyone who was finished after only two enemas. In fact, her average has probably always been four and she must get a sadistic delight every time she tells one of her patients that he needs to have another enema. She must certainly enjoy watching me in my situation. Her mistruths, telling me that I could be done after two enemas made me very cooperative at first and even eager to begin. But now the reality has set in. I am sure she concocted the whole super enema story just to get me off guard. And I'm sure it furthered her enjoyment to have me like this, helpless to stop her. A very full, bulging red enema bag connected to a balloon nozzle firmly implanted in my rectum only furthered my embarrassment, but the ultimate humiliation was my inability to hide my stiff cock that stuck out like a signal flag. Sue was surely using me to satisfy her own kinky desires, and I unwittingly cooperated with her. But it's too late to do anything now; all my self-respect is gone. I know what excites Sue, but it's too late now. In spite of her deceptions and feigned apologies, my physical situation makes it impossible for me to do anything but let her have her way with me. I struggled through two more enemas before she pronounced me clean enough to leave. So the score ends up Sue 1, me 0.

As I was starting to put my clothes back on, Sue asked me if I would like to have another session in a couple of weeks. I looked at her kind of dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer. In reply to my puzzled look, she continued, "Now look, let's not beat around the bush. it was impossible for me not to notice that you were sexually aroused the whole time I was giving your enemas. When a patient gets an erection during an enema, he can't hide what it means; that he secretly enjoys it. Am I right?"

WOW..This is a surprise twist! I was completely taken aback by her forwardness, but she certainly had irrefutable evidence. I couldn't deny that it didn't arouse me. I got over the initial embarrassment quickly and after hesitating for what seemed like an eternity, I finally managed an answer. "Well... umm yeah.. Now that I think about it, umm .. I guess.... I did."

"You *guess* you did? Ha!" Sue laughed. "That's the biggest understatement I've heard today! Well, I must confess that I loved it, but I'm sure that you already sensed it. I love this job because I have absolute control of my patients on the table. Then I love watching them strain and squirm as I give them their enemas. But seeing how sexually aroused my enemas made you gave me an extra thrill, and I got aroused too, so much so that I wet myself." As she said this, she reached over, took my hand and pushed it under her dress and up into her crotch. Since she wasn't wearing any underwear, I was delighted to find my that my hand was being pressed against some very wet pubic hair.

"Wow! I did that to you? Omigosh!" and I kissed her passionately on the lips. Sue returned ny kiss and we stayed locked in the embrace for a good 2 minutes, savoring each other's juices.

She continued,"Well.... I sure think THAT decided it! I am sure it would give both of us immense pleasure if we did an encore session in the very near future. What do you think? I live about ten minutes from here and my phone number is NNx-xxxx. I've been known to have after-hours patients," she said coyly.

Sue's admission totally blew me away! Now that I see her in a totally different light. All of my previous opinions of her went out the window. My submissive side kicked in and I found myself readily agreeing with her. "I must make a confession too. After we finished the second enema, I really was kinda disappointed and hoped you might give me another one, so When you told me I would need a third enema, I was secretly pleased and looked forward to getting it. And when you told me I needed the fourth enema, I almost had an orgasm."

Sue laughed and smiled broadly as she said, "That was definitely not a coincidence. Just by the size of your erection, I knew you were really enjoying it, so I decided to keep going. I really COULD have stopped after your second enema, you know. But I'm glad I was right and I'm so pleased that I read you right."

"I must admit I liked it, and you certainly did," I said sheepishly. "And I'm really excited about the idea of having a session with you where we can let it all hang out and not need to hide our pleasure."

Sue replied. "That's awesome! I hate the P.C. nurse/patient game too, and it's great now that we've got everything between us out in the open. I can't wait for our next session. I'll be watching you very closely and definitely won't ignore the state of your penis," she laughed. "It will be great that we can both be free of our inhibitions. So I hope that your colonoscopy goes well tomorrow and I strongly advise you to prepare yourself for a VERY thorough clean out the next time I see you. I am always ready, so be sure to call me as soon as you are, which I hope will be very soon," she said, flashing me a big smile..