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Subtle in its ability to confine her in its grasp, a vac bed is intractable. Every square metre is held in place by the ocean of air we live in and tonnes of pressure compressed the thick latex to her naked flesh as tightly as her own skin. There was to be no escape. She had been surprised when Edward had told her simply to don the latex bondage harness with the built in ball gag and breathing tube. She was enema bdsm stories put it on, buckle the locking straps and place the keyed-alike padlocks through the buckles, then wait, kneeling for him to arrive. Normally their sessions were very intense, involving intricate rope work and the complete feeling of immobility and helplessness that she so dearly loved.

Now she just waited for his arrival, alone with her thoughts in the darkness, knowing that only he had the key. She knew that she face punishment for having angered her Master and she waited in anticipation and dread for what was to come. Two days before ordering her to prepare for punishment he had ordered her to pick up a few things at the hardware store: two lengths of 40 mm diameter ABS pipe, two metres long, two more one metre in length, three 90 degree elbows, a T-connector and a small container of ABS adhesive.

Assemble the pipes in a rectangle with the holes facing inward using the adhesive and the elbows. The straight tube of the T-connector was to run out from the short side of the frame. She was ordered to place the frame under her bed and that it had best meet his specifications on his arrival. Not knowing what to expect, the anticipation was driving her to distraction.

What in the world was he planning for her. She had been kneeling in readiness for an hour when he entered silently into the room. She felt, rather than heard, Enema bdsm stories presence. He placed a package he had brought with him on the nightstand, pulled the ABS frame from under her bed and examined the handiwork.

It was difficult for her to comply. The bondage hood had enclosed her in its terrible, wonderful blackness. There was no hint of external light and no frames of reference for her to use to gain her footing. Very gingerly, she felt around and after a few missteps, she slowly rose unsteadily to her feet.

Her mind kept playing tricks with her proprioception as she teetered back and forth. There was no way that she could gain a proper sense of balance without her external senses to guide her and she almost fell. Edward attached a chain from the collar of the head harness then affixed the other end to a heavy pair of shackles. A spreader bar, suspended from the ceiling, had shackles for her ankles.

Once locked in she lay on her back with her legs splayed and raised. She lay there, helpless, exposed and feeling very vulnerable. She felt the cool slipperiness of the lubricating gel as it oozed into her rectum. It was followed by the well-lubricated, inflatable enema nozzle. She screamed and moaned as the two bladders, one inside and a larger one outside, filled with air and seated the nozzle completely in her rear passage. He hung the large bag from the spreader bar that held her She convulsed with sobs of terror as the valve opened and the warm, soapy water began to flow.

He had used a lot of water in the past when cleansing her, but never so much as this. She hated enemas, not just because the humiliation and discomfort, but also for what it meant for her. It could only mean he was planning something that could last for twenty four hours or more, since he wanted her alimentary canal completely voided.

It takes a great deal of time for five litres of enema to flow into a forty-five kilogram woman. The distension of the bowels and abdomen caused waves of peristaltic cramping as her body tried to purge itself, to no avail. The air bladders did their job very well and, despite the building pressure, they held. She enema bdsm stories in agony as the cramps grew worse, but nothing would ease the pain until the bladders were released. As humiliating as the process of administration was, it was nothing compared to her next task.

After freeing her hands and clamping off the tube, she was now forced to crawl off the bed and find the bidet in the next room. Her hood made this a gruelling task as she struggled to find her way off the bed to the washroom, the cramps becoming enema bdsm stories stronger, and the air-bulbs that had inflated the bladders trailing behind her as a pair of vulgar tails. After an eternity of five agonizing minutes, she eased herself onto the bidet and released the valves. After the cramps had subsided and she had performed her toilette she was ordered back to the bedroom.

To disobey her Master was unthinkable. There was little she would refuse him and she trusted him with her life, her heart and all her soul. Long ago they had found no need for safe words. He knew her tolerances, and while he might test them occasionally, she knew that she was safe with him. Despite the pain and terror he could inflict, and frequently did, she never felt more free than when he bound her and tormented her helpless body. She loved becoming a toy for him to play with, to give herself over to him for abuse and his pleasure.

Not that his pleasure was the only satisfaction that occurred. For all of the pain and suffering she endured, there was a payoff. The carnal heat that he kindled within her continually grew as he fanned the flames of her desire.

The passion flared and threatened to consume her completely when she was helpless and there was absolutely no means of extinguish the flames building within her loins, the anticipation and dread combining in ways beyond description. Edward attached the shackles from the bed frame to her wrists and ankles. She heard him snap on rubber gloves. Stinging somewhat, it was a sensation unlike any she had felt before, not exactly a caress, but rather more clinical.

She soon discovered why as Betadyne was spread all over her front labia and surrounding area. This was followed by a swabbing with alcohol to sterilize the area around her front passage, A dollop of sterile gel lubricant was placed at the entrance to her urethra. Her entire sexual mound was tingling from the Betadyne and her growing excitement. She shuddered and cried into her gag as the catheter was slowly and gently inserted up inside her and into her bladder. Once in place, Edward clamped it off for later attachment to a collection bag and used the syringe to inflate the internal balloon with sterile water.

The steel and neoprene chastity belt was an old friend. Deed by the now defunct Access Denied, she enema bdsm stories forced to maintain her exact body size to ensure its comfortable fit. She had become careless and gained 10 pounds; her Master had been very displeased. The first phase of her punishment had been to wear the belt until she had taken off the weight; it had been an ordeal.

Snug to begin with, the belt had compressed her flesh in the most intimate of places. With every step she had taken, each pace on the treadmillbut especially when she was forced to ride the stationary bike, the belt had made its presence felt. Wearing the belt had been uncomfortable. Its de meant that she could still pass he bodily waste; she simply had to use the bidet more frequently to perform her toilette.

That had not been the worst of her torment. Here was the intrinsic dualism of a chastity belt; it created a need, then denied the wearer any chance of satisfaction. It had taken her a month to lose the weight.

The relief from the chafing and itching was almost heavenly. Her Master applied a soothing lotion and had informed her the second phase of her punishment would begin once the chafing had healed. In the meantime, she was to exercise more caution with her daily regimen lest he order a repeat of the correction she had just endured. After a week of healing and the preparation of the ABS frame she came home to find the bondage hood and a note awaiting her.

It read:. Tomorrow is Friday. You are to have a light meal tonight and take a laxative at bedtime. Tomorrow you will take another laxative on awakening, and have nothing but clear liquids through the day. When you arrive home atyou will shower, be properly shaved, and await my arrival.

You are to be naked enema bdsm stories for the head harness, which you shall buckle on firmly and lock in place. By p. If you fail to comply with my orders in any detail, I shall place the key to the harness locks in your hand and remove your collar permanently. I will then leave, never to return.

Perhaps you will be able to find a less demanding Master. She was shocked; she knew her Master was very displeased with her lapses, but had no idea until reading this missive as to the depths of his disappointment in her. She would do whatever was required of her to prove herself worthy in His eyes and atone for her mistakes. He knew that he would be taking her right to the edge of her limits tonight, then dangling her on the threshold of exceeding them and stretching them throughout the next twenty four hours.

The slave was ordered to spread her legs; soft moans escaped the gag as he placed more lubricant in her passages. Reaching through her legs to behind her, Edward grabbed the crotch strap of the chastity belt with the attached anal and vaginal plugs glimmering with lubricant. The moans from the hood grew louder as the plugs were eased into her, front and back, then became increasingly shrill as the strap was pulled up to the waist and locked in place securely at the front. An additional hole in the crotch strap allowed for the catheter tube to pass through for attachment to a collecting system.

Two holes through the strap at the base of the two dildos allowed for further attachments. The two glass dildos had conductive strips up each side of the shafts. The electrical le from the transformer box connected to the sockets through the belt and locked firmly into place. All was now in readiness for the main event. The slave was gently guided to the kneeling while he finalized her punishment. Enema bdsm stories the package he had brought with him, he removed the envelope of the latex vac-bed that he had purchased from Kink Engineering.

The top and bottom sheets of the vac-bed fit perfectly over the frame she had built in a matter of seconds. He went to the hall closet and removed the vacuum cleaner from its place, placing it beside the bed and plugging it in to the socket in the control unit he had brought with him. The air hose then connected to the one-way valve which Edward inserted into the T-t. It was time to inform the slave of her punishment. I am going to run the cables and hoses from your belt out the access hole enema bdsm stories the front of the bed and seal them.

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