Chapter 7

The Doctor took the blindfold off Tonya's eyes; she squinted, and looked around. When she saw the equipment, she was filled with fear, and whimpered through the gag. Her captor was prepared for her reaction.

"I realize this is kind of scary, Tonya, but I promise that you won't get hurt. There'll be some pain involved in the therapy, but it has to be that way; it won't work correctly otherwise..."

He gently stroked Tonya's face, and she started relaxing. He walked around to the other end of the table, and patted her butt. He took the enema bag off the hook, and disconnected the hose from it. He laid the hose across her back, and took the bag over to a nearby bench, where he set it down and picked up a small electric pump and a large glass jug. He set the jug down, and ran a tube from the pump to the jug, then hooked the enema tube to the pump.

"I imagine you're ready to get all that water out of your bowels, aren't you, Tonya?", he asked.

Tonya nodded her head, and tried to "uh-huh" through the gag. The Doctor turned on the pump, released the clamp, and the water immediately started flowing. He smiled, thinking how slowly the pump ran; he planned it that way, and it would take a few minutes for all the water to flow out. 'No reason to hurry things... ' he thought.

"You may wonder why I'm not just letting you expel the water on your own," he said, "Remember what I told you about self-control? This is part of it."

Tonya wanted to be RID of the water, and got frustrated having to wait for so long. She tried to relax, knowing she had no way of controlling the flow from her bowels.

After several minutes, her intestines were finally empty. The Doctor deflated the bardex, and withdrew it from Tonya's rectum. He put his finger inside her anus to make sure that she was empty, then took a paper towel and wiped most of the lubricant off.

He took the syringe from under the table, and slowly started to pull the plunger out. Tonya felt her bladder start contracting, and tried to make it go faster, but the catheter prevented it. She relaxed, and let the water drain at its own rate. After a minute or two, her bladder was totally empty. The Doctor deflated the catheter and withdrew it from the helpless woman's pee-hole; she sighed into the gag.

"And now, I'm going to give you 10 paddles!" he announced.

The Doctor took a wooden paddle, identical to the one in his office, and swatted Tonya's butt.

"One..."

He slowly raised the paddle again, and swatted her rump again.

"Two..."

He continued until he reached ten, then released Tonya's gag. She had tears in her eyes, and he walked over, kneeling down by her face.

"You're doing just fine, Tonya... Everything'll be OK..."

Tonya sobbed freely, no longer restricted by the gag. She wanted the therapy to work, so she said nothing about her torment.

"After I release you, I'll let you take a bath, and then a little nap," the Doctor said, as he released the cuffs, "It should help you relax before the next part of the therapy. I have an errand that I have to attend to while you sleep..."

Soon, all four cuffs and the waist strap were released, and he helped Tonya off the table. Her legs were shaky from her ordeal, so he helped her walk.

Off the main room were a bathroom and bedroom. He walked her to the bathroom, and set her on the toilet, just in case any excess water had been missed. He helped her wipe, and gently lifted her up, setting her in the bathtub. He turned on the water, and let it fill the tub. Tonya laid back and relaxed, letting the water soothe her pain. She sat and soaked for a while, then got out. The Doctor handed her a towel, and she dried herself off. Her legs were still a little shaky, so he helped her to the bedroom. She laid down on the bed, which was very comfortable, and promptly dozed off.