Chapter 2

She wondered if he would once again take her to the shower but now he stepped around to her side. He ordered her to clean him with her mouth. At first she tried to turn her head away, but a sharp slap taught her that it was futile to refuse him. She opened her mouth and he thrust his now soft cock between her lips. Occasionally, his cock pulsed and she could taste his semen on her tongue. When he was satisfied that his cock had been thoroughly cleaned he pulled back and walked to the bathroom. He soon returned with a basin and a cloth, with which he began to clean her sex. The mixture of blood, semen, and her feminine fluid that leaked from her sex, smelled tantalizing. She wished she could dip her fingers in the mixture and taste it. As if he were a mind reader, two of his fingers dipped roughly into her. When they were wet he presented them to her and she eagerly licked their mingled fluids from his fingers. She wondered what he would do now. She knew there were four more skewers.

Jamison next began to tickle and pinch her nipples. They were dark colored and the aureoles were tightened up around each of her erect nipples. He leaned down and gently took one of her nipples between his teeth. At first there was just a slight pinching, a feeling kind of exciting and warm, but he soon began to bite down and the pain began to make her eyes water. Suddenly he stopped and as the cool air hit her wet nipple he pulled on it stretching it out and at once slid another of the skewers through her nipple from left to right. This time it really hurt and a wail came from her throat but it was choked off as he placed his hand over her nose and mouth. The scream died in her throat as the pain subsided and Jamison leaned down and whispered into her ear; are you ready for the next one, my love?

The woman's eyes opened wide and she shook her head.

No, please, no more.

Jamison smiled and said; but we have a contract you and I, you may not refuse! Let me hear you say, pierce both my nipples Master!

With a resigned look on her face the woman softly whispered, Please Master, if it is your will, pierce both my nipples.

Jamison smiled in delight as he looked down at her frightened face. This time he would do it slowly so he could enjoy her pain.

Now he grasped her uninjured nipple and with steadily increasing pressure pull it out from her breast. When he had taken all the stretch out of her flesh he placed the point of the skewer lightly against her nipple, slowly, and gently he pushed the skewer through her nipple. Her body writhed and a squealing sound came from her. Jamison almost climaxed as her agony enveloped his senses. Tears ran from her eyes and she trembled as Jamison once again seated himself between her gaping legs. He reached for his glass and took another sip. Would you like some; whispered Jamison. At the woman's nod of assent he began to fill a bulb syringe that had magically appeared in his hand. The nozzle of the syringe was about eight inches long, with a bulbous tip that could have been used as a ping-pong ball; near the base there was another bulbous part and then a short bit of shaft. The shaft of the nozzle was three quarters of an inch in diameter and she suddenly realized where he was going to give her the sip of champagne. Her pussy tingled at the thought of him giving her a champagne douche, but suddenly he placed the tip against her anus and firmly pushed. It was slightly uncomfortable as the first part of the bulbous nozzle slipped into her. When the second bulbous part of the nozzle entered her, she knew she would not be able to expel it without his help. Her anus closed around the short section of the nozzle trapping the thing in her ass. Jamison squeezed the rubber bulb quick and hard. She felt the icy wine squirt into her like a jet. As Jamison released the pressure on the bulb she could feel the wine drain out of her and back into the bulb. No sooner had the wine gone back into the enema bulb, than Jamison gave it another violent squeeze sending the wine once more up into her bowels. This time, while holding the bulb compressed, Jamison pulled the nozzle out of her leaving the wine to do it's work inside her belly. The wine inside her bowels was an irritant and she could feel the cramps that foretold of a violent expulsion. But Jamison leaned over and gazing into her face whispered; Make sure you retain it or I will have to do something bad to you.

The woman watched as Jamison walked once again to the bathroom. When he reappeared, he was pushing an IV trolley on which hung a huge plastic bag. From the bag hung a hose and in the end of the hose was the nozzle that had been in her anus a short while before. Jamison sat, and once again began to push the nozzle up into her. She wonder if she could stand any more liquid being put into her because of the cramps the wine was causing. At the same time she noticed a slight buzz from the alcohol. Jamison had known the alcohol in the wine would be absorbed much more quickly than if he had made her drink it. She was a touch tipsy now and almost reveled in what she was anticipating. The nozzle was now seated to the hilt in her ass. Jamison reached for the clamp that held back the liquid in the bag. Jamison opened the clamp fully and let about a pint of the liquid flow quickly into her. Then he shut it off and began to massage her belly. His hands pressed down gently against her mons veneris and then slowly went up her belly to her diaphragm. A few more strokes like that and once again Jamison released the clamp. Again he shut it off and massaged her tummy. The sharp cramps that the wine had caused were now replaced by a dull ache as she was being filled. Jamison now released the clamp and sat back to watch her belly swell with the enormous volume of warm water that she was being forced to retain.

She now began to strain and push. Jamison watched as she succeeded in forcing some of the water back up into the enema bag. He knew she couldn't continue to do that and he sat back to enjoy her suffering. Every few minutes Jamison would lightly finger her and the strain of lifting her pelvis was added torture as she lay on the desk with her tummy swollen with the liquid Jamison was introducing into her. He thumped her belly as if he were checking a ripe watermelon, listening for just the right sound. She began to beg him for release but he told her she would have to retain her water for at least half an hour. Jamison now placed a large pail by his feet and disconnected the hose from the enema bag. He then placed the clamped off hose in the bucket and sat back while he sipped more champagne. All the while he watched her face as she tried not to moan from the cramps in her belly that came in waves. Jamison glanced at his watch and announced; one more minute! The eternal minute finally passed and Jamison opened the clamp. The water rushed out of her belly through the hose and into the bucket with a rush. As the water continued to empty out of her Jamison placed an open-ended syringe over her clitoris and pulled back the plunger, sucking her clit up till it looked like a baby penis. Then he clipped the plunger so the syringe could maintain it's suction on her flesh.