Message-ID: <14617eli$9808222123@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: sndr007@aol.com (SNDR007) Subject: ANNA, Part 3 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998082104034600.AAA15027@ladder01.news.aol.com> Part 3, Wherein Anna shows her true colors and Robert's resolve is tested. As Robert walked around the room, his mind went into overdrive. He realized that he was in serious deep shit, and he started to panic. He went from shock, to humiliation and shame, to anger, to arousal, to fear, and back to shock. He was out of control, but this was just what Anna had proposed. Obviously, if she had told him what she had in mind, he would not have come, but now that he was here, with his wrists clipped to his belt and a plug in his ass, he had to figure out how to minimize the damage. Robert thought back to their conversation in the parking lot, and remembered that Anna had emphasized that obedience would be rewarded and disobedience would be punished. It was starting to dawn on him what she had meant. She had told him up front that some of her requirements would be embarrassing and uncomfortable, and she had certainly been right about that. In spite of her warnings, Robert had bought into the scenario, and he finally realized that it was in his best interest to submit to her as he had agreed. It would be easier on him and more pleasurable for her (obviously) if he became the best, most compliant submissive she had ever seen. The battle of wills was over. It was time to see what she had in mind, and to please her. As Robert walked, he found that the plug was not so bothersome anymore. In fact, the sliding sensations it generated as it moved were becoming pleasurable, and he found himself squeezing his cheeks together and exaggerating his walk to heighten the stimulation. He remembered Anna's statement that the plug was not a large one, and he wondered what a large one would be like, especially a large one attached to Anna. After a few minutes, Robert heard noises in the next room. 'The walls must be pretty thin,' he thought to himself. He could hear sounds like furniture being slid across the floor and cabinet doors opening and closing. He could also hear running water, lots of running water, and muffled sloshing sounds. Robert was puzzled by the noises, but he couldn't imagine what was going on, so he kept walking, distracted by the unfamiliar sensation in his posterior and the world-class erection that he couldn't seem to lose. The doorknob turned, the door opened, and Anna entered the room. Robert was stunned. She had looked pretty good earlier, but now she was magnificent. The chemise was gone, and in its place was an outfit made entirely of leather strips between one-half and three-quarters of an inch in width. The top part looked like the structural equivalent of a brassiere, except that there was no solid fabric, just a few strips of leather surrounding her firm little nipples and supporting each breast, and a harness to hold everything together. Robert had never seen anything like it. The bottom part resembled a garter belt, except that there were two leather strips that ran from the points of her hips down between her legs and back up over her ass. The strips held a metal ring about two inches in diameter snugly against Anna's closely-cropped mons. The dark leather strips served to accentuate her lithe, muscular body and complement her light golden all-over tan. Anna had pulled her hair back into a very short pony-tail, which accented her slender neck and the shape of her face, and added a little eye makeup to highlight the size and color of her eyes. The overall effect was stunning, and Robert couldn't help staring. "I can see that you're enjoying yourself," Anna said playfully. "You are so beautiful, Anna," was all Robert could manage. He was overwhelmed. Anna walked over to him, put her hands on his shoulders, and kissed him deeply. Her tongue roamed his mouth freely, but when Robert tried to reciprocate, she stopped him abruptly and broke off the kiss. "Keep your tongue to yourself unless I tell you otherwise," she warned him sternly. "Tonight, I want you to open up and receive what I give you. Do you understand?" Robert nodded his agreement. "Good. Everything is ready. Let's go." With that, Anna took a firm grip on Robert's swollen cock and led him out into the hallway. The door to the adjacent room was about ten feet away, and it was open. Anna towed Robert down the hall and through the doorway, then turned and shut the door behind them. As Robert looked around the room, what he saw put a knot in his stomach. It was the examination room from Hell. This room was brightly lit with white walls and a white vinyl floor. The walls were bare except for two large white enamelled cabinets which flanked a large stainless steel sink. To the right of the cabinets was an open doorway, which led to a small bathroom, with a lavatory, a toilet, and a shower. In the middle of the main room was an enamelled medical examination table, upholstered in the same leather as the furniture in Anna's office. Adjustable stirrups were already deployed to hold Robert's legs far apart, once he was in position. By now, there was no doubt in Robert's mind what was in store for him, for next to the examination table were two IV stands with two huge, bulging, red rubber enema bags hanging from them. One bag had a steaming head of soapsuds visible, and both bags had thick hoses attached, which hung down and were neatly curled on an adjacent service cart (white enamelled, of course). On top of the cart, next to the coiled hoses was an array of nozzles, plugs, and dildoes, neatly arranged for maximum visual impact, and ready for immediate use. At the other end of the cart was a box of surgical latex gloves and a large tube of KY lubricant. Quite an intimidating tableau. Robert swallowed hard. "Anna, please, I don't think I can go through with this. Let's just call it a night, please." Robert could hear the pleading in his own voice. He hadn't meant to sound quite so desperate. Anna heard it too. "It's too late for that, Robert. You had plenty of chances to call this off before you came through my door. I told you what you were facing, now face it. You're not going home until I am done with you." Anna's voice was stern and angry. "I have gone to a lot of trouble for you tonight, as you can see. Willing or unwilling, you will be the instrument of my pleasure tonight. Remember what I told you about obedience and disobedience. I can make this as pleasant or unpleasant as I need to. I prefer pleasure for both of us, but I will settle for pleasure for me and pain for you, if you insist." She put her hands on his shoulders, once more, and looked into his eyes. Robert was again struck by her beauty, and he noticed that his cock was still hard. Anna smiled. "Submit to me, Robert." she said softly. "You'll be glad you did." Robert knew that his position was hopeless. He also knew that he wanted in the worst way to please this woman. He stared back and returned her smile. "Alright, Anna. I'm sorry. Please be gentle." Anna leaned forward and kissed Robert softly, then she took him by the arm, led him alongside the examination table, and turned him so that he was facing the table. The IV stands and service cart were on the other side of the table, and he couldn't stop staring at the menacing array of equipment that awaited him. Anna walked around the table and pulled a pair of latex gloves from the box on the cart. Slowly, and with great ceremony, she put them on, pulling each one on with a resounding snap. She was staring right into his eyes and smiling broadly. "Bend over the table, Robert," Anna commanded. "Show me." As he bent over, Anna moved around into position behind him. He waited. "Show me. Now." Robert strained to reach back and spread himself for her. "Wider, feet apart, wider," Anna demanded, and Robert did his best to comply. He felt her gloved hand massaging his balls and stroking his cock, and he started to move with her hand...he couldn't help himself. "Stop that," Anna barked. "This isn't about YOUR pleasure." Anna reached up and started playing with the plug she had buried in his ass, pushing and tugging on it. "Bear down on it. Grip it. Don't let it out," she commanded, and as Robert did his best to comply, she pulled it free with a twisting motion. Robert let out a surprised yelp, and Anna laughed. "I told you to hold it in," she teased. "We'll have to work on those muscles, but first, we'll get you all cleaned out. Have you ever had an enema?" "Yes, Anna, but they always hurt like hell, and I can't hold them." "Well, the ones I will give you may hurt as well, but I can guarantee that you will hold them," Anna replied with a menacing look. "The first one will be hot soapsuds to clean you out. The second will be a cool baking soda rinse. Then, we'll check to see if you're clean enough. If not, we'll start all over again. If you are, then we'll start your stretching exercises. Now, climb up on the table and lie on your back with your feet in the stirrups." The table was pretty high, and Robert had a hard time getting up onto it with his wrists clipped to the belt. Anna waited impatiently for him to lie down, then she guided his feet into the stirrups. She had him scoot down until his ass was almost hanging off the table, and then she clipped his ankle cuffs to the stirrups to keep him from going anywhere. His feet were about three feet apart and a good foot above his ass. The examination table kept Robert's shoulders and head slightly propped up, so he had a good view of everything that Anna did. She rolled the IV stand with the steaming soapy enema to a position next to Robert's left knee, raised it until the bag was about three feet above him, and laid the coiled hose on his stomach. Next, Anna retrieved the tube of lubricant, and standing between his legs, squeezed a generous amount onto the first three fingers of her right hand. Without a word, she lifted his balls with her left hand and pushed the three slippery fingers into him. "Oh Jesus," Robert gasped. Anna just smiled and worked her fingers in and out, probing and twisting them inside him. "Bear down, try to push me out," she urged. Robert tried, to no avail. "Now hold them in, try to pinch them off." Again to no avail. No matter how he pushed or pulled with his poor ass, Robert could not slow Anna's steady rhythm. After a few minutes, Anna relented. "I think you're lubricated enough. I wouldn't want to stretch you too much before your first enema," she observed. "Anna, there's no way I can hold anything at this point. It's going to run on the floor," Robert argued. Anna stepped back and removed the slippery glove, replacing it with a fresh one. "Silly boy," she mocked. "I promise you that you won't leak. Look at this." She held up an odd-looking latex device, a thick tube with a pair of bladders near one end and pair of squeeze-bulbs, like the ones used on blood pressure cuffs, at the other end. With a couple of squeezes on the bulbs, the bladders inflated to the size of tennis balls. "It's called a double bardex," Anna said matter-of-factly. One balloon goes inside you, one goes outside, and the water flows through the middle. Simple." She attached the device to the hose coiled on Robert's stomach, loosened the clamp until water just started to flow, and closed the clamp. Then she resumed her position between Robert's legs. With a light push, the first bladder slid easily past Robert's sphincter, and soon he felt it expanding inside him. After a few squeezes, it felt like he had a baseball in his rectum. "Try to push it out," Anna urged. He couldn't, even with her tugging on it as he pushed. Then he felt the second bladder expanding between his ass cheeks, as Anna pumped away. She wiggled the apparatus a few times and then stepped back with a satisfied smile on her face. "All ready," Anna pronounced, and she released the soapsuds. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----