My punishment enema administered by Aunt Molly
Today’s story is not just one of them BDSM stories born in the twisted mind of some kinky fiction writer – the thing that makes it so hot is the fact that it’s actually one of them reality punishment enema stories. Everything you will read here really did happen with one naughty girl who finally got her medicine for all her misbehavior…
Aunt Molly got Tasha tied hand and foot, so tight that she couldn’t move any longer and pushed her down on all fours. She took a huge enema bag from the shelf and started filling it with warm water, paying no attention to the girl’s shameful moans and pleas. The little bitch had punishment enema administered to her – and she surely was going to get it, even in spite of all her snotty begging and promising.
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Aunt Molly wasn’t acting too rough though – she wasn’t planning to destroy Tasha’s asshole for good, so she even lubed the nozzle up before inserting it into the yelling chick’s anus. The water started flowing, filling Tasha’s guts and making her bawl from pain. Her belly was growing noticeably, reaching the size of a soccer ball in mere seconds. Aunt Molly didn’t seem to like it though – she took out a wide belt, threw it around Tasha’s belly and started pulling on it forcefully making the bulge disappear. There was a sinister grin on her face that was growing wider and wider, baring her teeth, as her victim’s screams were getting louder and louder. “Please, stop torturing me!” Tasha groaned. Aunt Molly responded by sticking a ball gag in her mouth. She pushed the nozzle even deeper up the girl’s ass and squeezed the hose, noticing that the enema bag was already all empty. “Gotta add some more, my darling!” Tasha was shaking her head wildly, half-conscious from all the pain she had been through and about to pass out from the fear of what was still awaiting her. Still, Aunt Molly paid absolutely no attention to her suffering – she pulled out another big bottle of lukewarm water and refilled the enema bag. She was definitely getting off on watching the girl’s belly grow bigger and bigger under the merciless pressure from the inside.
It felt like the water from the enema was flowing into Tasha’s insides for a whole eternity. She was ready to burst open when Aunt Molly finally pulled the goddamn nozzle out and ordered the girl to hold the water inside for another ten minutes. She didn’t waste her time in the process too – she went pinching Tasha’s nipples and clit so hard that it even seemed to soothe the unbearable pain squirming inside the girl’s guts. When the long-awaited time to release had come, the water gushed out of Tasha’s anus like a fountain, splattering everything around her with her waste.
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Was it the end of the treatment for the trembling, foul-smelling girl whose speech was an incomprehensible slur of a terribly sloshed person? No way. Aunt Molly untied her, washed her clean from a hose and ordered her to lie down with her ass up. Tasha obeyed. The incredibly uncomfortable bondage was back – together with Aunt Molly, a huge dildo and a tube of lube. The gag was tucked into Tasha’s mouth safely too, so her screams of terror that broke free from her lips when she saw what her domina got for her this time were as quiet as a distant mooing of a tired cow lost in the field a couple of miles away.
“Let’s put something in this hole, baby”.
She didn’t spare any lube – the contents of the whole tube were squeezed out into Tasha’s perfectly clean crevice. What entered the poor hoochie’s ass next were Aunt Molly’s fingers – hard and bony, they felt just terrible rubbing against the walls of her colon. It was hurting her but what could she do to stop it? The bonds were holding her way too tight for that.
The brutal prelude was over – the fingers slid out of Tasha’s irritated asshole and the very next second they got replaced with the tip of Aunt Molly’s dildo.
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The kinky toy was working its way into Tasha’s butt slowly at first but, apparently, it wasn’t what Aunt wanted. Unwilling to keep on wasting her precious time, she rammed it into the babe’s backdoor with all the strength she had in her hands, making almost the whole of the enormous toy disappear inside the silently writhing slavegirl’s depths. Then she pulled the gag out – but what came out instead of the expected blood-chilling shriek was just a series of quiet sobs. The job was done – Tasha was completely broken in and it was something that Aunt Molly was planning to enjoy to the max. She squatted over the girl’s twisted face and placed her shaven twat right onto her lips, ordering her to lick it – just like the stars of her favorite facesitting galleries that she wasted hours on did. That could have shocked the perfectly straight girl mere hours later but now it felt perfectly fine. Tasha parted her full lips and ran her dry tongue along Aunt’s squelching wet pussy.
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The little bitch was licking it well but she was a little bit too slow. Fortunately, Aunt Molly did know of a way that would make her speed up. She pulled another dildo out of the drawers and stuffed it into Tasha’s pussy making the girl jerk under her massive ass, unable to pull her head out from between her fat cheeks. Her tongue was squirming around the mistress’s anus, making her pleasure even more intense. She did return the favor, of course – she started fucking Tasha with both dildos so hard that her devastated holes almost went smoking from all that friction.
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The slavegirl’s oral efforts weren’t in vain – after a long session of carpet munching and analingus, Aunt Molly let out a long moan and suddenly went down on Tasha’s face with the whole of her weight, almost squashing the girl’s head against the hard floor. Every time a new wave of orgasm was hitting the shore, she was pushing her ass down harder and harder, making the back of Tasha’s hurting head slam against cold concrete. For one last time she went down with a barely audible sob and laid still. Her bondmaid didn’t move either – the memory of the enema discipline punishment was still alive in her memory and the huge dildo was still stuck inside her butt, making her hurt.
“I gotta have some rest… Then I will bring a couple of bigger toys and we will move on with this constipation treatment…”
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