Authors: Kathryn R. Blake
“Easy, Kelly,” he cautioned, pressing down on her tummy to feel the position of her uterus and other organs. Though he professed not to be a doctor, he certainly displayed the expertise of one.
She didn’t like what he was doing, but he wasn’t hurting her. If anything, he examined her more patiently than her ‘real’ doctor did, which she didn’t enjoy either, but managed to work up enough courage to endure every year.
“Good girl, Kelly. That’s it for this part,” he praised, withdrawing his finger from her. “You did very well, and I’m proud of you. George, could you help me with the reset? Usual lateral positioning, please.”
Kelly had no idea what that meant, but the thought of another enema made her queasy, and she began to think she couldn’t go through with it.
Master James regarded her evenly. “Kelly, we’re gonna unfasten you now, and we’ll need you to roll to your left side, darlin’. You still with me, here?”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered softly. She wanted him to be proud of her, but her fear over what he wanted to do almost overwhelmed her.
“Good girl,” he praised, stepping over to unfasten her restraints as George released her feet and lowered the stirrups.
Try as she might, Kelly couldn’t stop trembling. When her teeth started to chatter, she wasn’t sure if he heard her or merely saw her shaking, but Master James was in front of her again seconds after turning her on her side. Cupping his warm hands about her face, he asked, “What is it, darlin’?”
She shook her head, but her trembling worsened. “George, get us a heated blanket, will you please? Kelly, can you tell me if it’s nerves or cold that is making you shake so?”
He was so tenderly attentive, tears welled in her eyes. Next thing Kelly knew she was being wrapped in a delicious warmth with the added security of Master James’s arms surrounding her. Rather than question her further, he held and soothed her until her shivers slowed. Then he focused his intent gaze on her face. “Are you gonna tell me now what’s happened to cause all this?”
She pleaded with her eyes for him not to press her any further.
“Kelly, unless you tell me what it is you’re so afraid of, I can’t help you. And if you won’t let me help you, I’ll have to assume everything is hunky-dory, unless you give me your safe word. I’m willin’ to take you aside and listen if you wanna talk, but I’m not gonna abandon my plans if you aren’t willin’ to confide in me. Now, do you want me to take you down so we can talk, or continue?”
Oh, God
, she really wanted him to change his mind, but that wasn’t going to happen. Left with no other choice, she closed her eyes against her tears and whispered, “Continue, Sir.”
“Very well, although I have to say I’m real unhappy you can’t trust me enough to tell me the truth.” He reached under the covers for her leg and she stiffened. “Relax, Kelly,” Master James instructed as he bent her right knee close to her chest and strapped it into place. Though she didn’t resist, Kelly couldn’t help the small whimper that escaped her.
Bending down, he placed a calming hand on her face. “Shh. Deep breath. Better.” He straightened again to strap down her left leg, so her buttocks were spread for easier access. The position made her pulse race and heart pound with near panic. “Easy, sugar,” he murmured, rubbing her lower back with long, soothing strokes. “Relax and breathe, you’re safe. Good girl. That’s it, darlin’. You’re doin’ great.”
Kelly knew she acted like a scared little girl, but her every instinct screamed for her to run and hide. Clenching her hands into fists, she pressed them against her mouth to keep from begging him to stop, knowing he wouldn’t unless she told him the truth. Since that was an impossibility, she either needed to give him her safe word, or bite her lip and keep silent. Despite the terror eating her up inside, she opted for silence.
Once her legs had been secured the way he wanted them, Master James, positioned another restraint over Kelly’s hip, as before, and one under her breasts. When he faced her again, she’d curled her hands tightly under her chin. He lifted her head to place a small pillow beneath it, then bent down to frown at her. “You promise to keep those hands tucked where they are?”
It was the first real concession he’d made for her. Nodding, she added, “Yes, Sir.”
He regarded her carefully for a moment. “Okay. I’m trustin’ you on this. Don’t let me down, darlin’, if you ever want me to trust you again.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied with a breath of relief.
After giving her another quick kiss, he motioned for George to stand beside him. “Now, Master George here is gonna help coax you through this, and I’ll be monitoring your other side. All right?”
She nodded again, trying hard not to cry. “Yes, Sir.”
Giving her a warm and reassuring smile, he ran his fingers lightly through her hair. “You’re doin’ real good, darlin’. Now take some deep calmin’ breaths for me and relax. Let me or George know if you feel any discomfort at all.” Then he gave her nose a cautionary tap. “This is not a punishment, Kelly. I do not want you sufferin’ pain in silence in the mistaken belief that is what I expect from you. Because it’s not. You understand me, girl?”
Finally accepting that he didn’t want to cause her any more discomfort than he had to, helped calm Kelly’s nerves. “Yes, Sir,” she answered softly.
“Good.” He and George exchanged a signal and Jim moved behind her. “I’m gonna raise the blanket here a little bit, so I can see, but I don’t want you frettin’ over it. Once everythin’ is in place, and flowin’, I’ll lower it back down.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Master George bent before her. “Do you want to hold my hand, Kelly?”
She smiled at him. He seemed like a nice and caring man, but he wasn’t the one she wanted holding her hand, so she shook her head.
“Okay, darlin’, this is only my finger. It’s coated with lube, so it’s gonna feel a trace cold. Deep breath and relax….” Closing her eyes, Kelly obeyed and forced her muscles to go lax. “That’s it exactly.” She felt his finger slowly circling her anus and tried not to tense. “Good girl.” Next he pressed his gloved finger inside her to spread the lube internally. She let out a little whimper, but concentrated on not resisting. “Perfect,” he praised. “Just what I wanted. Now, Kelly, I need you to push back, the same way you did before.”
When she didn’t immediately obey, he gave her a warning.
“Kelly….”
Taking a deeper breath, she did as he asked and instinctively tightened with a wince when the nozzle slid in. “Easy, sugar. That’s right. Now another deep breath and relax. Good.” God she really hated this, but he went out of his way to be considerate and gentle, so nothing he did hurt her. Then the warm water started to ripple into her, and she gave a small jerk.
“Easy, darlin’. You’re doin’ real fine. Take another breath for me, Kelly, and tell me how the flow is for you.”
“It’s good, Sir.”
“You’re sure? I can adjust it to your comfort level.”
“No, Sir. It’s all right. The water’s warm, but comfortably so right now.”
“Very good, darlin’. Okay, I’m lowerin’ your covers now. Better?”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered. He’d been nothing but kindness and care personified, so she couldn’t say why she was crying, but she was. George patted her hand, then glanced back at Master Jim.
“You’re doing really well, Kelly. Master Jim and I are going to change places for a bit. All right?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied as she heard Jim removing his examination gloves.
Next her Dom crouched down, so his face was level with hers. “How you doin’, darlin’? Any discomfort at all?” he asked, brushing aside a tear.
She shook her head. He sounded so concerned and solicitous about her comfort and well-being that it almost made her feel foolish for raising such a fuss. Almost. The ride wasn’t fun, by any means, but hadn’t become the horror tour she dreaded, either.
“Good,” he praised, insinuating the fingers of his left hand between those she still had tucked under her chin. “You give me a little squeeze if anythin’ bothers you at all. In the meantime, I think I’ll just slip this hand under these covers to see what it finds.”
His warm fingers caressed her breast. Despite her dislike of the other thing that was being done to her, Kelly’s nipple responded.
“Hmm, now what have I found here, I wonder? Soft, round, but with a tiny little nubbin at the end.”
Smiling back at him, she pushed her chest out a little further.
“Ahh. Much better,” he murmured approvingly. “I think this little nubbin likes me. The soft roundness it’s attached to sure does fit my hand nice.”
Kelly sighed at the reassurance his simple stroking gave her, and closed her eyes.
“Done,” Master George called out a few minutes later.
“Very good.” Jim put both his hands over Kelly’s. “Now, I want you to lay quiet for a bit and let me know if you start feelin’ any cramps. I’m goin’ back–”
“No.” Reaching out, Kelly grabbed his wrist before he pulled away. “Stay here with me. Please, Sir.” Jim looked over at George and nodded. Kelly felt George place a hand on her hip, raise her covers slightly, and slide the nozzle out of her. After it was removed, he covered her back up.
“Now,” Jim said, running his fingers through her hair again. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
He was right, so Kelly shook her head then noticed his frown. “No, Sir,” she answered correctly.
“Good girl. Lots better than last time, right?”
“Much better, Sir. A totally different experience.”
“Good. Any pains?”
“Only a slight twinge, Sir.”
“Excellent. I’m gonna wanna move you before they get too bad, but I don’t wanna do it too soon, so you need to let me know, darlin’.” She nodded, then winced, so he glanced at his watch. “You’re doin’ real good,” he praised, putting his hand on her lower stomach. “Yup, I can feel a whole lot of sloshin’ goin’ on there. That tummy sure is fuller than it was before.” He kept his hand resting right below her belly button. “Felt your belly contract with a cramp just then. You all right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Okay, George, I think we should get her set up now. I’m sure she’ll want a bit more privacy, so maybe we could put some screens up around the receptacle.
“Got it,” Master George answered.
With a sudden pang of unease, Kelly gazed at the Dom holding her hand. “Sir? You are going to let me do this privately, in the ladies’ room, right?”
“We’re settin’ up our own facilities here, darlin’, to make things easier for you.”
No, she didn’t want that, so she shook her head. “Please, Sir. I’d really like to–”
“Kelly. We agreed I’m handlin’ this, right? Your job is to relax by takin’ slow, calmin’ breaths, and let me see to the details. Don’t worry about things you can’t control. I’m gonna take real good care of you. I promise.”
Oh God, no. Please don’t tell me he means what I think he means. “But, Sir–”
He shook his head and put a finger over her lips. “Hush now. That’s enough.”
“Everything’s ready, Jim. Anytime,” George said from somewhere behind Kelly.
Jim gave a nod. “Thanks, George. “Okay, darlin’. You feelin’ any pain right now?
She shook her head, but tears were falling. He wasn’t going to let her do this in private. He was going to insist on remaining with her while she emptied her bowels, but she didn’t know why. Aware of both men working to release her restraints, Kelly inhaled sharply as a strong cramp tore through her.
Jim gently rubbed her belly. “Easy, darlin’. Soon as that one passes, I’m gonna carry you.”
“No, Sir. Please–”
“No more arguments, Kelly,” he warned. “We’re doin’ this my way no matter what you say, so settle down and let me look after you how I want. Understand?”
She nodded. It wouldn’t do any good to fight him, and he was taking care of her. Except she really didn’t want to….
“Okay, Kelly, put your arms about my neck,” he insisted, putting one arm under her thighs near her knees and the other in the middle of her back. Lifting her as well as her blanket into his arms he carried her to a small screened-in area and put her down on a low stool, then removed the blanket. “It’s only you and me behind these screens, darlin’. No one else can see you, so there’s no need for you to get embarrassed.”
“But–”
“Kelly, save your breath. I’m stayin’.” Then he moved around behind her, squatted down and wrapped his arms under her breasts. Leaning forward slightly, he gave her ear a light nip. “Trust me, Kelly. I want to do this for you, and I expect you to obey my wishes without argument.”
“But why?” she asked plaintively, unable to stop tears of embarrassment and humiliation from rolling down her cheeks.
“Because it’s my job to take care of you. I want to help you through the pains and make sure you know the entire time that you are doin’ exactly what I want. You shouldn’t consider yourself responsible for somethin’ I’m insistin’ you do.”
“But it’s disgusting and embarrassing, Sir,” she insisted wiping at her tears.
“We’ll have a long talk about bodily functions later. Right now, you’re tryin’ to hold it in because I’m in here with you, and that’s not makin’ me happy. If you want to please me, just let go.”
“I don’t think–”
“You can. Now don’t argue. I’ve got you, and I can even whisper delicious nothin’s into your ear while I’m here.”
Kelly was cramping so fiercely, it was a struggle for her to keep the water inside her, but she didn’t want to do this with him so close. Finally, she let out a cry of pain.
“Kelly, I’m startin’ to get real upset with you. This is nonsense. Now do as your told, or I’ll add a paddlin’ to make things even more uncomfortable and embarrassin’ for you.
Unable to hold it in any longer, and knowing nothing she said would convince him to leave her, Kelly closed her eyes tight against the tears flowing freely down her cheeks and did exactly as he demanded. It was an odd feeling for her to empty her bowels while someone kissed her ear and praised her. She hadn’t been praised for going to the toilet since she was potty trained, and even then it was more the threat of a beating if she didn’t do it, rather than praise when she did.
He didn’t even allow her toilet paper afterwards, but she only groaned when he insisted she roll over on one cheek while he wiped her down with baby wipes. His thorough attention soothed her at the same time it humiliated her. But her embarrassment soon faded under his calming words and masterful touch. So, it wasn’t until he carried her back to the table again that she recalled what he’d said, and every muscle in her body clamped down in apprehension.