An Enema

Something hard, wet, and cool pressed against her anus, and Lois looked over her shoulder to see Blaze slipping the nozzle of an enema bulb into her ass. It didn't hurt as it slid in—the tip was well-lubed, and the shemale was firm but gentle in the pressure she applied—but the reporter tried to buck her hips and clamp down her anus against the foe.

"None of that now," Angelica punctuated her order with a sharp slap on Lois' rump, which turned into a grope. "You'll feel better after this, I promise."

The liquid was cool and had a pressure of its own as it began to fill her bowels. Lois grit her teeth as the shemale withdrew the empty bulb, then filled it up and pressed the hard tip once more against her pucker. It slid in with less resistance...and once more began to unload.

Lois didn't have to see Blaze to know she was going to fill her to the brim.

"Hold it in, my sweet," Her lover commanded, as she took the tip out with a wet shuck. In a moment she felt it go back in again, and the fullness grew in Lois' belly, the sudden familiar pressure, all attention focused on her ass.

When Blaze took the plunger out this time, she immediately flipped Lois over, so her ass hovered over an open drain in the floor. The sudden movement didn't do much for Lois' bowel control, but it didn't matter. She hung feverish and limp as she voided into the drain. Bowels clenched and unclenched. Angelica held her the whole time, a little croon on her lips.

Then, when it looked like Lois was done, the shemale flipped her back over.

This time, Lois didn't fight it as she felt the cool tip of the syringe smoothly slide into her ass again. Lois tried to struggle, but instinct had her hold it as the tip was withdrawn—and replaced. Withdrawn—and replaced.

The reporter was ready when Angelica flipped her again, even as, by instinct, she let go the moment her ass hovered over the drain.

Lois was flipped again. The cloth came back. Left her smooth and clean as a fresh-wiped baby.

"Now," Angelica said. "Isn't that better?"

Mutely, the reporter nodded.

"So...tell me. How do you want to be used?"