Yes

Katie hated herself for doing it, but she felt as if she had ****. "I want to lick your finger clean," she said dejectedly.

"That didn't sound like you were asking."

Katie closed her eyes. "Please. I really want to."

Mr. Stribe shook his head. "I'm sorry; I don't think you really meant that. The cart on the left it is."

Katie's eyes burst open. "No! No! Please. Oh please. I want to." She craned her neck towards his proffered finger. "Come on. Let me suck your finger clean. I'll do anything."

Mr. Stribe nodded. "That's more like it."

He held his finger closer to her mouth so she could reach it. She took it in her mouth and sucked her own juices off of his index finger.

"See," said Mr. Stribe, "much better clean. Right?"

Katie nodded vigorously.

"But you're not all clean yet. We still have a ways to go."

Mr. Stribe knelt and picked up the nozzle again. "We have two more things to do before you can have your reward. But you only get it if you do exactly as I say. Otherwise you'll be punished. Ok?"

Katie nodded.

He stuck the nozzle into her vag and then pulled it out. He stroked it in and out a few times before pulling it out and kneeling down. "This is going to be pretty uncomfortable, but be a good girl and don't complain." He pushed the semi-lubricated nozzle into Katie's ass and pressed the button. Water rushed into her rectum and filled her up. Mr. Stribe held the button down longer than he had when he douched her. When he felt that she was full, he released the button, stopping the flow. "Now hold it," he ordered.

Katie clenched and clenched. She gritted her teeth and tried to make the discomfort go away. After what seemed like days, she heard the voice of Mr. Strive commanding her to release her bowels.

Gratefully she did, spewing the contents of her bowels into a bucket.