Tipping Point -- Chapter 2: Bathroom Abuse

“Stay there. Keep your head down and your ass in the air.”

She moves around in the room. With his eyes starring at the pillow under the dildo's base He begins to wonder what she is preparing for him next. The cool breeze that flows around his sore ass feels so welcome.

Metal and plastic sounds startle him. He slightly turns his head and looks as far to the left as he can to get a view. From his view he sees some kind of long, metal stand rolls next to the bed. A long plastic hose seems to hang from something. He can't see what it is.
The plastic hose moves across the bed. He feels her fingers press into his crack. Her touch is cool to his tortured skin. Something cold and wet begin pressed into his hole. Cold fluids are drain into his pussy.
To himself, “An enema! I should have expected that”.
She gingerly pats his sore ass. He flinches.
“You can lie down, now.” But keep the dildo in your mouth.

He eases himself down on his stomach while she speaks. His legs twitch and his feet tingle from the welcome rest. “Pretend that cock is his. Love it with your tongue and lips. Cherish it with your mouth and the time will flow faster.”
he do as she says. He feel a shift in the bed. Her hand glides over his left butt cheek and then his right butt cheek. Her fingers work in-between them and gently push the hose in farther.

“Do you feel the cold water?”

“emmmm hhmmmmm.”

Her hand gently squeezes his right cheek. He flinches from the soreness. “Give it time.” Her hand leaves his skin. A tingle of sensations flows up his back. His hairs stand on end. He feels another shift in the bed's surface.

“I'll be right back.”

Peeing sounds echo in the distance while he loves the contours of the plastic cock. The taste changes as it gets warmer. To himself, “strawberry cream”.

He hears her footsteps nearby. He feels another shift on the bed. Her hand lands gently on his ass left cheek. She squeezes his cheek. The plastic tube sways.

“It's done.”