From deshotel@hic.net Sat Mar 08 13:56:29 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!news.hic.net!news From: deshotel@hic.net Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.enemas Subject: Repost: Alien Slave 6 of 8 Date: Sat, 08 Mar 1997 18:56:29 GMT Organization: Houston Internet Connect (HIC) Lines: 1102 Message-ID: <5fsdc6$gt2@news.hic.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: ppp.hic.net X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.0.82 Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:169558 alt.sex.enemas:27372 The following material is copyrighted. Electronic reproduction is permissable, all other forms are not. If you are under 18 years old do not read. ..al.. SIX When Chad came home he pulled her panties out in the front and looked at her vagina. She still had a few dots of blood on them. "How many times did you wash these?" "Three my master." "Hum, guess you'll have to wear them a while longer. Show me what you learned today." he commented as she went to the computer and displayed the lessons. He nodded approval and they went and ate supper. Afterwards she curled up against him as they watched a video together. After showering together where they washed each others backs he took her into the bed and they exchanged oral sex. He put in a fresh tampon and then snuggled up against her back and went to sleep. The next day she awoke alone again. She went in and found a notepad on the kitchen table telling her in detailed instructions how to dust. Finishing this task in time for lunch she sat in her white panties at the table and looked out at the living room. Studying in the afternoon she was pleased to show him her progress that evening. He told her to change the sheets and then to go wash up. In the bathroom alone she sat on the toilet and tried to take a crap. Usually after being washed out by an enema she knew that she would rarely go the next day. However, she should have gone the day before and didn't. Now she was beginning to get very uncomfortable and gassy. She sat on the toilet quiet a while and tried to go but couldn't. Not surprisingly Chad came to check on her to see what was taking so long. "Are you stopped up?" "Yes my master." she admitted, knowing full well that she would get an enema out of it. Chad, without saying a word reached into a cabinet which Jennifer hadn't explored yet and pulled out a small two liter bag. He then added some flaked soap and filled it with warm water. Next he attached a long slender tip and walked over to where she was seated on the toilet. She stood up and gratefully bent over, holding her tail out of the way with her hand. Leaning with her hands on her knees she felt him greasing her asshole with lubricant. He ran his finger around and around, teasingly poking it inside every now and then. She moaned softly at the good feeling. He then squirted a little water into the toilet getting the air out of the hose. Next she felt the long tip sliding in. She barely had to relax at all as the greased passage easliy accomodated the fluted tip. Hearing a snap she felt the warm rush of soapy water. Just as the pressure was building up she heard the bag sucking air. Chad removed the tip and put the apparatus into the sink. Jennifer remained hunched over letting the soapy water work it's way around inside. She then felt Chad's hands on her distended tummy. He gently, but firmly squeezed her stomach this way and that working the soapy load around inside. "That should take care of it." he said and left. She slowly and carefully sat on the toilet and expelled the contents. Foul smelling and thick she had to flush several times. After nearly half an hour he returned and rinsed her out with plain water. Then he took a shower while she drained. Jennifer was surprised at how good the small enema felt. The built up pressure of the last several days was now gone. She felt totally clean as she stepped from the shower and dried herself. After blow drying her hair and under her shackles she went to bed to her waiting master. He made love to her again. He was right, she thought, as the pain of penetration once again made her scream. The next day she had to wear panties again as she bled more. That night Chad told her that he would have to be going on a trip over the following night. He made love to her for the second night in a row. He still tender vagina stretching open to accept his pulsing penis. In the morning she awoke and took a shower to remove the dried blood from between her legs. Wearing another pair of panties that Chad had left out for her she did as she was told and spent the day in front of the entertainment center. Going to bed alone she felt sort of funny. Jennifer knew that someone should be watching over her but that her master wouldn't be home that night. Unable to sleep she got up and began to explore. First she checked all of the drawers in the bedroom, careful not to disturb the contents of each. She then proceeded to the closets and finished in the large bathroom. She carefully examined all of the equipment in the cabinet where her master had removed the enema bag from. Inside she found a wide array of bags, hoses and tips. Also inside were dildos, butt plugs and various clamps, some of which she had never seen before. She tenatively tried on some of the clamps, first on her nipples and then on her labia. Some hurt quite a bit. Looking through the containers she saw several different types of things to put into enemas. She also saw a paddle and two whips. One was very small and she wondered what anyone would do with a whip that was less than a third of a meter long. Searching through the rest of the large cabinet she came upon a long cylinder object with what looked like an enema tip on the end. It had a handle on the opposite end. She looked at it and then noticed that the handle looked like it pulled out of the cylinder. So, pulling the handle she saw that the shaft came out. The nozzle end had a valve. On the side was a button. Curious about it's operation she filled the sink with water. Not seeing any fill hole she tried to fill it by running water into the nozzle end. That not working she stuck the nozzle in the water and pulled the handle. The handle came back as before but she could hear a sucking sound as the water level in the sink dropped. Once full she pushed the handle in and nothing happened. She kept pushing it in hoping that the water would somehow squirt out the other end. Not doing so she pushed until the handle clicked. She then tried to pull it out and found that it was locked somehow. Suddenly fear flashed through her head as she thought about her master coming home and finding her playing with the equipment. She tried the handle several more times and couldn't get it to work. Then she turned the valve. Finally in desparation she put it into her anus, thinking that the device may only work when it was inside, much like her tail. She turned the valve while it was inside of her and played with the handle. At last she pushed the button and was shocked at how fast and how hard the water rushed into her bottom. The pressure built quickly and she felt a gurgle as it rushed around the first bend. Then, when it felt empty she removed the device and washed the tip in the sink. She then dried it with a towel and put it back into the cabinet. Then running to the toilet she let the water out. After putting the rest of the equipment back in the cabinet she crawled in bed and had nightmares all night. The next day Chad arrived home mid day. He went to his small office / library room and closed the door while Jennifer studied. When he came out he looked over her shoulder and gave her a kiss. Next he went to the large bathroom and she could hear him urinating in the toilet. When he came back into the room he was carrying the evil cylinder that she had played with the night before. "Stand up and bend over my sweet." Seeing the device in his hand she realized that he somehow knew that she had played with it. He inserted it into her anus and pushed the button sending a large load of cold water into her. When done he removed the device. "This should teach you not to play with things which you were not told to play with." he said to her in her bent over position. "Yes master. I am sorry master." "You stay there just like that and think about your little expedition. The next time I leave you alone I expect you the keep your prying fingers out of things that you haven't been told to mess with." Chad went to the bathroom and put up the cylinder. He then left the quarters. She stayed bent over with the cold water inside giving her cramps. She looked at the clock as she heard the door open. She had been there hunched over with the small enema in her butt for over four hours. He went to the bedroom and returned with a small wooden paddle and gave her ten quick wacks. "Have you learned your lesson Jennifer?" "Yes my master." "Go let that out then." he said. When she returned from her trip to the bathroom she found her master at the kitchen table eating. She punched in her own supper and ate, her stomach grumbling. After they ate and watched some entertainment Chad told her to shower. In the bedroom he was sitting on the bed waiting for her. "Since you also seem to be so interested in what is in all these drawers I thought I would show you. Lie down on the bed on your side." Complying Jennifer watched as Chad removed some of the white leather devices from the drawer she had explored the night before. She wondered how he knew she was in there. She knew that she had carefully not disturbed any of the leather goods, knowing that they were all restraint devices of some sort. Chad then went behind her and fastened her arms behind her back in a very tight leather strap that attached to her collar. He pulled it up tight so that it hurt her arms as they were bent behind her back. He then folded her legs at the knee and attached the straps around her thighs and hooked them to her ankle shackles. Next he put a leather gag into her mouth and drew it tight. As the large end was pulled in her jaws had to open to accept it, driving the narrower tip deep into her throat. It was cinched tight at the back of her head with a buckle catch. Chad reached in the drawer and pulled out more leather things which Jennifer didn't recognize. He ran a strap under her waist and around the front of her and tightened the buckle in back. She had to suck in her breath as the nearly five centimeter wide belt pulled into her stomach. On the front of this belt was looped another belt of narrow width. This smaller belt was passed between her legs and to the left of her tail. It was then pulled extremely tight, parting the soft folds of her vagina and digging into her ass. Next her tail was threaded into some sort of braided, hollow tube like thing. He did this in front as he had pulled her tail up between her legs. Nearly half a meter of the braid was worked down onto her tail. Then he attached a head harness around her head. Through a loop on the top he threaded the tail containing braid. Soon she felt it being pulled tight against the sagging belt at the small of her back. He tilted her head down until her chin was resting on the metal of her collar. This made for the shortest possible distance on the tail braid. As it was pulled tight against her belt it tightened it's grip on her tail. After checking the tension he returned to the drawer. Jennifer could not raise up her head without putting extra tension on her now taut tail. She was nearly immobile. Next he tied her knees together with a small leather strap. After finishing all this he took her to the bathroom. Holding her small body, completely restrained by white leather, up to the mirror she could see herself. The whitness of the leather contrasted perfectly with her olive tinted skin. Setting her face down on the bed he whipped her fifty wacks with a whip. Unable to scream or move she simply cried as the pain of the whip set in. When done he placed her, still bound under the covers. "Good night my love." he said and went to sleep. Jennifer cried for nearly a hour at the pain of the whipping and the pain of being tied up in the position she was in. Unable to move she slipped into a nightmare filled sleep. In the morning Chad removed her leg restraints and tail restraints. He then took her, with her rump in the air and had a very dry and rough act of sex with her. Afterwards he removed the rest of her restraints and told her that she was not to dig into any drawers she had not been told to dig into. She promised that she would be good and Chad gave her twenty extra wacks just to make sure. That evening Chad arrived home and examined Jennifer's progress. She had taken a several hour break that day and Chad became disappointed in her. He then took her into the punishment room and tied her down to a rack. Then, taking a thin plastic covered rod he wacked her butt thirty times. The pain was quite intense and the slender rod left clear stripes on her butt. He had lifted her tail for this and after finishing let it go. She tucked it between her legs. Returning a few moments later he had the small whip she had found in the bathroom earlier. He then explained to her what it was for as he tied her up in a backbend position. With her legs securely fastened apart on the rack and her tail tied down he proceed to lash her between the legs. The six tails of the tiny whip popping against her asshole. Being such a tender area this caused her great pain. Some of the whip tails would occasionally land across her labia which also hurt from the tiny lash. When he finished he sent her back into the living room to study. Unable to concentrate she instead focused on the pain of her ass. The slender rod had left long lasting impressions and she couldn't sit down. Her ass and pussy ached from the small whip. After sitting nearly an hour on the same page Chad noticed that she was just staring at it and not really comprehending what she was reading. He told her to get busy and she turned the page. Thirty minutes later she was still on the same page. Fed up with her lack of concentration he took her into the punishment room and tied her up to chains hanging from the ceiling. He then tied her legs to rings on the floor. Taking a long, wide leather whip that was made like an old fashioned razor strop he proceeded to give her a hundred and fifty wacks on her butt. She screamed the entire time and begged for him to stop. He continued his thrashing of her helpless butt. When he stopped she could only cry and wriggle in her restraints at the pain. This had to be the worst whipping she had ever had, including her times at the school. He let her hang there for some time before taking her down and showering her. Once in bed he kissed and fondled her for a while. She barely participated, still hurting from the whipping. He licked on her tender pussy for a long while and then flipped her over onto her stomach. Getting up from the bed Jennifer was sure she was about to be punished again. She flinched as something cold and greasy rubbed up against her anus. She quickly relaxed thinking that she was being greased for an enema. After greasing her good her master put the jar of lubricant on the nightstand. He then dimmed the lights and crawled onto the bed. Soon she felt his rigid member pressing against the abused rosebud of her ass. She tried to relax as it began to stretch her wider and wider. Soon she could feel the tip beginning to enter, yet she was still being stretched wider. The pain mounted as he pressed forward, into her virginal rectum. She screamed out as he kept coming. She wondered when he would be inside. He was larger than the largest enema tip she had ever had inside. Indeed he felt bigger around than the widest part of the largest butt plug that had ever been inserted into her. His penis was very hard and yet was somewhat softer for the first few millimeters than any plastic that had ever entered her. She felt herself stretching wider still to accomodate him. Finally when she thought she could take no more, screaming as loud as she could she felt the tip slide past her spinchter. It felt like a huge hose was being pushed into her. Her tiny ass filled rapidly with his pulsing member. He kept coming and coming as she felt the friction between his penis and her anus. She had relaxed her muscles all she knew how. She felt so open, so helpless. Finally she felt his balls brush up against her tender vagina. He was all the way in now. She felt so full, so open, so helpless. She knew there was no getting away. Her only hope was that he would be done soon. She braced herself as he started sliding back out. The feeling was absolutely the most intense she had ever had. The full length of her master nearly out she knew his direction would soon reverse. Next she felt it coming inside again as she stretched and filled. With every stroke he moved just a little faster. The first stroke had taken over thirty seconds to complete. The tenth was less than four seconds. She felt him push up against her hard at the bottom, his hands grasping her waist just above her hips. With each thrust she screamed at the renewed pain. The lubricant began to thin from the extreme pressure it was under. As it did so she felt more and more friction. Her asshole began to get warm -- and raw. He picked up his pace again and seemed to grow at the same time. She thought she was going to rip apart if he got any larger. With each stroke his already excessively large penis grew even more. She screamed even louder, amazed that the pain kept getting worse and worse. His pace was very fast now and he was very large. Surely, she prayed, he would cum soon. Several thrusts later her prayers were answered, in a way. He thrust one last time, deeper than any previous thrusts. She could feel her delicate anal tissue stretch to the breaking point as the base of his penis began to open her further from the pressure. She could feel the semen pulsing through his member and into her. It felt as if she were being given an enema. A love enema. Finally spent, and exhausted he slumped down on top of her. His great weight forcing her knees out from under her. Thankfully the position also drew him out somewhat so that he was not as deep. Her tail had been pushed to the side and had been beating up against his stomach. It too was sore. He lay there for a long time, his hot breath on the back of her neck beginning to cool. "That was wonderful. It was worth buying you just for that if nothing else." Jennifer didn't say anything, thankful that it was over with. "You'll get used to it more in time. It's like doing it in your pussy, the first time is always the worst. Of course as you stretch out you won't be as tight of a fit but I'm going to keep you for a very long time. You're better than any girlfriend I've ever had. Most wouldn't let me do this with them. Having you does have it's advantages." he said and kissed her softly on the neck and side of the face. Jennifer doubted if she would ever forgive him for this pain. It was worse than any whipping, yet she did feel a certain estacy at the feeling of being stretched to her limit, full of pulsing man. So helpless. Finally he withdrew slowly, every so slowly, letting her get used the feeling of not having anything there. She felt so open, so used. She cried, not from the pain but from the humilation of being in this position. He went to the bathroom and washed up. She lay there awaiting his next move. He came back and ran something small and greasy up her now opened ass. It burned. Smelling a menthol smell she knew why. He took a rag and towel and carefully washed the blood off of her. Then she felt something being pushed inside of her anus. It was large enough to stretch her now shrinking asshole open a bit as it entered. She then felt a thump and he withdrew it. Analyzing the feeling she realized that he had put a tampon up her. She could just feel the roughness of the tiny string on her raw anus. The greasy stuff he had put on her kept the air from burning it but she knew that it would hurt like hell when she pulled the tampon out. Her mother had sometimes used tampons as butt plugs after having given her an enema. The tampon would absorb the moisture inside and swell to gigantic proportions. Of course she later found out that the tampons available on her home world were not like those available on human worlds. Alaytion tampons were much rougher and wider. The one her master had just put in was definitely a human made one. Chad then flipped her over and began kissing her. She had lost all interest in love making at this point and he could tell. Surprisingly he had a large erection. Jennifer was quite surprised as the light caught it. Being not interested was not good, she was quite dry in her vagina. Not that a girl her age had much lubrication to start with but after what he had just put her through she didn't feel like more sex. He forced himself into her and it hurt. Not as bad as the ass fucking he had just given her but still bad enough to make her clench her teeth together. For some reason he stopped and pulled out. She watched as he greased her up with the same jar of lubricant that he had used on her earlier. She watched with fascination as he reinserted himself into her tiny vagina. She could feel herself opening up to him, aided by the friction reducing lubricant. As he bottomed out it began to hurt. He screwed her for a good half an hour before coming inside of her. She was now raw and sore in the front and the back. And her ass was still warm from the strapping she had received earlier. After washing himself he told her to go take a shower. Making quick work of it, unable to stand very well and weak in the knees, she returned to bed. He curled her up and snuggled her close and fell alseep. She lay there for a while listening to him breath, her butt, anus and vagina hurting. The next morning she was awakened by her master pushing himself into her tiny vagina. He had greased himself and hadn't bothered to wake her up. Groggy she yelped as he bottomed out with the resultant pain that that always brought. She could still feel the tiny string of the tampon that she wore in her ass. It had grown in the night and she now felt like she needed to take a crap. Her bladder was also full and being bumped and pushed on with every stroke. She fought the urge to release her urine from the pressure. The more awake she got the more she needed to pee. She wondered if she should dare to beg him to let her go. This morning he wasn't as hard as the night before, but still he was large enough to hurt. She clenched her fists against the pain and the urge to release. His rough face grazed her cheek with every thrust. Finally unable to hold it back longer she got up the courage, "Master I have to pee!" "I'll be done in a few minutes." he panted. "But master I have to go real bad." "Hold it." "Please master I have to go." "Wait until I'm done with you." "Please master!" the urgency in her voice apparent. He gripped her tighter and continued his rhythm. Unable to hold back any longer she let it go, peeing all over her master's penis and soaking the sheets. It felt good to relieve the pressure but she felt the warm feeling as it pooled beneath her ass. Her master continued his thrusts, coming in just five more strokes. His penis grew large and he thrust as deep as he could, pressing her uretha closed and stopping the flow of urine. Then when he relaxed somewhat she could feel the flow resume. Whatever happened she was determine to empty her bladder now. She knew she would be punished but she had to let the pee out. "I told you to hold it. Couldn't wait could you?" "No my master. It hurt." "If it hurt that bad then I guess I need to remind you of what hurt really feels like." he said getting up, pee dripping off of his balls. He went to the bathroom and she lay there in the urine soaked bedding. She knew she was going to be punished now. As expected he returned with an enema bag and a whip. "Pick your legs up." She did as she was told, picking her legs up and holding her ankles. Her butt was now exposed to his ravages. She felt him pull the tampon from her ass. As it swung free she saw that it was covered with blood and somewhat brown. It had plugged her well as she now felt open. She didn't have to feel that way long, however, as he greased her with something that burned. Next she felt a large enema tip being pushed in. It settled in to a natural position and she felt the water coming in. It was hot and it was soapy. Before the pressure had built up to where she could feel it she felt the sting of the whip on her buttocks. He diliberatly aimed at the hose dangling out of her asshole. She could feel it being rammed further in with each lash. On only the second wack she began to scream. Still, she held her legs up as she had been told. After seventy-five painful lashes with the whip the bag was empty. Still he continued to whip her now burning ass. At ninety he noticed the bag was empty and stopped to shut it off. The cramps were very painful now and Jennifer tried her best to hold it in. Lying there in a puddle of urine she could feel the enema water begin to leak out. Her tiny asshole could no longer restrain it, having been stretched to it's limits the night before. Chad saw this and his face turned angry. He got up and went to the punishment room. Soon he returned with a larger enema bag and a hose with a ballon on the end. He roughly removed the tip in Jennifer. Realizing that she was about to get a double dose she strained her muscles as hard as she could and the water just gushed out of her. She had managed to get nearly half of it out before the entrance of the new hose slowed the flow. She clenched her fists again and pushed, spewing forth yet another torrent of hot, soap and shit filled water. He calmly began to pump the device attached to the hose. She was just coming to the end of her muscle limits as she felt the deamon growing inside of her ass. It kept getting larger and larger as he pumped. She strained and beared down again but nothing came out. Realizing that she had lost she lay still and accepted her fate as he turned on the water. He continued to pump the ballon inside of her. It had now expanded to a very large size, it's full 300 cc capacity and felt like a large ball inside. Jennifer totally relaxed her anal muscles knowing that there was no way that the water was going to get out now. The water from the new bag, a full four liters, was flowing rapidly into her now. It was again hot, even hotter than last time. It was so hot that it burned and caused her pain. She could also feel the sting of the soap inside. As she filled she could feel the pressure of the water increasing. It began to really hurt only halfway through the bag. She hadn't received a four liter enema in quite a few weeks now, since the first few days at the school. She began to scream from the pain as the bag was passing the three quarter empty point. She was breathing fast and shallow as it emptied itself into her now bloated midsection. Chad ran his hand over her belly and gave it a few firm squeezes. It hurt for him to do this and she knew that he knew it. He then put a finger inside of her vagina and wormed it around a bit. It didn't feel good. She realized that her vagina was being pressed smaller now by the pressure of the water inside but could do nothing about it, being totally plugged by the ballon catheter. Chad clicked the stop cock on the hose. "Keep you feet up." he said and proceeded to give her fifty more lashes on her now tender rump. She could feel every tail on the whip. The pain somehow amplified by the pain of being this full. She began to reconsider having peed on her master. Stopping he told her to get up. She rose slowly and carefully, every movement causing pain to her bloated belly. She was sure that if she moved too quickly that she would burst. As she stood up she became dizzy and had to sit back down on the rail of the bed, the hose still dangling from her ass. Chad attached a clamp to the hose and separated the inflator. Then another clamp and he separated the fill hose from the catheter. He then took some tape and wrapped a cord around the hose and taped it off. Next he taped the other end of the cord, which was elastic, to her thigh, just above her left knee. It exerted pressure on the hose and brought the ballon up against the inside of her anus. The pressure of it hurt. It was already obvious to Jennifer that any and all movement would be amplified by the movement of the catheter in her anus. "Stand up." he ordered. She carefully stood, the cord tightening up the catheter inside. She sobbed at the pain of her ass and the enema inside. "Now clean up your mess. Wash the mattress down with soap and water and then use disinfectant #4 on it." Jennifer walked slowly to the bathroom to get the things to clean with. Every step pulled down on the tube in her ass causing more pain. Her skin on her buttocks flexed, causing the lash marks to open up and hurt. She ran her hand across it and wasn't too surprised to find it covered with blood. Returning to the bedroom she saw the mess she had made. In the middle of the bed was a large puddle of water, shit and blood and pee. Some of the blood was from her whipping and some was from being sodomized the night before. It was hard to tell which. She got somewhat dizzy looking at it. It was so much. The pressure of the four liter enema hurt and every so often she had to pause to let the pain pass. She stripped the sheets off and put them in the laundry, thankful that it would clean even the worst mess. Then she wiped down the water mattress and cleaned it with disinfectant. She carefully wiped the side rails and the crevices, aware of the vast amount of water in her own crevice. Every movement was painful. Crawling up on the bed to clean and having to bend over put pressures on the hose inside. Even her slightest movement could be felt in her ass. Finished with the bed she wiped up some of the spots on the floor. Chad walked in and saw what she was doing and saw that the blood that still dripped from her ass was causing most of it. He then returned with a rag soaked with alcohol and wiped down her ass while she scrubbed the floor. She screamed from the pain but continued to work, praying that it would soon be over with. He jiggled the hose a few times to make sure that it was still taut. She let out a screech each time. When she was done she put the things up in their proper place in the bathroom and stood up and looked at her blood streaked ass. The alcohol wash had cleared most of the blood except for the worst marks which still oozed a little. She was looking at herself when her master walked in. "Pretty huh? It'll probably leave more scars on your pretty little ass but you need to learn to obey." "Yes master." she said falling to her knees in front of him, the motion transmitted to her anal entrance. "When I tell you to hold it I mean for you to hold it. And when I give you an enema you are to hold it until I tell you to let it out. Spewing all over my hand isn't funny. Now stand up and bend over the counter." Jennifer did as she was told fearing that she was about to be whipped some more. She watched as Chad took some powder from the cabinet and dusted it onto her bleeding ass. It stung severly and she cried as the powder soaked into the blood, effectivly clotting it. He watched for several minutes and dabbed a little more on here and there. Then he reached around and fondled her enlarged belly. "Feels full to me. How do you like it?" "It hurts my master." "Good, it is supposed to hurt. You have been a very bad girl." "Yes my master. Please forgive me my master. I promise to try harder to please you master. I love you master and will do anything you say." "You say that now. Now that you are hurting, but will you remember it later when the pain is gone? I wonder." he then took her arms and attached her wrist shackles to her collar using some small clips. Then he took some of the clamps out of the cabinet that she had seen earlier. He rubbed her nipples to get them aroused. Tried as she could she couldn't stop them from getting hard. Her own nipples betrayed her. When they were hard he attached the painful clamps and tightened them down. She cried at the pain. Several minutes went by as she adjusted to the new pain. Her master just watched her cry. As her tears began to subside he attached a stretch cord between the clamps, pulling her nipples towards each other. This cause more pain and more crying. He then attached two more clamps to her inner labia, attaching them high up. These two clamps were weighted with small weights. As her crying subsided from this she grimaced against the pain. The enema still churned inside her and her skin hurt from being stretched out so much. As she stood there on the bathroom floor she watched as he returned from the punishment room with a device like she had never seen before. It appeared to be a harness of some sort. He attached it with a strap running to the ring on the front of her collar to hold it up. Two more ran around her uncomfortablly full abdomen and laced in the back. The straps held a ball like thing that looked like the metronome on a clock. It had a motor and some gears. Once tightened down Chad looked at her and flicked the switch. The motor whirred and the ball slowly moved back on it's lever. Then, without warning, it came crashing down against her stomach. The pain felt like being punched. Already full inside from the enema she felt like a barrel full of water being sloshed. The little motor kept whirring pulling the spring back on the ball to once again send it crashing done on her full stomach. "It's called a thumper and is usually left on for very long periods of time to torture prisoners on Telleris. Holding as much water as you are it is also quite effective on a full belly." "Master ... please stop it, it hurts!" she screamed as the ball fell again. "Of course it does, you've been a bad girl and you need to be punished. That is why you are bad, isn't it? To be punished?" "Master, please!" she begged as the ball fell again, sending vibrations through her. He responded by swinging the weights hanging from her pussy. He left her there in the bathroom with the evil thing thumping her painfully full belly. She cried, rising to a cresendo with ever stroke. After a little while he returned and turned the thumper off. "Had enough?" "Yes my master, I promise I won't be bad again." the pain in her pussy, ass, belly and nipples reminding her of how much it hurt to be bad. "Good. Remember that." he said and slowly removed the harness of the thumper. He then undid her hands from her neck. "Now go make the bed." "Yes master." she answered, not daring to ask him to remove the clamps. When she was finished she went into the living room where he was reading something from a book. "Come here." he ordered. She walked over to him and he removed the clamps and weights from her vagina and nipples. As the blood rushed back into the clamped areas she cried at the newfound pain. When he was done he untaped the catheter from her leg. "You now have two tails." He grabbed the catheter and led her backwards back into the punishment room, looking at the neatly made bed as he passed. Once in the room he led her to the toilet there and release the clamp on the hose holding the water in. It streamed out in a nice round stream into the toilet. "Aim it at the toilet." Jennifer did as she was told, grateful to being relieved of the pressure of the four liter enema. Although the water was leaving the hose the pain of the large balloon inside remained. She knew that she was going to get something else if he was leaving it inside. Her suspicions were confirmed when he returned with a small, closed top enema bag. He squirted the hose to let the air out of it into the toilet as she ran her water in like a boy peeing standing up. She could smell the alcohol in the bag. "Please master, I promise to be good from now on." she begged. "I know you will be but I think you need a little reminder. And also an interesting enema. This is whiskey. It's an alcoholic beverage served on Terra. It's approximately 50% alcohol and makes an interesting enema." he said watching as the stream leaving Jennifer's hose began to taper off. He then reached down and took it from her and inserted the tip of the new bag into the hose leading to her ass. "Walk over here." He lead her to a wall hook and attached her hands to it while she held the small bag. It didn't hold much more than a liter but she knew without a doubt that it would hurt. Anything her master termed as interesting was bound to hurt. After fastening her hands he fastened her legs, slightly spread apart and hung the bag on a hook high above her head. He turned on the clip and let the evil liquid begin to flow. "It's going to burn for a while. After it stops burning you have maybe fifteen minutes before you start to get lightheaded. Being as small as you are I'm only giving you a liter, mixed with some half a liter of water. That'll get you plenty drunk." he said and watched as, true to his word, the liquid began to burn inside of Jennifer's young intestines. The hot feeling flushed her face as she let out a long moan. The fluid shot around inside of her quite easily, her intestines already stretched out and kink free from the four liter washing she had received. The large bore hose inside allowed for a complete unrestricted flow of whiskey into her small insides. The burning increased faster than the pressure. The bag emptied long before she thought it should have judging from the pressure. But with the burning it was hard to tell. When it finished emptying the evil into her he disconnected the hose and clamped off the catheter. Chad sat and watched as Jennifer squirmed to get away from the pain inside. She writhed this way and that trying to stop it but couldn't. He watched her young tender body wriggle against the rentless shackles she had to wear. Keeping an eye on his watch he viewed her as she begin to slow down from the alcohol working it's magic on her. Jennifer began to feel funny as the enema worked. Soon everthing seemed to slow down and she sagged against her restraints. Then she felt her master taking her down from the wall. The pain began to subside, leaving only pressure. She felt the pressure of the inflated balloon and the pressure of her own inflation by the enema. She fell limp against Chad's arms. He took her into the living room and laid her down on the floor. Jennifer watched as he moved her, unable to move herself. It seemed like she was watching a video as things happened but she had no control over them. The noise level in her ears increased like it did when she slept. But the difference now was that she was awake. Everything seemed far away. She watched as Chad attached nipple clamps to her and tightened them down. She felt the pain but didn't scream. It didn't seem to be as bad as before. She looked down and saw how the tender flesh of her nipples was pressed between the jaws of the clamps and knew that it should hurt. Chad flicked them some and she watched them wiggle. He then took them off, satisified that she was indeed drunk. She felt herself being carried to the torture room and he wiggled the hose in her butt. She felt some of the pressure release from inside to something more comfortable. She stood there, held by her neck to something. She reached back and felt the hose hanging from her butt and pulled on it. It didn't come out. She then felt Chad working on her butt and something went out of her. She felt a sharp thud inside of her but didn't know what it was. Then he was talking to her but she couldn't understand what it was that he was saying. She then felt coldness inside. She turned around and realized that he was giving her another enema. This one was four liters as the bag was large and still full. She turned back to look at the wall. Soon she felt pressure and turned around to look at the bag. It was flat and floppy. Chad was standing behind her smiling. Next she felt him doing something to her ass and the pressure went away inside of her. That was the last thing she remembered. Jennifer awoke with her head pounding. She had never felt like this. Her mouth was dry and tasted bad. She tried to get up and couldn't, finally realizing that she was tied to the bed. She lay there, her head hurting wondering what had happened. Dozing in and out of sleep she finally awoke to feel Chad untying her. "Good morning beautiful. I'll bet your head hurts." "It does my master. May I ask what happened?" "Sure. Remember the whiskey enema I gave you?" "I think so, it hurt so bad." "Everything after that is sort of blurry isn't it?" "Yes master." "As expected. You see the alcohol is absorbed rapidly through the intestines and into your blood. You get drunk very quickly and very thourghly. Unlike drinking you can't throw it up and get better. To get better you have to let it out. Then it takes a while for your system to clear so a large plain water enema held for a long time helps to draw the alcohol out. I only gave you a little under two liters of half whiskey. You held it for two hours before I let it out. Then I gave you a four liter enema and had you hold that for three hours. After that you passed out. That was day before yesterday. I think you finally came to yesterday but you went back out again several times so I let you sleep." "I've been out for two days?" she asked, surprised at what had happened. "Yes you have my love. How do you feel?" "Sore all over, my stomach hurts very bad, my mouth tastes bad, my nose is stopped up and my head is hurting. Please master no more, I'm begging, please stop." "I stopped two days ago. I think you've learned your lesson. I had you last night in the ass and it felt real good. Since you were passed out you couldn't tense up. Maybe I'll start using muscle relaxers on you. That is probably why your ass hurts so much, you bled a little more." "Master, I promise I won't be bad anymore." she begged, unaware that he wasn't going to punish her any more until her butt healed up, both inside and out. "Good, you're tiring me out." Chad said, undoing the straps that held her to the bed. She then went to the bathroom and cleaned up. At breakfast Chad gave her instructions for the day which included more math studies. That evening was fairly quiet as she had done everything she should have done. Chad was content to just snuggle up that night. The following day they went out to a dinner at which Chad had dressed her nicely in a jumpsuit. He left her shackles on, in full view and brought her with him to the party. "Is this your slave Chad?" a woman asked. "Yes it is. Jennifer, meet Lakikia my navigator." Chad said. Jennifer bowed deeply as she had been taught. She kept very quiet, aware that she would be punished if she acted up and embarassed her master. "Chad, I can't believe that you would have an Alaytian slave girl. You could have anyone you want -- including me." Lakikia said. "Well she is fairly well behaved. And she doesn't give me near the trouble you do." Chad said to a round of laughter from the other people around. "So are you actually humping her?" one of the men asked. "What else do you do with a slave?" was the reply. Lakikia blushed at this comment. She kept eyeing Jennifer, paying particular notice to the slave's shackles. "We went twenty light-years out of our way for this?" another man said looking at Jennifer. "I've done more for less. Besides what's your complaint you get paid the same." Chad commented. The conversation eventually got around to other topics, much to Jennifer's relief. She disliked having everyone staring at her. Several drinks later Lakikia came up to Chad and asked him if she could take Jennifer to the restroom. He shrugged his shoulders and motioned for Jennifer to follow the navigator. Once in the restroom Jennifer went to the stall pointed out by the woman. Lakikia took the stall next to her. "So what is it like to be a man's slave?" "It is very nice." "Does he whip you?" "Yes mistress." "Why are you calling me mistress?" "Because I was taught that the proper form of address for a man is master and the proper form of address for a woman is mistress. My master has temporarily made you my mistress while I am in your care." "Oh. I guess I never thought of it that way. Does he whip you hard?" "Yes mistress." "And you like it?" "Yes mistress." Jennifer said, wiping herself and flushing the toilet. "I see he has shackles on you. Does he make you wear them all the time?" "Yes mistress." Jennifer opened the stall door and Lakikia was primping in the mirror. She turned around as Jennifer walked out. "I don't know if I could do what you do. I don't mind a man taking charge but to stand there and let him whip you..." Jennifer stood with her head down. Lakikia tilted her head, thinking about something. She then walked over to Jennifer and looked closely at the girl's shackles. She then ran her hand on Jennifer's back and then across the slave's butt. Jennifer tensed up a little. "Does that hurt?" "Yes mistress." "I wish I could see it." Jennifer slowly unzipped her jumpsuit and disrobed for Lakikia. The navigator just stood there, shocked that the slave would do such a thing for her. Jennifer then removed her panties and set them on the floor beside her jumpsuit. Lakikia gawked at the young girl's body. She went around back and looked at Jennifer's buttocks and thighs. "Did Chad do this to you?" "Some of it my mistress." Jennifer answered. "Who did the rest?" "The slave training school I was in when my master bought me." "How old are you?" she asked. "Fourteen mistress." Jennifer answered, thinking that it would be worth lying about this time. "I've never seen an Alaytion. I guess I never realized that your tail was so long. May I touch it?" "Yes mistress." Jennifer said and raised it up into Lakikia's hand. Lakikia then looked at the labia rings Jennifer had and saw the marks on the young girl's vagina and inner things. "He whips you on your pussy?" "Yes mistess. I was being very bad." "What on earth did you do to deserve such a whipping?" "I peed on him while he was having sex with me and then let my punishment enema out in the bed my mistress." Jennifer answered. "You peed on him? Punishment enema? I never would have dreamed of peeing on a man, especially while he was making love to me. Well, I guess you did deserve to be punished in some way. But from the marks on you I would say that he was a bit excessive. So he gives you enemas to punish you. How quaint. I never could hold one long either. Guess that would be punishment to have to hold one for a while." "I didn't just let it out. I pushed as hard as I could to make it come out and I kept pushing while he tried to get the next one into me." Jennifer said. "Next one? Was he trying to give you two at once?" "No mistress. He didn't decide to give me the second one until I spilled the first. I was mad at him for not letting me up to pee, it was early in the morning and I had been tied up all night. He then took me without letting me go pee first. So I peed on him. He then got mad and gave me the enema. It hurt so bad that I let some leak. At first it was an accident. Then I realized that I would punished for that little leak so I decided to just get it all out at once, as fast as I could before he gave me the next one." "How did you know he would give you another?" "Because my mistress, a slave always gets a refill when she leaks. And the next one is always bigger." "Do you enjoy it when he gives you an enema?" "Yes mistress." "Why?" "Because it feels good. Unless of course it is a really big one. And master almost always makes love to me afterwards or during." "He makes love to you while you are getting an enema... how perverted. Giving enemas to your lover is odd enough, granted that a warm enema can sometimes feel good, but to have one and then have sex while holding it in .. yuck!" "It is very pleasurable for master." "For a sick mother fucker like Chad I guess. It's a good thing he didn't take a shine to me, I doubt it would have lasted long." Lakikia said and then added, "Put your clothes back on." Jennifer dressed quickly as Lakikia watched. The two then went back to the party. When they found Chad, Lakikia said a few pleasantries and departed for other groups. They ate a nicely prepared meal, served by waiters in what appeared to Jennifer to be a restaurant of some sort. At least it looked like the place was usually used for food preparation. From the size of this spaceship she had little doubt that there were enough people living her to be able to have such facilities.