Archive-name: Changes/pamela7.txt
Archive-author: Pamela (tv)
Archive-title: Pamela's Story - 7


                                CHAPTER VII

     When I came to, I was still seated in the chair.  My head and arms
were still imprisoned as before but my legs had been released.  I was
thankful that the motor powering the cursed vibrator had been turned off.
As the cobwebs disappeared from my brain, I felt an odd sensation in my
penis.  With my head still anchored to the chair, I couldn't look down to
see what was different, but it felt like there was something inside me.  It
was a vague burning sensation that I had never experienced before.  When
the last restraint was removed, I looked down and was horrified at the
sight of an eighteen inch plastic tube emerging from the tip of my penis
and dangling between my legs.  A retaining clip was fastened about half way
down its length and the clear plastic revealed a yellow fluid behind the
clip.  They had put a catheter in me!

     "MMMeow, mmmurgl, ggguuurgl," I was humiliated!  As I reached down to
grab the thing, Sabina grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them.  These were a
pair of Smith & Wesson hinged handcuffs that I had heard about but never
seen before.  If the keyhole is positioned on the forearm side of the
hinge, the wearer cannot free himself even if he had the key, because the
hinged connection forces the wrists to remain parallel to each other.

     "DON'T PANIC, pamela.  That's only a Foley catheter and you might as
well get used to it, because it's part of your third and final punishment."
Sabina reprimanded me as she clicked the cuffs into place.  Each woman
grabbed me under the arm pits, "we're going to help you get up, Pamela.  Go
slow, and the plug in your butt will come out fairly easily considering how
stretched out you must be."

     I still was in shock over what they had just done to me as they
supported me in my effort to stand up.  My gag whistled as I drew in a deep
breath.  Getting the widest part past my sphincter was the hardest, but
after several seconds of steady upward pressure, I freed myself from the
invader.  After the thing was clear of my ass, the weakness in my legs
caused me to wobble on the six inch heels.  My ass felt like there was a
tunnel running through it, compliments of the motorized butt plug.

     They continued to support my upper body until confident I could stand
alone.  When they released me, I once again grabbed at the thing and tried
to pull it out.

     "DON"T PAMELA, you'll only hurt yourself.  There's a small balloon
inflated inside your bladder which prevents removal and the only way to
deflate it is with a syringe.  It's not coming out until I SAY SO."  Sabina
coldly stared into my eyes as I was once again defeated.  "Now your last
punishment is fairly complex and it'll probably prove to be the most
difficult of the three, but I'm sure you will admire its ingenuity."

          Just as Kay placed a metal saw horse shaped frame in front of me, my
attention was diverted by the noises coming from the other side of the
room.  Susie was standing over an oak box on all fours with her hands and
feet about two feet apart.  Both ends of the box had a set of stocks which
effectively confined Susie's hands and feet and forced her into a bent over
position.  The noises were coming from behind the full harness ball gag
fastened securely around her head as she struggled in vain to free herself.
The clipped Foley inserted inside her bladder swung beneath her crotch.
Her beautifully shaped rump was prominently displayed and her milky white
breasts hung freely below her.  She was totally naked.

     "I suppose you're wondering why Susie's fastened inside that box.
When we went upstairs to check on her, she had taken off all her mistress's
clothing and was sitting naked on the bed crying her eyes out.  She was
very upset that she whipped your nipples.  Kay and I comforted her until
she calmed down enough to explain that she would never consider trying to
be a mistress again.  She was much happier being a slave and begged Kay to
take her back.  Kay is so fond of Susie that it didn't take long for her to
agree, but there was one condition.  In order to prove her sincerity, she
would have to go through slave initiation rites in the form of a punishment
identical to your third ordeal.  Even though she didn't know what we
intended to do, she hugged Kay in gratitude and agreed without hesitation.
Now-----spread your legs Pamela," Sabina knelt down to attach a four foot
long spreader bar between my ankles, "we need to get along with your
punishment."  A padlock on the leather cuffs secured each ankle to the ends
of the bar and to the legs of the horse.

     As I stood unsteadily before her, she applied a set of thumbcuffs with
a short chain dangling from the center portion.  I wondered what purpose
they could serve as my arms were already locked helplessly together.  The
answer came quickly as she bent me over the horse by pulling down on my
imprisoned thumbs and padlocked the chain to an eye in the center of the
spreader bar.

     "Isn't it delightful the way their asses are displayed, Sabina?
Wouldn't you just love to give them a paddling?"  Kay stood behind Susie
while stroking both of her cheeks.

     "There'll be enough time for that later, Kay.  It's important that we
stick with the game plan."  Sabina was busy doing something in front of a
cabinet on the wall behind me.

     As Kay continued to take advantage of Susie's helpless condition,
Sabina handed her something and wheeled the box over so Susie was
positioned directly in front of me.

     "Pamela, Susie, I want you to pay attention.  Kay and I each have a
double enema catheter which we're going to put inside you.  It will not
harm you in any way, but you will feel some pressure as we inflate the
balloons.  This device is a necessary part of your punishment as you will
see later."

     "Kay, do you remember how to use these?"

          "Yeah, I think so. If I have any difficulty I'll let you know."

     "Perhaps you should tend to Pamela and I'll take care of Susie.  It's
already lubricated so I think you'll find it very easy to insert,
considering how 'prepared' she must be."

     I felt the pressure of the enema against my "pussy" as Kay applied
the pressure to guide it home.  To my embarrassment, it slid home quite
easily because of the tunnel created by the butt plug.  I heard Susie moan
as Sabina performed the more difficult task of insertion into Susie's tight
ass hole.  "MMMeooowwwff", Susie howled as the balloon inside her inflated
and the one on the outside expanded to create a very effective, leak-proof
seal at her anus.

     After observing that Sabina had squeezed the bulb a half dozen times,
she applied a like number to my own and I whistled through my gag as the
thing expanded inside me.

     "Before you remove the bulb Kay, let me check the pressure."  Sabina
gave a test squeeze to the bulb.  "It isn't inflated enough Kay.  Pamela's
a lot bigger than she used to be down there."  After a dozen more squeezes
of the bulb, she was satisfied that I was totally filled and incapable of
expelling the device.  She had Kay give a squeeze so she could feel the
back pressure in the bulb and Kay nodded her understanding.

     Kay walked behind Susie to perform the same test.  I heard Susie gasp
again as she pumped still more air into the balloons.

     "Don't blow it up too much or there won't be enough room later."
Sabina and Kay laughed as they detached the bulbs from their ports and put
them back in the cabinet.

     "This is an excellent way to keep your subjects under control, even
without any other restraints.  If the slave doesn't have access to the
syringe or the squeeze bulb, it's impossible to remove the catheters.  I
usually use it on my slaves when they have to leave the house for any
length of time so they won't forget who's in control.  Evacuation of the
bowels is impossible and it's very humiliating for them to have to remove
the retaining clip in order to urinate.  It allows you to send the slave
out alone on errands without fear that they will run away."

     "I'll keep that in mind Sabina.  It will be very useful in training
some of my more unruly slaves."

     Sabina and Kay picked up two sturdy looking metal frames and set each
one down behind Susie and me.  Constructed in the shape of an "H" lying on
its side, there were numerous leather straps of varying lengths and widths
attached along each segment.  Working in unison, they tended to Susie
first, leaving me spread out over the horse.  Kay supported the frame while
Sabina released Susie's hands from the box and strapped them tightly to the
ends of the top portion of the frame.  She then fastened three more straps
around each of her arms so that they were now extended straight out along
the top section and away from the sides of her body.  A six inch wide
leather belt with three roller buckles anchored the vertical portion to her
slender waist.  This segment was contoured to follow the general shape of
her spine and was now pressed tightly against it.  For additional support,
two more straps were buckled firmly above and below her beautiful breasts.
A chain was locked to a ring at each end of the top section of the frame,
leaving about two feet of slack.  Another chain was locked between the
center of the bottom section and a ring bolt in the floor.

     Attached to the ceiling immediately above us was a Genie screw drive
garage door opener.  A fixed ring was installed in place of the usual door
bracket fitting and was located at roughly the center point of the track.
Two lines were attached to the ring and ran in opposite directions along
the length of the drive mechanism, through a pulley, and terminated with a
hook at the end of each line.  The hook over Susie was suspended about two
feet higher than the one which hung above me.  After releasing Susie's feet
from the box, Sabina pressed the remote control button.  As the fixed ring
traveled along its track, the hook over Susie descended toward her, while
the one over me was lifted toward the ceiling.  She hit the button again to
stop its downward travel, attached the hook to the chain, and then hit the
button once more to reverse directions.  Susie was lifted off the floor as
Kay withdrew her support of the securely fastened slave.  As the drive
mechanism encountered the resistance of the frame-to-floor connection, the
motor turned off automatically leaving Susie suspended by her arms and
torso about two feet off the floor.

     After Kay wheeled the box out of the way, she produced a pair of black
patent lace-on shoes with six inch heels, slipped them onto Susie's feet
and tied off the laces.  Twin leather cuffs were buckled to each of her
ankles and padlocked to the ends of the bottom section of the frame.  This
last bit of confinement forced Susie's legs obscenely apart and displayed
all the charms of her hairless pussy lips.  Her face flushed with
humiliation and embarrassment over the dangling catheter as she whimpered
from behind her gag.

     Sabina hit the remote button again lowering Susie to the floor.  As
soon as her high heeled feet touched the floor, she stopped the motor and
mounted a stepladder to adjust the automatic shutoff switch so that Susie's
up and down travel would be limited to the two foot range established.

     Susie's Mistress now stood directly in front of her and used her long
red fingernails to trace small circles around each of her nipples.  "You
have such delightfully spongy boobies my dear.....Sabina, you wouldn't
happen to have another pair of those nipple clamps, would you?  We
shouldn't neglect Susie's tits."

     "They're hanging on the wall over there, Kay.  I'll get them for you."
As Kay removed the gold rings from Susie's pierced nipples, sounds of
protest emerged from behind her gag and Susie jerked as much as the bondage
would allow.  From the looks of her struggles, it was clear that she had
worn the clamps before and didn't enjoy the experience one bit.  With a
well practiced hand, Kay gently manipulated each of Susie's nipples until
they stiffened.  Susie's eyes were wide above her gag as she anticipated
Kay's next move.

          "MMMeowaarrf, oooowww, oooohhh", Susie screamed as the first clamp was
tightened in place.  "Mmmfff, mmmaaarg, ooohhh", the second didn't feel any
better as her moaning continued.  Kay gave the connecting chain a gentle
tug to test the tension on Susie's distended nipples.  "Wwwofff, mmmfff,
mmmrrrg", Susie was desperately trying to tell her Mistress to take them
off, but Kay casually ignored her, and hit the remote button to raise Susie
off the floor once again.

     "Stop fretting Susie.  I know your tits are still extremely sensitive
from the whipping they got this morning, but after all, you did agree to go
through with this initiation.  Besides, you've worn them before and you
know the pain will diminish as they numb up under the pressure of the
clamps.  It shouldn't take but a few minutes."  Kay stood before her
elevated slave and tried to reassure her, all the while caressing Susie's
tits and lower abdomen in a sumptuous display.  Kay's attentions had no
effect on her as she continued to react to the fire in her nipples.

     "I'm sure she'll be alright Kay.  Why don't you come over here and
help me do Pamela."

     Kay stood on her tiptoes and kissed each of Susie's tormented tits
before she reluctantly withdrew to join Sabina.

     It was my turn.  I had little doubt as to what they planned for me,
since I had continually strained my neck from my bent over position to
follow the progress of Susie's immobilization.  Working as a team once
more, Sabina removed the cuffs from my hands while Kay supported the second
frame behind me.  The hanging hook was then attached to the chain spanning
the length of the top portion of the frame.  It was useless for me to
resist considering how wide my legs were spread, combined with the
uncertain balance contributed by the six inch heels.

     Except for the difference in our gags, my bondage was identical to
Susie's.  My upper body was welded to the frame.  I could feel the
constriction caused by the pressure of the straps around my chest and waist
compounding the breathing difficulty I was already having with the corset.

     "Those pumps might fall off, Sabina.  Why don't we have her change
into another pair."

     Kay unlocked my legs from the horse and used the remote control to
raise me off the floor.  She stopped the mechanism from completing its
cycle with another touch of the control, leaving both Susie and me
suspended about one foot from the floor.  She then removed the spreader bar
and locked my leather cuffs to the ends of the bottom section of the frame.
Now totally helpless, it was no problem for her to slip the red patent
leather t-strap pumps with six inch heels on my feet and fasten the small
buckles.  Like Susie, I flushed red with embarrassment when I stared down
at the catheter dangling between my legs.

     "Well Sabina, that should just about do it for now.  Let's go upstairs
and get those other items we talked about."  Kay had a broad smile on her
face.  "Don't go away ladies.  We'll be back in a couple of minutes,"
Sabina said as they both headed up the stairs.
          During the short time they were away, I tested the effectiveness of
their restraints.  I strained my arms trying to break any of the leather
straps that secured them.  I pulled my legs trying to break free from the
cuffs that kept my legs spread so indecently apart.  The leather creaked in
response to my efforts, but would not give way.  I should have known
better.  I could see the full extent of my bondage mirrored by Susie right
in front of me, and finally realized that it was futile to try and break
free.  I just hung there and waited, the dull pain in my tits was beginning
to throb and I was reminded of the searing pain that would surely occur
when the clamps were eventually removed.

     Sabina returned to the Toy Room carrying what appeared to be a one
gallon thermos jug and a long rubber tube.  Kay followed closely behind
carrying an ice bucket with some cords hanging out from underneath the lid
as well as two full enema bags.  I could make a pretty good guess as to
what they planned to do, and I was certain that I wasn't going to like it.

     Without saying a word, Sabina approached me in a businesslike fashion
and brought the tube toward my plugged mouth.  There was a 1/2" wide enema
nozzle fixed to the end which she inserted in the hole of my gag---she had
to push a little because of the tight fit.  She then looped a large rubber
band around the narrower base of the nozzle and pulled the remainder over
my head to make sure it wouldn't come out.  She used a clothespin to clip
off the tube and slipped the remaining end over the spigot at the bottom of
the jug.  After mounting the stepladder, she hung the jug from a hook in
the ceiling and opened the spigot.  Kay handed her the enema bags one at a
time, and these were also suspended from the ceiling with their clipped
tubes dangling to the floor.  After descending the ladder, Sabina walked
behind Susie and attached one of the enema bag tubes to the fluid port on
the outside of the enema.

     As she walked behind me, my ass cheeks clenched involuntarily when I
realized her intentions but, helpless as I was, she had no trouble
connecting the second enema bag.

     Kay was busy threading one of the lines from the ice bucket through a
pulley in the ceiling.  One end of the cord was frozen through the center
of a large three inch square ice cube which she placed in Susie's left hand
and told her to hold on to it.  Susie had a quizzical look in her eyes but
did as she was told.  Her Mistress then tied the other end of the line to a
five pound lead weight, demonstrated its heft to Susie and left it to
dangle, supported only by Susie's grip on the ice cube.  She then tied the
end of another cord to the weight and passed it behind the chain on Susie's
nipple clamps, pulled it over toward me and passed it behind my own nipple
chain, then back to the weight where it was tied off.

     Susie and I were starting to get the picture.  If she lets go of the
ice cube, the weight will fall and yank the nipple clamps from our tits.  I
didn't even want to think about how that would feel.  Susie looked
anxiously at me and then the ice cube as its purpose became evident to her
as well.

     Kay rigged up additional lines, weights and ice cubes so that when she
was finished, both Susie and I were holding an ice cube in each of our
hands. The one in my left hand supported a weight attached to the tube clip
on Susie's enema bag---the one in my right supported a weight attached to
the tube clip on my own.  Susie's right hand held a cube supporting a
weight attached to the tube clip on the thermos jug while the
aforementioned cube in her left supported the weight attached to our nipple
clamps.

     "There.  That just about does it."  Sabina was beaming at her own
ingenuity.  "There's just one more thing to do."  I was horrified once
again as she picked up a plastic tube and coupled the ends of the two
catheters together.

     I heard Susie gasp in shock from behind her gag at the realization of
what was being done to us.  I pleaded unintelligibly, hoping that they
would change their minds.

     "Well Kay, it seems like they understand their situation fully now.
Let the fun begin!"  She hit the remote button causing Susie to be lifted
toward the ceiling while I was lowered to the floor perched on the six inch
heels.  The jerk at the start of my descent almost caused me to loose my
grip on the cubes.

     "Now pay attention slaves.  I expect you to hold on to those ice cubes
while Kay and I go upstairs to freshen up.  I'm sure you understand the
consequences if any of them should slip from your hands.  Oh, one more
thing.....if I catch you holding on to the cord instead of the ice, you
will stay in your present positions and receive 50 strokes from my cane.
The pain from that will most certainly cause you to let go of them.  If
you're successful in hanging on, this punishment just might end before any
of them melt away."  Sabina paced slowly back and forth as she spoke.
Turning to Kay she said, "They're ready.  Do you want to do the honors or
should I."

     "Oh, I think you should Sabina.  After all, the catheters were your
idea."

     She removed the clips from each of the catheters and I immediately saw
the clear plastic of the tube turn to yellow as Susie's urine left her
bladder and, due to her higher elevation, force its way into my own.  It
didn't take long for me to feel the pressure, considering the compression
of the waist belt.  In spite of the shock I had just experienced, I was
able to hold on to the two ice cubes, even though they were very slippery
and my fingers were going numb from the cold.

     After the Mistresses went upstairs, I could see that Susie was having
a hard time of it.  Despite Sabina's warning, she was manipulating the cube
in her right hand in an attempt to grab hold of the string and relieve her
hands from the cold.  "Mmmfff, mmmooo, mmmrrrggg," I tried to caution her.
I figured that since I had no feeling left in my fingers, it would be
stupid to manipulate the ice.  Unfortunately, she paid no heed to my
noises.  After a few minutes the cube slipped from her hand and one of the
five pound weights fell, tearing off the clip on the tube attached to the
thermos jug.  A slow steady stream of plain water entered my mouth.  Even
though I was brutally gagged, I had to keep swallowing to avoid choking and
stop every few seconds to take a short breath through my nose.

     Susie had apparently learned her lesson.  She hung quietly in front of
me with a remorseful look in her eyes as she saw the difficulties I was
having.  She knew it wouldn't take very long for the water to produce
additional pressure on my already full bladder.  After about fifteen
minutes, the distraction was too much.  I lost my concentration and
released the cube in my left hand.  Instantly, another weight fell yanking
the clip from the tube on Susie's enema bag.  Her eyes widened in horror as
the fluid entered her bowels.  Her lower abdomen took on a noticeably
rounded shape as the pressure in her tummy increased.  Miraculously, she
managed to hold on to the other cube.

     By the time the thermos jug was drained of its contents, I was really
bloated.  The fingers in my right hand were painfully numb, and I wondered
how much longer I could hang on.  I pondered the predicament----put up with
the frostbite in my hand or let go of the ice and assimilate the contents
of the bag above my head.  While I was engrossed by the dilemma of having
two unacceptable choices, my attention was diverted by the return of our
Mistresses.

     They were stunning.  Kay was dressed in the black satin Victorian
corset that Susie had borrowed for her "make believe Mistress" escapade
earlier in the day.  Her firm, well-rounded, magnificent breasts were
prominently displayed above the bodice .  Her long slender legs were
tantalizing, accentuated by the black opera length hose attached to her
garters and by the black patent leather pumps with five inch stiletto
heels. Her makeup was perfect, taking every advantage of her glorious
feminine features.  Her long beautiful hair was done up in a sexy looking
french twist and a pair of diamond studded shoulder dusters adorned her
ears.

     Sabina opted for a very low cut, royal blue leather mini-dress with
3/4 length sleeves.  The built in brassiere lifted her splendid breasts to
show off her gorgeous suckable nipples above the top line of the bodice.
Her perfectly proportioned legs were clad in silky beige stockings which
were perfectly complimented by her matching blue pumps with six inch spike
heels.  Her makeup emphasized the color of her blue eyes and the rich
fullness of her glossy, rose colored lips.  Her hair was combed out,
framing her face to excellent advantage and a pair of large, round lapis
earrings were clipped to her ears.

     In spite of my condition, I was temporarily mesmerized at the sight of
these two strikingly resplendent women.

     "Oh, I see we have a full tummy now, don't we."  Kay was gently
rubbing Susie's distended lower abdomen.  She bent over and positioned her
ear next to Susie's belly.  "My, but there's a lot of gurgling going on in
there.  Seems that Pamela couldn't hang on very long, could she."

     "Well, it looks like Susie didn't do any better.  The thermos jug is
empty.  How do you feel, Pamela?"  Sabina cupped my chin in her hand.  "Is
your hand cold?  Do you need to go potty?"  She mocked me in my defenseless
position.  "Don't you think it's time to let Susie stand on the floor for a
while?"  I was incapable of responding.  "I'm SOOOO glad you agree, SLAVE."

     With that, she hit the button on the remote so quickly, it startled me
and I lost control of the ice cube.  The weight fell to the floor, ripping
the clip free from my enema bag.  I gasped in shock.  The fluid was ice
cold!  I howled through my gag as the fluid entered my body.  I hadn't
realized that the bags were full of ice water, until now.  The hoist shut
off automatically leaving me suspended two feet off the floor.  This change
in positions caused the flow of urine to reverse, emptying my bladder and
filling Susie's.  Since she had already absorbed the frigid contents of the
enema bag, I wondered if she would be able to cope with an over-filled
bladder as well.  Additionally, I had just consumed a gallon of water, and
I knew my body would be producing more of the yellow stuff for Susie and me
to exchange.

     Kay continued her sensuous petting of Susie's more interesting body
parts.  She paid particular attention her crotch, using her long nails to
trace the area around Susie's hairless pussy.  Normally, this attention
would make Susie wild with carnal desire.  Under these circumstances
however, she hardly noticed.  She whimpered behind her gag and softly
sobbed as the unwelcome expansion of her bowels and bladder exhausted her
spirit.  All things considered, it was remarkable that she was able to hang
on to the one last ice cube.

     Sabina devoted all of her attention to me, rubbing the now visibly
rounded lower portion of my corset.  Occasionally, her hand would drift
down to outline my genital area with her long fingernail, or she would
massage the area around my clamped tits.  Usually, this would be a
pleasurable experience for me but, like Susie, my mind was totally occupied
with the cramping in my belly.

     "Kay?  Do you think they've had enough?"  Sabina repeatedly flicked
her fingernail across my nipples.  I felt nothing.

     "I don't know about Pamela, Sabina, but Susie here is totally
incoherent.  Normally when I do this to her, she squirms and wriggles with
pleasure.  I've been trying to get a reaction from her for about fifteen
minutes now, but she's so filled up inside that she probably doesn't even
know I'm here.  She's still hanging on to the ice cube though, but it's
almost melted.  It will only be a few more minutes before it's gone
completely."

     "Ok then, they've suffered enough....let's call it a day.  Help me get
them undone, and we'll let them use the bathroom to relieve themselves."

     Sabina began by removing the tube from my gag.  Then she loosened the
clamps on my tits.  "Owwwwoooh," the searing pain bit into my chest.
Sabina artfully massaged the area until she could tell that the worst of
the pain had passed.  She gently kissed each of my nipples and gazed into
my eyes.  "Pamela, welcome to my stable.  You endured your punishments
beautifully and from now on, you will be my favorite slave..... as long as
you obey all my commands, of course.  As soon as we get Susie untied, we'll
get you down and let you both use the bathroom."
          In spite of my discomfort, Sabina's words thrilled me.  I was now her
number one slave.  Wow!  I reveled over my new lofty station.  Just as I
was thinking how wonderful it will be to serve this extraordinary woman for
the rest of my life, another cramp hit my gut.  Sensing my distress, my
wonderful Mistress turned to help Kay release Susie.  It probably only took
a couple of minutes, but it seemed like years to me.  Susie screamed when
the nipple clamps were removed, so Kay spent some time caressing and
kissing the sumptuous boobs of her favorite slave while Sabina finished
untying her.  The cramping in my belly was getting more intense and I
needed to use the toilet........IMMEDIATELY!

     As soon as Susie was free of her bonds, she bent slightly at the waist
and pressed her hands against her tummy.  With tears running down her
cheeks, she pleaded, "Oooohhh Mistress, please!  I feel like I'm going to
burst.  These cramps in my gut are killing me.  May I use the bathroom....
please?"  Well trained as she was, Susie knew she needed Kay's permission.

     "Just wait a minute, Susie.  We have to get Pamela undone first."
With that, Kay slapped the hinged handcuffs on Susie's wrists as she
continued to hold her gut.  "We're trying to foster a spirit of cooperation
between you two, so we want to be certain that you'll have to help each
other remove the enema retention catheters.  Sabina will see to the Foleys
herself."

     Susie's wrists were now helplessly imprisoned in front of her.  There
was no way she would be able to reach around to remove the enema.

     Kay hit the remote button to lower me to the floor, and turned to
assist Sabina who was already busy releasing me from my bondage.

     Finally, I stood there wobbling on my heels, grabbing my gut, and
anxiously shifting my weight from one foot to the other, when Sabina
manacled my wrists together with another pair of Smith & Wessons.  "You
heard what Kay said to Susie.  You're going to have to remove her
enema...and she's going to have to remove yours.  Here are the squeeze
bulbs.  You'll have to attach it to the port on the catheter in order to
deflate the balloons.  Before you go though, let me rid you of those
Foleys."

     Sabina clipped the ends of both of the Foleys and, using a syringe to
withdraw the saline solution from inside the internal balloon, very
carefully pulled it free from my bladder.  There was a visible trace of
blood on the device resulting from the insertion of the tube past the
bladder's sphincter muscle.  She immediately turned to Susie and repeated
the process.

     "Mistress Sabina?  Mistress Kay?  Can we go now?"  My voice was shaky
as I continued to hold my cramping belly.

     "Yes....and from the look of you two, I think you'd better hurry."
Sabina motioned for us to leave as Kay smiled behind her.

          We must have been quite a sight as we both hurried to the stairway,
bent over and holding our guts, walking unsteadily on six inch high heels,
with the clearly visible enema balloons poking out of our ass holes.

                             <TO BE CONTINUED>

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