Enema Stories Novels & Stories

“Also… worthwhile. Turns out spending your days helping hospitals rewrite consent forms is less glamorous than espionage, but significantly better for my sleep.” “How are the forms?” I asked. “Longer,” she said. “Clearer. In three languages. With cartoons. Bash would be proud.” We started down the corridor. Past group rooms. Offices. A small library with a shelf labeled BRAINFICTION / BRAINNONFICTION where someone had thoughtfully placed a sticky note that read: REMEMBER: THESE ARE STORIES, NOT MANUALS. “I saw your last testimony,” Rhea said as we walked. “You didn’t swear at the senator who called NIN ‘an overreaction to a one‑time incident.’ I’m impressed.”

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

I sat frozen on my bed, tears streaming down my face no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. Time seemed to stop until Joshua's call broke the silence, his voice grave. "Erick, we've got some answers. Brace yourself." A chill ran through me, my hand white-knuckled around my phone. "Sheila had an abortion at a private clinic in Artemis City three years ago. The emergency contact? Signed as Yoel Lewis. "The day before, you sent Sheila seven thousand and five hundred dollars. The memo said 'urgent family use'." My vision blurred, a ringing in my ears.

said Sunna, seeing Nikhil inside the washroom "Ye, I am here. I just want to see you bathe. Do you have any problems?" " Of Course No , Sir" replied Sunna nervously. Sunna put finger inside her vagina to clean Nikhil's baby batter first . Seeing her do so was making Nikhil hard once again. "If you allow me then can I clean you ." said Nikhil with a smirk but his tone was more of a command instead of request. Sunna was a bit hesitant at first but she said" As your wish ." Nikhil went towards her and started running down water from the hand shower to her vagina and putting his fingers inside her once again to clean his own mess.

Cody opened his mouth to speak but only a grunt came out, which brightened Hannah's already cheerful demeanor. Cody sat still as Hannah locked the posture collar onto his neck again and led him out of his cage by his leash to the enema rail. He tried to tell her that he hated this but again only a grunt came out. His owner secured his collar to the rail so that he was bent over and his ass was sticking up in the air. He felt several hard slaps on the inside of his thighs forcing the boy to spread his legs wide for her. Moments later he felt the nozzle being inserted and again his ass was filled from behind. While he was being filled with the first enema of the day, Cody could hear his owner