Nikki

Following the man’s instructions once in her own bathroom, Carole soon found herself on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. She knelt on one of her old towels and she held Nikki’s phone in front of her. The man insisted that her knees be as wide apart as she could get them. Reading the screen of the phone she reached back between her legs and started making small circles on her clit. A sharp bolt of pleasure shot through her cunt as she thought about what she was about to do.

The small amount of Vaseline she had rubbed on the long slender nozzle seemed to be just the right amount as she pushed it into her rectum as far as she could. Clamping her ass tightly she found the clamp holding the enema back. His instructions were precise and when she opened the clamp she held it in her hand. She could feel the pressure building rapidly just inside her rectum. Squeezing even tighter she closed the clamp and was about to make a desperate attempt to get to the toilet when she felt the pressure leave.

It was just as the man described with the feeling of the warmth moving deeper into her. The man insisted that she rub her clit again before continuing. She was surprised to feel the wetness rapidly spreading. Reading the screen once again she reached back found the clamp and opened it halfway. With her ass high in the air, Carole could feel the warm water moving deeper into her bowels. It wasn’t at all like she had remembered it being as a young girl.

Her cunt was wetter than she could remember it being in a long time. Her fingers made soft circles on her clit as her as she started feeling her climax rising. Looking over her shoulder she could see the bag was already over half empty. The screen was telling her to rub her clit faster but not to climax. She could feel the cramps as the enema started working inside her. But the cramps only made what she was feeling even sweeter. She typed to the man on the other end that the bag was almost empty.

Reading the screen she smiled when he told her to rub her clit harder now and to make herself cum. But he wanted her to make sure Nikki could hear her climaxing. Rubbing her clit harder Carole could feel her body starting to shake. She could feel the cramps rolling through her guts as her climax hit. She was surprised at how loud she was actually wanting her daughter to hear her cumming.

“Okay, you were right. The orgasm was awesome,” she typed on the phone as she sat down on the toilet.

“Then I guess I know what I am talking about,” he replied. “And now you kind of know what Nikki loves so much,” he added.

“Yes, I do. But she is still not getting her phone back for a couple of days. She should have told me. This is the first time she has ever hidden anything from me and I don’t really like it,” Carole said. The enema was doing its job as another hard gush of lumps and smelly water splashed into the bowl below her. The smell was there also just like it had been in Nikki’s bathroom and she couldn’t believe how much was coming out of her.

CHAPTER 3

It was three days before Nikki got her phone back but the hug she had gotten from her mother that evening was still a bit puzzling to her. She logged onto the website again that evening and as she was hoping her Enema Master was on posting pics in the main chat room. Within a couple of minutes, they were in private chat again. Her cunt was already wet even before she started taking her clothes off. As she had hoped she was going to take another enema for him. She could feel her asshole tightening involuntarily as he told her he wanted her to take 2 full bags for him.

She had never taken this much before but she followed his instructions to the letter. The water was white and slick as she filled her bag to the very neck and hung it on her towel rack. Her Enema Master had her stop and rub her clit for a couple of minutes before he told her to fill her sink with hot soapy water for the next bag full. Her clit was hard and she could see the stringy mucus that clung to her fingers when she spread them apart.

“I need this enema,” she typed. Dropping down to her knees she spread them wide just the way he liked. She felt her lips spread apart and felt another wave of warmth move through her cunt. Looking back between her legs she could see her swollen clit begging for attention.

“I know you do,” Was on her phone screen. She followed his instructions again knowing what he wanted already. But out of respect, she took the steps as he told her. With the nozzle in she opened the clamp. She could handle the panic moment now easily knowing what to expect and how to deal with it. Soon she felt the warm fullness deep in her colon. Looking over her shoulder she informed Enema Master that the bag was empty.

He had her stay in that position for several more minutes making her rub her clit softly wanting to keep her as horny as he could. She now understood the more on edge her body was the more discomfort it seemed to want. The wetness was running down the insides of her thighs before he allowed her to stand and refill her enema bag. She was surprised at how easily she seemed to hold it as she filled her bag again.

“I want you on your back this time,” the screen read. “I want your feet in the air and spread wide like a slut,” she read as she hung the bag back on the towel rack.

“Like an enema slut,” She replied once she was on her back looking up at the full bag. She could feel the enema moving inside her as she got into position. He told her to once more rub her clit before she pushed the nozzle back into her ass. She felt the need to cum rising inside her and every time she rubbed her clit it seemed to make her body want more. Wiggling herself closer she put her bare feet on the wall. Her legs were still spread wide but now she didn’t have to hold them up.

The nozzle was back in her ass now and she texted to her master that she was ready. Opening the clamp halfway again she felt the pressure suddenly start building inside once again. “Rub your clit and close the clamp when the bag is half empty,” she read on the screen. The pressure inside her colon was steadily building and she found herself breathing slowly and deeply. She could feel the wetness moving down between her ass cheeks and around the nozzle her rectum so tightly gripped.

Her stomach was starting to hurt as she closed the clamp. “It’s half empty,” she typed on her phone. “Good,” he had replied. “How bad do you want to cum now?” he asked in the next text. Nikki could feel her clit throbbing.

“I want to cum so bad, please Sir,” she begged knowing she was going to be denied.

“Here’s the deal, Nikki,” she read. “I want you to open the clamp to full flow. If you can make yourself cum before the bag is empty you can close that clamp and that is all you will have to take. But you have to cum hard and loud enough so your mom can hear,” he added.

“Tell me when to open it, Sir,” Nikki typed on her phone screen. She felt full as wave after wave of cramps rolled through her bowels. She needed to cum so bad she was now willing to do anything for him.

“Open it now Nikki,” was on her screen a couple of seconds later. Using her leg muscles she pushed her ass higher into the air rolling back on her shoulders. Opening the clamp and letting go of the tube she started rubbing her clit hard. Her body was shaking hard as her climax hit.

“OH! OH! AHHHH!! FUUUCK!!” was out of her mouth before she could even think. She could feel the slick wetness starting to run down her back as she held her ass in the air. Her body was still shaking hard as she reached for the clamp but then stopped. Her master wanted two full bags in her ass and now she was determined to make that happen.

Staying in that position she watched the last pint of soapy water find a new home in her over-filled bowels. She felt a strange pride come over her knowing she held a full gallon of warm soapy water inside her. She had just relaxed her legs letting her ass back down to the floor when she heard the light tap on her bathroom door.

“Are you alright Nikki?” Carole asked through the closed door.

“Yes, Mom, I’m fine,” Nikki answered. There was a long pause but Nikki could tell her mom was still on the other side.

“Are you taking an enema for that guy you text with again?” Carole asked. Nikki paused for a few seconds before answering.

“yeah,” She answered through the closed door.

“Alright, I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Carole said as she turned and walked away from the door. Nikki felt a new warm spot for her mother as she realized how much her mom actually worried about her safety.

CHAPTER 4

Carole was surprised that the fact that her daughter was just behind that closed door holding an enema was having such an effect on her. She knew, by the way, Nikki screamed her orgasm that her stomach was full. The man she texted with always seemed to want the bag empty before he would allow Nikki to climax. And how many times had she heard her daughter cumming through the last few weeks? She remembered the enema the man had instructed her through and how intense her own orgasm had been. She couldn’t deny the wetness she was feeling between her legs.

Three days later Carole came home in a flustered state. All day long she had been rolling through her mind how to ask Nikki to make an enema for her. She found herself wanting to feel it again. The fullness and the cramps and the powerful orgasm she had felt the last time. But she didn’t know what Nikki had put in the enema and she wanted one just like she had before. Nikki was sitting in the recliner watching television when she walked into the living room.