The leather-clad bitch with the long blonde hair dug her scarlet fingernails right into the crack of the diminutive teenager's ass.
Mistress Roberta Jean pulled the little girl's buttocks apart as far as they would go and grabbed the base of the enema's syringe in her free hand.
The dominatrix bitch ran the blunt tip of the enema nozzle up and down the crack of the teenager's ass and Sandy shivered every time the plastic touched her bung.
Mistress Roberta Jean then paused when the tip of the plastic nozzle was poised directly on Sandy's pink asterisk of an asshole. She snapped her wrist.
The dominatrix bitch drove the thick tip of the syringe right past the little girl's tight tubular sphincter muscle into her waiting colon.
Sandy could feel her anus gripping the base of the syringe just like it was supposed to. The woman wasted no time removing the clamp from the hose.
The water began to flow right into the little girl's bowels and instantly her facial features began to contort. The water was hotter than she expected.
Sandy could not help but think that her body temperature had gone up about ten degrees once the water began to flow. She felt feverish.
The Italian teenager could feel beads of hot sweat forming in a perfectly straight row against her usually smooth but now deeply furrowed brow.
Mistress Roberta Jean could tell that the little girl's first instinct was to shit that water right back out. It was an urge that the little girl would have to battle throughout these water sports.
The little girl could feel herself filling up. She could feel her bowels stretching to hold all of that water. She looked down through tear-filled eyes.
She could see her abdomen bloating outward. She could feel the horrible cramps ripping through her. She didn't feel as if she could hold anymore. She really did feel as if she were about to explode.
Then the woman saw that the bag was empty. The little girl had taken all of the water – just like a cooperative sexual subservient would.
Sandy's eyes were closed tightly. Her eyelids were wrinkled. Her eyelashes pressed her cheekbones. Her face was flushed. She was drenched with sweat.
She was panting wildly. Her heart was pounding. Her back teeth were clenched together so tightly that the muscles at the sides of her face were protruding.
Her jaw ached.
Her whole body ached.
"Please," she whimpered.
"Just a moment longer," the bitch said.
Then the older blonde woman reached across the tub and grabbed the base of the hose, as close to the nozzle as she could possibly grip.
The dominatrix bitch once again snapped her wrist. She pulled the syringe out with a funny popping noise. The anus was stretched outward for a moment.
"It is okay for you to release the water now, you submissive cunt." Mistress Roberta Jean said – and Sandy figured these had to be the sweetest words she had ever heard.
The little girl relaxed her asshole for the first time in what seemed like ages. She clamped down hard on all of the muscles around her colon.
The Italian teenager could feel her asshole blustering painfully. It was also blustering loudly. She made the loudest farting noise she had ever heard.
The stained water gushed out of the girl's exhausted asshole, splattering up over the tiled wall at her rear. The room began to reek.
The entire bathroom was instantly filled with the stench of Sandy's inner bowels. The tub filled with water. The woman undid the wires above Sandy's head.
"You are disgusting," Roberta Jean said.
The little girl fell into the tub and rolled around in the smelly water. To Roberta Jean's surprise the little girl's hand went for her crotch.
Obviously the little girl's shoulders had not been ripped from their sockets as she had previously feared – but they would be sore for a couple of days.
The truth of the matter was that Sandy immediately went for her clit with her right forefinger. The clit felt ready to pop out of her pink slit.
She pressed her finger hard against her little man in the boat. She worked her finger back and forth across the fiery bulb as hard and fast as she could.
"Boy, do you stink," Roberta Jean said.
The little girl could feel herself coming – even as the enema water continued to ooze from her asshole. At that point the dominatrix bitch realized that she had to take a wicked piss.
After the little girl had finished masturbating and had finished cleaning up the mess she had made of herself and the tub, the woman ordered her to kneel before her.
The dominatrix bitch wanted to find out if the black haired girl was good enough to be her toilet. She forced the girl's mouth open between her legs.
The little girl was forced to kneel with her head far back and her mouth gaping open. Mistress Roberta Jean had no trouble opening up the floodgates.
The beautiful blonde purposefully missed the little girl's mouth at first and sprinkled her whole face with her golden showers. The piss was hot.
Sandy knew she should keep her eyes closed tightly. The piss would burn her eyes. This was hard as the little girl wanted to know what the pee looked like when it came out.
Then the dominatrix bitch re-directed her aim and made the pee go directly into the little girl's mouth. Sandy drank down every drop.
"Now that you have proven that you are good enough to be my toilet, let's see if you are good enough to be my toilet paper," the bitch exclaimed.
Sandy, even in her state of exhaustion, was smart enough to understand what this meant without any further explanation. She was to lick the last few droplets of piss away from the beautiful woman's urethra.
Sandy did this with several swipes of her pointy and slightly curled tongue tip. The woman moaned and Sandy could tell she was not supposed to stop licking.
All of the piss was long gone, all inside the little girl's belly or on her face, and still she licked. She explored the nooks and crannies of that hungry cunt.
She licked the clit until Roberta Jean began to orgasm.
She kept licking until the bitch's climax was complete.
Then the leather-clad dominatrix led the girl back to the bedroom. It was time to play with the dildos!!!
It was the day before the final day of school. The weather had been nice for some time and the moist earth had been dried by the growing intensity of the sun's rays.
Roberta Jean Richardson was working late. She had some seniors who were still confused about what they were going to do after they got out of school.
She had some late appointments, everything on the up and up, and by the time she was through she was one of the few people left in the school.
But it was finally time to go and she headed down the darkened hallway toward the exit. She was only twenty feet from being outdoors when it happened.
A muscular arm reached out and grabbed, dragging her into the storage room. The blonde woman looked into the face of the masked rapist!
Roberta Jean Richardson had never been so frightened in her entire life. She could feel all of the blood draining out of her pretty face.
The beautiful lesbian was disgusted by men and their sexual desires in general, and she knew she was being confronted by the most disgusting man of all.
This was the man who had raped her lover, had gone to jail for it, and had escaped. Now Roberta Jean knew that she was about to get fucked – and there wasn't anything she could do about it.
The beautiful woman could feel the masked man's fingers digging into her arm. Roberta Jean was a large woman, but she was nowhere near as strong as the rapist.
Roberta Jean was dragged into the storage closet and then was forced to get down on her knees while the man whipped out his cock and balls.
Roberta Jean saw the knife the man held in his right hand. She thought about biting the man's cock right off – but she decided against it.