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Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Kimberwillow Clinic, Vol 5 of 5 (F/M spank enema)
Date: Sun, 11 Aug 2002 12:10:08 -0400
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The Kimberwillow Clinic Volume 5 (F/M spank enema)

Part 1 - Grand Opening

Crystal mentioned that Carina was considering opening a second
clinic in another area, and wanted her to run it, in the same
role as Lynn with the current one.

Since Carina's proposal was a big project, Crystal and I talked
it over for a couple of weeks before she said yes.  Carina also
said that she wanted me involved, not in operating the clinic,
but rather in training the new nurses.  They would demonstrate
their proficiency with administering enemas and discipline, and
Crystal would train them in performing screening of new clients,
giving the testicle massage, and using the strap-on.  They would
also regularly keep in practice using the strap-on - on me, of
course.  Crystal strongly encouraged me to say yes, and
eventually I did.

We took care of moving while Carina handled the details of
configuring the new clinic.  Crystal interviewed applicants for
staffing, and when a number of them had been selected, arranged
for their qualification tests.

It was a memorable experience.  All six of the new nurses had
gathered in a large room in the new clinic, and Crystal had me
strip completely in a separate room.  Then she led me where they
were gathered.  They all stood side by side, in their uniforms. 
A few of them blushed slightly as I stood before them and Crystal
introduced me to Jennifer, Rebecca, Stacy, Vanessa, Carol, and
Melissa.

Crystal asked the nurses to pair off and go to clinic rooms and
prepare a soapsuds enema.  Since it would take too much time for
each of them to give me an enema, Jennifer and Stacy were to
administer to me, and the other pairs of nurses were to give
enemas to each other, but only with Crystal observing part of the
session.

Jennifer, a tall leggy nurse with light brown hair and a sweet
smile, was first to give me an enema.  Crystal looked on in
approval as Jennifer went through all the right moves.  While I
retained the enema and then got rid of it, Crystal went to the
other clinic rooms to observe and supervise.   Then it was my
turn to get a sudsy enema from Stacy, a nurse in her thirties
with a serious but sensuous countenance.  I definitely wanted to
have a colonic discipline session with her.  She was firm and
knowledgeable, and at the same time dominant, while administering
the enema.  Crystal approved, and told us to go back to the large
room when we were finished.

When everyone had reconvened Crystal announced that everyone had
qualified, and that now they would have a hands-on learning
session with strap-ons.  She distributed a new kit to each nurse
and told everyone to strip.  After instructing them in the use
and care of the strap-on, she subjected each of them to receiving
the probe in the tail end.  Some of the sounds that came from the
nurses were interesting.  Then, Crystal bound me to the
punishment bench and demonstrated on me while they all watched. 
She fucked me enthusiastically, and then let each of them take
turns on me.  I could definitely tell which nurses had used a
strap-on prior to coming here.  Crystal let every one of the
nurses use me as long as they wanted to, and even encouraged some
of them to go on longer.

She told them about the "open house" sessions, in which the male
is restrained as I was, and each nurse on the staff can spank and
use the strap-on.  While I was still bound to the structure,
Crystal had each nurse give me ten swats with the paddle and
the leather strap.  She went first, of course, giving me ten
strokes from each instrument, to demonstrate how it's done.

Naturally, I could not refrain from loud outcries as the
punishment accumulated, and I got a very sore bottom that day
from the six enthusiastic nurses.  Crystal made a note of the
three nurses who needed additional training in administering
discipline and told them that they'd be practicing on me in a few
days.

That week, and the one following, Crystal was extremely busy with
getting the clinic in order for opening day.  Because of the high
stress level, she craved relief often.  One way that Crystal
eased her tensions was to administer discipline.  She had to
balance her desire to take out her frustrations on my bare bottom
with the need to have me be in a condition to receive discipline
from the new nurses.  To that end she settled for giving me
enemas and insatiably fucking me with her strap-on.  Afterward, I
brought her to climaxes with my mouth on her pussy, and then went
inside her.

During those training weeks Crystal looked on vicariously as she
instructed the new nurses in the finer points of administering
discipline.  I received the hairbrush, the paddle, and several
kinds of leather straps during enactment of the scenes from the
menu.  I noticed with interest the different techniques and
approaches that the nurses used for giving handjobs.  Each one
had their own way of doing it.  One in particular, Stacy, had a
technique that confirmed my intent to have a later session with
her.

Three days before formal opening, Crystal performed screenings on
several potential clients, and scheduled appointments for them.

The first two weeks were hectically busy, and Crystal signed me
up for two open house sessions to keep the staff motivated.  She
gave me my enemas and took me first with the strap-on, and I
stayed bound to the structure for an hour and a half each time,
while all the nurses participated.  They each gave me an
enthusiastic and thorough fucking with the strap-on, after ten
hard swats with their favorite instrument.

Part 2 - Oh, Stacy

A few weeks into the existence of the new clinic, I made an
appointment with Stacy for a Colonic Discipline session.  I knew
it would be intense, interesting, and sensuous.

My heart fluttered as Stacy led me back to the session room.  The
first thing I noticed was that she had an imposing presence.  Her
gaze was penetrating, and she had a quiet dominant demeanor.  Her
vibes told me that she was deeply sensuous.

She didn't tell me to get undressed.  Instead she picked up a
hairbrush and seated herself in the center of the room.

"Loosen your jeans."

She tugged my trousers and briefs down just enough to bare my
bottom, and motioned for me to get across her lap.  Then she
thoroughly paddled me with the hairbrush, delivering two swats on
one side, then two swats on the other side, alternating that way
with a steady cadence.  I tried my best to be still and quiet,
but her manner of administering a spanking had me squirming and
kicking after a short while.  Also I could not help giving an
anguished exclamation every few swats.  As much as it hurt, and
no matter what I did, I knew that it wasn't going to stop until
SHE decided to stop.

My bare bottom felt incandescent when Stacy finally stopped
paddling and told me to get up.

"Now bend over that table and I'll check your prostate."

Still clothed except for my freshly paddled bare bottom, I did as
she directed.  I heard the sound of Nurse Stacy snapping on a
disposable glove.  A moment later she inserted a lubricated
finger inside me and probed around.  I squirmed when she pressed
hard against my prostate.  It also felt good.

She pulled out and removed the glove.  "Stand up and turn
around."

She got a paper towel and wiped the prostatic fluid that seeped
from my cock.  Then she sensuously milked the backlog of fluid as
I became erect in her hand.

"Okay, enough of that.  Turn around and bend over the table
again.  I'm going to strap you.  You are to stay bent over."

Nurse Stacy picked up a tawse and got directly behind me.  She
whipped the strap in an alternating forehand-backhand manner. 
This kind of strapping is especially effective since the strap
places its hot kiss on the sides of the buttocks where the skin
is more tender.

My jeans dropped down to my knees as I kicked and squirmed. 
Every swipe of the strap brought forth a loud "Aaaaah!" from me. 
I struggled to stay bent over, as I did not want to experience
the consequences of getting out of position.

When I thought I could take no more without standing up, Stacy
stopped strapping and came over to me.  I stayed bent over at the
waist while she sensuously handled my cock and testicles, and
brought me to an erect state in a few moments.  Then she felt my
well strapped bottom with her hands, and then remarked, "No...
you still need more.  Stay where you are."

While she continued to strap me I used all my resolve to stay
bent over.  I still kicked, squirmed, and yelled all through the
very severe strapping.

When at long last she stopped, she told me to take my clothes off
and get up on the table on my hands and knees.  She donned a
disposable glove on one hand, and while she slowly and thoroughly
lubricated me for my forthcoming enema, she just as meticulously
manipulated my cock until it was ragingly erect and seeping pre-cum.

Thus prepared, I waited as she fixed a two and a half quart
soapsuds enema and attached an inflatable retention nozzle.  I
felt full when she inflated it.  The sudsy solution sprayed
against my prostate and kept me in a state of arousal, even as
the enema filled me to an uncomfortable degree.  Nurse Stacy was
indeed skilled in the art of sensual administration of the enema.

When all the enema was inside me, Stacy told me to lie on my back
to retain it.  She constantly touched me with her hands during
the retention period.  I noticed aroused and sensual eyes behind
her stern no-nonsense visage.  

Several times during the retention a cramp gripped my insides. 
"OH! Oh, Nurse Stacy!"  I exclaimed.  The slightest smile
appeared on her face and after a few seconds the pain subsided.

I squirmed in pleasure when her expert hands fondled and stroked
my testicles and cock.  She seemed to take pleasure in my aroused
sigh when my cock swelled in her hand, wanting to do what was
natural.

I got rid of the enema and it was back up on the table on my
hands and knees for the high enema.  Before she prepared the four
quart solution, Stacy teased me to the brink of ejaculation a
couple of times. 

She lubricated the colon tube and inserted it.  As the enema
solution spurted from its tip, she snaked the tube far up inside
me.  It kept filling me as she pushed, and I felt a sensual glow
radiate from my insides.  When the four quarts were inside me, I
felt very full, but it was not unpleasant.

Over the next ten minutes, Stacy slowly and deliberately teased
my testicles and raging cock and kept me just this side of
cumming.  I sighed; I groaned; I called her name.

After this extensive teasing, she then brought me over the edge. 
The intense pressure from the fullness of the four quarts inside
me, combined with the feel of her expert hands and her relentless
teasing, resulted in an orgasm of an intensity that I have seldom
experienced.  This was no ordinary hand-job, no ordinary
ejaculation.  The orgasm seemed to originate from everywhere that
the enema was present inside me.  I writhed and exclaimed
incoherently while I copiously spurted on the examination table.

I was totally spent.  Nurse Stacy slowly withdrew the entire
length of the colon tube and sent me to get rid of the huge enema
inside me.  A half hour later I showered and dressed.

Before we left the room she kissed me and said that next time it
may be even more fun.

Part 3 - My Crystal

Oh, Crystal.  What can I say that I haven't already said?  Being
in charge of the new clinic infused her with renewed energy and
enthusiasm.

When I wasn't on the receiving end of the nurses' attentions,
Crystal enthusiastically kept my bottom sore from her attentions. 
I willingly did my best to please her, which involved my being as
still and quiet as possible while taking the paddle, strap, and
cane.  Some nights she insatiably fucked me with her strap-on,
over and over.

I could describe the sessions with the other nurses, and with the
new ones who arrived, but it would essentially be recounting much
of what's been said, just with different names and techniques.

It just gets better, all the time, life with my Crystal.


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