TESSA 10 - The Resort - The Cleansing
You’d been given a card with an order to appear at the Resort Clinic at 4:pm. You were given directions, and you then walked down a hallway leading to an exit door.
About halfway down the hall, you spotted one of the few male slaves in the facility. His thumbs were tied behind him, and his balls were roped to a post. On his back in black marker were the words: ‘I AM A MASTURBATOR’. His head was locked inside a leather gimp mask, a dildo stuffed into his mouth, held in with a rubber strap. As you walked past, you could see a second dildo pushed into the man’s rear. He was whimpering and crying. You continued to walk past him to the exit.
The clinic was located in an outbuilding at the end of a small paved path. The sun was still shining, you could also feel the warmth of the time you had spent with the young buck from the kitchen staff.
The entrance to the clinic was very clean, and well-lit.
“You must be Tessa.” The woman at the counter smiled. “Our 4 o’clock. We’ll be right with you.” The woman stood up, took a folder, and disappeared into a back room.
“Tessa?” Came another voice from a side door. A pretty young woman, dressed in a white smock. “Come this way, please. Room number two, if you will.’
Room number two was bigger than a usual examination room. You were also somewhat surprised to see one of the black men who had used you sexually the night before, sitting in a side chair. The woman continued to look at your chart, as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
“It says here there was a complaint last night.” The nurse said, pulling out a scrap of paper. She then showed it to you. On it was scrawled in capital letters, ‘BUNG TOO TITE’.
The nurse turned to the black man to confirm the problem. “Could you go into a bit more detail, Sir?”
“Yeah, her ass was too tight, y’know?” The black man began. “I mean, she’s got a pretty good size butt and didn’t fuss or nothin’, but like, it was HARD to fit it in there, right? And I was concerned, like, that I could get my root chafed or something if it ain’t fixed better.”
“Oh, we’re so sorry to hear that, Sir!” The nurse comforted. She then turned to you.
“Tessa, I think you need to apologize to the man.”
The man was just grinning as you began.
“Oh, I’m so sorry my butt hole was so tight, Sir. I hope you’ll accept my apology, and understand that I meant no harm.” Your face was red, but you were in an awkward spot.
“Is there anything else, Sir?” The nurse bent to the black man.
“Yessum - I don’t want to get any of her rear dirt on my magnet. I think she needs to be cleaned real good as a sign of respect for my organ.” His white teeth shined between his thick lips.
The nurse went back to the file, and began writing. “Very understandable, and all quite easy to remedy. I think we can have Tessa ready in about an hour and a half. I assume you’d like to watch the procedure?”
“Yessum!” The man smiled.
“We’ll start with a cleansing, Tessa. Follow me, please.” The nurse then led you out of the room down yet another hallway. The black man followed behind, his hand giving a playful spank to your bottom a couple of times.
“Here we are, the spa!” The nurse opened the door, and you were surprised to see the young girl called ‘1016’ standing in a large tiled shower stall, bent over a metal rail with a plastic tube in her rear, leading up to an enema bag.
“Right next to her, if you please.” The nurse ordered. 1016 looked up silently, and nodded to you. You nodded back as you bent over. The black man sat down on an office chair to watch the show.
“Yes, it’s amazing what a liter of nice, warm soapy water can do. Nothing wrong with that at all!” The nurse said, preparing the bag with a solution, and getting out a sanitary hose to administer the treatment.
A latex finger was rubbed on to your ass hole with a lubricating jelly. The hose was then inserted. The woman had done this before. A few moments later, you felt your belly begin to fill. The black man sitting in the chair stood up a couple of times to get a glimpse from a different angle. He took out his phone and snapped a few pictures.
1016 looked over at you. “My boyfriend sent me here. I get one of these every day.”
She was really quite pretty, a head of curly blonde hair, and very long eyelashes. A tattoo on her neck provided the identification: ‘1016’.
The enema was beginning to get quite uncomfortable as you felt fuller and fuller. The nurse had said it was a liter of fluid, it felt like much more.
“And now, for the next part of the treatment - Tessa, we’re going to have to put a dilator plug up your rectum to hold in the solution to let it do its magic.” The nurse said in a chatty voice. “We’ll need to use a fairly big plug to help stretch out that tight bung hole for this nice man’s comfort.”
The nurse left, and returned with the plug. It looked something like a pepper grinder. She lubricated the plug. You felt the enema tube being pulled out from behind.
“Now, hold it all in, Tessa!”
The feeling of the tube being pulled out was replaced by the pressure of the plug. The nurse pushed the plug in with the sensitivity of a woman stuffing a turkey. The plug felt massive. The nurse wiped another layer of lubricant around your stretched hole, then secured a nylon belt around your belly. The belt made the fullness feel even worse. The belt also had a strap going from front to back that held the rear plug in place. You were in agony.
“Why don’t you take her for a little walk now?” The nurse suggested. “A little movement will aid in the cleansing, and the dilation.”
“Good idea.” Said the black man, who then clipped a dog leash onto your collar before taking you for a walk outside.
The sun was still warm, but a cool breeze made your nipples hard as you followed behind the man on the grass. Your belly felt full, and you were far from comfortable. You felt the plug in your ass with every step.
The man took you underneath a tree, and gave you an order.
“Kneel, bitch.”
You kneeled, as he pulled his cock out of his pants, and stuck it into your mouth.
“Tell you what’s gonna happen, slut. Me and some homes are having a little party at one of the cottages tonight, and you’re on the menu. You think you got fucked last night, that was a warm-up. We gonna get you back to the clinic, you gonna blow that shit outta your ass, and then she gonna give you another rinse-out. Then she’s gonna stick another plug up your patootie that will make this one feel like a pencil.”
You looked over to see the SUV pulling into the the resort, three new girls inside, ready to report. You remembered the welcome whipping. Adrian, and the painful ride on the wooden horse. And seeing a woman sucking a man’s cock when you first arrived, under the same willow tree you are now.
About halfway down the hall, you spotted one of the few male slaves in the facility. His thumbs were tied behind him, and his balls were roped to a post. On his back in black marker were the words: ‘I AM A MASTURBATOR’. His head was locked inside a leather gimp mask, a dildo stuffed into his mouth, held in with a rubber strap. As you walked past, you could see a second dildo pushed into the man’s rear. He was whimpering and crying. You continued to walk past him to the exit.
The clinic was located in an outbuilding at the end of a small paved path. The sun was still shining, you could also feel the warmth of the time you had spent with the young buck from the kitchen staff.
The entrance to the clinic was very clean, and well-lit.
“You must be Tessa.” The woman at the counter smiled. “Our 4 o’clock. We’ll be right with you.” The woman stood up, took a folder, and disappeared into a back room.
“Tessa?” Came another voice from a side door. A pretty young woman, dressed in a white smock. “Come this way, please. Room number two, if you will.’
Room number two was bigger than a usual examination room. You were also somewhat surprised to see one of the black men who had used you sexually the night before, sitting in a side chair. The woman continued to look at your chart, as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
“It says here there was a complaint last night.” The nurse said, pulling out a scrap of paper. She then showed it to you. On it was scrawled in capital letters, ‘BUNG TOO TITE’.
The nurse turned to the black man to confirm the problem. “Could you go into a bit more detail, Sir?”
“Yeah, her ass was too tight, y’know?” The black man began. “I mean, she’s got a pretty good size butt and didn’t fuss or nothin’, but like, it was HARD to fit it in there, right? And I was concerned, like, that I could get my root chafed or something if it ain’t fixed better.”
“Oh, we’re so sorry to hear that, Sir!” The nurse comforted. She then turned to you.
“Tessa, I think you need to apologize to the man.”
The man was just grinning as you began.
“Oh, I’m so sorry my butt hole was so tight, Sir. I hope you’ll accept my apology, and understand that I meant no harm.” Your face was red, but you were in an awkward spot.
“Is there anything else, Sir?” The nurse bent to the black man.
“Yessum - I don’t want to get any of her rear dirt on my magnet. I think she needs to be cleaned real good as a sign of respect for my organ.” His white teeth shined between his thick lips.
The nurse went back to the file, and began writing. “Very understandable, and all quite easy to remedy. I think we can have Tessa ready in about an hour and a half. I assume you’d like to watch the procedure?”
“Yessum!” The man smiled.
“We’ll start with a cleansing, Tessa. Follow me, please.” The nurse then led you out of the room down yet another hallway. The black man followed behind, his hand giving a playful spank to your bottom a couple of times.
“Here we are, the spa!” The nurse opened the door, and you were surprised to see the young girl called ‘1016’ standing in a large tiled shower stall, bent over a metal rail with a plastic tube in her rear, leading up to an enema bag.
“Right next to her, if you please.” The nurse ordered. 1016 looked up silently, and nodded to you. You nodded back as you bent over. The black man sat down on an office chair to watch the show.
“Yes, it’s amazing what a liter of nice, warm soapy water can do. Nothing wrong with that at all!” The nurse said, preparing the bag with a solution, and getting out a sanitary hose to administer the treatment.
A latex finger was rubbed on to your ass hole with a lubricating jelly. The hose was then inserted. The woman had done this before. A few moments later, you felt your belly begin to fill. The black man sitting in the chair stood up a couple of times to get a glimpse from a different angle. He took out his phone and snapped a few pictures.
1016 looked over at you. “My boyfriend sent me here. I get one of these every day.”
She was really quite pretty, a head of curly blonde hair, and very long eyelashes. A tattoo on her neck provided the identification: ‘1016’.
The enema was beginning to get quite uncomfortable as you felt fuller and fuller. The nurse had said it was a liter of fluid, it felt like much more.
“And now, for the next part of the treatment - Tessa, we’re going to have to put a dilator plug up your rectum to hold in the solution to let it do its magic.” The nurse said in a chatty voice. “We’ll need to use a fairly big plug to help stretch out that tight bung hole for this nice man’s comfort.”
The nurse left, and returned with the plug. It looked something like a pepper grinder. She lubricated the plug. You felt the enema tube being pulled out from behind.
“Now, hold it all in, Tessa!”
The feeling of the tube being pulled out was replaced by the pressure of the plug. The nurse pushed the plug in with the sensitivity of a woman stuffing a turkey. The plug felt massive. The nurse wiped another layer of lubricant around your stretched hole, then secured a nylon belt around your belly. The belt made the fullness feel even worse. The belt also had a strap going from front to back that held the rear plug in place. You were in agony.
“Why don’t you take her for a little walk now?” The nurse suggested. “A little movement will aid in the cleansing, and the dilation.”
“Good idea.” Said the black man, who then clipped a dog leash onto your collar before taking you for a walk outside.
The sun was still warm, but a cool breeze made your nipples hard as you followed behind the man on the grass. Your belly felt full, and you were far from comfortable. You felt the plug in your ass with every step.
The man took you underneath a tree, and gave you an order.
“Kneel, bitch.”
You kneeled, as he pulled his cock out of his pants, and stuck it into your mouth.
“Tell you what’s gonna happen, slut. Me and some homes are having a little party at one of the cottages tonight, and you’re on the menu. You think you got fucked last night, that was a warm-up. We gonna get you back to the clinic, you gonna blow that shit outta your ass, and then she gonna give you another rinse-out. Then she’s gonna stick another plug up your patootie that will make this one feel like a pencil.”
You looked over to see the SUV pulling into the the resort, three new girls inside, ready to report. You remembered the welcome whipping. Adrian, and the painful ride on the wooden horse. And seeing a woman sucking a man’s cock when you first arrived, under the same willow tree you are now.
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