New obedience II SeXStoRY

Despite doing it in a bucket in the middle of the kitchen floor relieving herself was welcome indeed. She tried to ignore the fact that her master was taking pictures of her as she was doing so. He would probably post them later on his blog to show others how obedient she had become since he had started taking her in his own hands. She sloped out the content of the bucket in the now unlocked toilets and proceeded washing her ass hole with water and soap. Her master was very strict with the cleanliness of her ass and she was to have it "fresh" at all time. He could check on her at any moment, asking her to take her panties down and to bend over so that he could smell that she kept her little pucker to a high standard of hygiene. In practice it meant that each time she was going to the toilet she had to wash her bum. It was easy enough to do at home but could prove more challenging when away from the house. Of course she could wait to be home to go to the toilets and most of the time she did, but on the occasions she could not wait she had to tell him or to text him if they weren't together. That often meant he would check on her and he used to do so regularly before. Nowadays he would check a bit more sporadically as she had been thorough with obeying him so far. As she was rinsing the soap with some warm water she noticed the bag hanging from the wall with its small hose and probe attached to it. She new what was coming next. Her ass hole had to be kept clean at all times but, when her master wanted to sodomise her, her rectum had to be cleaned too. Without asking any question she laid down the bath rug on the tile floor and assumed position on all four. Only then did she call her master to tell him she was ready. Some times she was to give herself an enema but more often than not it was a task he took upon himself to carry out. He likes to humiliate her that way and anything he likes she wants to happen. She watched him coming into the bathroom as he was putting on a latex glove on his right hand. She was on her knees and elbows with her back arched so that her anus and her shaved pussy were well exposed. She kept watching as he put some jelly on the tip of his forefinger. He placed himself behind her and spread her cheeks with his left hand, as if needed, and started gently rubbing the jelly on his finger around her little pucker. In a slow but firm movement he pushed his finger in her. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation. The combination of the humiliation of having something, anything, inserted in her anus, the helplessness of resisting the intrusion and on top of it the sensations sent by her anus always sent her pussy running like a water mill. He withdrew his finger leaving her anus wanting for more. She did not have to wait for very long, though, to feel the tip of the probe now pressing on her pucker. She prefers the finger as it is a much softer sensation compared to the hard plastic of the probe but at the same time she knew that all this was just a preliminary of her getting properly fucked in the ass. Before this happened, however, there was the rather less enjoyable business of getting thoroughly cleaned... Soon after having had the probe inserted she felt the warm liquid invading her. She had no way of knowing for sure but from past experiences she guessed it was just some mild soapy water. Her master took great pleasure in washing her and he almost always started with two soapy water enemas. She was normally not made to keep these two in her for a very long period and this time was no different, save for the fact that she had to relieve herself in a bucket instead of the toilets. The third enema was different as the water was replaced by warm milk. Once she was full, which her master could tell by her twitching of her backside and contracting of her stomach, he withdrew the probe, let her a few seconds to feel more comfortable and order her to stand up with her hands on her head, fingers locked, facing the wall. That was the equivalent of being punished and sent to the corner, save that there were no free corner to stand in in the bathroom. She could feel his glaze in her back. She wasn't to move until she was allowed to relieve herself but she knew that permission would not be given until it was too late. That is she was going to have to plead to be allow to relieve herself and it would be refused so that she will have to disobey and then be punished for it. Once, has she could not withhold her enema any more, in order not to disobey him she had come on herself but she had been punished nonetheless. Punished for punished at least by seating on the bucket there was less of a mess to clean afterwards. This time round was no exception and once again she had to sit on the bucket without his permission. Once she was finished he told her to resume her position on all four and inserted the probe in her and filled her up with milk again. This time instead of telling her to stand up once she was full and he had removed the probe he spread more jelly in and around her anus. She could not see what he was doing but she soon understood. She felt the jellied over tip of the butt-plug pressing against her ass hole. She could not tell the size of it yet but she would soon find out. Slowly but in one motion he f***ed the lubricated intruder in her bowel. She was already full with milk and with this new intrusion, which seemed to be the biggest of her butt-plugs, she was not made to fill more comfortable. Ironically she was not going to be able to release any of the pressure she was feeling inside her now. She was made to stand up facing the wall again and left to simmer for what seemed like an eternity, although in reality it was probably something closer to five minutes. In any case her stomach was now cramping and despite the fact that her anus was fairly stretched by the butt-plug she was still busy tightening her cheeks to avoid any involuntary discharge. Her master ordered her to empty the bucket, clean it and put it away. Maybe she was going to be allowed the toilets finally. She obeyed but with great difficulty, her whole lower trunk was stiff as hell with her effort to keep her load in, but she managed her tasks. When she came back to the bathroom a plank had been laid across the bath for her to kneel on as her master indicated. As she knelled on the plank with her hand on one end of the bath her master tied her ankles on a spreader bar running across the bath too. She was now effectively on all four above the bath. Her master withdrew the plug from her butt and she had to keep all her concentration not to explode at the same time. She was instructed to keep her load inside for as long as possible and when she was able to hold it no more she could relieve herself. She tried to make her master proud but as the first cramp, since the plug was removed, occurred the milk filling her came out exploding in a long creamy jet. It took her three go to empty herself, all of which ended up being powerful milk jet streaming out of her ass. A few drops leaked on her pussy and along her legs and she grab a toilet glove and wipe herself clean. Her master was now patting her on her exposed backside and calling her a good girl. He re-introduced a butt plug in her, much smaller than the previous one by the feel of it and fitted her chastity belt round her waist then brought the front flat on top of her pussy and ass hole and secured it round the back with a chain going from the waist belt to the flap in between her cheeks. A small lock on the belt was preventing the removal of both the chain and the belt, making the whole assembly irremovable without unlocking the lock first. Her ankles were released from the spreader bar and she was told to get dressed and ready to go shopping. All this and she wasn't going to get fucked! Her pussy was already wetting the chastity belt and she could feel the butt-plug teasing her anus and yet they had to go outside with her in this state for non urgent domestic tasks. That was real torture!