Short Erotic Stories by Charlene O. Story : "Mother Superior" (part two) NOTE: This story has been altered! The text of this story has been altered to comply with Federal Trademark laws. References to federally registered trademarks have been replaced with generic terms. *** You have heard stories from the girls of the highest class but you always thought these stories were inventions to scare the younger girls of this Catholic boarding school... But for the second time Sister Superior preys open your buttocks and your feel a large and cold object being applied against your rosebud. "Oh my God!" you think and you gasp as the large mouthpiece is slowly forced into your rectum. You want to shout when the largest part painfully stretches your anus, but no more than a groan escapes the gag. Then the nozzle is smaller again and it glides easily in you. Firmly the nun presses the tube - it resembles a medium sized dildo - as deep as she can. You hear a whizzing sound as she presses the small pump and the balloon nozzle starts to inflate. Soon it feels as if your rectum is forcefully filled with some growing device. The part that is in your sphincter enlarges too, stretching the sensible muscle. Mother Superior checks the inflation by pulling hard at the tube and obviously the balloon is not inflated enough, because a few inches of the mouthpiece easily escape your anus. So she pumps again and you have to open your buttocks as wide as you can to accommodate the heavily inflated balloon in your bottom. The sensation of a filled rectum and an anal muscle that can't close because something is protruding from your body is weird, but fortunately not too unpleasant. Almost immediately you feel another sensation: cold liquid flowing deep inside of your colon. The soapy liquid flows from a large enema bag suspended high above the table. The sensation is not unpleasant either but after a few moments your colon is full and you feel your belly start to swell. You want to say that you had enough, that the skin of your belly is already stretching, but the gag prevents you to utter more than animal-like groans. Instinctively your body tries to relieve the increasing pressure by forcing the liquid out but the inflated balloon seals your rectum totally; the more you press, the more painfully the balloon stretches your sphincter, but you will never be able to force the inflated balloon through that muscle without tearing it. After a horrible long time the pressure stops increasing. You feel like nine months pregnant, your belly is distended. Your sex is largely open due to the efforts you had to make to open your buttocks to reduce the pressure. You try to keep your weight off of your belly but the strain in your shoulders is too painful, so you rest on the table, with the impression that your once so flat belly is forever a enormous water bag. "Now you will be whipped by Sister Alice." The voice of the nun is very near your head. Far away you can still distinguish Gregorian songs... "And Sister Alice will have no mercy. Because if Sister Alice's hand lacks force, she'll be in your place this evening... And Sister Alice knows this... Isn't it, Sister Alice?" "Yes, Mother, I know that..." the nun answers with a low voice. "Now take your medicine, young lady!" You stop breathing, hoping that another, external sensation of pain will make you forget the diffuse pain of the distended bowels, and you wait... Sister Alice hates this. She's not made for corporal punishments. She will never be a 'Mother Superior' and she knows it. Mother Superior knows it too, and that is why she has choosen Sister Alice to help her punishing you. She knows Sister Alice is so afraid of physical pain, that she will hit you with all the power she has, to convince Mother of here good intentions... Ssssswwweeezzzzzzzzzz.... tchack! "Au! Mmmpppfffff!!!" Oh that horrible noise of the whip that slashes through the air... And then the painless touch "I have been hit!" and then the overwhelming, fast growing pain wave: starting from the stinging line on your buttocks, when the whip hit you with full force of Sister Alice's stretched arm, in all directions, painfully stirring your distended belly. By instinct you clench all your muscles then you almost go mad with pain as this provokes horrible pain in your water filled bowels. You force yourself to take deep breaths, to relax your muscles, but your body won't participate: it knows the next hit is ready to come... And it comes... only an inch under the other one, nicely parallel, all by the book... Again that horrible fast growing wave... You feel as if the skin of your buttocks is ripped off... And again your bowels press all they can to overcome your sphincter and expel that overpressure... And another one, and another one... You loose the count of it, just trying to survive this, or even better, not survive, that the pain stops, that the pressure relieves... Suddenly then you realize that you are not being hit anymore, that the horrible sizzling sound has stopped. Your knees shake and you feel an pleasant warm flow along your legs. You need some time to realize that you hang limp in your bonds and that you are emptying your bladder, relieving a little bit of the strain in your lower belly. But then you realize too, that you are peeing on the floor, in front of Mother Superior and Sister Alice... Of course they have seen the golden stream escape from your gaping genitals... "We... will... teach... you... to... control... yourself..." The voice of Mother Superior is low and cold, sending shivers all over you. The next moment a bright white lightning of pain flashes in your blindfolded eyes as Mother Superior brutally withdraws the balloon, without even waiting that it is completely deflated. You feel as if your anal muscle is ripped off of you your body. Before that horrible pain is over, you hear again that frightening sound of the whip, and it hits you, mercilessly, on the sensible spot where your thighs and buttocks meet. The pain makes you shrink together, tightening all your muscles, pressing your body against the table... And then you feel the frightening sensation of the liquid streaming in your colon, invading the rectum ("No, no, noooo!!!"), you can't stop it, you can't stop it, you can't&hellip and finally the hot solution escapes your tortured body in large squirts... All your muscles are thrilling rhythmically to expel the soapy liquid. The jets come horizontally out of your rectum, one after another, while you continue peeing... You shout in panic. And the whip continues to hit you, at the same rhythm as your squirts. "Enough, Sister Alice. She had enough or she will pass out..." You shiver as the last ounces of the enema leave your body. You realize you are emptying your bowels and your bladder in public, in front of these two women, but you don't care, you don't care at all, enjoying with relief that the pressure has left your belly. You feel someone - Sister Alice? - using a towel to wipe you dry between your thighs. Then all along your legs. You clench your muscles to close your sphincters but with horror you realize that both your rectum and your bladder still drip and that you can't do anything about it: the stress and the pain in your lower belly have been so important, that your neural reflectors are temporarily disconnected. You hear Mother Superior say to the young nun: "This young lady will be incontinent for a few days. You will take care of that, Sister Alice." "Yes, Mother, I will. I'll make her wear a diaper and plastic pants." "Good. Now come over here and position yourself at the girl's right side so you can use your backhand to hit her vertically with this paddle. When I give you a sign, of course." You hear the footsteps as they change places but you have no idea what they are up to. Then a chair is moved with a grating sound. You feel someone is behind you, between your spread legs, obviously Mother Superior. The next moment you start up: Mother Superior is rubbing some ointment between your legs. It feels deliciously cool and the sensation of her palm cupping your genitals could even be pleasant, if it wasn't so horribly humiliating. The rubbing goes on for a moment and the strong smelling product - it smells like Vicks' Vapo Rub or something like that - is smeared even between the folds of your labia, around your urethra. You moan as the agile fingers mercilessly rub your ultra sensitive clitoris. Your bladder is still dripping as if they had put a catheter in your urethra. "Now we just have to wait..." But they don't have to wait a long time... The ointment that was so cool begins to feel warm. Hot even. Goosebumps cover your whole body and you sweat and shiver as if you had fever. Your crotch is on fire and the rest of your body seems ice cold as if all the warmth was drained between your legs. Mother Superior has noticed the changes too: "Look here between her legs, Sister Alice" she says, "our ointment has caused the skin to glow: it is hot and swollen, feel it!" You moan when you feel a cool hand touch you. Your whole crotch is now unbelievably sensitive! Even the slightest touch sends waves of sexual excitement through your whole body. Your nipples erect painfully against the cold wood of the table. "The warmth causes blood to be forced into the flesh of the genitals, making them swell. So they become even more sensitive." You hear a humming noise, as of a small electrical motor. The next moment some device is applied against your swollen labia. A vibrator! The sturdy device sends exciting vibrations through your whole pelvis... It must be some medical apparatus, because you've never felt something like that! Nothing to see with the toys you sometimes play with... Thirty seconds of this treatment, and you know you will have a fantastic orgasm... "Now, young lady, I know this sensation is pleasurable. But sexual pleasure is devil's pleasure and I will make that you associate this pleasure with pain so you won't ever again be tempted to search for that evil's pleasure..." She gives a sign to Sister Alice, who lifts her arm... ... with all the force of her backhand she slaps with the thin plastic paddle between your legs, hitting your whole sex, your perineum and your anal sphincter in one motion... The contrast between the pleasurable excitement of the vibrator and the horrible pain is maddening! You gasp for air... the orgasm was near, so near, and then... Tears of pain and frustration moisten the blindfold. Again the vibrator is applied between your legs, this time at the entrance of your vagina, where the density of neural endings is very important. Soon you feel again attracted towards an orgasm, you move your pelvis to bring your clitoris in contact with the vibrating head of the massage device but again Mother Superior withdraws the machine, and again Sister Alice hits you painfully on your swollen genitals. You are unable to think anymore, thousands of feelings, sounds, images, whirl through your head. Your sex is dripping, not only with pee, but also with your female juices. Long wet lines descend along your legs. Your body starves for an orgasm - it is the only way to relieve all the stresses of the last few hours. But your mind begins to fear the orgasm... It associates reaching an orgasm with horrible pain at the same place where the pleasure is... Your mind gets quiet as the vibrator is applied against the hood of your clitoris, send high frequency vibrations into your sexual center... Your body is ready for the orgasm. It nears. Nearer. It is in reach... You will reach it, it is here... you can grab it... "Now! Quick!" Sister Alice slaps again with full force, making you contract under the heavy pain, but you don't feel the pain anymore: the orgasm is so near that the endo-morphines disable your pain centers... Mother Superior notices that your body continues to arch and she fears the worst thing that could happen: that you have an orgasm while having pain, because then you would make the association pain - pleasure instead of the inverse, and nothing in the world would be able to keep you away from the forbidden lust of your body. In panic she shouts: "More! Hit her more! Or she will sin! Don't let her sin! Don't let her go!" Sister Alice hits you time after time between your legs like a madman, but instead of cutting the orgasm off, it stimulates your swollen genitals, sending you over the edge... A cloud in an exploding sky of psychedelic colours, Gregorian music, strong sexual fragrances... You've never sensed something like that before... Your whole body is one large sexual organ and your whole being becomes an orgasm... And before passing out, you think, "If this is hell, well then I want to be in hell forever..." I wish you happy dreams...   - end of the story - Copyright: © Charlene O. (June 2001)