Natalie

Natalie - Part 2

My head was pounding. Literally pounding, I couldnÕt even open my eyes the pain was sobad.  When I finally did wake up,it was almost 1pm.  God I hatedbeing hung over. 

What had she said? If I still didnÕt feel good to give her a call?  Was she just making small talk or wasshe serious?  I remember talking tosome nurses once and have heard that when theyÕve been drinking the nightbefore, they hook themselves to an IV and *POOOF* no more hangover.  I could definitely deal with that!  DidnÕt she say her roommate waspre-med?  Maybe she had access toan IV? Oh I would do anything to get this steel drum band out of my head.  It was even difficult to stand in theshower, my equilibrium was all screwy, I made my mind up to call her and see ifshe could help.

ÒOh does your head still hurt from last night?Ó her softvoice even soothed the Mexican Hat Dance playing in my skull.

ÒYes, I am really hurting, my stomach hurts too and I feeldizzy,Ó I replied, I sounded weak, I felt it too.

ÒHold on,Ó I could hear her talking muffled through thephone.  Was she laughing?  She was yelling to someone, maybe herroommate was home? ÒMy roommate says to come on over, she has just the thing tocure you, but you have to trust us ok? We will make you allllll better! Building 3, apartment 1215Ó click.

That was it, she had hung up.  Great.  Now Iwas nervous.  Did she really knowwhat the heck to do or was I getting into some crazy shit with some crazycollege girls?  I couldnÕt haveanother drink, so her cure had better not be the hair of the dog.  Or I am out of there!

I put on a button down shirt, combed my hair back and threwon some Dockers.  I am sure Ilooked like some yuppie out of a sitcom, but I didnÕt want to go over therewithout at least making an effort. I might have been under the weather, but she was still totally gorgeous.

I hit their buzzer precisely 15 minutes later.  I was excited.  My heart was racing.  I didnÕt have a mirror, but I bet myeyes would have been fully dilated. Every sound around me I was aware of.  My tongue felt covered in glue.  Although I was still definitely hung over in a bad way, itdidnÕt seem that bad.  That rush ofadrenaline, just like standing at the edge of the high dive and lookingdown.  As I heard the door begin toturn, I crossed my fingers and breathed Òhere goes nothing.Ó

Like out of a dream, there she was in front of me.  I must have looked terrible, even withthe natty threads, because she only half smiled before taking my arm andpulling me through the doorway.

ÒOh you poor thing, it looks like you have been through awar, here sit down over here.Ó  Sheled me to their kitchen and I sat down at the table while she excused herselffor a moment.  Typical girlÕskitchen, everything nice and neat, pictures everywhere, a spice rack, hell evenlittle oven mitts that jived with the interior.  I was hoping their cure was going to be more than the teathat was on the stove.  I got myanswer when the two girls came through the swinging kitchen doors.  Both were in white nurses uniforms withtheir hair pulled back, wearing white latex gloves and perched upon 3Óstilettos.  They came in andcrossed their arms.  Her roommate,a complete Asian Goddess was leading the way. 

ÒMr. Blackstone, I have spoken with Natalie and she said youwere hungover with a headache and stomach cramps, plus some minor aches andpossible vertigo?  Well not toworry, I have just the cure, but we are going to need you to go into thebathroom and disrobe and then meet us back in our medical room for treatment.

ÒOk, thanks doc?Ó

ÒThatÕs nurse to you, I am not a doctor yet,Ó she smiled, Icould have died right there she was so beautiful.

ÒYes, Nurse, I canÕt tell you how much this means to me,this headache alone is driving me insane,Ó  I said as I got up fro the kitchen and followed the twowomen down the hall.

What the heck was going on here?  Did they think I was faking it?  Were they both going to cure me with a double shot oflove?  I mean, holy Christ, I mightscore with the two most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes upon, and here Iwas barely able to walk straight and feeling like absolute ass.  Kinky outfits too!  They were both wearing matchingoutfits, right down to the white nurses hat and tight tops, and from behind, I couldeasily tell that thongs were under their white skirts.  My knees were buckling as I imaginedwhat it was like to be with the two of them.

ÒOk, now take off all your clothes, put this on, and knockon the bathroom door when you are ready, Natalie will escort you to the medicalroom.Ó  I entered the bathroom,again it was such a girls apartment. How many little bottles of stuff and bars of whatever do they need tolook and smell as good as they do? I saw my ÒgownÓ and put on the blue smock-looking thing.  God I felt like an idiot.  They really did like to go the distancewith these things.  I felt like Iwas in a doctorÕs office.  Butsomething didnÕt feel right.  ThenI saw it, in the mirror, my ass was clearly visible.  The blue gown had the ass part cut out.  Or at least whatever was there wasnÕtthere, or had fallen off, the short of it was that my butt was out in thebreeze!  Literally!

ÒUm Natalie, I think I have a problem, my gown doesnÕthave-Ó

ÒCome on, donÕt be shy, its not like we havenÕt seen alittle boys butt before,Ó  I couldhear her giggle through the door. A little boy?  I was easily10 to 15 years older than her.  Andsurely I should be able to wear my own clothes when I am getting an IV.  I guess theyÕre having a little fun atmy expense.  Fine, just as long asthey get rid of this axe stuck in my head.  I bet they were laughing their asses off, knowing I was insuch pain and yet having to jump through their hoops.  Looking at my butt in the mirror, I feltÉ taken down a pegÉEven though I knew this whole situation was ridiculous, I involuntarily let outa sigh, and knocked on the door.

The door swung open slowly with a creak and Natalie motionedwith her clipboard for me to walk out in front of her.  Oh god, she was doing this to me onpurpose.

ÒI knew it, you do have a little boys butt!  Alright little boy, down the hall andthrough the door on your right, its time for you to get your medicine!Ó And sheslapped my bare ass with her clipboard making me jump.  I almost had to stop and pinch myself,was this real?  Was I really halfnaked in the girl of my dreamÕs apartment about to get molested by her and hergorgeous roommate?  I was eitherdreaming or the luckiest guy alive.

I opened the door and immediately my stomach was in my throat.  What the hell kind of a room wasthis?  It looked more like a labthan a medical room.  The beautifuldark haired Asian Princess was standing next to a flat, white, leather table,her gloved hand was holding a large tube and with her other she pointed to thetable.

ÒGet up on the table, on all fours, and face that way, withyour head towards the mirror.Ó She was pointing again.  I noticed the tube, it was clear andthick, and it looked as though it was connected to a large metal can attachedto the top of a stand.

This was not what I expected.  She was serious! Up on the table on all fours? She wasnÕt budging, her expression hadnÕt changed, but there was no wayI was getting up on that table like a dog.  Then Natalie gave me a push from behind.

ÒYou heard the nurse, get on the table and we will make youfeel better.  But you have to trustus little boy,Ó she pinched my ass, hard, and I yelped forward from theunexpected violation.  Before Iknew what I was doing, I climbed up on the table, facing the mirror, and couldsee Natalie and the Asian Princess behind me, one pointing at my naked buttwhile they both tried to hold back their laughter.  That damn blue gown was doing nothing but exposing my ass andsliding up my body.  I might aswell have been naked. 

ÒGood, now put your head down on the table, just your head,thatÕs it keep your knees and hips up, there, now just relax while we secureyou,Ó  my ass was in the air whilemy head rested facing forward on the leather table.

Secure me?  Fora simple IV?  They worked togetherand before I knew what was happening, they had 4 leather straps pulled over mylegs, lower back, shoulders and lastly on my head, all cinched down tight.  I could feel the cool leather holdingme down, it was somehow comforting. But I also felt very vulnerable. I couldnÕt move, at all, and the position I was in, well, it washumiliating.  I could see from themirrors surrounding me that all of this was obvious to the two vixens.  They were both looking at me andsmiling.  My headache was comingback stronger.  My mouth was dryand like a fish on a hook, I realized then I was completely at their mercy.

ÒWell Nurse Natalie, the patient here was lucky you had himcome in, I can see he is going to need a 2 part treatment.  Can you please get the other standwhile I prep him?Ó

I saw Natalie walking behind me and slide over another long,telescopic stand like the one that had the large metal gallon can hangingupside down from it.  As sheadjusted the height of the stand, I felt something cold slide along my assholeand I gasped.  The two girlslaughed in unison.

Natalie came up next to me and knelt down so her face waslevel with mine.  She brushed myhair away from my eyes as I stared into hers, mine with a slightly panicked expressionI am sure.

ÒAre you ready for your treatment?  The first we call the cleanser, this will take away yourhangover and make you feel better and relaxed too.  The next, well, how do I say this, the next treatment ismore of aÉÓ her eyes were sparkling as she spoke to me.  I could sense she was enjoying thisimmensely, the way she was looking at me and her body language betrayed thatshe seemedÉ turned on?  Her chestwas level with the table and I had more than an eyeful of her cleavage, I mean,it was inches from my face, I could literally feel the heat from her enormous,perfect chest. What could be turning her on about this?  If anything, I should be the one turnedon!

ÒPunishment!Ó the word rang out from behind me, it was herroommate, the beautiful Asian princess who filled in the blank forNatalie.   I looked upstartled when she said this and she caught my eye in the mirror and winked atme.

ÒYes, thatÕs it! It was right on the tip of my tongue,Ó as Natalie said this she took oneof her gloved fingers and traced my mouth, touching my tongue as I opened forher with a slight whimper.  Shestuck two more fingers in my mouth, ÒSuck on them, it will help take your mindoff of the treatmentsÉÓ

It was right at that moment that I felt something coolsliding into my ass. I screamed before I could stop myself and I involuntarilylurched forward to try and un-impale myself from whatever had just stuck mefrom behind.  Nothing doing.  It was being pushed further and furtherinside me, in the meantime, Natalie had put a fourth finger into my mouth andwas trying to quiet me down.

ÒSsssshhhh shhhh, thatÕs it, let the nurse slide in yourtreatment.  She is going to makeyou feel better, but like I said before, you have to trust me.  You trust me donÕt you?Ó she waslooking into my eyes deeply, she was serious now.  I nodded my head, and as I did, I saw Natalie look in themirror to her roommate behind me and they exchanged a smile.  I heard a click at that moment and feltsomething thick and warm pouring into me through the tube.

ÒEnjoy your enema, little boy, this one will be so mucheasier to take than your punishment enema.  And I am going to make it extra strong, I want you toremember this day for a long time. Have you ever had one of those? Oh I know, this feels uncomfortable and soon you will have horriblecramping, but I can assure you it is nothing compared to your nexttreatment.Ó  Suddenly my firstcramp hit, It felt like my insides were being ripped out.  I tried to moan but she withdrew her handsfrom my mouth and then covered it. The straps holding me down were not giving one inch and I could see inthe mirror her friend was raising the telescopic stand, taking the can higher,forcing more of the thick liquid into me at a faster rate.  I was beginning to sweat.  I looked up at Natalie who had nowmoved to sit on the table to more easily hold my mouth shut.

ÒOh no, those sad puppydog eyes will not work on me, youknow just as much as I do that you need this first treatment, and that youdeserve the second treatment.  Itsbeen a long time coming hasnÕt it. Cramping already?  Oh youpoor thing, you are going to be forced to hold this enema for an hour, and itis going to be almost unbearable. After the can empties into you we are both going to go shopping at themall, but we will spare you any indignities, a plug will be inserted into yourass to keep this gallon in you. You wont spill a single drop and the entire time we are walking andshopping and talking, you are going to be here, cramping, sweatingÉ and thenits just the beginning.Ó

I could hear the nurse behind me tapping the metal can asNatalie spoke, doing her best job to make sure everything was being forced intomy stomach and intestines.  Shethen came around in front of me, on the other side of Natalie, and pulled myhead by my hair until I cried out.

ÒMost people would pay a lot of money for this deepcleansing.  So donÕt you make asound while we are gone.  Or shouldwe gag you?Ó the Asian Princess asked me?

Before I could even say a thing, Natalie jumped on hertrain, ÒOh yes, thatÕs a great idea, as a matter of fact I have just the rightgag!Ó She opened the drawer beneath the table and pulled out a white blob withtwo tubes running from it.  Thefirst tube went to what looked like a bulb.  It was a pump, it would inflate the gag in my mouth.  But what was that other tube for?

ÒOpen wider, little boy, this has got to go all the wayin.Ó  I opened like a little birdand she roughly shoved the gag into my mouth.  Her friend took the pump and began slowly inflating it withher gloved hand.  Each pump made mymouth bulge out more and more. She kept pumping it, nice and slow, watching mymouth expand and finishing just as I felt Natalie behind me pulling the enematube from my asshole.

ÒYou had better concentrate and close your ass when I pullthis tube out.  If you so much asspill one drop I am going to collect each drop and make you lick it off of myfinger.Ó  I was in so much pain IdidnÕt know if I could hold in the enema. It was huge and I was literally bursting.  Somehow I did, and before I could recover, she was impalingme on a huge butt plug. 

ÒWhat? No Ôthank youÕ for the lubricant?  Well, I am definitely going to makeyour punishment enema one to remember now.  I hope you suffer while we are out shopping, just stay hereon this bed, on your knees with your head down and suffer, nerdling!  You know you deserve it!Ó and with herlast push she had the plug all the way inside me.  My head was reeling. I was still hung over, but now my insides were being split apart and myass was on fire.  I saw out of thecorner of my eye that her roommate had given her the long tube that wasattached to my gag.  She was, ohgod no, she was attaching it to the plug in my ass.

Her roommate climbed up on the table and straddled my headbetween her knees, holding me steady. ÒI am sure you already know what the tube doesÉÓ and with that shesqueezed my stomach with both hands like a Heimlich maneuver, the pain andcramping were unbearable and I writhed on the leather table in pain. 

ÒHere it comes, this is a warning to what happens to badboys who lose control.Ó NatalieÕs sing-song voice echoed in the tile chamber asthe ÒfeedingÓ tube from my butt plug suddenly spurted a long stream of enemarunoff into my mouth through the inflatable gag.  I couldnÕt spit it back out and I couldnÕt keep it there, Ihad to swallow, and I did it as quickly as I could so I wouldnÕt throw up andchoke to death.  I began to sob,because I knew no matter what, after an hour, I would not be able to keepeverything inside and there would be many more mouthfuls of filth coming myway.  Her roommate chimed in,ÒDonÕt worry little boy, you will get used to the taste after about 5 moretimes, just donÕt swallow too much or your cramping will get worse as yourbladder fills.  Oh doesnÕt he lookmagnificent here, a symbiotic system of pain, humiliation, and suffering!  I absolutely love it!  Come on Natalie, lets go shopping whileI am still high from our medical session.Ó

ÒOk, we are leaving,Ó I could hear them snapping off theirrubber gloves, ÒYou realize this is the easy part right?Ó Natalie was walkingcloser to me.  She took my chin byher hands and traced a tear with her finger.  Òthe next enema we give you is going to be so muchworse.  And of course we will haveto restrain you properly for it. Something to think about while we are out shopping.  Now, speaking of shopping, whatÕs yourPIN for your ATM card?  I know itsfour numbers so why donÕt you just bang your head on the table for me for eachnumber.Ó  I looked at her indisbelief.  Not only was sheleaving me to suffer but she wanted to make me pay for it?  No way.  I resisted.  Ijust looked at her with a blank stare and then shut my eyes.

ÒTrying to ignore me? You have 3 seconds to start banging your head on the table.  ThreeÉ twoÉ one!Ó

ÒOh I was hoping he would resistÓ her roommate clapped herhands together in anticipation.  Ikept my eyes shut and just wished to be in a better place.  Nothing doing.  I felt one of them pulling the tube outfrom the butt plug.  And then therewas a hood over my face, I couldnÕt see now even if I did open my eyes.  Oh god what was going on!  I heard something like a water faucetrunning, but into plastic not metal. And then I could taste it. Oh god, it was piss, they were making me drink piss.  I couldnÕt stop the flow and it wascoming faster, right through the feeding tube into my mouth.

ÒSee little boy, resist all you want, all it will do isbreak you faster.  DonÕt get mewrong, eventually we will crush your ego and personality and make it into whatWE want, but for right now, every inch of resistance just allows us todemonstrate the power we have over you and to break you of your silly manhood.  Drink it down!  Drink down my piss, you toilet!Ó  I was gulping furiously.  Finally it stopped. 

ÒMy turn,Ó I heard her roommate say and started to bang myhead on the table. 

ÒToo late, you are drinking her pee whether you like it ornot, but if I were you I would keep banging out your PIN numbers on the tableor you might get something to eat from us as well!  I will get the feeding syringe just incase.Ó  Oh godÉ I kept banging out my PINnumber over and over with the limited movement I had with my forehead.  3512 over and over as her piss splasheddown the feeding tube and into my mouth. 

ÒThatÕs right, loser, swallow it, you disgusting creep!Ó herroommate finished and walked up next to me, talking to me as though I was justan object. ÒThe best part is that you will soon have a nice full bladder tomake your cramping worse!  OhNatalie can we feed him now?  Ireally have to go bad and I want to see him swallow it down, please, he will bedoing it eventually, lets break him into that now so he is a fully functioning toilet.Ó

I began to cry again as the hot, acidic piss kept flowingdown my mouth.  I could not be atoilet, this was not happening!  Iwould not eat their shit, no matter what, piss was one thing, but no, no, no,this was a nightmare.

ÒWell letÕs allow our little boy to recover, no need topunish him too hard too fast, everything with time.  Since you have been so good, I will leave this with you soyou can hear us.Ó She called her roommateÕs cell number and then put her phonedown on the table next to me.  ÒNowyou can hear us while we are shopping, we will have the other phone on in mypurse.  You will feel like you areright there with us!  And we mighteven ask you how bad your poor tummy hurts, but donÕt count on it, shopping isa full time activity!Ó Natalie then made sure the hood over my head was secureand tied it down tight while her roommate was fastening the tube back in myass.  She gave it a firm shovewhich made me grunt into the feeding gag. ÒShut up, Baka loserÓ she whispered into her phone, which I could hearperfectly next to my ear.  Then Iheard the girls laughing as they walked out of the room, leaving me to endurein darkness and silence.

ÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉÉ

Although I love shopping, I couldnÕt stay focused and enjoyit.  I was too excited about theloser I had tied up in my room a home. A full gallon of hot soapy water was at this moment trying to burst outof his ass.  I am positive he hashad more than a few gulps of that nasty concoction!  Oh this was so perfect!  I couldnÕt wait to get homeÉ!"

END PART 2