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THE SENTENCE

At first glance, the sentence didn't seem to be that severe.  But
the evil grins on the guards told a different story.  As Steve
was lead off to the cells, the judges booming voice echoed in his
head.  "Level 3 plus" appeared to be mid-range on the punishment
scale of 1 to five.  But the word "plus" was an obvious concern
to Steve as he faced his sentence.

The New Order had taken over the country and with the takeover, a
new judicial system ruled the land.  Crimes, even minor ones,
were severely punished.  The point of the new punishments was not
to "redeem" the offender, but to make the punishment so horrible
that the crime would not be repeated.  In the words of the New
Order, "discomfort" was the guiding factor in the penal system.
This discomfort could be either mental anguish or embarrassment
up to and including physical discipline and pain.

Steve thought that his crime had been relatively minor.  The open
window with the curtains pulled back proved to be just to
alluring, particularly with beautiful lady removing her clothes
in plain view to all those who passed by on the street.  Steve
just couldn't help but stop and stare.  But when she turned
around and saw Steve looking her window, the story changed
dramatically.  Her shrill screams brought the police and resulted
in his arrest as a peeping Tom.

While the exact punishments were supposed to be a secret,
everyone new what Level 1 and Level 2 consisted of.  They were
designed to embarrass more than hurt the criminal and were given
out for minor violations, such as parking tickets and the like.

Level 1 punishment consisted of spanking, over the clothed
bottom, of the offender.  The actual punishment wasn't that
severe, but the embarrassment that resulted from an adult being
placed across the knees of an official and spanked provided good
results.  Level 1 punishments were accompanied by lectures on how
foolish the offender must feel and the like.

Level 2 punishments were more severe in nature.  In addition to
receiving a Level 1 spanking, the offender would have their
bottom bared and receive a very sound spanking.  The poor
offenders bottom would be bright red for days and sitting would
be very uncomfortable.  These spankings would be for an
indeterminate period of time, but would last until the offender
was kicking and crying and showing suitable signs of remorse.

The punishments beyond Level 2 were never discussed.  While there
were rumors of what they might consist of, there were few hard
facts.  It was known that those who underwent them very seldom
repeated their offenses.

Medical staff were called upon to perform the punishments.  Often
these people would consist of hospital orderlies and nursing
staff.  Medical personnel were used to insure that no
"unnecessary damage" were to occur during the "treatments" as
they were called.  For the most part, the medical staff didn't
support the system, but out of fear they complied with the
orders.

Steve spent much of the night awake.  He heard groans from the
down the cellblock that kept him awake.  The rumor on the tier
was that someone had been subjected to Level 5 punishment that
day.  He worried what the next day would bring to him.

At 6:00 the next morning the guards came for Steve.  He was not
fed breakfast, but was quickly taken to a "session center."  The
"session center" was a room where the punishments would be given.
Inside of the room there was a medical examining table equipped
with stirrups.  An I.V. stand stood near the base of the table.
Two chairs were present, both with the arms removed.  A low
locked cabinet was ominously set in the corner.  Overhead, a
bright examining light glared upward towards the ceiling. A small
toilet was one corner of the room.  It was a bleak sight for
Steve's eyes.

Steve sat only for a few seconds when a nurse entered the room.
She was beautiful and had a well proportioned body.  Her short
skirt set off her long, slender legs.  She was not what Steve
expected at all.  Her voice was not rough, like the guards, but
was soft and sensuous.  As she sat down, she motioned for Steve
to sit in the other chair.

She quickly looked at Steve's file and sighed.  The nurse
informed Steve that she would be his "proctor" today and would be
in charge of his discomfort.  Steve began to squirm in his chair
as the nurse told Steve that her name was Sue.  Sue informed
Steve that everything that took place was being recorded.  She
further informed Steve that would receive full measure for his
offenses.  While Sue could not alter the "discomfort" that Steve
would face, she advised him that if he cooperated he would not
receive extra punishment for his lack of cooperation.

Sue's voice was firm, but it had a sensual quality to it.  Steve
though that if the circumstances were different, he would be
highly aroused by her.

Sue informed Steve to remove all of his clothing except his
underpants and to put on what appeared to be a hospital gown.
Steve complied, but now his nervousness was beginning to show.
What was going to happen to him?

Sue moved her chair to the center of the room.  As she sat down,
her skirt moved up and showed her nylon covered legs.  A faint
smile crossed her face as she motioned for Steve to come over and
stand next to her.  Steve nervously approached the chair and
stood on Sue's right hand side.  With an amazingly firm grip, Sue
grabbed Steve's arm and pulled him over her lap.

Steve began to blush as Sue spoke in her soft sexy voice.  "Now
don't you feel stupid laying over my lap like some misbehaved
little boy?" she asked as she began to softly rub Steve's
upturned butt.  Steve began to stammer a response when he
suddenly felt a hard slap on his ass.  "I don't want to hear your
excuses.  You will only answer me when I tell you to answer.
Otherwise, I want you to be quiet and take your session well,"
she tartly responded.  Steve was shaken, but he laid across her
lap motionless and without word.  Sue went on, "You have been
sent here to feel discomfort, and by the end of our session you
will be very uncomfortable.  Your sentence is open ended, that
is, I must give you Level 3, but anything above that is up to my
discretion.  I guarantee you will be sorry for having ended up
here."

All the time she spoke, she was rubbing Steve's cloth covered
bottom.  A first Steve felt slightly aroused by it all, but he
was still nervous.  Sue continued to speak,"Your first punishment
will be Level 1.  This consists of you receiving a spanking like
a little spoiled brat over my knee.  While you may not think that
this is severe and will cause you much discomfort, I guarantee it
will.  Because a video tape of this will be sent to 10 of your
best friends and co-workers.  They will see you here, over my
knee, getting your backside swatted.  While this may not be
physically painful, the ridicule you will face in several days
will be more than enough to cause you squirm."

With those words, she began to spank Steve's butt.  The blows
weren't all that hard, but they caused a loud "SMACK" when they
landed.  Sue continued to explain how Steve's friends would laugh
seeing him in this predicament and being subjected to a silly
spanking.  Sue continued to deride Steve as she methodically
spanked his butt.  After about 75 swats, she stopped and began to
rub his ass again.  "How are we doing Steve?" she inquired.  "Is
your bottom a little sore?  That's nothing compared to what it
will be by the time you leave today."  With those words she
helped Steve stand up.  Steve just stood there, silent, with his
head bowed downward.

Sue stood up and said, "You were sent here because you like to
look at naked women,  is that right Steve?"  Steve stood silent
before her.  "Well my little peeping Tom, how do you like the
looks of this?"  said Sue as she began to remove her dress.  Sue
was more beautiful than Steve imagined.  She was wearing a small
lace bra and panties.  Her nylons were held up by a sexy garter
belt that encircled her small waist.

Steve stood dumbfounded.  But he could feel a stirring in his
underwear.  Sue slowly turned around and said, "Is this what you
like to see?  Does this excite you?" she said in a low sexy
voice.  As Steve began to answer he felt her firm hand on his
member.  "Oh, I can see that you like me.  I can feel that you're
getting hard.  That's not good Steve, we have ways of correcting
this and you just may find out what they are."

With that statement Sue grabbed and squeezed Steve's cock and
balls.  Steve grimaced as the level of discomfort increased.  Sue
sat down on the chair.  She sensuously reached under his gown and
began to rub his legs and cock.  Then she reached up under the
hospital gown and quickly pulled down Steve's underwear.  Sue
motioned for Steve to kneel and when he was in position she said,
"I don't like whiners."  She then took Steve's underwear and
turned them inside out.  Then in a practiced action, she grabbed
the back of Steve's hair and directed him to open his mouth.
With a remarkably firm grip, she forced the crotch of Steve's
underwear into his open mouth.  Pushing and shoving it into his
mouth to form an effective gag.  "This will help keep you quiet
for our next phase," she said.

Grabbing the top of his head, Sue placed Steve over her lap once
again.  She reached over and opened the lower tie on his hospital
gown and exposed his naked butt to the air.  Steve began to
blush, and a new set of worries ran through his mind.

She began to rub his butt in a soothing fashion as she mentioned
that his bottom was pink.  Her hands wandered between his cheeks
and down to his cock and balls as she  intoned that his behind
would soon would be bright red to match his face.

After a what seemed like several minutes of caressing his ass,
Sue landed the first blow to Steve's bottom.   A loud "WHAP"
sounded throughout the room as Steve jumped slightly under the
blow.  The blow caught Steve by surprise and the sting was much
stronger than the previous blows he withstood.  Sue remarked, "If
you jumped at that, I hate to think what you will do when I
really get down to business."  She went on, "By the time I let
you up your bottom will be well spanked and red.  Tears will fill
your eyes and your yelps of pain will come out as muffled cries
as you chew on your own dirty underwear."

Steve was worried now and he knew he was in for a rough going.
But with his member rubbing against her legs, he continued to be
slightly aroused by the entire process.  Sue stated, "You may
think that all bare spankings are alike, well you're definitely
wrong.  Where I place the blows can greatly determine your
discomfort level."  With those words, she raised her hand and let
it quickly fall onto upper part of Steve's left cheek.  A "SLAP"
could be heard when the blow fell.  "You see, if I hit you here,
on the upper part of your bottom, the pain is not as bad as if I
hit you here," she said as she landed a second blow to lower part
of his right cheek.  The second blow caused Steve to flinch a
bit. " And," she continued,  "If I aim my blows here they can
really hurt, don"t you think Steve?"  A third blow landed on
Steve's upper thigh and caused his leg to kick a bit.

Steve was worried now.  He was embarrassed by being in this
position over a beautiful girls lap as she smacked his bare ass
with her hand.  He was also concerned about the pain he would
feel as the punishment went on.  The last two blows really hurt
his tender bottom.

Sue continued as she rubbed his naked butt and reached between
his legs and gave his balls a little squeeze and twist, "I will
spank your bottom until I feel you a sorry for what you did.  I
intend to cause you considerable discomfort both now and when you
sit down in the future.  If you want to avoid more severe
discomfort, I advise you to take your beating like a man."

With that she began to smack Steve's bottom.  She started slowly
at first, alternating the blows from high to low and from one
cheek to the next.  As the spanking went on, she increased the
speed and began letting several blows fall on the same spot.
Little yelps came through Steve's gag and his butt began to dance
over Sue's gartered thighs.  About every 25 swats, Sue stopped
and rubbed Steve's ass.  Her hands often wandered down between
his thighs as she teased his cock and balls.

Finally, after one particularly hard blow, Steve reached a hand
back to protect his exposed bottom.  Immediately Sue pushed Steve
off her lap onto the ground and looked at him with a sorry
expression.  In a soft low voice she announced, "That was a
mistake.  Your actions to protect yourself will force me to make
you highly uncomfortable.  I have no choice in this matter as
everything is captured on film.  But I hope you take your
punishment better in the future."

Steve looked up at her with tears in his eyes.  His bottom was
red and sore and the gag in his mouth tasted awful and was wet
with saliva.  Sue must have taken pity on Steve as she took his
hands and fastened them together with several wraps of adhesive
tape.  "This should take care of that problem for a while," she
stated.

Sue then directed Steve across her lap again.  As she moved his
hospital gown to expose his backside she noticed that his bottom
was now bright red from the spanking.  Slowly she began to
massage his bottom occasionally rubbing between his legs and
teasing his balls.  I think I have just the thing to make you
really squirm.  Steve could hear Sue putting on a pair of rubber
gloves.  He then heard the screw cap of jar open and little
giggle from Sue's lips.  A strange, but familiar odor filled the
room.  He felt her gloved hand roam over his sore backside as she
pried open the red cheeks of his ass.  Then he heard her say,
let's see if we can put some fire in the ass of yours.  With
that, Steve felt her grease covered finger enter his ass.  It
seemed at once that his cornhole was on fire and he began to
squirm as she reamed his hole and fucked it with her finger.
"How do you like a little Vicks up your ass?" she asked as Steve
just laid there wiggling his ass in a futile attempt to avoid the
fire that had been injected up his butt.

Then, without warning, she began spanking him again.  But rather
than slow, methodical swats, she hit him rapidly and hard.  Steve
soon was moaning through the gag and his legs were kicking in
pain.  His whole body lurched as the blows rained down on his
reddened bottom.  As the blows continued tears flowed down his
cheeks and his body convulsed as the swats roamed at will over
his bottom.  Some of her swats hit viciously on his thighs
causing bright red marks.

Then she stopped and brought her patient upright.  Steve's bottom
was red from the top of his cheeks on down to the middle of his
thighs.  He grimaced in pain as the fire in his butt was slow to
be extinguished.  Sue grabbed the gag from his mouth and listened
to his sobs.  She then stated, "I know your bottom must really be
sore, and you must really hate me, but I am only doing my job.
If I didn't do it, they would find someone else, possibly who
would be worse.  In a week or two you will be as good as new and,
so far, I haven't done any permanent damage to you."  The words,
"so far" stuck in Steve's mind.  He thought to himself, "If this
is Level 2, what is Level 3?"

He didn't have long to wait.  Quickly, Sue grabbed him by the
balls and lead him over to the examination table.  There, she
directed him to lay down and to put his feet up in the stirrups.
Steve complied, but his bottom raged with pain, especially where
the top of his cheeks came in contact with the table.  Steve
began to worry what was next.  In fact, he began to shake in
nervousness.   As Sue began to fasten him to the table with
straps and rope she ask him, "Are you afraid of what is next?"
Steve nodded his head.  "You should be," was her reply.  While
she was fastening his hands she bent over Steve and gave him a
sensuous kiss on the neck and whispered in his ear, "I really
like the next part of your discomfort."  Steve dreaded what would
come next.

After he was secured on the examination table, Sue opened and
pealed back his hospital gown up to his waist.  Steve felt
completely helpless in this position as he thought to himself how
exposed and vulnerable a woman must feel during an examination.

Sue stood down at the bottom of table and began once again to rub
Steve's red bottom.  But this time she let her hands roam over
his balls and cock and shortly Steve was fully erect.  Then she
began to speak.

It is widely known in the outside world what Level 1 and 2
punishments consist off.  While you will receive an extra measure
of discomfort for trying to protect yourself, you have basically
come through these two levels rather well, although it may be
some time before you can sit again.

Now your punishment is up to me.  Your sentence is for Level 3
plus.  That means that I can punish you as I desire up to and
including Level 5, if necessary.  I am now going to describe what
levels 3, 4, and 5 involve.  I would suggest that you mentally
prepare yourself for completing Level 5.  One other thing, the
exact nature of these Levels is to be kept secret from the
masses.  If ever you reveal what takes place from now on, it is
an automatic sentence for Level 6, and while Level 6 extends for
days, no one has yet to return to society to tell of its horrors.

Sue walked over to the cabinet in the corner of the room.  There
she unlocked the bottom doors and removed a big red two quart
enema bag and tube.  Steve looked in horror as she walked over to
the sink.  As she began to run the hot water in the sink, she
reached into a cabinet and took out a bottle of soap. Steve
groaned as he watched her squeeze some soap in the waiting enema
bag.  He quickly turned away as he heard the water gurgle into
the bag and then he had to look.  Bubbles from the bag squirted
out of the top as the bag filled with water.  Then when it was
full, Sue attached the top to bag, closed the clamp, and began to
approach the examination table.

As she laid the filled enema bag on Steve's stomach she said,
"Level 3 consists of abdominal anguish.  You see how full the bag
is?  Can you see how it bulges?  In a very short period of time
you will be bulging just as large with it's hot, soapy contents.
This is the part I like.  I love seeing a mans bright red butt
squirm as the solution flows in their ass and their face contorts
as the cramps rage.  Most men will be crying like little babies
before half of the solution has emptied from the bag.  They cry,
they plead, but they will take it all, and maybe more.  You will
be no different.  I am going to stick that nozzle up your ass and
open the clamp.  I will watch you squirm, plead and feel the
discomfort.  And, by the way, if you have any thoughts about
leaking or releasing the contents of your poor miserable guts
before I tell you, there are two more bags waiting in the cabinet
for your repeat performance.

You will then be released from your awkward position and forced
to stand by the toilet for 10 minutes.  If you empty yourself
before I allow you to, I have the option of repeating the
treatment, with more solution, whipping you more severely, or
going directly on to Level 4 or 5 punishments.  I get a real kick
out of seeing men plop down on the toilet seat ready to dump
their loads only to have the fire from their butts propel them
upwards again.  I really puts them in a quite a quandary, as you
will see.  Steve began to shiver with fear.

As I stated, I have the option of going onto to Level 4
punishment.  "Would you like to know what Level 4 consists of?"
she inquired.  Steve could not answer, but he meekly shook his
head yes.  "I thought you would," she replied.

Again, she walked over to the cabinet and took out several items.
As she returned to the table, Steve shuddered with what he saw.
She carried over two syringes, one larger, one smaller, a small
tube of something, and long, paper wrapped item that he could not
distinguish.

Sue moved down to the side of the table and placed the items next
to Steve.  She then picked up his cock and began to stroke it.
"Men are so proud of their cock's," she said.  They all try to
take such good care of them, wearing jocks and stuff you know.
But they can be a hindrance at times.  Especially when a catheter
is being passed up them.  Steve shuddered and moaned, "Oh no!"
which caused Sue to squeeze his balls in a very uncomfortable
fashion.  "I told you to be quiet!" she said, "One more slip up
and these little dangles will be history."

"Now," she said, "Have you ever been catheterized before?"  Steve
just shook his head no.  "Oh, you really have something to look
forward to," she replied.  Let me describe what I will do to you.
First, we must be sure that everything sterile and clean.  Sue
looked down at Steve's cock and noticed that is now as limp as a
wet noodle.  "Oh my," she said, "This will never do.  For the
maximum discomfort, you must be as hard as a rock."  "Perhaps
this will help," she said, as she removed her bra and let her
tits swing loose.  As she removed her panties she purposely bent
over showing her backside to Steve as he laid strapped to the
table.  "Seeing a little tit," she said as she bent over Steve's
face, "usually gets a man excited."  "And how about a little
pussy?" she inquired as she fingered herself while beginning to
rub Steve's now hardening cock.  "There, that's better," she said
as his cock came to full attention.  As scared as Steve was, Sue
was doing a great  job at getting him horney.

She then resumed as she continued to stroke his cock with one
hand, "First we wash the tip of your pecker with an antiseptic
pad.  Sue reached down an opened a moist towelette and began to
cleanse Steve's cock.  Steve groaned, he was sure that he was
about to feel the discomfort of Level 4.  "Then," Sue continued,
" we must apply a little lubrication, and emphasize that I use
only a little lubrication during the process."  Sue then reached
over and broke open a small container of K-Y Jelly and squeezed a
small amount onto the tip of Steve's cock.  "More," Steve
whimpered, as he begged for more jelly to ease the passage of the
tube.  "Don't you wish," was the reply from Sue.  "Maybe I should
use the Vick's instead," she said.

Holding Steve's cock upright in one hand, Sue continued, "The
insertion of the catheter into an aroused male is highly
uncomfortable.  Some have described it as if a red hot poker were
being inserted in their dicks.  Others say it is like having
your cock sandpapered, from the inside.  Because as I insert the
catheter, I will use very little lubrication and will twist the
tube during insertion, you will be very uncomfortable.  I have
not had a patient who hasn't cried out begging for mercy after
only a few inches have been inserted.  Beads of sweat broke out
on Steve's brow.

"You will note I have two syringes," she continued.  After the
catheter reaches the bladder, I will use the first syringe to
inflate the balloon at the end of the tube.  Sue picked up the
paper wrapped catheter and pointed out the balloon at the tip of
the tube.  "You see it?" she inquired, that balloon means that
only I can remove the unit, when and if I desire.  The balloon is
also a nice touch when I do decide to remove it, since I never
fully deflate the bulb.  I like to leave it inflated a bit to
ream your pecker out.  Some men, after they have recovered from
their ordeals, have told me that it feels like I am ripping their
guts out of their dicks.  "I wonder what you will say," she said
as toyed with his cock and balls.

Steve was sweating bullets by now and the pain of his red ass
seemed to be a minor annoyance.  The second syringe can be used
for drawing urine out of the catheter, or for injecting solutions
into the bladder.  The most common solution I inject is referred
to as "fire water."  I generally inject several syringes of fire
water before I remove the catheter from the patient.  Some
proctors like to remove a catheter fast, but I like to remove it
slowly, and twist it a lot.  Almost immediately the patient has a
powerful urge to piss.  But that is when they learn why it is
called fire water.  When the first drops come out the poor
patient begins to yelp and howl.  The fire water feels, well,
like fire piss.  It burns something fierce.  Men gyrate as they
try to go with the least amount of discomfort, but nothing will
help.  Women who reach this level grab at their pussy's and seem
to suffer doubly as the solution contacts and irritates their
clit.  It may take hours to fully expel the fire water, she
explained.

"I also can do other things with the catheter in place to cause
you discomfort," she said as she stroked his cock and toyed with
his balls.  "I can jack you off," she said with an evil grin.
The only problem is when you come.  You see, with the catheter in
place, there is no place for the sperm to go, they just sit in
your balls and burn.  It is the worst case of blue balls you can
ever have.  It is really quite funny, for in a few seconds time
the man goes from near ecstasy to horrible pain as his whole
scrotum swells up and turns deep dark blue.

Sue set the catheter aside as she said, "Don't want to loose
these now, we will need them later."  Steve's heart sunk.

The final Level that we administer here is Level 5, she
continued.  Level 5 consists of all of the previous levels, plus
more.  "One advantage with Level 5," she noted with a slight
laugh, " Is that it cannot be repeated."

Sue moved down to the end of the table and began to fondle
Steve's balls.  She then stated, "Level 5 consists of
castration," as she squeezed his balls making Steve writhe in
discomfort.  "NO! Not that!" Steve cried.  "Your not the one to
decide," she said as she smiled.

Sue again moved over the cabinet and took out several articles
which Steve could not see.  "While we want your balls, we don't
want your life," she said.  "The first step in castrating a male
is shave their balls.  With that, Sue filled the palm of her hand
with shaving lather.  "That way," she stated,  "hair doesn't get
into the incisions and cause infections.  With that statement,
she began to cover his balls with the shaving lather.  Steve
began to squirm a bit during the process.  Sue stated, "Oh, by
the way, it's menthol shaving lather, like it?"  After massaging
the lather all over his balls, she took out a razor and began to
shave his scrotum.  Steve just closed his eyes and didn't move an
inch.

 "When we get them as clean as clean can be, we then attach the
clamps," she said as she grasped his left testicle with her hands
in a pinching motion.  "As I tighten the clamp, I isolate your
little nut in preparation for its removal.  As the clamp
tightens, the patient begins to cry out and thrash about," she
said as she squeezed his left nut a bit.  "It really seems to be
quite painful," she went on, "In fact, most men think that they
have been castrated already, but really I have just tightened the
clamp to the max."  "I then take the shears and snip, that's it,"
she said.  Then they really howl and for good measure I drop
their poor lonely nut on their chest, just for one last look.
Steve began to pale as Sue went on.

"Some proctors do both testicles at once, but I prefer to do them
one at a time.  I like to let the patient recover for an hour or
so before I do the final cut.  During this time the patients
groan and plead with me to stop, but I am just following orders.
I do let them have some fun," she said.  "Before I go on the
second cut I caress their lonely cock and get them all hard
again," she said as began to rub Steve's cock and balls.  "I like
to get them hard and horney by rubbing them, stroking them,
teasing them."  Sue continued to rub Steve's cock and balls
getting just to the point of coming, when she blurted out, "Then
they are just about to come, I clamp their second nut and see
them howl and shriek in agony," she said with a laugh in her
voice as she squeezed Steve's right testicle which caused him to
squirm. "Then it's snip and that's all for him," she said.  "All
that's left is the cautery iron to seal the wounds and he won't
be back again," she said in a sensuous voice.

"Oh yes," she said, "Did I tell you what Level 6 was?"  Steve
nodded his head no.  "Level 6," she went on, "is like Level 5,
but rather than providing a nice neat surgical removal of the
testicles, we crush the testicles, without removing them."  "It
is very painful, as you can imagine.  The scrotum swells up to
four or five times it's normal size and turns black and blue for
weeks as the patient suffers horrible agony.  "I just place a
clamp over each of your precious nuts," she said, as she cupped
each of his testicles in each of her hands.  Then, I slowly
tighten the screws, one at a time to increase the pressure.
While she spoke she gripped his testicles more tightly.  "I
adjust the clamps about once every 5 minutes or so, to let my
patient feel the pain," she said as she gave his nuts a good
squeeze which caused Steve to cry out a bit.  Most patients
commit suicide to end the ordeal," she stated.  Steve just closed
his eyes and prayed.

"And now, back to you," she stated as she put on a pair of rubber
gloves.  "What are you going to do?" Steve meekly asked.
"Anything I want to," she replied.

Sue picked up a tube of K-Y jelly and put a glob of lubricant on
her finger.  She then suddenly thrust it up Steve's ass, which
made him jump.  "Let's see how big you are," she stated, as she
began to insert two fingers up his butt.  Steve could only
grimace and squirm at bit.  "Now lets go for more," she said as
she tried to force three fingers into his stretched rear hole.
Steve began to squirm as she pumped her fingers in and out of his
ass.  Sue applied several stinging swats to his inner thigh with
her free hand and then grabbed his balls to contain his
movements.  "These do make good handles," she said as her grip on
his testicles tightened, "that is, while you have them."  Steve
just groaned and grimaced in horror.

With a jerk Sue removed her fingers from Steve's slippery ass and
pealed off her glove.  She took the huge enema bag and hung it
from the I.V. stand next to the table.  "Soon this will all be
yours," she said in an erotic voice as she patted the bag.  She
then took the nozzle and inserted in Steve's ass.  "Good luck,"
she said as she release the clamp and hot, soapy solution ran up
Steve's bottom.

The cramps started at once, and Steve felt like he was going to
burst.  He looked up at the bag, but hardly any solution had
drained yet and still he had a horrible urge to go.  Sue began to
fuck his ass with the nozzle and she eventually had to grip his
balls to control is motions as the final drops drained into his
bowels.

Sue removed the nozzle from his ass and let it dangle beneath the
bag.  She then went around the table and released Steve's bonds.
As she removed the last wrist strap she ordered him to stand.

Standing upright only increased the pressure on Steve to release
the fluid.  He squirmed and clenched his reddened butt cheeks in
an attempt to retain the fluid.  Sue moved him over to the toilet
and made him stand within inches of his source of relief.  She
came up behind him and began to sensuously caress his chest while
kissing him on the neck.  Her hands ran down his chest to his
bloated belly when she gave him a hug gripping his swollen belly
with one hand and his cock with her other.  "Feel good?" she said
as her tongue ran over Steve's neck and up to his ear.

"Is that a new dance you've learned," she mockingly inquired as
Steve struggled to retain the solution.  After five minutes,
Steve was about to burst when Sue said, "Would you like to go?  I
will let you if you will do me a favor."  Steve quickly agreed
and fell to the toilet only to find that a jolt a pain emerging
from his reddened ass as it hit the toilet seat.

Steve then saw Sue pick up a wash cloth and bar of soap.  "I like
this too," she said.  With that, she began rubbing the bar of
soap on the wash cloth until it was full of bubbles.  She then
approached Steve on the toilet and said, "Open up!"  Her one hand
grabbed the back of Steve's hair and force his head back.  Her
other hand shoved the soapy wash cloth into his open mouth.  She
rubbed the cloth all over the inside of his mouth and finished
with a fucking motion of the cloth, in and out and in and out.
Steve nearly choked on the soap as she left the cloth dangling
from his mouth.

As Steve continued to relieved himself and suffered with a mouth
full of soap he saw Sue standing several feet away.  She was
masturbating by rubbing her tits and pussy and groaning.  Steve
quickly became hard again as the last drops of soapy water left
his aching ass. Sue then gave him a small glass of water to rinse
the horrible soapy taste from his mouth, if he could.

As he returned to the room Sue saw his still excited state and
lead him back to the examination table.  There, she quickly
restrained Steve again.  "That's the way I like em," she said,
"nice and hard for the next Level!"  Steve began to plead for
mercy as she smacked his ass and yelled, "Shut up!"  After she
put on a pair of rubber gloves Sue took a cleansing towel and
began to swab the end of Steve's swollen cock as she stroked it
with her other hand.  Steve groaned but was too terrified to
speak.  She then took a small tube of K-Y Jelly and placed a
small dab of goo on the end of Steve's cock.  With one finger,
she rubbed a little of the jell over the head of his cock and
massaged some of the jell into the tip of his pecker.  She then
picked up the catheter package and opened it.  As she fitted the
large syringe to the end of the tube, she looked at Steve and
said, "You've got a good reason to be worried, I know I would be
if I were in your position."  With that she stroked his cock with
one hand until it was nice and hard, and then she picked up the
insertion end of the catheter with the other hand.  Sue placed
the tip of the catheter at the entrance of the tip of Steve's
cock in preparation for insertion and asked him, "Are you ready
to feel your cock invaded by this dry, burning tube?"

Steve just closed his eyes and moaned, "Please don't, I will
never commit another wrong act as long as I live."  With that Sue
pushed the tip of the catheter into Steve's piss hole about  1/2
inch and stopped.  She then said, "That's all I wanted to hear,"
and she removed the catheter and dropped Steve's cock.

Steve panted in relief.  But Sue said, "Not so fast, your not
done yet.  You still promised to do something for me and there's
that little matter of you protecting your butt earlier."

Sue removed Steve's bonds and let him lay on the floor, face up.
She then squatted over him and pushed her pussy to his face and
said, "Get busy."  Steve licked her pussy like he had never done
before.  After about 10 minutes, Sue came in groan and cry as her
body shuttered in the orgasm.  Sue just looked at Steve and said,
"At least you are good for something."

Sue moved the chair back to the center of the room.  She motioned
for Steve to come over.  Turning Steve around she let her hands
run over his ass.  "It doesn't seem that I'm quite done here,"
she said.  Sue then took Steve and prepared to lay him accross
her lap again.  But this time, she placed his cock between her
thighs.  Steve's member was held tightly in place between her
nylons.  Sue rubbed Steve's butt and then said, "I think you need
just a few more swats to even out the color."  Steve's heart sank
as her first blow bounced off his sore ass.

But this time, it felt different.  With every swat, Steve's cock
slide ever so slightly between Sue's thighs.  Steve became
quickly aroused as the swats landed on his ass.  After about 40
blows, Sue stopped the spanking.  She then took out a bottle of
cream and began to rub it over Steve's beet red ass.  "This will
help,"  she said.  The feeling of the cold cream being massaged
over his ass with his cock still between her legs as very erotic
to Steve.

"Now," she said, "lets finish up and get going.   I think we need
to do something about that big cock of yours."  Sue positioned
Steve on a chair so his knees were on the seat and his head was
facing over the back of the chair.  Reaching under his chest, she
put clamps on both his nipples and gave them a jerk which caused
him to flinch in pain.  She then instructed him, "I will spank
your ass until you come,  I suggest  you jack off quickly or you
won't sit for a month!"  With that she put on a pair of rubber
gloves and began to slowly spank Steve's still red butt with her
hand while massaging his cheeks and balls between swats. Many of
her strokes fell on his inner and outer thighs.  Steve,
meanwhile, massaged his cock rapidly with his hand.  Then Sue
stuck her finger up his ass as she swatted his butt and thighs.
She used one finger at first, but then tried to jam two and three
fingers up his tiny hole.  Steve jacked off furiously until he
came with a lurching groan as she grabbed his balls and fucked
his ass with her fingers.

As he tried to stand up, Sue pushed him down again.  "Just three
more swats, so you think twice about coming back here," she said.
She then picked up a cat-o-nine tails and rested it over Steve's
butt in a teasing manner.  "Now reach behind and hold your cheeks
open,"  she said. "Brace yourself," she stated as she walloped
the crack of his ass and cornhole with three stinging blows.  Sue
directed the cat downward vertically between Steve's still red
cheeks.  The thongs cut into the tender flesh of his inner cheeks
and raked over his asshole.  With each blow, he cried out in pain
as his ass involuntarily jumped upward.

"Now get out of here," she said, "before I change my mind and
give you Level 6!"

Steve dressed and never returned again._