I called the older sub that had participated at the party and told her to meet me at the club at 6:30.
 
I instructed her to cleanse herself, figuring she knew what this meant. We were alone which was rare, but allowed me the use of any equipment available. The first order of business was to check to see if she followed my instructions. After she was shed of clothing, I motioned for her to climb onto the table and place her feet in the stirrups. As she did this, I noticed she was already aroused. Her labia were swollen and moisture evident. I wondered if it was the stirrups that triggered this or the prep, which consisted of multiple enemas. I figured it was both.
 
With her feet strapped into the rests, I pulled her torso down and adjusted the stirrups so her knees were pulled back and her legs spread as far as possible exposing her entire lower region.
 
I took a cotton swab, coated it with alcohol, a proceeded to clean her inner labia. She
quivered thinking I was going to pierce her lips, but that wasn't the case. I wanted them
dry and void of her moisture. With that accomplished, I placed a clamp on one lip and
tightened hard enough to insure it wouldn't come off. I pulled it all the way to the side
and taped it in place. I repeated the action on the other lip and when I was finished all of
her orifices were exposed and available, all three of them.
 
With the preliminaries out of the way, it was time to check her colon to see if she had
followed my instructions. I took out my specially designed rod for anal inspection. It
wasn't anything exotic, merely a rod I had made that was 10 inches long, slightly tapered,
about the size of a quarter at the largest diameter, and had small grooves along the length
to collect any waste present. She had never experienced this, so it would be an adventure
for both of us.
 
I made a production of coating the device with lube, which I knew she enjoyed watching
in anticipation of the penetration to come. When it was coated, I squeezed a fair amount
on her anus, and then began working the paste into her sphincter and inner bowel. We
both enjoyed this exercise, the penetration of my fingers to introduce the lube as well as
explore the inner walls of the passage.
 
She was aroused and loose, pushing out to assist me in my task. I took the rod and placed
the tip on the orifice. With gentle pressure I coaxed it through the sphincter. The first inch
went easily in and then some resistance was felt. I moved it about, changing the angle so
that it was pointed more towards her stomach, and found the opening. Now it was
unobstructed. Groove by groove disappeared through wrinkled opening, each one making
her squirm a little more. I could imagine the feeling as the rod went deeper and deeper
into her.
 
Her other orifice was responding as well, muscles clenching as each groove entered.
When she relaxed between the penetrations, her vagina was wide open in arousal, a
portion of the inner wall visible. That disappeared quickly when the penetration caused
another involuntary contraction.
 
Too soon, the rod was buried up to the handle. I waited, wanting the folds and crevices to
relax so the device could perform as it was devised. When I thought it was time, I
steadily pulled the rod out of her, not fast, but at a steady pace, actually more quickly
than I wanted, but necessary to achieve the results.
 
The rod exited devoid of anything but the lube, she had prepped herself perfectly. There
was a reward, not earned, but resulting in the extraction of the rod. The grooves rattling
through her sphincter triggered an orgasm, which I figured would happen, I let this pass,
she would be denied other orgasms soon enough.
 
Satisfied that she had done as I requested, I took a large inflatable dildo and prepared it
for insertion. I worked it into her anus until it was completely inside her, with only the
tubing visible which was attached to the squeeze bulb.
 
I left it deflated, and started inserting another inflatable dildo into her vagina. Soon, there
were two tubes with squeeze bulbs hanging down off the edge of the table. I think the
uncertainty of what I was doing squelched any arousal in her, but that didn't matter; this
was my scene to enjoy.
 
I took a small syringe with no needle, filled it with lube, and then placed the end against
her urethral opening. Holding it against the flesh, I depressed the plunger and injected the
lube into her urethra. She moaned and squirmed, having not felt this before. When the
lube oozed out around the syringe I knew the passage was full. To make the scene more
intense, I took out my latest acquisition and showed it to her.
 
It was a set of bullet sounds, long slender stainless steel rods with a rosebud on the end,
graduating sizes from 6mm to 13mm (1/2 inch). These are used for urethra stretching, but
in this case, for erotic stimulation. Whether she became aroused or not was to be
determined, I was already getting aroused just thinking about it.
 
I picked up one of the smaller sounds and placed it at the oozing orifice.

It required no
effort at all to ease it inside. I slowly pushed it inside until I felt a resistance, obviously
the sphincter at the bladder. I left it there for a moment, then slowly pulled it out which
resulted a copious amount of lube oozing out past the tip.
 
I took the syringe and refilled the passage. I picked the second largest sound, wondering
if she could take this since it was fairly large. It took some time for the tip to spread the
opening, and some discomfort as well. Once the orifice had been breeched, it slid deep
with minimal effort. Removal resulted in wiping the passage clean of excess lube, but I
was sure the walls were still coated. I decided to try the largest sound.
 
I took it slow, easing the bud into the opening, the penetration was impossible, I didn't
think she could handle it. As a last effort, I twisted the sound to aid in the insertion, it
finally popped through the orifice and I let her rest.
 
I tried pushing it further inside and it did with medium effort. When it reached the end, I
left it in and took out the next prop for the scene, which was a catheter kit with bag and a
Foley catheter.
 
I prepared a syringe with distilled water to inflate the balloon, and then pulled the sound
out of her.
 
The urethral orifice was awesome in its dilated state. The catheter slipped in easily and
traveled unhindered to the bladder sphincter. I maintained pressure and finally it slipped
inside the sphincter. The instant it did, urine began to flow into the bag. There wasn't
much, not as much as I wanted, but I had a remedy for that. I took the syringe filled with
water, found the vein for the balloon, pierced it and filled the balloon with the water. I
knew it was successful because as I filled it, I saw the catheter being pulled deeper into
her as the balloon expanded. I pulled the catheter back until it stopped, sealing it against
the orifice. Now there were three tubes hanging out of her.
 
The next step was to fill her bladder. I clamped the tube to the bag with two forceps and
cut the tube between them. I retrieved an intravenous bag of distilled water and connected
it to the catheter. I wrapped the bag with a pressure cuff and removed the forceps. I
pumped the bulb on the cuff until the water started flowing through the catheter into her
bladder.
 
I placed the apparatus on her stomach so she could see what was happening. Her mouth
opened in surprise when she saw it. I started inflating the cuff, which squeezed the bag
forcing the water into her. Now her eyes were wide as she watched the bag deflate and
felt her bladder expanding.
 
I took it slow, watching her for discomfort; I didn't want to injure her. When she began to
pant, I stopped, figuring she was up to capacity. I clamped off the tube and removed the
cuff. Now that she was full, it was time for fun and extreme discomfort.
 
I inflated the anal dildo to the maximum as instructed on the package. She was already
feeling the additional pressure in her abdominal cavity as evidenced by the squirming.
Next was the vaginal dildo. Six full pumps on the bulb extended it to put maximum
pressure on the bladder. Now she was in dire straights. The urge to urinate was
unbearable but she was unable to do so.
 
I let her endure this scene while I played with her breasts, squeezing, cupping, and
pinching her nipples. In no time she was pleading, saying "Please", I didn't know if she
wanted to urinate or cum.
 
I decided to allow both, but first some fun for me. I had modified a tawser, instead of a
strap of leather with a slit the length to make two straps; I cut more material between
them to make a wide groove, big enough to straddle her clit. I brought the tool down with
medium speed to strike the exposed inner lips beside her clit. She jumped at the pain. I
repeated the act, only with a little more force. By the sixth stroke the pain had been
replaced by arousal, but the need to urinate prevented an orgasm. It was a mixture of
senses.
 
I kept her at that level for a couple more minutes, and then decided to allow her to cum. I
turned sideways and brought the tawse down across her clit and at the same time released
the clamp allowing her bladder to empty.
 
Her body convulsed in one long orgasm, lasting longer than I thought possible. As a
matter of fact, it lasted until after her bladder was empty. I cut the tube releasing the
balloon water, and pulled the catheter out. This triggered another small orgasm. Next was
the anal dildo, when it was deflated I pulled it out, resulting in a tremor. With all the
pressure gone, I tried pulling the vaginal dildo out while inflated. It took some effort, but
as it exited she had another orgasm, and then lay spent.
 
I let her rest as I put away the equipment. When I was done, I rubbed a finger over her
clitoris producing a reaction but not an orgasm. She was well spent. I unstrapped her and
helped her off the table. She couldn't stand without support so we sat on a couch for a
while, snuggling and reliving the event.