Similarly, Donald knows that Emma likes the anal sex, her longing for plug up in her seems to be a regular thing now.  So like Emma with her strapon for Donald happening every several weeks, more regularly, Emma will enter the bathroom to see the enema bag set out for her.

Each times delight runs through her knowing what this is going to lead to.

Sometimes Donald will come in to help her.  Then it would be at least three bagfuls filling her abdomen so completely that Emma feels like she will soon explode.  But during those times, as she lays over Donald’s lap and feels his hand rubbing her back while the other massages her slit and clitoris makes her relax and wait out the time in bliss until he allows her to release.

During the times when she does it for herself, she bends over the counter and stands that way for ten to fifteen minutes before releasing.  And then usually only repeats the procedure once more.

Today Donald is helping her.  It is the second time they have done this since they returned from their trip.  The last few days, she has been sitting on her plug while eating and wearing one when she was out attending meetings or conducting other business.  This stretching of her always thrills her awaiting the final joy.

Donald is very through today, making sure full bags of warm salted water flush up in her.  He holds her in position over his lap for almost a half-hour.  By about fifteen minutes she begins to squirm some.  That results with her cheeks being spanked a few times as she is told to hold still.

The feeling of Emma’s cunt being rubbed while feeling the sting of the spanks sends needles of pleasure running through her.

Donald takes almost two hours to complete his cleansing using four bags.  He doesn’t tell Emma the other motive for doing so.  He knows with everything out of her body, in an empty state she will weigh a pound or two less, and with all her exercise the last few weeks he knows she will be down over the ten pounds that worried her so.

To share the joy with her, he stands her on the scale after she is finished and he weighs her, moving the weights across the bar, then bringing them back to balance.  Taking his time doing this as he enjoys her now red ass wiggling in front of him.  Emma is elated.  She knows she lost some of the weight, but Donald will only weigh her every few days, so she is never sure.

She has lost fourteen pounds.

She twirls and hugs and kisses him in her excitement.  Donald slaps her ass once more and tells her to head to the bedroom to get dressed.

There he dresses her in light blue panties, a scanty bra of the same color, and then slips a dress of the same over her.  He walks to the ‘special drawers’ of her dresser and brings out a blue leather leash which he clips to her pearl necklace.

Emma knows in this situation what the leash means and is now on her knees immediately.  Donald tugs at the leash, and she follows him crawling into the living room.

Now while Donald does have his office, with all that it is in it, Emma has never really been allowed to enter.  Instead these days, he often sits with his laptop working at one end of the dining room table which came from Emma’s family home.

Making Emma kneel next to him as he works does arouse him so, especially after a while when she lays her head on his thigh to remind him she is his faithful pet.

Emma is submitting herself to this role so much since their return.  She is not sure why it feels so right to do so, but if Donald wants her to just kneel by his leg as he works, she loves the closeness to him and will not complain.

It is a bit interesting to Emma that she has never seen his office. And why he prefers to work out here now.  But whatever, that is his space, and she does now have free run of his house.  No, she realizes that from Donald’s generosity, it is ‘their’ house now.

As he works, from time to time, Donald does look down on his pet.  The wonderful view of her almost exposed tits in her low-cut dress is rather arousing.  He so wants to fuck her that way right now, but knows, letting her squirm with the waiting for what is to come is so much better for her, and she does get such pleasure from the being held at bay for a while.

This goes on for most the afternoon, but when his pet lays her head on his lap, and he feels her breath fluttering over his cock, even through his pants, it affects him, and he begins to get so hard.

He knows she is doing it on purpose, to let him know she is ready and waiting.  Emma, while accepting the subservient role, has been controlling thing how she wants them lately.  He realizes she is topping him from the bottom, being the one really in charge of everything that happens.  How she pressed for the additional exercise session, yes she had another motive too, but he knows how much she does enjoy their fun in the basement.

Perhaps, just a bit, it is time to teach her that she is not the one who makes the rules.

Donald finishes what he is working on and then pulls on Emma’s leash to make her stand.  “Emma, bend over the table,” Donald tells her.  She does as he asks, thinking he is going to do some finger ass play like he used to at the kitchen table.

She is surprised instead that after he flips her dress up over her back and pulls her pants to her knees, he stands to the left of her, raises his hand and brings it down to spank first one cheek after another.

Emma cries out in surprise of this.

“Emma, you are beginning to push things a little too much to have your way it seems lately, and perhaps you need a bit of a reminder about your proper place,” Donald tells her as he rhythmically spanks her cheeks. 

Tears form in her eyes partly from the sting of each slap, but more from his admonishment of her.

After several minutes of spanking Emma with his hand, he warns her not to move a muscle, and he steps away.  Emma hears him go down the hall to the bedroom and then return.

Now Donald does not really feel Emma needs that much punishment.   In his mind her taking some control or steering events, really is an enjoyable minor offense.  But seeing her cheeks becoming so rosy red and thinking about soon ass fucking her watching her pink orbs bounce before him is just too enticing of an idea not to bring it to a conclusion.

Emma does not move from the spot he leaves her in, though her ass is quivering from the stinging.  When Donald walks back in the room, seeing her butt wiggling trying to shake off the pricking feeling on her cheeks makes him smile.

He walks back up to her, put his hand on the small of her back to hold her and rubs the hairbrush over and over her cheeks, so Emma knows what is going to happen.

Emma whimpers and apologizes and promises not to misbehave in any way from now on.

Donald tells her to spread her legs more and to hold still.  The brush is raised and comes down on her right cheek.  Quickly followed by a blow to her left.  Back and forth, Donald goes until all of Emma’s cheeks, and upper thighs are nicely reddened.

Donald picks up Emma’s leash and spanks her two times more on each cheek with the leather handle of the leash which she jumps as they hit her.  He tells Emma to stand with her panties still around her knees, her dress does fall down over her warmed ass.  He places the handle of the leash in Emma’s mouth, tells her to go clean her face of the smeared makeup from crying, get undressed, and be in position for him on the bed.

“You have fifteen minutes,” Donald tells her.  He hasn’t given her time limits for completing things in a long time.  Emma hurries to comply with his wishes.

She cleans and refreshes her makeup, undresses and kneels on her knees and arms on the bed, her legs spread and the leash handle still in her mouth.  She is in position within eight minutes, but then she has to wait.

She so wants to rub her stinging ass, but she doesn’t dare.  And what is taking Donald so long?  Twenty-five minutes have passed since he sent her to the room.  She twitches a bit from her itching, burning, ass but stays in position.  She realizes he is making her wait as an additional piece of her punishment.

Finally about forty minutes later, Donald comes and stands at the end of the bed to undress.  Emma’s cheeks are fading some, but still, have a nice pink glow to them.

Donald sees that Emma has placed a condom and the lube at the end of the bed for him, she is a good subservient for the most part he smiles to himself.

He takes the leash from her mouth and pulls it down her stomach between her legs and hooks the handle over his hard cock. The pull of the leash rubs it against her slit and clit, arousing them in the process.

Donald puts the rubber on, squirts some lube on the tip, and a bit along Emma’s crack.  He climbs up behind her spread legs and rubs the lube up and down her and some into her hole to prepare her. 

He rubs her pink cheeks and slaps them lightly a couple of times, then spreads them and presses his glans up into her ass hole.  She resists a bit when he hits her outer sphincter, but as he rubs her back some telling her to relax, Emma does, and he is able to press past the inner sphincter and well up into her.

Her sigh of contentment from the finally happening after the build-up all day tells it all.  He pushes in and out of her over and over, going in a little further each stroke.  He feels Emma’s anus already beginning to throb against his shaft. 

Each time Donald pulls away a bit, the leash tightens across her slit.  She moans each time from the sensation. After a bit, he reaches under her, pushes the leash to the side, and begins to rub her clit with his thumb and press two fingers up into her vagina to pump against the wall to her rectum to add to the intensity of this act.

Emma goes wild.   Her back arches, and she wails out as the full impact crashes over her.  Donald does not let up at all, rather continues to pound her and finger her to a second, and then third hard climax before himself releasing.  He feels the condom fill with cum.  He slows the pace to final stillness and then pulls out of Emma.

She gives a final gasp as the leash once again pulls against her.  Donald takes the handle from his cock, reaches and unclips the leash from her collar.

Emma falls on the bed in a state of wonderment.  Donald leans and kisses the back of her neck before going to the bathroom to get rid of the condom and clean himself a little.

Back on the bed with Emma, Donald pulls her to him as she mumbles over and over that she will be better behave and not try to direct how things go.  Donald chuckles, kisses her head, and tells her she is wonderful how she is, and he does like how she quietly exhorts herself at times.

Yes, the autumn for them passes nicely.