STRICT JULIE GIVEN AN ENEMA AND PLUGGED!

Hey there Mal-Pals! Do you like your new collective nickname? I may also be referring to you as Functionistas, because that seems like fun too.

Apologies for the bait-and-switch headline, today's filthy, filthy content has nothing to do with the real-life punishment that Strict Julie will be undergoing for my benefit, or her new series of articles entitled Grown Daughter Spanked, Diapered, and Given an Enema! My laptop is still refusing to connect to the care home's Wi-Fi, so I'm still writing to you on my tablet, which is less than ideal! So I decided to share a story with you that I have already written.

I wrote it when I was reading her second book, and it was going to be the story she used to introduce me on her blog before she changed her little mind. In her book the naive young Julie Delmar is introduced to anal sex by her old-school Christian husband David, who prepares her for his meaty cock by cleaning her out with a fleet enema and stretching out her delicate hole with three different sized butt plugs (used in sequence, not all at once!). This story is a sort of fan fiction based on the book that supposes the God-fearing Mr Delmar is less familiar with the ins and outs of assplay(!) and so Julie turns to her deviant older sister Sue for help.

For what it's worth the real-life Julie said the story was very exciting and that she enjoyed it greatly except the ending (that bitch is never satisfied!). She said she "could imagine the texting and the blushing that results" and that "further sessions with Sue are called for, not just one and done." (Again, this bitch is insatiable!)

The Julie of the story is very obedient and eager to please her sister and her husband, so there is little in the way of defiance, something some of you feel would enhance my writing. All I can say is that I took that advice to heart when writing the second instalment, so keep your eyes peeled for that!

The "training panties" in the story were inspired by SissyFrenchMaid.com who sell all sorts of toys and clothing for lucky little subs of all genders to enjoy, because why should sissies get to have all the fun? Their items are highly customisable and they really do offer a rear hole as an option in lots of their lingerie.

Panties that tell you SO MUCH about the wearer!

I think that's enough preamble, other than to say that re-reading this I was shocked at just how dirty the story is! Can you offend your own sensibilities with something you thought up? Apparently so! Oh, and a toonie is a Canadian coin, they like to have fun!

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David parked his car in front of his sister-in-law's apartment complex and turned to his wife, her pretty face reflecting her nervous excitement. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? I won't be mad if you've changed your mind."

Julie smiled "Yes, I want to do this. I want to do this for us. Besides, we might have fun!" She smiled at him in a way she hoped would convey confidence .

"Ok then. Not too much fun, mind, save some for your doting husband!" They exchanged a kiss and David watched his wife leave the car, his eyes fixed on her derrière as she made her way to her sister's apartment.

Julie had recently expressed her concern that, like many married couples, their love-making had become a little too routine; a little too meat-and-potatoes. They had sought advice online and had experimented a little self-conciously with mutual masturbation, some mild foodplay, and some light BDSM. David had admitted that he had never had anal sex, and fantasized about doing so with his beautiful wife. Julie had never had anal sex either, and confessed that she was worried about the damage his well-proportioned cock could unwittingly inflict upon her tight virgin rosebud.

Julie had sought advice from her sister Sue, as she often did when she had issues with her love life. She was a lesbian and a serial monogamist, far better equipped to help with this sort of thing than her demure sister Nancy. Sue had confided that one of her exes had enjoyed being stimulated anally during sex and had asked Sue to help her train her to take a number of different sized butt plugs. Sue had invited Julie to come round for a couple of hours for an introduction into the world of assplay.

Julie took a deep breath and knocked on Sue's door. Sue answered wearing some light beige jodhpurs and a tight black tank top - very BDSM casual! Julie, by contrast, was dressed a little like a schoolgirl who'd loosened up her uniform after school - white blouse, pleated skirt and some navy blue full-bottomed cotton underwear that she had thought would be a safe option to wear in front of her sister.

"Before we start, I want to make sure you know what you're signing up for" Sue informed her younger sister. "You have come to me asking to learn to enjoy being penetrated anally, and I take my role as teacher very seriously. I'm not going to send you away as a good little wifey who will half-heartedly offer her hole up to her husband on Christmas and his birthday. I will turn you into a thirsty anal slut who craves having her crevice filled, who will grow restless if she goes too long without a good ass-pounding and will beg her husband to satisfy her sinful desires. Is that understood?"

"Yes" said Julie.

"While you are taking my class you will address me as ma'am. You will follow my every direction and complete any homework assignment I may assign you. Is that understood?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Now, strip from the waist down and tell me what experience you have.

Julie did as she was told. "I've let David put his finger in and out of me whilst we were love-making. That's about it, really. Um, ma'am" she added, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Okay, we can work with that. We'll start with you showing me how well you can handle being violated so I can gauge how best to handle you this morning."

Sue sat down on her sofa and Julie lay down over her lap. Sue placed a black rubber glove over her well-manicured right hand, and applied some Vaseline to the tips of her index and middle fingers.

"Deep breath!" she said, before plunging both fingers deep into Julie's bum, causing her to moan and writhe with discomfort, her legs kicking awkwardly against the sofa.

Sue inched her fingers in and out of her younger sister, rotating her digits clockwise and widdershins before removing them briskly and tutting.

"I see we have our work cut out for us. Come with me into the bathroom.."

They made their way into Sue's bathroom where, to Julie's dismay, Sue had already prepared an enema, a large red rubber bag hanging from the top of Sue's shower.

"I thought it best to clean you out; it is important to maintain high levels of hygiene. Hands on the edge of the bath."

"Yes, ma'am." Julie did as her sister told her and braced herself. The nozzle of the enema wasn't too intrusive, probably slimmer than one of Sue's dexterous digits. She had never experienced anything quite like the sensation of tepid water filling her colon. It wasn't painful, just... unusual, and as the bag emptied out she began to feel heavy and bloated. When the bag had finally given all it has to offer Sue gave Julie a hard slap on her ass and warned her "Not a single drop, understood?"

"Yes ma'am" Julie confirmed as the hard plastic nozzle was withdrawn from her. She stood up and clenched her buttocks tightly, feeling some uncomfortable cramping as her body reacted to this sudden intake of unwanted fluid. Sue sat on the closed toilet seat and grinned, revelling in her sister's discomfort. Julie shifted her weight from one foot to the other. 

"Can I let it go now, ma'am?"

"Not yet. Give it some time to work so you can enjoy the full benefit."

Julie gave it a few minutes then asked "May I go now, ma'am? I don't think I can hold it much longer."

"You had better." Sue gave it a little longer and then rose from her throne. "Okay, you may relieve yourself."

Julie lifted the toilet lid and sat down, water noisily erupting from her bottom as soon as she did so. As she expelled the water Sue gave a big pantomime look of disgust and told her "Meet me in the bedroom once you've cleaned up." "Yes ma'am" said Julie, red from embarrassment as much as from straining to discharge.

When Julie entered her sister's bedroom she saw their were two toys lying on the white linen duvet that sat atop her queen-sized bed. One was a pink cylinder, eight or nine inches long, with a rounded top, roughly the same diameter as a toonie. The other was black and resembled a Christmas tree, a bulbous come with a rounded top and base, with a short handle extruding from the base. "All better?" Sue asked.

"Yes ma'am," Julie mumbled, not meeting her gaze.

"Good. I have two toys for you on the bed. I'll let you decide which one you want to play with. Make your selection, then place your knees and elbows upon the bed."

Julie briefly considered picking the black plug in order to show off to her sister and let her know she could handle whatever Sue threw at her, but she decided to exercise some caution and selected the pink one instead. Sue let out a low whistle and began applying some Vaseline to her sister's bottom hole. "Bold choice," she said. "Grasp your toy in your hands, running your fingers up and down the shaft. Feel how smooth it is. Can you imagine it going into your bottom?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Now, place the top of it in your mouth. Move it in and out, feel it with your tongue. Do you have a good feel of the size of it?"

"Yes, ma'am.'

"Excelllent. Take a deep breath, and play with it however you want, whilst I shove this black plug deep inside you."

Julie groaned and breathed in as she was instructed, mad at herself for falling for her sister's trick. She felt a mounting pressure as the toy bore deep into her greased up butthole, getting more and more uncomfortable until her sphincter closed around the conical base, leaving the handle protruding from her derriere.

"My word, somebody has a greedy little bottom!" Sue laughed. "We'll make an anal whore out of you yet! Now, climb down off the bed and walk over to the wall with the plug in place. You can use your hands if you wish, but once you reach the wall you are to keep your hands pressed against it for five minutes. If your plug falls out you are to pick it up, hand it to me and assume your position on the bed. I will re-insert the plug and you shall climb off and start over, this time with your hands on the wall for six minutes. Every time it falls you shall start over with one minute added. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am!"

"Then you may proceed." With this Julie climbed down and waddled over to the wall, pressing her fingers lightly against the handle of the toy. When she got to the wall and placed her hands against it she soon felt the toy begin to slide out. She tried to clench her muscles around it but the plug soon slipped out of her rear and on to the floor.

"Oh dear!" said Sue. "Well, you know what to do."

Julie picked up the plug and placed it in her sister's gloved hand. She got back on top of the bed and they started the exercise anew, but this time the plug slid out as soon as Julie took her hand away. "Pathetic" her sister remarked. "Try again."

It took three more tries before Julie completed her task to the satisfaction of her sister. "Good. Now, place your hands on your head and walk over to the opposite wall. Once there you can place them on the wall for five further minutes."

Julie placed her hands on her head, her fingers intertwined, and followed her sister's instructions. The toy stayed in place the entire time.

"Very good! You may pull out your plug. You may take both toys home with you for further experimentation. Soon you will be a true anal slut. You will lie in bed dreaming of having your asshole crammed, wake up feeling empty and demand your husband ream you there and then. You have certainly earned the right to don your training panties."

Sue handed Julie a fancy pair of satin knickers to put on. From the front they looked like high waisted black shorts with short legs; the base of the legs running horizontally along the top of her thighs before following the contours of her buttocks at the back. The front of the panties was plain and the elastic waistband was unadorned, though there was two inches of bridal lace hewn to the elasticated leg bands. The back of the panties boasted a panel created by four rows of this lace and - to Julie's shock - a round hole that lined up perfectly with her little rosebud, framing it with more white lace. Julie wondered briefly if Sue had purchased these for her or if she was wearing the discarded underwear of a former fling.

"You will wear these with a short skirt to allow quick and access to your derriere. You will find that wearing the uniform of an anal slut will help you embrace the mindset of an anal slut. I will provide you with a website that sells a wide variety of panties, all with the option of a rear hole like on the knickers you are donning. Be sure to specify a rear hole rather than a slit, and do not ask for a zipper as you won't be requiring one."

"Your homework assignment is as follows: I will be texting you sporadically throughout the week. Each time I do you have two minutes for your husband to slide his index and middle fingers into your eager hole. Your uniform will allow him to do this in public without lowering or removing any garments, to spare you any embarrassment. Your husband will text to let me know that he was successful. I suggest you carry with you at all times some lubricant, and your husband some hand sanitizer. If I do not receive a satisfactory number of texts you will fail the assignment and will be punished. You will not enjoy that. Too many failed assignments and I will ask David to join us for a parent teacher conference, and neither of you will enjoy that. Any questions?"

"No, ma'am!"

"Very well. Now, lie across my lap once more." Julie did so, and Sue probed her with her gloved fingers once more. To Julie's surprise the fingers felt a lot more comfortable than before, enjoyable even, and she started to get a tingle in her pussy!

Sue released her and the two sisters said their farewells. Julie took her new toys and went outside to wait for her husband to pick her up. As she waited she spotted a discarded envelope, and when she opened it she was amazed to discover tickets for a round-the-world cruise along with four hundred dollars cash! Writing endings is hard.

Peace!

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