0 comments/ 131317 views/ 17 favorites Christine's Special Room Ch. 01 By: NiteWriter This is a story about Christine's love of being dirty. She lives with her boyfriend who creates endless ways of using her and making her a filthy little girl. This chapter tells how Christine is prepared for a day of fun in her special room. * * * * * * * * * It was Saturday morning and Christine and I slept a bit late. By the time we got out of bed and had some breakfast it was almost ten o'clock. Christine kept asking what I had in mind for her today. I just smiled saying, "all in good time." I even watched some television a while just to increase her anxiety anticipating what nasty events I might have in store for her. Let me explain. Christine and I have lived together for quite some time. Our enjoyment is sex. Actually I should say nasty, dirty, filthy, kinky sex. We enjoy exploring new ways and different scenarios to satisfy each other and Christine gets very aroused by being submissive for me. She will do just about anything I ask without question. She even goes out of her way to entice me and get me started. I'll give you an example. During the week we both work, but Christine is usually home before I am. On many occasions when I walk in the door, she's there waiting for me. Sometimes she'll be wearing a sexy little outfit spread-eagled on the sofa. As I walk in she'd say, "fuck me." It's always nice coming home to something like that. I remember one night when I opened the door she was there naked except for a pair of high heels and a collar around her neck. She was bent over leaning on a chair right in the foyer spreading her asscheeks apart. The second I closed the door she begged, "I need it in the ass real bad "daddy." Many times she calls me "daddy" because I always say that she's my "little girl." It's just another one of the games that keeps us so crazy about each other. But I don't just fuck her standing there. I drag her excitement out until she can't stand it anymore. For instance, one time she stood there while I inserted a ball gag in her ass and attached a clothespin to her clit. Then I had her make dinner. I loved watching her walk around the kitchen knowing her ass was stuffed. As she'd walk by I give a little tug on the clothespin making her squirm. I made her keep the ball gag inside her ass, even while we sat and ate. Then afterwards I removed it and fastened it in her mouth where it belonged. Stuff like that always leads to a great night of nasty sex. Now today was Saturday and Christine was anticipating a whole day of fun. At about noon I asked her to change. "Why don't you go put something on really sexy." "Like what," she questioned? "Something skimpy, surprise me," I answered. She quickly went upstairs to change. Only a few minutes passed and she returned looking as sexy as she always does in one of her cute slutty looking outfits. It was a black short leather skirt that barely covered her ass. She lifted it to show me that she wore panties, but they hardly covered anything. And since that skimpy underwear was so tight fitting, I could see her clit ring clearly through them; not to mention the material was already getting wet from her pussy. Her legs were covered to mid-thigh with black fishnet stockings attached to a garter belt. I've always liked the way she looks with them. Her top was a loose wrap around tied in the center leaving her cleavage cut so low that it exposed most of her thirty-six inch breasts. And that long dark-brown curly hair flowing down to her shoulders simply complimented her appearance. She looked like such a slut; just the way I like her. I walked over to Christine and gave her a big kiss while at the same time teasing her nipple rings through her top. About a month ago I took her to have rings inserted in her nipples and clit. They were just one more addition to make her look more like a whore. When our kiss broke I told her, "don't expect to have those panties on too long." Then I took her by the hand leading her downstairs. Let me tell you about our basement. It's our special fun room. It's the room we have our nastiest sex. Christine always gets so excited when I take her down there. And today was no exception. "Is this what you had in mind for today," she asked? "Our room?" "Only part of it," I replied. "There's going to something extra special today." I knew that peaked her curiosity. Our basement is completely set up for sex. We have every sex toy you might imagine all displayed in cabinets or hanging from the walls. There's a wide variety of dildos and vibrators, bondage wear including straps, paddles and various restraints, anal toys, butt plugs, enema bags and nozzles. We also have a fully set up gynecological examination table. Needless to say we've collected quite a few toys over the years. I think what excites Christine the most is that she never knows what I'll use. It's always a surprise and I always manage to devise some new way of using them all the time. As soon as we reached the bottom of the steps and entered our playroom, Christine immediately went to the table and laid face down on it. She knows the procedure. We've been doing this for a long time. Whenever we go to the basement she knows it'll be a night of fun. And that fun is submitting herself to me unconditionally. She gets so excited when I begin playing with her body, knowing that ultimately I'll be doing some really nasty and dirty things to her. Now she was waiting for me to begin. Unless I tell her otherwise, she lies down and waits for me to administer a cleansing enema. She knows I love playing with her ass, so an enema is necessary to clean her rectum out. I remember the first time I gave her an enema. She was so embarrassed. I filled her ass using a regular enema bag and nozzle. Then I lead her to the bathroom to empty. As the water gushed from her ass she held me so tight while telling me how humiliated she felt because I was there hearing it and smelling her dirty expulsion. But as time went on and we repeated the process, she said that the feeling of humiliation, although it didn't go away, actually became arousing. Of course I always did things that were humiliating during her enemas, like the one time I reached between her legs as she sat on the toilet and fingered her asshole feeling it come out. I gazed at my beautiful Christine lying there on the table. I reached up under her short skirt and pulled those panties down her legs. "You can put them back on when I'm done,...maybe" I commented with a chuckle. I pushed her skirt up over her waist and instructed her. "Okay kneel up, Christine." She quickly got on her knees sticking her ass out to me. She waited while I prepared a full four-quart enema bag and hung it over the table above her. "I have a new attachment," I mentioned. Christine looked over her shoulder to see. Every time I say I have something new, her excitement grows tremendously. "I think you will really enjoy this today." I went on to explain what I had bought. I had attached to the bag a German-made enema syringe with a black, hard rubber rectal nozzle. The hose itself had a built-in squeeze pump with a one-way flow valve so it would pump water with every squeeze, and draw water from the bag through the suction hose upon each release. I told Christine that they called the pump the Surger, because each squeeze would give a very noticeable sense of water rushing over sensitive anal tissue. I figured Christine would love that feeling of water gushing into her rectum instead of just flowing in. "Oh my God," she gasped out when I finished telling her about it. After applying a small dab of lubricant, I pushed the nozzle through her tight anus until it was completely inside her ass. I stroked her asscheeks feeling her soft flesh. "Are you ready, slut?" At this point Christine becomes my slut. Part of her submission to me is transforming her mind as well. She needs to understand that what she is allowing me to do requires her being addressed appropriately. So until we go back upstairs, she now becomes my slut.. my whore... my filthy little bitch. And she knows that I expect her to obey me completely and do everything I ask, no matter what it is. "Yes I'm ready," she replied. "Clean me." "I need to be clean for you." Normally water flowed by gravity into Christine when I gave her an enema. This time would be different with the new attachment. I grasped the rubber pump in my hand and squeezed it completely emptying the whole thing at once. I figured the squeeze pump held maybe a pint of warm water that literally gushed into Christine's rectum creating a feeling of fluid splashing into her bowels. "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Fuccckkkkkk!!!".... "Ohhhhhh"... "Ohhhhhh"... "Ohhhhhh"...., Christine whimpered and moaned as her ass began filling. Just like the instructions said, the pumped filled back up when I released it. I squeezed again sending another blast of water jetting into her ass. "FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!... she screamed out again. The sensation almost made her cum and lose control of her bowels at the same time. I could see her clenching her asscheeks to hold it. "You hold it now, slut." "Don't lose any," I ordered, expecting her to maintain control. "This is going to clean you out real good." After pumping twice the feeling must have been incredible, but there was still a lot of water in the bag. I squeezed again.. and again... and again. Each time the water pumped deep into Christine's rectum at a speed that was making her crazy. She was squirming on the table. I could see her constantly clenching her asscheeks so as not to lose any water from her ass. The bag was beginning to flatten out as I pumped and squeezed until all four quarts were inside Christine. She was breathing heavy. She was grunting and groaning. I slapped her ass. "Feel good bitch," I asked. I knew in that kneeling position that the water was running further up into her rectum and deeper into her body. "Lay down," I instructed and helped her lay flat out on her back. "How long will I have to keep it," she asked. "You should know better than to even ask," I replied. "You'll empty out when I tell you." "And if you lose any, I'll give you another two quarts and make you hold it all night." Then I attached her wrists to the cuffs and chains above her head and placed her feet in the stirrups thereby spreading her legs apart too. "No please.. not like this." "I can't like this," she pleaded. "Yooouuu Slut..." "Bitch...." "Stop whimpering and just hold it you dirty whore." And then I walked over to some of my toys seeing what I wanted to use next. I took my time deciding what I wanted to do. I could hear Christine still whimpering softly as the enema was beginning to build up pressure inside her rectum. I knew she desperately wanted to release it. I came back with a can of shaving cream and a razor saying, "How about I shave your pussy while that water cleans your ass?" She pleaded, "oh please.. I don't know that I can hold it." "Please." "No,... I'll shave you now." "I want your cunt and ass clean and ready at the same time." Despite her squirming in discomfort and the constant clenching of her ass to keep from losing any of the enema, I proceeded to spread the white cream between her legs. I like to keep Christine clean-shaven. When I lick her pussy and tongue fuck her; I enjoy the smooth feeling of her cunt lips in my mouth. "Please hurry," she begged. I know it's mean, but I was enjoying her discomfort. I began with the razor, shaving the short cunt hairs from between her legs. I couldn't hurry like she wanted, as I didn't want to cut her. So I was very careful and deliberate. I stroked the razor on the sides of her slit and then with my fingers pulled her cunt flesh to one side and then the other as I cleaned off all visible signs of hair completely. The whole time I kept looking at her asshole knowing it was full in there. One time I touched her tight hole when she clenched and told her, "good girl." "You hold it in there for me like a good slut." Finally I finished with the shaving and wiped the remnants of cream from between her legs. I unfastened her restraints letting her get up and then helped her off the table. She started toward the bathroom. "Not yet slut." "Where do your think you're going," I yelled out. She looked back stopping in her tracks. "Oh please, please let me go," she cried out. "In a minute," I replied. "Let me see that full ass." "Bend over." "Oh daddy,... what are you doing to me," she whimpered nearly in tears. I'm sure she was at the breaking point of losing all control. Christine bent at the waist offering her ass to me. She knew what I was going to do. I'm sure she was praying that she could hold all the water pumped inside her ass until I allowed her to empty herself. I grabbed a wide leather strap off the wall and stood behind my darling slut. I swung the strap letting it impact fully across both cheeks. "Smackkkk!!! Then I gave her a second one. "Smaccckkkk!!!!" She whimpered and groaned. I went up behind her feeling the warmth on her ass where I just spanked her. Then I reached between her legs fingering her pussy. She was soaked. Then I asked, "does my little slut girl need to empty her ass?" "Or does she need to be spanked some more?" "Ohhhh!!!.. Please!!!..., let me go...please..." she begged. I pushed my fingers into her cunt. She was dripping wet. I started fucking her with my fingers. She reached down between her legs grasping my hand and holding my fingers buried in her cunt. "Ohhhh,...Ohhhh,...Ohhhh,....Ohhhh,..." she was moaning wildly. "Okay..., GO....," I replied. She hurried off to the bathroom and seconds later I could hear the flow gushing from her. I also could hear moaning too. I peaked in and saw her rubbing between her legs masturbating her clit. She was cumming. I decided to leave her alone to empty out and enjoy her orgasm. I had some other things to prepare for her. But I wondered how that made her feel having that sudden emptying feeling from expelling the enema, while her cunt was throbbing. She returned about ten minutes later looking pretty washed out. I pointed to the table and she lay back down. Again I fastened the restraints cuffing her hands to the table and propping her legs up in the stirrups. That's when I heard the doorbell. I left Christine tied up and walked upstairs to answer the door. ________________________________ NiteWriter Continued in "Christine's Special Room" (Ch2) Christine's Special Room Ch. 02 This is the continuation of Christine's day in her special room. Now that she's been prepared, you may recall that the doorbell rang. In this chapter Christine gets thoroughly examined and probed. And despite her humiliating situations, she submits completely and ends up with two cocks and a tremendous orgasm. * * * * * * * * * I answered the door. It was my friend Bob from next door. We've become quite close since Christine I moved into our house. Over the past few months I had started telling Bob about some of the kinky things that Christine I do. At first he didn't believe what I told him, but eventually as I kept telling him more and more he figured some of it must be true. He just stopped by to return a movie that we loaned him the other day. I guess he sensed that he was interrupting something. Perhaps I seemed a little bit anxious when I let him in. "Is everything alright," he asked. "Uhh..., yeah... everything's okay," I answered. He looked at me strangely and then smiled. "You and.... Christine... you're..." I smiled back shaking my head in agreement. "You lucky son-of-a-bitch you." "I wish my wife did the things you guys do." "I get horny just thinking about the stuff you told me." He paused for a moment. "So..., what are you doing to her today?" I hesitated at first, sorting of just staring at him contemplating. Then I said, "well... want to see?" "You're fuckin' kidding me," he burst out in surprise. Bob followed me downstairs. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Christine strapped to our GYN table totally naked. He looked around the room. "Fuck, look at this place," he exclaimed in near disbelief seeing all the sex toys. When Christine heard his voice she looked at me and I could see the embarrassment on her face. Here she was stretched out and restrained to a table naked in front of our neighbor. "Don't say anything Christine." "I want to show off my beautiful slut to my friend, so you just lay there." Christine did as she was told. She didn't say a word. Bob walked over and stared at her gorgeous naked body on the table. The stirrups had her legs spread apart, so he could see her juicy pussy. "My God she's pretty," he commented. "You fuckin' lucky guy." I could see he was admiring Christine's cunt. "Nice, isn't it," I commented as I stroked my fingers down her thighs. "She gets so wet too." I unfastened Christine's hands from the cuffs. "Show Bob your cunt," I ordered. "I think he likes it." She slowly moved her hands down to her pussy. I knew she felt awkward exposing herself like this. But she obeyed and using both hands spread her cunt open until Bob could see the pink flesh inside. At first Bob seemed a bit uncomfortable looking at her like this. "Isn't she going to be mad at you bringing me down here," he asked. "No," I replied. "Ask her." Bob looked at Christine lying there holding her cunt open for him. "Uhh..... Maybe I should go," Bob nervously suggested. Christine looked at me to offer help in answering what to do. She felt so embarrassed being naked in front of him. Yet, she knew I brought him downstairs and obviously wanted him to see her. And she could never do anything to displease me. As uncomfortable as it made her she answered with a soft innocent voice, "No that's okay." "I'm a slut." "You can look at my cunt, see." And she spread it open real wide. Bob looked at me in amazement. "My God." He just stared in silence looking at Christine's pink hole. "Do you fuck her a lot," he asked? "Yes of course I do," I answered. "Actually, I do her ass a lot." "Fuck, you're kiddin' me." "She likes it in the ass?" "She loves it in the ass." "Isn't that right slut?" I asked Christine patting the exposed part of her rear end. She didn't answer, but just lay there listening to us talk about how I use her. "Yeah, she's a real ass whore." "Let me show you." I removed Christine's legs from the stirrups and attached them to the same chain that was holding her wrists earlier. In that position her legs were pulled way up giving us complete access to her ass. Her wrists I bound together above her head. Then I patted her butt again as I asked. "You don't mind putting on a little sex show for Bob and show him what a dirty whore you are?" I explained to Bob, "before you dropped by I had just given her an enema." "Let me show you her tight little asshole." I grabbed my special anal speculum from the cabinet. It's a stainless steel medical speculum that's just over five inches long and when inserted opens up to a full three inches. I squirted a big glob of KY on her pucker and pushed it in with my finger. Bob was staring, completely mesmerized seeing me violating Christine's anal hole. Then I slowly inserted the speculum. When it was fully implanted inside Christine's ass, I began opening it. As her anal hole got wider and wider, Bob was whispering to himself, "fuck.." "fuck"... "look at that hole." I had her fully opened to three inches. I have to say even for myself, I love seeing Christine's ass gaping that way. I glanced over at Bob. "Pretty nice shit hole, huh?" I turned the light above our heads so Bob could see inside. "I can't believe you do this to her." And she likes it," Bob questioned? "Hey slut, " I called to Christine. "Bob wants to know if you like what I do to you?" At first Christine glanced to me looking for permission to admit that she loves being treated like a whore. "Go ahead, tell him," I softly answered her unspoken question. Christine looked at Bob saying, "yes I love it." "I'm a slut; just a dirty whore and I love being used." I wondered what was going through her mind as she admitted to Bob that she loved being a submissive whore for me. It made me think about the next time she saw him outside or when we visited him and his wife, the feeling she would experience. I'm sure from now on every time Bob saw Christine, he would picture her naked with a gaping ass being a dirty little slut. And Christine I'm sure would just think, 'yes I know, I'm a dirty whore.' "See," I said turning to Bob? "She will do anything to please me." Then I stuck two fingers inside her wide open asshole feeling around inside her rectum. When I removed them I put them immediately to Christine's lips. "Suck them whore," I ordered. Christine opened her mouth taking my dirty fingers and cleaned them with her lips and tongue. Bob went wild when he heard her moaning expressions of enjoyment. "Mmmmmm." "Mmmmmm." And then she licked her lips. "Fuck..., you have to be the luckiest bastard alive,' Bob gasped out. "You got your own personal whore." Then I asked Bob, "do want to touch her clit?" "You don't mind if Bob feels your clit, do you slut," I asked? And I wondered what she thought of me letting another man play with her cunt. Of course I wasn't expecting her to answer. I was expecting her to just lay there and allow me to show her off to my friend. Bob hesitatingly reached out with his hand touching her hardened clit with one finger. "Fuck, she's aroused isn't she?" "I wish my wife would be a hot little slut like this." He began slowly rubbing it. Then he took Christine's clit between two fingers lightly squeezing it. "She's so wet." "Go ahead," I urged. "Stick them in her cunt." Bob didn't need to be told twice. His fingers slowly pushed inside Christine's wet pussy. He began fingering her, shoving his fingers in and out of her wet juicy fuckhole. Christine started moaning. I moved up to watch her facial expressions now that I was allowing another man to touch her. I leaned to kiss her and whisper, "is my whore enjoying this?" She groaned out, "oh yes, as long as it pleases you." "Want to see her cum," I asked Bob? "I just picked something up today and want to try it out on her." Bob pulled his fingers out waiting to see what kinky idea I had in mind next. Christine was straining trying to see what I had. I had bought a rectal colon tube. It was a smooth flexible tube with a rounded end and eyeholes on the sides. It measured thirty inches long. I thought it would make Christine crazy inserting this deep into her rectal channel. I also figured that on occasions I could give her a good deep enema cleaning her out completely. But I figured tonight that I'd just see how far I could get it in to stimulate her. Bob watched as I inserted the tube through the spread-opened speculum and into her gaping ass. I kept pushing it in until I felt the resistance from it hitting bottom inside her rectum. Then slowly I began moving it around attempting to locate the entrance of her rectal channel that led deeper into her ass. I knew that once I found it, I could push the tube further and snake it through her long twisting rectal passage. I'm sure the feeling of the tube traveling up inside her body slowly going deeper and deeper would make her absolutely crazy. I kept moving it around and finally, "yes," there it was. The tube inched in deeper. Christine moaned out. "Ohhhh!!!! Ohhhh!!!" I told Bob, "play with her clit while I get this in." Bob did as I suggested and started fingering her clit, rubbing it, and teasing it. I wiggled the tube while pushing, forcing it further into her. "Ohhhh!, "Oh Fuckk!!!," she cried out again. She didn't stop. She kept moaning over and over as I inserted the tube deeper and deeper. I had over twelve inches inside her ass and still she was taking more. It was slowly going in an inch at a time, as she moaned and squirmed on the table. "Ohhhhhh..., Ohhhhhhh...., Fuckkkkkk..." Now I had over half in. Bob was furiously frigging her hard clit. I knew she was close to cumming as she twisted and turned on the table. "Does it feel good, slut," I asked? "Do you like getting your rectum probed like this?" I kept pushing, working it through her dirty anal passage. Bob continued rubbing her clit. I had only about eight inches left sticking out of her gaping ass. Even I was amazed that I had over two feet of tubing snaked up deep into her rectal channel. Then I slapped her butt hard. "Whore!!!" "C'mon and cum, you Whore!!!" "Look at you." "Your ass is wide open, your rectum stuffed deep, and our neighbor is playing with your clit. "So c'mon and cum." I slapped her ass again. I knew she was on the verge of cumming real hard. I could sense the excitement building within her. This was a new experience for Christine. She never had anything so deep inside her body. And I was doing it to her in front of Bob. "Okay slut," I yelled out. "This will make you cum." And I quickly attached the remaining end of the rectal tube to an enema bag hanging overhead and released the clip. The bag had roughly two quarts of warm water, which immediately began flowing deep into Christine's rectum. As soon as the liquid first entered her body and flowed into her tiny rectal passage, it set her off like I've never seen before. She started cumming and wailing out, "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!" "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!" "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!" As soon as she began screaming I started pulling the tube out, making it slowly drag through her sensitive rectal channel leaving a flow of warm water spurting out and filling her passage completely. I kept calling her "slut," "cunt," "filthy anal whore." "You love getting your ass used, don't you?" She responded with screaming and moaning as her orgasm continued. "Uhhhhhh,.... fuckkkkk,..... ohhhhhh,...... fuckkkkkkkk......." She bounced and twisted on the table writhing out of control while Bob pressed his fingers hard on her clit. He could feel it throb as he watched me extract the remainder of the tube buried up her gaping hole. Finally the tube dropped out. Bob released her clit. Christine was gasping for breath as her orgasm went on and on for minutes before subsiding. I had to grab a plastic pan and hold it by her ass as the water began spilling out of her stretched asshole. She had no control over herself. Her body trembled on the table as her orgasm set off waves of pleasure, while at the same time ejecting the deep enema from her bowels. When it looked like it was over, I removed the speculum from her ass and positioned her legs back in the stirrups. I glanced at Bob. "She's pretty hot stuff, huh?" He replied. "Fuck..., I'm as horny as can be and my wife better be in the mood tonight." From looking at Bob I realized how incredibly turned on he was. So I asked him, "do you want her to suck you off?" "Oh shit, you'd make her do that," he asked? "If I tell her too, she'll do it." Bob stood there rubbing his cock through his pants. "Go on, I'll fuck her cunt while she sucks you." Bob moved up to her face and unbuckled his pants. "Okay slut," I began instructing Christine. "You give Bob a good blowjob." "Do you hear?" With that Christine turned her head toward Bob. When he dropped his underwear a hard eight-inch cock popped out. "Fuck, I don't believe this," he moaned out. He moved closer and his cock pushed through Christine's lips. She began sucking as he pumped in and out of her mouth. I moved between Christine's legs and dropped my pants to the floor. Then I shoved my hard cock into her cunt. Now with her arms restrained above her and legs spread open and bound by the stirrups, she had two cocks fucking her; one in her mouth and one in her cunt. We were treating her like nothing more than a piece of fuckmeat using her body to satisfy our hard cocks. Bob was stuffing himself into her mouth faster and faster and sometimes pushing into her throat. When he saw Christine could handle him with no problem he kept doing it. "My God she's good," he yelled out. "What a great cocksucker." I think I was more excited just from watching Bob fuck Christine's mouth. It made me start cumming. My cock throbbed inside her cunt spurting several thick streams of cum into her hot little hole. Bob couldn't hold out much longer either. After a couple more times down Christine's throat, he pulled back and cried out, "fuck,, I'm cumming." He held his cock right at Christine's mouth. And she held it open waiting for his cum like the good little cumwhore I knew she was. He began shooting sperm as he slowly stroked his hard cock. His thick cream flooded Christine's mouth. She swallowed... and then licked at his cock using her tongue on him. She kept gulping and eating until he was done. Bob watched in amazement as she acted like a greedy cum slut for him. "She swallows it." "She's eats it." "Fuck!!!" Bob backed away from Christine and she turned her head still licking her lips. I pulled from her cunt and looked at Bob saying, "she's a great little girl, isn't she?" "I'll say," he replied. "Maybe I should figure a way to get my wife here to be trained like this." Then he pulled his trousers back on. "Well, I guess I better get going." "I'll never forget this, thanks." I walked upstairs with Bob leaving Christine on the table. It was early yet and she knew I would have more in store for her later. ____________________________ NiteWriter