Emma had been a client of mine since I started working as a professional Dom three years ago. She was always one of my favorite slaves. When she showed up for her sessions she always wanted the same two things, enemas and spanking. I was not a doctor though she claimed my secret enema formulas worked better than anything she could get at a doctor’s office. She swore that the colon cleansing would keep her young forever. I didn’t know about forever but she didn’t look like she had aged a day in the last three years. She always seemed to be full of energy. She was scheduled to come in at four that afternoon.

I had just finished filling the enema bags when she arrived. We always filled her up twice. I used a mixture of golden seal and lemon juice, and water for the first bag and then green tea, coffee, ground black walnut shells, and water for the second. She claimed it really got rid of a lot of toxins. I just liked watching her squirm as she tried to hold the liquids inside.

She came in and got undressed in the playroom. I stretched her out over the spanking bench and secured her hands, knees and ankles. Emma always liked to begin the sessions with a bit of spanking. I always started out with a heavy dense flogger. A heavy flogger is very good for warming up an ass. It produces a nice thump and usually doesn’t leave marks. I lightly teased her with the ends of the flogger, dragging it carelessly across her skin, before bringing it down solidly across her ass. Emma didn’t even flinch. She had built up her pain tolerance over the last couple of years and I had to flail her pretty hard to get any sort of reaction out of her at all. I fanned the flogger heavily across her ass cheeks until they were a nice light pink color. I picked out a riding crop and began to tenderize her backside and inner thighs. The crop has always been one of my favorite toys. It’s light and very maneuverable. It will get into tight spots and it leaves nice red patches where it contacts the skin. I worked her over with it till her ass was a rosy red.

I got out the KY Jelly and lubed up the nozzle on the end of the hose. I slipped on a pair of latex gloves and applied the lube to her tight little asshole. She loved for me to tease it with my finger before inserting the hose. I checked the temperature of the liquid before slowly working the nozzle into her rectum. I unlatched the clamp on the hose and let the water slowly flow inside her. Emma giggled as the enema bag emptied inside her.

When the bag was empty I removed the nozzle and grabbed a wooden paddle with tiny holes drilled in it. Now the fun was about to start. Over the time I had been working with her, she had steadily increased the number of whacks she could take before she had to run to the bathroom. At the last session I had done with her she was able to take forty-three whacks before she bolted. I was hoping to take her to forty-five during this session. I untied her hands, knees, and ankles so she could run when she felt she could hold it no longer. I drew back the paddle and brought it down across the left side of her bottom. She jerked and moaned loudly. I alternated blows to either side of her bum. Emma’s body shook and shuddered as she struggled to retain the liquid. After every five swats, I would run a piece of rabbit fur over her ass to take some of the heat from her battered rump. I stopped after twenty-five whacks and let her go relieve herself. I always took it easy on her after the first bag. She knew that after the next one she was going to really be squirming before I let her go. She loved but also dreaded the second round.

After fifteen minutes she returned and lay down across the spanking bench to take the second enema. I inserted the nozzle and fucked her tiny asshole with it before unclipping the hose clamp. Emma cackled and squirmed as the green tea mixture slowly drained into her. During this time I usually tickled her back and ass with the rabbit fur. I liked to get her calm and focused before the next round of spanking.

The last of the enema had finally emptied into Emma’s luscious ass and she was ready to play. She defiantly thrust her rear into the air daring me to do my worst. I brought out the riding crop again and worked over her inner thighs. She giggled through this. She had grown accustomed to the big paddle and anything less had almost no effect on her. I picked up the paddle and began my onslaught on her ass. Like before I alternated sides of her rear with the blows. Also like before I caressed her skin with the rabbit fur. This time I went slower but increased the severity of the whacks. Emma jerked and squirmed with each smack. She was silent through the first fifteen thwacks so on the sixteenth I added a little something extra. Her body recoiled as she yelped in pain. I asked her to give me a number between one and ten to represent how close she was to her limits. She said seven so I knew I was still within the safe range. I had never heard her use her safeword before. I knew I would have to hit her pretty hard before she would yell out “California”. I backed down the intensity for the next ten strokes.

She was up to twenty-six blows now. She was well on track for her new record. She now moaned and sighed loudly with every new rap on her reddening rump. At thirty-three she was squealing and I could see tears beginning to run down her cheeks. I asked her if she wanted me to stop but she stubbornly shook her head. She took great pride in serving her master and would go to great lengths to make me proud of her. I traced her backside with the fur, giving her a bit of a break before I administered the last few swats. I also switched back to the heavy flogger. This would produce a more sensuous type of pain. I crisscrossed her ass cheeks with a series of eight rapid brutal whacks. Emma’s body writhed in pain and ecstasy. She tried to stifle her cries and fight back her tears. She moaned loudly and mournfully but she knew her ordeal was almost at an end.

“Do you want to stop now, Emma?”

“No Master, I’m so close. I want to beat my old record.”

“Very well then, so you shall.”

I drew back the flogger and brought it down hard across her left ass cheek.

“Forty-two!”

Again I brought the flogger down across her right ass cheek. Emma squealed and jerked.

“Forty-three! You can stop there. There would be no shame in taking the same amount of punishment you took the last time.”

“No Master, please don’t stop. Use the paddle again. I want to go for fifty this time. Please?”

I picked up the paddle and brought it down onto the right side of her ass. I followed it with a quick swipe with the rabbit fur.

“Forty-four!”

I smacked the left side of her ass and followed it with the fur again.

“Forty-five!”

Tears were streaming down Emma’s face and she was sobbing loudly. I thought it would be easier on her to end it quickly. I alternated heavy whacks between the two sides of her ass.

“Forty-six!”

“Forty-seven!”

“Forty-eight!”

“Forty-nine!”

Emma was howling in pain now but she refused to call out California. I brought the last heavy thwack down squarely across both her ass cheeks.
“Fifty! You did it. I am so proud of you today. Now run along and empty yourself. I’ll take care of you when you return.”

Emma shuffled off toward the bathroom. She returned half an hour later with a twisted triumphant smile on her face. I laid her down on the massage table and applied a mixture of tea tree oil and aloe vera to her back and ass. She sighed and moaned softly as the soothing mixture penetrated her skin.

“Thank you, Master. I thoroughly enjoyed that. Maybe next time we can go for fifty-five?”