Miss Beth - My Plight - A Bargain“Please no more, Miss Beth. I can’t take it.”
“Oh but you will. And you’re speaking without permission.”
It’s morning enema time. A smiling Miss Beth stands over me, graciously smoothing her hands over my restrained head, bringing comfort as in contrast she tortures me with a massive high colonic... slow and endless.
She enjoys, her dominion supreme.
“And you’ll take whatever I want you to take. Learning acceptance, that here on Indiening Island you are subordinate to all, is important. I like filling you... your bowels... your scrotum... your throat with a nice plump dildo... and your tummy of course,” the latter words coming with a wicked laugh, no doubt referring to my toilet training.
Miss Beth pushes the low stool before me. In sitting I realize t
