She sounded tired."Hi, its er, Mort here," I said, not sure she would recognise my voice."Just a second Anne, I'll head outside for better reception."...I guessed she couldn't talk, so used the ruse to get some privacy. There was a hopeful tone in her voice that banished a lot of the tiredness I had heard before.After a brief pause, as I heard her moving about, and doors opening and closing, she started talking again. "Oh Mort, is it really you? I've been so worried. How are you? Are you safe?. I heard a small plastic bag wrestle. I could not figure out what it was. Then it hit me. Previously about two weeks before this he had asked me to get an enema kit at work. Supposedly for another sub that he was going to have forced enema play with.I was petrified I had no idea. I honestly was not ready for that how ever; I heard a drill like a serious drill. My mind was freaking out! What was he going to do? I think I can trust him but the doubt is still there. WTF WTF WTF! Vindictive bastard. '@ @ @ @ @Bill went through the indignity of servicing the Doctor orally. He puthis best effort in it. Figuring the sooner, it was over the better.Then the Doctor had him kneel on the examination table. Gave him aninjection, claiming it was an antibiotic. The doc thoroughly lubrivatedhis backdoor and his penis. He was gentile and almost lovingly took himdoggie style. Bill had an out of body experience. His mind left hisbody, he felt nothing. This time there was no pain only a. In the dim lighting of the bar, she looked radiant. She was wearing an outfit that addressed her curves well. Her hourglass waist accented both her magnificent chest and her heart-shaped saddle. Her blouse was unbuttoned just enough to make her cleavage bring back memories of a slot machine."What are you drinking?" Let me have a gin and tonic with Tanq and give me a couple of olives, please." I liked a woman who knew what she wanted. I was surprised. I thought for sure that she would come up.