Next up would be Caroline, the naughty 5yo minx. Several strange looking mechanical contraptions were brought out onto the stage in preparation for the next game. There was a padded board lying flat on the stage with two C-shaped curves sticking up up from it perpendicular to the board. There was also a clear cylinder about the size of a 55 gallon drum, although a bit skinnier in diameter.
"This next game we will be playing is called 'A barrel of fun'" announced the leader. "Please welcome our youngest contestant this evening, little Miss Caroline!". The little girl beamed as she stood up from her seat and walked out to center stage. Looking closely, I could see little drips coming from her bottom and cunny. Looking over at her chair, I could see the bag underneath looked quite full. She'd obviously been peeing several times while the rest of us performed. I guessed it was pee that she'd been sitting in that was dripping from her now.
Her assistant then set about strapping Caroline to the strange contraption. First, she lay on her back on the padded board, with her shoulders equal with one end and resting against the C bracket. Then, her legs were lifted up so that she was in a sitting position, except on her back. It looked like she had been strapped to a chair, and then that chair flipped over backwards. The bottom bracket was adjusted to fit her length, and her legs were then secured to it, knees tightly bent such that her feet were back toward her crotch, and her knees pointed up into the air.
Next, they returned to her head end. The assistants held her head and neck and helped her do what looked a bit like a sit-up or a crunch, rolling her shoulders forward and lifting her head and neck so that they were now looking straight ahead, out over her body. A bracket was then fastened across the C, supporting her head and neck in this new position. Her hands were strapped to the board at about waist level. Several other straps were also fastened, securing her tightly in place. When they were all done, it looked like she was in some sort of roller coaster car, staring straight ahead out over her body. Her cunny stuck up just a bit at the end, and her asshole was exposed and facing straight ahead as well.
Next, the entire contraption was rolled over. The straps all held the tiny girl in place, and very little changed except that, for her, the audience was now upside down. She continued to stare straight ahead, in the same direction her hole pointed. Cables were then connected to each end of the board, and winches were used to lift her up about 6 feet in the air. The lifting then stopped, and she swung gently in the bracket, waiting for what was to happen next.
What happened next caught everyone by surprise, most of all Caroline. The hook at the head end of the bracket released, leaving only the bottom end suspended. The head end swung down, although it still remained a good couple of feet off the ground. At the sudden release and feeling of falling, Caroline let out a scream, and big jet of pee shot out from her cunny and clear across the stage.
Realizing she was safe, although now held completely upside down and staring up at the ceiling, the little girl regained control of her bladder. Some of the assistants huddled together for a quick discussion. One of them then headed off-stage to get something, while Caroline was lowered until the head end rested on the stage.
"Because Caroline has exhibited an inability to control her bladder, we are making a small modification to this game" announced the leader. "This will actually be for her own benefit, as you'll later see, even thought it might not seem like it at first. We will be inserting a Foley catheter and inflating it for the duration of this game, to make it easier for Caroline to drink her pee."
The assistant then returned with a tray of medical equipment, and started sterilizing the little girl's cunny and then inserting the tube up inside of her, much like they had done to me earlier. However, this time, once a little bit of pee came through the tube, they clamped it off, stopping the flow. Then, a syringe was connected, and liquid pushed through the tube to inflate the ball, now inside Caroline's bladder, preventing the catheter from exiting. A second tube was then attached to the catheter, making it longer. The last inch and a half was then placed between the five year old's lips.
Catheterisation complete, she was once again hoisted into the air. This time, she was lifted even higher, almost 5 feet off the ground. The large cylinder was then moved underneath her, and she was slowly lowered down inside of it, until her head came to rest at the bottom, and her entire body was upside down inside of it.
"We now need to take a measurement of the remaining volume of the container" announced the leader. "To do that, we will briefly add warm water until it reaches the desired level, at which point we can drain it and measure it." Caroline's assistant took a hose and ran it to the bottom of the cylinder, and then turned on the flow. From where I was on the stage, I could just barely see the water level rising up inside the container.
Because the cylinder itself was quite small, and Caroline's head and shoulders were already taking up a good portion of the space in the bottom, the level rose quickly. The little girl had been positioned so that her neck was bent forward, and her shoulders rolled forward, so that even though her body was upside down, she was facing up toward the ceiling and out of the top of the cylinder We could see the water level rising up from the back of her neck and head, to her ears, and then continuing until it went over the top of her neck and throat.
The assistant was watching the level very closely at this point, and had slowed the flow coming from the hose. We watched the level start up toward her chin. Her ears were now both underwater, and the level was like a slowly tightening circle creeping onto her face.
Just as the water reached the corners of her mouth, the flow was brought to a halt. The hose was removed, and a valve on the underside of the cylinder was opened. The water level quickly plummeted inside the cylinder, and little Caroline looked very relieved. In fact, she actually shook and shuttered as if having a little orgasm, even though nobody had touched her cunny at all yet!
The water was next poured into large graduated cylinders, as if some sort of science fair demonstration was underway. In the end, it was determined that there had been 2.83 gallons of water inside, or just over 11 quarts. It was then announced that over the course of the evening, Caroline would be receiving six 2-quart milk enemas, with a 6 minute break between each. At the start of each break, a coin would be flipped. If it came up heads, a vibrator would be used on her cunny for the duration of the break. This game was designed to test her ability to both quickly expel enemas, and retain them.
If she failed to expel the majority of her early enemas within the 6 minutes, they would very quickly add up inside of her. The four quarts inside of me were almost more than I could handle, and I was 3 years older and much taller than the tiny minx in the can. The two quart enemas alone would be quite filling for her.
On the other hand, the volume of the cylinder had just been measured at a little over 11 quarts. That meant that after the final filling, having just trained her body to expel, she needed to retain at least half of the enema inside of her, or risk choosing between drinking her enema fluid, or drowning!
The assistant then announced it was time to remove the clamp from the catheter. She reminded Caroline that she was free to spit out the tube or pee if she wanted to. However, any pee that she did not swallow would end up in the cylinder, causing the level to rise even quicker, and forcing her to retain even more enema to avoid it reaching mouth and nose level.
One of the cameras was now getting a top-down view, showing a closeup of little Caroline's cunny and mouth, only inches apart from that birds-eye perspective, and the small clear tube that was now connecting them. From where I was sitting on the stage, I could see both a pretty closeup side view what was happening in front of me, or look out at the screen above the audience for the camera perspective.
As the clamp was release, the catheter filled with the little girl's urine. It was mostly clear, with just a hint of yellow to it. As the stream began to flow, the tube stiffened and raised up with the pressure inside, like a garden hose held in your hand when the water is turned on. This apparently caught Caroline off-guard, as the end rose up from between her lips before she could close them firmly on it. The end of the catheter was now suspended maybe half an inch above her lips, with a stream of pee shooting forcefully from the end and into her open mouth. She puckered her lips and tried to reach up to it, but couldn't quite capture it.
Her mouth full, she briefly closed her lips. On the screen, I could see her throat contracting as she swallowed a big mouthful of her pee. With her lips closed, the pee sprayed out onto her face. A second later, she opened wide again, and began to collect another mouthful, before gulping it down. The cycled repeated three more times, until the tyke has gulped down five mouthfuls of her hot pee. Finally, the flow lessened, and as she closed her mouth to swallow, her lips contacted the end of the catheter and she sucked it inside.
For the next 30 seconds, the stream continued to trickle through the skinny tube, and every so often we could see the muscles of her throat contract as she swallowed, drawing her warm pee back up her body, close to where it began, and where, in a short matter of time, it would exit once more.
When the flow became intermittent, I noticed that she appeared to be actively sucking on the catheter, like one would suck a milkshake through a straw. Her cheeks would hallow, and pee would raise up to the high arch in the catheter, and then come raining down into her mouth. I couldn't believe she'd do that! Nasty!!!
Bladder emptying complete, the game then moved on. A lid was fit over the top of the cylinder, sealing it. The assistant then gave us a tour of some of it's "features". Air holes were located partway down the sides of the cylinder, with covers sticking in over the tops to make sure nothing liquid would exit through them as it ran down the sides. In the lid was fitted a camera, which would be used by the operator to see inside, and would also be shown on the screens for the audience.
Next, there was a stick fitted through a gasket in the lid. On the end inside the cylinder was a bullet vibrator. On the outside, there was a large vibrator wand, like had been build into the dome in my chair.
"This dual-vibrator allows us to send two very different types of vibrations to the child's clitoris" explained the leader. "First, the powerful wand will transmit it's deep, powerful vibrations down through the solid rod and through the mass of the bullet's shell, giving a wonderful vibrator sensation. Then, when the button on the handle is pressed, the bullet will be turned on to it's strongest setting for 1 second. This very strong, sharp, but short vibration can be used to trigger orgasms if applied to an already sensitive clit. Or, with proper placement and timing, be used to keep someone on the brink of orgasm but never allowing them enough stimulation to explode."
Finally, the last item penetrating the lid, through a gasket similar to the vibrator, was the enema wand. The main tube through which the enema would flow was straight and stiff, allowing it to be manipulated through the lid. Along that tube ran a smaller, flexible tube. On the end was the nozzle. Its shape reminded me of a christmas light bulb. It was about 3 inches long, tapered down to a point on the end, and increasing gradually to 1" in diameter about 2" back, where it rounded over and shrank down to maybe 3/4", before stopping at a 1" flange. In the end was a large hole, and part way up the tip were a few other holes in the sides. At the top end sticking out of the lid there was a trigger, much like on a squirt gun, and a twisting valve.
"This special nozzle has been designed with a built-in lube delivery system" explained the leader, as she positioned the nozzle above but not quite touching Caroline's upturned asshole. "By pumping this trigger, we can squirt lots of slippery chilled lubricant out the end hole. The lube is delivered through a separate smaller tube leading to the plug, so that when it's time to deliver the enema, we do not need to clear out the entire main tube. We like to use chilled lubricant in this system because we've found it helps keep the asshole extra tight, adding to the sensation of penetration, and forming a tight seal on the nozzle."
As she explained, she started squeezing the trigger, causing a thick, clear slime to ooze out of the nozzle's tip and slither down to make contact with the little girl's bright pink puckered asshole. As the first drops hit, the camera captured the strong contraction in perfect detail, as her nerves responded to the chilly gel The pumping continued until a pool had formed completely covering Caroline's pink ring.
As she tried to relax, we could see the lubricant slowly dripping into her anus, contacting the super sensitive nerves around the muscular ring, causing it to pucker up tightly again.
Apparently convinced that Caroline's asshole was as lubed as it would get, I watched the assistant position the nozzle directly above the pink lube covered ring and, without warning, give a firm push. With no visible resistance, the entire nozzle popped in, as the little girl in the can give a muffled yelp.
"Filling Time!" announced the leader, as the assistant turned the valve on the nozzle, and the first two quarts began to rush through the tube and deep into the five year old's colon.
Whether it was the large tube and openings in the plug, the girl's completely inverted position, or the combination of the two, the filling took hardly any time at all. The entire time I could hear little moans coming from inside the cylinder The little girl's stomach had inflated noticeably. In less than 3 minutes, the enema was complete. Just as suddenly as she'd inserted it, the assistant popped the nozzle back out of the child's ass. There wasn't even any leakage as it was removed, likely a mixed result of gravity being against any leaks, and the quick removal not encouraging any pushing or relaxing of the anus.
It was then announced that Caroline had six minutes to expel as much of the milk as possible. The coin was flipped, and she was spared the vibrator for this first round. At first, she seemed to hesitate. At least 30 seconds ticked by and nothing happened. The camera inside the cylinder continued to focus on her tight little asshole, with her face below in the distance, as we waited for it to open and expel it's milky white contents.
Finally, the five-year-old got up the nerve to push. Her hole unclenched, and a jet of milk shot upward, arching slightly over her body, and then fell, hitting her smack in the face. The restraints inside the cylinder has obviously been designed to ensure the asshole was positioned precisely so that this would happen. The stream abruptly halted, as the little girl spit and sputtered, her eyes now clenched shut, as the milk slowly ran down her cheeks and dripped from her neck.
A good minute must have passed before she got up the nerve to try again. This time, she didn't push quite as hard. As a result, the stream did not go as high or arch as far, and rather than falling on her face, it simply bubbled out of her butt like a small fountain, falling back into place, and running down over her cunny and down her chest.
She continued to slowly expel in this fashion until the six minutes were up. Twice more she pushed a bit too hard, and got splashed in the face. Each time she'd stop, spit and sputter a bit, and then resume the slow expel. As a result, it didn't look like much more than a quart of milk at most in the bottom of the cylinder. Half of the first enema must still have been inside her ass, and she was about to get two more quarts.
The nozzle was once more positioned over her hole, and a pool of lubricant squirted all over her anus, causing it to tighten back up after the expelling. Once again the assistant pressed the nozzle inside, and opened the valve.
As all of this was going on, I was becoming more and more distracted by the frequent cramps and the overwhelming urge to evacuate my bowels. I'd long ago lost any sense of control over them. If it wasn't for the now enormous inflated plug up my ass, I'd have let it all go 10 minutes ago. As yet another horrible cramp caused me to want to curl up into a little ball, I let out a loud groan.
"How are you doing honey?" Asked Jennifer, taking notice.
I explained to her how awful the cramps were. They were making me feel sick to my stomach. I didn't think I could hold all that milk any longer.
She then went over to the leader, and talked briefly with her, before returning.
"Ok honey, we've decided you've held it long enough, and we'll let you and Hannah release now" she said. "Just give us a minute to get things setup." She and Hannah's assistant then went back stage, and returned a moment later wheeling another big metal contraption. It looked a bit like the contraption Hannah had been strapped in before being inserted into the cylinder, but this was much longer.
"While Caroline is receiving this enema, Hannah and Jessie will be preparing to release their enemas while on the sixtyniner frame" announced the leader.
Once more, Jennifer had to help me to my feet. With all of the heavy milk inside of me, I just couldn't shift my center of gravity enough to stand up! She helped me hobble over to the middle of this new contraptions, where she had me straddle it and sit down on a pad. Hannah was also brought over, and she was told to sit on an identical pad on the far end.
Next, we were both told to lay back. I leaned back and lay down flat. A pillow was positioned under my head, and the same was done to Hannah. Slowly the pillow was raised and tilted, bending my neck forward and into a similar position to what Caroline had been in, lying flat on my back, with my neck bend forward and my head propped up so that I was looking almost straight ahead out over my body.
It looked like Hannah and I were in a long two-person roller-coaster, both facing toward stage right. Next, straps were placed around our shoulders, chest, and hips. Holding me firmly down on the pad so that I couldn't get up. Two pads on the side of the pillow were rotated forward to press against the sides of my head and ears, preventing me from turning my head from side to side. I could still lean forward a little more, but that was it.
Next, our hands were strapped at our sides. Then, the assistants pulled our legs up so that they formed a 90 degree angle from our upper bodies. L-shaped poles, like the ones on the original enema chair, were inserted. Each pole rose up, and then our legs were placed over the padded short end of the L shape, so that it was behinds our knees. More straps were added to our legs, binding them to this pole in the middle and right behinds our knees. Then, the poles were slowly spread apart, forming a wide V.
From where I now was, I could look straight down between my spread legs, and see the back of Hannah's pillow, and her legs in the distance beyond.
"Hannah and Jessie are now in place, but before they release their enemas, we have a certain five year old who's quite full of milk" announced the leader. I'd been so distracted by what was happening to me that I'd forgotten all about Caroline and her game. From where I was strapped, I could just see the cylinder on the stage. I was unable to turn my head and look at the TV, so I couldn't see the camera inside.
The coin was once again flipped, and this time Caroline was to be stimulated with the vibrator for the six minutes she was expelling. The nozzle was once more popped out of her asshole, and the vibrator on the wand was positioned against her cunny. I could hear the powerful buzzing wand as it was turned on, and the stimulation began.
Inside the cylinder, the slow fountain had already begun to rise out of Caroline's asshole. She had perfected her technique in round one, and was now keeping a pretty constant flow rising up and pouring over her ass, to run down between her buttcheeks and down her back, as well as flow over her cunny and down her chest, to drip into the bottom of the cylinder
After a minute and a half to two minutes, the nice even flow of milk began to change. Little pulses began to appear, were it was cut off, and then resumed, and she struggled to keep it under control. After about five or 10 seconds of this, the assistant reached down and put her finger on the button that would trigger the vibrating bullet that was pressed firmly into Caroline's cunny and against her little immature clit.
When she pressed the button, the flow of milk came to as an abrupt halt. One second ticked by, and then another, and then suddenly, a volcano of milk shot forth from Caroline's asshole, shooting straight up and slamming into the top of the cylinder, as a monstrous orgasm overwhelmed the young child, and caused every muscle in her body to clench and release beyond her control. The milk geyser smashed into the top of the cylinder so hard I could hear it, and then proceeded to shower down all over the inside. It ran down the sides, making it hard to see inside, and dripped and poured down from the top, leaving no part of her body dry.
As the wand continued the deep vibrations in her cunny, the little girl's orgasm went on and on, and she continued to launch geyser after geyser of milk straight up to splash against the top of the cylinder and shower down upon her body. Some of the spurts didn't quite hit the top, and those fell with full force right into her face. Either she'd given up on the slow release technique, realizing she was already covered from head to toe in her milk enema, or the contractions rippling through her body made it impossible to control the release.
After a minute, the assistant repositioned the vibrator up and against her asshole, buzzing that sensitive anus as it squirted out the milk. The buzzing caused more contractions of the anal sphincter as she tried to release, causing it to come out in funny little squirts.
This continued for another minute, until the assistant moved the vibrator wand back down to press it firmly against the minx's clit, at which point she once again pressed the button, causing the high-powered bullet to send a one-second burst of vibrators straight to child's most sensitive bundle of nerves. Every two seconds she continued to press the button, causing a one second intense, one second deep, alternating pattern of vibrations that appeared to drive the little girl wild, until one again she burst into a second huge orgasm, once more blowing milk out of her ass and showering herself until her asshole finally seemed to pulse dry, the majority of the enema expelled.
This time, she'd done a much better job, and had likely expelled the full two quarts, and most of the remaining quart from her first enema. As the six minutes ended, the assistant stopped the vibrator, and switched to the enema wand, repeating the same things she'd done twice before - the cold lube tightening the now relaxed asshole as it squirted and dripped inside, and then the nozzle popped in, and the third enema begun.
At this point, the attention then shifted back to Hannah and myself. Jennifer made her way to the middle of the contraption we were strapped to, between my legs, and took hold of the nozzle.
"I'm going to remove the nozzle in a minute, but we need you to try really, really hard to hold the enema for another minute with it removed" she explained. I could feel the outside balloon slowly deflating. "As soon as your next cramp is over, let me know, and I'll deflate the inner balloon." she said.
I could feel the next cramp tightening inside of me and let out a little groan. Then, I felt it start to fade away again, and told Jennifer I was ready. I could hear the air hissing as it left the nozzle. It felt so good to finally have that huge plug, which had been pressing so tight against the walls of my rectum for 30 minutes now at least, slowly fade away. Then, when it was gone, I felt Jennifer twisting and pulling on the plug. It felt like some of the milk was leaking out, and I tried my best to squeeze down and hold it, as the nozzle finally slid out, to be replaced by two of Jennifer's fingers pressing firmly against my asshole.
"Squeeze hard honey!" she said. I could still feel some milk leaking out, but did my best. After a few more seconds, I had it mostly under control, and she could lift her fingers away.
As soon as she'd removed her fingers and backed away, she and the assistant sprang into action. They moved down to the end where Hannah was strapped to her seat, and started to pick up the entire pad. I noticed that there was a hinge in the section between where I was and the identical section where Hannah was. They pivoted the pad until Hannah was pointing straight up and down, her head down by my feet, and her feet high up in the air. The hinge appeared to only allow the section to be raised to the 90 degree angle, and then clicked and locked into place.
Next, the assistants reached down and pulled out two pins about a foot and a half up the supports holding Hannah vertical. With those pins removed, the contraption now hinged higher up, and continued to fold over toward me, as the girls carefully lowered the pad.
At first, it looked like they were going to lay Hannah right on top of me, squishing me. But as they lowered her down, I began to see why there were two pivot points. The distance between the two hinges was just the same as the thickness of our two bodies, plus the distance from the floor up to my pad. Carefully they lowered Hannah down until her body just brushed against mine. In that position, her butt cheeks pressed against the pads on each side of my head, and her butthole was directly in front of my face, maybe an inch or two away.
I could no longer see down between my own legs, but I imagined that, the way the contraption had pivoted, Hannah's face was now directly between my legs as well, only she was upside down, suspended by all of the thick straps holding her to the pad.
Deep inside, I felt a rumble, and the tightening wave of yet another cramp began. It grew stronger and stronger inside of me. Suddenly, I realized that, without the plug, I didn't think I could hold it.
"Help! No! Someone! I can't hold it! I can't hold it!!!" I screamed, yelling straight into Hannah's ass. Then I felt the first leak begin, a small squirt at first as I tried my hardest to clamp down against the mounting pressure inside. But it was no use. My sphincter gave out, and I felt the huge jet of milk start gushing out uncontrollably It felt so wonderful. I was so desperate to get that milk out of me! I could feel it spraying back against my legs and butt, and knew it must be hitting Hannah straight in the face, but there was nothing I could do about it. In fact, as I felt the pressure dying off, I even started pushing, to keep the flow going on and on and on.
I wasn't even paying attention when it hit me. Smack in the face. Hot and wet and smelly. Hannah was expelling her enema too, straight into my face. My mouth was slightly open, and some went inside before I could shut it. It tasted like pee. I didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it. Knowing it had been up Hannah's ass helped me make up my mind. I spit. Even then, I couldn't get the entire taste out of my mouth. It had come in one hard but short blast, then nothing.
I finally let up on expelling my own milk, to try and give Hannah a chance to catch her breath. I wondered if she'd gotten any of my enema in her mouth. I'd tried to warn her, but then the stream shot out so hard, and went on for so long. I started to feel really sorry for her, after what I'd just blasted straight into her face from less than two inches away! She must have just gotten plastered in milk and everything else from deep in my colon. She'd only had 8 oz of piss, but I had close to a gallon of milk.
Cautiously, I peeked through my eyelids at her anus. It was now wet from the pee she had expelled. Otherwise it appeared to be at rest. I cautiously opened my eyes further.
"That was amazing girls!" announced the leader. "Truly amazing. What a show! If only these girls could see how many daddies just came in their pants!" she continued.
I couldn't believe people would like what we'd just done, let alone cum in their pants. I didn't know what to think.
"Girls, why don't you help clean each other's butt holes, and help each other relax so you can continue expelling." continued the leader. "Go ahead and give each other a lick!" she said.
A lick? Did she really expect me to... and then I felt it. Hannah's tongue was on my asshole. My disgusting, milky asshole. She had wasted no time and was already lapping away at it like a thirsty little kitten.
Cautiously, I let my tongue slither out. I could taste more pee on my lips. I had to lean forward just a bit to make contact. Hannah's asshole felt warm on my tongue. Once more I could taste the taste of her pee. It really wasn't much different than the taste of my own. I shivered, either at the thought of what I was doing, or because of the wonderful tingles that Hannah's own licking was causing in my cunny. I began licking her harder and faster, hoping she too would enjoy the feeling, a small gesture of apology for what I'd done to her, and what I knew I'd do again soon if the rumbly in my tummy was any indication.
As my licking continued, I thought I heard little moans coming from down between my legs. I felt Hannah's tongue leave my asshole. I waited for it to make contact again.
"Jessie?" I heard Hannah whisper.
"Hannah?" I whispered back. I wasn't sure if we were supposed to be talking or not. Nobody has said not to.
"Jessie, I have to go pee. Really bad. I'm sorry!" said Hannah, all in one breath.
I quickly shut my mouth and eyes. I didn't know if she meant she was going to expel more pee from her butt, or just pee normally. I waited. The seconds ticked by, one by one... nothing was happening. Still, nothing. Then I heard her again. "Jessie?!?" she whispered, sounding desperate. I realized she was asking for permission.
"It's ok. Go ahead" I whispered back, still keeping my eyes closed tightly. I waited for something warm to hit me in the face. Instead, I felt Hannah's tongue poking at my sensitive little asshole. It caught me totally off guard. If it wasn't for the straps, I would have jumped! It made shivers run all over my body, from my asshole to my cunny, up my spine. Down the length of my arms. She would lick, then poke, lick, then poke. I let out a little moan of my own.
As the licking continued, I felt something warm running down my neck. It came in little trickles. I realized Hannah was finally peeing. It felt like normal peeing, not her enema. None of it seemed to be getting in my face. Cautiously, I opened my eyes to peak out.
Looking down, her cunny lips were parted slightly, and I could see some of the pink inside of her. I could see her peehole, and a stream of clear pee running out. It looked perfectly clear. It came out a couple of inches and then fell, splashing against my neck, and running down onto my chest. It felt really warm. Almost nice. Actually, it was nice, if I was honest. The whole time it was trickling out, Hannah kept licking and poking at my bottom. I decided to try licking her some more.
As I pressed my tongue back against her asshole, the trickle of pee briefly came to a stop, then started again as Hannah relaxed. I found that by licking and and poking, I could make the steam of pee come out in little burst. The tiny trickle went on for at least a minute.
When Hannah had finally stopped peeing, I heard Jennifer whispering softly behind my head, so that only I could hear her. "You can go pee now too if you need to honey" she said. I did have to go again now that she mentioned it. I'd been so preoccupied with the milk up my butt that I hadn't really taken notice, but now that she mentioned it, I had to go pretty bad. My own pee has quickly passed through my body a second time, ending up back in my bladder where it had started.
"Hannah?" I whispered, giving her the same warning she'd gave me.
"Yes Jessie?" she responded.
"I have to pee now too" I whispered.
"Ok, I'm ready." she whispered back. I felt the licking continue. She wasn't even going to close her mouth!
I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to relax, concentrating on peeing. I could feel the hot pee making it's way from my bladder, down through my urethra where it stung slightly from the catheter that had been inserted earlier. Then, it burst forth from my peehole. It felt so good, letting it go. I wondered what it was doing to Hannah. Suspended upside down with her mouth equal to my asshole, the pee would must have been spraying up into her face and neck, and then running back down all over her face and through her hair.
As I continued to pee, Hannah abandoned my asshole, and I could feel her entire face pushing against me as she wiggled and licked. As she continued to move around, I felt the tip of her tongue against my cunny, and realized she was trying to lick and taste my pee!
I peed and peed for as long as I could. I really had to go! Feeling the flow coming to an end, I pushed a bit harder. It was a mistake. As I bore down to pee, I felt my asshole give way, and another jet of milk come spraying out at Hannah's face and open mouth. Desperately I clamped down, stopping the milk from escaping. I could hear Hannah coughing. Each time she coughed, her asshole would wink and contract.
"I'm sorry Hannah. It was an accident!" I whispered. I waited for her to respond.
"It's ok, you just caught me off guard." she finally said, after getting the coughing under control. "I'm ready now if you want to let some more out, but only let it out in smaller bursts, so I can catch my breath, ok?" she said.
"Ok. I'm sorry." I whispered back.
The next thing I felt was Hannah's whole mouth pressing against my butthole, and her tongue right against my hole, wiggling around.
"Hannah, I have to go, what are you..." I started to say, but I felt her tongue pressing hard and firm into my butthole, prying it open, letting the milk start to spray out again. Unable to hold it, I relaxed and let some out. The whole time, Hannah held her mouth against my asshole, taking all of the milk. I felt her tongue slide back out, and the flow stopped.
Next, I felt her mouth leave my anus as she leaned back. "What are you doing Hannah?!?" I asked. In response, I suddenly felt warm milk splashing against my ass and pussy. The stream continued. I realized that she'd just filled her mouth and cheeks with milk, and was now squirting it back out all over my butt. I could feel the stream aimed more at my cunny. It felt warm and wonderful as it sprayed against my swollen clit, and I let out a little moan.
"Have any more for me?" she whispered, giggling. I felt her lips pressing against my anus once again.
"You're nasty!" I whispered back, as I felt her tongue once again forcing it's way into me, and the milk squirting out.
Three more times she repeated her game, tapping my ass, filling her cheeks with milk, and then squirting it out in a little jet aimed straight at my clit. It was working too, and I could feel an orgasm building, getting closer and closer each time.
Just when it felt like I only needed one more little squirt, she seemed to stop.
"Hannah?" I begged.
"Your turn" she whispered back.
"What?" I asked.
"You called me nasty." she responded. "So if you want your cummy, you're going to suck my butt too. I want to feel it squirt in my pussy. I'm ready. Just put your mouth against my butthole and keep it open."
"EWWW! No Way!" I yelled. I couldn't believe what she wanted! These people were all messed up. First I'd drank my own pee. Now Hannah, a girl only a couple years older than me, was telling me to drink her pee? And out of her butt?!?
"Ok, whatever. You're loss, not mine." she responded. "I'm going to squirt out the rest of my pee now then, if you don't want to play."
My clit was absolutely throbbing. I was so fucking close! God, why was she being such a bitch. "Wait!" I yelled. I couldn't really do this, could I? I didn't have to swallow it. I'd already had some in my mouth earlier anyway she she caught me by surprise. But that was an accident, and this was on purpose! I couldn't believe I was going to do it. "I'll do it." I said.
Reluctantly I craned my neck until my mouth was fully against Hannah's asshole. Ass kissing for orgasms. I wasn't really sure what to do, so I just pressed my lips as tightly against it as I could while strapped down. Then, I stuck my tongue out, pressing it against Hannah's anus. I could feel it twitch as I made contact. It was like a spark, causing shivers to run through both of us.
Next, I felt her asshole moving on my tongue, as if trying to suck it up into her butt. She was relaxing. A warm gush of pee filled my mouth. It tasted stronger than my own - more bitter maybe - but not too bad. I could feel the squirts and jets hitting my tongue and the roof of my mouth, as I took more and more pee in, causing my cheeks to bulge out like a chipmunk. I hoped they'd done a good job cleaning earlier, and I wouldn't get any unwanted surprises in my mouth.
Just when I thought I couldn't hold any more, Hannah's hole finally sputtered out and came to a stop. I closed my lips and pulled back. I puckered up and practiced squirting. Aiming was more difficult than you'd think. I gave her entire bottom and most of my own face a good cleansing before I finally got the jet hitting her pussy. By that time, I barely had anything left, but I squirted what I could, aiming for her clit.
Finally out of juice, I once more leaned in, pressing my mouth against her anus, ready for more.
"I'm all done Jessie" said Hannah. "I don't have anything more. But if you'll lick my hole for me, I'll try and give you that cummy now."
I started licking away, as I felt Hannah's mouth back on my ass, her tongue worming it's way inside, and the milk squirting out into her mouth once more. My clit throbbed with the beat of my heart. Her mouth full once more, I felt Hannah pull back, and braced for the warm jet. Her aim was true. As it splashed against my pussy and clit, another orgasm - I'd lost count of how many I'd had - washed over my entire body. I could feel my entire cunny pulsing, my asshole throbbing, and squirt after squirt of milk coming out. Losing control, I bore down and sprayed as hard as I could. It felt so good, orgasming, and blowing the milk out of my ass all at the same time.
I pushed and grunted and pushed some more, until nothing more was coming out, and my orgasm was fading away, and then just lay there, totally spent. After a minute, Jennifer came over next to us.
"All done honey?" she asked? I tried pushing again, but nothing more came out.
"I think so." I said.
"Ok, we can get you two back in your seats so you can watch the rest of the show now. But Jessie, while we're here, would you like to try licking Hannah's pussy? She hasn't had an orgasm yet tonight."
Would I? No. Not really. But poor Hannah! After all I'd just done to her, and the wonderful gasm she'd given me, I felt it would only be fair to try and do something nice for her too. "Ok, I'll try" I said.
Jennifer and the other assistant then made some adjustments to the contraption, and before I knew it, Hannah's pussy was repositioned to be right in front of my mouth. Next, they adjusted the pillow behind my head, pushing it further forward, unless my mouth was pressed right against her pussy, and I couldn't pull it away. Opening and closing my lips caused them to rub against her slippery wet hole. I could smell and taste all kinds of new things. There was pee, but also something more. The smell of girl, like I smelled when I was really turned on myself. But with my face mashed right up against Hannah's cunny hole, the smell was much stronger than I'd ever smelled before.
I extended my tongue, rubbing it against the inside of her cunny. It was slippery and the taste was strong. I ran it up, and could feel the hard nub of her clit. Having never licked another cunny before, I really didn't know what to do. I tried to remember the things I liked when daddy was licking me.
Whatever I was doing seemed to be working. Hannah was moaning out loud now, and testing the straps holding her body as she tried to push herself harder against my mouth. I tried humming a bit, knowing how good that felt. She let out a little squeal.
"More! Oh God! MOREEEE!" she yelled. I licked and sucked and licked again, feeling for her hard clit. I could feel her cunny starting to tighten up, and her entire body start to shake, as she let out a huge moan, and started orgasming all over me. As her cunny throbbed and contracted, I could feel the slime all over my face, and squirting into my mouth. It tasted like nothing I'd had before. It wasn't like pee at all. It wasn't like daddy's cum either. I had no choice but to swallow it all as it flooded my mouth. Her orgasm just went on and on, every movement of my lips causing her to begin again. It must have lasted at least 3 minutes. I have no idea how many times she came. All I know is she eventually just went limp, totally spent, and just sighed and moaned. I could feel her body lying against mine, and the tremors still running through it. I could feel her pulse, as her heart slowed back down and she caught her breath. Lying there together with this girl, this nasty little girl who'd willingly done all kind of nasty things with me, just felt so right.
Jennifer and the other assistant then set about unfolding the contraption, bringing Hannah back upright. Plugs were lubricated and popped into our bottoms, just to be safe. One by one, the straps were undone. It felt good to flex my muscles and stretch. The assistants helped us both up and walked us back to our seats. Hannah was still covered in my ass milk. Her hair was wet and had a white film all over it.
The assistants wheeled the folding contraptions back off the stage, and the focus shifted back to Caroline, who was still inverted in her barrel. We'd forgotten all about her. The leader informed the audience that she was expelling her fifth enema of the evening. The level was now quite high in the container, covering most of her ears.
I turned to look at Hannah once more, and she turned back to me. What a dirty little girl, I thought. As we looked at each other, she slowly learned over toward me.
"Thank you." she whispered, and then gave me a kiss on the lips. It was the first time I'd ever kissed another girl. It was wonderful.
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