Chapter 3: Day Nurse
The day nurse was compact but carried a great deal of taught muscle on her frame; much like a gymnast. Her hair was black and pin-strait. Her demeanor had a grace to it and she moved almost playfully across the room.
"So...I wonder what you need to do more," began the day nurse. "Have someone massage your big, swollen clitty or poop out that enema?"
"Ooooogph...oooop...uhhhph!" The gag made it impossible for her to even beg to shit out the huge enema she was holding; not that the nurse would have listened. Instead, the nurse started to secure Sarah's body in a sitting position with her hands behind her back. This put even more pressure on her strained anus as the liquid sloshed in accordance with gravity.
"UGGGGHHHFFF!" Sarah's bowels seized again and she heaved against the plug.
The day nurse smirked subtly. "I talked with the other nurses attending to you, and we all agree that we should give you a proper send-off before group trials. Besides, I think my treatment might actually help your odds for tomorrow."
Talk of odds did not sit well in Sarah's thoughts. She was already quite convinced that she had lost the worst bet of all time and couldn't imagine a situation in which things could be worse. The nurse turned the vibrator for Sarah's catheter off.
Meanwhile, the day nurse started setting up a large tank complete with an elaborate tube system which the nurse connected to her anal plug. Additionally, she began to attach a cruel looking vice to her nipples which were exposed from her suit. Two small, metal bars were placed above and below each nipple and slowly tightened to painfully trap them. The screws prevented them from coming off no matter how vigorously Sarah squirmed. Lastly, the nurse plugged in small, red and black wires to the side of each clamp before dropping between Sarah's thighs.
Sarah could instantly feel the suction cup depressurize right before the day nurse unceremoniously popped it off of Sarah's swollen clit. She then began attaching a similar clamp to Sarah's chastity belt and tightening the bars on either side of Sarah's engorged clit. Sarah only prayed that she hadn't also attached more wires.
When the nurse was finished, she turned and said, "I bet you've been wondering how we've kept you clean all this time. That would be thanks to this- your recycling tank." The nuse pointed behind Sarah.
"Here's the deal: I'll let you empty as much of that enema out as you can into your recycling tank. However, if it gets too full, a switch will activate and you'll get some very unpleasant shocks. The shocks continue at random intervals until you request to retake the enema, in which case you get your clitoris stimulated while I pump it back in."
Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing, but resolved herself to figuring out some method of managing the predicament she was about to be forced into. How would she "request" to retake the accursed enema if she remained gagged? They had told her she would eventually be allowed to have a bowel movement and they never lied. She only hoped that this wasn't her only opportunity. It would mean that she would have to hold it to prevent being shocked- something she was utterly incapable of doing.
"I've cleared my schedule for the afternoon...which should give us plenty of time."
Sarah tried to steel herself as the nurse flipped a switch. Instantly, Sarah started to vigorously empty into the tank behind her. The feeling of release was incredible; better than anything she had felt in her entire nineteen-year-old life. She breathed heavily and broke into a sweat as she pushed wave after wave out of her. Eventually, she felt the urge leave her and she felt her body start to ease. Much to her surprise, the day nurse allowed her to recover for quite some time. Then Sarah heard a quiet click and the first shocks hit her nipples.
"BWUHHHH!"
The first one was more of a surprise than an overwhelming pain but as time passed she became fearful of when the next ones would come.
Click.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
The next burst was a little longer and hurt more than the first. It also caused Sarah's stomach to cramp and she started to expel again.
"Ah, ah," said the nurse as she flipped another switch. Sarah quickly discovered that she was once again unable to go to the bathroom. As the familiar desperation returned, it seemed compounded by the brief but blissful emptying that she had just been treated to. Her body fought madly to end the forced constipation and her legs shook violently as she bared down hard on the plug.
Click.
"WWWWAAAAAAAUUUUUHHHHH!"
Sarah's nipples stung with pin-pricks directly at the tip as the nurse shocked them. This, of course, dramatically increased her need to empty her bowels as her defenseless body rebelled at the horrific treatment. After several moments of bug-eyed gasping, Sarah's bowels gave a loud groan as the enema settled back into her upper intestines. She barely caught her breath when:
Click.
"NNNNNUUUHHHHH!"
The shock once again stirred Sarah's bowels into motion; though not a drop could escape. Throughout the cramping, the nurse continued to give Sarah small shocks to add to the discomfort. It took much longer the second time but eventually her rectum relaxed as her body once again resolved to hold its load.
Click.
"UHHHHH! FFFFFFFFUUKGH!"
And thus the vicious cycle became apparent. Sarah knew that it would only get worse until she agreed to retake it but her muzzle prevented her from crying out. By the time the cramping was starting to subside, Sarah was trying to find a way to beg.
"Enemmmah! Enemmmah! Enemmmmahh!
Click.
WAHHHHHH!"
The shocks ripped through the tender tips of her nipples again.
"Enemmah...enemmaaa!" Sarah cried.
"Well, if you're sure..." said the nurse as she turned to open the valve again.
Along with the instantaneous pressure increase on her anus, Sarah felt a powerful vibration directly on the tip of her clitoris. It had been 13 days since she had anything that intense on the swollen dome of her bud but the feeling was ruined by the resumption of the painfully large enema. As the minutes dragged, the feeling of being penetrated so deeply while being stimulated started to cause her clit to convulse under the vibrator. Soon, she realized that if they kept it up she would come. Hard.
"They did this to me all the time during my prep cycles," said the day nurse.
Sarah was only vaguely aware of what the day nurse was telling her as her breathing became wispy and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She could also feel the distention in her tummy slowly increase, then everything stopped.
"Not yet huh?" said the day nurse. "You took it all before you could orgasm. Maybe you haven't been in the prep cycles long enough this time."
"Okay, let's try again."
With that, the nurse again flipped the emptying switch and Sarah started to shit, uncontrollably, for the second time. The pure relief almost tipped her over the edge of orgasm until, savagely, the day nurse stopped letting her empty with yet another flip of the switch.
"URRRHHHHRRRGG!" Sarah screamed as she vainly pushed on the plug.
"Sucks, doesn't it?" the nurse chided.
Click.
"HHHHHHNNNNNNN!"
Sarah started to cry as her predicament deepened.
Click.
"NNNNNNNUH! NUH! URRRRRRRRRRG!"
Sarah felt like a puppet on the end of a string.
