For the next three days life went on. We swam, talked; I cooked and cleaned, not to mention bringing my wife to orgasm with my mouth several times a day whenever she wanted. Sunday morning dawned clear and bright. After breakfast we showered together and I soaped and washed her beautiful body, then dried her off. We retired to the bedroom where she handed me her body lotion which I applied with care. After a few minutes she asked me to hand her the vibrator that she kept in the bedside table.
She then had me lie on my back and she took a seat on my chest with her pussy about 6 inches from my face. The vibe was turned on and she immediately started tracing her pussy lips with it. Soon it was buzzing her clit only to be moved down between her nether lips which were starting to glisten with her secretions. In no time at all it was disappearing deep into her hot hole. When it was pulled back out I could see streaks of her creamy juices coating it. She then moved it to my lips and I eagerly licked it clean before it was returned to her pussy.
This went on for quite some time with me licking the off-white cream from the fake cock only to watch it re-enter her hole. I soon notice the telltale signs of her impending orgasm and sure enough she stiffened and rammed the vibe deep into her hot, wet, pussy. I could see her vaginal muscles contracting around the shaft as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. When her breathing got more regular she extracted the vibe from her gooey hole and plopped it into my mouth to be cleaned. After it was spotless she put it away, got off of me and told me that having me watch her pleasure herself let alone licking her vibe clean had really been hot. I had to agree.
She stepped into the bathroom and I could hear her relieving herself. She soon returned with a box in her hand and climbed up onto my mouth. I immediately began licking at the droplets of urine that were still on her pussy. As I opened my mouth wider and ran my tongue deep into her pussy I was rewarded with a mouthful of urine that she had saved just for me. I quickly swallowed and sucked her clit into my mouth which, in combination with peeing in my mouth, sent her into another spasm of orgasmic pleasure.
After she recovered, I went to the bathroom and washed my face, removing the urine and pussy cream then returned to the bedroom. The box was lying on the bed and following her instructions I opened it then took out the contents. A large enema bag, hose, and nozzle fell out. When I looked up, she reminded me that it was Sunday and I would have my first prostate milking tonight. I was to give myself several enemas to make sure the inside of my ass was squeaky clean, and then report to the playroom promptly at 9:00 PM. I was to put on the wrist and ankle cuffs then lie face down on the bondage horse and wait. I told her I understood and with that she said she was going shopping and would see me later.
The rest of the afternoon went about normal. I watched a little television and got up and fixed my wife a drink when she returned from shopping in the early evening. After drinking it, she told me to meet her in the playroom.
When I entered, she pitched me the wrist and ankle cuffs which I quickly attached. I then moved over and lay back on the bondage frame where I was secured tightly. After removing my chastity device, she filled her hand with lube then began stroking my hard cock bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. Just before I went over the edge, her hand was removed leaving me thrusting into open air trying desperately to orgasm. I was left to regain my composure for a few minutes then the teasing started again. This continued over and over until the torment was finally done for the day. I could only wonder how much longer I had to wait for relief.
Later that evening I got supper together and we had a very nice evening meal. Afterwards I started cleaning the kitchen and she told me she was going to be on her computer for a while. By the time I finished cleaning the kitchen and getting some things together for tomorrow's meal it was a little after 8:00. I decided that I had put it off as long as possible. I retired to the spare bathroom with the enema bag.
Turning on the water, I let it get warm then added a little Prell shampoo to the bag and filled it with the warm water. I climbed over into the tub and lay down on my back then inserted the nozzle into my ass, opened up the valve, and let the quart of warm soapy water fill me up. When it was empty, I removed the nozzle, but had to really fight the urge to empty my bowels and held off for about five minutes. I then climbed onto the toilet and let go. After I was empty, I wiped off and refilled the bag again with warm soapy water. Back in the tub to go through the process again. The most interesting thing was that my cock was constantly straining at its prison trying to get hard. I really didn't expect to be turned on by giving myself an enema. I filled the bag several more times without soap until the only thing I was expelling from my ass was clear water. I quickly cleaned the bag and hid it in the back of the linen closet. I then took a shower to be sure I was squeaky clean and headed upstairs.
I walked through the door of the playroom at 8:59. Pretty good timing if I do say so myself. I walked over to the chest of drawers and took out my wrist and ankle cuffs and began attaching them. I noticed that my wife had laid out a saucer, latex gloves, and lube. I then moved over to the bondage horse and positioned myself over it. I heard my wife enter the room and she quickly secured my wrists then my ankles. The angle made my ass stick out lewdly or at least it felt like it did. I felt her fumbling with my chastity device and felt it slide off my cock which immediately sprang to life. I felt her grip it and give it a few strokes causing me to moan in pleasure. She then walked over and put on the latex gloves then picked up the saucer and lube and returned to my ass.