Misty slept peacefully throughout the day, not waking until she felt the chains being removed from her body.
She opened her eyes to see Emilia once again standing over her as the last bit of bondage was removed.
"Good afternoon." Emilia said cheerily as she noticed Misty open her eyes.
"God the feels good." Misty said as she slowly stretched.
"I'm glad. I wasn't sure if you would be coming back to us or not." Emilia said.
"I know." Misty said. "I'm not sure how it happened, but somehow my mind left my body last night. I couldn't feel anything, but I was watching and could see everything that was happening. It was a very... interesting experience."
"Well, whatever it was, I'm glad that you are back and feeling well. I brought you a carafe of coffee, and a big bottle of water to get your evening started right." Emilia said, as she removed the cap from the water and handed Misty the bottle.
"Thank you." Misty said before taking half a dozen large swallows.
"I need you to drink more than you think you need. All day, every day." Emilia said. "Americans always come here, they don't drink any more than they do at home, but at home they don't have our heat and humidity, so then they get dehydrated and sick. We don't want that happening to you, so drink lots."
"OK, thank you." Misty replied before taking another large swig. She handed the bottle back to Emilia.
"Coffee?" Emilia asked.
"Please." Misty said.
"How do you want it served? In a cup for drinking or would you like it up your ass?" Emilia asked, laughing.
"What?" Misty asked.
"Sorry, just a bad little joke. See, some people take coffee enemas, you get all the jolt from the caffeine, but you get it a lot quicker as the intestines absorb it much better than the stomach." Emilia explained.
"In a cup please." Misty said, favoring her nurse with a big smile.
Emilia poured a large cup of strong Mexican coffee from the insulated carafe and handed it to Misty.
"Cream and sugar?" Misty asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry, no." Emilia replied. "Dona Valentina said that you used to drink it that way, but that you drink it black now."
Misty didn't care. The hot cup felt wonderful in her hands, and the strong aroma was already helping to clear the cobwebs from her mind. She tried her first sip, found it too hot, and decided to wait just a bit longer.
"I can't believe how turned on I was when you woke me up. I had the most amazing erotic dreams all night long." Misty said, having assumed that any professional boundaries that might have existed between them had faded to nothingness the night before when Emilia poked her finger into Misty's ass.
"I know, I saw." Emilia replied while gesturing towards the bed.
Misty turned back to the middle of the bed where Emilia had pointed and noticed for the first time a huge wet spot right in its center. Seeing it her face flushed with embarrassment and she went quiet.
A comfortable silence settled in between them. As Misty enjoyed her morning coffee, Emilia put on sterile gloves and then motioning for Misty to open her legs washed the girl's pussy with a liquid antiseptic. The staples hurt, but not nearly as badly as Misty would have assumed that they should. The catheter however was quite uncomfortable and extremely strange feeling.
Following the liquid antiseptic Emilia blotted Misty's pussy dry with some sterile gauze, and then applied antibiotic cream to each tiny wound made by a staple.
"The staples can stay in for quite awhile if Dona Valentina wants to keep you closed up tight, and even after we remove them you can be stapled shut again right away, we'd just have to pierce them next to the existing holes instead of back through them. The tiny holes will heal very quickly, we just have to make sure that you don't get an infection." Emilia explained.
Misty largely tuned Emilia out as she lost herself in the aroma of her coffee.
When Misty's pussy had been nursed to her satisfaction, Emilia moved to her knees. Just as with Misty's cunt, she first cleaned them, and then applied the antibiotic cream. When she was finished she massaged them as gently as she could for a brief time.
The second Emilia touched her knees, Misty's thoughts were pulled right back to the present. They still ached like hell, a deep pain starting far inside and radiating outward. She could feel it pulse in time with her heart. She appreciated what Emilia was trying to do to help, but she knew that the second she was on the floor pain would become the overriding focus of her body.
Emilia saw that Misty had finished her first cup of coffee, and reached to take it from her. "OK. She said brightly. "Roll over on to your left side and pull your right knee up to your chest, just like I showed you last night, time for a nice enema."
"Do I have too?" Misty said with a grin.
"Of course!" Emilia answered, sounding excited.
"I know, I was just teasing you. A little comeback for your offer of hot coffee up the ass!" Misty joked. She decided that she and Emilia could become friends.
"Would you like some more water or coffee while I fill your bottom?" Emilia asked.
"Coffee, please." Misty replied.
Emilia refilled Misty's cup and moved to the far side of the bed to hand it to her.
"Thank you Emilia." Misty said, taking it. "For everything."
"It's nothing Misty." Emilia said as she hung the bag and lubricated a gloved finger.
Misty was extremely relaxed. She felt Emilia's finger penetrate her bottom, but didn't pay any attention to it at all. A tiny bit of residual pain remained, but it was extremely minor.
Misty savored a sip of the strong coffee, and as she did so she felt Emilia's finger moving inside of her, lubricating her ass.
"Spending a quiet moment, sipping coffee, while someone's finger is up my ass. How far I've come in 24 short hours." Misty thought to herself, loudly laughing, as the humor of the situation grew even larger in her mind.
"What's so funny Misty?" Emilia asked.
"Oh, I was just thinking about my situation. A couple of days ago I was a quiet and shy librarian, not to mention a virgin. Now here I am, a couple days later a dominant lesbian's bruised up whore with a tube in my cunt to carry away my piss, and another going up my ass to fill me with water." Misty said.
"And?" Emilia asked, sensing that there was more to hear.
"And I love it!" Misty answered.
She felt Emilia's finger slip from her bottom, and the nozzle replace it. Seconds later she felt the cold water begin to enter. Misty's body cramped, just as it had the night before, but this morning she was expecting it, she knew that she would feel bliss as it was expelled. She was so relaxed that she was able to accept the sensation, without recognizing it as pain that had to be escaped or endured.
She lay in her bed, savoring her coffee, as her body filled with water.
"While I'm here and thinking about it, I want to thank you for last night. I don't know if I would have ever have found the force of will needed to slide off the toilet and on to my knees on my own, so I want you to know how much I appreciate the fact that you pulled me down and put me exactly where I needed to be." Misty said.
"You are welcome Misty, but its not going to get any better I'm afraid. You'll just have to try to figure out how to not feel it or feel it but not let it effect you. I don't have any advice for that, but I think that maybe it's the only way you will survive." Emilia said.
"Thank you Emilia. I hope that we can be friends." Misty said.
Misty had never been forward in seeking friendship and was surprised at how easy her banter was with Emilia, but for whatever she found it to be very easy to be open with Emilia. Perhaps she thought it was because the woman had seen her at her worst, or perhaps it is hard to care about remaining guarded about yourself when the other person tucks you in to bed in the morning and gets you up at night by sticking her finger up your bottom.
"Thank you, Misty." Emilia said.
Misty savored the last sip of her coffee, and seeing it Emilia took the empty cup. She then busied herself changing Misty's catheter bag, and strapped the new empty bag high on Misty's thigh.
"That's it, all full up." Emilia eventually said, slipping the tube from Misty's bottom. As with the night before, Misty quickly licked the offered finger and nozzle clean. Misty had handled the sensations caused by the enema much better this morning than she had last night, but the cramping had grown continually worse as she filled further, and she now felt at the bursting point.
"When you get down, I want you to be very carful with your catheter tube. If it disconnects from the bag we are going to have a mess, so keep an eye on what you are doing, but hop down and crawl to your toilet for some relief." Emilia directed.
Pain exploded against Misty's consciousness the moment her knees contacted the rock floor. She let out a whimper of pain. Last night, she knew, she started the night with perfect knees. By the end of the night, her knees hurt so badly that she quite literally lost herself. As this night was starting her knees were already as bad as it took half the night for them to reach last night. She could not fathom what degrees of pain might be in store for her as this night dragged on.
Misty tried to move gingerly across the floor to spare her knees, but her unbelievably urgent need for release prevented that from happening. She was soon at her toilet, on it, and releasing the water.
As with the night before, Emilia flushed for her and told her to slide off the toilet and on to her knees to wait for the next urge to release, but today when Emilia reached to help her Misty waved her off and went down to the floor of her own accord.
Misty was just scooting back up onto the toilet for her second release when the door to her room opened and as she expelled water she watched a man wheel a room service cart into her room.
"Excellent timing, she's just expelling her enema now." Emilia said to the man while gesturing to Misty.
