A Proper Young Womans Guide To Anal Etiquette Ch 21

Anal Etiquette: Chapter 21

By: Lord Odie

The Obligatory Disclaimer

The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don't try anything that you're about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can't stop you, I can at least make sure you're doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

Sex Ed in America

Emily Wilder didn't think it was humanly possible to be so bored in a sex class... a SEX class! But here she was in 2nd Senior Year Sexual Education class, border than she could ever remember being. It's not like the subject matter couldn't have been interesting - because it should have been. It was just that all interesting aspects of sex were completely taken out of the class. It was basically a class on human reproduction. The only mention of anything involving actual sex was a single class two weeks ago where they covered all the horrible sexually transmitted diseases that could be contracted - most of which had been cured generations ago. But diseases were still a great scare tactic to push an "Abstinence is the Only Policy" approach to sexual education. Which was why the entire hour-long class had been one long visual presentation of horribly managed genitalia. Emily still shuddered when she thought about it. And why any schoolboard would push for an abstinence-based curriculum in today's society was beyond Emily's understanding. True, she hadn't had much sex with boys yet, but sex with her friends, sisters, and mother happened multiple times a day!

Mrs. O'Malley was doing her best to educate the gender-segregated class of 20 young women. She wasn't allowed to cover anything that the schoolboard had deemed offensive, improper, or anything that could be a violation of the US's strict indecency laws. As such, she wasn't allowed to cover any actual sex. Not to mention anal dilation! That topic was completely forbidden! Emily's friend, Stacey, had gotten detention in the class's first week for asking too many pointed questions about how anal dilation played into reproduction. It was obvious that the school district had no intention of actually providing its students with anything resembling usable information! Emily had even heard rumors that the state legislature was considering cutting all funding entirely for any kind of sexual education.

Emily could tell Mrs. O'Malley was trying to do her best with the very little leeway she was given in her syllabus. The attractive brunette teacher was in her mid-30's. She wore a pinstriped white blouse tucked into a modest black skirt that ended halfway down her thighs. Just the tops of her black stockings were visible beneath the hem of her skirt, and she wore 6" spiked heels. A black bra was clearly visible beneath her thin blouse. Mrs. O'Malley had just given birth to her first daughter last semester and still had some of the pregnancy fat on her. This gave her an almost over exaggerated curvy form. Not overweight by any measure of the word, just nice and tick. And it was obvious at how the buttons on her blouse strained at holding in her 36G tits, that her udders were noticeably swollen with milk for breastfeeding. Emily assumed Mrs. O'Malley's black bra was a model designed for breast feeding. Those models had horribly efficient clamps built into their cups to prevent any leaks.

The attractive teacher was obviously a little embarrassed as she narrated the video that had been playing for the last 45 minutes. Being a class primarily on human reproduction, at least the school board insisted on having teachers who had first-hand knowledge of the topic. "And now you can see the baby's head crowning the vaginal opening..." she commented as she made circles with her laser pointer. The woman in the video was Mrs. O'Malley herself. It was a home video of the delivery, edited for educational purposes.

Despite herself, Emily grimaced. She knew how babies were born. She'd know that since she was six. But seeing a baby exit a woman's pussy made her own young cunt hurt. She pressed her legs together defensively as the baby slid out into the doctor's waiting arms. This only caused the massive dildo lodged in her rectum to stir, which caused conflicting feelings.

"And out comes the baby," Mrs. O'Malley continued. "In a few minutes you'll see the placenta and the rest of the afterbirth," she commented clinically. On-screen Mrs. O'Malley filled the entire wall of the classroom. She was considerably less calm and collected than the real-life educator. She was screaming and crying in exactly the way you'd expect someone in the middle of a natural childbirth to behave. A nurse was dabbing sweat from her forehead and her wife held her hand reassuringly. The brunette educator was naked and seated on a genealogical chair of sorts. Her legs were bent at the knee at a comfortable 90-degrees and held back at a similar angle. Her legs were spread maybe 120-degrees apart. Both her arms and legs were bound to the chair with leather straps. Stiff looking clamps crushed the base of each nipple. Despite the clamps, drops of white milk peppered the tips of her nipples. If anything, her swollen tits looked even larger than they did currently. Which was saying something for a woman who was normally a 36E!

Despite herself, Emily couldn't help but focus on the pixelated-out red oval where her asshole should be. It was obvious that her well-trained anus had been emptied for the birth. However, the film had tried to edit this out to humorously ridiculous effect! The pixelated red outline of her sphincter around her impressively pixelated gape was obvious to anyone watching the video.

"And there's the placenta," Mrs. O'Malley commented as dryly as she could. Emily felt her stomach turn. This was the worst sex video she'd ever seen. She knew that this was a fetish of sorts, but she didn't know anyone twisted enough to watch this for fun!

"And just like the month prior to birth, where a vaginal spacer stretched out my vagina to prevent any tearing, another one will now be put in place to help my vagina return to a natural size," Mrs. O'Malley commented as a nurse lined up a vaginal spacer coated with local anesthesia and healing ointments. Emily couldn't help but notice that the vaginal spacer looked an awful lot like a dildo shaped like two fists together. "The tubes coming out of the base are connected to a pressure pump that will keep the healing salves and skin shrinking elements recirculating," Mrs. O'Malley commented as the nurse on-screen catheterized the now obviously relaxed brunette restrained to the chair. "You can see that the local anesthesia has already started working. At this point, I really couldn't feel much of my puss - er, my vagina," she corrected quickly to a smiling class. "Actually, the drugs they gave me at this point were pretty amazing!"

At this point, the video faded to black with the words, "End of Educational Video," displayed.

"Alright class, I hope you took good notes. There will be a test on this tomorrow," Mrs. O'Malley said as she crossed the room to turn the lights back up. No sooner did she reach the far wall when the black screen disappeared, and a restrained Mrs. O'Malley filled the wall once again. Only this time, her pixelated anus wasn't anymore. The busty brunette's gaping anus was wide open and clearly visible.

Two nurses were on either side of her body binding her swollen breasts at their bases with thick latex bands. They weren't even done yet and already her already bloated tits looked like basketballs on top of her chest. Another nurse came up behind her, pulled her head backwards, and gagged her with a 1.65" thick, 18" long oral dildo. As she attached its base to a breathing and feeding machine, the two other nurses removed the nipple clamps and attached clear suction tubes to her areolas. The suction tubes had stainless steel plungers built into their base. As soon as they were activated, the plungers began to rise and fall to create a powerful vacuum and suck the milk out of her reddening breasts.

The entire class sat in shocked silence. "Oh fuck!" cried the real-life Mrs. O'Malley as she rushed back to her desk where she had left the remote.

"You baby girl will have fresh, warm milk soon enough, Mrs. O'Malley," commented the nurse on the left. Each tube was already half full of milk and starting to drain down the attached tubes to a holding container. Without waiting a beat, each nurse wrapped a 3" wide band around the mid-section of Mrs. O'Malley's already swollen tit and pressed a button. A soft noise was heard as each band contracted like a blood pressure band and exponentially increased the pressure inside the educator's already compresses mammaries. This had the desired effect and milk shot out of her nipples and into the vacuum tubes.

Off screen, a doctor commented, "Go ahead and get Mrs. O'Malley re-plugged and back to her room."

"Yes doctor," came a reply. A second later, a 6.40" wide, 22" long light-grade torture dildo came into view as the entire length was fed into the restrained brunette. Although, it took some effort on the nurse's part to get the massive latex tool to slip past Mrs. O'Malley's sphincter.

Mrs. O'Malley was now back at her desk. She grabbed the remote too fast and it spun out of her hand, onto the floor, and broke open; its batteries flying across the floor. "Oh my God!" she cried out. "Can someone please grab the batteries?" she half screamed as she circled around her desk to retrieve the remoter. The entire class was so transfixed on the screen that no one moved.

Onscreen, the nurse was finishing up seating the sizable anal dildo. The doctor commented again off screen, "I see her maximum capacity is 6.80". Increase the diameter of the dildo 0.15" every 30 minutes for the next hour and a half until she reaches it."

"Yes doctor," replied the nurse as she attached the dildo to a machine. Seconds later, the 6.40" wide torture dildo was starting to force its way in and out of Mrs. O'Malley's already ruined sphincter while rotating slowly.

"Good job, Nurse Jessica," the doctor replied as he checked Mrs. O'Malley's vitals. "A night of near continuous orgasms should really assist with the healing process!"

"It always does, Doctor," the nurse replied as she peeled off an applicator pad of Masomaxicin and stuck it right above Mrs. O'Malley's pubic mound.

A nurse stepped up behind the now fully restrained Mrs. O'Malley and unlocked the wheels of the chair and began rolling it away. The camera cut to the hallway as she was being rolled out - still completely nude - dildo still working over her ass, and suction tubes still extracting milk.

Then the screen went black. "God damn it!" shuddered the real-life Mrs. O'Malley. "You were NOT supposed to see that part!" she said to her squirming and obviously turned-on students. "Tell you guys what: no mention of this leaves the room, and everyone gets an A tomorrow. Deal?"

Emily cleared her suddenly dry throat. "Deal, Mrs. O'Malley..."