An Interracial Slut Training Facility.
By Dylan Mitchell III
African American Doctors Rod Pierce and Dr. Hyram Tailsman have become the world's leading authorities on the sexual advancement of white women. Together, they run the White Women's BBC Clinic, a cutting edge facility, where, with the help of the dedicated nursing staff, and a group of capable young black men, they seek to unravel the mysteries of the white woman's desire for big, hot, throbbing pieces of long, black fuck meat.
***Three***
The four white women found themselves in a large examination room with various medical apparatus scattered around the room. The interns began trickling into the room. Dr. Pierce came in with the nurses in tow. He began issuing instructions. "Nurse Honeypot?"
"Yes, Doctor!"
"Let's get Cindy and Gizzelle started at the enema table," he said. "We'll need a four quart bag, uh. . .chilled, with 2 scoops cleansing detergent for each."
"Yes, Doctor, right away!" she scurried away, her tight ass twitching as she moved.
"Nurse Pinkwahls?" The tall, young, strawberry blond white nurse stepped forward eagerly.
"Yes, Doctor?"
"Mrs. Tendergash can go into the stirrups. I want a full medical douching administered uh... then we'll get her set up with a number 6C vibrating cup. We'll start her off at twenty minutes, medium speed."
"Yes sir, Doctor! Right away Sir!" she said, taking notes as he talked.
He looked at the last woman, and gave his head a gentle shake, "Mrs. Cundermouth, we need to get you on a strict diet, STAT! In addition, uh... you will begin a uh. . .invigorating uh. . .exercise program, tailored just for you. Where is Nurse Fiste?"
The tall amazon black woman spoke with a Jamaican dialect, from the back of the room, "Yesa, Doctor."
"Nurse Fiste, Let's get her on the treadmill, high speed, with a participle rectal implant uh. . .size 15 should do, then we'll move her on to the stationary bike, equipped with the CZY-9000 Fulfillment attachment."
"Yesa, Doctor," the big Jamaican nurse languidly said.
The women were afforded no privacy for their proceedings. Gizzelle and Cindy found themselves bent over a railing, their legs secured widely to one side and their hands strapped to the other. A chin rest under each, kept their pretty faces looking up, right in to a large mirrored wall. They could see Nurse Honeypot work behind them, as well as the prying eyes of the doctors and interns.
The apparatus was rolled into place behind them. Two bountiful red rubber bags hung, bulging, heavy with sudsy water. Nurse Honeypot lubed up a horrid enema tip. The plastic ball shaped tip, with holes for the water to escape, tapered down to a slimmer section, about four inches long, then widened again to a large butt plug shaped end, designed to hold the tip in place.
Little Cindy Holesgood gritted her teeth as Nurse Honeypot pushed with slow steady force. "OOOOOOOHHH," the woman squealed, her eyes wide, as the greased donut plug rudely stretched her tiny bottom hole. Next it was Gizzelle's turn. Soon both immobile woman had their anus' filled.
Dr. Rod Pierce lectured the interns. "Now the immutable laws of gravity shall propel the uh. . .uh. . .cleansing agent uh. . .into the ladies uh. . .uh. . . .rectums! This will, uhm, make them. . .uh. . .more agreeable to, uhm. . .further, uh. . . expansion, uh---at a later time!"
Gizzelle watched the nurse release the clamp on the rubber enema tube. The cold, sudsy water whooshed up her ass! Her eyes bugged and her butt twitched as the alarming water quickly flooded her bowels.
"OOOHHHH" she groaned. She heard the snickers from the audience of young men. Her tummy began to droop from the weight of the water. Nurse Honeypot felt the bag.
"How long would you like them to hold their water, Dr. Pierce?" the nurse asked.
"Hmmmm," he put his hand to his chin in thought, "Ten minutes should do nicely," he said, then reconsidered, "oh, what the heck! Make it twenty!" he said, confidently noting his chart. The big bags emptied. The first cramps from the sudsy water gripped the women. Cindy's eyes widened and she squirmed her little butt from side to side.
"All right, ladies. Try to relax for me, and I'll check back on you all in a few minutes!" Nurse Honeypot said with her characteristic wide smile. She left the red faced women with the cleansing water churning inside their bellys.
Things weren't much better for poor Jenny Tendergash. She lay back with her legs well spread in the exam stirrups while the young blond Nurse Pinkwahls douched her pussy thoroughly. A red ball gag filled her mouth. A large group of young men gathered around the two pretty blonds, and watched the humiliating procedure, with no concern for Jenny's privacy. Some of them took notes.
After the douche, the tall blond nurse dried her pussy with a blow dryer, then moved the plastic cup contraption between the woman's spread legs, and firmly against Jenny's delicate blond pussy cat. She entered several values into the digital display and flipped a switch. BUUZZZZZ. The vibrating cup hummed while Jenny's eyes bugged wide, and frantic, muffled protests came from her mouth. A few students held up their cell phones, and were photographing the woman.
Carol Cundermouth was huffing and puffing madly as she exercised on the treadmill. Her chubby belly and dumpy ass jiggled wildly, as the interns gathered around. A wire probe disappeared up her asshole.
"Faster now, Mrs Cundermouth," the large Jamaican Nurse Fiste said, as she pressed touched a button on the box she held in her hand. ZZZZZZZZ.
"OOOOHH," the alarmed white women squealed as the probe sent a rude, disquieting electrical shock zapping up her butt hole. She struggled to move faster, panting.
"C'mon Mrs. Cundermouth, you can do better than that!" WACK. The bamboo cane popped the woman's bouncing butt and Carol looked behind her, her mouth open in surprised pain. Nurse Honeypot stood behind the woman with the long cane in her hand, and a big smile on her face.