Britney undergoes psychological torture treatment pt. 1

Nurse Trundle was a very sadistic nurse. She was hated by the regular patients because of her insensitive nature and lack of bedside manner. The staff kept her at an arms distance and rarely sought her help for anything. Her rude behavior and snotty attitude wasn’t worth the trouble for most of her coworkers and they just steered clear of her. The only reason she was still there was because she could get the job done, no matter how difficult.
When she left the secret meeting with Paris, her heart was racing and she could hardly breathe. It was as if she’d been placed in this treatment center at this specific time for one purpose and one purpose only: to torture Britney, the pop star Diva Princess.
It was no surprise to anyone when Nurse “Ratchet”, as her coworkers called her, was the first to volunteer to begin Britney’s treatment. And to no one’s surprise, the head nurse gave her the go ahead.
Nurse Trundle promptly prepared an examination room with necessary tools to torture and humiliate Britney with. Once she was satisfied everything was in order, she briskly walked to Britney’s room and ordered her to stand and strip.
Britney was shocked that the nurse had just walked in without knocking, but she was even more startled at the nurses’ authoritative tone. Instinctively Britney sat up and clutched her gown closed and she thought briefly about protesting the nurse’s rude entrance, but seeing the woman’s demeanor and seriousness she thought better of it..
Britney’s lack of compliance angered the nurse and she walked up and slapped Britney across the face. She demanded again, “Stand up and drop the gown, cunt!”
Shocked and hurting, Britney scrambled out of bed and out of her gown. She stood naked facing the nurse, trembling in fear.
“Put on this wig, turn around and bend over,” the nurse instructed.
Britney’s heart began to race and she felt flushed as she stood there in heels and pulled on the blonde wig. She slowly turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles.
The nurse slowly and deliberately leaned forward to peer in and get a close up view of a pop star Diva’s pussy and ass.
Britney shuddered and tried to remain calm as the nurse kept staring at her privates and making “hmmm,” sounds. She felt so helpless and vulnerable as she stood there bent over at the waist and exposed to this really mean-sounding nurse.
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Britney's psychological tortuous treatment pt. 3

In accordance with standard operating practices, the nurse instinctively began to explain to Britney exactly what she was about to do and why. As she strapped Britney’s wrists and ankles to the bed, she explained that the head of the medical staff felt her youngest son was malnourished and that he needed breast milk in order to gain more weight and build his immune system.
Britney’s mind fogged as the woman worked as she spoke.

Britney's psychological tortuous treatment pt. 5

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Britney's psychological tortuous treatment pt. 6

Nurse Trundle wasn’t stupid. She’d seen dozens of women cum from having their breasts pumped. She knew the signs better than Britney did, but she also knew how to stop them. Before she turned on the pump to begin the extraction process, she attached a metal clamp to each of Britney’s swollen labia. She carefully tightened the clamps so they wouldn’t accidentally fall off during the procedure.
Britney squirmed and winced as the woman’s warm hands pulled and manipulated her pussy lips and she was embarrassed because she was sure the nurse could see her arousal. Britney bit her lower lip and tried not to show her arousal but her body was out of control. The gentle tension on her nipples was electrifying and now the nurse’s touch was pushing her closer and closer to an unwanted orgasm.
Nurse Trundle knew she had to hurry. She could tell by Britney’s twitching and squirming and the strain on her face that she was fast approaching an orgasm. “Don’t you dare cum, you slut,” the nurse said in an attempt to humiliate the young pop star and shame her into control.
But Britney was having no part of it. In fact, it seemed to have the opposite effect on her. Hearing the nurse call her a “slut” made her ooze and cream like never before. Her body rippled with goose bumps as the nurse continued her work. Britney’s backside moistened with perspiration as she fought an impending orgasm.
“HANG ON, CUNT!” ordered the nurse in a stern tone.

Britney's psychological tortuous treatment pt. 7

Nurse Trundle worked quickly. She placed a small plastic box on Britney’s stomach and attached wire leads to both clamps on Britney’s labia. Working feverishly she spun two dials on the box, which sent electricity to the clamps.
Britney moaned and groaned as her pussy erupted in fire and her urge to orgasm immediately subsided.
Satisfied that everything was working properly, nurse Trundle spun the dials back to zero and ended the electric shock. She watched Britney relax and assumed things were back to normal. Now that things were under control, nurse Trundle turned on the breast pump.
Britney gasp, “oh,” when she felt the pump kick in. She watched as her nipple was drawn deep inside the glass vile and then suddenly released. The pressure immediately began again and was repeated over and over and over again. The machine kept drawing her nipple deep inside before releasing it, thereby creating the most wonderful sucking sensation Britney had ever felt.
Once again her body began to betray her and she began to feel arousal. Her pussy began to ooze and she squirmed to fight the urge. Britney closed her eyes and tried to think of something else but the constant work on her nipples kept her focused on her arousal. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about cumming.
Nurse Trundle kept a sharp eye on Britney and was determined to squelch any and all of her orgasms before they happened. It was this part of Britney’s treatment that gave nurse Trundle particular enjoyment and she couldn’t help but reach under her dress and touch herself. She just loved the idea of allowing this beautiful young pop culture Diva to rise to the brink of orgasm before she’d slam her with electric shock therapy to kill her urge.
As she sat next to the squirming young slut and listened and watched as she grew closer and closer to an orgasm, nurse Trundle continued her relentless assault on her own pussy. She could tell that Britney was really struggling hard not to cum. She could see Britney’s skin begin to glisten with a light coat of sweat as she fought back the urge.
Nurse Trundle couldn’t help herself and she ran her finger along Britney’s skin and placed it in her mouth and tasted the beautiful pop star’s sweat. “Mmmmm,” she cooed as she spun the dial again sending electricity directly to Britney’s swollen labia.
“Aaaahhhh,” groaned Britney as her urge to cum was killed again.
For the next several hours, poor Britney was subjected to the antagonistic torture of being repeatedly raised to the brink of orgasm only to have nurse Trundle kill the urge each time.
Meanwhile, nurse Trundle gave herself several glorious orgasms to Britney’s discomfort.
At the end of her session Britney was totally spent and drained. Her body had been put through the wringer and she was exhausted.
When nurse Trundle finally disconnected Britney from the machine she proudly announced, “Look cunt, you started lactating again! You actually produced about 5ml. That’s a great start! I’m sure you’ll do much better tomorrow. Here, take these pills,” she said as she shoved a small handful of supplements into Britney’s mouth.

Britney Spears new treatment pt 1 of 6

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Britney Spears new treatment pt 2

Nurse Trundle removed a metal device that looked like an aluminum dildo from a plastic case. It had wires coming out of the end, not the tip, but the end.
Britney watched in stunned silence as Nurse Trundle used two fingers to spread her labia and forcibly push it in her vagina. As soon as the device pushed past her vaginal muscle, Britney sighed in relief.
She barely had time to relax when she felt Nurse Trundles hand on her breast.
Nurse Trundle began to squeeze and massage Britney’s swollen gland to begin the process.

Britney Spears new treatment pt 3

With the vaginal probe deeply seated in Britney’s vagina, Nurse Trundle got an evil smile. She loved this next part.
From a small case, she pulled out a thin glass tube that was attached to a rubber hose. With the experience of a Dr. Frankenstein, Nurse Trundle carefully positioned the end of the glass tube directly over Britney’s clitoris.

Britney Spears new treatment pt 4

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Britney Spears new treatment pt 5

To complete the stimulation preparations, Nurse Trundle attached a clip to each of Britney’s swollen nipples. Each clip was connected to a chain that Nurse Trundle could lift and pull on to stimulate Britney’s breasts. The clips were to simulate a baby’s sucking but they didn’t allow milk to escape because of the compression.

Britney Spears new treatment pt 6

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Britney Spears treatment plan outlined by Paris in a secret meeting

Paris had a secret meeting with the nursing staff. They gathered in a small conference room and there she laid out her plan for Britney’s “rehab”. She smiled a devilish, snobby smile as she told them about how much their bonus money would be and that ALL the money they’d be paid was coming from Britney herself. Paris implied that it was Britney who was asking them to defile and degrade Britney and not her. She made it sound as though she was just acting on Britney’s behalf and that Britney was the one who was demanding her treatment be “just so”.
The women sat there wide eyed as Paris explained to them that Britney was to be publicly humiliated and degraded and forced to do filthy tasks around the treatment center. Paris told them that Britney loved being used and abused by women in front of other women and that she insisted that the staff carry out her wishes.
A dull murmur buzzed through the room as the nursing corps talked amongst themselves and exchanged ideas.
One nurse raised her hand and Paris called on her, “Can we have Britney clean toilets and bedpans and stuff like that?”
An electric shock of energetic excitement shot through Paris at the idea and she eagerly added, “So long as you don’t give her any cleaning supplies. Make her use her hands only.”
The room buzzed loudly as a musky, heated smell began waft about. The nurses squirmed with excitement and couldn’t wait to get started.
Paris added a few rules before dismissal.
Britney was to remain naked or nearly naked 24/7
She must be forced to sing and dance weekly for the children in the Children’s Ward
She is not allowed to cum more than once per week
She must make someone cum daily
She is no longer allowed bottled water
She can only drink water from the toilet in her room
She must be punished anytime she fails to perform a task quickly
Paris concluded the meeting and had all the nurses sign a confidentiality agreement and gave each of them $1000 of Britney’s money.

Britney Spears psychological exam begins pt. 1

Nurse Trundle was a very sadistic nurse. She was hated by the regular patients because of her insensitive nature and lack of bedside manner. The staff kept her at an arms distance and rarely sought her help for anything. Her rude behavior and snotty attitude wasn’t worth the trouble for most of her coworkers and they just steered clear of her. The only reason she was still there was because she could get the job done, no matter how difficult.
When she left the secret meeting with Paris, her heart was racing and she could hardly breathe. It was as if she’d been placed in this treatment center at this specific time for one purpose and one purpose only: to torture Britney, the pop star Diva Princess.
It was no surprise to anyone when Nurse “Ratchet”, as her coworkers called her, was the first to volunteer to begin Britney’s treatment. And to no one’s surprise, the head nurse gave her the go ahead.
Nurse Trundle promptly prepared an examination room with necessary tools to torture and humiliate Britney with. Once she was satisfied everything was in order, she briskly walked to Britney’s room and ordered her to stand and strip.
Britney was shocked that the nurse had just walked in without knocking, but she was even more startled at the nurses’ authoritative tone. Instinctively Britney sat up and clutched her gown closed and she thought briefly about protesting the nurse’s rude entrance, but seeing the woman’s demeanor and seriousness she thought better of it..
Britney’s lack of compliance angered the nurse and she walked up and slapped Britney across the face. She demanded again, “Stand up and drop the gown, cunt!”
Shocked and hurting, Britney scrambled out of bed and out of her gown. She stood naked facing the nurse, trembling in fear.
“Put on this wig, turn around and bend over,” the nurse instructed.
Britney’s heart began to race and she felt flushed as she stood there in heels and pulled on the blonde wig. She slowly turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles.
The nurse slowly and deliberately leaned forward to peer in and get a close up view of a pop star Diva’s pussy and ass.
Britney shuddered and tried to remain calm as the nurse kept staring at her privates and making “hmmm,” sounds. She felt so helpless and vulnerable as she stood there bent over at the waist and exposed to this really mean-sounding nurse.
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Britney Spears treatment begins pt 3

In accordance with standard operating practices, the nurse instinctively began to explain to Britney exactly what she was about to do and why. As she strapped Britney’s wrists and ankles to the bed, she explained that the head of the medical staff felt her youngest son was malnourished and that he needed breast milk in order to gain more weight and build his immune system.
Britney’s mind fogged as the woman worked as she spoke.

Britney Spears treatment begins pt 4

As Britney lay strapped to the bed, unable to escape and mentally trying to process the nurse’s words, she silently watched and listened as the nurse kept working.
“We’re going to extract some of your breast milk and to do that we’ll need to stimulate your glands,” the nurse explained in a very clinical manner. “The first thing we’ll to is place a breast tourniquet around the base of each breast to help squeeze the milk glands to the surface.”
Britney winced as thick leather straps were secured around each breast and tightly strapped.

Britney Spears treatment begins pt 5

Britney could only watch as the nurse placed thin glass tubes attached to long plastic tubing on each nipple. Strangely enough the light suction that tugged at her nipples suddenly made her wet. It was the strangest feeling to have her nipples sucked like that and she stared at them as they were slowly and gently drawn inside the glass vile.
Suddenly Britney was having an internal struggle. Her mind was telling her that all this was wrong and that it wouldn’t work because she hadn’t lactated for months, but her body was feeling the strangest sensation as the machine pulled at her nipple. She knew what she was feeling was arousal but she didn’t want to say anything for fear of being perceived as “sick” or something. So Britney opted to just lie there and fight the feelings welling up inside.

Britney Spears treatment begins pt 6

Nurse Trundle wasn’t stupid. She’d seen dozens of women cum from having their breasts pumped. She knew the signs better than Britney did, but she also knew how to stop them. Before she turned on the pump to begin the extraction process, she attached a metal clamp to each of Britney’s swollen labia. She carefully tightened the clamps so they wouldn’t accidentally fall off during the procedure.
Britney squirmed and winced as the woman’s warm hands pulled and manipulated her pussy lips and she was embarrassed because she was sure the nurse could see her arousal. Britney bit her lower lip and tried not to show her arousal but her body was out of control. The gentle tension on her nipples was electrifying and now the nurse’s touch was pushing her closer and closer to an unwanted orgasm.
Nurse Trundle knew she had to hurry. She could tell by Britney’s twitching and squirming and the strain on her face that she was fast approaching an orgasm. “Don’t you dare cum, you slut,” the nurse said in an attempt to humiliate the young pop star and shame her into control.
But Britney was having no part of it. In fact, it seemed to have the opposite effect on her. Hearing the nurse call her a “slut” made her ooze and cream like never before. Her body rippled with goose bumps as the nurse continued her work. Britney’s backside moistened with perspiration as she fought an impending orgasm.
“HANG ON, CUNT!” ordered the nurse in a stern tone.

Britney Spears treatment begins pt 7

Nurse Trundle worked quickly. She placed a small plastic box on Britney’s stomach and attached wire leads to both clamps on Britney’s labia. Working feverishly she spun two dials on the box, which sent electricity to the clamps.
Britney moaned and groaned as her pussy erupted in fire and her urge to orgasm immediately subsided.
Satisfied that everything was working properly, nurse Trundle spun the dials back to zero and ended the electric shock. She watched Britney relax and assumed things were back to normal. Now that things were under control, nurse Trundle turned on the breast pump.
Britney gasp, “oh,” when she felt the pump kick in. She watched as her nipple was drawn deep inside the glass vile and then suddenly released. The pressure immediately began again and was repeated over and over and over again. The machine kept drawing her nipple deep inside before releasing it, thereby creating the most wonderful sucking sensation Britney had ever felt.
Once again her body began to betray her and she began to feel arousal. Her pussy began to ooze and she squirmed to fight the urge. Britney closed her eyes and tried to think of something else but the constant work on her nipples kept her focused on her arousal. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about cumming.
Nurse Trundle kept a sharp eye on Britney and was determined to squelch any and all of her orgasms before they happened. It was this part of Britney’s treatment that gave nurse Trundle particular enjoyment and she couldn’t help but reach under her dress and touch herself. She just loved the idea of allowing this beautiful young pop culture Diva to rise to the brink of orgasm before she’d slam her with electric shock therapy to kill her urge.
As she sat next to the squirming young slut and listened and watched as she grew closer and closer to an orgasm, nurse Trundle continued her relentless assault on her own pussy. She could tell that Britney was really struggling hard not to cum. She could see Britney’s skin begin to glisten with a light coat of sweat as she fought back the urge.
Nurse Trundle couldn’t help herself and she ran her finger along Britney’s skin and placed it in her mouth and tasted the beautiful pop star’s sweat. “Mmmmm,” she cooed as she spun the dial again sending electricity directly to Britney’s swollen labia.
“Aaaahhhh,” groaned Britney as her urge to cum was killed again.
For the next several hours, poor Britney was subjected to the antagonistic torture of being repeatedly raised to the brink of orgasm only to have nurse Trundle kill the urge each time.
Meanwhile, nurse Trundle gave herself several glorious orgasms to Britney’s discomfort.
At the end of her session Britney was totally spent and drained. Her body had been put through the wringer and she was exhausted.
When nurse Trundle finally disconnected Britney from the machine she proudly announced, “Look cunt, you started lactating again! You actually produced about 5ml. That’s a great start! I’m sure you’ll do much better tomorrow. Here, take these pills,” she said as she shoved a small handful of supplements into Britney’s mouth.

Britney Spears visits the children's ward

Poor, poor Britney was so distraught after her thorough bowel cleansing that she had to be restrained and given a sedative. She felt a little loopy as she was placed on a gurney and strapped down. Thick nylon straps were secured across her stomach and upper chest and her wrists were strapped separately. Two more straps were placed across her thighs and ankles to hold her legs firmly in place.

Britney was totally relaxed as the nurse wheeled her down a long corridor. The sound of the gurney wheels kind of echoed in this strange slow motion sort of way. Britney smiled as the lights overhead bathed her one by one as she quietly rolled down the hall.

She wasn’t sure how long they’d been gliding through the facility, but they eventually slowed as two large doors opened automatically when the nurse punched a large metal plate on the wall. As they rolled through, Britney managed to focus long enough to read “Children’s Ward” on the door.

In her sublime state of euphoria from her drugs, Britney felt a little twinge of elation at the idea of seeing some of her young fans.

As the nurse continued to push her gurney down another long corridor, Britney could hear the faint sound of chattering children off in the distance. She wondered if it was the sound of her adoring fans and she mustered enough energy drawl out a slow question, “Are…we…going…to…visit…my…fans?”

The nurse realized Britney had no clue of her current condition. She smiled a devilish smile as she wheeled Britney closer and closer to the large foyer where dozens of young people were gathered and awaiting the pop stars arrival. She knew the Diva princess had no idea she was virtually naked except for her nylons and that she was strapped to a gurney and unable to move. She smiled broadly because she knew the Diva bitch wouldn’t be able to speak soon, either.

When the children saw the nurse pushing the bald Britney, a crescendo of screams and whoops reached deafening loudness as she was wheeled to the center of the room. Children of all ages crowded around and reached out to touch the super star as she lay strapped and naked to the gurney.

Britney simply rolled her head from side to side and smiled back at all the smiling little faces as they reached out and touched her.

No one could believe their eyes and they all wanted to touch her and see what she felt like. Someone shouted, “Give me her stockings!” and a mad scramble erupted with tiny hands yanking and pulling at Britney’s stockings and trying to work them under the straps and off her legs.

The sensation created by all the touching was enhanced by the drugs she was given. Britney’s body was beyond tingly, it was much more electrified and she felt her heart begin to race. Each touch on her skin, no matter where it was, seemed to terminate in her clitoris. Because of the calming effect of the drug on her mental state, she didn’t feel the panic she would normally feel as her arousal began to crest in record time. Physically it was hard for Britney to tell if she was dampening as she squirmed and struggled against the straps, but everyone else could see her swollen pussy flowering and glistening with excitement. The deep red color of her labia was positive indication that the drug was working and the shiny liquid that was being spread between her legs was the confirmation.

Britney’s mind was awash with the crazy spectacle as she lay strapped to a gurney, naked and aroused and rapidly approaching a tremendous orgasm in front of all her young fans as they pressed in to touch their favorite pop star.

Britney’s skin was covered in goose bumps and she was finding it more and more difficult to breathe. Her mind was working in slow motion but her body was in overdrive. Each tiny touch caused her to jump and squirm and twitch uncontrollably as the children kept stroking her skin.

The sound of the excited crowd blurred into one loud drone of noise as Britney’s body began to betray her once again. Her taut stomach tightened and flexed as she drew closer and closer to orgasm. Her mind kept screaming, “NO!” but her body shouted, “YES!!”

Britney thought her heart was going to explode as the room began to spin. The dull roar of voices surrounded her and muted her own loud groans as she strained to keep from an embarrassing orgasm.

She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t stop it. Deep down inside Britney knew that being naked in front of children was wrong, but being strapped down and drugged made it impossible to leave. She wanted to cry out, but her mouth wouldn’t work. No words came out as she lay there squirming and struggling. Seeing the tiny faces and hands as they reached out to touch her body was so humiliating, yet so exhilarating.

All Britney could do was weakly look side-to-side and strain to keep herself together.

When she felt her stockings slowly pulled off her toes it signaled her complete nudity. Her nipples sprang to a hardness she’d never felt before and she was sure they were an inch long. The humiliation of being aroused in front of all these little people was horrifying. It’s just not something that was supposed to happen. The drugs disabled her speech and made her body enhance every touch. Britney knew she was going to cum and she was going cum very quickly.

Her eyes widened as she fought the impending. Britney panted and puffed and tried to cry out as her body stiffened and strained. She didn’t want to cum, but all the tiny hands touching her, stroking her, dancing along her skin were driving her over the edge.
Helpless and out of control Britney moaned and groaned as her loin spilled its contents and she came with everyone watching. Her body twitched and convulsed and oozed and bucked as she came in front of the bewildered children. None of them seemed to realize what Britney was doing except for the older teen girls.

Hearing the older girls express their disbelief at their pop stars behavior made Britney wince inside. Mentally she was a wreck. Her body was still wracked with the effects of her orgasm, but her mind was crying and ashamed. The torment she felt inside was offset by the extreme satisfaction of a long overdue orgasm. But her body’s pleasure wasn’t near as satisfying to her mental state and Britney wanted to sob and cry.

The nurse pushed her way through the throng of children and announced that Britney would be back soon to put on a performance for everyone. She wheeled the spent pop star back to her room and helped her back in bed.

Paris gives dirty girl Britney Spears an enema

After several days of performing daily anal exams, the nursing staff agreed with Paris that Britney was indeed a dirty little girl and she needed a thorough cleansing.
Paris instructed her two orderly's to take Britney to the enema chair and strap her in. Just for grins and giggles, they made her put on a pair of black stockings and her hospital pumps.
When the two orderly's first came in her room and tossed her the nylons, Britney was elated. She thought her days of total nudity were finally over and she eagerly pulled them up her thighs. But her hopes were quickly dashed when the two women grabbed her by her arms and yanked her up and began to lead her down the long corridor naked except for her nylons and pumps.
Britney started to whimper and plead with the two women as her eyes filled with tears. She didn't want another anal exam because she knew the nurse would only torment her and bring her to the brink of orgasm but not allow her to cum. Britney blubbered and weakly struggled as the two women forcefully led her to a different exam room.
It had the typical antiseptic smell of an exam room but this one had a large chair-like contraption in the middle. At least three large enema bags hung on metal poles and surrounded the chair, which was actually more like a toilet. A large stainless steel catch basin was under the seat and leather straps were draped across the back.
Fear gripped Britney as she stared at the scary looking apparatus and she leaned back and resisted the two orderly's. She feared what was next.
Both women pushed Britney forward and spun her around and forced her to sit on the toilet seat. As Britney begged and pleaded with them to stop, they quickly strapped her into the chair using the leather straps across her chest.
As the orderly's were strapping her in, Paris walked in. Britney squirmed and meekly whimpered with fear at seeing Paris.

Paris walked behind Britney, leaned forward and forcefully pushed a thick plastic tube up Britney's bottom and made her squeal.
"Oh my gawd, please, please don't do this," whimpered Britney as the tube was pushed deeper and deeper into her colon.
Paris just told Britney to shut up and she released a clamp enabling warm soapy water to rush into her bowels.
Britney squirmed and fidgeted as the warm liquid worked its way into her system.
When Paris squeezed the bag and forced the liquid deeper and deeper, Britney groaned and moaned as her tummy began to protrude.
"You'd better not spill a drop until I tell you to, cunt, or there'll be Hell to pay," warned Paris.
Britney bore down and squeezed her anus tightly as the pressure continued to build. "Please, oh gawd, please, I can't hold it anymore," Britney moaned as her stomach filled.
"You haven't even taken HALF of what I'm going to put in you, bitch, so you'd better not let go," insisted Paris.
Britney squirmed and groaned but kept her anus tightly clenched as her bowels continued to expand. Beads of sweat began to form on her bald head as she strained to retain the enema.
When the contents of the bag were finally gone, Paris slowly removed the tube and gave Britney permission to release.
Britney's bowels exploded into the bedpan below and the relief was enormous. But as soon as her bowels were relieved, she felt the tube reinserted.
Paris repeated the process with clean, warm water twice more to thoroughly cleanse Britney's bowels. Every time Britney moaned and started to complain, Paris had one of her orderly's administer lashes to Britney's breasts and thighs with a leather flogger.
Once Paris was satisfied that Britney's bowels were clean, she leaned in and told her, "Now you're not such a dirty little slut anymore."