No Escape from the Enema
The fellatio session ended right before dinner, and Lili arrived with the food.
“Dinner is salmon steak,” she announced.
With her usual practiced skill, she cleared the table. Then she bowed politely and left the training room.
Salmon steak. That sounds delicious. I watched Rene with a bored expression as she squeezed the lemon from her plate over the fish.
“We did it three times today, yet you only lasted ten minutes at most each time?”
Rene had been about to debone the fish with her knife. Her face twisted.
“Ugh… I-I came three times, so maybe that’s why nothing came out.”
Rene wasn’t wrong. To be precise, when I received her fellatio, if her mind wandered even a little, her skill was still manageable. But now she was sucking almost mindlessly, her tongue working with practiced fervor.
“Then I’ll keep two penalties in reserve.”
“That’s too much…”
“Let’s eat first. We still have the final training session afterward.”
Only then did Rene’s face flush crimson.
“Y-you’re not really going to do weird things to my anus, are you? Right? Who in the world likes that sort of thing?”
“Hmm… It is a rather extreme preference, but there are nobles who enjoy it. It would be better for you to receive the training. It could tear and cause real problems otherwise. That aside, let’s not talk about such things while eating.”
I don’t particularly prefer anal sex. Unlike the vagina, the sphincter around the anus stimulates the penis in a narrow range. On the other hand, that same sphincter squeezes with surprising strength, creating a sensation quite different from what the vagina offers. If the vagina provides even stimulation throughout, anal focuses intense pressure at the entrance. It depends on taste, but I favor the former.
At my words, her face crumpled.
“Ugh…”
Rene looked as if she had completely lost her appetite. Well, it would be strange if anyone could eat after being told they were about to undergo anal training.
That aside, the salmon steak kept falling apart, making it difficult to eat. In contrast, Rene had neatly separated the thick bones and flesh but wasn’t touching her food.
“May I eat what Miss Rene has prepared?”
“…Do as you like.”
I took the appetizing pieces of fish she had deboned and ate them. By the time the meal was nearly finished, Rene spoke with a deathly pale face, practically begging.
“No matter how I look at it, this seems impossible. I’ll work harder on other things—anything else. Isn’t it strange? Reaching climax from a place meant for excretion?”
I shrugged at her words.
“Actually, I don’t really want to do it either…”
Anal training is among the more difficult types. It takes considerable time, and if the subject wasn’t born with sensitivity there, it takes even longer. Simply enabling insertion requires time; making her feel pleasure from it is naturally twice as hard as other forms of training.
Fortunately, the number of nobles who consider it essential is small. It is a niche, maniacal taste.
But… those maniacs cannot be ignored. People who seek slaves are the type who come because they harbor fantasies that ordinary prostitution cannot satisfy. It is rare for someone to spend dozens or hundreds of gold on a slave woman who could be enjoyed for a night with just one or two silver. They are either professional procurers or wealthy individuals with distorted hobbies that common brothels cannot fulfill.
“Still, we must do it. If someone were to penetrate Rene’s anus and it tore, my reputation would suffer.”
Compared to other nations, the Empire has only a handful of trainers. Of course, given the Empire’s massive economy, the earnings are substantial, but because so few monopolize the field, even a slightly tarnished reputation means having to leave. In other words, I cannot afford to be caught on any faults.
At my sincere explanation, she shook her head vigorously.
“Y-your reputation would be damaged over something like that?! That’s ridiculous!”
“I’m sorry, but… I believe I know more about the slave and training industry than you do, Miss Rene.”
Her eyes blazed with fury.
“Damn it… Why is this kind of business still allowed? Why does the Papal Court keep it legal?! And isn’t slavery illegal under imperial law?!”
She wasn’t wrong. However…
“Hmm… Slavery is clearly illegal under imperial law, but Bairen is a special case.”
There are two main ways people become slaves in foreign lands. One is to attack nations or cities that do not believe in the god of light El and capture their people. The other is to fall into debt and become a temporary slave. In other words, it is conditionally legal elsewhere, but the Empire treats it as completely illegal. When Bairen was incorporated into the Empire, however, it signed a special treaty. I cannot recall exactly when, but it must have been hundreds of years ago. It guarantees the city’s autonomy. Although administratively part of the Empire, Bairen’s laws are established by its own city council. It seems the emperor of the time showed consideration because the incorporation had been peaceful, but that ancient treaty remains in effect to this day.
The Empire can overlook a single city, so it appears they have no intention of changing it.
“From what I understand, only Bairen within the Empire permits slave ownership. In any case, shall we begin the evening training?”
“N-no! I don’t want to!”
Scraaape!
She shot to her feet and fled to her room.
Bang!
Well… I had expected as much. The physiological revulsion must be overwhelming. Still, the training could not be skipped.
I turned toward her room and called out.
“Miss Rene? If you return now, I’ll limit the penalty to two. But if you don’t, know that it will rise to ten!”
There was no response. Since there was still time, I decided to prepare the training tools.
I searched the training cart for useful items. I set out anal beads of various sizes, the enema solution, lubricant for anal sex, Slime Rope, and everything else I would need on the upper tray. Then I gave Rene one last warning.
“This is your final chance! If you don’t come out, I will really administer the penalty!”
But the door remained motionless, and my chest thrilled with excitement. It felt like hunting a herbivore. There was nothing more entertaining than cornering the helpless Rene and twisting her with pleasure.
When she writhes in ecstasy and glares at me with resentful crimson eyes, I feel pure rapture. Where else could I lay my hands on the body of a noble-born woman like this?
I grabbed the Slime Rope and stood before her door. I turned the handle and pushed, but it refused to budge.
Thud!
When I slammed my body against it, the door gave slightly. Through the narrow gap, I glimpsed Rene’s face twisted in terror.
“N-no! I said no!”
At her desperate cry, I shoved the door with all my strength.
Thud!
“Ugh! N-no!”
I pushed again, harder.
Thud!
Into the small opening I had created, I slipped the rope.
“Are you going to keep making this so difficult?”
“I don’t want to! I don’t want to!”
Thud!
Another hard shove, and the door opened wider. I thrust my hand through the gap and pushed with everything I had.
“Uuuugh!”
Rene strained with all her might. But a woman’s strength could never overcome a man’s. I planted my feet, pushed with full force, and the door swung open. I slipped inside and subdued the panicked Rene.
“Let go! Let me go!”
She kicked when I seized both her hands, but a woman’s powerless kicks could not stop me. I calmly pinned her wrists behind her back.
“If you’re going to be subdued this easily, why struggle so much? You’re only making things tiring for both of us.”
“Ugh! I hate this!”
I bound her violently resisting hands and tied a secure knot.
“There, there… Let’s finish the anal training and take care of your penalty quickly. I’d like to sleep early.”
I dragged Rene across the floor and threw her onto the sofa.
“Damn you!”
She tried to rise. I flipped her over, pinned her to the sofa, and sat on her waist.
“Get off! Get off me! Uuuu!”
She thrashed wildly, but with her waist trapped beneath my hips, there was little she could do.
I slid her panties down slightly and said, “I’m going to administer the enema. It will take about thirty minutes to work. You’ll have to hold it that long so everything inside can come out cleanly.”
“You… demon! Pervert! Trash! Scum of the earth!”
I gazed at her pretty anus as she screamed in rage. Between the pure white cheeks lay delicate chrysanthemum folds. I reached to the top of the cart and retrieved the enema solution—a long syringe and the medicine. The tip was blunt, not sharp, about the thickness of a chopstick, perfect for insertion.
I skillfully drew the liquid into the syringe and patted her flushed bottom.
Pat, pat!
“Don’t be nervous.”
“I told you not to! I said don’t do it!”
While she flailed and screamed, I slid the metal tip between the small folds and injected the solution.
“Uaaa… N-no!”
Her voice was filled with despair. Once I confirmed the medicine was fully inside, I picked up the anal plug.
During an enema the intestines convulse, creating powerful pressure. The medicine could leak. But to perform the procedure cleanly and hygienically, she must not expel for the time indicated in the instructions. The tip of the plug had a gentle slope, but the base was sharply tapered. It would hurt a little on insertion and removal, but unless pulled by hand, it would not come out easily.
“All right… Here comes the big one. It won’t hurt!”
Pat pat!
“I don’t want it! I don’t want it!”
She kicked her pretty legs in resistance. I gently stroked her buttocks while slowly working the anal plug inside.
“Ah!… No! Stop! D-don’t do it! Heup!”
When one-third of the plug had entered, she gasped sharply. The unfamiliar pain seemed to have stolen her breath. I seized that moment and drove the plug fully into her delicate folds with one powerful push.
“Aaaa…”
For an instant she could say nothing, her body trembling from the sudden intense discomfort. I wrapped the Slime Rope tightly around her waist.
“Wh-what are you doing?! Take this off!”
I threaded another length of rope through the one around her waist, passing it between her legs.
If the anal plug came out, it would be disastrous. I cinched the rope tight, locking the plug firmly in place. After confirming it was secure, I climbed off her waist.
“There. Now I’ll give you some free time. About thirty minutes.”
She glared at me, eyes brimming with tears.
“You shameless bastard!”
I sat her upright on the sofa.
“If you keep behaving so rudely, this will only get harder for you. Do you even know what an enema is?”