She has been bound to The Electric Chair naked, completely unable to move. An IV stand is to her left with a full 5 quart enema bag hanging from it. A small table is to her right with the controller for the chair and a stick of incense sitting atop it. The Celebrator is once again mounted just below her clit. She is bit gagged and staring straight ahead. A metal bucket is right below her asshole. JR comes over to her and reaches for the enema nozzle. Getting down low beneath her, he sticks the nozzle through the large opening in the seat of the chair and, with a few grunts of dissatisfaction f...

She has been bound to The Electric Chair naked, completely unable to move. An IV stand is to her left with a full 5 quart enema bag hanging from it. A small table is to her right with the controller for the chair and a stick of incense sitting atop it. The Celebrator is once again mounted just below her clit. She is bit gagged and staring straight ahead. A metal bucket is right below her asshole. JR comes over to her and reaches for the enema nozzle. Getting down low beneath her, he sticks the nozzle through the large opening in the seat of the chair and, with a few grunts of dissatisfaction from her, plugs her asshole with it. When he gets back up he ask her if she has ever had an enema before. She tells him "no" and he then starts the water flowing. It fills her quickly and in no time she already has half the bag in her colon. Her feet begin to rock at a quickening pace, mindlessly, as the water starts to take effect. Suddenly the nozzle shoots from her bung hole and rattles into the metal bucket as she fought to hold in the increasing need to explode. He yells at her, he warns her not to let it happen again as he stuffs it back into her ass. She tries desperately to contain things as she looks over at what remains in the bag. Once JR starts the water flowing again he grabs the bag and squeezes it to the water into her rectum faster. Amazingly, her colon took the entire five quarts. She is now beyond fidgeting. She can't stop shaking her feet and her face is one constant grimace of contractions. Her concentration is wholly on staving off the impossible wave of cramps washing over her. JR pulls the nozzle from her ass --yelling at her to not let any water from her brown hole when he does. She is beyond coherent at this point. The desperate sound coming from her is in direct parallel with the waves that wash over her. Her eyes are slammed shut and her face is pinched up and contorted as she does her best to hold off the pressure in her butt. JR turns the chair on and the sudden burst of electricity sends a column of water from her ass and into the bucket beneath her. He screams at her repeatedly to hold it off, to not let anything fall from her asshole. She cannot stop screaming and he continues to turn the power up. She is trying her best to keep it contained, but little squirts breach her rosebud and land in the bucket. Her ability to stave it off becomes more and more compromised with each second. She begs him to let her release it, she pleads that she cannot hold it any longer. He warns her not to let any out or the result will be more electricity. She hyperventilates again, sucking air in and out as yet another quick burst of fluid hits the can below her. JR turns on the Celebrator mounted under her clit. It creates a noticeable change in the tone of her cries. It also causes another explosion of fluid from her ass. She is beyond stopping now, in spite of JR yelling in her face to stop. The stream no longer is a quick burst but a constant thick stream of fluid. Her head is thrown back, her eyes are shut and her face is a desperate grimace. He cranks the electricity up higher and a explosion erupts from her anus. A stream thick and long begins to fill the bucket and one wonders if it will ever stop. She just keeps declaring that she can't hold it, that she can't keep it inside her any longer. JR is up in her face belittling her, screaming at her for letting it out. She pleads with him, she apologizes repeatedly --even as the sound of water fills the bucket below her. Then suddenly, what seems like two quarts of water, rush from her bung hole as she throws her head back screaming at the top of her lungs. It just doesn't ever seem to stop, nor her cries of discomfort. She keeps apologizing through her screams, completely unable to control her bowels. JR fetches the whip and starts laying into her chest and abs while the water breaches her anus. This just makes even harder squirts of fluid explode from her and sends her into another headspace. Every strike makes her squirt into the bucket. Humiliated and defeated, she still has the Celebrator humming beneath her clit. In spite of her predicament, she begins to beg him for permission to cum.