Chapter 44


    (Katerina''s POV)


    In the past, I had always kept myself neatly trimmed. However, while conducting my research, I learned


    that in most BDSM circles it was submissives who trimmed or kept a bare pubic area. I did break with


    convention somewhat by getting the area around my vaginal lips and asshole waxed. I discovered that


    it felt much cleaner and it was also more pleasurable when Kol went down on me or ''worshiped'' me, as


    I now liked to call it.


    I reached back into the closet and retrieved my ck strapless leather corset. Even though I hadn''t


    worn it in a month, I felt much morefortable wearing it now. Inexplicably, it felt like a natural


    extension of my body and personality.


    It just feels right.


    I giggled when I observed that each of the buckles could beced up about two inches tighter. As I


    gave myself one final examination, I noticed that I had an even more pronounced hourss figure,


    much more evident than it was a month ago.


    I ran my middle finger between the lips of my vagina. My pussy felt like a humid, hot, wet rainforest.


    The anticipation of dominating Kol was almost more than I could stand. He had been acting like a Dom


    in the past months, even though he wasn''t naturally one. But now we have decided to try things out in


    the other way round.


    It''s time.


    I walked into our master bedroom and looked into our bathroom. He was sitting naked on the toilet with


    his blindfold on. When my boots met the ceramic tiles on our bathroom floor, they produced a loud


    clicking noise that he heard, and he immediately rose to his feet. I couldn''t help but notice his erection


    protruding proudly from his body.Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "You''re quite worked up, aren''t you, worm?"


    "Yes, Ma''am," he said in a voice barely above a whisper.


    "You haven''t been touching yourself, have you?"


    "No, Ma''am, of course not."


    "We have a problem, though, that needs to be addressed."


    I witnessed the questioning look on his face, even though his eyes were covered with the blindfold. I


    paused for a few moments to create a dramatic effect before I continued speaking.


    "You''ve spent a lot of time on the inte looking at BDSM sites. During your ... let''s call it ... inquiries,


    did any of the submissives have pubic hair?"


    He thought for a moment. "No Ma''am, they didn''t."


    "What do you think you should be doing, then?"


    "Removing my pubic hair, Ma''am," he said sheepishly.


    "Get to it!" I hissed.


    He quickly removed the blindfold from his eyes, reached into one of the bathroom drawers, and pulled


    out his beard trimmer. After powering the device on, he carefully ran it over his pubic region and his


    reddish-brown pubes begin to fall on the floor. Within a few seconds, the jungle above his penis was


    reduced to mere stubble. Next, he grabbed his can of shaving cream and rubbed a generous amount


    over the bristles. Then, he reached for his razor and prepared to finish the job, until I interrupted him.


    "You''re my property now, don''t you think that should be my honor?"


    Our eyes met. "Yes, Ma''am," he said before handing me the razor.


    His cock looked almost painfully erect. The head was deep purple in color and his shaft was twitching


    in time to the beat of his heart. He was incredibly aroused even though his cock hadn''t been touched


    yet.


    "You had better settle yourself down and hold still. We don''t want a trip to the emergency room tonight,


    do we?"


    He took a deep breath. "No, Ma''am."


    I took his razor in my hand and slowly moved it upwards, shaving the stubble. I could hear low moans


    from above me. I wasn''t sure why this was turning him on so much, but obviously it was. He didn''t have


    hair on his testicles, yet there was another area that required my attention.


    "Turn around, bend over, spread your legs, and pull your ass cheeks apart."


    His mouth dropped open and he gave me a bewildered look. Secondster, he quicklyplied with


    mymand.


    I gave his ass a little smack and he emitted a low moan. Gently, I ran my index finger over the


    puckered little hole and I could feel him shiver.


    "This should be hair-free as well, wouldn''t you agree?"


    "Y-y-y-yes, Ma''am," he stammered.


    I squirted some shaving cream over his asshole and gently rubbed it over the delicate skin. Next, I


    grabbed his razor and carefully removed the hair. Finally, I reached for a washcloth and wiped off the


    excess shaving cream so I could inspect my work.


    "M-m-m-m ... nice and smooth, just like I want it."


    I looked between his legs and there was a long string of pre-cum dangling from his cock. I couldn''t help


    but smile.


    He let out a low moan as I ran my index finger up and down his asshole several times, teasing him


    before I continued speaking.


    "If we''re going to use this tonight, it should be clean, don''t you think?"


    His entire body was shaking in excitement, but after a few seconds he was finally able to settle himself


    down enough to speak.


    "Yes, Ma''am."


    I waited a few moments, which gave the effect of a dramatic pause.


    "Turn around."


    He turned and faced me. I reached underneath the bathroom sink and retrieved the item that I hid


    underneath the folded bathroom towels.


    "Do you know what this is?"


    He looked into my eyes. "It''s an enema bag, Ma''am."


    I smiled. I was pretty sure I knew the answer to my next question. However, I couldn''t help but ask


    because it would heighten the sexual tension.


    "Have you ever received an enema?"


    He inhaled deeply as the reality of what was going to happen next appeared to be hitting him.


    "No, Ma''am, I haven''t."


    "This will be an evening of many firsts, then, for both of us."


    "Yes, Ma''am," he said in a voice barely above a whisper.


    He watched as I slowly removed the apparatus from the stic wrapping. I had actually practised


    assembling the device a couple of nights prior because I wanted to appear confident and self-assured


    in front of my submissive. I connected the tubing to therge red stic bag. Then I connected the


    small probe to the other end of the stic tubing.


    I filled the stic bag with warm purified water and added a small amount of non-iodized salt, which I''d


    read was supposed to aid in purification. I reached back into the cab and pulled out a tube of


    Astroglide that I''d also hidden.


    He watched in apparent awe while I generously lubed the probe.


    "Take this," I said while handing him the stic bag filled with water, "and hang it from the shower door.


    Then turn around."


    He took a deep breath in an attempt to control his hyperventtion. Then heplied with my order.


    "Spread your ass cheeks apart, worm," I hissed.


    He took another deep breath, reached behind himself with both hands, and exposed his freshly-shaven


    asshole to me. He emitted a low moan as I ran my index finger over his little-puckered hole.


    "M-m-m-m-m ... you''re so tight back here. I''ll have to see what I can do to loosen things up. However,


    first things first."


    I squirted arge dollop of Astroglide on my index finger and rubbed it over his asshole. He let out a


    low moan and I was beginning to realize how much he enjoyed having his ass yed with. With the tip


    of my finger I worked a small amount of the lube inside his orifice. Almost immediately, I could feel him


    tense up and the small muscr ring in his anus closed tightly around my finger.


    "You better learn to rx, worm," I hissed, "or this is going to be one long, painful evening."


    "Yes, Ma''am," he said hoarsely.


    I heard him take a deep breath and his sphincter loosened and released the ''death grip'' on my finger.


    "Good boy," I said after pushing my index finger inside him to the second knuckle.


    He let out another low moan as I worked my finger in deeper. After a minute or so his tight little rectum


    had loosened to the point that I could slide my finger in and out with minimal resistance.


    He''s ready.


    I grasped the lubricated probe and gently inserted it into his rectum. The circumference of the probe


    was much smaller than my finger and it slid in easily. Kol let out a little grunt when the probe was fully


    inserted.


    I reached up and opened the small valve below the stic bag, which emptied the warm water into his


    bowels. To my delight, he whimpered and moaned as he received his first enema. I couldn''t help but


    think that this had to be a degrading experience for him. However, his fully erect member was also


    telling me this was something he obviously enjoyed, at least on some level.


    Once the bag waspletely empty I retracted the probe from his ass.


    "Tell me what it feels like, worm."


    He took a deep breath. "I feel so full, Ma''am, and I really have to use the toilet."


    I couldn''t help but smile. I loved his brutal honesty. He was so vulnerable and I knew this was an


    incredibly degrading experience for him. However, he seemed to revel in the humiliation of the moment.


    "Please, Ma''am, I don''t think I can hold it, I really have to use the toilet."


    I loved the desperation in his voice, the pleading, he was right where I wanted him.


    "We don''t want you making a mess in here, do we ... so go ahead and release the water."


    "Thank you, Ma''am," he said desperately as he sat down on the toilet and emptied the water from his


    bowels.


    I gave him a minute or so to ensure he''d voided his bowels, which gave me some time to study his


    face. There was an obvious look of relief, which was to be expected. Additionally, there was an


    expression of degradation, depravity, and shame mixed with afortable contentment. He was in his


    element, submitting to me, and that gave me an immeasurable feeling of pride in my husband.


    "You''re enjoying this, aren''t you?"


    His face blushed a deep, red ember. "Yes, Ma''am."


    I smiled. "Good, because I''m enjoying it too. Now clean yourself, and let''s continue."


    He received several more enemas during the next half hour. Throughout the entire cleansing process


    his dick looked almost painfully erect, and at times it was throbbing and dripping pre-cum. I allowed him


    to administer thest enema himself. I wanted to ensure that in the future he could prepare himself for


    an evening of anal y without my assistance. After he took a quick shower and dried off, he was


    ready for my next order.


    "Retrieve the treasure chest, then sit at the foot of the bed and wait for me."


    Two weeks earlier, I had purchased an ornate, antique trunk at Pier One Imports. It fit perfectly


    underneath our bed and it was ideal for storing our growing collection of sex toys.


    Several minutester, I entered the room and knelt in front of the chest. After I unlocked it, I opened the


    lid towards him, which blocked his view and didn''t allow him to see what was inside. After a short


    dramatic pause, I removed mytest purchase: A leather strap-on harness. It had arge metal ring in


    the front that waspatible with a wide variety of dildos and plugs.