It Worked

Thanks for reading my story. This one starts off a bit on the slow side but gets more graphic as it moves along. As with all my stories this one contains graphic descriptions of anal enemas and anal sex. If that offends you then you might want to pass this one up. For those wondering I'm still working on part 4 of Anal Beach Resort.

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Chapter 1

Shelia had been with the Australian Federal Police for almost three years now. As a trained bush pilot, she sometimes flew prisoners and witnesses between Sydney and Darwin. This trip had been nothing out of the norm. She needed to fly down to Sydney and pick up Randy Fillmore. He had been the driver of one of the powerful businessmen in Sydney and had seen and overheard some things he shouldn't have. They had found out that a contract had been put on his head.

The 4 1/2-hour flight down had been pretty uneventful. Several AFP officers had been there at the small airport they used for such matters. Shelia was introduced to Randy and the other officers left to take off on other calls that had been coming in. At 34, Shelia knew she turned men's heads as she walked by on the sidewalk. Randy was the rugged outdoor type, and right away Shelia could tell he didn't take shit from anyone. He was handsome and she could see the power in his muscles as he moved.

Randy was surprised by how pretty Shelia was and she seemed to be friendly he noticed. He took in her strong slender legs and her tight ass not to mention the proud set of tits under her uniform blouse in one glance. He might have to see if he could look her up after all this mess was done with. But for now, he would have to be content just to look at her. She was dressed lightly but still regulation with loosely fitting shorts and light hiking shoes. He himself was one that always tried to be prepared for pretty much anything.

They had a light lunch while the plane was being fueled, and a couple of packages were loaded into the tail compartment. They both used the restrooms before they climbed into the small plane. Shelia cleared her small plane for takeoff and ten minutes later they were on their way. Randy loved the slight scent of her perfume in the tight cabin and found himself wanting to look at her more.

"So, what did you hear to get you into this little mess?" Shelia asked once the small plane was flying level. Randy could see no reason not to answer her even though he had been instructed to talk to no one. After all she was an officer in the AFP also.

"I heard my boss tell whoever was on the other end of the phone to dump the bodies out in the bush about 30 miles from one of the campgrounds in Royal Park. I used to work in that park, and I knew about where he told them to dump them. I called the authorities, and they found the bodies. Two men and a woman," Randy explained. "Of course, there was no evidence to tie my boss to any of it except for me and what I overheard. They figured out what happened once I disappeared, and they put a hit out on me. And here we are," he added ending his story.

"Yup, that will do it every time," Shelia said with a smile on her face.

CHAPTER 2

They both felt the small plane shudder just seconds before the acrid smelling smoke billowed from behind the radio. The smoke rising up through the floor at the rear of the plane was too much to be coincidence. The gauges on the dash weren't working the way they were supposed to either. Shelia could feel the plane trying to fight her through the yoke and the peddles. The smoke coming up through the floor was getting worse, meaning there was a fire burning in the small cargo compartment.

"Fuck!" was the only word that came out of Shelia's mouth as she fought for control of the plane. Although their altitude was not real high it was still high enough to kill both of them and Randy already knew that had been the plan. Shelia had brought the small plane closer to the ground looking for a place to set it down while she still had some control over it. The rugged terrain below them looked formattable, but Randy saw a small clear area off to his right.

"Over there!" he shouted over the sounds of the dying plane pointing out his window. Shelia leaned forward until she too saw the clearing. Nodding her head she turned the plane gently to the left not wanting to strain the weakening frame. The engine was sputtering now as she lined up on the small area. She was pretty sure that she wouldn't have a tail wheel when the plane did touch down. Randy watched and could see the determination in her face. Yup, he was definitely going to have to look her up once this mess was over with.

The small plane came down hard and as she thought the tail wheel left as soon as the tail touched the ground. Shelia pushed hard on the brakes fighting to stop their forward progress. The huge rock that was coming up seemed to demand even more effort. She managed to start the plane turning when the wing hit the rock and snapped off. Randy was thrown hard against the side of the plane, and he already knew he was going to be a hurting unit in the morning. Shelia was in a daze, but the plane had stopped moving.

"We need to get out!" Randy shouted at her trying to get through the fog in her head. The back of the small plane was still burning, and the flames were getting closer fast. Randy tried his small door but found he couldn't open it. Reaching across Shelia he tried her door. With a bit of a shove, he forced it open. Unlocking her seatbelt, he started moving her out the door. For some unexplained reason he couldn't help himself. His hand was under her tits, and he gave them both a nice tight squeeze. She probably wouldn't even remember he thought to himself.

It took some doing and a few choice cuss words before he had them both on the ground. Looking at the burning plane he made one last gamble and climbed back in the plane. Grabbing his backpack, he threw it out the door before jumping himself. The plane was an inferno now with the flames and heat getting dangerously close to the remaining fuel tank. Grabbing the pack and putting his arm around the still dazed Shelia he ran carried them over a small mound.

The explosion rocked everything close by, and the huge black plume of smoke could be seen for miles if anyone was looking. Feeling around on Shelia's head he found a large knot where she apparently hit her head when the plane was spun when the wing was ripped off. He could see no blood and that made him breathe easier. He was glad her eyes were focused on him and that she was coherent.

"Do you feel anything broken?" Randy asked watching Shelia's face.

"No, I don't think so," Shelia replied. "Other than my head hurting, I think I'm okay," she added. "How about you?" she asked now watching Randy as closely as he was watching her.

"Just a bad bruise on my arm I think," randy replied. "I don't think we were supposed to survive," he added looking up at the black smoke still bellowing into the sky. "They found out what was going on and they had someone sabotage the plane. I don't think they took into consideration how good of a pilot you are," he added looking back at Shelia.

"We still crashed," Shelia said. "And I have no idea where we are. That first smoke was when the radio burned up, so there is no homing beacon going off. And unless someone saw that smoke, they have no idea where we are either. There was a satellite phone on the plane but that would probably be a yellow piece of melted plastic if we could find it. And why the hell did you squeeze my tits?" she asked out of the blue after laying out their situation.

The question caught Randy off guard. He looked at her for a second trying to gauge her mood. "Because I didn't have time to suck them," Randy replied. "The fucking plane was on fire, remember," he added. He held her stare until she cracked a smile. "And I don't apologize. It's a nice set of tits," he said. After a couple of minutes, he stood and surveyed their surroundings. "I think we should stay here for the night," he said looking down at Shelia.

"We don't have much," Shelia said. "There were emergency supplies on the plane, but I don't think we will have much luck finding any of them," she said standing beside Randy looking out over their surroundings. "But someone might have seen the smoke. I agree, we should stay here for the time being," she said. Randy could tell there was worry in her voice.

"I have enough stuff in my pack to take care of us tonight," Randy said. Shelia looked closely at the backpack for the first time. It finally dawned on her that it was a survivalist backpack. The strong but light aluminum frame. The comfortable shoulder harness. The two-quart canteen strapped to one side along with a small ax. On the other side was a tightly folded two-man tent along with a long-bladed machete secured tightly against it.

The entire pack itself was waterproof with several pockets for carrying smaller items. Shelia understood now why Randy had risked his life to get it from the plane and she knew she was going to be happy he had it before this was all over. She watched Randy check everything on the pack. The canteen was full and there were several energy bars and four military MREs in the top pouch. Working together they cleared all the stones away from where they would pitch the small tent.

CHAPTER 3

It was getting dark when they went to find firewood. Randy took off in one direction and Shelia in another. Within 20 minutes they had enough wood to keep a fire going all night keeping curious animals away and cautious. Shelia knew right away that Randy was no stranger to being in the bush and this was definitely the bush. He showed her where everything was on the backpack so she wouldn't have to go searching when she needed something.

Using a single match, he lit a fire, and the camp site was aglow against the coming darkness. They both had a couple of energy bars for dinner and Randy now sat on a rock trying to decide what the best action was to take now. If no one had found them by morning he was pretty sure they were going to be on their own. Shelia sat on the ground watching him intently. For some reason she felt safe with him and was willing to follow him instead of trying to lead as her job would dictate.

She could tell her body was starting to get sore now from being thrown around in the crash.

The only thing the movies about the Australian bush never tell you is how to pee and poop. For guys it was 50% easier as they could stand while pissing. For women they had to pull their pants down for everything. Shelia couldn't hold it any longer and stood.

"Do you have any toilet paper in there? I have to pee," she said looking at Randy. He smiled and nodded and reach into the pack. he brought out a smashed roll of toilet paper and handed it to her and reached back in. After fishing around for a couple of seconds he brought out a package of baby wipes and handed them to her also.

"Use it sparingly," he said hoping to convey the importance. Shelia smiled and nodded letting him know she understood. She walked over a small rise and found a bank that had been washed out by a flash flood at some point in the distant past. Pullig her shorts and panties down she made sure there were no poisonous snakes or spiders that might be attracted to her bare ass. She could feel the need to move her bowels but all she could manage was a soft fart and a long hard stream of yellow urine.

"Afraid I only have one blanket," Randy said as Shelia walked back into the firelight. They could already feel the chill in the air as the darkness grew. The tent had a thin air mattress built into the bottom which would keep a person off the ground. "We can either sleep together or one of us is going to be pretty cold and miserable by morning," Randy added as he looked at Shelia.

"I'm not bashful." Shelia said sat back down on the ground. "It would help like hell if we knew where we were," Shelia added. "But we don't and there is no use beating a dead horse," she said. Randy found he liked her attitude. They were in a bad way and there was no use complaining about it. They would have to decide what their plan of action would be in the morning, but for now it was bedtime. Once again, he reached into one of the pouches and brought out a bottle of pain relivers. He popped two of them in his mouth and handed the bottle to Shelia.

Standing he walked to the tent and pulled the zipper up opening the flap. The blanket was already inside. Reaching into the pack again he fished around until he pulled out two air pillows. Tossing one to Shelia he started blowing into the inflation port sticking out from the side. It only took him six deep breathes before his pillow was blown up to full size. They were small but they were a lot better than nothing. It took Shelia a few more breaths but soon it was as full as his was.

"I'll let you go first," he said tossing the pillow into the tent. Shelia nodded and tossed her pillow into the tent also. Sitting in the entrance of the tent she removed her shoes and socks and set them just inside the flap. Randy listened to her wrestle around inside the tent before her heard a soft "ok" come from inside. He did the same sitting down in the entrance and pulled his shoes and socks off. Shelia watched as Randy pulled his T-shirt over his head and pulled his belt off.

Feeling more than seeing Randy moved up beside Shelia, he pulled the blanket back and lay down beside her. Shelia lay on her side facing away from Randy and she felt her breath catch in her throat when she felt his strong chest up against her bare back. She had taken her T-shirt and bra off after she had climbed into the tent. They were way too uncomfortable to sleep in. With her head on her pillow, she stared into the darkness.

Randy felt his cock twitch when he felt Shelia's bare back against his chest. He knew that just on the other side there was a pair of beautiful bare breasts. He wanted dearly to reach over her just to feel them in his hand. But he kept his arm to his side. "So why did you squeeze my tits?" Shelia asked breaking the strained silence in the tent.

"Because they were there and my hand was under them," Randy replied. Inside his mind he was keeping his fingers crossed the conversation would go in the direction he was hoping. "And in my defense, they are beautiful, and I couldn't help myself," he added. He was happy their minds seemed to be on the same path. He was surprised when he felt Shelia's body starting to shake. His mind was working fast trying to understand. It dawned on him that her mind was letting go of everything that had happened to them that day. When she reached over and pulled his hand to her breasts he knew.

Gently he pulled her back tighter against his chest. Randy just held her until she stopped shaking. Gently he started stroking one of her nipples feeling it getting harder and he could feel Shelia's body relaxing even more. Gently he moved his hand down to her other nipple and gently rubbed it until they were both as hard as rocks. Randy made no other move but gently stroking her breasts until he felt and heard her steady even breathing and he knew she was asleep. The end of a very difficult day.

CHAPTER 4

Randy woke as the sun was just coming up. He had heard Shelia moan when she moved during the night telling him that her body was hurting. His right arm had a large bruise when he had been thrown against the side of the plane. Quietly he slid out from under the blanket and put it back over Shelia but not before he took another look at her tits. Those nipples looked so inviting. Once he had his shoes on, he pulled his T-shirt back over his head and walked off to relieve himself.

Everything in the backpack was small and collapsible. Taking out the small pot he opened it and set it near the fire that had just started to grow in size after he had restoked it. Pouring half of their precious water into the pot he set it over the flames on a couple of strategically place flat rocks. They would need their energy today, so he opened two of the breakfast MREs and sat them in the water to warm. He had never been a big fan of the scrambled eggs and ham, but it would fill their bellies and give them energy.

He heard the low moan from the tent when Shelia finally tried to move. He knew she was going to be sore from the wreck so today they would have to just do the best they could. His mind worked trying to calculate which direction to go and how far they could get with what they had. Water was going to be the biggest concern for now and he looked to the distant hills. He could already feel the temperature starting to rise as the sun climbed higher into the shy.

Shelia moved slowly as she pulled her socks and shoes on. The need to relieve herself was starting to become urgent as she grabbed the roll of toilet paper and walked quickly to where she had gone the night before. Her shorts and panties were down the second she turned her back to the washed-out bank. The stream of urine was strong, but she could feel a dull ache deeper in her stomach. She could only push out a small fart again. She stayed squatted for several more minutes hoping her natural body functions would take over, but it was not happening.

Randy had the breakfast pouch laying on a rock when she walked back in. She could smell coffee, and her mouth watered at the thought of it. "You had better eat that before it turns back into yucky," Randy said offering her a spoon to eat it with. He held the fork in his own hand. "The coffee is boiling, and it will be ready in just a couple of minutes. nothing beats the taste of good ole camp coffee," he added.

Ripping the pouch open Shelia looked inside. The eggs and ham mixture didn't smell all that bad but the sight of it was another story. But she didn't complain and started eating. She watched Randy set the pot of boiling coffee off to the side of the fire to let it cool down. She watched him carefully pour a small amount of water from the canteen into the pot to settle the grounds. He had two small collapsible cups, and he handed her one.

Carefully he poured each of them a cup so they would be able to drink it while they ate. "How far do you think those mountains are?" Randy asked nodding with his head in the direction he was looking. Shelia turned her head so she could look in the direction he was looking. She could see the distant blue hills and took a sip of her coffee before she answered.

"At least twenty miles," she answered. "Probably closer to thirty," she added. She was trying to remember what she knew of the area but it she couldn't really comment on anything due to the fact they didn't know exactly where they were. She knew they had flown off course, but she had no way of knowing how far. And how far had they flown when she made the circle to line up on the space where they crashed.

"We are going to be needing water by tomorrow," Randy said. "And those mountains are going to be our best bet for finding any. We are going to have to ration what little water we have and hope we can find a small tank or something holding some water. This is not going to be a fun day," he said throwing his empty breakfast pouch into the dying fire. He divided what was left of the coffee leaving just a little in the bottom to swirl around to get the grounds out.

They broke camp and Shelia helped Randy get everything back into the pack. She had been camping several times with friends but not like this. There had always been a way out and they had always known where they were. But this was different. There was a growing chance that they might not make it, and she was very aware of that. She felt better that she was not alone and if she was going to have to go through this, she was Glad it was with Randy.

Her body still ached as she walked beside Randy. The mountains seemed so far away, and the heat was rising steadily. They stopped every half hour to rest, and she noticed that Randy only took small sips of water leaving more for her. She had many times scoffed at the idea of an Alpha male taking care of her, but now she was seeing it happen with her own eyes. Wither conscious or unconscious he was doing what nature guided him to do.

The ground was starting to get more rugged and broken the closer they got to the mountains. Their progress had been steady until now walking across mostly level ground. The mountains were definitely closer, but they would not reach them before dark. Shelia could see the weariness in Randy and when they stopped to rest, she had decided she was going to carry the backpack for a while. She noticed the water was almost the same when Randy handed her the canteen.

Randy stopped her when he saw her pick up the pack. "I can carry it for a while," Shelia said getting ready to argue with him if he tried to stop her for some macho chauvinistic reason. Randy could read all of that in her face and posture as he gave her a weak smile. He had never been as impressed with a woman as he was with her. Taking the pack from her shoulder, he propped it against a rock and opened the top. Shelia watched as the butt of a rifle came into view. Handing it to her he shuffled around inside until he pulled a short rifle barrel out.

"Break down rifle," he said looking at her. "It weighs about 7 pounds. The pack will be lighter for you," he added taking the other half of the gun from her. He sat and assembled the short rifle. He dug into the pack one more time and this time he brought out a box of cartridges. The box said 300 BLK on the side of the box. Shelia watched as randy dropped the gate down at the bottom of the rifle and loaded several rounds into the clip attached there.

"It's pretty much useless unless it's loaded," Randy said snapping the gate closed again and working the lever bringing a live round into the chamber. "About all it's good for is a club if you're close enough or you could throw it at someone or something I guess," he added looking at Shelia to see if she was going to object. Guns in Australia had been illegal for several years since the government had taken that right away from the people. But they were allowed under certain circumstances and with permits.

Shelia said nothing as she pulled the backpack over her shoulders. Inside she was smiling. They walked for another half hour before Randy said something she didn't quite hear. He was kneeling down when she reached him, and he motioned for her to drop down beside him. He slowly pointed down the small hill in front of them. Looking to where he was pointing, she could see the white spots of a Fallow deer walking through the brush.

"They know where water is," Randy said in a soft whisper. "Stay here and I'll be back in a little bit. I can follow them a lot quieter that both of us," he added as he stood. He was above the deer and a good distance from it. Moving quietly Randy watched the nervous deer as it moved along a light game trail. Shelia watched him go and when he was out of sight and she was sure she wouldn't frighten the deer she grabbed the roll of toilet paper and stepped back behind some rocks.

Her stomach was starting to ache now. She hadn't pooped since the morning before she had left Darwin. Dropping her shorts and pulling her panties down she squatted. her urine splattered between her feet, and she was glad for the relief. She stayed squatting for several more minutes. Straining hard she tried to get things to move inside her but all she managed was a small very smelly fart. She tried standing and rubbing her belly hard hoping she might get something to break loose, but she could feel nothing but the dull ache. What a time for her to get corked up she thought to herself as she quietly moved back to where she had left the pack.

CHAPTER 5

Randy sat and watched the shy deer as it stopped and listened for almost a full minute before it slipped down between some large rocks. He sat and watched the surrounding area once he lost sight of the deer but could see nothing else moving except for the bees that constantly flew in that direction. He knew he had found a water source but still sat and waited not wanting to scare the deer. After several minutes the deer reappeared and skittered around several rocks and was gone.

Randy edged closer to where the deer had disappeared not wanting to scare anything that might be there drinking. Randy felt the temperature change the minute he walked around the huge rock. He could hear the sound of water splashing as he drew closer to the source. Edging around one last rock he saw the small bowl that held the life-giving water. The sound of bees was heavy in the air around him and he watched closely for poisonous snakes.

The bowl was stone having been shaped by the running water over several thousands of years. It held several hundreds of gallons of water with a small stream of water trickling out from between rocks keeping it filled. Paths came from all directions through the rocks indicating this was the only source of water in the area. Dropping onto his stomach Randy lowered his face down to the cold water. Slowly he drank and then drank again.

Shelia was waiting for him right where he had left her. She could tell right away from the look of him he had found water. She smiled when he told her to quietly follow him. He led her the same way he had gone and returned. He made sure there were no other animals around before her led her to the bowl. Her reaction was the same as his. He watched as she laid on her stomach and dropped her face down into the cold water. He cussed under his breath as he looked down at her tight ass and smiled when he felt his cock starting to harden. He was for sure going to look her up when all this was done.

Taking the canteen, he dropped a small filter into the neck and pushed the canteen under the surface of the water. Bubbles rose as the canteen filled, and he watched the direction the flowed. The water was moving toward the far side of the bowl. "Take your shoes and socks off and wash your feet right there," Randy told her pointing to the edge where the bubbles had floated to. "Look for blisters or sores. We still have a long way to go, and our feet need to be in good condition," he added.

Shelia nodded and started pulling her shoes off. It took several minutes for the canteen to fill, and Randy watched as she pulled her socks off. Two of the prettiest feet he had ever seen were soon in the water. He had always looked at women's feet when they wore sandals and flip-flops and he liked to think he could judge how a woman took care of herself by her feet. With the canteen full Randy joined her putting his own bare feet in the water letting the water cool them.

"Give me your feet," he said with authority in his voice she wouldn't argue with him. Shelia complied and turning lifted her bare foot out of the water and placed it in his hand. It was all Randy could do to keep from bringing the pretty thing to his lips and kiss it. He checked both feet and found nothing to be alarmed about and checked both of his feet also. Putting their shoes back on Randy shouldered the backpack and picked up the rifle.

"It's getting dark. Why don't we just stay here," Shelia asked. "There's plenty of room over there," she added indicating a flat spot a few yards from the water. Randy shook his head.

"This may be the only water for several miles around. If we stay here no other animals will come down here to drink and that's not fair to them. We'll make camp several hundred yard from here so they can't smell or hear us," Randy said. Shelia thought about that for a few seconds. She had never thought of that, but it was true. Her respect for this man just went up another notch and she followed him back the way they had come.

They set up camp about 1/4 of a mile from the trail. Randy had a fire going in no time and he handed her a couple of trail bars for dinner. Filling the pot with water he set in on a couple of flat stones to boil for the coffee and sat down to eat his bars. He had two more MREs left in the backpack, but he knew it would not be enough to get them down out of the mountains. The odds of them finding a small town in the foothills was pretty good once they found a road. But once again they had no idea where they were. Of course, they would be looking for them, but the bush covered a lot of territory.

Taking the toilet paper Randy went out into the darkness to relieve himself. He took the opportunity to stand beside a tree and jack his cock off. It had been several days since he had had a chance to empty his balls. His mind thought of the shape of Shelia's ass when he had watched her drinking and the feel of her bare feet in his hands. He remembered the feel of her hard nipples the night before and he thought about how she might be under different circumstances.

He felt his cock swell in his hand, and he tightened his grip imagining he was pushing it deep into one of Shelia's holes. He felt his balls tighten up as they started pumping huge wads of semen through his cock. Several large wads flew from the tip of his cock as his hips bucked. Using one of the wet wipes he wiped the length of his softening cock before he pulled his pants back up and walked back to camp.

"My turn," Shelia said as he walked back into the light reaching out for the paper and wipes. She walked out into the darkness and found some bushes where she pulled her shorts and panties down. She pissed and then started straining again. Nothing moved inside her bowels and the discomfort in her stomach was starting to become an issue. Wiping herself with the wet wipes she pulled her panties and shorts back up and walked back to the fire.

"What's wrong?" were the first words out of Randy's mouth when he saw her walk in. He was scared that she had been bitten by a snake or spider that she didn't see. He looked her over as she walked toward him, but he could see nothing other than the look on her pretty face. She was silent as she sat down looking at the ground. Randy sat watching her still watching for signs of being snake bit.

"I can't go," she finally said in a soft voice. Randy sat looking at her trying to decipher what she was talking about. There was several seconds of silence and then she finally blurted out. "I can't poop! You wouldn't happen to have anything in that bag that could help with that do you?" she asked looking at him rather defiantly waiting on him to make some smart remark. But he sat with a solemn look on his face. Inside he was laughing his ass off, but he dared not laugh out loud.

"In a roundabout way," he replied. "How long since you went last?" he asked trying to keep the grin off his face. He was thankful that the fire was no brighter than it was. Shelia was quiet watching him. What the hell did in a roundabout way mean? He was still waiting for the answer.

"The day before I left Darwin," she answered. "And I didn't have to go when I picked you up in Sydney, and we sure as hell weren't supposed to crash before we got back to Darwin," she added. Randy could hear the frustration in her voice. "So, in a roundabout answer, four days," Shelia said looking at him as he stood and walked to the backpack. She watched him find and open a first aid kit. Looking in the soft light of the fire he found what he was looking for. Shelia could see the foil packets of Vaseline in his hand. "What are you going to do, shove a stick up my ass?" she asked as he closed the kit and put it back.

"No. My cock. In the morning," Randy answered. "It's time for sleep," he said. "Take all your clothes off," he added. "They will be in the way in the morning. We can talk in the tent," he said throwing a few more large sticks on the fire to keep it smoking till morning. Shelia sat looking at him stunned for a couple of minutes before she moved to the tent opening. Once again, she sat in the opening and pulled her shoes and socks off. and then slid back into the tent to take the rest of her clothes off.

Randy was just a couple of minutes later laying the rifle alongside the tent wall. he pulled his clothes off too and slid under the blanket next to Shelia. He didn't try to cuddle or spoon with her he just lay there on his back and listened to the night. Shelia lay on her side with her back to him with her eyes open wondering what would happen in the morning. Finally, she had to know.

"So, what's going to happen in the morning?" she asked in a quiet voice. Randy knew she was nervous thinking about what he had said. He could have probably handled it better than just blurting out he was going to shove his cock up her ass, but sometimes there is no way to sugar coat things.

"In the morning I'm going to have to piss really bad. The Vaseline is to grease the head of my cock so I can push it past your sphincter once it gets hard enough. Then if everything works right my urine will work like an enema and hopefully you will be able to go," Randy said in a softly.

"Will that work?" Shelia asked. "I've never had anything in my ass before," she added thinking about what he had said. She could feel her cunt tingle and her clit starting to get hard. She was no stranger to masturbation. Lord knows she had spent several nights alone with her legs spread wide rubbing her clit or holding a wand against it while she fantasized about a man getting ready to breed her. A man like Randy.

"I had a girlfriend that used to love getting enemas," Randy said continuing to talk softly in the darkness. "And sometimes when we went somewhere and didn't have one of her bags along with us, I used to do it to her that way. She would rub her clit while I was doing it. It sometimes got kind of messy but we both loved it," he said. He was quiet after that, and Shelia could feel the wetness starting to grow between her legs.

"Did you fuck her before you pulled your cock out?" Shelia asked. She could feel Randy shift in the dark.

"Oh yeah. She loved it when I did that to her," Randy said quietly remembering back.

"So, what happened to her? Why aren't you with her now if you got along so well?" Shelia asked not believing the edge of jealousy she heard in her own voice. Randy was quiet again and Shelia was scared she had stepped over some invisible line she shouldn't have stepped over.

"Do you remember that big apartment building fire that was in the news about three years ago?" Randy asked. Shelia did remember it. Fourteen people had died in that fire. "She died in that fire," Randy said. "And I couldn't do a fucking thing to help her," he added. Shelia thought she heard soft sob but said nothing.

"I'm sorry," Shelia said softly rolling over to put her arm over him. The day had caught up with them and soon they had both drifted off to sleep.

CHAPTER 6

Randy shook Shelia to wake her just as the sun was coming up. She had not slept well as the pain in her stomach would not let up. "Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs," Randy told her. She complied and turned her head to watch Randy tear open one of the Vaseline packs. She watched him spread a film over the smooth head of his cock. Her eyes opened wide when she saw how large it actually was. Randy wasted no time throwing the blanket to the side and laying over her. He dropped his chest down on her back keeping his hips raised. "It will help if you rub your clit once I get it in. You need to relax your rectum and let me in," Randy hissed into her ear.

Shelia could feel the smooth head against her anus and immediately she could feel her clit throb. She pushed her hand down under her hip and found her hard clit. She tried to relax her hole as Randy started pushing. She could feel her rectum starting to yield as Randy pushed. She could feel the burn as her hole was forced wider. She felt Randy give a firm push and then the huge cock head was inside her sphincter.

Shelia made fast circles with her fingers on her hard clit. She could feel Randy straining as he tried to make his internal muscles do what he wanted them to do. Finally, she felt the slight pressure and then the warm as Randy forced more of his urine into her bowels. Her body involuntarily tightened her rectum around the head of Randy's cock. She heard Randy moan but the pressure inside her bowels was still increasing.

Her orgasm came from nowhere. Suddenly her body was shaking uncontrollably, and she fought to keep her hips from jerking. She felt her body relax once she started coming down from her climax. That seemed to do the trick, and she could feel the desperate need to poop now. Randy was laying over her back breathing deeply. She felt his hips move and then her rectum spit out the smooth cock head. She pushed herself up to her hand and knees as Randy rolled onto his back resting.

Turning Shelia desperately worked to get the zipper up. Randy watched with a smile on his face having a perfect view of her swollen slick cunt and her quivering butthole. He knew she was fighting to keep his piss inside her ass and not have an accident in the tent. Finally, she got the zipper up and scrambled out. Randy watched through the slit in the tent flaps as she walked quickly out into the brush totally naked to empty her bowels.

Shelia stepped lightly watching where she placed her bare feet as she scrambled toward the brush. She could feel her asshole fighting to keep the liquid inside her as she moved. Finally, she made it behind the same brush she had squatted behind last night. Squatting down again she relaxed everything. Her piss started spraying from the tiny hole and her rectum opened. She could feel the cramps moving the large mass down to her anus. She felt her body straining as her rectum was forced open even wider.

The cramps wouldn't stop, and she pushed even harder. Her rectum was screaming when she finally pushed the huge brown ball out. She watched it land between her bare feet with a soft thud. She couldn't believe the size of it, but it was soon covered by softer fecal matter the enema brought out of her. She stayed squatted down for several more minutes, having to push as more of her shit landed on the large pile beneath her. She looked up when she heard the footsteps.

"It worked," she said looking up at Randy. He held the roll of toilet paper and the pack of wet wipes in his hand. He took a large gamble when he unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. Pushing them down over his hips along with his underwear. His semi-hard cock was in Shelia's face the instant it was free. He waited to see what she would do and breathed a sigh of relief when she leaned forward and took the head into her warm mouth.

Shelia didn't have much experience with men having dated only a couple. She soon found they would lose interest in her when they found she was a bit reluctant to do anything sexual for them. She knew she was very pretty, and she could turn any man's head when she walked by. But now she could feel something change inside her. Here she was squatting down over a pile of her shit. The humiliation of that burned into her mind.

For some reason Shelia knew she was supposed to be there. She was pleasuring her man with her mouth as he stood over her. She would need to sort all of that stuff out in her mind later. The feel of the hard cock in her mouth told her this was right. She knew she was not very good at what he had asked her to do but she wanted to do the best she could for him. She moved her mouth up and down the long thick shaft feeling the huge veins that ran on the underside.

She could feel soft cramps still rolling down through her bowels and she didn't try to hold anything in when the wave reached her softened rectum. A glob of soft shit and a small squirt of liquid landed on top of the pile. She knew now she belonged with Randy if he would have her. She was starting to doubt her oral skills when Randy dropped the toilet paper and wipes and grabbed the back of her head. Closing her eyes she tightened her mouth around the hard shaft and let Randy face fuck her.

Feeling his hard cock moving in and out of her mouth made her even more determined. She dropped her hand down to her swollen clit and started making soft circles again. She could feel another orgasm starting to build as she moved her tongue around Randy's cock as it fucked her mouth. She could tell he was getting close, and this drove her own orgasm even faster. Suddenly Randy pushed hard shoving the head of his hard cock down her throat.

Shelia's orgasm hit her suddenly and her body started shaking hard. Randy held her face hard against his pelvis as he emptied his balls directly into her stomach. Shelia had never experienced anything like this before, and she took deep gulps of air when Randy let her head go. "I'm sorry," Randy said trying the catch his breath. "I shouldn't have made you do that," he added closing his pants. Reaching down he picked up the toilet paper and wipes and handed them to Shelia.

Shelia was still taking deep breaths when she looked up at him. There were tears in her eyes from being denied air for so long and her legs were tired from squatting for so long. Randy helped her to stand with his free hand, and she stumbled just a bit as her legs straightened. She was in his arms as soon as she was standing. His arms were around her and he pulled her naked body tightly to him as he kissed her. She held nothing back as her lips opened for him to explore with his tongue.

Randy said nothing as he turned and walked back towards the camp. Shelia wiped and cleaned between her ass cheeks making sure she cleaned her wet cunt too. She stepped carefully once more as she made her way back to the camp. Randy had the fire going again and the water set close to boil for coffee. The MREs were in the pot warming when she walked up. She liked the way Randy looked at her as she walked seeming to enjoy looking at her. She was going to have one hell of a time trying to keep her cunt from getting wet.

Randy took off toward the water hole again to fill the canteen full before they started walking again. Her stomach felt so much better now that her bowels had been emptied. She did her best to pack the backpack as tightly as she could. Her eyes froze on the four packets of Vaseline, and she felt her rectum tighten. She was glad Randy had good control over his urges. She knew it must have been extremely difficult for him to not push when the head of his cock was inside her ass.

Randy complimented her on how well the Backpack was put back together. She felt uplifted at the compliment and smiled as he handed her the full canteen to clip to her belt. Shouldering the pack and picking up the rifle he started out toward the mountains up ahead. Shelia's eyes fell on his tight ass as he walked away, and she could feel the wetness starting between her legs. Her mind was stuck remembering how the head of his cock felt pushing into her rectum. Her mind thought back to the conversation from the night before.

"Tell me about the enemas you used to give her," Shelia said hoping it was okay to talk about her. She had never had one before this morning but the feeling of the warm urine pushing into her packed colon had made an impression on her.

"Her name was Elli," Randy said over his shoulder. "She was a paramedic for the city. She told me she learned about them while she was in training. She said just the thought of them made her horny and she bought a two-liter bag to experiment with. She told me she was hooked on them the first time she took one," Randy said as he walked. "She had been doing them for about a year when I met her and I'll admit I was intrigued by the idea of her doing them. I knew she was the one when she shared that with me. She sucked me off the first time she let me watch her take one. My cock was so hard listening to her moan while that bag emptied into her knowing where the water was going and what was going to happen when it was done," he said.

Shelia listened to his story as she walked behind him. The vision of what he was describing was vivid in her mind. Seeing her on her knees with Randy's huge cock in her mouth. Her ass filling with warm water from the bag hanging over her. "Did you do it often?" Shelia asked not wanting his story to end. The terrain was getting hillier now as they moved into the foothills. The temperature was getting cooler as the mountains drew closer.

"Yes, she loved me to give them to her on her days off. She even ordered a huge four-liter bag and a nozzle that would inflate in her ass so she couldn't let it out. She told me she wanted me to be able to see her belly when it was swollen and be made to hold it in until I thought it was long enough," Randy said. "She told me she liked me seeing her like that. And God knows I did. She wouldn't let me close the clamp until the whole bag was inside, even when she started whimpering from the pain. She said that was the way I deserved to see her," he added.

Shelia was letting his story sink in as she walked. Elli was the kind of woman she found herself wanting to be. Strong and independent when she was working but soft and submissive when she was with Randy. The thought of her wanting Randy to see her with a water swollen belly and suffering for him making sure all four liters were inside her.

"And did you make her hold it?" Shelia asked still not wanting to story to end. "How long did you make her hold them?" she asked not letting him answer the first question. Randy smiled as he walked ahead of her watching for any kind of trail. They stopped a few minutes later for rest and to drink some water. Randy sat down on a fallen log and Shelia sat next to him unclipping the canteen from her belt. They both drank deeply now that the canteen was full and being pretty sure they would find water again.

"Yes, and sometimes all afternoon," Randy answered looking at Shelia. "She loved it when I controlled her. And she loved being naked for me," he added. Randy remembered how beautiful Shelia looked walking toward him this morning. How proud her breasts were and how hard her nipples had been. The small patch of pubic hair just above her cunt was burned into his brain. The long slender legs and those beautiful feet. Shelia was very aware of Randy sitting next to her, remembering how he kissed her and the feel of his cock in her mouth.

"I liked what you made me do this morning," Shelia blurted out. "I don't have a lot of experience pleasuring a man, but you made me feel like I did it right," she said. "And I was wondering if you would do that to me again to make sure things don't start backing up again," she added looking down at the ground. Randy felt his cock twitch when she asked. He turned his head to look at her. There was a deep look on his face as if he was in deep thought. Then he stood up.

"Get your shorts and panties off and lay over that log over there," he ordered her. He looked down at her to see if she would comply. There was a stern look on his face as if daring her to refuse him. She felt her body shudder as she stood up. Her cunt was instantly wet, and she could feel her clit starting to throb. She unbuckled her belt and opened the button and pushed the zipper of her shorts down. Reaching into her front pocket she gripped the packet of Vaseline before she pushed her shorts and panties down over her hips. She let them drop around her shoes and carefully stepped out of them. Handing the packet to Randy she turned toward the log.

In a daze she walked toward the log Randy had indicated before. There was no bark left on the old log having been worn away by weather. The log was smooth, and Shelia started straight ahead as she laid herself over it and waited. She didn't have to wait long before she heard Randy behind her. With his foot he kicked her feet wider apart causing the cheeks of her ass to separate. Now he could see her winking brown star and how slick her cunt actually was. She could feel Randy standing behind he as he undid his pants and pushed them down over his hips.

Shelia felt the smooth cock head against her anus for the second time today. "Tell me what you want, Shelia," Randy said softly. Shelia didn't know how to respond to the statement.

"I want to please you," Shelia said. She could feel randy holding his cock, pushing forcing her anus inward but still not making it open. The thought of that morning came back clearly in her mind.

"Are you mine now Shelia," Randy asked. It was everything he could do not to shove hard with his hips. But he needed her to ask him, to beg him to take what was his. He heard the soft yes come from her mouth, but he needed her to admit what she needed. "Tell me what you need Shelia," he said putting more authority in his voice. He could feel her body starting to shake. Her need was becoming unbearable, and he knew with just one more little nudge she would break. "Tell me Shelia!" he said making his voice louder and harder trying to push her over the edge.

"OH GOD, SHOVE IT UP MY ASS PLEASE. I WANT TO SCREAM FROM THE PAIN!!" Shelia screamed. That was what Randy had been wanting to hear. He shoved hard with his hips forcing the head through her tight sphincter and all the way up her tight shit tube. The scream ripped from Shelia's chest, and she tried desperately to pull away from the burning agony her asshole had now become. She screamed non-stop as Randy gave several hard jabs with his hips driving every last inch into the tight sleeve.

Randy held still giving Shelia's bowels a chance to stop rebelling. Shelia knew she had just been broken and now she willing gave herself to her master. Her world came together now. She was where nature meant her to be. Randy was an Alpha, and she would stand beside him for as long as he wanted her and she silently hoped it would be until they were old. She felt the huge cock starting to move inside her now. She could feel everything as it moved through the tight hole until only the head was trapped just inside her rectum.

The hard brutal shove back in only added to what she was feeling. Bringing her hand over the log she found her swollen clit. She wasn't gentle as she started swiping her fingers fast across her spread twat lips striking her swollen clit each direction. The loud slapping sound could be heard above her grunts every time Randy bottomed his cock on her colon. She could feel the curve in her intestines straighten out along with the dull ach deep inside.

Her body only wanted the orgasm that was rising inside her. She wanted to feel more pain inside her guts and now she was starting to understand why Elli was always wanting Randy to give her huge painful enemas. Now she herself wanted them. To feel her stomach stretched and swollen and now she wanted Randy to see her that way too, just like Elli. Randy's thrusts were brutal now as he made sure he bottomed every time. Her orgasm was there now, and she tried to tighten her rectum so Randy would cum with her.

It worked as Randy rammed balls deep into her ass again and held. Randy bellowed like a bull as he started pumping his semen deep into Shelia's colon. Her own orgasm was rocking her body uncontrollably and her mind was starting to go blank. Randy bucked his hips hard making sure he was as deep as he could get. Shelia lay over the old log trying to catch her breath coming down from her orgasm when Randy pulled his hips back suddenly ripping his cock from Shelia's helpless ass. The sudden pain brough her back to life as she straightened reaching back between her ass cheeks with her hands.

Randy watched her dance around for a few seconds before she bent over still trying to ease the pain in her rectum. Wet farts and brown and white slime dropped from between her ass cheeks to drop on the ground. Randy had one more test to see if Shelia was truly his. "Clean my cock," he demanded looking directly into Selia's eyes. There was a hint of defiance at the order but then the sweet surrender as she dropped to her knees in front of him.

He looked down as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She hesitated for a second as she caught a whiff of the brown slime on the underside of his now flaccid cock. Closing her eyes she lifted the cock with her hand so she could clean him. He let her lick until he was sure she understood that she belonged to him now. Walking back to the pack he found the wipes and finished cleaning his own cock. He handed the wipes to Shelia and watched as she cleaned herself.

Pulling up his pants he sat at the base of a huge tree. "Come here," he said to Shelia. "Leave those off," he told her as she reached for her shorts and panties. Shelia left them there and walked to where Randy was sitting. Reaching his hand up he took Shelia's hand and pulled her down into his lap. Her arms were around him the second she was settled. She started softly sobbing into his shoulder as he held her tightly to him.

She was his now to protect and care for. He knew she was an AFP officer, but she was still a woman and now she was his woman. "There is nothing left for me back in Sydny," Randy said softly. "I have some money saved up and I think I'll give Darwin a shot," he added. "You're mine now and I will do everything in my power to make you happy," he said. Shelia hugged him tighter not wanting to let him go. He had taken a big gamble when he let his guard down to let her in but now, he was glad he did.

"I 'm not going to try and take Elli's place," Shelia said softly. "But I want to order the enema bag and nozzle like you use on her when we make it out of this mess," she added. She could feel Randy's arms tighten around her. "Would you like to see me like that with my stomach swollen?" She asked quietly. "Could we find a place in the country so I can walk around like that for as long as you want me to?" she asked. Randy gave a soft chuckle.

"Yes, to both questions," Randy answered. " But we need to make a few more miles today. Leave you shorts and panties off. The underbrush here isn't too bad and you will thank me later," he added. Shelia stood and reached down to help pull Randy up. Randy chuckled as he was pulled to his feet, and his arms were around her in a second. Looking down at her he lowered his lips and kissed her softly.

CHAPTER 7

They walked for several more miles. Shelia had to suddenly stop three different times. She only had time to spread her feet before a wad of brown slime was forced through her rectum. It splattered on the ground and was followed by a loud watery fart. Randy looked back with an amused grin on his face. "Now you know why I told you to leave them off," he said and walked on. Shelia didn't even bother to clean her ass the second time.

They could hear water running a couple of hours later and found themselves standing beside a quickly running stream. Walking down stream they found a clearing where the water slowed down to flow into a natural bowl formed from rushing water from storms past. But now the water looked clear and inviting. "You wouldn't happen to have some soap and shampoo in the pack somewhere, would you?" Shelia asked with a hopeful look on her face.

Randy smiled and reached into a pouch inside the pack. He brought out a small bar of Ivory soap and a small bottle of Herbal shampoo. Shelia squealed with delight and rushed into his arm and kissed him. The look of joy on her face was what it was all about for him. He watched as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and released the clasp of her bra. Her breasts were beautiful as the swung into view. After she sat and pulled her shoes and socks off, she stepped down into the cold water. Randy watched as her nipples got even harder and stuck out more prominently from the brown areolas.

Randy had a fire going by the time she stepped out of the water shivering. Randy pointed to a spot of sunshine for her to warm up in. He found his comb and a thin brush and handed them to her. Taking the soap and shampoo he stood on the side of the stream and stripped naked. Shelia looked at his hard muscles and found herself wanting him again. Her rectum was still sore from the ass fucking he had given her earlier that day. She made small talk as Randy bathed in the cold water, and he joined her in the spot of sunshine after he stepped out.

"We only have three trail bars left," Randy said after they had dressed. "If we don't find a town or a road tomorrow, I'm going to have to kill a deer, or we are going to go hungry," he said. Shelia nodded her understanding. They each ate one bar and made coffee to drink. Randy was thankful he loved coffee and always made sure he wouldn't run out when he was in the bush. I was starting to get dark when Randy stood up.

"I'm going up that hill right there and look around," Randy said. Shelia nodded knowing she would only slow him down. "Keep the fire going so I'll be able to see it when I'm coming back in the dark," he said as he started toward the hill. Randy climbed for close to twenty minutes before he reached the top of the hill. His eyes searched in the growing darkness until he spotted a small light in the distance. Watching for several minutes Randy knew he was watching a set of headlights moving through the darkness.

Shalia did a good job of keeping the fire bright enough that he could see it as he dropped back off the hill. He softly called to her as he got closer so he wouldn't frighten her. She was looking into the darkness as he stepped out into the light. He could tell from the look of relief on her face she had been frightened while he was gone. He could tell she wanted to rush into his arms, but she held herself in check.

"Ther's a road over that way," Randy said pointing back up the hill. "It looks to be in a valley. I couldn't really tell how far because it was dark," he added. " We should be able to reach it by early afternoon if we keep moving," he said. Randy felt the day catching up with him and stood to collect some more wood for the fire. "It's bedtime again," he said to Shelia as he walked out several yards collecting dry limbs.

Shelia sat in the opening and pulled her shoes and socks off and climbed into the tent. Randy sat down and pulled his shoes and socks off. Shelia watched as he pulled his t-shirt over his head. She could barely see the muscles in his back work. Laying the rifle next to the wall again he pulled the zipper down closing the flap. He struggled out of his pants and underwear before he climbed under the blanket. Shelia didn't hesitate and he brought her naked body tightly against his. Randy could smell to soft scent of Ivory soap and Herbal shampoo.

Randy woke to the feel of Sheila's warm mouth moving up and down his hard shaft. For a woman that didn't have a lot of experience pleasuring men she sure was a fast learner. She moved slow letting him enjoy the feel of her warm mouth. When she pulled her mouth off of his hard cock and dropped her mouth down and pulled one of his nuts into her mouth it took him by surprise. He grunted when she pushed his ball to the top of her mouth and pushed hard with her tongue. The other ball got the same treatment before she moved her mouth back over his cock.

Shelia held his hips down not allowing him to move making this a gift to her man. She could tell he was getting close, and she slowly increased her effort. Randy moved his hand until he found her round ass. Slowly he moved his hingers between her ass cheeks until he found her rectum. Slowly and softly, he made circles with his finger. Shelia felt him tighten up and she pushed her tongue to the back of her mouth so seal her throat off.

The first huge wad hit the back of her mouth and Shelia wrapped her lips tightly around the pulsing shaft. Slowly she moved her mouth up and down feeling each and every huge wad Randy's balls pumped into her mouth. She had never tasted a man's semen before and now she had a mouthful of it. Randy watched as she gave the tip an extra little suck making sure she had all of his cum in her mouth. He watched her close her eyes and move her tongue inside her mouth.

The taste was salty and bitter at the same time, and she felt a small orgasm shake her own body. Randy watched as she swallowed seeming to savor every last taste she could find. She now knew why women say they become addicted to the taste of cum. Opening her eyes she saw Randy smiling at her. "I love the taste," she said smiling back.

Randy dressed first and stepped away to relieve his bladder while Shelia dressed. He had the fire heating water for coffee by the time Shelia got back from taking care of her business. Randy handed Shelia the last trail bar and sprinkled some cold water into the coffee to settle the grounds. Shelia was about to refuse the trail bar when Randy smiled and told her to eat it

They moved out as soon as they broke camp. The hills slowed them down a bit but by three o'clock they were standing in the middle of a gravel road. They waited for close to an hour before they heard the sound of an engine getting closer. The man that stopped was an older man with grey hair. "Where you two headed?" he asked.

"To any town that has a phone," Randy said. Shelia explained what they had been through the last few days, and the old man listened intently.

" So, you two are from the plane that went missing a few days ago," the old man said. "They said there were no survivors," he added. They made small talk until the cafe/motel came into sight. They thanked the man for the ride and made their way to the cafe. They both ordered a steak well done with all the trimmings then asked to use the phone for official police business. The APF said they would have a car there for them in the morning. They ate dinner and then got separate rooms for the night not wanting to create any kind of controversy being in the same room.

The car was there to pick them up at 7:00 sharp and they made good time back into Darwin. Randy gave his deposition, and warrants were issued, and the matter was set in motion. Randy's ex-boss confessed once he was confronted with the evidence and took the plea deal the government offered.

CHAPTER 8

Once the case was settled Randy and Shelia no longer had to hide their relationship. They had found a nice house a few miles out of the city limits with close to one hundred acers attached to it. It had a beautiful lawn and three natural spring fed ponds. It took Shelia less than an hour to drive to her precinct and Randy had landed a good job working in one of the wildlife parks/preserves. He sometimes didn't make it home to her, but he always called. She knew sometimes he was on the far side of the huge preserve, and it made no sense for him to even try and make it home.

Shelia had waited almost a month before she had ordered the huge enema bag and two of the inflating nozzles. She loved Randy more than life itself and she knew she was loved by him. The time they spent together would have been enough by itself, but the story Randy had told her while they had been in the bush was burned into her mind. The morning, he had helped her with her problem was one she played over and over in her mind.

She had spent the nights Randy couldn't make it home on the computer learning everything she could about enemas. And when she would stop by the drug store or the market on her way home when she discovered a new enema so she would always have the right ingrediencies for them. The punishment enemas were the ones she studied the most, making copies of them and putting them in a three-ring binder. She had planned at some point to make it a present to Randy.

The packages had arrived Wednesday while she was at work and were waiting in the huge mailbox when she got home. Her fingers were trembling as she opened each of the packages. The huge silicon bag took her breath away. Randy would be home Friday evening, and she knew he would be tired. He would probably sleep in Saturday morning giving her a chance to set everything up. She could see in her mind Randy making her take that massive load up her ass.

Their huge back yard made things perfect. The frame for the clothesline was the perfect height if she was on her hands and knees. The grass was always green thanks to the sprinklers that came on every night to water. Randy always mowed on Sunday, so Saturday was going to be perfect. Shelia could feel the wetness that was always present when she was home.

She never wore clothes anymore when Randy was home. They could see anyone coming for over a mile away and they were the only house down this road. So, if the vehicle was coming down the road they were coming here, but Shelia always had time to slip a sundress over her nakedness. That had only happened once when a salesman happened to be making rounds in the area.

Randy called her Thursday night, and they spent over an hour having phone sex. She loved the orgasms, but they were nowhere near as intense as when she was servicing Randy's cock in person. He was going to be home Friday evening just like she had thought. She could tell he was happy by the sound of his voice. And this made her happy in turn. She came up with her plan as she drove back home Friday afternoon.

Randy would be home by dark and as always, she would meet him at the door bare ass naked. It never took him long to get his clothes off and he would have his cock buried in her cunt in no time. He had ass fucked her several times, but her cunt was always wet when he got home. She wrote her letter and put it in an envelope that read open at 10:00 on the front. Walking outside she drove two tent stakes into the ground with a hammer with a short light chain attached to each.

Randy was horny as hell when he got home and seeing a naked Shelia was all it took. She was in his arms in a heartbeat and there was nothing fake about the way they wanted each other. Randy had his cock buried in her cunt the second they were on the bed. Randy knew how to breed her for sure and silently she hoped someday that would become a reality. She would love nothing more than to be the mother of his children. But for now, she had other plans.

Randy slept till 8:30 Saturday morning. He knew Shelia would be awake before then, but she always knew how tired he was when he got home. He loved his job at the preserve but sometimes it took a lot out of him. He could smell the coffee long before he got to the kitchen and it drew him like a beacon. Shelia was there making breakfast for him and soon he was eating a meal fit for a king.

He slipped off the take a shower and shave when he was done eating. Shelia worked fast setting everything up. She filled the huge bag half full before she added the liquid glycerin. She had read that the glycerin made your bowels push. After she finished filling the bag she gave the bottle of Castile soap a long squirt into the open top. Connecting the huge bag to the inflating nozzle she quickly carried the bag outside and hung it over two tent stakes.

After setting the letter, a pair of nipple clamps, a ball gag, and a pair of leather cuffs and a tube of K-Y jelly on the breakfast counter she stood beside it and waited. Randy stood silent as he took in the scene before him. Shelia stood beside the counter with her proud breasts sticking out. She stood straight and silent as he walked in. Taking in everything on the counter he smiled. Glancing at the clock he saw that it was 10:04 and he picked up the envelope. Glancing at Shelia, he opened it and took out the letter and read.

"My Dearest Love.

Since the moment we first met I have been yours. I loved the way you took care of me when we were in the bush. I know when I had my problem it was everything you could do to keep from pushing yourself in all the way. That would not have been very fun for me. When I was over the log you were brutal, and I loved it.

There is a full bag hanging in the back yard with an inflating nozzle attached. The things laying on the counter I have bought for you to use on me. I will add to our collection as our journey continues. Please tie this bitch down by her tits and make sure she takes the full load up her ass. The ball gag will keep her quiet, so you don't have to listen to her beg you to stop. The cuffs will make sure her she can't defend her ass when you drive your cock into her water filled colon. Be brutal my love. With all my love and with all my heart

Shelia"

Randy read the short letter again. He could feel his cock starting to get hard as he looked at Shelia. She looked straight ahead and said nothing. Walking to the window over the sink he looked out into the back yard. Sure, enough there was a huge enema bag hanging from the clothesline with the nozzle draped over the steel S hook. Randy could feel his heartbeat quickening as he picked up the ball gag and stepped behind Shelia.

Shelia opened her mouth and let Randy push the ball behind her teeth. She felt him connect the buckle. He cuffed her hands in front instead of behind her back like she thought he would. Snapping the cap open on the lubricant he squeezed out a large dollop on his fingers and stepped behind Shelia once again. Without a word he found her rectum and brutally shover two fingers into her knuckles deep. He used his fingers to fuck her ass for several seconds before he pulled his fingers out.

He held his hand up for Shela to see. A smelly brown paste and a small brown nugget clung to his fingers. He held them under Shelia's nose, so she had no choice but to smell them. She could feel the slickness moving down the inside of her bare thighs. She had fantasized about this for so long and now Randy was going to make it happen for her. Grabbing the nipple clamps and the K-Y Randy slid the large glass door open and waited for Shelia to walk out.

The grass felt good soft under her bare feet as she walked to the hanging bag. Looking down Randy could see the tent stakes that Shelia had driven into the ground. Her nipples were sticking out even more than usual this morning indicating how horny she was. Usually, Randy would take a couple of minutes and nurse on each one so she could feel the pleasure from them. But this morning Shelia's letter had put him a different mood.

Pushing the end of one of the nipple clamps Randy forced the jaw open. Putting her nipple through the open jaw He grabbed it with his fingers and pulled even more into the jaws. He slowly let the jaws close on her tender nipple and the whimper from her gagged mouth was music to his ears. He did the same with her other nipple and in just a couple of minutes she was kneeling in the grass.

They were Clover Leaf nipple clamps designed to pinch tighter the harder you pulled on them. The hand in the middle of her back made her drop her tits over the tent stakes. She was glad now that Randy hadn't cuffed her hands behind her back giving her something to rest her upper body on. The clamps bit hard as Randy connected the short chains to each of them. Now every time she moved the clamps would bite harder.

"Spread your knees," was the only command from Randy. The nipple clamps bit every time she moved her body. Soft whimpers were all she could make. She heard the snap of the K-Y cap, and she knew he was lubricating the nozzle he was about to shove up her ass. She could feel her cunt starting to swell and the throb of her clit. She knew there were probably strands of clear mucus hanging from her cunt and she dearly wanted to rub herself.

Shelia felt the tip of the nozzle as Randy started pushing it into her helpless ass. Her fantasy was quickly becoming a reality. She tried to relax her anus as Randy pushed and in just a few seconds she felt her rectum tighten around the balloon. She heard a couple of puffs before she felt the balloon inside her starting to swell. Eleven good firm pumps later and Shelia whimpered telling Randy the balloon was inflated to a good size inside her ass. The firm tug was a surprise and the feel of the out balloon spreading her ass cheeks. She was now sealed from the inside so nothing could come out until the nozzle was deflated.

Shelia felt the nozzle in her ass move as Randy rolled the stop and in just a couple of seconds, she felt her first enema being delivered in her ass. She jerked forward when she felt the pressure building just inside her rectum. The bite of the nipple clamps brought her right back to her position instantly. Randy knew what was happening and closed the clamp. Shelia had never felt so desperate as when the pressure was building. She felt the pressure lessen suddenly as the enema found its path into her bowels.

Randy saw her body relax and knew the desperate feeling was gone. He opened the clamp to a slow but steady flow before he turned and walked back to the house. Shelia could feel her stomach slowly filling and could feel the cramps moving deeper. The nipple clamps prevented her from moving so all she could do was whimper as the enema forced its way deeper into her colon.

Randy watched for a minute or two from the house. His cock was hard, and he had just stepped out of his clothes. How had he gotten so luck as to find the woman kneeling under the enema bag being held in place by her tits. The bag was only about half empty, so he took his time walking back out. There were tears in Shelia's eyes and her soft whimpers weighed heavy on him, but he didn't reach for the clamp.

Shelia had no idea an enema would feel like this. The cramps were nonstop and getting harsher as the water moved deeper into her guts. She could feel her stomach slowly stretching and she could see a growing bulge down between her tits. Her cunt was still leaking clear strings of mucus hanging until they dropped off in the grass. Was this the way they felt to Elli when she begged Randy to make her take the full bag?

Randy stood above her and listened to her soft sobs as the level in the bag slowly dropped. His cock had a continuous string of pre-cum hanging from it. The thought of what she had asked him to do to her kept his cock hard. Taking pity on her he kneeled down and reached between her cunt lips and found her hard clit. She whimpered even louder when he started making circles over the slick nub. He felt the temperature of her cunt change and he could feel it getting warmer.

The clear secretions had now turned into a white cream that dripped steadily from her spread twat onto the grass. Randy could smell the strong musky scent as his woman came into heat. Reaching up he rolled the flow lever until it was full open letting the last pint force its way in. Reaching underneath Shelia again he fumbled with the nipple clamps until both nipples were free. She screamed into the ball gag as the blood rushed back into them. She could feel her orgasm getting closer.

Working quickly, he freed her hands and pushed her down on her swollen belly. Reaching for the tube of K-Y he squeezed out a thin strip and smeared it over the smooth head of his cock. Throwing his leg over her bare thighs he used his feet to keep her legs spread. The bag was empty now and Sheila was crying and sobbing from the pain in her guts. Randy sat on her thighs and though about letting her up, but he remembered her letter.

The feeling of meanness was back in him instantly as he looked down at Shelia's plugged asshole. He could only imagine what it would feel like inside her while her bowels worked to empty themselves. Gripping the black bulb, he pushed the button releasing the air in the balloon. He watched in amusement as the balloon between her ass cheeks got smaller. Stopping himself before he deflated the balloon inside her he reached for the buckle holding the ball gag behind her teeth.

Yes, he wanted to hear her moans.

Shelia pulled the gag out and begged Randy to let her up so she could shit. Randy chuckled as he reached for the inflator bulb. He was up on his knees with his cock in his hand as he pushed the button and listened to the air hiss out. The nozzle popped out as soon as it was small enough to be forced out her rectum. Randy held his cock and as soon as the nozzle blew out, he shoved hard. The head of his cock was in Shelia's rectum before anything could come out.

The feeling was indescribable as his cock was immediately engulfed in the warm mixture in her bowels. Randy lay down hard across Shelia's back so he could drive his cock in with his hips. He brutally drove it hard almost instantly causing Shelia's back to hump up. Her scream was beautiful to his ears and his balls had just slapped her spread cunt when she started heaving. He showed no mercy as he pulled his cock back and shoved it in full again. He could feel the warm slop being forced out around the shaft of his hard cock by her bowels.

Shelia had never felt pain like this before. Randy had just shoved his rock-hard cock balls deep in her ass. She could feel her back humping up and her scream was loud just before the vomit starting to blow from her mouth. She could feel her bowels trying to force the huge enema out around the hard shaft. Randy lay over her back as he brutally fucked her shitting hole still giving her no mercy. The last thought in her head just before she orgasmed was. "FUCK IT WORKED!!"