Christina's training - An essay for the Master

The master picked up a pear-shaped enema. The enema was about 500 ml in volume. The plastic spout of the enema was thin, the size of a pencil, expanding towards the top. Christina's breathing quickened, she waited anxiously, unable to answer. Unable to see, the girl felt the enema spout against her thoroughly lubricated, glistening anus. The enema spout began to press upward and slowly rotate like a corkscrew, overcoming the resistance of the young woman’s tense, trained sphincter. Feeling the pressure, unable to fight the gross violator of her privacy, Christina’s body tensed, the girl looked intently in front of her, not having any opportunity to influence what was happening to her. Suddenly, Christina felt a pleasant and exciting sensation of the smooth sliding of the plastic nozzle in her anus, the enema nozzle began to slowly slide deep inside her. The master continued to press forward, allowing the spout to go deeper before he began to rotate it, watching as Christina trembled and moved her legs, the girl probably already feeling uncomfortable.
As soon as the enema nozzle was completely immersed in the young woman's intestines, the master squeezed the bulb, the girl whimpered into her ball gag. Christina felt how, with a nasty slurping sound, a stream of incompressible oily cool liquid began to flow into her intestines, filling the girl from the inside as the enema contracted. Spasms and tremors ran through Christina’s body, constrained in “reverse prayer.” This is surprising, but to Christina’s great shame, strict restraint and the feeling of fluid flowing inside her increased the girl’s sexual arousal even more, forcing herself to feel like a lustful perverted whore. It was humiliating!