His Human Slave (Zandian Masters 1)

“Bend over the counter.” He spun her around and pushed her torso down on the cool stone surface. Daneth had given him equipment to clean her bowels, and he pulled it out now, attaching one end of the hose to the water line from the sink and filling the water bag.

The handle of the oiled plug nested between her pretty cheeks, giving evidence to her humiliation. She’d be getting an even larger dose now. He eased the plug out of her hole, smiling at her gasp.

“Reach back and hold your cheeks open for me.”

“Why?”

He slapped her ass. “Really, little slave? You’re going to question me?”

“No, my lord,” she mumbled. He met her eyes in the mirror and saw anguished surrender.

Beautiful.

“Open them wide.”

“Yes, my lord.” She reached back and peeled her lovely cheeks wide, exposing the delicate pink rosebud of her anus.

He rubbed a lubricant—not the ginger kind this time—on the top of the nozzle and inserted it into her anus.

Her gasp of alarm made his cock hard.

He opened the clamp and let the water fill her bowels.

She moaned. “Please, my lord. What are you doing? Please don’t…”

He liked her begging.

The bag emptied.

“I’m cleaning you out for me. I need you to hold that water until I say you can let it go.”

“I can’t,” she moaned. “Please, my lord.”

“Tell me how you knew about Gunt.”

Silence.

“Are you a spy?”

“No, no, no, no,” she breathed, her self-control clearly challenged by holding the water inside her. “Not a spy. It was a lucky guess.”

“Don’t insult me with your lies.”

“Please,” she whined. “I can’t hold it any longer.”

“Two more minutes.”

“I can’t…”

“You will.”

He smelled the salty scent of her tears. For a moment, he regretted pushing her, but then he remembered her lies.

She shifted from foot to foot, her anus visibly clenching in spasms around the tube still inserted in her ass. At last, he removed it. “Empty yourself for your ass-vecking.” He left her alone in the washroom to finish up.

She emerged, subdued and pale.

“On the sleeping platform, on your knees and forearms. Ass in the air.”