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Originally Posted by HoneyBlondie
Am I blind or did you not mention how many keywords each post could contain?
But I would love to have you do ENEMA_3 and DROOLY. The drink before DROOLY should be toothpaste diluted with milk. Just to cool down that abused throat of yours.  How big is your penis gag?
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Thank you for this, it was done some time ago but I completely forgot to upload the report. My bad on that.
Now ENEMA_3 is quite a horrible task despite sounding relatively simple. Cold water is one of my enemies and I suffer very badly with cramps if I take a cold enema.
So I decided to do them both together, since it would be shit and I could just suffer badly for a set period then be grateful for my freedom to move on.
As requested I took a pint of milk alongside a mouthful of toothpaste (disgusting combo in case you wondered!) then inserted the penis gag for 1 hour. Guaranteed drool machine.
Next, I put 1 litre of cold water into the enema bag and decided that since I was leaking from one end I'd bury my head in a towel then let the clamp off so the water entered at full speed.
I shuddered as I felt the first coldness, it's like being under siege and the enemy breaking through your defences, a violation Knowing that there's no reward here, no payoff. It makes everything sweeter still. I know that I'm humiliating and degrading myself for complete strangers and that just pushes e to be worse.
So it went in, I hated it a lot. I was kneeling in the bath, head still wrapped up in my towel, pretending everything was cool, when in fact I felt my torso cramping up beneath me. I felt like I was straining everything just to try and contain this fluid.
Eventually I could take it no more and I unclenched, as I did my gag reflex was triggered and a small amount of white, somewhat milky and minty fluid was pushed out around the gag.
Gagging was also making my torso hurt, so I pushed the gag in again as I leaked from behind. Again I choked and coughed, this time a small amount of liquid came from my nose. I was beginning to look like a spitty, drooly mess.
I felt like the enema had come out after a few minutes and my feet and knees were now damp from the remainder of my enema. The timer eventually went off and I was massively grateful to escape the tub. I ungagged and huge stringy drool ropes fell down. I was free, just every time I clenched for any reason my torso muscles reminded me of what I did.