Page 73 of Forfeits

“Yeah…but I might…I might…”

“If it happens it happens. We’ll deal with it.”

I started to protest, but Aiden jerked my cock in time with his sucking, and my eyes rolled back in my head. Any worries about soiling the bed and embarrassing myself left me. I came so hard, filling Aiden’s mouth with my jizz, my ass clamping down on the plug with so much force I couldn’t believe it stayed in.

Once the pleasure began to wane and my body went all wobbly, I felt the intense pressure of a full bowel needing to be expelled.

“Nurse Aiden! Nurse Aiden!” I said with urgency, sounding ridiculous and like a bad actor in a porno.

“I know.”

Aiden detached the other end of the nozzle tube from the IV stand and handed it to me. “You can walk with the plug in so you don’t expel until you get to the toilet.”

I grabbed it and held on to it for dear life. This plug was the only thing standing between me and the ultimate humiliation. I wasn’t even sure I could walk—and not just because of the gut full of water from the enema. The orgasm had been intense and unexpected, and my knees wobbled as I made a desperate dash for the bathroom.

Luckily, removing the inflated plug was easy and everything happened as it should, in the safety of the bathroom. It wasn’t until I’d finished and was basking in the ultimate sense of relief that I opened my eyes and realized ‘Nurse’ Aiden had followed me down the hall.

“Close the fucking door! Jesus Christ! This isn’t a fucking floor show!”

His laughter echoed in the space before he carefully shut the door to give me some privacy, but only after I’d caught the look of unadulterated glee on his handsome face.

For fuck’s sake. What had I gotten myself into?

When I’d finished on the toilet, I took a shower to make sure I was clean everywhere and also to delay appearing before Aiden. I felt embarrassed and massively humiliated about the entire procedure, but I couldn’t say that I regretted it.

There was a knock on the bathroom door while I was toweling off and trying to figure out how to announce my reappearance.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. I think so.”

“All clean?”

I leaned my forehead on the door. I’d hung up the towel instead of putting it around my waist. What was the point of covering up when he’d seen everything already and we’d just had such an intimate experience together?

“Aiden, I’m so embarrassed,” I said through the door.

“But, why?”

I couldn’t help but smile. Aiden was so matter-of-fact about sex and kink and nudity and…medical procedures.

“You saw me… You saw me…on the toilet. You know.” I couldn’t say shitting myself. I just couldn’t. But that was what I meant. Nobody had ever watched me do that, not even Daniel.

“Ah, I see.” I heard a thump and figured he was leaning with his back against the door now. “Would it help if I said I don’t care? Bodily functions are not something that gross me out. I probably would have made a good nurse.”

“You would have, absolutely. Why did you switch?”

“Honestly? Mostly just the job, the hours. You know, not being respected by doctors. Having to work those twelve-hour shifts. Having to do all of these intimate procedures for people who’d take it for granted, for hospitals that didn’t pay enough. I don’t know.”

There was a pause.

“Are you coming out?” he asked.

“I haven’t decided.”

“Do you want to cancel our booking?”

“No. Absolutely not.”

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