CHAPTER 4: Deep Cleansing
"Here we go." The Doctor pushed against the opening of Rose's back entrance. "There may be some burn, Miss Tyler. Your ring is tight and has been through an ordeal, but this particular lubricant should feel quite soothing for you," he informed. There was some resistance, but his finger was slippery enough to breach her. The was nothing that would catch, with the protection of his rubber glove. He was aware she had never had a finger up her ass before and was being extra slow and careful. He only put the tip in a little way to begin with. Despite her efforts to relax, Rose's breath hitched at the intrusion. He gave her some time to get used to the feeling and relax around his finger tip. "How is that?"
Rose found it hard to believe the Time Lord's finger was entering her bum-hole. It seemed a bit backward and she felt kind of dirty for it, but surprisingly that just added to the thrill. With all the lubricant, there was only a fraction of burn and that quickly ebbed away. Although the sensation and even the idea of this activity was strange to her, it was exciting and new and that's what she most loved about experiencing things with the Doctor. "It burns a bit, but its good. Go a bit deeper?"
"Good girl," he praised her and happily pushed further inside, to the first knuckle.
Giving her time to breathe again, he used his free hand to stroke her hip. The rubberized caress felt less intimate and more alien to Rose. She reminded herself that that's what he was to her. Despite their closeness, he was a different species from her. Sometimes he just seemed so human with her though. It was easy to forget. "That's it," the Doctor encouraged. "Relax your sphincter for me?"
Rose fought her body's natural urge to tighten and reject the intrusion. The more she relaxed the better it felt and she let out a moan. "Good girl, Miss Tyler. I'm going to push deeper now. You're very tight and I need to open you for treatment. I'll remain gentle. Your body isn't used to this and the last thing I want to do is cause any tearing." The Doctor could feel Rose's muscles relax around him and he inched further with his digit, past the next knuckle. The further he got inside, the easier it became. Rose's body was hot and from the sounds she made, he could tell she was enjoying it. He would be able to move on to giving her a proper fingering soon.
"You feel so good in there," Rose confessed her satisfaction at being entered where things should only ever exit from. It felt naughty and that pleased her.
"How's that?"
"Your finger feels so fucking good inside my asshole," she elaborated for him.
"Language, Miss Tyler," he tutted at her, but grinned. "I'm glad you're being so receptive. This should not be a painful experience. Just continue to relax and let me know if anything becomes too uncomfortable." He kept rubbing her hip and pushed inside even more. "Okay, I'm right in now, with my finger fully sheathed within your rectum. I'll give you a few minutes to relax and then I will begin to open you properly."
Rose took the time to prepare herself and just enjoy the feeling of his entire finger resting inside her. She could barely believe this was happening and how exciting she found it. Her rectum was quivering around his finger, so she took some deep breaths to center herself. "Very good, Miss Tyler. I'm going to move my finger again now." He wiggled the finger inside her and Rose shrieked.
"Are you in pain?" he checked with her, suddenly concerned.
"No, hnngfff.. Doctor!" She pushed back on him. He smiled and wiggled the finger again. Then he moved it up and down. Rose grunted at the short little thrusts that stretched and pleasured her. "More," she begged.
The Doctor was not immune to her begging and placated her, lengthening the strokes with his finger and pumping a bit harder with it. He was surprised at how Rose moved slightly to push back against him. She really was enjoying this.
He was truly broadening sexual horizons for her. That was his favourite part of domination—opening his companion's mind to completely new pleasures they never knew existed. Watching them, as they make those new pleasurable discoveries and their trust grew for him, enabling their further submission. He wiggled his finger in a wider motion in order to open her, curving the knuckle and stretching her hole, providing her a thrilling friction.
He took note of her flushed face. His rose-tinted Rose. He wasn't entirely sure if her reddened colour was from embarrassment or arousal, but he suspected both and those two aspects were significantly overlapping. The more wires that crossed like that in her brain, the further he could expand the fetishes and boundaries of their sexual role-play.
"Good girl," he cooed. "You're doing so well. We'll have you opened up enough for the enema in no time. I'd like to recommend the use of an anal plug, when you're in better condition. Your body needs to be trained that it is good for the anus to be opened and filled. At some point I'd like to get a speculum up there too, to check the condition of your rectum and what else we can do for it, to keep you healthy. Another time though. Today I'm just going to give you a good stretch and rinse."
For several minutes he swirled and pumped his finger in her rectum, rubbing its sensitive walls. The Doctor reveled in the sounds he drew from his 'patient' as he made her anus increasingly pliant and receptive. "Do you think you can take another finger for me, today?" he gently asked.
"Please, Doctor." There she was again, begging. How was he to resist?
"Keep relaxing for me then." He withdrew his finger almost fully, in order to slip the second one in. Rose heard and felt him squirting more lubricant to add some more slick. She groaned as he then poked her anal passage with those two slender, rubber gloved, digits. He was tender and gentle about it, allowing her to remain relaxed and enjoy the sensation. She felt the friction on her inner wall echo to her vagina which was an unusual but welcoming buzz. She longed for more friction though and ground down on him, moaning from the thrill, as he filled and widened her rectal cavity. He scissored the fingers inside her, toeing the line between pain and pleasure a few times, eliciting gasps from her, but never their safe word. "Well done, Miss Tyler," he congratulated her. "Really tremendous effort. I think you're more than ready to receive the nozzle now and other objects too, at that matter.
We're breaking down your body's reluctance here and recognising its clear need to be filled. It would be unwise not to meet these needs that your mind has been withholding from your body. You have been unconsciously denying it a full orgasm and that can have catastrophic effects and cause stresses that can lead to illness, if this hasn't already begun to happen.
Its important that the ground we have covered here today is maintained. Your rectum has been neglected and will quickly shrink back and clamp up again if its not well taken care of. That is where the insertion of an anal plug will assist you, as well as further examinations, stretching and stimulation. If sessions such as these are continued, Miss Tyler, I should be able to get my whole fist inside!" Rose's moaning increased in pitch. "Would you like that, Miss Tyler? For me to make it so your anus is gaping and you can have the good doctor's entire hand up inside your bottom and pleasuring you, anally?"
"Yes, Doctor!"
"What a good and compliant patient you are. You understand that only I know what's best for you and its in your best interest to submit to any treatments I prescribe to you." He rewarded her submission with some extra double fingered thrusts, before slipping back out of her one finger at a time, making his 'patient' grunt. "Its normal to feel frustrated, uncomfortable and empty, with nothing inside your anus, especially in the absence of orgasm. Especially in your body's case, which is becoming clear to me has an urgent need for rectal filling and friction. However, you are filthy inside." He tutted at the fecal matter she left on his glove and changed it.
The Doctor picked up his penetrative device. "I'm going to make you squeaky clean up there with this," he said, as he lubricated the tubing's end. "You are going to be a good, clean, girl."
"Mm hmm." Rose watched him slick up the silicone toy, ready for her to receive it. She did feel empty now and was looking forward to having something else put up her bottom. She was very curious as to how the enema would feel. She liked the idea of being clean on the inside, especially after being sick and it felt very intimate to have the Doctor do that for her. She could feel her level of trust with him blossom further, feeling very safe with him and what he was about to do with her.
"I'm going to add some more lubricant to your entrance again too," he decided and dribbled some down her crack, before rubbing it around her hole again.
"Thank you, Doctor," she expressed her gratitude at his care of her.
"We can never use too much lubricant, can we Miss Tyler?" he asked as he teased her moist anus.
"No, Doctor."
"Okay, Miss Tyler, up it goes. Your anus will be much more accepting, now you've been digitally stretched and made nice and slippery. I still need you to relax though. It will feel different to how my hand did." He spread her buttocks, opened her with his thumb, positioned the lubed nozzle at her hole and began to push it inside.
"Oh, wow," Rose exclaimed as the tip went in fairly easily. She had been opened and lubricated well, but he had to wiggle the device in order to get the flared bulb in. She tried to stay as still as possible and focus on the sensation. Besides the Doctor's fingers, with his rubber glove on, the only other object she'd had up her bum was the rectal thermometer and those had both felt very different from this. "That feels weird."
"Its only going to get weirder, Miss Tyler" he informed, once the flared nozzle was completely inside. He squeezed the rubber ball to inflate the bulb inside her. As her inner cavity expanded, with the rubber, Rose made a noise that was half giggle and half moan. She had never experienced anything like that before. Her body responded by her vagina becoming wet, expecting penetration. That was where she was used to being filled and this was backward. But she could feel pressure on her vagina from behind the anal wall and that felt strange but so good.
"Oh, yes! That is definitely quite a weird feeling!"
"Not too uncomfortable?" he checked, inflating the silicone bulb further inside her.
"It feels exciting," she admitted on a blush.
"You can touch yourself, if you like," he suggested.
"Thank you, Doctor." Rose reached to her pussy to stroke it and add to the sensations she felt.
"Good girl. Relax yourself." After pumping up the second bulb outside her anus, he attempted to wiggle the equipment, checking its security inside her. "You're all sealed up now, with that in place. I'm going to start the enema. Its going to feel very different to anything you've experienced and a bit backward. I just want you to go with the flow and enjoy the feelings. You shouldn't cramp up, as long as you remain relaxed."
"Yes, Doctor," replied Rose, who was stimulating her clitoris. When she started to feel the warm water spurt inside her, she fluttered her feet and giggled again. That combined with watching her pleasure herself was an incredible turn on for the Doctor, who's already steady arousal, began straining against the fabric of his trousers.
"Rub your tits," he commanded on an impulse and Rose obliged, palming the smooth mounds of flesh on her chest. The Doctor actually drooled at the sight. He had to shut his jaw and rub his erection through his trouser fabric. "What a good patient you are for your doctor! Tell me, how is that enema feeling?" he wanted to know.
"Its so strange and exciting," she described.
"Temperature okay?" he checked.
"Yes, Doctor. It feels nice and warm"
"Molto bene. I'm glad this is to your liking. My patient deserves only the best of treatment."
Rose moaned as the liquid continued to flow up her rectum, snaking its way through her bowels. The feeling turned her on, like no other. She was very aware of the Doctor watching and giving himself a rub off, as she accepted the treatment and masturbated to the sensations it stirred in her. She was starting to feel so full though and wonder how much he was actually going to flush inside her.
"How much more is there to go?"
"You're nearly a third of the way. Are you getting too uncomfortable?"
"I'm really full. Its like I have to use the toilet."
"The inflation seal will prevent that from happening, until its removed. You're quite plugged up there, don't you worry." The Doctor tried to assure Rose.
"I'm going to burst."
"You have to remain relaxed Rose. You don't want it to start hurting do you?"
"No Doctor," she whined at the thought that it might start get painful.
"Relax, Rose. Your body can hold a lot of liquid. Its going to have to be mind over matter. Is it alright if I have a feel of your tummy?" Rose nodded and kept stroking her pussy. "Good girl" The Doctor ceased wanking and knelt next to her, placing his gloved hands on her belly. It felt good to have him in contact with her again. "You are quite bloated, aren't you?" he accepted. He reached for the stethoscope from his bag and put it in his ears. He warmed its bell on his breath and put it to her flesh. She still shuddered as it still felt quite cold despite his attempt to warm the bell. His breath was never that warm. "I can hear you gurgling and sloshing there. Everything sounds good and inline with the treatment."
"Can I listen?" Rose requested. The Doctor exchanged the instrument from his ears to hers, using a couple of fingers to hold the bell to in place, where she'd be able to hear the best sounds. "This is so weird" He chuckled at her how awestruck she sounded.
"Its your body," he teased and poked his tongue out. "Your oh so beautiful human body." He eyed up her form, curled up on the bed and rigged up to his equipment. Rose's moans changed in pitch, the further her belly expanded. She was beginning to look quite pregnant with it. The Doctor probed her stomach with his hands, feeling its new shape and testing her reactions. He had a listen to Rose's heartbeat also, enjoying the sound of its excited pounding. He couldn't help but study Rose's vulva too, while he was at it. It glistened with wetness. He wanted to taste her so badly. "I need you to keep calm. How would you feel if I provided you some added oral stimulation?"
"Um, in my mouth?" Rose wasn't sure she felt like giving head, while fluid was going the wrong way up her bum.
"No, with my mouth," he explained, "Specifically, my mouth on your genitals. To aid in relaxing you, during this procedure? In the absence of a sedative, that is."
"I could do with something extra, to help me relax, Doctor."
"Its good you don't have an allergy to latex," he stated and reached into his leather bag. He took out a small packet and ripped it open, pulling out a flat and yellow rubber rectangle. "I, however, will have a severe allergic reaction, if I put my mouth directly on you, due to a topical medication I applied for your nappy rash. I have to stimulate you through the barrier of this dental dam."
"What are you allergic to?" Rose wondered.
"Aspirin, or more specifically, salicylic acid, from that of willow bark and other various plants. A single dose would be fatal, unless I'm quite quickly given chocolate. Although, I do keep that on hand in my supplies for such an emergency." The Doctor shared this personal information with Rose, in an act of trust. If his enemies were to get hold of such information, it could end very badly. The same went for, if he ever ended up in the mercy of an ill-informed medic. If Rose knew that little bit about him, he knew it could save his life one day. Divulging things about his anatomy did not come easily to him though, especially now he was the last of his kind. Though sometimes that made the matter more pertinent. Nobody knew much about treating Time Lords any more.
Rose wasn't surprised chocolate could be a curative for the Doctor. Tea, after all, had cured him when had fallen ill last Christmas. It wasn't that far-fetched. And everyone knows chocolate contains medicinal properties, right?
The Time Lord signaled for Rose to quit touching herself, so he could take over. She moved her hand's attention to her breasts, groping both together. The Doctor put her top leg over his shoulder, to give him more access. The change in position altered the feeling in Rose's bowels, making her groan. The groan changed in tone, as the Doctor planted a wet kiss to Rose's covered pussy. She could feel his cool lips through the barrier of latex rubber. She hadn't had sex with a dental dam before, but she had used condoms and knew flesh on flesh contact wasn't necessary to feel pleasure. The rubber was keeping the Doctor safe and she accepted the need for it. His need to satisfy his oral fixation was also clear, as he sucked and licked her. "Mmm," he murmured and nuzzled into Rose's pelvis.
"Is that thing flavoured by any chance, Doctor?"
"Like bananas," he replied and pushed his rubberised tongue inside her womanly entrance, lapping up the artificial flavour. His head between her legs, the Doctor went to town on his companion's pussy. When Rose was well and clean and he no longer had to use protection, he would enjoy eating her ass out as well. He enjoyed pleasing her with his mouth. He always felt much more calm and satisfied with something to to wrap his tongue around and Rose Tyler was his perfect pacifier.
With that skillful, thrillful tongue, he flicked over and between her labia and to her pulsing mound of nerve endings that he sucked, like it was a sweet. He pushed the wet muscle in and out of her opening, tautly. Flattening it again, he lapped at her sex completely. His ministrations provided a distraction from her filled abdomen, until he reached, with those latex gloves, to hold her swollen belly also. His touch was less medical and more groping, as he hunted for love handles. Rose kept palming her tits, rolling the mounds of flesh together and dancing over her hard nipples with her thumbs. A primal growl seemed to escape the Doctor and the resulting vibrations sent a tremble through Rose. Her body was a mass of sensation and she was becoming lost to it.
The Doctor glanced up from his meal, to read his companion's expression. Perspiration was appearing in salted beads on Rose's brow and her breathing was growing increasingly ragged. He donned the stethoscope and listened to her climbing heart rate. Her eyes were knitted tightly closed, but he knew her pupils would be very dilated. She was about to have an orgasm. Rose did reach her climax and she wasn't at all quiet about it. It rolled through her and she yelled and he recorded her heart's steady and healthy response. He watched with fascination as her muscles contracted and then relaxed, as she sank into the bed, lost to the pleasuring sensation. He stroked some stray locks of hair from her face and behind her ear, as she came back to him. His phallus was rock hard and he wanted to take her, but knew that would likely be too much, while the enema ran inside her.
"I remember the first time you said I was beautiful," Rose commented, as she came back down from where he had put her on the ceiling.
"You do?"
"Yeah, it was the other you." She paused to moan, as her insides were still expanding with fluid. "Before you changed and you still had that Northern accent. It was my second trip out with you and you took me to Cardiff, on Christmas Day—the time we got to meet Charles Dickens."
"Good old Charlie boy!" the Doctor recalled.
"I came out all dressed up for the occasion and then there's you all, 'Blimey! you look beautiful," she tried her best impression of his ninth incarnation. "It was like you couldn't help yourself. And then you tried to act cool and said considering I was human!" Rose slapped him playfully on the arm.
"Well, I think we both know, I've got no aversion to having it off with your species now, do we?"
"I suppose not," she agreed and let out a low moan. "Okay, this is getting kind of uncomfortable now. I'm so bloated with it." The Doctor used his scope to listen to her and checked how much solution was left, hanging on the drip stand.
"You're got just a little bit left to go still," he advised. "You're doing so well."
"What happens after its all inside of me?"
"I'll need you to hold that fluid inside you for a time, while it continues working to cleanse you. And then, it will be time to expel it." Rose wrinkled her button nose.
"Yeah, I know you've done plenty of that, but its not going to burn like when you were sick. It should feel quite good, as it all comes out again, especially with the healing additives I put in." After a few minutes the solution bag was empty and Rose was so, so, full.
"I really need to go," Rose admitted.
"It will feel like that, but you have to hold it," The Doctor instructed, with a degree of firmness. It wasn't really helping how he was pressing on her tummy again, feeling the size of her.
"How long for?" she whined.
"Just a bit longer," he insisted, "and then," he snag the next bit, "We'll skip to the loo, my darlin'!"
"Okay." He wasn't the best singer and Rose laughed, but instantly regretted it. The fullness vibrated inside her, making her need to go all the more. The Doctor stopped pressing with his hands and instead rubbed soothing circles over the straining flesh of her belly for the next few minutes.
"Alright, Miss Tyler. Let's get this paraphernalia out of you. I'm going to strap a nappy on, for your trip to the toilet, alright?"
"Alright," she blushed, but accepted the condition—not trusting her own body to hold in the large amount of fluid. He took a fresh nappy from his medical bag and got her to roll onto her back, again, so he could apply the adult diaper. Rose felt the tug of the thing inside her, as she moved. Her stomach protested the action, with a gurgle, needing to be rid of its watery contents. He helped to lift her body, in order to slide the absorbent underpants beneath her.
"I'm going to deflate the mechanism now, Rose. Be prepared to hold that fluid in now, as I'm going to pull it out of you again." Rose nodded and tried to concentrate on her rectal muscles. He felt the bulb inside her decrease in size, as the Doctor let its air out. She wasn't sure if the result was at all relieving, as the fluid sloshed. Then he slipped the nozzle out. A bit of the warm fluid leaked—she couldn't help it. "Come on, Miss Tyler. Hold it in. You're better than that," he urged and gave her a smack on the ass. It could have been counterproductive, as her flesh trembled with the sharp contact. He had baby wipes in his bag and cleaned up the small mess that dripped down from her hole.
"I'm certainly trying, Doctor," she griped at him.
"I know this is your first enema and you've been unwell, but your body is still able to contain it. Now I'm going to shut the nappy around you and I won't take it off, until you're over the toilet, but I had better see it clean when I do. You're too old to be defecating in nappies. You're not sick anymore, only recovering. Get some control over yourself, or I will find another way of controlling you, understand?"
Rose was shocked at how dominating the Doctor was being. But she was more shocked by how horny this made her for him. She could see his own arousal was straining in the confines of his pinstripes. He was well endowed and it was likely quite painful for him to keep it in his pants at this point. He could deal with it though, if she had to deal with her insides needing to burst. She half considered allowing herself to go in her nappy, to see what the Doctor might do to her. Maybe he'd spank her again, properly, with her over his knee and until her ass was red. She wanted to be a good clean girl though, she decided and held on with all her willpower, despite being so busting for the loo.
"Yes, Doctor," she accepted his demands.
He smiled and taped it up for her. "I'm getting used to doing this for you. It makes you seem quite helpless, doesn't it?" He inspected her puffy pelvis and her splayed out limbs. "Too bad I don't have a pacifier to gag you with," he chuckled. Rose felt a sudden inclination to reclaim a habit from her youth and stuck her thumb in her mouth. The Doctor blinked at her. "Let me just check here." He smoothed his gloved hands over where the nappy covered her big round belly and then down to where it covered her genitals. His eyes grew dark, his expression vacant, as he rubbed and squeezed there. Rose groaned around her thumb.
"Do you feel nice and secure and safe with that on?" he asked Rose. "Or do you feel humiliated?" Rose's thumb came out with a pop.
"A bit of both, I suppose. But please, can I use the loo?" she begged him.
"Since you asked so nicely, come on." He helped her up, wrapping his lean strong arms around her, lifting her to the edge of the bed, but making her get up and walk to the en-suite. Rose felt like she had to waddle, to keep the fluid in and felt ridiculous in the diaper. Rose was grateful to have the Doctor to lean on as she transported her full and sloshing body. The sight of the porcelain bowl set something off in her and her tummy just about cramped up. Crying out, she grabbed the Doctor's waist tightly. She almost felt like crying. "You're alright," he rubbed her back. "Just a bit further. You can do it."
"I can't, " she sniveled, but then he gave her nappy a smack.
"Hold it in!" Rose startled, the shock seemingly pulling her back together and she was able to keep moving forward. "There's a good girl. Come on," he praised and guided her. "Moment of truth," the Doctor exaggerated, once she was positioned over the toilet. He began to unstrap the nappy.
"Whatever you say, Doctor," Rose sounded a bit cranky now, but the Doctor knew it was only because she really needed this bowel movement and afterward she would be feeling a world more pleasant. The nappy was very clean and he praised her for her efforts.
"Oh, good girl. You've done so well for me. You've earned that nice warm bath. Just let it all go now. Release and unblock your bowels for me. Then afterward, you are to wipe yourself off and get in the tub. A clean girl is a good girl. You want to be good and clean for me, don't you Miss Tyler?"
"Yes, Doctor."
Rose sighed, as she was finally able to expel the liquid. The Doctor didn't stay and watch, instead gave her the privacy she had lacked, while she was sick and left the room, shutting the door behind him. He cleared away his things from the bed, returning them to the med bay, disposing of the dirty nappy and gloves and sterilised his toy to use again another time. His arousal ached in the restriction of his clothing, but he felt too exhausted to do anything about it.
When Rose was empty she felt immense relief and it didn't hurt like when she was sick. Whatever the Doctor had put in her had seen to that. She happily wiped herself, washed her hands and climbed into the bath. As promised the water was still heated. She slid herself right in, soaking her muscles and listening to the hum of the TARDIS through the water, drifting off slightly. She opened her eyes only when she felt a wet cloth pressed to her forehead and sensed the Doctor's presence.
"Good girl," he cooed, caressing and cleansing her face. "You're so much cleaner now, aren't you? How are you feeling?"
"Hello," she greeted, tiredly. "Much better. Thank you, Doctor."
"Do you want me to wash your hair for you?" he offered. She nodded. The Doctor squirted some sweet smelling shampoo, then lathered and scrubbed it into her locks for her. He then massaged her scalp, kneading any tension left in her muscles, allowing Rose to relax further. A deep sigh of content left her. She didn't think anyone had ever taken care of her so well. She could well get used to this treatment.