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Chapter Eight Internal Cleansing The Upper Loft – Silvia’s Condo It seemed like hours later, but in fact it was only twenty minutes before Silvia returned with a bucket and some accessories that Arthur immediately decided were not going to improve his situation in terms of comfort. “I started thinking about what you are experiencing, you miserable fucker,” Silvia said as she unloaded the bucket’s contents, leaving the rubber enema bag in the bottom and uncoiling a length of tubing that Arthur immediately knew was going to increase his discomfort exponentially. In other times and other places and with other Doms had he experienced enemas that drove him to the edges of sanity and he knew at this very minute that this session, with Silvia at the controls, was not going to be any less agon