Finding her next she is in a severe elbow tie. A rope around her waist has her bound wrists attached to it at the small of her back. A ring gag keeps her face hole wide open. Jr takes the free end of the rope around her neck and ties it to a pole mounted in the floor. She has to bend at the waist with her neck now securely attached –a bit like a horse tied to a hitching post. Immediately drool begins to fall from her open face hole. It drips from the top and the bottom of her mouth in long, frequent strings of slobber. It annoys her and we find her occasionally trying to shake her head to sling them off her lips. Jr tells her to spread her legs wide and then ties a rope spreader between her knees keeping her legs open and her holes available. Jr leaves momentarily and returns with an iv stand that has a large, clear enema bag held from it. She looks over at him with deep concern. Seconds later she finds a nozzle going into her brown hole and water filling her bowels. It doesn’t take long after that before she finds herself moaning out in waves of discomfort. Drool falls in cascades of fluid, smacking the floor beneath her face. Grunts and sounds that tell you with no uncertainty she is cramping inside. Once jr has her filled up he un-hitches her from the pole and leads her by the rope outside, still nude, still ring gagged, still bound, with her rope spreader and bowels full of warm water. Her need to relieve herself is strong and she contorts her body in an effort to keep from expelling the fluid onto the floor, even to walk. The need is urgent as they head outside to a place where jr will let her blow the nasty liquid out of her ass. Unfortunately for her a rainstorm is going on and the temperature is hovering around 40 degrees. The sound of the rain is almost deafening and she is lead over to a cluster of trees on jr’s property. He makes her walk fast through a minefield of dog ****. Once under the trees he makes her squat and hold it as he binds her neck to a large tree branch. Once she is secured he gives her permission to expel the enema. The sound of the water shooting from her asshole can be heard over the rainstorm falling down onto her nude body. She is mortified and objectified. It takes her several minutes for all of the fluid to find its way out of her colon but once she is done jr has her stand up and cover her mess with her feet, much the way a cat would cover its own turds in a litter box. She is then left to her own devices in the cold, wet weather.