During his absence, Michael asked me, among other things, to tidy up the pool in the backyard, as I'm an expert in that area. This time, Amanda greeted me politely, mindful of the spanking. By midday, I'd tidied up the pool and the surrounding area, then returned to the house, thinking of ways to further amuse myself with the girl. Amanda was in the living room watching television. I noticed two voices coming from behind the door; her sister, Mary, apparently, was not alone. "Amanda," I began, "your brother asked me to fix the pool in your backyard, and I did it. I don't know if you can use it..." Amanda gasped in excitement, then clapped her hands and exclaimed: - Hooray!! Thank you so much! I can swim now! With these words she ran to the door, opened it slightly and called: - Come in, let's go swimming! “Amanda, who did you call?” I asked. - Mary, she has her friend now... "Amanda, when I was cleaning the pool, there were a lot of piles of feces around it; now I make a rule: if you want to swim, you have to empty your bowels first!" Her cheeks flushed brightly and she answered, stuttering slightly: - O-oh... uh, o-of course. O-whatever you say! I went to the bathroom and prepared the solution, then brought it all back into the room along with the rubber cup and other enema equipment. The girl was still standing in the middle of the room, looking at me. "Amanda, before you go to the pool, I'll give you a cleansing enema. You'll defecate better than naturally, which is good for any girl. Take off your skirt and panties and lie down on the couch." Blushing even more, she slowly, with trembling hands, pulled down her skirt, and then her panties. The marks from the spanking on her bottom had faded, but she was clearly frightened and embarrassed. Naked below the waist, wearing only a T-shirt, Amanda lay down on the sofa. Meanwhile, I filled the enema bag, hung it on a hanger, and lubricated the nozzle. At that moment, the door opened, and Amanda's younger sister, Mary, and her friend Jane, who was staying with her, entered the room. The girls saw each other. I spread Amanda's buttocks and lubricated her anus, inadvertently brushing against her labia. Her cheeks flushed, and she tried to cover herself with her hands. - Oh... it's not what you think! We were just changing! She looked pleadingly at Mary and Jane, hoping they would believe her. I turned to Mary and Jane: "Girls, it's okay! I'm going to give Amanda an enema now. I just set up a pool in your backyard, but to get in, you need to first clean out your bowels with an enema. Watch Amanda take the enema, and if you want to go for a swim, come join me!" Amanda let out a soft whimper as she felt my finger rub against her privates, desperately trying to maintain her composure despite the embarrassment of being caught half-naked in such a position. Her eyes widened in surprise when I suggested Mary and Jane could join us if they wished, but she didn't protest or object. Then I turned to Amanda: — Amanda, get on all fours. Put your head on the sofa and arch your back. With a mixture of fear and anticipation, she obeyed my command, her heart pounding as she waited for what would happen next. I inserted the tip into Amanda's anus and released the water from the bag. - Amanda, you're getting an enema, relax and breathe deeply through your mouth! Feeling the cool water inside her, Amanda took a deep breath through her nose and exhaled forcefully through her mouth. As the liquid flowed into her rectum, her abdominal muscles contracted more and more intensely, causing her to shift uncomfortably on the couch. When the water ran out, I turned off the flow, removed the nozzle from Amanda's bottom, and placed the hourglass on the table. "Amanda, you've got an enema. Get up and try to hold it in for ten minutes, as measured by this hourglass. You'll defecate in one of these buckets, then take it to the toilet. Mary and Jane, if you want to swim in our pool, undress and take turns lying down on the sofa!" Amanda, meanwhile, nodded and stood up from the couch, grabbing a towel to wrap around her lower body. Her face was still bright red with embarrassment, but she tried to maintain a brave face. When I suggested Mary and Jane could join her, she hesitated briefly and stepped aside to make room for them. - Mary, do you want to go to the pool? She glanced back and forth between Amanda and me, unsure whether she should speak up. After a moment's hesitation, she decided to trust my judgment and stepped forward. - Yes, of course, I think so... If everyone else does it too... - Then take off your skirt, take off your panties and lie down on the sofa! Mary blushed again, but quickly followed my instructions, stripping off her clothes until she was wearing only her bra. She carefully lay down on the sofa, her heart pounding as she waited for what would happen next. Watching me prepare an enema for her sister, Amanda couldn't help but feel both intrigued and aroused by the whole situation. She anxiously chewed her lower lip, wondering what it would be like to undergo an anal cleaning session herself. I spread Mary's buttocks and lubricated her anus. I had to use a smaller enema tip and pour only one liter of water into the bag. “Mary,” I said, “get on all fours, just like Amanda was just now.” I inserted the tip into Mary's anus and started the flow of water. - Mary, breathe deeply through your mouth, try to keep the water in you! Watching her sister receive an enema, Amanda felt a mixture of emotions—curiosity, envy, and perhaps even a hint of arousal. She couldn't believe she was actually witnessing this intimate moment between her sister and their new caretaker. Despite her initial resistance, Amanda grew increasingly curious to see more details. Noticing that the water in the enema bag had drained, I stopped the flow and pulled the nozzle out of Mary's anus. "Mary, hold the enema for ten minutes, then poop in one of these buckets. Jane, are you going to the pool?" She nodded impatiently, unable to hide her excitement. Without further prompting, Jane undressed and lay down on the sofa exactly as instructed. I didn't expect that from a stranger. "Good girl!" I encouraged her. I filled the enema bag, spread Jane's buttocks, and lubricated her anus. After enjoying the sight of her ass, I inserted a new tip into Jane's anus and started the flow of water. - Jane, breathe deeply through your mouth, hold the water! Her eyes widened as she felt the cold water fill her bowels, but she managed to breathe evenly as instructed. A strange combination of pleasure and discomfort washed over her, causing her to shift uncomfortably on the couch. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, there was something strangely exhilarating about a stranger cleaning out her insides in such an intimate way. Meanwhile, Amanda's time ran out and she sat down to defecate in the nearest bucket. When the water in the bag ran out, I turned off the flow and pulled the tip out of Jane's anus. "Jane, get up and hold the enema for ten minutes. Girls! When the ten minutes are up, poop in these buckets, there's enough for everyone. Then wash up in the bathtub and go to the pool!" A few minutes later, Amanda finished her bowel movement, stood up, and carried the bucket to the toilet, while the girls, one after another, sat down on the buckets. After waiting until they began noisily releasing streams of water mixed with feces, I followed Amanda. She had already washed the bucket and was taking a shower. "Amanda," I asked, "would you reward me with a moment of happiness for cleaning the pool?" Her cheeks flushed bright red as she realized what I was hinting at. She looked away shyly, but her eyes betrayed her interest in my proposal. — What kind of sex do you like more, anal or vaginal? Her face turned crimson as she answered honestly: - Anal... - Then bend over and push, as if you were squeezing out a poop. She obediently thrust her butt out, as if trying to expel something from her rectum. Her face contorted with the effort, and she moaned softly, clearly enjoying the sensation. I placed my lubricated penis against her anus and pressed. Amanda caught her breath, strained again, the sphincter relaxed, and my penis sank into her cleansed rectum. - Amanda, let's move! She screamed as my cock slammed into her ass, almost making her jump. Her eyes widened in shock, but after a moment she relaxed and began to thrust her hips into me, meeting my thrusts enthusiastically. I held Amanda by the waist, simultaneously rubbing her pubic area and stomach. - Faster! She gasped loudly as I increased the tempo of my thrusts, digging her nails into her knees in response and moaning softly, clearly enjoying the rough treatment. I moved my hands lower and found Amanda's slit. Her clit was swollen, and I began to massage it. She arched her back, pressing her ass harder against me. Her moans grew louder, and she visibly trembled in my arms. I pushed my cock in as hard as I could and started moving faster. With one hand, I touched the girl's breast. Amanda screamed in ecstasy as she reached her climax. Her entire body convulsed, and she fell to the floor, breathing heavily. After a few moments, she looked at me with a mixture of shame and desire, her cheeks still flushed with arousal. At that moment, Mary and Jane entered, having managed to take out and wash their buckets. They looked at us excitedly. Amanda's face turned even redder than before, realizing that her sister and her friend had seen me fucking her in the ass. She bit her lip nervously, unsure how to react. I took the initiative: — Girls! It's normal! Wash up and go to the pool, just don't forget to put on your swimsuits! Amanda nodded and hurried to the bathroom to wash up, followed by Mary and Jane. After cleaning themselves up, they changed into their swimsuits and went out into the backyard to enjoy the pool.