Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

This is not a story that I wrote. It's a story from about three years ago on bme/HARD. Thought some of you might find it amusing:

I had my PA for about two years when I ran into trouble for the first time. My PA is a 3/4″circular barbell. One of its advantages is that I can remove it myself for short periods of time, like showering after using the gym at work. My girl likes it, too, because of the two large balls. She says they are very stimulating during sex.

My problem began during a hot session about six months ago. Both of us like anal sex, and that night we were really going at it. All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain in my cock. I stopped for a second or two, then thrusted again. I felt something weird was happening, and when I pulled out, sure enough, my jewelry was gone! When I told my girl, she went ape shit on me! She started crying and yelling to get it out. I told her to calm down, and that I would try to find the ring.

She was so upset, that I decided to get some K-Y Jelly, and try to retrieve my jewelry. I slipped my finger up her ass as far as I could, but I couldn't even feel it. I had her bear down, but still nothing. Now she was becoming hysterical.

She told me she wanted to go to the ER. She refused to believe that this was no big deal, and that nature would take care of the problem. She kept saying she wanted it out right away. I couldn't stand the thought of going to the hospital in the middle of the night, and explaining what had happened to the nurses and doctors. Then an idea struck.

I told her to relax, and that I would be right back. Luckily, there's a 24 hour drug store not far from my place. I got what I needed and returned to find my girl wrapped up in the covers, still crying. I told her that before we went to the hospital, there was one thing I wanted to try. I showed her the Fleet Enema box bought, and that started a new round of protests and crying.

At first she refused to even hear about it. She said she never had an enema, and was scared it would hurt and she was also worried that the ring would tear her when it came out. I reassured her as best I could, but I told her she had to have it before I would drive her to the ER. She finally agreed, and I gently gave it to her in bed.

After only a couple of minutes, she began yelling that she had to go. I made her hold it for a full five minutes, then I helped her to the bathroom. I won't go through the messy details, but you can imagine what happened. I did get my jewelry back, though, and we avoided the stares and giggles that we would have had to endure at the ER!

We laugh about it now, but it was a pretty bad that night. Now I check to make sure each ball is tight each time before the action begins.