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She bit back a moan as she heard him moving behind her, felt his presence looming over her. It made her want to whimper again. Her bottom clenched, as if a mere muscle spasm could stop him.
"Just relax, baby girl, this will only be as uncomfortable as you make it." His deep voice was soothing, the words were not. How was she supposed to make an enema more comfortable?Something slick and hard pressed against her little hole and Melody tensed. "I said, relax, sweetheart."
A warm hand rubbed her lower back and Melody squeezed her eyes shut, forcing her muscles to release their tension. It slid inside of her, shorter but harder than his finger.
Warm liquid began to stream into her, steady and inexorable, and Melody gasped. Her bottom clenched again, but this time the nozzle was already inside of her and it was too late. Daddy easily held it in place, keeping her impaled on the implement as water continued to rush into her bowels. She hadn't thought anything could distract her from the distasteful soap still lingering in her mouth, but the enema managed it.
It felt strange, uncomfortable, and oddly pleasant. Melody moaned, her thighs quivering as she pressed herself more firmly against the tub, caught between its porcelainedge and the hard nozzle. As her stomach filled, it cramped again.
"Daddy, too much!" She wriggled, trying to get away but there was nowhere to go and more water gushed in. It was getting hard to breathe.
And then it stopped.
Melody shuddered. Her insides sloshed. Daddy's hand rubbed her lower back again and her pussy clenched.
"I'm so proud of you, baby girl."
Somehow that made the embarrassment over what came next better.
She'd thought he'd leave the room. He didn't.
Shame, humiliation, and arousal all licked at her in equal measure. The last was the most confusing. At some point, shouldn't her pride rear up? Although, pride was what had gotten her into this position in the first place, so maybe it was for the best that it took a back seat right now.
Once she was empty, Daddy bent her over the counter facing the mirror. Now she could see her flushed face, her wide eyes, and Daddy's expression as he held up a long black plug with a fat bulb.
"This is a punishment bulb, baby girl. You're going to wear it all afternoon and it will help you remember to behave."
"I'll remember without it, I promithe." The last plea of a desperate little girl. Her insides felt sore and sensitive already, she doubted she'd be able to forget her first enema so quickly. But that was about as far as she was willing to argue. The sooner the plug went in, the sooner she could wash the soap out of her mouth.
Meeting her eyes in the mirror, Daddy didn't respond as he pressed the tip of the plug against her bottom. It was slick with lube and the first few centimeters went in easily before her muscles began to strain.
"Open your eyes, baby girl," he said, pinching her clit and making her squeal as her eyes flew open. She hadn't even realized she'd closed them.
Her clit throbbed between her legs as Daddy pushed harder on the plug. The tight ring of her sphincter resisted and she watched herself grimace in the mirror. He pulled it slightly out of her and began to move it back and forth, fucking her ass with it and stretching her wider with each tiny thrust. Melody panted as she was stretched, the burning discomfort making her want to wriggle and squirm.
It was definitely bigger than the one he'd used last week, pushing deeper inside of her and stretching her wider.
"Good girl, almost there," Daddy murmured encouragingly. His eyes were flicking back and forth between watching what he was doing and looking at her expression in the mirror. Melody almost wished she could see both views as well, so she could watch the large piece of rubber slowly disappearing into her backside, the thick black base nestling between her cheeks once it was inserted.
She cried out as her muscles screamed in protest, the thickest part of the plug finally pushing inside of her. There was a sharp burst of pain and then it was over, leaving her even more full than the enema had felt. Now she understood what Daddy meant by saying she wouldn't be able to forget to behave this afternoon. There was going to be no way to ignore this plug.
Pressing her cheek against the cool counter, she breathed in and out as her body finished adjusting. Daddy's hands gently stroked her bottom, teasing the outside of her pussy, making the invasion easier to bear. After a few moments, he patted her backside.
"Okay, baby, all done. Now let's rinse out your mouth, and then you're going to show me how sorry you are."
* * *
On her kneesin front of him, hands bunched in the skirt of her dress, Melody's eyes were full of needy arousal. Her freshly rinsed out mouth was open, and he slid his cock between her full lips, groaning with pleasure at the sight and sinking his fingers into her hair to pull her more fully onto him. Automatically, she sucked, her tongue pressing against the underside of his cock.
Caressing her head, he knew he was going to have to redo her pigtails and it didn't bother him at all. He watched her through half-lidded eyes as she bobbed her head up and down along the length of his cock, leaving it shiny and wet from her attentions. She hummed, low in the back of her throat, and the vibrations went straight up the back of his spine.
Groaning, he thrust, mostly gently... mostly allowing her to control the movements for now.
"That's it, baby girl, use your tongue," he urged. He shuddered with pleasure when she obeyed, her tongue dancing along the length of him every time she slid her lips down. Moving her hands to his thighs to help her to balance, she pushed forward, trying to get him deeper, to take more of him between her lips.
Suckling, swirling her tongue, she laved pleasure over his cock. The dichotomy between her modestly innocent outfit and the way she was eagerly sucking his cock was straight out of one of his fantasies. She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, and he didn't stop her. It wouldn't be enough to make her cum, only enough to frustrate herself, and that served his purposes nicely.
"Good girl..." He said throatily, beginning to move his hips faster, pushing his cock in deeper. Her fingers gripped his thighs more tightly. "Swallow for Daddy."
The head of his cock pressed into her throat and he felt the delicate muscles convulse, which was all it took. He dug his fingers into her scalp as jet after jet of cum spurted down her throat, straight into her belly. Melody's mouth worked, enhancing his pleasure, as she sucked him dry.
"Such a good girl."
