Page 62 of Defended
She bounced on his shoulder, half anxious and half elated. Elated, because obviously Daddy wasn’t going to kick her out. Anxious, because she was in soooo much trouble. But the relief coursing through her made the anxiety worth it. She'd much rather be in trouble than have the weekend end.
Why had she balked anyway?
To see what he'd do,the little voice in her head whispered.
Ugh, how very... childish. Melody almost smiled as the thought hit her. That was kind of the point, but she had a feeling she was going to regret the impulse. A preemptive apology couldn't hurt her cause, right?
"I'm really sorry, Daddy," she said, sincerely and contritely. "I was just scared about what other people would think when we go out."
Daddy's hand patted her bottom, which, given her current position, was not as reassuring as it might have been under other circumstances.
"I understand, baby girl," he said, and his voice was kind. Melody slumped with relief, only to tense again at his next words. "You were very naughty though. We're still going to go out, but you need to be punished first."
Melody let out a little moan even as her pussy clenched with excitement.
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Kawan was pleasedthat Melody had come around on her own, although he wasn't going to go any easier on her punishment. This weekend was about exploring her little side, but it was also about setting her boundaries when he was being her Daddy. Calling him stupid was several steps over the line and he was going to make sure she knew it and remembered it.
With that in mind, he headed for the bathroom instead of the bedroom.
"No, wait... what are you doing?" she asked, a slight hint of panic in her voice. The change in venue had unnerved her, as it was meant to.
"You were a very naughty little girl calling your Daddy stupid," he said, bending to set her down on her feet in front of him. His body blocked her exit and her eyes darted around the small room, looking for a means of escape. Rather than looking him in the eyes, she stared at the ground, hands wringing in front of her, looking like a rather sorry little girl.She was going to be a lot sorrier in a minute. "We'll start off with a mouth soaping for insulting your Daddy."
Now her head swung up, eyes wide with horror. "A mouth soaping?"
Kawan already had the bar of soap in hand and Melody swayed slightly on her feet, like she was about to retreat. He froze her with a look, his cock hardening when she went still. He loved how she responded to him, even when she was in trouble. Maybe especially when she was in trouble.
"To begin with," he said, holding up the bar of soap and waiting to see if she'd protest. She gulped audibly but didn't say anything. "Good girl. Now open wide."
A little whimper escaped her throat, but she opened her lips. His cock throbbed. He ran the bar under the tap quickly and then pushed it between her lips, moving it back and forth over her tongue to make sure it got sudsy. Melody's nose wrinkled and she gagged slightly at the taste, but she didn't try to reach up and stop him. Her hands were tightly gripping each other, her knuckles white as she kept from reaching up.
"Good girl," he repeated. Her pupils dilated. "After your mouth soaping is done, I'm going to give you an enema, and then I'm going to plug your naughty bottom. Having a plug in should help remind you to behave for the rest of the day." The enema might be pushing her limits a little, but she hadn't made it a hard limit, and since he wanted her to wear the plug all afternoon, it was the best course of action. She made another little whimpering sound, squirming slightly, and he could tell she was pressing her thighs together, aroused despite her soapy mouth.
He almost smiled, but he managed to push it down. After all, he was disciplining her right now; he didn't want to ruin his stern Daddy facade.
Pulling the soap from her mouth, he saw with satisfaction that there was a nice white sheen to her tongue and lips. She immediately started to turn toward the sink, but his hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Oh no, little girl. We'll rinse your mouth out after your bottom is cleaned out and you're plugged."
"Pleaaaathe, Daddy," she begged, her words sounding a little strange, because she was trying to move her tongue as little as possible. Her eyes pleaded with him. "It'th tho groth!"
"I hope you remember that the next time you're about to insult me," he said, giving her a stern look. "Now unless you want a spanking to go with your punishment, you need to turn around and bend over the side of the tub. I want your skirt up and panties down."
She whined and hung her head, looking like a very sorry little girl now, huffing a little as she moved to do what he said. Kawan got the enema kit out from the cabinet under the sink. Today he'd use the syringe rather than the hose and bladder; although that was his favorite, they were on a bit of a time crunch. Keeping one eye on her as she knelt in front of the tub, he began to prep the enema. Warm water would be enough for today, since it was her first one ever and because she'd apologized without being asked.
Any fight seemed to have gone out of her though, and she obediently draped herself over the tub, pulling up her skirt and pushing down her panties.The position revealed that she was very wet, her pussy glistening under the bathroom light. Between her rounded cheeks, her anus winked at him as her cheeks clenched, as if in anticipation of what was about to happen. Kawan's cock was hard as a rock when he finally stepped up behind her to administer her 'medicine'.
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Soap tasted awful.Melody could feel her stomach churning, wanting to gag at the flavor that lay thick on her tongue. How she could be so aroused when her mouth felt so terrible was beyond her, but she was.
Bent over, butt up in the air for her Daddy, about to get her first enema, and she was both very uncomfortable and very turned on.
I can't believe I'm about to do this.
I can't believe I'mlettinghim do this.
