Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
My gasp and moan, however, makes Phoenix smile. “My dirty dove likes her shower time.” He keeps the water where it is, watching as the flowing streams build my pleasure.
“Yes, sir,” I moan as my orgasm nears.
“But,” he says as he shuts the shower off, “bath time is not fully over yet. Although I will give you another comfort item for remaining so still.”
He reaches for my hand and helps me out of the bathtub. I groan in disappointment, and my head feels a little light from getting up so quickly. My bare pussy screams in protest with the need for completion, but there is nothing I can do.
I’m at my monster’s mercy.
“Let’s get you dried off,” he says. “I want to see every bit of the enema clearly.”
“Enema?” I ask as Phoenix wraps a pink fluffy towel around my body.
“Yes, Ani. Bath time is for getting all parts of your body clean. My guess is that you have never had one.” Phoenix ducks under the sink and pulls out what looks like a large, deflated rubber whoopee cushion with some plastic tubing. And what kind of house just happens to have one under their bathroom sink?
Oh… Olympus Manor, of course.
“No, I haven’t.” Of course I haven’t. Who does this? Why would I do this?
Phoenix looks over his shoulder with a stern expression. “No, what?” A warning laces his words.
“No… no, sir. I have never had an enema before.” I don’t want one. Unlike the idea of a spanking, this does not give me butterflies in my tummy. This doesn’t look like it will be worth any comfort item at all.
Hell, I’ll give them all back to avoid this.
“Which is exactly why you’re going to receive one,” he says. “You need to be nice and clean for any anal discipline later on.”
Anal discipline?
“But I…” I look up at Phoenix, my panic growing as I stand there trying to process what’s going to happen. I really have no idea what an enema feels like, what it will do, or if I will truly even hate it.
“Now, now, dove.” Phoenix places the enema tools on the floor.
He stands up and smiles, offering a look of kindness, which does help… a little. Very lightly, he places his palm on my tightly closed fist that clasps my towel securely around me.
“Let go of the towel,” he commands softly, which I don’t hesitate in doing.
He spreads the towel on the tiled floor and looks at my freshly shaven pussy for long and hungry moments.
He then squats and pats the fluffy pink fabric. “Kneel down on the towel and get on all fours.”
I glance at the camera and remind myself that this will forever be on tape. For a split second, I think about running. All I have to do is grab my clothes and be out the door and into freedom. I can leave. I can flee this house and never look back. Phoenix will allow me to go. Maybe not my sister. But something inside me tells me that Phoenix won’t harm me. But his anger toward my sister is something I have to fix. I have to stay to fix it all.
Make wise choices, the words of wisdom ring in my ears.
Yes, running isn’t wise.
Phoenix doesn’t want me resisting, and if I do, the punishment… will be severe.
Not wanting Phoenix to have to repeat himself, I get on all fours, my ass facing the camera. Phoenix pats my behind, reminding me of the spanking I just received. I wonder if it’s red or bruised. I’m sure Phoenix, who will be watching this video later, will enjoy the signs that I had just been spanked. He probably wishes I was bleeding while lash after lash scarred my creamy flesh. Maybe he plans to be far stricter next time.
“You are such a good girl,” Phoenix praises. “I’m going to take all the bad away from your body. Every single toxin left inside. You just have to endure for a short time, and I will give you a comfort item for good behavior.”
He pulls the enema bag and nozzle his way as he positions himself behind me. I hear the snap of a bottle, some shuffling around, and the feel of a wet nozzle touching my anus.
“Okay, I’m going to put this tube in this tiny little hole of yours. It will sting as it stretches you, but I want you to be a good girl and not give me any tears. Take it up the ass without a fight, and just know it won’t be the last thing spreading your hole wide while you reside at the manor.”
As the tube enters me, I gasp at the foreign sensation. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels odd having something inserted in a place so… private. As it slides all the way inside, Phoenix spreads my legs wider and then presses down on my back, forcing the front half of me to lie flat on the floor. My breasts press firmly against the terrycloth, while my butt, high on display, causes my face to burn in humiliation. The room’s air is cool on my stretched anus and along my bare pussy. There isn’t a part of my privates not on full display for the camera.