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Chapter Seventeen
His little princess was perfect. It was joy and torture wrapped into a single Saoirse-shaped package to listen to her yelp of surprise slide into a moan, and watch her aimless squirming turn into a more focused rock of her hips to get more contact with the vibe Marni was applying to her clit.
Saoirse was going to be exhausted after her appointment since this wouldn’t be the only climax she’d receive—not even close—so Arthur would tuck her in for a nap and then go fist his cock until he spurted come all over the tiled walls of his shower. Repeatedly. Because once was not going to be enough.
Especially when his pretty little girl was panting and whining and humping the foam wedge under her hips. So beautiful, so unself-conscious, so goddamn horny.
“Go on princess,” he told her as she looked at him, pupils blown, lips swollen and parted, cheeks flushed. “You can come. I want to see you come with your tummy all full and a tube stuffed in your bottom. Come for Daddy now.”
And as though she’d been holding out for his permission, Saoirse cried out and shuddered, her hips losing their rhythm as her muscles pulsed. What he wouldn’t give to feel her pussy convulsing around his dick, milking it until he’d spilled every drop of come inside of her.
“Oh, Daddy, God, it feels— Oh, please, please. Fuck.”
Ah, naughty language. Her bottom would suffer for that later. But for now…
“Marni, could you kick it up a notch?”
The buxom woman in her charming nurse’s outfit nodded with a sly smile and pressed a button on the wand that seemed to intensify the buzzing of the vibe, and then Saoirse was crying out and quaking, no longer articulate enough to form words, but rendered into a trembling creature who could only make sounds of mindless satisfaction.
Yes, bringing her here had been a very, very good idea.
Marni flicked off the vibe once Saoirse reached the peak of her climax and joined Arthur in petting his darling girl.
“All full, princess,” Eric informed her.
The Saoirse who had come to him a few weeks ago would’ve—well, never allowed this in the first place. But had she, she definitely would’ve snapped at the good doctor and demanded privacy to expel the enema swelling her belly.
This Saoirse, though, firmly in little headspace and a bit intoxicated and fuzzy from her climaxes let Arthur and Marni help her to the attached bathroom after being released from her bonds. Once seated on the toilet with Arthur kneeling in front of her, Saoirse leaned against him, clinging to him, when Marni removed the nozzle.
Yes, Saoirse pressed her face into his shoulder in humiliation at the noises her body was making, but she was seeking comfort and assurance from him, not pushing him away. Arthur counted that as a massive win. This tough as nails woman had just been waiting for someone to let her be soft and vulnerable and compliant.
After a brief consultation with Marni, Eric announced, “I think additional enemas might benefit the patient. I’d like to administer several more of increasing size in order to make sure she’s sufficiently cleaned out.”
Saoirse tensed in his arms and he soothed her. It made his heart full to bursting that she sought him out, gleaned comfort from his presence. And while the idea of his little princess having her tummy filled up with larger and larger enemas until what she expelled ran clear made him dizzy with lust, it wasn’t entirely up to him.
“If that’s too much for you, princess, all you have to do is say ‘cherries.’ No one is going to make you do something you really don’t want to. I understand if you’re nervous or embarrassed and you need some coaxing, but it would make me very happy if you would submit to this for me.”
Saoirse leaned back to make eye contact with him and her features were so bright it almost blinded him. Rosy cheeks glowing with the aftermath of her orgasms and eyes clear, she was the most delicious thing he’d ever seen. He wanted to sink his teeth into her.
“It would?”
He nodded. “Very much. It makes me very happy as your daddy that you trust me to keep you safe even when you’re unsure. And honestly, it turns me on like crazy, seeing you all spread out and filled up.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Do you want me to teach you how to tell when you’ve turned me on?”
Saoirse nodded, looking adorably earnest as if she weren’t a twenty-five-year-old, world-weary woman, but an innocent who didn’t know anything about men’s bodies.
He took one of her hands, rested her palm on his chest before sliding it down his torso until reaching his cock. He sucked in a breath as her fingers made contact even through two layers of fabric. Who could blame him, with the way her eyes and mouth had gone round with surprise? She made a startled little noise.
“Daddy, whatisthat?”
Oh, what a tempting little minx. He wanted to eat her alive.
“That’s Daddy’s cock, princess. I’m going to teach you how to take it in your mouth, in your princess pussy, and your princess pucker. I’m going to make you feel so good.”
She licked her lips, rolled her lips between her teeth looking eager, and his cock throbbed in response.
“Can you let Doctor Eric finish cleaning your tummy out? I think you’ll feel better once he does.”
“Okay,” she whispered with a light squeeze to his cock that almost sent him spilling into his shorts like an adolescent instead of a fifty-two-year-old man who’d had control over his dick for a good long time. This woman was going to be both the death of him and the best thing in his life, he just knew it.
