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“That’s a good girl,” Anna said. “Molly, since your duties will now include more intimate care of your mistress, you shall do the honors of fulfilling Lucy’s request.”
“Oh… yes, ma’am,” Molly said and Lucy felt the nozzle leave her tender hole as it was evidently transferred from Anna’s hand to the younger woman’s.
“Place the tip directly against her anus and push firmly. Don’t bother with her whines… you’re not going to hurt her.”
Lucy slammed her eyes shut as if doing so would allow her to escape the mortifying experience. She tried to remain totally silent as she felt the nozzle entering her yet again.
“That’s right. Nice and deep now. It needs to be seated fully so there won’t be any way for a naughty one to expel while being filled with her medicine.”
Despite her wishes, Lucy couldn’t contain a soft mewl of discomfort as the nozzle was pressed deeper than it had been before until it was deeply seated and allowed to remain dormant within her bowels.
“Hands behind your back and cup your hands around your elbows, Lucille,” Anna instructed, and helped guide her into the desired position. “Keep your legs spread wide so that I might be able to determine if I need to make any adjustments.”
“Ye… yes, ma’am,” Lucy said, feeling her entire body flush as she nodded, shifting her legs further apart.
“Now, make sure the entire length of the tubing is unkinked so it doesn’t interfere with the flow of the water,” Anna said and after way too brief a moment as far as Lucy was concerned, she continued, “Good, now you may start Lucy’s enema.”
Lucy gave a small jerk at the sound of the click as Molly opened the clamp. Despite the instant tensing of every muscle in her body, Lucy couldn’t stop the warm but not hot water from entering her bottom. Lucy felt tears of shame welling as she saw Molly stepping away from the bed and moving to wash her hands in the porcelain bowl on Lucy's washstand. As she dried them on an embroidered towel, Anna moved the chair she’d sat on to brush Lucy’s hair over to the side of the bed.
Anna took a seat and waited for the girl to take the full measure of her punishment enema. She turned to Molly, who was watching the liquid flow. While she had been the recipient of several enemas, she had never helped administer one.
“It will take several minutes for Lucy’s bottom to swallow all of her medicine and then more time as she retains the liquid to properly absorb its lesson. You may go, Molly,” she said. When Molly moved toward the door, Anna added, “Remain in the kitchen until I am done. Though you did well in the nozzle’s insertion, there is still the need to discuss your forgetfulness in properly preparing for Lucy’s enema and causing his lordship to be interrupted in his care of Lady Wintercrest.”
“Yes, ma'am,” Molly said before dropping a curtsy and slipping out the door.
Lucy felt another wave of shame consume her at the thought that not only was she undergoing such a humiliating punishment, it was now apparent that both her guardian and her twin knew it as well. And though she was the one bent over a pillow with a nozzle buried inside her bottom, she felt bad knowing that Molly was likely to receive more than the verbal reprimand for inconveniencing both Mrs. Bremmer as well as their employer.
Lucy tried to lie still and accept the horrid enema as the punishment she knew she had earned. She silently promised to never curse again, never to force her husband to declare she needed her bottom cleansed for her foul mouth. She soon realized that this was not a normal, medicinal enema. Her insides began to burn, and still the water continued to flow. She moaned softly and then louder as her first cramp hit.
“Ohhh, please, ma’am… it’s too much,” she said, her eyes opening to see Anna calmly watching her.
“You’ve barely begun, child,” Anna informed her as her eyes moved to the bag. “Your bottom has far more medicine to swallow.”
Lucy groaned as the soap shavings she remembered hearing had been added to the bag continued to irritate her bowels. She felt full and was suddenly terrified she would be unable to hold all that solution inside her bottom. She suddenly understood why she had been put down on a rubber sheet.
Anna evidently saw the realization in Lucy’s eyes and nodded. “You will take every single drop of your medicine, Lucille,” she said firmly. “Even if you do have an accident, I promise you’ll wish you had been a good girl and dutifully accepted your due. If I have cause to repeat your lesson, I assure you the burn you are feeling from the soap will be far worse when I add pepper juice to your solution.”
The threat of additional burning didn’t outweigh Lucy’s fear of having an accident. She would be mortified if unable to hold the enema, and she clamped the muscles of her bottom tight. Her hands moved off her back to clench at her sides only to hear Mrs. Bremmer order her back into position. She groaned but forced her hands back, her stomach filling and pressing hard against the mattress with the weight of the water.
“How much… much more,” Lucy gasped after another several minutes. “I-I feel so… so full. Please, can’t you—”
“Hush, child,” Anna said, cutting her off before standing to check the bag. She palpated it with her hands, sending a flood of water along the tube that had Lucy giving a sharp cry as it surged into her bowels. “You have another third to go.”
Lucy fought not to cry and closed her eyes only to open them when she felt Anna’s hand press against her right inner thigh.
“Spread your legs more and scooch forward a bit,” Anna instructed, gently pushing her leg away from its twin. “That will make some more room for the water.”
“I-I can’t,” Lucy said.
“Yes, you can,” Anna scoffed. “I promise you that this is not the largest enema bag available. But if you choose not to believe me, I’ll be more than happy to prove my point with your second enema.”
Terrified that the woman would do exactly that, Lucy bit her lip and awkwardly began to inch forward like some sort of worm. Planting her toes in the mattress and levering herself up in order to obey and groaning when the effort caused the water to slosh and yet when she dropped to the pillow again, she discovered that her tummy felt a little less compressed, even if still extremely uncomfortably full.
“Isn’t it rather amazing the things we discover we can do when necessary?” Anna quipped as she stepped to the bed and ran a cool cloth across Lucy’s cheek and the back of her neck.
Lucy shuddered and moaned. “Yes, ma’am. Tha… thank you,” she said and then groaned and squirmed a bit as her stomach clenched. Anna slid her hand under Lucy’s body and gently massaged her swollen tummy. Lucy felt immense shame but also relief as the woman’s fingers seemed to work some sort of magic, allowing the rest of the bag’s contents to make their way deep inside Lucy’s slender body.
“That’s the last drop,” Anna said, giving a final rub over Lucy’s hugely distended abdomen before stepping back.
