I walk to the bathroom and talk a shower while you stand there wondering what's coming next, your stomach is growling and the buttplug is so uncomfortable. You just want to cry and have daddy hold you, but you know that's not going to happen for at least a few hours and many many welts later.
After what seems like forever you hear the water stop in the shower. You begin to get a knot in your stomach, and it's not from the soapy water filing your belly.
I come out from the bathroom and hear me walk up behind you. I put my mouth next to your ear and whisper, "Baby, you ready begin?"
I can't see your eyes but when you reply "Yes sir"I can hear tears in your quivering voice. You sound so contrite, so vulnerable, so sad.
I guid you back to the chair, have a seat and sit you in my lap. You feel my member growing stiff as you sit in my lap and place your arms around my neck and your head on my shoulder.
"Baby, you earned this tonight. You were very disrespectful in the way you yelled at me and very disobedient. We have discussed on numerous occasions that you may speak your mind if you do it respectfully and in private. You broke our rules about yelling and about talking back and arguing with me in front of other people."
You again reply simple, "yes sir."
"Do you need a few more minutes to think or are you ready to begin?"
"I'm ready to begin sir."
Still blindfolded I help you up off my lap and stand up myself. Out of nowhere the my folded over leather belt strike your bare bottom, you scream and again end up on your toes, arching your back but not jumping away, since I still hold your arm.
I red welt immediately begins to form across your lower butt. It's begun and you begin to sniffle. I see a tear prolly down your cheek, it slipped out below your blindfold.
I guide you in to the bathroom and give you the following instructions.
I will remove your buttplug, you will sit on the potty and wait until I leave before you relieve yourself. After you flush call me and I will come get you off the potty and wipe you.
Your so humiliated. Your arms tied behind your back and attached to your choker dog collar. Your eyes covered, your helpless and entirely dependent on daddy.
"Yes daddy, I'll be a good girl daddy. I'll obey you because I love you daddy."
I stand you over the toilet and have you squat. I reach behind you and pull the plug out.
You sit down and sigh. I walk out and close the door. The only sound you hear is the bathroom fan going and the smells are the dampness of the shower I just finished and oil that was sprayed into the toilet, so we won't smell your poops.
You relax and the enema comes flowing out and you feel the pressure released from your abdomen. It's a very relaxing feeling after the cramps you've endured for the last 30+ minutes. You just sit there as the last comes squirting out. You reach up with your hand, still tied behind your back with the leash and flush the toilet.
"Daddy, I'm done! You call out."
I don't reply and you shout. Get in here daddy, I'm done!
I come back in and you act bitchy again. Where were you daddy?
None of your business missy, your being punished, you may not ask any questions. I help you up and bend you over my lap as I sit on the edge of the bathtub.
You feel my fingers spread your butt cheeks. Your so embarrassed and humiliated all over again, I wipe your butt crack with a baby wipe and then another just like before. I insert a finger covered in Vaseline into your butthole just like before. I remove it ad again you feel the nozzle slip back in and this time you cry and beg me, "Please, no daddy, it's embarrassing and hurts too much!" It flows in again, the warm water, no soap this time. The cramps begin almost immediately, and it's not even all in.
