Bryon looked down at her. “You are obviously feeling better. March back upstairs and stay there until we tell you otherwise,”he said, touching her forehead.
“But I’m BORED,”Cassie whined.
Rob frowned. “You have until the count of three to get your bottom back up those stairs. One... Two…”Rob began.
“I’m going!”Cassie stomped, turning to run back up. The two men suppressed their laughter.
“She wanted to hear our conversation, you know,”Bry said, tasting the soup. “More garlic.”
“Probably. You know, I think you have a good idea and, after this little display, I’m willing to bet she’d respond well to it…Let this simmer for a while,”Rob said, washing his hands and starting up the stairs.
Cassie was in the bed, arms crossed and looking very ornery. Rob leaned over to kiss her lips, and then he felt her forehead.
“Feels cooler. Whatcha think, Bro?”
“Yep. Let’s check. Your turn,”Bryon grinned, handing Rob the jar of Vaseline.
Cassie could not believe this was happening again. “NOOO!”
“Oh, hush.”
* * *
Cassie slept warmly between both their huge, hot bodies that night. She woke with Rob’s arm wrapped protectively around her and smiled, snuggling into his chest. Bryon, on her other side, had his hand on her hip. Sighing, she settled in between them, knowing that she was where she belonged.
The next morning, the two men woke early, starting the day by fussing over her. Her fever had broken, but she was still achy and not at all cooperative in their efforts to make her comfortable. She was irritable, refused breakfast and just stomped around the house with a scowl on her face.
By mid-afternoon, her attitude started to annoy the both of them. Bryon insisted she had to still be‘under the weather’to be behaving so poorly; however, Rob countered with his opinion that she was just being a brat and needed more reminders regarding keeping promises. A compromise was reached.
“Bry?”Rob said with displeasure, once again holding the thermometer firmly between Cassie’s protesting cheeks,“You mentioned something about an enema? You didn’t happen to pick up a kit, did you?”
“Why, as a matter of fact, I did. What’s wrong, Cass?”
“NO FUCKIN’WAY!”
“Tsk, tsk... Good, no fever. Bryon, please do the honors as I get this prepped. We are to have no more swearing from this young lady. It’s not ladylike and I’ve already discussed this with her.”
“God, NO! Bryon, please put me down! No! OOOOOWWWWW! That hurt!”Cassie bellowed as Bryon’s left hand splatted right at the center of her bottom cheeks, leaving a glowing imprint over the feint purple bruises from the previous day.
His hand was enormous and easily covered her entire backside. She felt like she was the size of a two-year old compared to this giant of a man. Bryon placed a volley of hard spanks over her sit spot and raised globes, bringing hot tears to the surface as Cassie begged and promised to be good. Bryon stopped after two dozen, still holding her firmly across his knees.
“Here, put this towel under her so you don’t get wet,”Rob said, bringing in the enema kit and handing Bryon a thick towel. He stroked Cassie’s reddened backside before leaning over to kiss it softly. Cassie just cried, knowing the degree of humiliation was about to rise significantly.
“Did you drain the air from the hose?”Bryon asked, feeling the temperature of the bag. Rob nodded.
“Yep. Look, this hook is at just the right height. Almost like it was designed for this.”Rob winked, hanging the bag on the bed post. Bryon grinned.
“Okay, I’ll show you how this time and then you do it on your own,”Bryon announced to Cassie’s horror. She could not escape the confines of his hold and colored profusely as Bryon nudged her thighs apart. She felt Rob spread them even farther before holding them in place, then jumped as his lips kissed her most private and hidden parts and his teeth grazed her swelling nub. She felt dizzy, intoxicated with need.
“Now, now, Rob. She’s sick and being a little monster. We need to focus,”Bryon scolded good-naturedly, ignoring Cassie’s heated objections. Rob sighed, nodding. Bryon lubed his finger again, this time gently inserting it to the knuckle and hearing the girl grunt. He laughed, gently sliding it in and out. “She’s so tight. You are going to be one lucky man.”
“I sure will be. One day,”Rob chuckled, matching his strokes with Bryon’s as he played with her pussy. Cassie was soaking wet and aching.
“Just a little pressure...”Bryon said, gently easing the nozzle into the girl’s rectum, hearing her yelp as he watched it being swallowed up once the wide end was accepted. “This is an inflation bulb. It helps keep the solution in place for as long as you want it. It can be a very effective punishment, needless to say. Especially when our girl is in a nasty mood like she is today.”