“You’re wicked,”Rob snickered, watching Bryon gently inflate the bulb. Cassie whimpered, feeling the growing pressure in her bottom. It wasn't painful. In fact, it was mildly uncomfortable but it also felt delightfully filling. She would never admit that to either of them, though.
Bryon continued his instructions,“This could stay in all day, but she’d have to take the bag with her. This nozzle releases the solution. Slow for cleansing, faster to discipline. The cramping is tremendous if done quickly, and the need to evacuate intolerable. Watch. Cass, you’re going to start feeling a lot of warmth and pressure.”
Bryon expertly emptied the whole bag at a medium rate, holding the girl still with a single arm.
“It’s making my tummy hurt bad,”Cassie whined, suddenly sounding like a little child.
Bryon reached around to massage her belly. “This should help. Relax your muscles. It’s not going anywhere.”
“Bry, I really need to go,”Cassie whimpered, squirming.
“Because this is the first time, I will not make you hold it for long. Just remember how uncomfortable this can get the next time you decide to be such a little pest with a‘tude,”Bryon said, standing her up and walking her to the bathroom, the hose dangling between her legs.
“Sit down. This button lets the air out of the bulb. When that’s empty, you can pull out the plug slowly. Do you need some help?”
She looked at him with horror. Bryon shook his head and closed the bathroom door behind him.
Cassie thought her body was exploding when she finally got that damn plug out. What must have been gallons of soapy water poured out of her. She was so discomfited, knowing the boys were in the other room and could hear everything. When she was finally drained of solution, she stepped into the tub to rinse herself and the kit off, taking her time.
“You have to come out eventually, Cassandra,”Bryon said. Dragging her feet, she came out.
“My turn,”Rob said happily, holding his hand out for her. She moaned, feeling defeated. Under Bryon’s watchful eye, Rob inserted the enema nozzle easily this time, inflated the bulb and then quickly released the stream of fluid.
“How are you holding up?”Bryon asked the self-conscious girl.
“I want to explode and then bury my head in the sand forever where neither of you can see me,”came the whimpering response.
Rob took her into the bathroom and sat her down. He didn’t close the door, instead stood there with his arms crossed, watching her.
“Some privacy?”Cassie begged. He shook his head.
“Nah, I don’t think so. Part of the punishment for a bad attitude is humiliation.”
Cassie grimaced. The cramping was too much and soon won out over her mortification. She pulled out the plug and groaned as the fluid escaped in a giant gush. Rob rinsed her off himself, patting her dry before leading her back into the bedroom.
“Get on the bed, Cass. On your hands and knees. In fact, take the shirt off. I want to see you naked,”Rob ordered. Cassie looked over helplessly at Bryon who was sitting in a chair quietly.
She blushed. “I can’t. …hey!”
“I won’t tell you twice,”Rob said, pulling the shirt from her body. “Now you can stand there. Put your hands behind your head, spread your legs and arch your back. Do it now. This is First Position.”
Cass felt herself blush from head to toe. She knew she had a nice shape, but it just felt odd doing this in front of the two men she had always viewed as nothing more than pseudo older brothers. The tingling in her body informed her that it had different ideas than her brain concerning that idea. Slowly, she obeyed. Rob walked around her, pressing his hand against the arch of her back to extend her buttocks out further, and drawing back her elbows to project her breasts.
He kissed her soundly, his tongue delving deep into her mouth and probing her sweetness. Cassie drooped in his hold, knees weak with desire. Lifting her easily, Rob pulled her across his lap, spreading her bottom cheeks wide to study the treasure waiting for him. He pressed the tip of his thumb against her tight little rosebud, at the same time inserting his long middle finger into her pussy. She felt like a bowling ball.
Rob probed her thoroughly with his fingers, pressing all the way inside of her and becoming aroused as she moaned deeply in response to his finger rubbing against her clit. He inserted his fingers deep into her pussy, feeling her wetness pour onto his hand. He stood her back up, positioning her once again in the primary submissive stance,‘First Position.’
“Bryon, care to inspect? Cassandra? You are not to move.”
“But... Ow!”she yelped as the tip of a riding crop snapped across her bottom.