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When Danielle’s father remarried, his younger spouse Elise insisted on a summer-long honeymoon in Europe. Dani wasn’t invited, of course: instead, she was despatched to stay along with her stepmother’s relations in Oklahoma, Aunt Connie, Uncle Ted, and her two new step-cousins, Rebecka and Timothy.

Dani knew her Aunt and Uncle were strict, some type of reformed Christians, with very conservative views, however she was shocked when, after her first dinner at their house, Aunt Connie ordered Rebecka to strip to her shoes and ankle socks and bend over the again of the sofa for a spanking.

"This is the second time this week you’ve didn't memorize your Bible lesson," Aunt Connie said. "Perhaps a whipping will allow you to focus."

Rebecka was a pretty eighteen-12 months-previous, barely two years youthful than Dani, too old for a naked spanking, Dani thought, especially in entrance of the whole family. Lower lip quivering, Rebecka followed her mother’s curt instructions: pulling her gown off over her head, then skimming her flowered panties all the way in which right down to her ankles.

Dani felt a quick shiver of excitement when she realized that the plump mound above the girl’s pussy was hairless, shaved completely clear. Rebecka had a candy little physique, slender hips, slender legs, small, spherical breasts, the pink nipples achingly erect. Her tight gymnast’s buttocks parted as she bent submissively over the sofa, absolutely exposing her pink cuntlips from behind, the tight pink star of her asshole.

There was an odd, virtually ritual high quality to the whole thing, Dani thought, is that if they’d all been by it a thousand times. Aunt Connie positioned her daughter simply so, head down, knees broad apart, hands on prime of her head. Rebecka started to weep softly and beg for leniency, the pitch of her voice rising a half-octave as Uncle Ted greased his center finger with Vaseline, then pushed it slowly into his daughter’s anus.

"Please, Daddy," Rebecka squealed, Uncle Ted’s big finger drilling into her rectum. "Please, not the ginger, provillain not tonight! I promise I’ll be good!"

"They’re going to offer her a ginger suppository," Timothy defined, snickering, his prick tenting the front of his slacks. He was fourteen, a shy, slender boy who performed chess and owned a set of instructions for making pipe bombs. "It burns really dangerous. In 5 minutes she’ll be begging for an enema."

"Here it comes, Becky," Uncle Ted stated, removing a fats, gel-coated capsule from a foil packet. "Just just a little something to help you remember these Bible verses." He unfold her taut buttocks, then firmly pressed the capsule into her greased asshole. She squealed, slender thighs twitching as he drove it deep into her rectum with his finger.

The capsule’s coating started to melt instantly. Rebecka moaned and pranced nervously from foot to foot, her father’s lengthy, thick finger inside her as far as it might go, holding the terrible pill in place.

"She’s getting a little bit tight again right here, Connie," Uncle Ted remarked, rotating his finger deep in Rebecka’s asshole. "You know what Brother Joshua would say!"

" ‘A woman in training is an obedient woman,’ " Aunt Connie recited. "I’ll ensure she’s back in harness when she goes to school tomorrow."

Dani shot Timothy a quizzical look. Who was brother Joshua? What variety of training did they imply? Timothy solely licked his lips and smiled enigmatically.

When Uncle Ted was satisfied that the suppository had melted utterly, he worked his center finger in and out of Rebecka’s asshole several instances, spreading the caustic liquid inside her, instructing her to bear down as if she have been having a bowel motion.

"Ohhh, Daddy," she moaned, buttocks flexing, sphincter winking spastically open and shut round his finger. "Ooohhh, it burns!"

The spanking itself was fast and brutal, twelve onerous strokes delivered with a flexible leather-based- wrapped crop, which Aunt Connie chosen from amongst several paddles, crops and flails hung in an antique cupboard. Weeping openly, wailing for mercy, Becky squealed as the crop kissed her buttocks and higher thighs, every stroke leaving an extended, crimson welt. Then she was told to stand within the corner, bent forward barely to better display her whipped backside, hands still on prime of her head. After twenty minutes, Timothy defined, she’d be given an enema and put to mattress.

When the time came and Rebecka was led to the upstairs bathroom by Aunt Connie, Timothy motioned for Dani to join him, they usually followed at a secure distance.

"You’ve got to see this," he stated. The bathroom door wasn’t fairly shut, evidently the home had settled, and not one of the doorways closed all the best way. A thin shaft of light fell across the hallway. Timothy positioned himself beside the slender crack and gestured for Dani to comply with go well with.

"Hurry, Mommy," Rebecka moaned, reaching again to spread her buttocks apart, small breasts flattening into the towel. "Hurry and put it in me. I feel like I’m on hearth!"

Dani knelt down, peering into the brightly lit bathroom. A thick white bath-towel was spread out on the tile ground; Rebecka crouched there on knees and elbows. Aunt Connie sat on a low stool at her hip, smearing a plastic nozzle with Vaseline. The nozzle was surprisingly giant, Dani thought, about seven inches lengthy and twice the circumference of a man’s thumb, with a significant bulb at its tip. It was connected to a slim rubber hose, depending like a tail from a red rubber enema bag, which hung, in turn, from a tall chrome stand on wheels.

"Hurry, Mommy." Rebecka moaned, reaching again to spread her buttocks apart, small breasts flattening into the towel. "Hurry and put it in me. I feel like I’m on fire!"

Aunt Connie chuckled. "Hold your horses, younger lady," she said, working the bulbed nozzle previous her daughter’s spasming anus. "We’ll see how enthusiastic you're about taking that second quart." Rebecka groaned, toes curling as the large nozzle disappeared between her rounded buttocks. Dani couldn’t imagine having an object that dimension pushed into her asshole, yet Rebecka appeared to accept it fairly easily.

"Two quarts," whispered Timothy. "Ever had two quarts of water squirted up inside you?"

Dani shook her head. The very thought made her sphincter tighten in sympathy.

"She’ll be running to the toilet for the subsequent three days."

Rebecka made little mewing sounds as the water started to movement, gurgling, into her bowels, the enema bag collapsing because it emptied. Aunt Connie smiled and labored the bulbed nozzle smoothly again and forth in Rebecka’s asshole, thoroughly irrigating her daughter’s burning rear canal.

Rebecka’s expression modified regularly, from one in all relief at the water’s cooling effects, to heavy-lidded, open-mouthed arousal. Her hips started to roll slowly, meeting every long thrust of the nozzle; her inner pussy lips pouted open, pink and moist with nectar.

"Ooohhh, Mommeee," she moaned, Aunt Connie working the nozzle briskly again and forth in her flooding rectum. "It’s making me, I believe I’m going to…"

A tremendous blush saddled Becky’s narrow backside, after which she cried out, hips bucking comically, a sheen of cunt juice glistening on her inside thighs.

"For heaven’s sakes, Rebecca," Aunt Connie scowled, pistoning the nozzle’s full length in and out of her daughter’s twitching backside. "You’re like a bitch in heat. You’ve just earned yourself a bedtime spanking, and another tomorrow morning."

"I’m sorry, Mommy, I couldn’t help it!" Becky panted. Her youthful brow was furrowed, her lips pressed right into a tight little "o." Now that her climax was fading, she seemed to develop instantly aware of the stress constructing inside her. Her belly regarded slightly swollen, Dani thought, the enema filling her up like a water balloon.

"Ooohhhh, Mommeee, " Rebecka groaned ultimately, tossing her chestnut ponytail. "I don’t assume I can take anymore!"

"Nonsense, younger lady," Aunt Connie declared. "You’ve still received most of a quart to go. Let’s get that backside up a bit increased, so the water can run proper down inside you."

Becky did as she was advised, drawing her knees virtually to her chin, obediently raising her backside as far as she could. Anus pointed on the ceiling, face pressed into the fluffy towel, she produced a collection of low groans because the heat water flooded her insides, encroaching deeper and deeper into her bowels.