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