Her Lord's Claim (The Forbidden Saga #4) - Maggie Ryan Page 0,38

ordered.

Lucy sobbed, but obeyed. She felt the woman’s fingers pulling at her cheeks, spreading the globes of her bottom apart.

“Apply the lubricant, Molly,” she ordered, and Lucy felt consumed with mortification as her maid’s fingers dipped between her buttocks, applying the cold and slippery ointment on her bottom-hole, a place that, despite the medical enema of her childhood, Lucy had never in her life considered would be seen again, much less touched.

“That’s enough,” Anna instructed. “I really shouldn’t allow any lubricant at all seeing as how Lucy behaved, but I suppose I just have a soft heart.”

Soft heart? Lucy so wanted to argue that claim and yet seeing Mrs. Bremmer retrieve the nozzle from Molly, she didn’t dare. Lucy continued to weep softly, but forced herself to remain still as Molly took over spreading Lucy’s hot punished globes apart while her superior placed the lubricated tip of the nozzle against her tightly puckered bottom-hole.

“Relax your bottom, Lady Huntington,” Anna said as she began to press the nozzle against the resisting orifice. “Stop all that ridiculous clenching, unless you wish to have Miss Molly hold your buttocks open the entire time you take your enema. You will not keep the nozzle out of your bum but will only earn additional punishment.”

Lucy attempted to obey, her mind seizing on the fact that the housekeeper had called her by her new name as if to remind her that even titled women living this lifestyle were subject to immensely embarrassing and intrusive punishments. Addressing her lady’s maid as Miss Molly added to the humiliation of the entire ordeal.

Anna ignored her sobs as she slowly but firmly pressed the nozzle into the small, virgin hole. Lucy continued to alternate between attempting to obey and trying to expel the nozzle. When her sphincter muscle finally yielded, the serpent took its hateful bite causing her to arch her head back and cry out at the sharp pain.

“Settle down,” Anna scolded, forcing another inch of the nozzle into Lucy’s bottom. Anna didn’t comfort her charge and Lucy didn’t really expect any sign of sympathy. After all, this was the price she paid for not withholding the vulgar word she’d spewed not once but three times. This was punishment and if there was one thing Lucy had learned beneath the manor’s roof, it was that punishments were not meant to be easy.

That fact became crystal clear when Anna kept the nozzle in place for a few moments before reversing its direction and pulling it free. Lucy yelped at the withdrawal and then cried out again as she was forced through another humiliating insertion. Lucy tried to block out what was happening to her body, but her mind as well as Mrs. Bremmer’s words refused to allow her to escape.

“Instead of wasting your energy with needless worries about the nozzle not being able to fit into your naughty little bum, Lucy, I suggest instead that you spend your energy remembering the rules your papa has attempted to teach you.”

Lucy felt humiliated as the woman lectured her. She kept her eyes tightly clenched as the nozzle was again extracted only to feel it being reinserted for the third time.

“Please…” she moaned, the repeated insertions shaming her as each one forced her to not only be aware of exactly where that awful nozzle was going, but to actively submit to its demand to be allowed entry.

“Please what, Lady Huntington?” Anna asked, pulling the nozzle free with an embarrassingly loud pop.

As the tip was run around the rim of her anus, Lucy finally accepted the fact that she would find the nozzle seated and removed repeatedly until she proved her submission. “Please, ma’am, please just… just put it in and… give me my enema,” Lucy said, never having imagined having such a request pass her lips.

“That’s a good girl,” Anna said. “Molly, since your duties will now include more intimate care of your mistress, you shall do the honors of fulfilling Lucy’s request.”

“Oh… yes, ma’am,” Molly said and Lucy felt the nozzle leave her tender hole as it was evidently transferred from Anna’s hand to the younger woman’s.

“Place the tip directly against her anus and push firmly. Don’t bother with her whines… you’re not going to hurt her.”

Lucy slammed her eyes shut as if doing so would allow her to escape the mortifying experience. She tried to remain totally silent as she felt the nozzle entering her yet again.

“That’s right. Nice and deep now. It needs to be seated fully so there won’t