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ANNABELLE'S PUNISHMENT Annabelle - An eleven-year-old girl who has trouble understanding that NO means NO and so receive severe punishments for her misdeeds. Terrie - A single parent to Annabelle and the person who enjoys giving Annabelle punishments to remember. She also happens to have the equipment and connections to back it up. *** Annabelle's mother Terrie was extremely upset with her daughter's behavior today. The yelling, talking back and general misbehavior, all because she wouldn't get her a music CD she wanted. After plenty of fighting in the store she managed to get thru checkout and into the car. As Terrie drove out of the parking lot, with her daughter in the passenger seat, towards home she realized the only solution to her daughter's behavior was another severe and lasting punishment. Riding from the store too home continued to be problem for poor Terrie. Annabelle continued to press her luck by talking under breath at her mother. But at this point Terrie was having none of it she just drove in silence. "I'm tired of all this acting up. I know just what to do this time and if this doesn't do it I'll take her to Doctor Vickers again." she thought to herself. With that thought she looked at her offspring smiling. Annabelle saw her mother smile that evil smile and realized she may have pushed this entire situation about a music CD to far. You see Annabelle was no stranger to her mother's wrath and love for some extremely unusual lessons in proper behavior. Realizing this she started saying she was sorry but only got an icy stare back confirming she was in trouble and nothing she did would help her situation. Some twenty minutes later Terrie pulled the car into the drive. Annabelle made another effort to plead her case. "Please mom I'm sorry. I promise never to be bad again." "Go to your bedroom and wait for me there" her mother ordered as they were getting out of the car. Once through the front door Annabelle couldn't help but to cry at what was about to happen to her. Seating on her bed, defeated and just a little scared Annabelle thought back to the last punishment she received at the hands of her mother. It was a couple of months ago when it was time to go to a friends birthday party she had been invited too just down the street from her own house. Earlier that day her mother had asked that she put the dirty dishes in the washer but she simply acted as if she didn't hear her. When she was about to go she was ordered again to load the dishwasher. But with out thinking she blurted out that she'd do them when she came home. Well that was the wrong thing to say. Her mother jumped up from the couch, grabbed her by the back of the neck and was dragged to her mother's bathroom. Once there she was ordered to strip down nude and was promptly given a large enema. After a lot of forced water retention, cramping and crying she was allowed to relieve herself. But it wasn't over there. As she was empting her bowels of the soapy water her mother came back holding a strange pair of shiny black pants. After her mother had taken her to see Doctor Vickers to have her hymen surgically removed her mother had the pants made for just this kind of occasion. They were sized to fit her snug but not tight. Dangling from the crotch was to detachable inflation bulbs. Attached to these on the inside of the pants were two inflatable dildos, also sized for her. Her mother made her wear the pants under her street clothes the rest of the day. She ended up missing the party. You'd think she'd learn but no. Here she sits, on her bed working herself into a panic over her coming punishment. *** While her daughter was working herself into a mad frenzy in her room Terrie had dropped her store purchases on the bed and headed for her walk-in closet. She had a working plan in mind and needed to confirm she had everything. Walking into the walk-in closet she headed for the large locking cabinet she kept there. Unlocking and opening the doors revealed a small fortune of kinky items. All could bring pleasure or pain depending on how they were used. As she started to gather up different items she spotted the inflatable dildo pants. Smiling to herself she thought, "I'm going to have to use them again before she grows out of them." *** As panic was about to consume Annabelle her bedroom door swung open startling her. Her mother stood there waiting for her to regain her composure. "Remove all your clothes and put them in your closet hamper" was all she said. "All my clothing? Everything?" "All of it, now! The more you make me wait the worse it will be for you. Now lets go." Terrie said trying to maintain her anger level. Slowly Annabelle got up from the bed and started to undress. All the time her mother stood in the doorway watching. She quickly removed the blouse and jeans then looked again at her mother. "Everything", she commanded. Reaching around she unhooked her bra and dropped in the pile on the floor, all the while her nervousness was increasing. She then slipped the thumbs of her hands inside the waistband of her panties, pulled down and stepped out of them. Once she was completely nude she knelt down to gather the clothes and put them in the hamper. "Okay, let's go to my bathroom. I want to get this started and done with", said Terrie. Placing one hand across her budding breast and the other over her sex, in an attempt to hide, she walked past her mother down the hall to the master bath. When Annabelle made the final turn into her mother's bathroom she came to a shocked stop. For what she saw truly scared her. The first thing she noticed was the three huge enema bags hanging from a medical support pole, already filled with warm water. She also noticed they each had the dreaded double nozzles attached to the hoses, she hated these, Once the balloons were inflated, one inside the colon and the other outside against the sphincter, it effective prevented release of water. One time she was given an enema using one of these. Her mother filled up her gut then detached the inflation bulbs and unhooked the hose. Then was made to do jumping jacks while enema water sloshed around inside her unable to get out. The second thing to catch her attention was the medical tray. It sat next to the vanity sink covered with numerous medical items. She recognized the box of rubber gloves, the KY Jelly and the scissors. It was the other items she wasn't certain with. A medical package with the words "Catheterization Kit" and a long tube that read "Foley Catheter". It frightened her to no end. Next to the medical tray was more stuff. It was small stacks of cloth diapers, disposable diapers and rubber pants. "She hadn't had to be diapered since she was wetting the bed and that had been a few years ago. Why would she use them now", thought Annabelle. "Lay down on the towel on your back", her mother said breaking her thoughts about diapers. "You've been a horrible child today and now it's time for you to learn a lesson you'll soon not forget." "I'm sorry mom", said Annabelle meekly not knowing completely what was about to happen. While she said this she got down onto the floor to lie on her back. Still trying to hide herself with her hands. "Be quiet and stop trying to hide. I've seen it all before. Now spread your legs." Moving her hands to her face Annabelle started to cry again. She slowly spread her legs, knees bent to reveal her sex. She felt very exposed. Between the tears she made one more attempt at avoiding the inevitable. " Mom please, I won't be a bad girl anymore. I swear." "You see that's one of your problems. You're swearing. You're supposed to behave like a young lady and not a cry baby who didn't get their juice fast enough." While she was talking her daughter's legs had drifted back together trying to hide her nether regions. "I said spread your legs." She quickly complied with her mother's order. Taking a pair of rubber gloves off of the medical tray Terrie quickly pulled them on. She next grabbed the tube of lubricant then knelt down between her daughter's legs. "I see your starting to grow a little pubic hair down here. I'll have to make arrangement later on to do something about that. Now hold still." "What did she mean by that", Annabelle wondered. Terrie placed the tip of the tube against her daughter's anus and gave it a squeeze. Using her gloved fingers Terrie spread the stuff around. She then placed one lubricated finger against Annabelle's sphincter and gave it a jab. The finger went straight in without much effort. This made Annabelle gasp not quite expecting her to do that. Terrie withdrew her finger satisfied that her daughter's backside was well lubricated both outside and inside. As the slick lubricant started to warm up from her body temperature Annabelle pleaded once more, "Please don't give me an enema. Mom, please they hurt!" Terrie ignored her pleas by placing the tube of lubricant back on the tray as if she wasn't there. She then moved over to the medical pole and the menacing bags of water. Once again she knelt between her daughters legs while reaching for the first enema bags hose and nozzle. She loved using the nozzles, even on herself when the mood struck her. With it's inflating balloons for inside and outside the colon, effectively plugging a persons anus. It's long tube with it's own clamp and detachable inflation bulbs. Properly used it effectively ensured that water stayed in the bowels of the victim until release. Having a firm grip on the nozzle with her right hand and spreading Annabelle's butt cheeks with the left Terrie pushed the nozzle into place. "Owww!" Annabelle started to squirm across the towel "Quiet! Stop moving!" As this was said the tip of the nozzle sank home, the first balloon slipping past the sphincter muscle. Before Annabelle could catch her breath Terrie took hold of one of the inflation bulbs, giving it three hard squeezes. Annabelle's eyes went wide as the balloon inside her colon inflated. Her mother quickly grabbed the second bulb and gave it also three hard squeezes, effectively sealing off her bowels. With the final squeeze of the second inflation bulb Annabelle panicked. She tried to stand but her mother gave her a hard slap on the thigh making her think twice. "Do that again and I'll pump up those balloons until you think I'm tearing you apart. Got it?" With Annabelle's sudden submission Terrie reached up to release both the hose clamp and the nozzle clamp. For Annabelle hearing the clamp being release was like a gunshot. She knew that the water was now flowing into her and she couldn't stop it. Lying there on her back she first looked at the enema bag slowly shrinking. Then down at her stomach and watch it start to swell. Annabelle put her hands to her face and continued to cry. "It's only a quart of soapy water Annabelle. You can and will take it all. Then you are to hold it for five minutes so the enema can work properly", said Terrie as sat down on the vanity chair. More crying as the pressure built. "Try to relax your half way there." Her daughter's stomach was noticeably larger. The water continued to flow and the cramps started. The first cramp shot though her gut making Annabelle role onto her side, any position to get a little comfort. But the pressure continued to build. "Almost there." Terrie said. The bag was nearly empty. "Please Mom, I need to go to the toilet." Another cramp raced across Annabelle bloated gut making her role to her other side. "No toilet. You going to hold it for five minutes so it will work properly and clean you out." Just as that was said the bag gurgled indicating it was empty. "See the bag is empty, five more minutes." "Please!" Annabelle cried. Terrie got up from her chair with the intent of clamping off the nozzle, disconnecting it from the hose and letting her daughter just lay on the floor for the five minutes as the soapy enema water continued to work. But a better idea came to her. Because of her constant pleading she'd make Annabelle do some useless task to her situation seem worse. Terrie got up from the chair moving over to the medical pole. Reaching down she clamped the enema hose the clamped the nozzle hose. This would prevent any back flow and save her carpets from being ruined. The hose was then disconnected from the nozzle. "Annabelle, I want you to go to your room and get me one of your oversized shirts you sleep in.", her mother ordered. Annabelle hesitated. "I said get up and go get me one of your shirts." Slowly Annabelle tried to get up but was only able to get to her hands and knees. With her stomach hanging down that it gave the illusion she was pregnant her mother helped her to her feet. As she stood up the water inside her started shifting, bring on another series of painful cramps. By reflex she started to bare down as if on the toilet but nothing happen. The water was staying until her mother decided to give her relief. "Please…let me go to the toilet." "I won't say it again. Now go." Terrie knew that the short walk from here to her bedroom and back would aggravate Annabelle's bowels. But then again that was the purpose. She had been a poorly behaved girl today. Defeated, bloated, nude, with a tube hanging between her legs Annabelle made her way to her own room. As she waddle the tube of nozzle with its inflation bulbs bounced against both her knees. Every step worked the water around inside her making every step painful. As she neared her room a sharp painful cramp shot across her middle bringing her to her knees. Terrie heard the load moan come from the hallway and went to check on her. On her knees leaning against the wall was Annabelle. "Get up and go get that shirt or I'll use the paddle on your ass. I smack you so hard you won't be able to sit for a week." Knowing that her current condition was horrible this threat seemed to make Annabelle move with renewed effort. Why, because her mother used the paddle once before on her. She had to drop her pants at the kitchen table and grab its edge. Once the smacking started her mother seemed to lose controlled and started hitting harder and harder. After that episode Annabelle had to sleep on her stomach for the next two nights. While that thought was running through her head she manage to get to her dresser and retrieve one of her sleeping shirts. Now all she had to do was make it back to mother's bathroom. But again the cramps rippled through her stomach begging for relief. Slowly, like some over due pregnant mother she made her way back. Terrie watched as her daughter stepped through the doorway towards her. Annabelle handed the shirt to her to only get a sarcastic thank you in return. "Owww", escaped her lips as yet another cramp hit her, "please let me use the toilet." "Well, I guess its been about five minutes. Go sit down, but don't let the nozzle hose fall into the toilet water." With renewed hope Annabelle waddled over to the toilet. Fighting off more humiliation she reached down between he legs to grab hold of the nozzle and its inflation bulbs still damming up her colon. Setting down had its difficulties, ending up just flopping down on the seat. Her mother followed her to the toilet watching for a moment. She was a sight, teary eyed, bloated stomach, nude while holding the end of a rubber tube between her legs with its other end disappearing somewhere below. After taking all that in Terrie reach down to take hold of the inflation bulbs in her daughters hand. She gave one of the stop air valves a turn and listen to the air escaping. Annabelle thinking relief was at hand push down but nothing happened. She nearly panicked once again when she realized that the balloon inside her was still blocking the way. Taking hold of the second valve she slowly twisted the air control knob letting the air escape a little at a time. As the inner balloon deflated she surprised Annabelle by jerking at the nozzle tube pulling out of her colon and from between her legs. Annabelle nearly jumped of the toilet seat because the balloon had not fully deflated, stretching opening a bit. But before she even finished her surprised response from having the nozzle jerk out of her bowels let go in a torrent spraying dirty soapy enema water. As Annabelle was relieving her mother said, "I'm going into the other room for a moment, when your done relieving don't move from that seat. Because we all far from over with your punishment." pointing to the two remaining full enema bags. "Yes ma'am", Annabelle said with some nervousness in her voice but just a little happy that at this moment there was no pain. *** While Annabelle was busy taking care of what bothered her Terrie went to make a quick phone call. Going to the phone in the living room, out of earshot of her daughter, she picked up the hand set and dialed a number. Waited while it rang then a voice answered, "Doctor Vickers Office." "Hello, this is Terrie Jennings may I speak to Doctor Sarah Vickers?" "One moment please", said the voice. "This is Doctor Vickers." "Hi Sarah it's Terrie." "Hello. How are you doing?" the doctor asked. "I'm doing alright but its been one of those days when comes to Annabelle. Can I ask a favor?" "Certainly." "Well I need to make arrangements to bring in Annabelle into your office for a visit. Plus I may need to put in another special order on a few items." "What time would you like to bring her in and what do you want to order?" "Well, what ever time is good for you. As for the order I need just a few items, but I need to get her measurements before I can order", said Terrie. "No problem. Get hold of me when you get her measurements and I'll check my schedule, okay?" replied Sarah. "Okay, I'll email you later tonight. Talk to later and again thanks." "Your welcome, take care." "Goodbye." With that Terrie put the phone back. Knowing that her daughter had had plenty of time to deal with the first enema it was time to start the second. *** Terrie walked into her bathroom just about the time Annabelle stood up off the toilet seat. "Are you done?" she asked. "Yes ma'am." "Good, lay back down on the floor like before and we'll get started." At this point Annabelle gave up protesting or pleading, resigned to her fate. "If I can just get through this current punishment", she thought, "I'll be good from now on." Kneeling on the floor she got into position once again. On her back, legs spread and anus exposed. Terrie also got back into the same position, between her daughter's legs. This time the enema was just plain warm water, no soap to irritate the colon. It would just wash out any remaining waste or soap residue. Downing her gloves and armed with lubricant she again prepared the target. Once that was out of the way she took hold of the nozzle and tubing for the second enema planted it were it belonged. Again getting a gasp of surprise from her daughter. She then grabbed the inflation bulbs and gave each the same three hard squeezes locking the nozzle in place. With an inner smile Terrie reached for the clamp and released the flow of water. "Now that's the same amount of water as before so I don't want to hear any complaints about it being too much. It's plain water so it won't irritate your inside as much" Terrie said as she took her place again on the vanity chair. Before the water started to become painful for Annabelle she asked, " How long do I have to hold it this time?" "Fifteen minutes." Annabelle could only moan and turned her head to look at the bag slowly empting into her. *** Some thirty minutes later Annabelle was back in the same position ready to receive her final enema, on her back, legs spread and an increasingly sore anus exposed. Even though she was forced to hold the second for fifteen minutes it was a little easier for Annabelle. Instead of her mother making her walk somewhere or do jumping jacks in the nude with tubes hanging out of her she was allowed to just lie on the floor squirming. She was starting to get tired from all of this but hopeful the end was near. Just a little more forced water retention, relief at the toilet and then maybe sent to her room for the night. Her mother had other plans though. For the third time today Terrie knelt down between her daughter's legs to insert and inflate the nozzle balloons. What her daughter did not notice was instead of just a quart of water the third bag contained a quart and a half. Once everything was prepared and inflated Terrie released the clamp. As Annabelle lay semiconscious on the floor trying to find a comfortable position Terrie started to prepare for the final phase of the punishment. She went to the vanity counter to retrieve the medical tray containing the catheterization kit and other important items. The tray was placed on the floor next to her daughter knowing that if remained on the tray it stayed sterile. She next retrieved the stack of diapers, rubber pants and baby powder. Annabelle seemed to not even notice what was happening around her. Terrie had just finished her preparations when a new series of cramps brought her daughter back to reality. She grabbed her mid-section again and rolled onto her side. When she rolled over she was aware enough to notice all those items she forgot about. The diapers, the rubber pants and catheter. It dawned on her that all this was not quite over with. And of course she was right. The enema bag eventually emptied with a gurgling sound. Terrie noticing this reached over to clamp off the both the hose and the nozzle hose. With a quick pull she separated both of them, laying the end of the nozzle on the floor between Annabelle's legs. Annabelle with enough awareness realized the bag was empty asked meekly "How long do I have to hold it this time?" Her mother just ignored her as she removed the gloves she had on for another pair. Once the gloves were on she started to break open the catheterization kit and catheter. "Mom?" "Now hold still", said Terrie. She pickup from the kit a sterile cleaning towel and proceeded to wipe down her daughters sex. After a minute or so she was satisfied that the area was disinfected. Taking her left hand Terrie, using the thumb and index finger, spread the lips of her daughters vagina revealing her target, Annabelle's urethra. Using her right hand she took the small pack of lubricant that came supplied with the kit. She squeezed out a large droplet of the cool lubricant having it drop right on top of the urethra opening. While she kept her left hand in place she used her right hand to put down the small lubricant package. Reaching back to Annabelle's vagina she use her index finger to spread the slick substance around the target. "Mom please what are you doing? Please let me up? I need the toilet! Mom please!" cried Annabelle, not certain what was about to happen to her. "I said hold still", commanded her mother. "What I'm doing is giving you a catheter." "A what", her voice trembling not quite understanding. "It's this", holding up the long piece of tubing. "It's a catheter. What I'm doing is inserting it into your pee hole and up into your bladder. As part of your punishment I'm taking away your control over your bladder." With everything ready except perhaps her daughter Terrie took aim. "Now hold still or I'll make it hurt more then it already is." Terrie placed the tip of the Foley catheter against the opening of the urethra and started to push it in. Seeing how the opening was stretching a little Terrie knew it was going to be tight fit. This of course elicited a loud "Owww" from Annabelle. Terrie just ignored her. With a little more force the tip of the catheter pushed open the urethra, starting its journey to the bladder. Terrie continued to push a little at a time. She pushed the tubing until her fingers would hit against her daughter's sex then she simply slid her fingers back up the catheter to take hold of more. While this was going on Terrie realized she forgot something, the clamp for the catheter. Once the tube broke into the bladder it would empty out unless there was something to stop it. With the catheter half way to its destination she stopped to find the clamp. It was quickly retrieved, located under the drainage leg bag in the kit. While her mother was trying to complete her daughter's catheterization Annabelle was about to lose it. The pain of having a quart and half of water dammed up inside her was one thing. This new pain was something else entirely different. It felt like her urinary track was on fire. It seemed to burn. She was breathing heavy, gripping the towel she was lying on with her hands and gritting her teeth. She just couldn't take it anymore. "Mom, please stop your hurting me. It burns!" "Of course it burns. The catheter is rubbing the inside of your pee hole and irritating it. It will eventually go away. Now be still we're nearly done." With that said Terrie placed the clamp on the end of the catheter and closed it. Once again she took hold of the tubing and finished pushing home. To make certain it was properly inserted she position the small kit bowl down where she could hold the catheter opening over it. She next released the clamp and was rewarded with a stream of urine. Annabelle lay there nearly hyperventilating from her ordeal. The last thing to do was to inflate the small balloon at the top of the catheter. Taking out the syringe from the kit she notice it was already loaded with sterile water. It contained about 50 cc of fluid but since Annabelle's body was that of a young girl she wouldn't put it all in. She placed the syringe against the valve of the catheter and slowly pushed the plunger. First 5, then 10, then 15 and then 20 cc were now in the balloon. Terrie decided 30 cc was about the right amount and with some effort pushed to remaining in. With that completed she disconnected the syringe. Making certain to correctly seat the catheter she took hold of the end and started to pull it back out. It didn't go far before it stopped. She now knew that the balloon was resting just on the inside of her daughter's bladder. "Owww", again escaped her lips as her mother seated her new plumbing. "It burns! I need to pee, please!" "You just did Annabelle. Right into this bowl." Showing her the bowl as she moved it out of the way. "Anyways, the catheter is making you feel like you need to go, but that sensation will go away just like the burning will. Now hold on just a little longer because I'm nearly done with you." Terrie re-clamped the catheter and laid it on her daughter's abdomen. She also laid the nozzle tubing up on her abdomen making the ends point up at Annabelle's budding breast. Annabelle felt her plumbing being moved and tried to look down at herself. Her eyes rolled in their sockets and her head fell back to the floor when she looked. Lying on her swollen stomach was her plumbing pointing back at her face, her mother preparing something else with that evil smile of hers. "Please let this end. I can't take any more", she thought. "Lift your butt into the air Annabelle" came the command. Annabelle manage to lift just enough for Terrie to slid the first disposable diaper under her. Terrie was not at all surprised that her daughter didn't ask why or complain. "Guess she finally accepted her fate", she thought to herself. Terrie plan was nearing completion and she was eager to get done with it. After all she still wanted some time to relax and get something to eat. It had been a long day for her as well. Taking the catheter tubing Terrie rolled it into one loop and pressed it flat just above Annabelle's vagina, letting the end point down towards the crotch. Using some medical tape she quickly secured it into place. The nozzle hose was simply taped where it was, pulled up from between her butt cheeks across her sex pointing up at her belly button. Terrie, taking the baby powder, began sprinkling the stuff over the entire area of her daughters expose nether regions. Creating an escaping white cloud that floated lightly about the room. After holding the enema now for some time and receiving two previous enemas Annabelle seemed to be getting use to the situation. Her moving was a lot lease at this point. The good thing though was she was quite. Perhaps because of her mothers threats or from complete exhaustion or a combination of both, it didn't matter just long as she was quite. With all the pieces in place it was now time to close and cover. Taking the front part of the disposable diaper Terrie pull it up to secure it around her daughters waist. Each of the six fastening tabs were put in place making the diaper fit nice a snug. Once that was done Terrie looked it over to make certain everything was where she intended it to be. The nozzle tube end and inflation bulbs lay just above the diaper waistband. Terrie checked to make certain that both stop air valves were firmly closed and they were. She next unscrewed the inflation bulbs themselves disconnecting them from the rest of the nozzle and tubing. With that completed she simply pushed the tubing down just under the waistband. It would be easily acquired again if Terrie wished to add more water to Annabelle colon without having to remove the diaper. Next she felt the front of the diaper to insure that the catheter was in place and through the diaper felt for the clamp so as to release it. Unclipping the clamp let loose the small amount of urine from the bladder to drain right into the diaper. This created a small wet spot to appear on the diaper face. The last thing to do now was add enough absorbent material so she could make Annabelle remain in this painful, uncomfortable and embarrassing condition until late tomorrow. At least that was the plan. She also needed to have Annabelle somewhat alert so she could finish. Terrie, using her bare hand gave her daughter a very hard slap on the exposed thigh not covered by the diaper. "Wake up!" "Owww!" she screamed, coming back from whatever reality she had slipped into. "Lift your butt again" Terrie ordered once again. Her daughter complied and a second disposable diaper was put in place. Annabelle with her senses aware enough to start taking in her situation again asked, "Where's the tubing? It feels like its still in me. Mom, can I please go to the toilet." Being knocked back into the real world once again made her aware that she still held a quart and half of water in her gut. "Don't talk. First, yes I have left the nozzle and the catheter in place, there under the diaper. And no you can not go to the toilet." While this was being said Terrie had taking the scissor and removing the plastic portion of the diaper in the crotch area. This exposed the absorbent material inside the diaper. Taking the second diaper she repeated the process. "I can't stay like this, it hurts", not fully realizing what her mother had in mind. "Sure you can and you will. Now lift up again." She placed a third disposable diaper under her and again removed the plastic cover from crotch. "I don't understand. Why can't I go to the toilet?" "Because I'm mad at you for earlier today and so this is your punishment. You wanted to embarrass me at the store, well now your paying for it. I'm tired of your antics!" realizing she was starting to lose control herself she took a moment to finish with the three diapers she fitted to Annabelle. "What I've done is created a punishment you will remember for a very long time. That water you now have trapped inside you will stay, At least until you can pee it out." Annabelle was looking scared and confused. "I've taken control of both of your bodily functions, dear", patting the front of the diaper. "First, you will remain plugged so no water escapes. Your intestinal track will be forced to absorb the water through tonight and tomorrow. Or for however long it takes. While that happens your bladder will fill and need relief. That's where the catheter in your bladder comes in. With the catheter I've taken away your ability to pee on your own. Your bladder will simply drain into the diapers your wearing. And because of the amount of water that will drain though the catheter is well over a quart I'm putting you in enough diapers that I won't have to change you until tomorrow. Now stand up. Annabelle didn't know what to make of all this. Could she actually keep her like this until the next day? But knowing she couldn't win she began to try and stand. It was difficult at first, with the padding of three diapers between her legs and still retaining the water from the last enema. Her mother helped her to her feet. She tried to stand up straight but it was no use, she hurt too much. Once she got Annabelle to her feet the sight of her was not good. With the final task at hand Terrie set to work. Gabbing the first of two thick cloth diapers she shook them out so they could be put on. While Annabelle held onto her mothers shoulder she was made to step into them. They were quickly pulled up into place over the disposable ones. The second pair soon followed along with one pair of rubber pants. With the removal of the plastic cover on the disposable diapers the urine would be allowed to flow though to the cloth and take advantage of five diapers worth of absorption. With five diapers and one pair of rubber pants Annabelle was having trouble staying upright. All the padding between her legs was forcing them out at an angle and not straight down under her. She also began to feel the dampness of the draining catheter into the first layer of diapers. Grabbing the shirt she made Annabelle retrieve earlier she unfolded it so she could put it on. "Here you go", holding the shirt so she could put her arms through. As Annabelle put her head through her mother pulled the bottom down to her waist but ran into a minor problem. Normally the shirt was large enough to hang down nearly to her knees but the diapers were in the way. The diapers with all their padding gave the illusion that Annabelle waist area was in the middle of an inflated beach ball. This made it impossible to get the shirt down any further. Giving up Terrie just let it lay where it may. "Okay, we're done. You will remain as you are until sometime tomorrow. You are to go to your room and stay there. No TV, no music, no computer, no nothing. Do I make myself clear?" ask her mother. Trying to stay standing with legs too far apart Annabelle nodded yes. "Also if you try to remove any of the stuff that is on you I'll lock your hands behind your back and keep you like this for a week. Got that?" Again Annabelle nodded yes. "Good, now go to your room. I'll check on you later." With that said Annabelle, with a lot of effort, waddle to her room. It was slow going with all that she had on. As well as still having flooded bowels but she made it. First thing she wanted was to just go to sleep in her bed. Again it required a lot of effort to accomplish this simple task. But she made it. For the next hour Annabelle tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable position. She never found it but still fell asleep anyways. Her mother did as she had promised, checking in on her daughter. Peeking in through the door she found her laying in an odd angle on her side. "That would put a kink in my neck if I slept like that", she thought. Going over to the bed she covered her up using the spare blanket at the end of her bed. Satisfied everything was done one final thought came to Terrie, "It was her own fault. She deserves this kind of punishment. The next time she screws up again, well…" *** Epilogue: Annabelle remained like that late into the next day. Just like her mother had promised. Over the hours her intestines did slowly absorb the water. The water would end up traveling to the bladder to be expelled. But the bladder never had a chance to fill. The catheter was always draining it. Annabelle slept until morning waking up a bit better then yesterday. Her stomach didn't hurt as much and seemed to not be so swollen with water. The problem now was her diapers. She knew that because of the catheter her diapers were soaked. When she got out of bed it felt like a ten-pound weight was hanging from her crotch. All the water was weighing down the diapers making it terribly uncomfortable. She spent much of the day in this condition. Twice her mother would show up at her door with something simple to eat. Then on the third visit she finally released from her punishment and sent to take a shower. While soaking she thought, "I'll never be bad again". Terrie on the other hand had enjoyed the whole event. Doing things to her daughter made her excited and after she had sent her to her room she went to hers to masturbate. While pleasuring herself she began to get extreme ideas on what she might do next time. But of course that's another story… |