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Bad Girl - (Ff, inc, ds, enema, anal)
By Danyealle
In the late afternoon on the warm sunny spring day the only sounds that could be heard in the bright sun dappled room were the ticking of the clock and the soft, muffled sobs of the girl kneeling on the arms of the couch, bent forward, with her face buried in the seat cushion, her hands balled into tight fists. The back of her plaid uniform skirt was tucked up in the waistband and her simple, white cotton panties were bunched up around her ankles. Her simple white dress shirt was unbuttoned and her white lace bra was pulled down under her breasts so they were free, hanging down, the perky, pink nipples brushing against the nap of the soft cushion. Long, angry welts covered her firm upturned ass and down the backs of her thighs. The slight pooch of her nearly hairless pussy was clearly visible in her bent over position. It too had some angry welts across the puffy lips. Her anal cleft was clearly visible and spread, showing the tight pinkish brown pucker of her anus. Beside her head lay what had gotten her in so much trouble, her report card. Tears leaked down her healthy pink cheeks from her tightly screwed shut eyes and her chest heaved with her hitched sobs.
The older woman stood behind her twirling an extra long and wide thermometer in a jar of Vicks, face passive, impervious to the younger girls sobs and tears. When she felt that enough of the tick, petroleum-based product coated the thin, glass rod she withdrew it and stepped closer up behind the girls naked, upturned ass. With two fingers she parted the spread anal cleft a bit further apart. With practiced ease she slid the long, thin cylinder deep into the girls tightly clenched asshole then twirled it around and moved it in and out, coating the rectum with the thick, burning jelly, eliciting more tears and sobs from the girl. Then she slid it all the way in and held it there so it couldn't be pushed out.
The girl kicked her feet as the uncomfortable heat penetrated her very core, sobbing more. "Please, Mama, take it out, it burns!"
Delivering a sharp slap to one red, welted ass cheek, "Quiet Angel! Hold still."
Biting her bottom lip, eyes sparking, Angel tried to hold still so as not to incur any more of her Mama's wraith. She was in enough trouble as it was.
After five minutes the older woman withdrew it and gave it a glance. Her temperature was normal as she expected it would be. "Hold that position until I get back young lady." She then strode off to the bathroom.
Angel did her best to hold still and not fidget around but it was very hard with her whole rectum feeling like it was coated with liquid fire.
The older woman came back five minutes later pushing an IV pole with a three quart enema bag hanging from it, obviously full.
Angel's stomach sank as she heard the sloshing water. She didn't have to turn around and look to know what was in store for her.
Unwinding the tubing from around the arm that held the bag she made sure there were no kinks in the hose then she took the double inflatable nozzle and smeared a liberal amount of lubricant on the balloon that would go into Angel's ass. Then she once again parted the youngster's cheeks and slid the deflated balloon into her reddened asshole. Once it was all the way in she grabbed the cuffalator and pumped the inner balloon up six times, watching the teenager's asshole expand open with the growth of the balloon. Then she pumped up the outer balloon four times to create the seal so nothing would leak out.
Angel shifted around uncomfortably as her still sore anal passage was expanded, "It's too big, Mama! It hurts!" she whined.
Mama ignored her and released the stopcock and let the hot, soapy water flow into Angel's ass.
Before she could catch herself Angel squealed loudly as the soapy mixture filled her rectum and made her shiver.
When she was sure the flow was going good Mama reached out and parted the teenager's sore and puffy pussy lips with two fingers, revealing the tight hole that was beaded with moisture. Her little nub of a clit was clearly visible right above her urethral opening, pink and swollen. Out of her pocket she pulled a small but powerful vibrator. Still holding Angel's neither lips apart she applied it to the tip of the teenager's clit and held it there as more of the sudsy mixture filled the girl's ass.
Angel squirmed around all over, unable to hold still. Her Mama knew what effect that vibrator had on her. Within minutes she had a powerful orgasm. The delicious spasms from that made her already cramping belly seize up even worse.
Mama continued to hold it there until the teenager had several more and all three quarts had drained into her ass.
Angel lay there panting and sweating, fingers clenched around the cushion. Her belly hung down, bloated and distended, as if she were pregnant. Cramps were seizing it every couple of minutes. Her stomach was rolling and she could taste the soap in her mouth and nose. She coughed and gagged a bit, eyes tearing up.
Mama patted her on the ass, "You know the drill, young lady. Stand up."
Angel managed to stand on her shaking legs, looking at the floor, ass clenched tightly around the intruder buried deep within it.
Mama led her over to the corner, pulling the stand behind. Angel put her nose in the join, clasped her hands behind her head and spread her legs; she knew this drill well and did it quickly so it would be over faster.
Mama set the timer for 20 minutes then went upstairs to make the rest of the preparations.
That seemed to be the longest 20 minutes of the girl's life. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't hold still as wave after wave of cramps seized her bloated belly. She whimpered, moaned and wiggled around but kept her hands behind her head and her nose in the corner, knowing what would come would be far worse if she didn't.
When the timer went off, Mama led her upstairs to the bathroom adjacent to the master bedroom. She squatted over the toilet then Mama deflated the balloons and quickly yanked them out of her ass. With a sigh of relief Angel plopped onto the toilet seat and started to void the contents of her roiling bowels while Mama cleaned up the equipment.
When she was done Angel bent over the toilet and Mama gently cleaned her sore ass up with a warm, soapy wash cloth. Then she inserted a butt plug about the size of a golf ball into her stretched and tender anus. Patting her on one welted cheek she told her to go to her room and assume the position on the bed.
Angel trudged off to her mother's room, head lowered, a dejected look on her face. Once there she stripped off what remained of her uniform and dropped it on a pile by the closet door. Then she lay on her back on the bed, drawing her legs up and spreading them, holding them behind the knees and waited.
Dread knotted her stomach in a tight ball. She shut her eyes and tried to let her mind wander somewhere else.
The mother made her wait and stew about 15 minutes before she walked into the bedroom. She was totally naked and had on an eight inch strap-on buckled around her waist. It was already lubed up and glistened in the light as if it knew what it was going to do.
Angel looked at it once and shuddered then shut her eyes again and waited for the inevitable to happen.
The older woman knelt between Angel's legs and rubbed the head of the fake phallus up and down the teenagers slit a couple times before, with one thrust of her hips, she thrust all of it into Angel's tight young pussy in one strong stroke.
The teenager bit her bottom lip to try to keep from crying out, but a short strangled cry still escaped her as the entire intruder roughly stretched out her tender, tight walls.
Not being the least bit gentle about it, the older woman pounced and slammed into the youngster until tears were running down her beautiful face and she was begging and pleading for her to stop, "Oh please, Mama it hurts! Just stop! I'll do better next time. Don't hurt me anymore." The cries for mercy fell on deaf ears as the older woman continued to grind and pound into the girl until the built up end of the dildo that was designed to rub against her clit brought her to a powerful orgasm.
She let it slid out of the teenager's abused hole and leaned back on her haunches to catch her breath.
Angel curled up in a fetal position, holding her sore pussy, sobbing softly, tears streaking down her face.
Once the older woman recovered she banished the teenager to her room for the rest of the night to think about what she could improve.

BadGirl