Bad Girl
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 and 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 Mamas' 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.
Angels' 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 Angels' ass. Then she once again parted the youngsters' 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 teenagers' 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 Angels' 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 teenagers' 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
Angels' neither lips apart she applied it to the tip of the teenagers'
clit and held it there as more of the sudsy mixture filled the girls'
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 girls' 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 mothers' 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 Angels' 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 Angels' 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 teenagers 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.