“I wouldn’t worry too much about it, girls,” Maria said, wiping her hands on a hand towel she had draped over the tub. “Whatever happens, I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
Maria didn’t make eye contact when she gave her little token of hope. Her lips thinned out into a straight line, too. Ariana had a feeling that what was going to happen to them was worse than what they’d already been made to endure. Because in the House, the Daddies trained them to do whatever the Daddies wanted, but they weren’t cruel. It was their job to shape the girls for sale, but whoever bought them had no reason not to treat them however he wanted—good or bad.
And from the bruises on Shelby’s arms and neck, Ariana had a good feeling she knew what was really in store for them.
“All right, little girls. Ariana, Mae, and Shelby it’s time for your enema. Everyone else, out of the tubs and get ready for bed. Your daddies will be along to collect you shortly,” Nancy announced with a harsh clap of her hands.
An enema?
The other girls whined, but Ariana could only stare up at Nancy with dread filling her. She’d never endured something like that, not even in the privacy of her own home. There was no way she could handle such humiliation at the hands of Nancy.
“Okay. Let’s go,” Nancy said, clapping her hands faster. “Line up like good girls. I would hate to have to report bad behavior to your daddies.”
With that threat, all of the girls grudgingly got out of the baths, wrapped themselves up in their terry cloth towels. The other girls filed out of the community bathroom and into the dressing area with Maria while Mae, Shelby and Ariana dragged their feet getting in line. Ariana did her best to not mutter profanities under her breath. Nancy was always looking for reasons to send a girl to the corner or get a girl in trouble with her daddy. Ariana would do her damndest not to give her the satisfaction. There was very little she could control in this House, but whether or not Nancy got her into trouble was one of them. And she would not give that beast of a woman any more power than she already had.
“Assume the position, Ariana.” Nancy filled the enema bag and changed the medium-sized nozzle as she issued the command.
Ariana crossed her arms and pouted, not sure she could bring herself to do so.
“Come now. We don’t have all day.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Ariana argued, clutching the towel tightly around her damp body.
“Ariana…I will not ask again without a consequence to follow,” Nancy simply responded.
Ariana looked around at the other women. They were on their hands and knees on the bench before them.
“Climb up here?” Ariana pointed to the empty spot beside Shelby on the bench. Mae and Shelby’s naked asses were already being prepared for the nozzles by the two night nannies who took over for Maria and Nancy.
“Obviously, Ariana. Now get up there.”
Ariana’s gaze came in contact with the large bag of liquid that would be emptied into her bowels and froze. She couldn’t do this. She wouldn’t.
When Ariana refused to budge, Nancy added, “Your daddy will give you a severe whipping if you don’t obey this minute. Would you like me to have him do so with his belt? Assume the position or a belt it shall be.” Nancy’s tone darkened into a nasty tidal wave of authority.
Ariana was wise enough to know that unless she assumed the position and succumbed to the enema, a good belt lashing would be next. Costello made it perfectly clear he would not tolerate an inch of disobedience from her. And if he had to be called in by one of the nannies to deal with her, he made sure she took an even harder lashing. She was already on shaky ground with him. She feared he had serious suspicions about her, and after giving the wrong answers that afternoon, she shouldn’t risk getting him upset.
With a heavy sigh, she dropped her towel to the ground. With a scowl on her face, she climbed up onto the long wooden bench on her elbows and knees and tilted her bottom higher in the air. Without hesitation, Nancy shoved the nozzle into her asshole with not nearly enough lube. Ariana squealed as the penetration spread her puckered hole. She was still sensitive from Costello’s ministrations only a few short hours earlier.
Surely, he wouldn’t have asked them to do this to her after what they’d done in his room during snack time. This had to be a mistake.
Tears filled her eyes. He wouldn’t do this to her.
“That’s a good girl. Now stay still.” Nancy patted her ass.
The warm water ran into her body, filling her beyond a comfortable limit. She groaned slightly as the bag emptied inside her and cramping began. Nancy reached around and massaged her lower abdomen while the fluid settled into her depths. She was getting too much enjoyment out of this. Ariana made note of the sadistic grin on Nancy’s lips. The woman was practically drooling with joy.