The Dark Forest: A Collection Of Erotic Fairytales(86)
Though she really tried to do so, she couldn’t help but tense as the cold metal tip of a rectal thermometer breeched her puckered opening. As it was pressed inside, she shuddered at both its coldness and its length. Good God, how long was it? Apparently very long as it continued its journey deep into her bowels. “That’s better,” Granny said, patting her bottom. “Do not push it out. It needs several minutes to take a proper reading.”
Regina doubted the truth of that statement, especially as it still hadn’t been removed after she counted to sixty three times. She was about to ask how much longer when she heard the door open. Had Granny left? Was this some sort of test? Regina could easily imagine the woman faking her departure and waiting to see if her charge would be naughty and remove the awful thermometer. She was about to open her eyes to see if she was alone when she heard a voice that had her heart leaping.
“And how is my little one?”
It was her daddy! Without thinking, she began to roll over.
“Whoa, no. Don’t move, sweetie.” Drake put his hand on her hip, gently rolling her back to her tummy. “Did you forget you’ve got a glass tube deep in your bottom?”
Her face flooded with color. Yes, she had totally forgotten the very thing she’d been complaining about only moments earlier. Nodding, she looked into the warmest, kindest, darkest eyes she’d ever known. Eyes she was capable of drowning in.
“Hi, Daddy,” she said.
“Hello, little one,” Drake said, squatting down, his face level with hers. “How’s my girl?”
Regina wanted to assure him she was fine but understood that she had been summoned to the cabin to make a proper atonement. Though she wanted nothing more than to throw herself into his arms, she knew it would be quite some time before she could.
“I’m sorry I was so naughty, Daddy.”
His smile told of his approval. “I’m sorry too. You know how much it hurts Daddy to have to punish his little girl, but I’m afraid that you’ve earned yourself quite a session, haven’t you?”
Her entire body had clenched at the word punish and now shuddered at the word session. Neither were ones she wished to hear and hearing them together meant she was in for an intense night. “Yes, sir, but… I’m really sorry. I promise that I’ll never…”
“Shh, your red little bottom tells me that you’ve already been naughty for your granny. Don’t make promises you can’t possibly keep.”
She blushed having forgotten about her bottom’s appearance. “Yes, sir.”
Drake smiled. “Just know that no matter how naughty you’ve been, Daddy loves you very much. And, Little Red, once you’ve paid for that naughtiness, you will be forgiven and Daddy will cuddle you on his lap and give you lots and lots of kisses.”
“Can’t we skip to that part now, Daddy?” she asked, knowing the answer but unable to keep herself from asking.
Drake chuckled and shook his head. “I’m afraid not. Atonement is required and will be paid.” He bent forward and kissed her forehead before standing. Regina sighed but willingly accepted her fate. With her daddy’s warm hand on her bottom, she felt the thermometer being slid free.
“Not a trace of fever,” Granny declared.
“Excellent, then add a touch of glycerin and a few drops of pepper oil to her bag,” Drake instructed. “Perhaps having a rather hard time holding her enema will remind my girl that it not only doesn’t pay to be naughty when she believes she is unobserved, it definitely doesn’t make me happy that despite my instructions to obey you, she already has wheals on her ass.”
“Certainly, sir,” Granny said, sounding entirely too pleased while Regina wished with all of her heart that she had obeyed every rule she’d ever been given and had not fussed about anything since stepping into the cabin.
It wasn’t long before she was instructed to move up on her hands and knees. Once she was in position, Drake placed straps around her thighs, pulling them apart and securing the straps to the table. Additional straps kept her calves flat to the table’s surface and only then did he move to the head of the table. “Titties to the table and chin in the cup,” he instructed, helping her down. “Arms to your sides.” Once they were also restrained, she knew that her ass was the most prominent part of her body, lewdly presented, nothing hidden between her legs… her arousal obvious to everyone in the room.
“Red, look at me,” he instructed, and once she lifted her eyes, he continued. “You will not fuss as Granny Grimm fills your bottom with your medicine. It won’t be easy as this is a punishment enema but you will swallow every drop and let it cleanse you of your naughtiness. Do you understand?”
“Ye… yes, sir.”
“Go ahead, Mrs. Grimm,” Drake said, stroking a hand over Regina’s head, tucking strands of her red curls behind her ears.
Feeling her buttocks being separated again, Regina closed her eyes.
“No, keep your eyes open and on mine. Just as clothing does not conceal sin, I will not allow you to close your eyes to what is happening. This is but the first step of your atonement, little one.” Capturing her bottom lip with her teeth, she blinked hard to keep the tears at bay. He was right… ever since she’d met this man, she’d known he wouldn’t allow her to hide. Not from the punishments he delivered and not from the pleasure he always gave her. When his fingertip ran over her lip, gently tugging it free, she understood why as he unzipped his pants. As the horrid tip of the nozzle pressed against the pucker of her anus, his cockhead pressed against her lips.