Chapter 13 #2
To finish preparing her, Roman folded the blanket back over her body, exposing Coco from her belly button down.
He placed her feet in the supports and pushed them forward to lift her hips from the table.
Afraid she would be uncomfortable, Roman placed a wedge pillow under her lower back to stabilize her.
Taking a moment to savor the delicious picture in front of him, Roman stroked her inner thigh and asked, “Are you okay, Coco?” His voice was husky with arousal.
“I’m freaked out,” she admitted in a small voice that clued him in that she hovered on the edge of Little space.
“Tell me about the day you designed for us,” he asked as he grabbed lubricant. “How would it start?”
“I’d wake up cuddled in your arms and…” Her voice trailed off as he applied lubricant to her small entrance.
Roman rubbed the slick mixture around the opening before pressing a finger inside. Her tight heat tested his control. Roman promised himself that he would bury his shaft inside her soon. When Coco whimpered, he distracted her. “Would you wake me up?”
“No, Daddy. You’re…. You’re always awake before me.” She faltered when he substituted two fingers for one and stretched her opening.
“I do usually wake up early. I like to hold you in my arms. You are very cute as you sleep.” He watched her relax on the table when he removed his fingers.
Roman cleaned his fingers with a wipe before picking up the special nozzle Dr. Richards had recommended and coating it with lubricant. It had two special additions.
“What’s that?” she asked, pointing to the balloons attached to the hose.
“Those help the nozzle stay in your bottom so the medicine can work its magic. Let me show you.”
He slipped the deflated nozzle into her bottom. He could feel her resisting him, but thanks to the lubricant, her efforts were in vain. Roman didn’t comment. Picking up one of the bulbs, he squeezed it several times as he watched her face to judge her reaction.
“Daddy! It’s blowing up inside me.”
“Good. Let’s try this one next.” He quickly repeated his action to inflate the outer balloon. He could increase the pressure if she needed more help to hold the solution.
“You are doing so well. I’m very proud of you. Here comes your medicine.”
Roman opened the clamp to release the liquid. Her cute squirm and sharp inhale clued him in that she could feel it. He tugged slightly on the nozzle inside her to make sure it held securely. When it shifted a bit, he increased the size of the interior balloon.
“Daddy!”
“You forgot to tell me what we do after you wake up,” he reminded her.
“Um… You kiss me. A lot.”
“Do I kiss you on your lips or do I roam around a bit?”
“All over me, Daddy.”
Roman brushed his fingertips lightly over her outer pussy lips. “Do I taste you, Little girl?”
A small moan fell from her lips. “Yes, Daddy. And I’m all tied up like this, so I can’t tell you no.”
His cock twitched in his pants. Coco wanted to be restrained during their lovemaking and pushed past her comfort level. Roman could definitely enjoy that. “Do you want me to stop, sweetheart?” he asked, tracing her cleft.
“No!” She shook her head.
To judge how much of the solution remained, Roman tugged on the hose to jostle the enema bag. He guessed she had taken about half of the medicine.
“Then I won’t.” Roman intensified his touch, dipping into her pink folds. She looked so beautiful. Her body had responded to all the stimulation with a flood of slickness. The view of her juices gleaming on her pussy captivated him.
“In your perfect day, do I make you come when I’m devouring your sweetness?”
“Of course. Daddy is it almost over?”
“You’ve almost taken all your medicine, baby. How many times?”
“Times?” she echoed.
“How many times do I make you come when I kiss you here?” he asked, brushing his thumb over her clit several times.
“Three… I come three times,” she gasped out.
“I like that. Do I fuck you after you come?”
“Yes, Daddy. I need to feel you inside me.”
Turned on more than he’d ever been, Roman traced her inner lips before pressing two fingers inside her. “Like this, Little girl?”
“You’re much bigger than that, Daddy.”
Roman chuckled, enjoying her obvious appreciation of their lovemaking. He held his fingers deep within her without moving. “I know the perfect reward for you, sweetheart, after you take all your medicine.”
“I could get a prize now, Daddy. You know, like a party… participation prize.” She lifted her hips, trying to stimulate herself, and gasped.
Roman guessed the nozzles’ balloons had reminded her of their presence. “You can wait, Coco.”
She wrinkled her nose at him. “Meanie.”
He saw the moment the liquid building inside her became too much. Instantly, he shifted to rub her tummy gently in a circular pattern, encouraging the medicine deeper into her system where it would do the most good, and easing the pressure. To his relief, Roman saw her face relax.
“Better?” he asked.
She nodded and begged, “Is it almost over?”
“You are almost there, Little girl. Let’s play a game. I spy something in your nursery that begins with the letter C.”
“Duh, Daddy. Crib.”
“Crib isn’t the item I’m thinking about, Coco. Try again.”
After a couple of minutes of the game, a gurgle came from the bag. Roman quickly clamped the hose. He withdrew a timer from the drawer below her and added ten minutes to the device.
“Ready for your reward, Coco?”
She nodded eagerly.
Roman brushed his thumb across her clit lightly and felt her body tense around his inserted fingers. The pressure inside her had obviously pushed her sensitivity higher. “My Little girl enjoys having her bottom filled, doesn’t she?”
“No, Daddy. I don’t like this.”
“What happens when you lie to Daddy?” he asked.
“I get my butt spanked.”
“You do.” He let that soak in for a moment as he tapped on the area around her clit, not caressing her directly but keeping her attention fully centered on her pussy.
“Some Littles like having their Daddies take complete control. They say they don’t enjoy intimate treatments like enemas because they’re embarrassed.
But there aren’t any secrets between a Little girl and her Daddy. ”
Her gaze locked on his face, listening intently.
“You have an emergency word to say if you need to use it. Do you remember what that is?”
“Red,” she whispered.
“Very good, sweetheart. You are doing an amazing job with your enema. I think that’s my clue that I need to let you experience all sorts of Little girl treatments.”
“There’s more?” she asked.
“Of course, Coco. Daddy will help you experiment to find what works best for you. We’ll start with Dr. Richards’ health recommendations.”
“Like this?”
“Exactly. Some Littles are on a regular schedule of having their tummies treated.”
“No, Daddy,” she whined.
He moved his fingers inside her and watched her eyes cross. “Do you tell Daddy no?”
She shook her head wildly and froze as her movement jostled everything inside her.
“Good girl. I think that deserves a reward.” Roman increased his caresses and watched Coco’s sweet body tense. Her orgasm took his breath away. What a beautiful Little girl.