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Zoey whimpered, but opened her mouth slightly. It was all Evan needed to stuff it firmly into her mouth so that it stuck out about halfway.
“You’re going to hold that in for one minute,” Evan announced. Zoey jumped when she felt his hand grip her right bottom cheek. “If it falls out, we start over.”
Zoey wailed behind the bar of soap when Evan began to spank her by hand once again, not quite as hard as he’d just been doing, but that didn’t make the swats comfortable. Her jaw hurt after the tenth swat so she was forced to relax it and sink her teeth into the bar to keep it from slipping out of her mouth. The taste was even worse than she could have ever imagined. It didn’t smell anything like it tasted. It seemed to burn her throat with its intense bitterness.
She felt almost nauseous when Evan stopped spanking her and took the bar of soap out of her mouth. Zoey immediately began to gag and spit into the sink, trying to get as much of the taste out of her mouth as possible. She reached for the tap, but Evan swatted the hand that reached for the faucet.
“Uh,” he scolded. He took a rag from under the cabinet and Zoey watched with wide-eyed horror when he ran it under the water and began to lather it up with the soap.
Zoey began to sob. “Evan, please…”
Evan just continued to lather the rag until it was covered in foamy bubbles. He then grabbed her by the upper arm and bent her back over the sink. He didn’t ask her to open this time, just stuffed the soapy rag between Zoey’s lips and began to scrub furiously all over the inside of her mouth, paying special attention to her tongue and the roof of her mouth.
Zoey cried and struggled against him, earning her a few swift spanks on her bouncing bottom cheeks.
“Almost done,” Evan announced in a soothing voice. “I’m scrubbing every last tendency to lie out of this little mouth of yours.”
“I’m sorry!” Zoey tried to say behind the soapy rag, but it was far from understandable.
After about a minute, Evan took the rag and, having pity on his very sorry girlfriend, allowed Zoey to rinse her mouth out a couple of times before turning off the tap and leading her back to her desk for another couple of hours of studying.
The day was only half over and Zoey was already a very sorry little girl.
Chapter 10
Evan watched his girlfriend as she squirmed at her little student desk and his heart swelled with compassion for her. He wasn’t going to admit it during her punishment, but he was very proud of her. He was proud of her for doing so well in nursing school so far and for studying so hard. He was also proud of how well she was taking her punishment. He decided to wait until the end of the day to announce that he would not punish her for the full weekend as planned. She was clearly sorry for her actions already and he had a feeling that it would be a long while before she even thought about skipping class or lying to him again.
Her bottom was already quite sore and red as well. When he’d walked her back to her desk after the mouth soaping, he even noticed some very minor but still visible bruising on her upper thighs. He decided that punishing her for another full day would be unnecessary, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t let her think for a while that she was going to receive more punishment the next day.
He wasn’t going to let her off easy. She still had a rough evening ahead of her. He was going to make sure she went to bed with a very sore bottom, inside and out.
He looked at his watch. They had about an hour or so before dinner, the perfect time to start the next phase of her punishment. Zoey had finished her homework a couple of hours earlier and was dutifully getting ahead on some studying. Evan decided that she wouldn’t need to do any more schoolwork over the weekend. Tomorrow, she would be his good girl again and he would pamper and spoil her.
“Ms. Lu, please come here,” he said from his desk. He was getting a lot of paperwork done today. It was even possible that he could get off work early later in the week. An unexpected upside to Zoey’s naughty behavior.
Zoey froze but obeyed a moment later, closing her textbook and rising from her desk. She kept her head bowed as she approached him.
“It is time to start the next part of your punishment,” he announced. “I want you to strip completely and then climb up onto the bench with your little bottom up.”
Zoey shifted uncomfortably before slowly unbuttoning her shirt. She turned away from him.
“None of that,” Evan scolded. “Come over to my side and finish stripping for me.”
Zoey swallowed, coming over to Evan’s side before continuing with the buttons on her shirt. Evan turned in his chair so he was facing her, his expression heated. She slipped the shirt off her shoulders, folded it and then placed it on the desk, next to her panties, which Evan had kept there all day. Her hands shook slightly as she unclipped her bra and pulledit away from her chest. She didn’t miss Evan’s eyes trailing down her neck to her perky breasts. She paused, watching him watch her, but then he gave her skirt a pointed look. She slowly unbuttoned it before letting it drop to the floor, leaving her completely naked.
Evan’s eyes raked her up and down before he stood up from his chair and grasped her wrist firmly. Without a word, he pulled her over to the bench. Zoey climbed up onto the bench awkwardly, knowing her most intimate parts were on display for Evan when she threw one leg over the top of the bench to pull herself up. Evan couldn’t resist the display and smacked her bare bottom as she climbed the bench. He gave the mounds an affectionate pat and rub when she settled on her tummy just like he had asked.
She knew only a few things could be happening if she was in this position over this specific piece of furniture. She let out a sad little moan when Evan pulled the enema kit out from one of the cabinets, along with a pair of latex gloves and a small bottle of lubricant. Evan had only given her enemas twice in the past, once when she had been backed up and once as a punishment. She remembered hating them and vowing to never need one again.
Evan took his time filling the red enema bottle with warm soapy water and attaching it to the metal fixture above the medical bench. He set his gloves down beside Zoey’s head before giving her a brief, but solid hand spanking.
“Owwie,” Zoey moaned, wiggling her hips back and forth.
“I think you need some color in these cheeks before I insert the enema hose,” he explained, as if he needed a reason to spank her more. He kept spanking until her cheeks were back to a rosy pink before snapping on his gloves andlubricating the end of the long enema hose. He used one hand to part Zoey’s bottom cheeks, watching as her little back hole tightened at the unwanted attention. He dabbed some lubricant on it as well, enjoying the way it made Zoey squirm even more. She gasped when the tip of his finger went inside of her. He slowly spread the lube around inside of her with his thick finger.
“You didn’t just lie to me,” Evan continued, keeping his finger inside of her as he spoke. “You tried to deceive me and damaged the trust we built for one another. I’m going to flush out all the naughtiness that caused you to lie to me.” Then he pulled his finger out, giving her milliseconds of relief before replacing it with the end of the hose.
Again, he took his time, watching intently as the tip of the hose disappeared into Zoey’s puckering back entrance. Since this was punishment, he chose a hose with a slightly larger end. He had to put in a little bit of extra force to push it inside of her, making Zoey whimper and curl her toes. He also made sure to prolong her humiliation by pulling the tube back out slightly for every half inch he pushed it in.
