"Susan, for a long time now your bad behavior has become unbearable" says an exasperated Mrs. Morrison to her eighteen yo daughter "and it's time to take adequate measures. So, right now, you're going to get a harsh punishment in the old way: enema and spanking!"

"What? What are you saying Mom? At my age you can't punish me like a brat!"

"You're wrong, young lady, your age does not matter. As long as you live under my roof and you eat at my table, you'll abide by my rules without any objection. And now go to fetch Esther and bring her here immediately!"

Shortly after Susan comes back, followed by the housekeeper.

"What do you require, Madam?" the woman asks coming in.

"Esther, you must prepare Miss Susan for a severe punishment in the old way."

"As you wish, Madam. Have I to give to Miss Susan the usual enema and after, Madam, will you come in person to spank her?"

"No, this punishment will be more painful than usual. Thus the enema will be highest, hottest, very large and very soapy. Moreover, this time Miss Susan should be spanked also during her enema. Therefore, Esther, this additional task is yours."

"Nooo! ... No Mom, no! To be spanked during the enema is a torment ... you can't do this to me!"

"Oh, I can, young lady ... I can; soon you will see. And now stop complain, or for you it will be even worse." Then, turning to the housekeeper: "Esther, in this circumstance use the massage bench in my bathroom. Then, after you will have there everything ready, go get Miss Susan in her bedroom and submit her to the treatment I've explained you. Once finished your task, come here to call me. Did you understand well?"

"Yes Madam, I did."

"Very well Esther, you can leave. You, Susan, go upstairs into your room, strip naked and wait for the Esther's coming.”

"Mom, please …"

"Shut up, Susan! Go upstairs and do what I've told you!"

The girl leaves in silence, her head down.

Half an hour later Susan, nude on all fours over the massage bench, is sobbing silently, her smooth buttocks clenched in anxiety. A large silicone bag, swollen with a foamy liquid, is hooked to the wall rather higher than her bottom and the housekeeper is lubricating with Vaseline a big inflatable nozzle on the end of a long hose connected to the bag.

"Oh no! Why ... why do you want to use on me such a big nozzle?"

"To avoid leaks and messes, Miss Susan. Without this you wouldn't be able to hold a so large and painful enema when I'll begin to spank you."

"Oh Esther ... please ... please don't spank me! My enema will be enough painful, at least spare me the spanking …"

"I'm sorry young lady, but you too have heard your mother's orders. I can't disobey, nevertheless, to make you suffer less, I'll spank you with my bare hand instead of with the strap. But I must use this nozzle anyway."

"But my ... my anus is too tight for that huge thing …"

"Don't worry. Once I'll have lubed properly your rectum, this "huge thing" will slip inside your little hole without hurting you. Now tell me: have you already pooped today?"

"Y ... yes."

"Well. Thus it will be all easier."

So saying, the housekeeper lays the nozzle, dips her right middle finger in a jar of Vaseline and leans over Susan's butt.

"Please young lady, now don't tighten your buns, relax yourself and let me see your rosebud hole."

The girl obeys, whereupon the housekeeper places her left thumb and forefinger between Susan's soft cheeks, spreads them wide apart and firmly pushes the well lubed medium finger of her right hand into Susan's exposed butthole until it's fully inside. Then she slowly begins to turn her finger, sliding it at the same time up and down in the girl's rectum.

"This doesn't hurt, doesn't it Miss Susan?"

"But ... it's so embarrassing ... so humiliating …"

"However you like, is it not true?"

"How ... how can you say such a thing?"

"Because I see your pussy getting wet and swollen."

"My God ... what a shame ..."

"There's no reason for shame, young lady, this is a natural reaction to the anal stimulation. Instead of feel ashamed enjoy this moment, because it will be the only pleasant part of what awaits you shortly."

The woman goes on to lube a bit longer the Susan's sphincter, then take her finger off and approaches the nozzle to the puckered hole.

"Well, young lady, your anus is relaxed and lubricated enough and i'm going to insert the nozzle. Now, please, spread your legs widely, lift up your butt and push as when you poop. ... Yes, just like that. ... A little more, push a little more for me."

"Esther please, push it slowly in my ... Ouch! Ouch!"

With a quick twist of the wrist, the housekeeper has already inserted the big nozzle, for its whole length, into the girl's bottom and has started to inflate it.

"That's it! Now the nozzle is in place and we can begin. Are you ready for your enema, young lady?"

Without waiting for the answer, the woman unlocks the clamp and a flow of hot soap suds pours into the girl's bowel.

"Aaahhh! Aaaahhhheeee!!! ... It burns! It burns!!! ... Stop! Stooop!!!"

Susan – on all fours on the massage bench and with the pipe stuck in her ass – screams and squirms wildly. The housekeeper keeps both hands pressed on the girl's back to prevent her from getting up.

"Ooww! ... ooowww!!! ... Stop! Stooop! ... It hurts ... it hurts too much! ... I can't bear it! I can't resist!"

“Calm down Miss Susan, calm down! You have to stand still and to take deep breaths: in this way it will be a little less painful."

"Aaahhh!!! ... Esther, none of the enemas you've given me in the past has ever hurt me so much!!!"

"Yes, I know. When you were younger I gave you an enema every time your mother had to spank you, but now you're no longer a little girl and this enema isn't like those. This is highest, hottest, very large and very soapy, as your mother ordered."

"Poor me ... it's too painful! I can't take it anymore …"

"Oh Miss Susan, we have just started and there's still long way to go. And now, please, stop moving here and there: I have to spank you and I can't do it as long as your butt wiggles like a fish out of water!"

"Oh no! ... Esther no! ... Have mercy, don't spank me right now ... I'm already suffering so much …"

"I'm sorry, Miss Susan. I'm really sorry, but I must do it."

SLAP ... SLAP ... SLAP ... SLAP ...

"Aaahhh!!!"

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Many screams and tears later, the housekeeper helps the girl who, staggering with her swollen belly and with the large nozzle still stuck in her burning ass, is made to sit on the toilet sideways, thereby Esther can remove the nozzle and Susan can finally expel the enema.

After about half an hour, when Mrs. Morrison enters her daughter's bedroom holding a leather strap, the girl lies prone on the bed with her face hidden on her folded arms. The redness of her buttocks stands out against the pallor of her naked body.

"Ester says that you cried for the whole duration of your enema"

"Yes Mom, I cried. I cried because at the age of eighteen you made me strip naked like a shameless little brat and you have submitted me to an extremely painful and humiliating enema. And now, Mom, you're here to make me cry again."

"It's true, Susan, now I'm going to make you cry again. I have to do it for your own good, because you must learn to behave like a polite and sensible girl. Do you feel yourself already an adult? If so, accept your just punishment as an adult would do."

"Yes Mom."

"Very well. Now you'll get forty lashes: thirty on your bare bottom and ten on the inside of your thighs."

"Yes Mom."

"Then don't we waste more time. Now put yourself in position: head down, bottom up and keep your buttocks well relaxed."

The girl obeys in silence.

"Good, will you lift up your bottom a little more for me? Yes, just like that. Now tell me if you're ready."

"I'm ready, Mom."

"Okay Susan, remember to count the strokes."

SWAT ... "Aaaahhhheeee!!! ... One" ... SWAT ... "Yeeeooowww!!! ... Two" ... SWAT ... "Ooooaaahhh!!! ... Three" ...

"No, young lady!" says Mrs. Morrison stopping to beat "So it doesn't go well at all! Don't tighten your buttocks just while I'm going to hit! Your bottom has to be relaxed and elastic! Please Susan, don't force me to insert a soap stick in your rectum to convince you not to tighten."

"Mom ... your strokes are too close together ... I have no time to relax before the next one …"

"If so, from now on count each stroke before it's administered instead of after. In this way I'll know when you're ready."

"Yes Mom."

"Well, resume the count!"

"Four" ... SWAT ... "Yeeeooowww!!! ... Five" ... SWAT ... "Aaaahhhheeee!!! ... Six" …

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"Aaaahhhheeee!!! ... Thirty" ... SWAT ... "Ooooaaahhh!!!"

"Be brave darling, it's almost done. Now roll on your back, bend your knees upwards and keep your legs wide apart."

Susan changes her position and screams when rests her blistered butt on the bed. Mrs. Morrison watches her sore daughter which lies in wait, with her pussy in full view between her thighs wide apart.

"Oh Mom ... please ... don't spank me anymore." Susan begs his mother, looking at her with pleading eyes "From now on I will be good ... I want to become a good girl! ... Really ... believe me!"

"Yes, honey, I believe you, I know you are sincere. And now I'm helping you to become a good girl."

SWAT ... SWAT ... SWAT …

"Aaaaahhhhheeeee!!!"

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( By "strap & nozzle" )