Bobby gave me an enema

bobby called me on my cell phone while i was at work. he told me i was to come right home after work. he asked me if i knew what happen to little girls when they had to come right home. the question embarrassed me…."bobby, i'm at work!"…. he demanded that i tell him what he was going to do to his little girl….i hesitated and in a very low embarrassing whisper said, “your going to give me an enema!” it was very embarrassing and even frightening to have to talk about being his little girl being an given enema while i was at work. i was so afraid one of my co workers might over hear my conversation. but, at the same time it excited me and made me feel naught and very “little girl like” For the rest of the afternoon i kept squirming around and thinking about being bobby's little girl. I hate it and love it when bobby does stuff like that. sometimes when we are out with friends he will say…"Well, it's time to get my little girl home.'…even though my friends don't know what bobby means it is still excitingly embarrassing and even humiliating which just adds to my little out of control girl feelings.

when i got home things were just normal…"how was your day" small talk …just the usual…. but i kept thinking about what bobby had said….i began to wonder until i finally pouted, “Daddy are you going to give me an enema!”… bobby just looked at me quietly for a few minutes and then said… are you a little girl. I lowered my head and tearfully told him i was his little girl. He gently took me by the arm a started leading me to the bathroom.

NOTE: it has been a long time since i have had the time to write. i hope i can finally get back to telling you all about my “daddy” because besides bobby, my little girl has no one else to talk to but the zity community. more to come soon.