I knocked softly at the door to my Daddy’s study. I knew he was busy working on things for his business, but I really needed his attention.
“Come in, Sweetheart”.
I pushed the door open and stood in the doorway. I was wearing my Cookie Monster t-shirt and Care Bear panties. I had a sad look on my face.
“Come here, Precious. Sit on Daddy’s knee and tell him what’s wrong”, he said lovingly as he pushed his chair away from the desk to make room for me.
Once curled up in his arms, he asked me again, “What’s wrong?”
I tried to swallow my tears as I answered. “My tummy hurts”.
“Do you need to eat something? Is that it?”
I shook my head as a tear escaped and trickled down my cheek. “Tummy’s not hungry”.
“Are you worried about something? Did you break something while Daddy’s been busy?”
I shook my head again. “No, Daddy. I was watching TV like a good girl”.
“Hhmm…” Daddy paused a moment, unable to think of anything else to suggest. Then he said, “Did you go potty today?”
More tears were running down my cheeks. “I can’t, Daddy. I push and push and nothing comes out”.
He rubbed my back as I began to cry softly. “It’s alright, Honey. You just need a little help. Let’s go in the bathroom and clean out that bottom of yours”.
Cradling me in his arms, he carried me down the hall to the bathroom. He stood me up on my feet and told me to get into the tub on hands and knees.
Daddy reached under the sink to retrieve the enema bag and sat down beside the tub. Taking a container out, he scooped a blob of lubricant and spread it over my anus. Gently, he began to work the jelly around the pucker and then applied pressure to the opening. I moaned a little and tried not to cry. He continued to insert his finger deeper and deeper to open me up and I tried as best as I could to relax to make it easier.
Once I was well lubricated, he got up to fill the enema bag with warm water. He also retrieved one of my Binkies from the medicine cabinet above the sink and then bent over to slip it between my lips to calm me. When the bag was full and the temperature was proper, he knelt down beside the tub again with the tools in-hand and all prepared.
“Are you ready, Honey?”
I murmured affirmation through the pacifier and closed my eyes tightly, bracing myself for the pressure that was to come.
He gently pressed the tubing against my well-lubricated rosebud and began to feed it into my rectum. I tried not to wiggle too much, but it was dreadfully uncomfortable.
Then I felt the solution filling my bowels and I sucked my Binky harder to focus my attention on other things. Daddy gave me a quart and a half before he stopped the stream.
“I want to you clench your bum together while I take this out, Honey. I’m going to put in a butt plug to help you hold it a little easier,” he explained to me.
I nodded in acknowledgement. He removed the tube and then I felt the plug slip into place.
“Lay on your side, Sweetie, and Daddy will rub your tummy. I know it hurts a little, but it will all be over soon and you’ll feel much better. I promise,” he soothed.
I manoeuvred as best as I could. My tummy was pushed out from the water and it was very uncomfortable and difficult to move without it hurting. I laid there crying softly as he rubbed me, thinking it would never end.
Five minutes passed before Daddy told me I could let it out. I was so grateful because the pain in my tummy was incredible. He helped me to stand up and I sat on the potty before he told me to remove the plug, so as not to make a mess on the floor.
“Now push, Little One. Push out all the yuckies. That’s a good girl”, he said proudly as he heard water splashing.
I sighed I relief when my rectum was completely empty and my tummy felt A LOT better! I stood on shaky legs and Daddy wiped my wet bottom and flushed. Then he ran the bath water to clean me up completely.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I said to him, hugging him tightly around his waist.
He stroked my hair lovingly. “You’re welcome, Precious”.
