Six Very Naughty Girls (6 page)

The nurse pulled
Jodie
's panties down as far as she could on her spread legs.
Jodie
had never had an enema and wasn't quite sure what one was even. All she knew is that she wanted the burning out of her sore bottom and if the nurse was going to help relieve the pain that would be ok with her.

"
I’m g
oing to put some lube in you now." The nurse said.
Jodie
cried out as the nurse
’s
finger went into her sore burning hole.

"
Oweeee
…" and she tried to pull her feet out of the stirrups that were well strapped in. The nurse took her time moving her finger in and out and all around inside
Jodie
's bottom.
Jodie
tried to squirm and she whimpered and cried as the nurse
’s
gloved finger seemed to spread more and more of the ginger along with the lube around her sore hole.

"The nozzle now…" She said and
Jodie
could feel something hard start to make its way up inside her. Her hole stretched around the large object and
Jodie
cried out once more as her bottom burned and now felt more painful th
a
n ever. The nozzle soon seated itself within her and
Jodie
laid there panting and whimpering.

She didn't like the thing that was still inside of her when the nurse told her that she would now start her enema.
Jodie
grunted as she heard a loud click and hot water started to enter into her through the thing in her bottom. The burning subsided just as she started to feel real full.

"Nurse....oh Nurse...I have to go."

"You need to take your entire enema."

Jodie
started to whimper more as her belly started to cramp and ache. Tears rolled down her face as she could feel her bottom take more and more of what the nurse was putting into her.

"Oh God...I got to go real bad." She cried but the nurse just continued to hold that large object in her bottom.
Jodie
's distress grew as she took the last of the enema within her. Her body rocking back and forth a bit to the discomfort she felt.

"Now it's all in
you need to hold this for 15 minutes to let it work."

Jodie
groaned as she heard this and she got up just a bit and looked behind her to see the empty bag hanging and the tubing streaming down to her naked bottom. The nurse had left the big thing in her and
Jodie
blushed to think of what she may look like from behind. She now reali
s
ed that the burning was almost better than having that thing inside of her.

Jodie
cried, whimpered, and pleaded to be allowed to go, but the nurse was running more water as she waited for the time to pass. When time was up the nurse undid the straps around
Jodie
's feet and led her to the bathroom with the tube still in her. The nurse made
Jodie
bend over so she could pull out the nozzle.
Jodie
cried out as the thing was taken from her and she turned around just in time to make it before her bottom exploded with the water.

Jodie
sat squirming on her spanked bottom and she looked up to the nurse to see her grinning as she looked down at her. The nurse held the thing that was in
Jodie
's bottom in her hand and her eyes widened as she saw the large black nozzle that had been embedded deep inside her. The nurse left the room and
Jodie
expelled the enema. She was no longer burning inside but thinking about having to have two more of those was way to
o
much and she started to sob once again.

When
Jodie
cleaned up she pulled up her panties and pulled down her skirt. She went into the room and thanked the nurse for her help.

"Where are you going ... you need two more enemas young lady?"

"Ma'am...I feel much better now...can I just go back to class?"

"N
o
young lady, now get over here."

Jodie
bowed her head and made her way to the nurse that was standing by the table. A new full bag hung high from the pole and
Jodie
could see the large nozzle hanging from the tubing.

"You seem not to understand ... You WILL get all three enemas... now get over that table so I can bare you again....next time I will have to make sure you take off your skirt and panties...is that what you want?"

Jodie
shook her head and sobbed again as she laid her body over the table so that the nurse could pull up her skirt and pull down her panties. She then made
Jodie
get back into the same position and strapped her feet down.
Jodie
cried the whole time as this was being done. She hated it when the nurse stuck her finger into her now sore bottom hole to lube it and she cried out as her hole took the large nozzle.

Jodie
's distress was no better the second time around and she pleaded intensively as she held her enema. So much so that the nurse was getting quite upset with her pleading.

"I think we will have you wait in your class with your next enema." The nurse told her.

Jodie
's heart pounded as she thought of herself in this position before her classmates with the thing stuck up her bottom.
Jodie
stopped complaining but continued to cry and make a fuss.

When the third enema had finally been administered the nurse let
Jodie
's feet out of the stirrups and told her to get up.
Jodie
stood up holding her belly.

"Oh please ma'am ...please don't make me go into my class like this."

"You need to learn to take your punishment as it comes with very little complaining....now come on let's get you to class."

Jodie
cried as the nurse led her out the door
, Jodie
in front with her skirt up in the back and her panties down just below her bottom. The nurse followed behind holding the enema bag with the nozzle tip still deep inside
Jodie
's bottom.

Jodie
was grateful that there were few people in the halls as she was led back to class. When she opened the door and saw the kids faces looking at her she sobbed even harder.

"Miss
Jodie
has complained about her clean-out Mr.
Jackson
...so I thought she should stay in here with you."

All the kids gawked and snickered at the sight of
Jodie
...She couldn't even see as the nurse led her to the corner. She handed
Jodie
the bag to hold in front of her as her bottom was now exposed to the whole class. She could feel the
n
ozzle deep inside her along with the enema. She could also feel the tubing that came out from between her cheeks and draped down one side of her bottom cheek.
Jodie
sobbed hard as she stood in the corner.

The nurse left and Mr.
Jackson
went on with his lesson.
Jodie
heard him drone on about math as she held the enema and her bag. She so wanted relief from the whole thing. Just before the afternoon recess
Jodie
was called to the front of the class.

"Over the desk with you
Jodie
...so I can take out your nozzle."

Jodie
's face turned red as Mr.
Jackson
talked about her nozzle. He took the bag from her and she lowered herself over his desk.

"Now you hold your water until you get to the restroom young lady....now part yourself."

Jodie
almost howled in embarrassment as she reached back and parted her cheeks that helped her to hold the enema by clinching tight. She exposed herself so all the class could see the tubing that went into her. Mr.
Jackson
took hold to the nozzle that was within her and unlike the nurse pulled it
out very slowly. The class was in aw
e
as they watched the large black nozzle being pulled from the small girl
’
s bottom. When it was out Mr.
Jackson
told
Jodie
to get to the bathroom.

Jodie
raced out the door not looking at the class at all. Most of the other classes had been dismissed and the halls were crowded.
Jodie
didn't even pull up her panties but held her bottom closed with both hands as she made her way through the pupils who stopped and laughed at her.

She didn't think she would make it as she raced to the bathroom.
Jodie
hit the seat and she cried as others in the room could hear her expel the enema. When she returned to class she sat squirming and not looking at anyone, she had been very humiliated at the fact of her punishment.

Sharon
tried to tell her she was sorry but
Jodie
would have no part of it. That night when she got home her father gave her another bare bottom spanking.
Jodie
went to bed without dinner and a very sore bottom. She hoped that she would never have to go through that again.

Alison
’s class was doing PE in the gym.
 
In the middle of the lesson she and the other girls heard someone coming in from the changing room.
 
It was Mrs
 
Thompson
and she went over to the gym mistress and spoke quietly to her.
 
The exercises stopped for a moment and then resumed.
 
All the girls in the class suspected what was going to happen.
 
Form teachers fairly often brought girls whose misbehaviour was, they felt, too serious for lines or detention, but not bad enough to warrant a report to the headmistress, to the gym during a PE lesson.

Mrs
 
Thompson
went back to the changing room, presumably to watch the girl she had brought with her get changed into PE kit and then to escort her back into the gym.
 
The lesson continued, but now the atmosphere had changed and there was a sort of edgy excitement and anticipation in the air.
 
Most of the girls there, including
Alison
, had been
slippered
by a gym mistress for minor offences such as forgetting gym kit or climbing onto equipment before being told.
 
But that was never more than one or two whacks bending over, touching toes, and not laid on all that hard – although
Alison
had cried the only time she’d got it, in the second year.
 
A form mistress’s
slippering
in the gym was a lot more serious.

Mrs
 
Thompson
reappeared from the changing room, and this time she had a girl in tow, dressed in PE kit.
 
The lesson stopped again and everyone turned round to see who the unfortunate girl was.
 
Alison
was shocked to see that it was
Lucy
Conway, one of her best friends, who was in Mrs
 
Thompson
’s form.
 
Lucy
was already red-faced but she seemed to blush a shade deeper at the realisation that her
slippering
would be witnessed by her friend.

Mrs
 
Thompson
led
Lucy
to the large vaulting horse that stood close to the north wall of the gum.
 
The gym mistress arranged the girls in a semicircle in front of the horse and walked over to the equipment alcove where the size ten punishment plimsoll was kept.