by Maggie Ryan
The line formed again and Alexandria no longer worried her gown would open. Her hands held the panels apart, her bottom just as visible to the girl behind her as Penny's was in front of her. Silence continued as they followed Nanny Margaret up the stairs. Expecting to be led to her room, Alexandria was surprised again when Nanny Margaret stopped on the landing and indicated that the first six girls were to follow Nanny Juliette. As the group did as instructed, she looked back to see the remaining girls turn to follow the woman up the next flight of stairs.
Hearing a whispered, "Go," she turned back around and realized that Penny had already moved and was several steps ahead. Quickening her pace, she caught up, stopping again when they reached a door at the end of the corridor, the group filing in when the door was opened.
The room was unlike any water-closet Alexandria had ever seen. She instantly wished she hadn't been so snooty about her needs earlier. Perhaps then she'd not be made to do her necessary in a chamber... no, potty pot, when there was a room just down the hall that was clearly intended to meet those needs. Not one but three potty chairs were available. Three copper tubs were on one end of the room, a small stool sitting on the floor in front of each. Along one wall, six stools sat in a row, sharing the space with a very large washstand that held three sinks. The novelty of seeing another room that evidently had been modernized to include the luxury of running water, flew from her mind as she turned to look to her left. Three tall tables occupied the wall opposite the stools with a shelf above them holding crocks with various items and a row of cabinets beneath holding things not yet visible. What were highly visible were the red bags hanging from hooks on the wall. The bags were large and bulging, lengths of tubing were draped around the neck of each bag, the end holding a nozzle. Her bottom-hole puckered tightly as she realized that there were six bags… and six girls.
Juliette clapped her hands to gain their attention. "Alexandria and Nanette, you will be with me. Penny and Babs, you'll be with Nanny Wilma. Nanny Minnie, you'll care for Rachel and Suzette." The girls moved to stand beside the nanny that was going to tend to them. Though never before experiencing what Alexandria was beginning to understand must be the 'cleansing' part of Atonement, her instincts were telling her she'd be far happier if Penny was her partner instead of Nanette.
Soft sounds of quiet instruction could be heard about the room. When Juliette untied the bows of her gown and slipped it from her, she handed it to Alexandria. "Go and hang it on the third hook by the door, please."
Walking across the room, she realized it was easier being naked when her sisters were also in the nude. Alexandria did as instructed. Penny turned from where she'd just hung her gown on the second hook.
"You okay?" she whispered with a soft smile. "I know it is a bit frightening the first time."
Alexandria relaxed a tiny bit and managed a small nod. She had just hung her gown and turned when Nanette pushed past her and Penny to hang her own.
"I guess that explains it," she said, looking down at Alexandria before looking over at Penny. "I'd be careful who you talk to, Penny."
"Explains what? Who do you mean?" Penny asked, looking at her new friend and seeing Alexandria's puzzled expression.
"Her, of course. No wonder she gravitated to Janey and Claudia. That red hair on her cunt proves she has the devil in her."
If the girl had actually slapped her, Alexandria would not have been as shocked, and any ease she'd felt before evaporated instantly. Her hand moved to cover her mons even as she heard Penny's own gasp of shock.
"That's a horrible—"
"Penny, go to Nanny Wilma." The direction was given by Juliette, who evidently thought her two charges were taking entirely too long to obey her instruction. She gave Alexandria a look that had her dropping her hand, but didn't verbally or physically chastise her. "Back to the table, girls."
Alexandria was seething inside as she practically stomped back to the table. At Juliette's instruction she bent over, not daring to look at the hateful girl when she bent beside her. She only gave one cry as her cheeks were parted and a lubricated thermometer was inserted. "Keep that inside," Juliette instructed, as she took another glass tube from a crock. Though the one in her own bottom felt large, the one inserted into Nanette's rear was bigger—but the girl remained silent.
Alexandria watched as the nanny scooped four heaping spoons of something into the bag hanging beside her before screwing the top on. After giving the bag a shake and kneading it a few times, Juliette moved to the other bag, picked up the top and closed the bag. She was sorry she had turned her head to follow the nanny when she saw Nanette smirking at her. Turning her head away, she gripped the table tighter in order not to strike the smirk off Nanette's face.
The thermometer was removed and set into an empty crock, joined by Nanette's, making the difference in size even more apparent. Alexandria wondered if the smirk had been intended to show that Nanette was not making a fuss about something as simple as having her temperature taken.
"Hmm, step back a moment, girls."
The two did so, and watched as Juliette moved a small stool from one end of the table and placed it in the front. "Come, Alexandria, I noticed that you're a bit too small to bend over properly."
"But you need to move the stool, Nanny Jenkins. This... this is my side."
"Are little ones allowed to question their nannies, Nanette?"
"Um, no, Ma'am but... but..."
"Then I suggest you let me decide the positioning. Now step back and let your sister move over."
When the girl did, Alexandria's hand was taken and she was helped onto the stool by Juliette. "That's perfect. Okay, girls, bend over again."
Alexandria did so, the additional height provided by the stool allowing her to lay her torso onto the table.
"But... Nanny Jenkins, um, you put all the-the soap in this bag!"
Alexandria turned her head to see that not only wasn't Nanette bent as she had been instructed, she was still standing, one hand clenched at her side, the other lifted to indicate the bulging bag.
"Didn't I just suggest you leave the decisions about my girls to me, Nanette?"
"Um, yes... yes, Ma'am but-but there is too much soap..."
Juliette stopped uncoiling the tubing from around the bag and looked at the girl. "Tell me, Nanette, why did you only just now decide to point that out? What kept you from speaking when you first saw me put the soap in the bag?"
"I-I don't know."
"Ah, but I believe you do. I also believe this bag has just the right amount of soap," Juliette said, her eyes never faltering. "However, I do believe a change of nozzle is in order."
"Oh no, please, Nanny Jenkins. I'm sorry, I…"
"Hush, Nanette. Of all days I would think Atonement day would find you far more penitent and far less naughty."
Alexandria watched as the nozzle was removed from the tubing, another selected from one of the crocks on the shelf. Her eyes widened and her bottom-hole clenched tightly as the new one was attached. It was at least twice as fat as the first, and a few inches longer. She had never considered that enema nozzles came in different sizes. But then again, she'd never imagined being in a room with other women receiving one, either.
Juliette laid the tube and nozzle on the end of the table. "Nanette, if you don't get into position, I might decide that a good dollop of pepper oil is required as well."
Nanette gave a small mew but draped herself across the table.
Juliette's lessons to Nanette continued. "Since you are so concerned that I get this right, tell me, Nanette—no, better yet, show me that you know the next step. It will be a help for your new sister."
Alexandria watched in horrified fascination, her anger from earlier slipping away as she realized her Nanny was defending her in a far more effective way than with a mere scolding.
"Get those cheeks well spread, Nanette. I won't tell you twice," Juliette instructed. She waited until Nanette's hands reached back to pull her buttocks apa
rt before continuing. "Keep them open while I tend to your sister."
Though she knew that Nanette was quite likely to be very uncomfortable soon enough, Alexandria was still none too thrilled that she was about to receive a very large enema herself. She had received several as a child or when she'd been very ill, but none that began with a bag as full as the one above her. She managed not to whine when Juliette opened the bag and added a small spoon of what she now understood was soap. It had been too much to hope that she'd only receive water up her bum when the purpose was to be thoroughly cleansed.
"Okay, sweetie, open your bottom for me, please. Remember what your Papa said. Relax and push against the nozzle. It will make insertion easier for you."
Shutting her eyes, Alexandria did so and only gave a gasp as additional lubricant was applied to her bottom-hole. Though she wanted to protest, the nozzle on the end of her bag didn't look any fatter than the doctor's finger. Even with her cooperation, it still took effort to work the nozzle into her pucker. She squirmed and mewed as it slid inch by inch inside her… until it was considered well-seated.
"You're doing so well," Juliette said, patting her bottom. "I'm going to start the flow. You may call me to help you move the stool back a bit if it becomes too uncomfortable with your tummy on the table. Are you ready?"
"Ye-yes, Ma'am," Alexandria whispered, and shut her eyes again when she heard the click indicating the valve had been opened. In a matter of seconds she felt the sensation of water running into her and, judging by the size of the bag, it appeared it would be running into her for quite some time. She was temporarily distracted when she heard Nanette's squeal.
"Oh, oh, please... you-you forgot to grease—"
"Nanette, I've already warned you twice about questioning me. I don't wish to hear another word." Though the girl did not actually speak again, gasps, whines, whimpers and a sharp cry were heard as the much larger nozzle was gradually worked into a very reluctant bottom. With the sound of a click, Juliette stepped away from the table.
After a brief but brisk spanking had been given to Babs for attempting to keep the nozzle from entering her bottom, the other nannies had also finished setting up. Six bare bottoms were pushed up, long hoses leading from red bags into puckered holes that were all holding a nozzle, allowing water to slowly fill them.
It didn't take long before Alexandria had to call for help, and was grateful that Juliette instantly assisted her by not only moving the stool completely away, but after telling her to keep her hands on the table, the nanny gently massaged Alexandria's swelling abdomen. She also massaged Nanette's tummy, but as the girl had been required to keep her hands opening her cheeks, she had to concentrate to maintain her balance.
Once the bag had emptied, the nozzle was gently pulled from her. Alexandria learned again not to assume anything as, instead of being allowed to make use of the potty chair, she was guided down onto a stool that was covered with a thick towel.
"You must hold your enema for fifteen minutes," Juliette instructed softly. "It's important that you learn how to tighten your muscles. I do not wish to see a single drop spilled on your towel. Do you understand?"
Though she truly didn't, Alexandria nodded and whispered, "Yes, Ma'am." As her nanny walked away to tend to Nanette, she sat with her arms around her distended tummy and her bottom clenched, trying to ignore the roiling sensation in her bowels.
All six girls were soon seated, all miserable, as the nannies washed nozzles and refilled bags. Seeing the bag rehung had Alexandria wanting to cry but as her stomach rolled and gurgled, her tissues burning from even the small amount of soap, she was grateful to see that nothing had yet been added to the bags.
Despite her efforts, she felt as if she was going to lose control at any moment. The sounds of girls gasping and whining didn't help as she closed her eyes, fighting the urge to jump up and run the short distance to the potty chair. She jerked a little when she felt a hand take her arm.
"Good girl," Juliette said, helping her to stand and seeing that the towel was dry. "You will gradually learn to hold for a half an hour if given a punishment enema."
She soon realized running was not an option, as even the short distance required Alexandria to continue clenching tightly until she was lifted onto the chair once the lid had been lifted. Though she knew she should feel shame at being required to perform such a personal matter in a room full of people, she found she didn't care. The relief that instantly rolled over her as she expelled was all that mattered. Other girls were doing the same thing, and when Juliette helped her down, cleaned her and then returned her to the table, she didn't fuss as the nozzle was reinserted and cool water flowed into her, easing the internal burning.
Her bag was almost empty before Nanette was once again beside her and once again being told to keep her cheeks open for the entire procedure. After another trip to the stool and another welcome trip to the potty chair, Juliette led Alexandria back to the table and helped her to climb onto it.
"Lie down on your back, sweetie. I'll be back to tend to shearing your curls after I get your sister onto the potty chair."
Alexandria instantly felt exhaustion overcome her. It was a combination of the stress of starting a day where she had no idea of events to occur, the physical stress of the Atonement ceremony, and the emotional stress of attempting to accept all that had happened in the last few days.
Nanette was told to stand quietly facing the wall and think about her behavior as Juliette carefully began the chore of denuding Alexandria's cunny. The red curls were snipped away until only a light fuzz remained. A very generous amount of soap was whipped into a lather and applied before Juliette picked up a razor.
"This won't hurt, Alexandria. Just lie still and you'll be fine."
Alexandria lay completely immobile, looking down her body, past the mounds of her breasts that were both tipped with peaked nipples. She looked past the flatness of her belly to where her legs were splayed wide open, her feet pushed to her bottom to present her sex as fully as possible to her Nanny. After each stroke of the blade, it was wiped clean and another stroke given. Though she was feeling different emotions, she could see that the woman was being very careful and extremely gentle. When a warm cloth was used to wash the remaining soap away, Alexandria flushed hotly to see that her quim was not only bare, her clittie—or nubbin—was sticking out between the lips of her sex. Turning her head away, she wondered how Nanette would react. What would she say now that the devil's hair no longer concealed a very prominent, very swollen, and very pulsing clittie?
Nanette wasn't given the chance to say a word. Juliette helped Alexandria from the table and into the tub before she allowed Nanette to climb onto the table. The luxury of sitting in a tub that had been filled with warm water from an actual tap had Alexandria leaning back, her head against the rim, her limbs floating as her muscles relaxed. A noise made her open her eyes again to see that Penny and Babs were splashing as they made waves in the tub, some sort of toy floating between them. She smiled over at them but seeing Nanette step in to share her own bath, she knew that no playing would occur.
With freshly washed hair and thoroughly scrubbed bodies, the girls sat on stools as their hair was combed out. Once they had brushed their teeth, they were allowed to line up at the door. Still as naked as the day they were born, the door was opened and the girls were led to their rooms, additional nannies coming to take charge of their own little ones. Inside, Alexandria was put into a fresh pair of drawers and her nightgown and tucked into her bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
Chapter Thirteen
When she entered the dining room, Alexandria walked right past Nanette to where Claudia and Janey were talking quietly. The two girls gave her tentative smiles, which widened when Alexandria gave them each a hug.
"Are you okay?" Janey asked after releasing her.
"Me? Yes, I'm fine. How are you two?"
Claudia shrugged. "Well, I bet we won't be as comfortable sitting as
you, but we're fine. You are too sweet, Alexandria. You don't have to fret for us so. It's not like we don't know what to expect."
"Alexandria did beautifully during cleansing," Penny volunteered. "Though how she managed not to slap that awful Nanette I'll never know."
"What did she say this time?" Janey asked, her eyes finding the woman across the room. "Why does she look nervous? She's always such the perfect one."
"Oh, I don't think she's feeling so high and mighty now. She said something very ugly, and I bet she's worried that..."
Before anything else could be said, the headmistress entered the room, and the girls scurried to their places. Evidently Atonement wasn't quite over, as not one of them was allowed to use her cushion. Instead, their bottoms were pressed on the hard chairs, some squirming quite a bit more than others.
Dinner was delicious. Roast meat and potatoes were served with green beans and glazed carrots. Fresh, hot, yeast rolls were smeared with fresh butter and strawberry jam. As the meal drew to a close, Alexandria realized a sense of anticipation was emanating from the seated girls.
"Girls, your Papas are waiting. Remember, they expect you to behave properly and to give a full account of your past week. Your journals are on the foyer table, make sure you don't forget to pick them up. Your Papas will want to discuss them." The headmistress paused and looked down the table. "Alexandria, you've proven your willingness to learn, and such quick acceptance of our rules is rewarded. Your bedtime has been moved up to eight o'clock."
"Oh, thank you, Miss Summers."
"You are quite welcome. Just remember, naughtiness can find it moved back again."
Miss Summers stood, but no one else stirred as she had yet to dismiss them. "Claudia, Headmaster Lloyds will see you in the classroom, and Janey, Lord Carrington asks that you attend him in the first guestroom." She continued to instruct girls where they might find their Papas. Alexandria noticed that those given instruction were all those who had received at least three demerits. The girls looked a bit ashen but nodded and whispered, "Yes, Ma'am."
