Abby liked M&M's. But evidently, she misunderstood what Missy's mother, Rhonda, had said. Now she walked out of the bathroom, wide-eyed and a bit unsteady after receiving her first...the word was...enema.
She was also completely nude and knew that the gathered men and their video cameras meant she and Missy were going to do things with their mouths and private parts - namely, letting the men put their cocks in them and squirt the white stuff. They also made Abby do something called cumming. Although it was naughty to be naked and let men do things with the private part between her legs, she did like cumming. Missy and Missy's mommy told her she shouldn't feel naughty about cumming - and they made her cum, too.
The enema made her feel naughty. She always wiped herself after she used the toilet but Rhonda had told her she needed to be very clean in there today. The woman had also twisted and wriggled the tip of the enema probe in her entrance, making Abby feel loose there now. The girl was afraid she couldn't control herself if she did have to go "number two".
Abby was concerned - did the men want to see her pooping? That wasn't very nice.
"Are you ready to learn something new, today?" Rafe asked.
Abby didn't really want to, but Rafe was a grown-up and seemed to be one of those in charge so she merely nodded, her brow furrowed with concern. Rhonda helped Abby onto the bed and had her get on her hands and knees. The woman worked her hands over Abby's naked form while a short, thin Asian man approached.
Cho was the one who took Abby's cherry the last time she was with the men. Rafe explained they started small and gradually had larger men take her so she could stretch and adapt. They knew she had tightened up again within a day and would have to start all over.
Cho grasped the six year-old's succulent little rump, squeezing it and parting the bubbly cheeks as he pressed his oiled prick head against her pink rosebud. Abby shook her head. She had been unconsciously squeezing her cunny muscles in anticipation of being entered there but the man was aiming elsewhere.
"That's my bottom," she whined.
"And we're going to borrow it for a while," Rafe lightly announced.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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