I closed my eyes to grit against the pain that I knew was going to come. I heard him open the package to remove the catheter that I knew would soon be sliding down into the part of me that shouldn’t ever be tampered with. But I knew that I couldn’t convince Dr. Daddy of this fact.

I felt his fingers spread me open to find that tiny hole to slip that tube into. Then it came. It hurt like hell. It felt like someone was taking a tube the size of a radiator hose and shove it into something as small as a typical drinking straw. I kept my legs open on sheer will power. I gritted my teeth as I felt it slide into me. My eyes watered. I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pain. I hated this. But I also knew how much he enjoyed it. And that was the only reason why he continued to perform this procedure.

"Good Girl," he told me as he patted my inner thigh. He continued to use the sterile water and syringe to fill the little balloon on the tip of the cathete...

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