The next morning rolled in and Paul was no where near awake. It was 7:55 and Dorothy just arrived at the clinic to find him still storing on his belly.

"Hey. Wake up. You're going to be late for Doctor Grace and she's not going to like it." Dorothy said as she patted his arms that were dangling from the bed.

"Hm..." Paul moaned a bit, but didn't plan to wake up at all.

Dorothy sighed and said. "This is the last time, but you have 5 minutes before Grace comes in and checks your temperature. I did my part, and you're just making the situation worse for yourself."

Paul ignored her advise and continued sleeping. Dorothy turned her head and just got herself ready for some early wailing.

Grace came in right at 8am, expecting Paul to be in position, waiting for her. However, Paul was in the exact position where she left him last night. She was furious, she thought the punishment last night could at least bring some positive change to his behaviors, but nothing happened.

"Paul." Grace said in her serious tone.

Paul didn't even flinch as he couldn't feel how angry Grace was.

"PAUL!" Grace shouted as she spanked his bottoms real hard.

"AHHHHH--OUU!" Paul cried. "What was that for?" He yelled as he put his hands behind his back, trying to cover his butt.

"I told you to get prepared at 8 am for your temperature check. Do you know what time it is now?" Grace asked as she put down her handbag on the counter.

"It's.... 8?" Paul guessed as he fumbled around for his phone.

"So... Shouldn't you be in position?" Grace asked.

"Um... I guess?" Paul muttered as he slowly gets off the bed, trying to not injure his butt anymore.

"You're in for some big trouble, young man. Don't say that I didn't warn you about it." Grace said as she took out the rectal temperature packet and his folder out from the bed.

Paul didn't say anything and just focused on getting off the bed safely.

Grace pulled him off and turned him around. She pushed him over and suddenly, Paul was bending over on the bed with his feet dangling on the air. "Don't wiggle anymore."

Grace lubricated her finger and started massaging Paul's anus, and tried to get it ready for the huge thermometer. Paul was moaning the whole time, and tried to kick around with his legs as Grace was doing so.

"Don't move!" Grace yelled as she slapped Paul's butt.

"OUCH!" Paul shouted as he felt the spank.

Grace took the chance and plunged the thermometer in as he wasn't fully aware. She held it there while holding his legs tight together.

Paul was sobbing on the other end of the bed, but the two females in the room could do less to ignore him.

"No fever." Grace said as time was up. "But as the punishment for yesterday goes, you're not done yet." She said as she lubricated his asshole again, and got him to separate his legs more. She put the suppository in and waited for it to melt with her finger still sticking it into his asshole. Paul was extremely uncomfortable, and definitely was wiggling a lot as she was doing this.

Grace occasionally added a few spanks to stop him from moving, which made Paul cry even more. After the suppository was fully melted, Grace wiped his whole bottom clean with some wet tissues. Paul was extremely embarrassed, and he cried even more when Grace was commenting on how red his buttocks were.

"It's the injections next. There are 3 in total. Stay still or else we'll be redoing the shots from the first one." Grace said seriously as she started. She wiped the whole butt with alcohol wipes, and that stung Paul a lot due to the injuries on the previous night. So Grace decided that it would be best to just strap Paul down as they were doing this.

"Dorothy, strap him down onto the bed." She ordered.

Dorothy strapped his limbs and his waist and thighs to make sure his butt could not move anymore. Paul was wailing at this point and felt extremely embarrassed as he was being strapped.

Grace finished the injections without further disruptions except for the few parents that came in for their child. Paul was crying all the more when people started to pile in as he knew they would all see him naked for the stay at the clinic.

After they were done, Grace unstrapped him. "You earned yourself some punishment in this morning, but I'm going to let it slip for now as I have more patients to attend to. However, Dorothy's going to bring you to the studio across the mall to do a gymnastics class today. It will serve as your exercise time and you can work on your flexibility. When it's time for your punishments, Dorothy might stop by, or the physician at the studio will help me give out your punishment. Your behavior there is going to be recorded, so we can all see it here. If you disobey there, you'll be punished. I have already contacted the studio and they've been willing to accommodate your punishments for free. Make sure you thank them if you get punished. You will get the chance to do your homework if you come back on time. It will depend on your behavior at the studio. Then, your math professor is coming over at 6pm to tutor you until 9:30. Then, we'll have our medical session. Now off you go to the studio!" Grace said.

Dorothy came out with the box of tools for the punishment and was ready to walk with Paul.

Paul was so flustered he couldn't speak a word. "Without... without clothes on?" He trembled. "A...Across the mall?" HE asked.

"Yeah, it's just a 2 minute walk there." Grace said. "You lost your privilege of wearing any clothes on, did you forget about that?" She asked.

"No..." Paul muttered. "But... I thought..."

"Do you want to be reminded of last night?" Grace asked.

"No..." Paul said. "I'll... I'll just go..."

"That's more like it." Grace smiled as she welcomed her first patient into her room.

Dorothy took his hand and pulled him off the bed. "I'm going to walk you to the studio." She said as she pulled his hand and went out of the clinic. Paul was extremely aware of his situation and immediately covered his penis in the public. He was trying to look away from other people's glances but all eyes were on him the moment he went out.

"I told you never to cover your penis when you're naked with me! DID I OR DID I NOT?" Dorothy yelled and stopped as she saw Paul covering his penis.

"You did..." Paul whimpered as he was so scared. "I'm sorry... Please... Let's go..." He cried as he felt more people staring and pointing at him.

Dorothy sighed as she walked him to the studio without saying another word.

She opened the door and Paul was surprised by the size of the studio.

"Hi, I'm here by Grace's orders. We have a patient here that needs to work on his flexibility. I think Grace called also to have him train like a professional, he just needs a lot of hard work. He will be here for a month and let's see where we can get him to." Dorothy said.

"I'm Anthony, and I'll be in charge of Paul for the month. We received the order from Grace, and I was assigned to help Paul. There are other coaches on the gym with other kids, but we share the whole gym, so we can use all the facilities." Anthony said.

"That sounds great. I'm sure you've heard about Paul getting his punishments and stuff like that?" Dorothy made sure.

"Yeah, it was..." He fumbled around for the piece of paper. "Rectal temperature every hour, injection in 2, suppository in 3. Right?"

"Yes, and spankings, all of those, I'm sure you know." Dorothy smiled.

"Yeah, of course. The old way is always the best way, we still do that here anyways." Anthony laughed.

"Great, thanks! You can send him back when he hits the goal for the day." Dorothy said bye and left the lobby, leaving Paul with Anthony alone.

"So kid. Head this way, we're going to make sure you know the ground rules here." Anthony said as he led Paul to another room. "This is the camera that's recording everything, and as we don't want to move it all over the place, you'll do most of the things at the same spot. We're going to be by the corner of the gym where we can find all the mats and stuff we need. Got it?" He pointed to the tripod.

Paul robotically nodded.

"Yes sir is the response I was looking for." Anthony said strictly.

"Yes sir..." Paul said softly.

"I don't deal with nonsense here. You be respectful and do your best, I'll be good to you. If you slack off or don't listen, you're going to pay for it. Got it?"

"Yes..." Paul shivered a bit more.

"Yes what?" Anthony shouted.

"Yes sir..."

"That sounds more like it. Here is a underwear you need when you enter the gym. We can't afford to have your penis dangling all day." He handed Paul a pair of white boxers.

Paul slowly put it on to realize that it pulls through and you can still see everything across the underwear.

"Now stand up and we're going to see how your flexibility is." Anthony said as he went out to the actual gym and set up the camera.

Paul followed him and just stood still.

"Go to the wall and bend down with your knees straight." Anthony ordered. HE wanted to see how much he could do.

Paul followed suit and he barely got past his knees as he was bending down. Anthony was caught surprised by how bad he was, so he just sighed.

"Sit down and open your legs widest for me." He ordered.

Paul did and opened his legs to a solid 90 degree and stopped.

"That's the widest you can do?" Anthony asked as he kicked his leg a bit further.

"Yeah..." Paul winced as he felt like his balls just got torn apart.

"Wow... I guess that's why she sent you to me." Anthony said to himself.

Anthony was one of the best coaches in the area and he has coached a lot of champions before. He was known for his old punishment style, and did not accept lazy work. He was a strict but great coaches that gymnasts would die to work with.

"We're going to stretch you every day, so to let you be able to do a split forcefully in 4 days. That's a lot of hours of hard work and we have other things to do too." Anthony began. "We're going to go slightly every time, and it will hurt a bit as we go further in." Anthony explained.

Anthony sat opposite to Paul and put his legs on his two knee caps. He pushed them slightly forward and Paul was already yelling and screaming bloody murder due to the pain he feels in his legs.

"Be quiet, there are other people training here too. It's not just you." Anthony ordered.

Paul silently sobbed as Anthony continued to push his legs towards the wall, closer to a split. He wailed and started to be loud again as Anthony leveled up the angle.

"That's going to be a warning for you, Paul. You don't shout in pain when you train with me." Anthony warned.

Paul didn't know how to respond to that, as he was still in a lot of pain. He tried to control himself but he really couldn't do a lot.

After an hour of brutal stretching, Anthony got Paul to 105 degree and Paul was already crying all over the place.

"Stand up now." Anthony ordered.

Paul slowly stood up, but wobbled a lot as he felt his legs giving out on him.

"Are you not going to do it properly?" Anthony scolded.