Lexy slept in the next morning. When she got up, Luka was changed and in a onesie, sitting on the living room floor watching TV. Frank was in the kitchen, cleaning up and getting breakfast ready for her. Coffee was made. She felt pampered. “Did you two have a good sleep?” she asked him.

“We did. I had to get up at 3 to change him. Still no poop. What do you think about an enema?”

“For me?” she asked.

“No”, he replied, laughing. “For Luka.”

“Oh! I don't know how he would like that.”

“It doesn't matter. If I tell him he's getting one, he's getting one. He knows I am boss when I am here and he is regressing. I think it would be faster than playing around with laxatives. Just get it done and over with.”

“You are the doctor, Frank. I trust you. If you feel that's best, then do it.”

“I'll go out in a bit and pick up some supplies. I don't think you have them here.”

Now she laughed. “No, we don't.”

Frank left a little later. “Where are you going, Daddy?” Luka asked him as he saw him open the front door.

“Just to get a few things, I'll be back soon.”

“Hurry back, Daddy.”

I don't think you really want him to hurry, Lexy thought as she listened to the exchange. She went about her usual Saturday chores of doing laundry and ironing. This was the day she washed and ironed Luka's clothes that he wore to work. He usually spent the day doing paperwork or reading up on the latest cardiology journals. They always spent all day Sunday together. How they spent it was determined by whether or not Luka was in regression at the time. She was in the laundry room ironing when Luka came in. “Mommy Lex, I wet my diaper.”

“Okay, Luka, let's go get you changed.” She turned the iron off and took his hand and led him down the hallway to his play room. She put a clean changing pad down and asked him to lay on it. She undid the bottom of his onesie and took his wet diaper off. “No poopies?” she said upon seeing he'd only peed.

“No, Mommy Lex.”

“You really need to have a poop, honey”, she said.

“Don't have to, Mommy Lex.”

“That's not normal for you, Luka. You poop every day. We'll see what Daddy Frank says. He's your doctor when you are a little boy.”

Frank was back in a bit with some bags and an old IV pole. Luka was laying on a blanket on the living room floor with a bottle of apple juice and the TV on to his favourite children's channel. He saw Frank come in and called out to him. “Hi, Daddy! You're home!”

“Hi, Sport”, Frank replied. “Have you pooped yet?”

“No, Daddy.”

“I'm going to help you with that.”

“How, Daddy?”

“You'll see.” He disappeared down the hall. Lexy followed Frank to the play room. He was taking things out of the bags. She saw a red bag that resembled a hot water bottle and a bunch of tubing.

“Lexy, can you bring Luka in here, please?” She went back out to the living room.

“Luka, Daddy wants you to go to the playroom.”

“Why, Mommy Lex?”

“You'll see when you get there, sweetie. Come on.” She held her hand out to him. He was laying on the floor and made no move to get up.

“I don't know...” He seemed very suspicious.

“Luka, please.” He hesitated, then got up and took her hand. She led him down the hall and into the room. Frank had hung the red bag on the IV pole. It was bulging with water.

“Please lay down on your changing pad, Luka”, Frank instructed. Luka warily approached the bed. Frank guided him down and undid his onesie. He took Luka's diaper off, then reached for the lubricant. He put a glob on his gloved hand and lifted Luka's legs to expose his anus. He lubricated him and reached for the nozzle attached to the tubing on the bag.

“What are you doing, Daddy?”

“I'm going to help you poop, Luka.” Frank guided the nozzle toward Luka's exposed anus. Luka looked like he was not liking this at all. He sat up. “Lay down, Luka!” Frank barked at him. Luka did not obey. He stood up and ran out of the room. Lexy watched in astonishment as Frank ran after him. It was not like Luka to disobey like this.

She followed them out to the living room. Luka was running around the sofa with Frank chasing him. The scene looked like something out of a comedy show. She had to stifle a laugh at seeing Luka running around in his onesie with his butt bared and Frank running after him.

“Luka, stop that!” she ordered. He didn't stop. Frank was panting pretty hard. Being in his 50's and somewhat overweight, he was not as fit as Luka was. When Luka came around to her side again, Lexy grabbed him. He weaseled out of her hands, but Frank had caught up and he jumped on him. Both of them fell to the floor, Luka underneath Frank.

“Are you okay, Frank?” Lexy asked him.

“Yes, I just need a minute to rest.”

Lexy stood in front of Luka and squatted down so he could see her face. “I'm very disappointed in you, Luka. You are to obey Frank at all times.”

“I'm sorry, Mommy Lex. But I don't want that!”

“The enema?”

“Yes.”

“It's for your own good, honey. You need to poop. If you don't, you will get impacted and that is not something you want to happen, it's pretty uncomfortable. Frank is trying to help you avoid that.”

Frank got off of Luka's back. “Get up, son. Back to the play room.” Lexy could see in his face that he was mad. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next.

“Luka, do as you are told”, she said to him.

Luka got up and followed Frank down the hall, Lexy behind him. In the playroom, Frank sat on the bed. “Come over here, Luka”, he ordered. Luka stood in front of him. “Now, lay down over my knees.” Luka hesitated. Frank grabbed him by the arm and pushed him down across his lap, his butt cheeks exposed. “You cannot get away with what you just did, Luka”, he said as his hand came down hard on Luka's butt cheek. Lexy flinched at the sound. “Remember the rules? You are to obey me at all times. I told you the consequences of not doing so would be harsh.” His hand came down again. And again. And again. Over and over and over again, his hand came down on first one cheek, then the other. Luka tried to be stoic and at first, he was. But then he began to cry.

“Frank, don't you think that's enough? He's crying.”

“I'll stop when I think he's had enough.” He gave Luka's bum a few more smacks, then told him to get up and lay down on the changing pad. Luka meekly complied. His face was tear stained. Lexy went to the sink and got a cold, wet washcloth. She sat on the bed and wiped his face while Frank inserted the enema nozzle.

“It's not that bad, Luka”, she consoled him. “This will help you.”

“Have you had one, Mommy Lex?”

“Yes, honey. A long time ago, before I met you. It wasn't fun, but I needed it.”

Frank released the water and it began to flow into Luka. Lexy held his hand and stroked his hair. He began to relax. “This feels good!” he exclaimed as he felt the warm water run into him.

“You did all that running for nothing”, Frank said to him sternly.

“I'm sorry, Daddy”, Luka replied contritely.

“I don't want to ever have to chase you again, son. Next time, the punishment will be more than just a spanking.”

“What will you do, Daddy?”

“You don't want to find out. I see the bag is empty. I want you to hold it as long as you can.” He withdrew the nozzle and inserted a lubricated butt plug. Luka's eyes went wide when he saw it, but he didn't argue about it. He made a face as Frank gently eased it into him but once it was in, he relaxed. Frank had him hold it for 10 minutes, then took him into the bathroom and instructed him to hover over the toilet. He removed the plug and Luka sat down. Frank set the baby monitor on the vanity and told Luka to tell him when he was finished, but not to flush the toilet.

Lexy and Frank went out to the kitchen and sat down with a coffee. He had brought the other monitor with him so he could hear when Luka was finished. It also picked up the sound of him expelling. “I'm sorry”, he apologized. “I can take this out to the living room if you want.”

“No, that's okay”, she said.

“I want to hear him so I can tell how much is coming out”, he explained. “He might need a second enema. I know that spanking was hard to watch, but I had to impress on him that he cannot do that to me.”

“I understand, Frank. It's so unlike Luka to disobey like that.”

“I think he was scared of the idea of an enema. Also, he's pretty upset over the results of his semen testing. He may have regressed to forget about it, but it's still in the back of his mind.”

“I think we should go easy on him the rest of the day, Frank.”

“As long as he behaves.”

“I believe he will.”

Just then, Luka's voice came through the monitor. “I'm finished, Daddy.” Frank got up and left the kitchen. Lexy followed him to the bathroom where he checked the toilet. “I think you need another enema, son. There's not much there.”

“Daddy, please, no.”

“I'm sorry, Luka, but if I let this go, you will be feeling pretty poorly in a day or two. You don't want an impaction, believe me. I thought you said you liked it?”

“I do, but not this part.”

Frank laughed. “That's part and parcel, son. Come on, let's go and get it over with.”

“Okay, Daddy.” Frank and Lexy followed Luka to the play room.

“Let me adjust the changing pad, then I want you to lay on your side. Lexy will show you which one while I get more water.”

Frank took the bag off the IV stand. “Left side”, he said to Lexy. She positioned Luka while Frank filled the bag and re-hung it. He had Luka pull his right leg up, which exposed his anus. After putting more lubricant on it, he inserted the nozzle again. This time, he was giving Luka more water than he had the first time, so it took a few minutes longer.

Lexy lay beside him and talked to him in a comforting tone. Frank sat in a chair by the bed and rubbed his leg to soothe him. Suddenly, Luka cried out in pain. “Daddy, it hurts!”

“Are you cramping?”

“Yes.”

Frank got up and reached over Luka to massage his abdomen. “This should help.” He looked at the partly empty bag. “I'd like you to get a bit more in, then you can go expel if you can't take any more.”

The massage helped and Luka managed to take in most of the rest of the water. Once again, Frank had him retain it for 10 minutes, then took him to the bathroom to expel, with the instruction to let him know when he was finished. This time, it was a half hour before he said “Daddy, I'm finished.” Frank checked and said that this time, it was a success and he didn't need a third enema. Luka breathed a sigh of relief.

While Frank cleaned him up and put a clean diaper on him, Lexy went to the kitchen and got a bottle ready. It was past lunchtime and Luka would be hungry. She took it to the play room and found Frank and Luka laying on the bed, Luka resting his head on Frank's chest. She handed the bottle to him. “Would you like to feed him?”

“I would, thank you”, Frank said. He held the nipple to Luka's mouth, and he took it in. Lexy got a towel and laid it over Frank's chest and under Luka's head. She handed Frank a washcloth to clean him up with when he was finished his bottle.

“I think it's nap time next”, she said.

“Yes, definitely. He's a tired little boy right now.”

While Frank fed Luka, Lexy cleaned up the playroom and the bathroom, then went out to the kitchen to make lunch for her and Frank. After a while, he had not emerged from the play room, so she went to look in on him and found both him and Luka sound asleep on the bed. She got a blanket out of the closet and put it over them, then picked up the bottle and washcloth before exiting the room, quietly closing the door behind her.