While writing the story different ideas came to mind and I had to choose which path to take. After completing the story I got to thinking about those different ideas and decided to use one for a different story path.This alternate ending begins as Jenn is returning from the brick house with the "box" after being bent over the end of a picnic table and paddled bare bottomed by her mother for being disrespectful.

Jenn had retrieved the box and was entering the camp fence gate as Mrs. G emerged from the camp followed by her two dogs Sammy and Bucky. With a towel over her shoulder she carried a pitcher and a small container of Vaseline to the picnic table where she spread the towel over the end of the table. As Jenn approached Mrs. G turned.

"Set the box down and remove your shorts Jenn."

Tim watched as she did as instructed fascinated by what was taking place. As he took in the scene he noticed while Sammy the old lab lay down near the picnic table the beagle hound mix Bucky was sniffing out a place to pee. As he made his way around the enclosure he stopped, sniffing the air. He looked toward where Tim huddled behind some brush and began a low growl which turned into a long hound dog bay. The two women turned.

Mrs. G began approaching the fence. "Someone there?"

Tim panicked. What to do? Think. No time to think. His mind ran through what to say or do. For some reason Huck Finn came to mind. When he stated he would have to trust Providence to put the right words in his mouth. Just act as if you were innocently returning from the fishing hole. He stood and made his way to the fence opposite from Mrs. G.

"I was just fishing and-"

"So you decided to not only eavesdrop but to spy as well?"

"No! I didn't mean to, but" Providence was failing him big time.

"BUT WHAT? Look at me. Did you see me spank Jenn?"

Tim stood helpless. Attempting to lie seemed a poor choice. He looked Mrs. G in the eye and nodded, "Yes maam, I'm sorry."

"Come around here," Mrs. G walked to the gate opening it as he approached. "Jenn put the dogs in please. And you. Set your gear down here." gesturing to the right of the gate.

Tim did as ordered and as he stood he felt Mrs. G twist his ear. "Over here now," as she led him to the picnic table.

Time seemed to slow as Tim was led to the table. His gaze turned to Jenn standing nearby bare bottomed. The result of her spanking was in plain sight, a bright red ass. Was that a slight smile from her as she watched her mother lead him to the table? He couldn't help but notice her nipples were beginning to show through her tank top. Was she excited because of the enema she was to receive? Or because she was enjoying what was happening to him? His eyes lowered to her neat trimmed bush. My God he thought, is this really happening?

He was brought back from those thoughts as Mrs. G released her vice like grip on his ear. She roughly grabbed his belt yanking him around to face her. In seconds she had his belt unbuckled, jeans unzipped and with a swift yank had them down around his ankles. As quickly as his pants dropped an erection rose.

"Look at you, you nasty, naughty boy," exclaimed Mrs. G.

Jenn standing by thought as she watched eagerly. "Yes, what a nasty, naughty boy. What a sexy, nasty, naughty boy. How quickly he gets so hard. How delicious! She felt a pang of excitement flash through her head and directly to her pussy. Am I getting wet? Who is nasty and naughty now?

"Bend over. Jenn hand me the paddle and come to this side. Now hold him in place."

Tim did as instructed feeling Jenn place her hands on his lower back. She bent down to whisper, "You are going to get it now."

"I am not going to waste my time with a lecture or scolding Tim. You know your actions are unacceptable do you not?"

"Yes maam."

"As I thought." She moved next to him rubbing the paddle against his bare skin before beginning. She applied the paddle as she had done at the end with Jenn. Hard, rapid spanks landing across his bare ass seeming to hit every square inch.

Tim held still, silent as the paddle landed with the crack of a .22 rifle, but not for long. Try as he might he could not help but to cry out as each spank landed. At first it was an owww or ouch! But it turned to pleading.

"I'm sorry, ok? Please Mrs. G stop. Owwww, please, please I will be good. I really will. Owwwww Mrs. G please stop."

It was all to no avail as his employer remained silent and deaf to his pleas. The paddle landed over and over until Tim was crying to the point of nearly screaming for the punishment to end. After several minutes more the paddling stopped.

"I hope that made an impression young man and one that will not be forgotten."

Tim looked over his shoulder at Mrs. G through eyes still blurry with tears. "Yes, Mrs. G."

Mrs. G placed the paddle before him on the table. She then removed the enema bag from the box that also lay before him on the table. Tim watched as she connected the black curved douche nozzle to the hose and began to pour water from the pitcher into the bag. When full she screwed the hose to the bag and opened the clamp to expel air before setting it down. That done she applied Vaseline to the nozzle before he felt his ass cheeks spread and Mrs. G applied the lube to his bottom hole.

"Jenn, please do the honors as I hold the bag."

Tim turned to watch Jenn step to his side picking up the greased nozzle. "Enema time little man."

Jenn spread his cheeks as her mother had done and slipped the nozzle in place and released the clamp. "Ok Mother, Raise the bag."

Tim heard the click and felt the rush of water. Looking to Mrs. G he saw she held it as high as possible. He felt cool air on his bare bottom as the hot water flowed into him. After a few minutes he began to get uncomfortable as he was filled. It quickly turned from being just uncomfortable to being agonizing.

"Mrs. G, I can't take anymore, ok? I'm really full. Please?" Jenn closed the clamp.

"Hush now or I will use the paddle again. Is that what you want?

"NO! Maam. No. But I need to go."

"You need to be quiet and you will get all of this. Jenn open the clamp and leave it open."

Another click and the enema continued for several minutes until Tim heard the gurgle of the bag emptying. Jenn slipped the nozzle from his red bottom. "Get your pants up and get in the bathroom."

Tim lost no time in getting himself inside. He plopped down finding the coolness of the toilet seat a welcome to his stinging bottom. He began to expel immediately. It seemed he would never stop, cramps becoming near intolerable before the wonderful feel of release taking them away. After twenty minutes or so he finished. Getting up he pulled up his jeans and headed to the back door to face the two women once more.

At the screen door he stopped at what he saw. Jenn, bent over the picnic table, with the nozzle and hose protruding from her rear, her mother holding the bag above administering her enema. He felt himself stiffen. What to do? He was just punished for peeping. He didn't want another spanking that was certain.

"Mrs. G, I'm finished." I called from inside.

Both women turned Jenn while lying over the table, Mrs. G while still holding the bag above.

"Come out and gather your gear and get yourself back to the barn. Take care of the evening chores please. And keep in mind that each and every time you go out of bounds with your behavior you will receive consequences. Now go please."

Tim stepped out of the camp trying his best to not look at Jenn receiving her enema in fear he would be put her place again. There eyes did meet for a brief moment. Without Mrs. G noticing she wagged a finger at him seeming to say you are in trouble over this with me.

As he collected his fishing gear and opened the gate to leave he took one more look at the scene. A very pretty lady over a table getting an enema. It was with that vision in mind that he entered his apartment. He put his gear away and stripped off his clothes in a pile before heading to the bathroom and turning on the shower. He retrieved the gift enema bag from Jenn removing the douche nozzle. Applying Vaseline to both the nozzle and his red bottom he stepped into the shower already sporting an erection. As the warm water washed over him he slipped the nozzle in place and began to slowly stroke himself. As he once more envisioned Jenn getting her enema he jerked himself to an explosive orgasm.

After showering he lay down for a few minutes before tending to the horses. Going back in his mind to what had happened he couldn't help but think-

"You never know what you might see while walking through the woods. Squirrels, trees, deer, rabbits, but what he had just observed? A pretty woman getting a bare bottom spanking and an enema" Not your typical walk through the woods for sure.