It was an impulsive mistake. A dumb thing to do. I wasn't thinking. The new super store opened up and they had "everything". I was shopping next door. I decided to go in and look around. I ended up in the medical section. They had the tools of the medical trade. Most of them I had never seen for sale before. I looked them over and was almost to embarrass to be in that section. There wasn't anyone around so I felt safe enough. I contemplated buying a few items and had a problem as to how I would purchase the items. I lived in a small town everyone new all your business. The checkouts were full of gossips. The kind that had to run and tell everything they saw and made up a few more spicy bits to make the story good enough to keep the interest.

I looked down at the large bag and had an idea. Not a good one but one that would spare me having to go down the checkout line with my special purchases. I just casually put the items in the bag. After all I had a recite for some of it and who would empty the bag to go through the entire condense? I got all the things necessary for my biggest fantasy. Enema bag and large nozzle, Rubber gloves, KY, Castle soap, mixing bowl, stir and a rectal thermometer largest I could find. I found it in the cooking supplies. I made some regular purchases so I wouldn't be too obvious. After all I will be buying a large amount of items from this store and I deserve a discount.

In the checkout line I was nervous. I didn't notice a man standing to one side out of the way. He followed me out of the store and stooped me just outside the door. Excuse me miss I think we have a problem. I froze in my tracks. We need to go inside and re-figure you purchases. I followed him into a room in the back of the store. He then asked me if I had anything that I didn't purchase. I knew that I was in trouble. I explained to him that I would be glad to pay for the items. The reason I didn't was that it was to embarrass to go through the line. That I am afraid that will cost you more than the embarrassment of the line. He showed me the videotape. I really don't have to play this for you?

He picked up the telephone and started to dial. I asked whom he was calling? He said the local sheriff. I pleaded with him to hang up and give me a chance to explain. He hung up and said there was nothing to explain. It was all on the tape. I asked if there was another punishment? I would pay double for the items and promise no to do it again. He said this is not grade school, I can't just give you a few swats on rear and let you go. I wish you could. Because I wouldn't live down the embarrassment of getting arrested and people finding out. Please consider an alternate punishment.

He thought about it for a long while and asked if I were serious. The ball was in my court. I though about it for a while and said yes. He proceeded to type a paper. It turned out to be consent form to punish me. He said sign it or I will continue with the telephone call. I had no other option; I couldn't stand the whole town talking about me. He took the paper and put it in the safe.

He looked at me and said. This is going to be an embarrassing punishment but he would keep it between us two, as long as I did what he instructed me to do. I agreed, as we went around the store I asked him what he was going to do with these things? He said you'd find out soon enough. I gave him the money for the stolen goods as well as the items we just picked up.

I followed him down several hallways, then a long stairwell to a room. He said he was the only one on this shift that knew where this room was. We wouldn't be disturbed. He opened the door and inside I saw a desk, straight back chair, sink and small table. After getting organized he pulled out the chair to the center of the room and sat down. He motioned me to his right side took my hand and pulled me across his lap my face was close to the floor and my feet were touching on the other side. I haven't been in that position since early high school. His left hand was on the small of my back; his right hand was on my bottom. The only hand on my bottom for years has been my husband's. I got worried about what this guy was going to after all I was completely at his mercy. He explained the punishment paper I signed stated the punishment was to be on the bare bottom. A chill went down my spine as he reached for the hem of my skirt.

I felt my skirt lifting and I knew he was looking at my panties. He paused for a while I guess to take in the view. I then felt him insert both thumbs into my panties. I could feel his breath on my bottom as pushed

My panties were halfway down. He explained the punishment. The goods totaled up to 108 dollars or 40 hand spanks at .75 each 52 paddle spanks at 1.50, half now and the balance after we try out your new purchases. I felt his hand rise up and WHACK. It startled me I wasn't expecting it. He alternated left and right until he had completed the 40. It did not feel good but I could take it. He picked up the paddle and WHACK I felt that and the 25 that followed. I was feeling every one and I didn't know how much more I could take. He finally stopped and I was told to get up. I slid off onto the floor and settled down before I got up. My skirt fell back in place; I reached under my skirt to slip my panties up

He gave me a few minutes to rest while he started to set up the 2nd part of the punishment. He took a paint drop cloth and spread it out partly on the desk and ending up down one side onto the floor. He looked at me and said, it would be best for you to strip completely. There is a good possibility you could ruin you clothing. I thought for a while then started to take off my clothes. I didn't have a good excuse for loosing my clothes I left the house in this morning. The time wasn't a problem it is not unusual for me to be gone all day shopping. While I took off my clothes he was busy taking the new items out of the packages. Nude and trying to cover up the important parts I stood waiting for further instruction. I didn't have to wait long. Bend over the end of the desk. I placed my pelvis at the edge and bent over until stomach and breast was pressing down on the tabletop. He took his rubber-gloved hands, KY and the cooking thermometer around behind me. I was blocked from the view. The next feeling was his gloved finger anointing my anus with KY. He circled around then pushed in. I could feel his finger sliding in lubricating the path. He withdrew his finger and lubed the thermometer. It was cold and hard and long. He pushed it in a little then back until only enough was sticking out to allow him to extract. I could only imagine how I looked with that glass sticking out bent over like that.

I stayed in that position with the thermometer in while he prepared the enema. Castle soap mixed with warm water. He filled the bag and hung it on the IV stand. He was again behind me. I felt the thermometer being extracted. He said my temperature was just on the high side. I was hot back there after the spanking. Next came the much larger than normal enema nozzle I had shoplifted. It never occurred to me that when I was dropping it into my bag that one hour later a perfect stranger would be inserting it into my rectum. The nozzle started out small, a large bump in the middle and then small again. It wouldn't be hard to keep in. The bump was painful. I sucked in my breath and got past it. He must have sensed my discomfort because he repeated the insertion three more times before letting it settle down on the guard. My spinster locked it in. He adjusted the tubing and started the flow. When my squirming got to intense he stooped to let me relax then more water until all the water was inside me.

He then told me the option of holding out to eliminate paddle spanks. I would have to hold out one second per penny. One minute seamed an hour it figured out to 2 ½ minutes per spank. I managed a to get a 6 spank reduction before I said I need to go. He placed a bedpan on the chair. I had never gone with anybody looking on. I covered my face and let go. With a rush it splashed into the pan. I finished and he took one of the towels to wipe me off.

The other 20 spanks were next. This time I was naked and over his lap. WHAK!! 20 times He held nothing back these were the last and the best. I kicked and squirmed. I felt his hard member next to my side; all the squirming must have felt good to him Finally it was over at last. I started gathering up my clothing when I noticed the cramping was still active in my bowels. I felt like I still had to go but there was nothing left. It was the soap I knew the only thing that would stop it would be a clear enema. I fought the words out, I couldn't believe, I was asked if he could give me a water enema to clean out the soap? I would have bet the world I would never thought I would be asking for another enema. Back over the desk, he inserted the nozzle. I felt instant relief when the warm water entered. Back over the bedpan to let it out. I was almost through when I felt the need to urinate. I knew I couldn't hold out so I let go. I was flowing out of the back and front at the same time into the bedpan. I am sure he took it all in his eyes were fixed on my flowing pussy.

With a red face and bottom I restored my clothing. He handed me the security tape, keeping his word. He did me a favor? On the way home, driving the car every bump made me fell like it wasn't.