-= KJP =-

A couple weeks after Jana's discipline she started acting strange. I noticed when I got home from work that Jana's hair would be damp and she smelled of having a recent shower. This happened a few times and I couldn't put my finger as to why she would be showering so late in the day when I knew that she showered after her morning run. She also started to become vague as to what she had done through the day and I started to think she was lying to me but couldn't prove it. So her control sessions went on once a week as usual until I could find out, and I knew I would find out what was going on with her.

Then the proof came not in all relativity but I was able to find out that Jana was lying to me, but I didn't know why. I had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with Tara's return on the scene but I didn't know. It was after dinner on a Wednesday night when the phone rang. Jana was in the kitchen so I answered it. It was her bridge partner that she played with three times a week.

"Hello Kevin...I just called to see how Jana was doing....she seems to have been very ill lately....did the doctors find out what was wrong?"

The conversation took me by surprise and I stuttered and felt like a fool.

"I...uh...she didn't play with you this week?" I asked.

"Why no... or on Wednesday or Friday last week either." Martha said.

There was a brief silence and then Martha continued. "Well I'm sure she's alright if you are unaware of it....I know she saw the doctor a couple times so far though... Oh my, I hope she's not ill and keeping it from us...do you think that might be it Kevin?"

"Martha don't worry I'm sure that she's fine...I will have a talk with her and make sure she gets back to you....now I don't want you to worry. You know how stress raises your blood pressure." I said to her to calm her. Martha almost died last year from a mild heart attack, at the time her blood pressure was through the roof.

I hung up the phone and sat back down, I know I had a puzzled look on my face when Jana joined me and plopped down on the couch. I watched TV as Jana picked up her cross stitch and started to hum as she worked. I thought about how I would address this as to not accuse her of deceiving me. I laid down my drink and turned down the TV and sat looking at her. She continued to hum as she worked on her stitching not noticing that it was quiet.

She looked up to see me looking at her and her hands stopped in mid air.

"What....What's wrong?" She asked leaning over to see if the TV had gone off.

"Honey...when was the last time you went to the doctors for a physical?" Her head and body popped up from looking over and she stuttered.

"I well...I...I don't know why?"

"Don't you go in for your annual every year?"

She blushed at the question then frowned. "Hummm...Well I have felt so good lately I don't think I have gone in for one...besides you know how I feel about doctors."

I didn't get the reaction that I thought I would from her. Didn't see the guilt that accompanied the dishonesty. This made me worry...was Martha mistaken or had Jana been able to pull the sheets over her deceiving me.

"How was bridge today?" I asked and I saw a flash of astonishment on her face, then it recovered.

"Oh fine...me and Martha lost two out of three...not good at all." She said and pulled up her stitching to hide her face, and started to hum but I could tell that it was strained.

I turned up the TV for a few minutes to figure out what was going on and had no clue. Jana had seemed to be changing before my eyes. Being more sneaky and deceiving. Had the control sessions lost there power? I know that she has been struggling with the new nozzle that had continued to be used but she seemed different, able to handle her guilt allot better.

I thought for a while not really watching the game and then I reached over and with the remote turned it back down. This time she noticed and stopped stitching and looked at me.

"Martha called…" And there it was!! her face turned red and her lip quivered as her body took on the guilty composer that I was looking for. With just those two words she knew she was caught.

"She said that you haven't been to bridge for the last four days...she said that you were sick and seeing a doctor....is this true...have you been ill?"

She knew that either way she was caught in a lie. She let her hands and her stitching fall to her lap and her shoulders sunk and her head bowed. I wondered what was going on with my Jana to hide stuff from me and to deceive me and her friend with lies.

"No dear...I haven't seen the doctor." She said in a strained voice as she looked at the floor.

"Martha is very worried about you, I hope you know....It's not good for her to worry....Do you like making your friends feel for you with your lies?"

That did it, the guilt flowed out of her and she broke down and sobbed. She brought the stitching back to her face and sobbed into the material.

"What's going on Jana...what or who is making you deceive me and your friends...you can talk to me...trust me....I don't think you like doing it...something must be going on with you or someone is making you lie...this behavior is just not you."

She sniffled and pulled the fabric away from her face and sat up fairly straight. She took on a whole different demeanor and struggled with it.

"Nothing is happening...nobody is making me do anything...I just didn't want to play bridge and didn't have a good excuse is all." She sniffled some more as she sat guarding herself with her posture. She almost looked like she was trying to stand up against me.

I stared at her looking down at the carpet and I shook my head. She wasn't going to give in and talk to me. I had no other choice but to start the discipline process. I threw the remote on the table and made an exasperating sound as I sat up on the couch and patted my lap. I looked away but held my hands to except Jana into my arms. She walked over like a defiant child not willing to give in, but I knew that soon enough her guilt would get the best of her and she would ask me for what was right.

She sat up straight as she look forward trying to protect herself from herself. I was very awed by this behavior and disappointed as well.

"Jana...you have lied and deceived me...you have lied and deceived your friend Martha, that is not young or well....you had her very worried about your health and I too was slightly worried as well when she had told me that you had seen a doctor....This is a great disappointment to me and on the heals of your last discipline." That did it, Jana broke down and cried as she heard how disappointed I was in her. Her body slumped and she cried out.

"I know...I know.., I'm sorry...I deserve to be disciplined." She said as her tears streamed down her face. I knew that she was a caring person and that her lies had made people worry about her. She had no problem in asking for her discipline this time, and that was a first. No emotional struggle no fighting her inner being, she knew what she needed and I think she actually wanted to be disciplined so she could get rid of her guilty feelings she had inside.

"Yes you need your discipline but I want you to be able to talk to me as well do you want to talk to me about what your feeling or what's going on?"

Jana composed herself and sat back up and sniffled. She shook her head no and said that she needed her discipline as she stared off. This was a shock to me. She was fighting something and right now it was me. One minute she was a guilty little girl and the next she was a defiant child ready to take her fate as it came. I just looked at her and shook my head. I didn't like these changes at all and I wanted to know what was going on.

"OK.....to the bedroom then....get yourself ready and fill your bag over half full. This time I want six capfuls in your enema." My eye brows were raised as I said this wondering what she would think. When she left my lap I threw my hands in the air and let them fall onto my lap and sat back.

Damn what's going on with her...why the defiant changes, why...why…why ? I thought. I got up from the couch and went to the freezer where I had stashed some glycerin suppositories. I made my way to the room and Jana was almost done making her enema. I continued to shake my head as I prepared for her session. I then sat on the bed with a long sigh. I almost want to tell her No that I wouldn't discipline her and that she would have to live with the raging guilt. But that would make it hard for me to forget and I would then lash out at her from time to time. No I had to discipline her for her behavior.

When she came to me naked with her bag I looked at it and said one word.

"More." She looked stunned as she dropped the bag down a bit.

"You heard me...more water...if you insist on disappointing me on a regular basis like for a week now. I will have to increase your enema." Pain came across her face and I stood looking into her sad eyes. She was now that little girl again. I searched her eyes for some answer to my questions and then I hardened when I found none.

"Fill the bag up Jana...I will determine how much of the enema you take for your behavior."

She turned on her heals and stomped to the bathroom. I just couldn't believe her attitude and shook my head again. She stomped back and almost threw the bag so I could see it's fullness. I jerked back from the waving bag that she held in her hand. She had a nasty frown on her face.

"Damn it Jana...You sure want more and more don't you....I'm very tired of your disrespect tonight...hang your bag and get over my lap...I don't know what's going on with you but you have just pushed me too far young lady."

She hung her bag and looked at it's full size. She stood with her back away from me for some time and I could see her body sink as she looked at the huge volume of fluid that I could give to her. I had no intention of giving it all to her but she was going to get allot of it. When she turned she had tears in her eyes once more. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing...She was fighting with some inner power to be strong but would then break down. I wondered if she wasn't on drugs or something right then and there.

She surrendered her body over to me and I started her discipline. I first inserted a couple cold suppositories for her to hold as she fought the menthol on her bottom. I then inserted the glass rod that would start the burning in her anus. When I was ready to start her spanking I held my hand over my head and then thought of something that might help this discipline sink home.

"Jana...I want you to ask me to spank your bare bottom for your deceiving lying behavior."

Jana was struggling to hold her suppositories and keep the burning down in her hole. She was struggling with asking and I knew that she didn't want to. She cried then in a horrid voice that I had not heard out of her before she spat out. "Give me my spanking for my behavior ....dang."

I almost stopped right there and pulled her up to tell her that she had gone from a discipline session to punishment. But I had already started and I needed to be consistent. She took her swats well only moaning and groaning and I could see that she hadn't started to deal with her guilt as yet. It wasn't until the hairbrush started to land on her bottom that she started to cry. I made sure that her bottom felt the brunt of my disappointment as it turned deep crimson.

I lubed her anal ring with the menthol making sure she felt the large amount that I had applied. The lube squished heavily out from under the nozzles base and I started the enemas flow. Her sobs were low as she fought to compose herself but when she started to work on her fourth quart of enema along with the suppositories she was feeling the full effects of her discipline. She cried and sobbed and tried to make herself more and more comfortable as her small belly took in more and more of the enema. I watched it closely not to give her too much but I wanted her to realize I was not pleased with her behavior before or after we started the discipline.

I stopped the enema just over four quarts and Jana was moaning groaning and sobbing in disappear. I motioned for her to rise and she pleaded with me not to make her. I didn't say a word but raised her hips so that she would stand. That's when I saw her face and knew that she was sorry for what she had done. Her eyes and tear streaked face couldn't hide the guilt that she now held inside her. She took her bag and went to the corner and stood there whimpering. She knew that she would be required to hold her enema even longer for pleading with me. I watched and heard her deal with her discipline as I cleaned up the room and then went out to the kitchen for some water.

I drank my water and watched the clock as it went on over twenty minutes. I waited for another five and walked back in to the room. Jana was whispering she was sorry for her actions in a slight chant. She grunted as she bent over. I could hear the water slosh inside her and she looked as if she was pregnant. I pulled her plug from her and she cried out before running to the bathroom, enema water dripping down her legs.

Jana went to bed that night instead of coming out to spend the rest of the evening with me. When I joined her she rolled over and cried in my arms and told me how sorry she was. I forgave her and wished deep down she would talk to me.

The next morning I called into work. Jana was up and out running already. She was surprised that I hadn't dressed for work. I told her that I planned to take the day off. When Jana went into the shower I got on the phone. I called Dr. Hatch at home to see if he could see Jana today. I had met Dr. Hatch when Jana had gone to see him before we were married. We became friends and played golf together.

"Hey Mike...it's Kevin....no not willing to do a round this weekend but maybe next weekend....Hey!! the reason I was calling is Jana...Do you remember the last time she was in for a physical?...uh huh....really...that long...No I don't thinks she's seeing another doctor...Can you get her in today...I'm worried about her....Well she's going through mood swings ....acting strange...lying and deceiving...I don't know what's going on with her...could you check her out....uh huh...ok...sounds good...see ya then." I hung up the phone and Jana was behind me.

"Who was that?"

"That was Mike...I set up an appointment for you for today at 4:30." Just then the phone rang.

"Hello.....Hello." I knew someone was on the line but wouldn't answer.

"Hellooo…" A heavy voice talked up on the other end and I knew who it was right away.

"HI Tara...sorry to hear about your relationship....ya...Jana's right here."

I walked out of the room but just around the corner so that I could hear what was said from this end. Jana just made a side ok and yes a few times and then hung up.

"Is she coming over today?"

"Ahh no...she may come by over the weekend she said...so she can see you." I made a little smirk . Tara wanting to see me... Right.

I made Jana call and apologize to Martha. She had tears in her eyes as she had to admit to Martha that her health was just fine and that she had lied to her. I'm not sure how Martha took it but Jana was a mess on this end.

Jana wasn't happy about going to see Dr. Hatch but I was insistent and we soon found ourselves sitting in the exam room with her in a flimsy gown and me reading a magazine. Mike walked in and apologized for the wait. He took hold of Jana's hands and kissed them.

"Keith you sure do know how to pick them." Mike said as he looked at her and she smiled. He looked over the questionnaire that Jana had filled out and asked her a few questions. He then started to look Jana over from head to toe as he continued to ask questions.

"You still getting your control sessions Jana?" He said as he looked into her ear.

"Ya...once a week." She said and she bowed her head as Mike looked in the other ear.

"How much can you take now?"

"Half a bag." She said and Mike looked at me.

"Three quarts on a session, discipline is different."

"Uh huh…" Mike said as he felt her neck and made her swallow.

"How's the sex life...any problems, discomfort or pain?"

She shook her head, but I could see something else. She became guarded and closed her legs and placed her hands in her lap. I wasn't sure if it was the pelvic that she was going to have or something else.

Mike checked her breasts and then asked. "How old are you again?" Jana told him that she was thirty six and he looked at her chart.

"Your mother and your sister had breast cancer ...is that right?"

She nodded and looked at him with fear.

"Well I'm going to schedule you for a mammogram so we have a base line.. nothing to worry about I didn't feel anything but Just with your history we need to be sure." He went on with the rest of the exam and then told her to lay back and place her feet into the stirrups. Jana's breathing started to quicken as she laid there. I came and stood by her and helped her with her feet. I knew that her bottom was to far from the edge but I didn't say anything.

Mike laid out his stuff for the pelvic exam and he asked Jana to scoot her bottom down on the table as he put on his gloves. Jana made a few tisk type sounds as she lowered herself on the table.

"More dear...I need your bottom just hanging off the table." He was watching her bottom as she slid down more and I took hold of Jana's hand.

Mike placed his arms between her legs and spread her legs out telling her to relax. He then put some KY on his finger and started the exam telling Jana what he was doing the whole time. She just held my hand and looked up as the doctor examined her inside and out.

"There's some deep bruising on her buttocks here Keith...I should warn you about that...when was her last discipline session?"

"Last night...two weeks before that and then months...that's what I'm saying."

He just nodded his head to let me know that he understood and too now be quiet. he told Jana that he was now going to examine her rectum and she was ok until he slid his finger all the way in and felt around. She cringed as he inspected her bottom. It seemed like he took a long time to search her.

"No problem with bowel movements at all Jana?" She shook her head almost violently as he searched her. He took his finger out and pulled off his glove. He nodded to me and I helped Jana out of the stirrups.

"I just want to take some blood and you will be able to get dressed." He said as he came to her side and took blood out of her arm. He then told Jana to meet us in his office.

"So, did you find anything Mike ?"

He shook his head. "Nothing that would stick out at me Keith...Lets see what the blood test reveal....so what's the real problem?"

"I don't know that's just it ... she is not responding to her discipline. I used to read her like a book now I can't tell what's she feeling or what she says is the truth?"

"Well, she may be going through a phase...take it easy on her...she will come around."

We left the doctors office and I had no real answers to my questions. We rode in silence for a long time.

"Want to go out to eat?" I asked.

"Ok where do you want to go?" We settled on a small Mexican place and ate.

"You feel better now that you got that out of the way?" I asked her.

She shrugged and told me she felt fine and had no need to see Dr. Hatch in the first place. Most of the dinner we had was in silence and we went home. That night I tried to encourage sex but she said she didn't feel like it. I turned over frustrated and scared as to what she was going through.

I knew that I would have to get to the bottom of her behavior soon or loose my control. I wasn't sure how I was going to go about that task but I had a good idea....I had a few days off coming to me and I thought just maybe I might take one here and there.