I go to a class once a week and usually I’m a good student, but once upon a time my test results are “below expected” for me, not bad, just lower than usual. I come home and my Dom is not happy with the result.
As soon as I come home, he lectures me about the importance of my studies and why I am not allowed to do less than expected. He needs to check whether I did so badly because I don’t feel well. He pulls my pants down and makes me bend over the bed to take my temperature rectally. Reminding that this is for my own good he takes his time, enjoying the view and playing with the thermometer. Taking temperature “the baby way” is a bit embarrassing, but I know he’ll do it whether I want it or not and I better not fuss about that, not to make everything worse. The temperature is fine of course, and he decides to spank me.
He begins with hand slaps to warm me up, but soon enough moves to paddling. I have to count swats through my cries and tears. He spanks me until my bottom is all hot and red and I no longer cry out with each swat.
Dom helps me lie on the bed and gives me some time to compose myself, while he prepares my enema. I don’t even know what he puts in it, just lying there waiting. He makes me up on all fours, puts a double balloon nozzle inside me and lets the water flow. It’s crampy and very uncomfortable and the only thing I’m thinking about is to let it out asap. Besides, every time he touches my skin it stings after spanking. But when I ask how long I have to retain it, Dom answers that I can choose myself. But I can do my homework only with my belly full. If I can’t hold it in any longer, I’m allowed to use the bathroom, but then I’ll be filled again till everything is done. He likes the process and likes helping me to improve, so he’d be happy to provide me with as many enemas as I need. He kisses my forehead and I understand the real problem.
It takes me two fillings full of whimpering and moaning to finish my homework (and two trips to the bathroom, where I can’t sit properly because of my spanked bottom). I’m rewarded with a nice and pleasantly warm rinse enema, while he cuddles me in bed. After the last enema he fucks my raw bottom, not to lose an opportunity since it’s so nice and clean.
Next day I come home from work only to find out that my punishment is not over yet. The enema bag is already bulging and my Dom invites me to proceed. I’ve finished my homework, but he insists I need to study to retake my test. This time I do have a time limit - 30 minutes to retain and study. It’s not too much, but still uncomfortable and I almost dance at the table with my books. He giggles at me and smacks my bottom once in a while. After I’m empty and clean he hugs me and praise and yes, fucks again. When I lie there, resting, he explains that he’s gonna continue disciplining me every day till I pass the test according to his standards.
Class is once a week and I can’t ask to redo the test before the whole week is gone. But my teacher doesn’t want to give me another test, as the results are fine and technically I passed. I have to convince her to give me another chance. That’s humiliating, but she gives in only after I explain that my “strict friend’s” expectations are higher than hers. Unfortunately she doesn’t have another test on her and I have to wait another week. Dom doesn’t really approve another delay, so the retain time for the second week’s enemas is a full hour (no complaining is allowed!) since I couldn’t convince my teacher as a good girl should have. My punishment continues…