A Thermometer, A Suppository, An Enema, and a Maintenance Spanking

Tonight I am writing with a very sore bottom, inside and out!  Though tonight was only a maintenance spanking night, it was far from uneventful.

This is extremely embarrassing to share and I can only guess that I am as red as a raspberry right now just thinking about the recent happenings, but here it goes.

The evening began with me asking my husband if he would watch our daughter so I could lay down because I wasn’t feeling well. He agreed and told me that he would come to check on me in a little while. Just as I began to doze off, he walked in the room and asked how I was feeling. My stomach was off and uncomfortable, undoubtedly from another case of *blush* constipation. 

He had me roll over so he could take my temperature, the only way he does it anymore.  It came back normal, 98.2 degrees. I hadn’t shared with my husband that I was constipated, but I gave it away when I asked for a suppository.  I never ask for them because of how much it embarrasses me, but I was uncomfortable and I knew I needed something.  I had already tried coffee and apple juice!  He agreed, got the jar of suppositories, and slipped one into my bottom. He ended up having to give me another one about an hour later, but they both didn’t work!!

So, while I was laying on the couch whining and uncomfortable, my husband offered to go to the store and get me a fleets enema. Shocked that he even knew what a fleets was, I agreed. He ran to the store, came back, put a towel on the couch and had me put my head on the couch and my butt in the air. He inserted the saline enema and emptied the contents of the bottle intoy bottom. He rubbed my back while I stayed in that position for a few minutes before he let me go to the bathroom. He ended up giving me another one just to be safe, but I felt 100 times better afterwards aside from a sore bottom.

We were watching a movie together when he reminded me that it was maintenance day and he told me that we were going to do things a little different. First, he undressed me completely, instead of just pulling down my bottoms. He then proceeded to run his hands over every square inch of my body, it gave me chills. He had me lay down on the couch with my legs towards him and he spread apart my pussy and began to look at me and touch me. He slapped my pussy and my breasts, but it didn’t hurt.  It was actually quite erotic. He had me bend over while he did the same to my ass, and then my spanking began. He only used his hand, but he turned my bottom quite red and it was very hot. Once he had finished spanking me, he sent me to the corner without my clothes. I stead of just standing there, I had to reach behind and spread myself open so he could see the most private parts of my body.

The entire evening was very humiliating, but I am certain that was the point.  He takes the best care of me and always knows how to make me feel submissive and loved. Hope I didn’t gross anyone out with this one!

Spanking V & VI

I’m not sure if I mentioned this or not, but my husband just recently got a new job and he has been extremely busy. He was working about 48 hours a week at night, now he is working about 60-70 hours, 6 days a week, and he is now working days. I think I am actually having a harder time adjusting to this than he is. I pretty much only see him at bedtime and on Sundays. I miss him terribly 😦

Needless to say, he hasn’t had a lot of time to spank me lately, not that I have deserved it either O;). The last couple of days my husband has had off because the man that has been training him took a few days for vacation.

Since he had some time off, my husband decided I was well overdue for a spanking and so far this weekend he has spanked me not once, but twice.

The first time, he ordered me upstairs into our bedroom while he grabbed my hairbrush. I tried talking my way out of it, but it wasn’t happening. He had me get on all fours on our bed and he pulled down my shorts and panties. He gave me a warm up with his hand, which wasn’t much of a warm up because he doesn’t know his own strength. Once my bottom was nice and warm he switched to the hairbrush and went to town. He had to pin me down on the bed to get me to stop squirming, I just can’t sit still while my bottom is being spanked.  He usually alternates back and forth between sides, but every now and then he will hit the same spot two or three times in rapid succession and that really gets me squirming and whining.

He switched back and forth between his hand and the hairbrush a few times and then he was finally finished. . .well, for that day anyway.  It’s not too often that I get spanked severely two days in a row because I am usually well behaved for at least a couple days after I am punished. This was one of those occasions where I got spanked in two consecutive days. The second time always hurts so much more and my husband even made a comment that my bottom was still red from the first spanking.

The second spanking was quite a bit worse than the first and it wasn’t because I had just been spanked the day before. Once again he started with his hand and then the hairbrush. He spanked me quite hard with both and alternated a couple times until my bottom was glowing red and was hot to the touch. Then he had me stand in the corner so I figured he was finished, but he wasn’t. He had me get back on the bed on all fours and spanked me a bit more with his hand and then he grabbed one of the plastic hangers from my closet. If you have ever been spanked with a plastic hanger you know how much it stings and it left welts all over my bottom. Once he thought I had had enough of the hanger, he had one more surprise for me. He decided it was time I had a suppository for punishment. We had talked about it many times before, but have not yet tried it. He knows how nervous and embarrassed it makes me feel just from the suggestion of a suppository so I was already blushing and uncomfortable.

He had me lay face down on the bed while he got the suppository and lube. I turned my head to look back at him and with a smirk he asked if I was ready. All I could do was bury my face in a pillow and try to hide my embarrassment. He had me reach behind and spread my bottom open so he had access. He first applied lube to make it easier for him to push his finger inside. He used the warming sensation lube so it felt. . .funny. Then he slowly inserted the suppository. I think he wanted me to feel it going all the way in. Then my punishment was finally over.

My husband laid beside me and asked if I thought that would help me to remember to behave. I nodded and blushed. Then my husband held me tight and told me he loves me.

My First Time: Suppository

It’s kind of embarrassing for me to write about this, but I figured it was relevant because I had posted about my first enema and I also like the idea of suppositories as punishment. I haven’t told my husband that I think they would make a good punishment, I figured we would work our way up to that. After I had my daughter via C-section I had to take iron pills (due to blood loss) and pain killers. Needless to say, I was quite, ahem, backed up. I had been taking stool softeners to move things along, but after a week I started to get desperate and my doctor suggested suppositories. I’m not sure why, but the idea of my husband giving me a suppository for what its actual purpose is was embarrassing to me, but it excited me at the same time. Of course, my husband didn’t even know what they were or how they were given so I had to explain it all, but he was on board. So we went to the store and picked up a small jar of glycerine suppositories. That night he kept reminding me that I had to have one, I think he was much more excited about it than I was. I still had a lot of healing to do so he couldn’t put me over his lap. Instead he had me get on all fours on our bed. He then pulled down my shorts and panties, put a little vaseline on my bottom, and inserted the suppository. He fingered my bottom for a bit, saying he couldn’t wait until we could have sex again because it had been so long. I won’t go into detail, but the suppository did work 🙂 My husband has given me suppositories a few times since then and he says that it really turns him on to give them to me. So perhaps I will suggest using them as a punishment in the near future, I don’t think he will object.