“Eleanor was very good to me, as you probably know,” Denise told her. “She invited SFC Linda and I to reside at her apartment where Meredith and Jackson are now living. I’d do a lot for her if she feels it’s needed.”
“I think that’s good,” Kate replied. “I think we should start with you spanking him, a good, hard spanking, then figging him and caning him. I’d like to have Meredith administer some part of his discipline. I’ll leave that to you to decide when to involve her.”
“I suggest that I spank and fig him,” Denise responded, “and then put nettles in his underpants and leave him to enjoy them for a while. We can tie him down and leave him alone.”
“I like that,” Kate smiled. “Only, put him in our training panties so the nettles will work best, and he will be shamed as well.”
“Very well, Ma’am,” Denise said.
“OK,” Kate declared, “let’s go down there now. I see from Grace’s signal on my phone that they have been taken to Treatment.”
When they arrived, Meredith was seated in the armchair and Jackson was standing in his undershorts.
SFC Denise looked at him and said, “Take those underpants off right now!”
Jackson complied. Then he was ordered to get across SFC Denise’s uniform skirted lap. `He obeyed her order.
Then Denise put on a spanking glove and began firing spanks at his bare bottom. She did not start lightly or slowly but applied hard spanks that quickly began reddening his bottom, watching as it turned rosy and then red. Jackson started groaning and then screaming as Denise applied spanks to the same spot on his bottom and then on his more sensitive thighs.
Once she decided that the spanking had gotten through to him, Denise sharply ordered him to stand in front of her. Jackson managed to get himself up from her lap. Standing in front of the seated Denise in her work uniform, his penis was flaccid and even appeared to have shrunk and retreated into his loins.
Denise stared at his shrunken cock and her smile was one of pleasure that the spanking seemed to have ended any excitement he may have felt at seeing her. She told him to turn around and spread his legs.
Jackson wondered what he was in for now. He found out as he felt Denise’s fingers smoothly insert a ginger stick into his anus. She had thoughtfully rubbed a tiny bit of lube around his anus and in as far as his anal ring. Jackson knew he had been figged and soon he would feel the ginger sting him inside his bottom.
SFC Denise now motioned to Jackson and told him to sit down on the low chair positioned a few feet away from both Meredith and her.
SFC Jennifer, an attractive brunette, now entered the Treatment Room.
“The First Sergeant asked me to join you to provide some assistance,” Jennifer told Denise. “I’m at your service.”
“Thank you, Sergeant,” Denise said with a wide smile. “I’d appreciate it you’d prepare the subject for his next treatment–have him bend over the table and cuff his arms and legs to the attached equipment.”
The table was the caning table. Jackson had likely never experienced one, so he was in for a wicked introduction to the equipment. Jennifer led him to bend over one end of the table and told him to grasp the far side. Then she attached the cuffs built into the table to his ankles and found the cuffs on the other side to bind his hands at the wrists.
Jackson wasn’t concerned with how ridiculous he looked being in the nude with a ginger stick poking out of his bottom-hole. He figured now that the worst was coming: a nasty caning.
He was correct as Denise had picked up a thin cane she preferred to use. She liked its springiness and its sting. Denise motioned to Meredith to stand next to her behind her husband. Then Denise laid the cane on Jackson’s bottom, drew it back, and then applied a strong stroke to the middle of his bottom.
Jackson screamed as he felt first the blow and then the lingering sting, which was worse, if possible. Denise fired two more strokes above and below the first on his red bottom. He roared in pain but could not move because he was held by the two sets of cuffs.
Then Denise handed the cane to Meredith. She whispered to her that she might cane with a crisscross diagonal stroke or two, or else aim quite low and hit in the crease between bottom and thigh. Meredith was capable enough that she delivered two stingers across the other strokes, diagonally.
Jackson screamed at each of the hurtful “gating” strokes. They did create a gate pattern on his bottom.
Denise called Jennifer over and asked her to deliver the excruciating stroke that would hit between bottom and thigh. Jennifer duly tapped his bottom near where she would aim and then fired a stinger at that very sensitive area. Jackson reacted with a loud scream and tried to free himself without success. He began to whimper and then cry out.
“You’ve been a naughty boy, Jackson,” Denise addressed him. “I’m especially put out because I had hoped you would have learned from when we first met. If Meredith doesn’t feel you have learned how to treat her properly, you’ll be back here and possibly sent back to a camp. Even if she decides she wants you gone, you’ll not have seen the last of this place. Don’t forget that.”
At Deise’s signal, Jennifer released from the cuffs. This time Jackson had to struggle to stand. He was clearly in great pain and Meredith was beginning to feel sorry for him.
Jennifer handed him the pink panties he now recalled from when Denise was his barracks sergeant at the camp. These were tighter, more like control panties. He duly put them on, and Jennifer came behind him and pulled the back waistband of the panties out. She then inserted some nettles in his panties, pushing them down into the crotch. Then she removed the fig from his anus and pulled up the panties so she could see that the nettles were in the crotch, touching most of his penis, and his scrotum and anus.
Denise ordered him to sit back down in the low seat. She warned him not to move until he was told or to speak unless addressed.
Jennifer then asked him a number of questions about his relationship with Meredith.
“Did you love her when you married her, and do you love her now?” she asked.
Jackson nodded in the affirmative. “Verbal response, please,” Jennifer snapped.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Jackson answered.
“If she decides to keep you, will you submit to her in every way she may ask?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Jackson said.
“She may decide to punish you severely if you disappoint her again and continue to behave badly. Do you understand and accept that?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Did she satisfy you sexually and do you think you satisfied her?’
Yes, I was definitely more than satisfied in our marital relations and I believe I satisfied her.”
“How often did you have sex?”
He blinked and responded, “About three times a week.”
“Did she orgasm every time?”
“I think she did almost every time.”
Now, Jennifer turned to Meredith.
“Did he satisfy you, or did he every time you engaged sexually?”
“Yes, except for the one or two times when he was inebriated and behaved badly.”
“What did he do then?”
“He took my marital cane and used it on my bare bottom. Also, when he was drunk, he told me I had a dirty whore’s cunt.”
“Were those his exact words?”
“Yes,” and she started to cry.
“Did you mean that when you spoke those words?” Jennifer asked Jackson.
“No,” Jackson replied slowly, “I said them because I was inebriated and I was angry at her, so I knew that would get t her because of her past.”
“Do you think you can forgive him?” she asked Meredith.
“Yes,” Meredith answered slowly, “because he gets mean when he’s drunk.”
“Would you ever say that were you not drunk?” Jennifer asked him.
“No, I wouldn’t, because I love Meredith, and I want to stay married to her,” Jackson responded.
“Do you feel this treatment he has been receiving is appropriate?” she asked Meredith.
“I don’t like to impose pain on anyone, but in view of the situation, I believe it is correct,” Meredith said.
“Would you be willing to chastise him physically if he misbehaves in future?
Yes,” Meredith said. “I hope he has learned and that this will not happen again, but I hope he will accept that if he misbehaves, he needs to come to me, apologize to me, and ask me for his punishment.”
“Jackson, will you accept whatever Meredith decides you are due regarding punishment without questioning or resisting her?”
“Yes,” he said, “although I hope she will give me another chance now.”
“We’re giving you another chance, although I personally don’t think you deserve it,” Denise snapped. “But this is up to Meredith, not us. Let me tell you something, though. Do you recall what the most serious punishment at the camp was?”
“Yes,” Jackson answered cautiously. “I think that was the toilet box.”
“Yes, it was and is,” Denise replied. “Did you ever get sent to it?”
“No,” Jackson said.
“I think the Colonel thought that you deserved some time in the one we have here.”
“I hope that isn’t part of the program,” Jackson answered very slowly.
“It isn’t, although I might have included it,” Denise said. “Do you think he deserves to go into the box?” she asked Meredith. “Do you know what’s involved? If he goes there, he will be strapped in a box and members of the cadre here will sit on seats above him and use him as a toilet.”
Jackson looked at Meredith with both fear and love in his eyes.
After hesitating, Meredith said, “No, I do not think he deserves that now.”
Denise looked at Meredith and responded, “I hope he realizes how close he has come to that punishment and how much he owes you for not sanctioning its use. We hope you will consider using it in your tub at home if he merits this treatment. We will give you equipment so you may impose it.”
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