My sister found a rectal thermometer my parents used on us when we were much younger and decided that's how she'd take my temperature that weekend. The first time she came into my room and told me to lay on my stomach, I assumed she was going to rub my shoulders or something. Instead, she yanked my pajama bottoms down to my knees. Before I could do anything, the pinned me to the bed by putting her hand on my back and told me to relax. I tried to fight her but she smacked me hard on the bottom and told me to lie still or I'd get a bare bottom spanking before we were done. I relaxed a bit and felt the cold thermometer and gooey Vaseline slide in between my butt cheeks. She then put her hand on my butt and held it there gently for about 5 minutes before pulling out the thermometer and removing her hand.
I reached for my pants but she stopped me. "I told you to lay still" she said as she smacked my bottom again. "I promised you a spanking if you didn't do as I said." She then sat down the bed and pulled me across her lap. The spanking wasn't particularly hard, but I was before she was through. I came on her lap. She gave me a particularly hard and fast couple of spanks, told me I was a naughty boy and we'd deal with that later. She let me up (I pulled up my pants pretty quickly), cleaned up the mess and left, but left the thermometer on the nightstand.
The next temperature taking session was over her knee (so that she could spank me if I deserved it) and she continued finding excuses to take my temperature or spank me whenever she could over the next few years. The spankings ended up being with a hairbrush as I got older and a few times she took my temperature with one of her girlfriends in the room (one of them took it once!).
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