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Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Dorothy [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:53:08 09/09/09 Wed In reply to: Dolores 's message, "Re: "But I don't need an enema"" on 10:38:35 09/02/09 Wed I once confided in a friend, in the days when everyone knew everyone else got an enema too, that mom was going to give me one when I got home from school ... and I just hated enemas. She told me to relax and to at least attempt to enjoy what was inevitable amd, to even suggest while expelling that "I think I might need another one." My friend said the first time she said this to her mom, she thought her mom was going to faint ... but she did get a second enema and her mom, probably wondering if this was some ploy by the youngers, suggested a third to which my friend said "sure, if you think so." So I tried to relax when mom said it was time for a enema. But this time, instead of just stepping out of my slacks and panties, I told mom to wait until I got undressed in my bedroom, then walked into the bathroom naked. She tried not to show she was somewhat shocked, but I could read it on her face. I always took my enemas over her lap. It was a different feeling being uninhibited by a blouse and bra. Being somewhat relaxed, the enema felt completely different than from the times I always fought her administering it. AS I was expelling, and she was rinsing the bag, I suggested possibly as second enema, just to be sure I was "cleaned out". Now she was taken back, but she filled the bag and I suggested maybe I was big enough to take an enema standing up. She hung the bag from the shower curtain rod, I bent over, putting my hands on the edge of the bathtub. I felt so relaxed I actually enjoyed it, just like my friend said. I didn't ask for a third enema, but as mom was cleaning up the equipment, she asked if I might need another one. I asked why? She said because when she takes an enema, the first one is usually soapy (mine was clear water), then she said she took at least two rinse enemas. "I think next time we'll try that," she said. I actually couldn't wait for the next enema session, told my friend her suggestion worked, and have enjoyed enemas ever since. I'm married now, my husband enjoys enemas as much as I do, and my daughters somehow learned to enjoy them, especially after we had a long talk and I told them about my friend, her suggestion and how my mom helped me to enjoy the sessions. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Rebecca [Edit] Date Posted: 17:35:43 09/10/09 Thu Dorothy, I confided in my friend Linda that I was going to be given an enema after school. Back then enemas were common and we talked about what happened when we were home sick. The enema bag was kept behind the bathroom door or in the shower in both our homes. Anyway when we got off the bus (we were in 7th grade) she asked if she could stop over on the way home and I said yes thinking that may be I would not have the enema! As we walked into the house mom was there and was a little surprised to see Linda too. Linda said she wanted to go to the bathroom and sat and talked with my mom would reminded me that I was going to be given an enema. I said I really did not need one but that did not work and she said we would do it after Linda left. Linda and went to my room and closed the door. Linda told me the enema bag was hanging on the towel rack but that it was empty so may be I was not going to get one. I told her what my mom just said and Linda said she would stay for a few a while anyway and we would pretend we were doing homework. It was about a half hour later that mom came into the room and told Linda she'd have to leave in a few minutes. When she said that mom gave me a knowing look. Linda collected her things and as we went downstairs my mom was in the bathroom already. Linda asked me to call her and tell her what happened. As soon as she left mom had me get my robe on and come to the bathroom. AS I was getting ready for my enema mom asked if Linda knew I was going to be given an enema and I told her yes and that she told me she saw the enema bag earlier. At the time I was very constipated and the enema was very big as I recall. But mom always gave a thorough enema and that particular day I had another one before bed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]