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>>It is bad enough to have your guts controlled by >>getting an enema but to be controlled by others during >>the process moves things to a whole different level. >> >>>I know your exact emotions Carla. >There is nothing more overpowering than to lose that >intimate self control. > >The entire process of an enema punishment is >devastating mentally. >From the innitial statement of what is fourth coming >your whole body reacts knowing not only the intense >sensations the enema will instill, but even more a >total complete submission to the intended effects. > >It has to be truly lived to understand the fruitless >battle trying to save dignity. Struggling while the >punishers watch the humiliation of having to release >against your will. > >It is something I have never forgotten Carla, and nice >to know another has endured the same and understands. > >>> >>>>>Hi Carla >>>>> >>>>>Your detailed description brought back many >>memories. >>>>>I was never given a punishment enema, but as I saw >>it >>>>>even if given for health reasons it was punishment. >>>>> >>>>>The situation would begin by being told I was >>getting >>>>>an enema. Well, I quickly responded with physical >>>>>resistance and very negative verbal shouting. It >was >>>a >>>>>struggle as one adult pulled me into the bathroom >>>>>where I witnessed the other mixing a sink full of >>>>>soapy water. I will never forget the scent of that >>>>>green Palmolive soap as it was lathered in the >sink. >>>>> >>>>>My struggles became desperate watching the enema >bag >>>>>being filled with a water glass dipped into the >>>>>bubbles over and over. >>>>> >>>>>My memory was jogged from your description of >>>>>lubrication. Most recall they were lubed with >>>>>Vaselene. Like you Carla the nozzle was always >>>>>lubricated with that soft bar of soap. It was thick >>>>>and green along the full length. >>>>> >>>>>It took both of them to hold me bent over the tub. >>No >>>>>matter how I fought, or clenched my cheeks were >>>opened >>>>>and that soapy nozzle easily slid deep and began to >>>>>sting and burn even before the soapy water flowed. >>>>> >>>>>As one kept me bent over the tub the other squeezed >>>my >>>>>cheeks together and held the bag high. >>>>> >>>>>You can imagine my struggles by then. It was a >>>>>horrible experience. No matter how tightly I was >>held >>>>>as the enema ended I couldn't help but leak, >>>resulting >>>>>in an overwhelming humiliation by being taken to >the >>>>>toilet while leaving a wet trail and feeling a >total >>>>>loss of control. >>>>> >>>>>I can sympathize with you Carla.

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