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Subject: Re: enemas for punishment

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Marcey

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Date Posted: 09:43:39 02/14/25 Fri
In reply to: Julie 's message, "enemas for punishment" on 13:28:22 12/11/24 Wed

I received an enema as additional punishment on a number of occasions. Spankings were given naked in the family room and were watched by whomever was present (brothers and sister most often). But if rather being made to stand against the wall you were taken by the arm and led to the upstairs bathroom everyone knew what was going to happen next.

I would stand there with a blazing butt watching my mother fill a large pitcher of hot water and then put a bar of Ivory soap in it while she assembled the tube and bulb nozzle on the bag. Then she would pour the milky white solution in the bag and hang it from the shower curtain rod. As a side note it was important not to complain unless you wanted the gooey bar of soap pushed in my mouth.

My mother would sit on the toilet seat and put me over her lap and push the soapy bulb nozzle in my butt. It burned and I would always begin crying again at this point.

The door of the bathroom was always open and while others were not really supposed to watch there was always a lot of traffic in hallway during these punishments.

I would hear a click and feel the water rush in me. My unavoidable squirming resulted in additional hairbrush smacks to my already sore butt. My begging to mother to stop the flow quickly became begging to mommy to stop the flow as the distress and cramping rapidly grew.

Finally the bag was empty and I had to stand for five minutes hands on head and tube still in butt. I do desperately needed to sit on the toilet but feared how much it would hurt on my spanked bottom.

Finally my mother would pull the nozzle out and would painfully sit and expel. When I had finally released it all I cleaned myself up and ran to my room without any care of who saw what.

The cramps from the enema and my sore spanked bottom taught me a lesson that I would remember for a long time.

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