It was Friday night, and as my Mom and I were eating dinner, she said "As you know, I'll be away this weekend on business, so you'll be on your own. Oh, and by the way, your Aunt Margaret called. She would like you to help her with a few errands tomorrow morning and asked if you could be at her house at 9:00." I swallowed hard. OMG! I knew exactly what this is all about. I had an immediate flashback to seeing all those Enema bags in her closet and to the moment Margaret caught me. ”Here we go!” I thought. This is where it starts!! A thousand thousand thoughts were whirling through my head … the most significant one “Are you sure you ‘re ready for this?” After minimal thought, I managed a definite “OK." I was SO ready for this! I felt my pulse racing. Of course I said "Yes". I certainly did NOT want my mother to know what was going on, that Margaret had caught me in her Enema closet. I had trouble sleeping that night, for all I could think about was what was going to happen at my Aunt Margaret’s house the next day. Deep down I knew, and of course I was very excited about it! I finally fell asleep fantasizing about it.

I made sure I was up early, showered, squeaky clean and ready for whatever Margaret had in mind. My Mom had already left for the airport, and as I made the ten-minute walk to Margaret's house, I couldn't help but fantasize about what awaited me. She greeted me at the front door and planted a kiss on my cheek. "I so appreciate you helping me this morning, darlin'. I have some errands to run, and I need your help carrying the packages," she said. Off we went in her car. "Where are we going?" I asked. "To my favorite drugstore," she replied. "Going to pick up a few things for what I'll be needing today." "Like what?" I asked, incredibly curious. "You'll find out soon enough," she said with a smile.

She pulled up to a Rexall drugstore way on the other side of town, tucked back in an industrial area, out of the mainstream of traffic… almost as if it were a secret location. It was an old building and looked like it had been here for many years. I was very curious as to why we had come to this particular drugstore. I was about to find out why! The moment I entered the store, my eyes about popped out!!! OMG!! Prominently displayed under the front counter behind the glass were over two dozen ENEMA bags (all of them in various shades of red!!), with hoses and metal clamps attached and nozzles neatly on display as well. "Oh, my God!" I blurted out, as my pulse began to rise. Margaret gave me a look and said "Hush". She knew seeing all this for the first time would drive me wild! On the wall behind the counter were ANOTHER dozen or more Enema bags, all different sizes, hanging up on display! There were numerous bulb syringes on display on the shelves as well as anal dilators, butt plugs, and rectal thermometers, Bardex nozzles, Higginson pumps !! You name it, they had it.... anything and everything to do with ENEMAS!!!!! I had no idea such drugstores even existed, but if anyone would know about it, Margaret would. In here she was like a kid in a candy store. She ordered me not to stare (she knew!). "I'm going to be here a while so why don't you have a seat in the back," she said. From where I was sitting, I had a clear view of Margaret at the counter and could hear every word, her entire conversation… a conversation that was about to rock my world!!

She stood at the counter with Hank who greeted her…”Margaret, nice to see you again. What are you looking for today?” “I’m having a rather lengthy Enema session this afternoon, and I need a few things.” She focused her attention on all the Enema bags before her. “Wow, you certainly have some nice things on display today! Anything new, Hank?" Hank was only too happy to assist her. She was a regular customer and he knew she would always buy something to add to her already amazing collection. Hank unlocked a lower cabinet and procured a box. "Wait til you see this!" he said excitedly as he placed a box up on the counter and removed a beautiful, bright red Enema bag. He held it up nice and high so that everyone in the store could get a good look at it…. including me!! "Picked it up at an auction, and it was not cheap! Had to out bid a lot of people to get it, but well worth it. Look at this! Made in Germany, 1951, never been used! Mint condition!” Margaret ‘s eyes lit up. “Designed by a woman named Ana Schmitt. Her signature is even on the back of the box! I did some research and found out that she was this legendary Enema Mistress in Berlin in the 40’s and early 50's.... apparently had QUITE the reputation for being a SERIOUS Enema Nurse... highly skilled, and from what I understand, rather strict as well. She was apparently fond of administering Punishment Enemas using High Volume Enema bags.... 4 and even 5-Quarts. Seems she had quite a following !” “I can only imagine. Would have loved to have known HER!” Margaret said. “I’m sure she'd have a few stories to tell!” Hank chuckled then continued... "Still has that distinctive rubber smell. Holds a full 2 1/2 Quarts, (to which Margaret replied "Oh, MY!!!") ...very sturdy rubber, has a beautiful on-line Higginson pump and a really great shut-off clamp. Listen to this.” Hank set the clamp which went “Click”… then released it…. SNAP!" It was loud! Really loud! "Oh, my!" Margaret replied, "I like the sound of that! That will certainly get his attention! And, of course, you know how I LOVE Red ENEMA BAGS, Hank! The hose is nice and wide! Oh, yes, that will deliver quite a steady flow. Love that! This is sensational, Hank! A true collector's item!!" "I knew you would love it. Been saving it just for you," he said. "It's beautiful!" Margaret exclaimed. "Look at these nozzles! They are fabulous!" she said as she held one up. I got a good look at it. I swallowed hard....it was BIG!! “I love these old-fashioned nozzles with the large bulbous heads and wide spray pattern! They were made for one reason and one reason only.... ultimate Anal pleasure!! They really deliver the goods! Ana Schmitt obviously knew ALL about it ! She apparently had that in mind when she designed these. Naughty ‘ol girl! Oh, yes!! These are the kind of nozzles we Enema Nurses LOVE to weald!! They open up a recipient's asshole.....nice and wide which makes for a VERY effective ENEMA!! AND....you can really maneuver them DEEP into the rectum! What's this one, about an inch and a half thick perhaps! This is a good sized nozzle! Can’t wait to use THIS! And… they are long and curved.... for MAXIMUM penetration!!! Just how I like it! This is sensational! AND.............I have someone very special in mind for its maiden voyage this afternoon!" she added. OMG!!!!!!!!

Is she talking about ME?!! Who else would it be?

This whole experience so far was blowing my mind! The store itself was beautiful… looked to have been built in the 20’s or 30’s. High ceilings. Ceiling fans. Somewhat dark and mysterious. The counters and shelves were made of dark walnut. Their mainstay of course was Enema equipment and anything related (rectal thermometers, bulb syringes, anal dilators, Higginson pumps. specialty nozzles, etc.). I’m guessing it’s what kept them in business all these years. It was a store frequented primarily by women in their 40’s 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, most of them there for one reason… Enema supplies! There were in fact several women in the store milling about on this particular Saturday morning, a few at the counter with salesmen assisting their purchase of Enemas, rectal thermometers and what not. I was the only male in the store, ( other than the salesmen) and I must say I enjoyed the delicious female energy that permeated the place. And wouldn't you know it....they were all there for the same reason as Margaret... ENEMAS!! They of course were all interested in what Margaret and Hank were discussing and delighted in seeing all the Enema equipment being displayed up on the counter.

I fantasized about each of them having me alone in their house …. taking my temperature and giving me Enemas!

Margaret continued with Hank who was very well versed in all types of Enema equipment…. able to explain adapters and connectors for each type of hose or nozzle. “I want to buy another 3-Quart Enema bag,” Margaret told him. “One with a closed top.” Hank laid out several for her to choose from. “Oh, this one is nice. Love the shape. Love the color. I’ll take this one,” she said. “Let’s look at some 4-Quart bags. I’m looking for a closed top.” “You like those closed tops, do you?” Hank commented. "It’s a visual thing," Margaret replied. "A closed-top Enema bag when filled to its maximum capacity has that "bulging" effect. The look of that is striking! And intimidating. Really gets their attention! Let's them know EXACTLY what's headed their way!!!”

Margaret was not shy, especially in a drugstore like this where she was the "Enema Queen". Everything was very upfront and casual, as if discussing Enema equipment and procedures was everyday, out in the open conversation (which it most certainly was NOT!) Let's face it… Enemas were understandably "secretive" which is what gave them that "Mystique"! Margaret and Hank's discussion encompassed everything from 2-Quart Enemas bags, 3-Quart Enema bags, 4-Quart Enema bags, hoses and hose lengths, Higginson pumps, Bulb syringes, anal dilators, butt plugs, rectal thermometers, nozzles, connectors, types of lubricant, when and when not to use Vaseline.... you name it. It was very graphic! The word "ENEMA" got tossed out a lot! I was so aroused I could hardly sit still !! It was all so exciting and SO Erotic!!!

My penis was fully erect and leaking pre cum by this point. I poked my head from around one of the shelves to see a huge assortment of ENEMA equipment (Enema bags, bulb syringes, anal dilators, rectal thermometers, butt plugs, Enema nozzles, Vaseline) laid out on the counter. "Holy, GOD!... LOOK at all that!!!!!!!! FUCK!!" Was she purchasing all of this Enema equipment just for ME!!! The thought of it made my knees weak and the erection in my pants grow even larger.... as if that were even possible!

At one point Hank went to get a set of anal dilators from the back. A woman at the counter who had been eavesdropping on their conversation and was clearly envious of Margaret’s acquisition of that Vintage Enema bag, spoke up. "So... who's the lucky boy?" the woman asked. “Excuse me?” Margaret replied. "You know..... the one you plan on using that sensational Vintage ENEMA bag on…and those incredible nozzles?!!” Margaret had a twinkle in her eye and was only too happy to reply, "Well, you certainly guessed right when you said "lucky boy", she replied. Margaret lowered her voice. “He’s sitting in the back of the store....my nephew. He has the cutest little butt, and I assure you, it’s going to be VERY busy this afternoon.... if you know what I mean!!!" The woman's eyes lit up. Margaret then added "He's going to get a "thorough" cleansing, which he definitely needs, and I think you know the kind I’m talking about!!” “Oh, MY!!” the woman blurted out (big smile on her face). “Yes, I do! I know EXACTLY the kind you're talking about! Yes, I do!!!" Her face lit up. She was turned on. Whoa!! Margaret made a motion with her head, indicating where I was sitting in the back. The woman looked over at me. She was about the same age as Margaret, mid 50’s, VERY attractive, well dressed and had beautiful breasts. “Oh, is he cute! Would I love to be a fly on the wall for THAT!” she whispered. “Wouldn’t you now!” Margaret replied….(big smile on her face). “I’m guessing you’re the type who would just LOVE to watch as I spank his little tushie and take his temperature... across my lap … in that tight, little hole of his! With the proper rectal thermometer of course!” “Oh, stop!” the woman whispered. “You’re getting me all excited! How many ENEMAS are you planning on giving him?” she asked. “We'll be going at it all afternoon, so.... at least four, maybe, five.... whatever it takes for him to be thoroughly cleaned out. I think you know the drill,” Margaret answered. “But it will definitely be a LOT! Like I said, his cute little butt.… (whispering) and his pretty little asshole are going to be VERY busy this afternoon!" Margaret replied. "Oh…..MY!!!” the woman exclaimed. “Does he know what he’s in for?” “Not yet, but he's about to find out!” Margaret said. “I doubt he’ll put up a fuss." (Margaret lowered her voice).... "I caught him in my closet last week looking at all of my Enema equipment, and he had a HUGE erection!” “NO!!!!” the woman exclaimed. "He likes getting ENEMAS!!!” she said with sheer excitement in her voice. “Oh, YES! Yes, he does indeed!!!” Margaret replied. "You should have seen the erection nearly popping out the top of his jeans! He's obviously wired for this from past childhood experiences." “Oh, my! You're so lucky!” the woman replied. "It's so much more exciting, not to mention EROTIC, when you have someone who actually likes getting them, enjoying it as much as you! Maybe more! And to have someone like your nephew with his cute little butt! How lucky! He's probably going to enjoy it." "Oh he's definitely going to enjoy it..............as will I, that's for sure!" Margaret replied emphatically. "We're going to have QUITE an afternoon together!" They both smiled at each other..

I almost fainted!!! I was immediately overcome with a RUSH of emotion and extremely heightened SEXUAL arousal like I had never known before!!!!!!

My mind was racing with all kinds of nasty thoughts envisioning myself naked up on Margaret's administering table. I could feel my asshole twitching with anticipation!!!! It all hit me in a such RUSH! In just a short time, we would be going back to Aunt Margaret’s house, up the stairs, into her bedroom.......... and I would be getting an ENEMA!! Not just one, but SEVERAL! The first one, of course..... the 1951 Vintage ENEMA on full display on the counter! The one Margaret and this woman were admiring!! (I'm sure the other women at the counter were as well!) I struggled to breathe! I could not believe this was all really happening! My head was awhirl trying to digest all this. The very thing I had been dreaming about for years was about to come true!!! I wanted to pinch myself. I immediately recalled the time I secretly overheard Aunt Margaret talking on the phone about ENEMA "SESSIONS".... how long they took, how essential they were for a good "clean out", AND.... how much she enjoyed them! This was going to be a thrill for both of us!" My penis was rock hard, leaking pre cum profusely. I could hardly wait!!!!!!!!

My heart was now racing with sheer excitement! This is what my Aunt Margaret had in mind all along....ever since she caught me in her Enema supply closet! She'd been planning this all week.! It’s why we were at this Rexall....with it's extensive supply of Enema equipment. She knew it would send my excitement through the roof. Boy, was she right!! I breathed out heavily to calm myself as I struggled to contain my emotions. Margaret's face was beaming. She was loving the fact that this woman whom she had just met was super envious of her good fortune.... having unrestricted access to a pretty boy and his tight little butt.... taking his temperature and give him ENEMAS! The woman obviously enjoyed giving Enemas as well, and I could tell from the expression on her face she would love nothing more than to have me as her little "Enema boy”….her willing submissive... to have my pretty little ass at her disposal for her pleasure! She even handed Margaret her card.... "I'm a professional nurse, and I am VERY skilled at giving ENEMAS! Call me if you ever need any assistance," she said. Margaret looked at her card and said "Why, thank you. I may take you up on that." "Please do!" the woman replied in earnest.

After Hank had rung everything up, Margaret summoned me to the front of the store. I stood there and watched anxiously as Hank took his sweet time putting everything into two large shopping bags, calling out each item as he did so. Talk about adding to the tension!! This was killing me!! Hank announced each item one by one.... “A classic Vintage 1951 Enema bag with on-line Higginson pump and accessories.... a 3-Quart “closed-top” Enema bag... a 4-Quart high Volume Enema bag with closed top.... two Bulb Syringes with extra thick, extra long nozzles.... one over-sized Rectal Thermometer, full on 8 inches in length.... a set of Anal Dilators maxing out at 2 inches thick.... two specially crafted Enema Nozzles with extra large bulb heads and wide spray patterns (WHOA!)... one on-line Higginson pump... one double Bardex nozzle.... a box of black latex gloves.... one large jar of Vaseline.... three bars of Ivory soap....a container of Castille soap. And last but not least..... several tubes of anal lubricant!” OMG!!!! What a presentation! I know the two of them loved it! And wouldn't you know I had to stand there right in front of them, trying my best not to let on how excited I was. They of course knew. They were looking right at me the entire time.... the cute boy with the cute butt who would very soon be smack dab in the middle of a serious erotic ENEMA SESSION.....about to have the time of his life!!! I swallowed hard. It was going to be SOME afternoon, and it was all I could do to hide the excitement boiling up inside me, not to mention the huge erection in my pants! I must say I enjoyed all the attention. I could feel the woman's gaze as she eyed me up and down, and I'm sure she took note of the huge bulge in my pants. I could sense her desire! It was intoxicating. Then Hank asked “Anything else, Margaret?” “I believe we have everything we need” she replied. “I distinctly heard the woman say under her breath....“I’LL SAY!!” I looked around the store and noticed several other women looking at me who obviously knew what was going on...that Margaret and I were headedfor the "Enema Zone" and the world of Erotic Enemas... that I would soon be having my temperature taken and would be getting ENEMAS! They obviously enjoyed giving Enemas and I sensed their excitement . Apparently having a young recipient like me was a bit of a turn on for them.

Margaret handed me the shopping bags, and as we were leaving the store, the woman said "Have FUN!" (with a wink)! To which Margaret replied "Oh, we will. Trust me!"....and then winked back at her. Just like that we were off to her house. Errands completed. It was 11:00 o'clock on a very warm Saturday morning. And destiny awaited!!!!

The ride home was awkward, and we barely talked. She knew my seeing all those ENEMA supplies displayed front and center at the drugstore would drive me wild, not to mention making me stand there while Hank called out each item as he was placing them into shopping bags. She enjoyed that! “So sorry that took so long. Did you enjoy that drugstore?" she asked. I couldn't speak, but she knew and said "I had a feeling you might!" Did she know I could also hear her entire conversation while I was seated in the back? Of course she did! The inevitable was approaching, and we both knew it. At one point she reached over and felt my forehead and said "You feel rather warm. I think I'd like to take your temperature when we get home." OMG .... this day was turning out just as I had dreamed of. I was about to be swept up in Margaret’s well-orchestrated little plan… where ENEMAS were the Queen’s ransom and she would take full reign!! I was about to find out what a Saturday "ENEMA SESSION" was ALL about!!!

We pulled into her driveway, parked in the back by the garage, then entered in the back of the house through the kitchen. Margaret quickly locked and put the chain on the door. She had me put the packages on the counter and to have a seat at the kitchen table. Then she began closing blinds and curtains starting with the kitchen then the living room. She came back into the kitchen then reached into one of the shopping bags, grabbed the jar of Vaseline and leaned back against the counter. Her mood suddenly became somewhat serious, and I could sense the tension in the room. "You know what this is for, don't you?" she asked. "It's for lubricating rectal thermometers. That's right. I'm going to be taking your temperature in just a little bit. But let's talk about something else.... something more important... and why you're here. I asked your mother last Saturday, after I caught you snooping in my closet, how long it had been since you had an ENEMA. I was rather shocked.... and concerned. Not since you were twelve. That was a long time ago. Too long, in fact. I'm what is known as an "Old School" Nurse, and I am a staunch believer in the classic ways of doing things especially when it comes to ENEMAS. I believe they are essential for good health and should be administered on a regular basis, and for that reason, I've decided it's high time you started getting them again. That is why I asked you to come over today. I was delirious. Margaret went into the living room and returned. She held up the book of Barb O'Toole's drawings. "I also know that you like getting Enemas, don't you? Un huh! Yes, you do." I couldn't breathe. She pressed me. "Hmmm? Don't try to hide it. You got a good look at this book and it set you off. That's why you just had to see inside my closet. You have been fantasizing about ENEMAS for some time now, haven't you? I know all about this sort of thing. You were given Enemas at an early age, and at some point you began to enjoy them. They started becoming fun for you, huh? Right about the time you reached puberty." She looked right at me as she awaited an answer. "Yes," I replied as a tiny smile appeared on my face. It was such a relief to finally be able to tell someone the secret desires I'd been hiding for so many years. I was grateful that I had someone safe like Aunt Margaret to open up to and be myself. "I'll bet you fantasized a LOT this week, huh?

Especially after seeing all those beautiful ENEMA bags in my supply closet!" she said. "You have no idea!" I replied. She smiled and said "Well then, you should be excited, because you will be seeing them a lot! We are going upstairs, right now, and you know exactly what for! That's right. You, young man are going to get a THOROUGH cleansing!" "OH, GOD!" I blurted out. "This is something that should be done by a trained nurse … someone highly skilled at administering ENEMAS. Someone who enjoys it as well…. like I certainly do! And it should be done on a regular basis. In our case, every Saturday, starting around 10 o'clock in the morning. This will be our special playtime, our little secret! No one needs to know what you and I are up to in this house, that you're here getting ENEMAS. That's why I closed all the blinds and curtains. We certainly don't want the neighbors to know or to be suspicious. We can just say you are helping me with errands or whatever. It's going to be a LOT of fun, especially for you since you like getting ENEMAS, you naughty boy! You will need to visit me often, understand? You will be coming here for one reason and one reason only. I will be taking your temperature, and I will be giving you ENEMAS. In any case, you are going to be a VERY busy boy and will be getting a LOT of ENEMAS this summer!!"

OMG!!! This was the most PERFECT arrangement!!! I was in heaven! Suddenly time stood still. I breathed out heavily. Margaret glanced at the erection in my pants and said "Looks like someone is excited already !! Come! Come with me." She took my hand and led me to the staircase. At that moment, as I ascended the stairs, the reality of what was happening hit me in a RUSH. My pulse and my mind were racing with sheer excitement! HERE WE GO! She had me carry the two shopping bags full of Enema goodies upstairs, and of course, insisted I go in front of her. "There's that cute little ass I love so much... the one I'm going to be seeing a LOT of!" she gleamed. "Your Aunt Margaret is VERY excited!" We entered her bedroom and then she closed and locked the door behind us. "CLICK" The FUN was about to begin! It was ENEMA TIME!!!!!

(to be continued....!!)