I have always been fixated with receiving and giving enemas. As with most people afflicted with an enema fetish mine started when I was very young. Mom was a firm believer in the virtues of a good enema. Mom didn't hesitate to give them to me which was fairly frequently. She always used a bulb syringe which graduated in size as I became older. The earliest enemas were given to me placed on my back. Aunt Rose would hold my legs in the air as mom syringed me. The enemas were rather large and were given very slowly so that the soap caused strong cramps. Latter the enemas were given over the lap and in my teen years on my left side with my legs drawn toward my chest.
Mom gave me 4 to 8 enemas a month and many were given in the presence of other people. I enjoy writing about my experiences and hope that others share as well.