These are some of the misconceptions that influenced my thoughts as I grew up: Enemas were basically for little girls. As far as I knew I was the only person in the world who got enemas. It was a surprise when I discovered the boy down the street had been given an enema. I was a bit disappointed because I was no longer unique.
Once when I was very young my mother caught me playing with a bulb syringe enema when I was taking a bath. I was scolded and told "this is NOT a toy!" From that day on enemas were naughty and I began to wonder if only naughty little girls got enemas.
MY mother kept her enema bag in a box that was discreetly hidden under some folded towels in the bathroom closet. The few enemas I did receive were very quiet private affairs. When I was very little I somehow mentioned the fact that I had had an enema. I was "hushed up" and I sensed my mother's embarrassment. From that day on enemas were secretive and private; proper little girls did not talk about or discuss their enema experiences.
I received 2 little bulb syringe enemas from my mother when I was very small. I did not know why I was receiving them but the enema I got when I was 9 seemed to be because I was "out of sorts". Enemas seemed to be given "just because".
There are more details and nuance that added to the developed of my enema thoughts but the result is: Enemas are for naughty little girls who are out of sorts. In my fantasies enemas are give for no particular reason and I am always worried that someone will see, hear or know that I am having an enema. Although enemas are not punishment they are for naughty little girls.
BTW I have a feeling Bobby knows I have been looking at and playing with HIS (well I guess it is his since he bought it) enema. I guess there will be a new blog page soon. LOL