As I laid across Pam's knee my buttocks were on fire. Pam was breathing very hard more like a pant. I was trying to rub my well spanked ass then her personality changed. She was concerned that she may have hurt me and I was going to tell my parents. I had to confessed to her that I fantasized about her spanking me like one of her sons then to my surprise she had always wanted to spank me. At that time, I was thin about 125 pounds and 5'10 with a round butt. She asked if I was spanked as a kid and I said yes........ but not with the same emotions as I had with her. She held me down not to forcibly but more to admire her handy work. I also admit, I was penis was rock hard against her ample lap. As I lay there I felt her rest her hand on my hot red buttocks almost caressing them which of course made me hotter and harder. She said she loved my bottom laying across her lap.

Then the conversation went towards the reaction I had when I used the bathroom and saw her red open top enema bag hanging on the door. She said she believes the key to a healthy body and soul is being clean from within and she used it on a regular basis herself. She asked me if I ever had an enema and I said yes I have had a few as a kid. Then she asked me if I liked them and is I wanted her to administer one to me. I must have really turned beat red and I confessed that I fantasied about her giving me one after a good spanking. I REALLY was attracted to her. There was something very sexy in the way she carried herself. And here I was at the young age of 18 with all these feelings. She was really prodding me as to what exactly I loved about enemas. I told her it was pretty much the whole scene. The idea of being in an embarrassing position, having a woman seeing a very private part of my body that I can't even see myself without the use of a mirror. Having her possess the power to invade my private part with me not having any say in it. It is also the anticipation of her preparing the bag, hearing the water running then as soon as it is shut off it was only a matter of time her coming into the room and inserting the nozzle in my bottom. Then also having complete control over me. I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. With that she released her grip on me and told me to go back into the corner and that I was going to get the ENEMA of my life. Now I was just as excited as I was scared. I got up and obediently went back in the corner. She said "WOW Your Ass Is SO RED" and she was going to put the fire out.

Pam got up and went into the bathroom. She took down the red enema bag rinsed it out and refilled it. I can hear all this going on behind me. She said that I was going to get an old fashioned Ivory soap enema and I was to hold it until she gave permission to release it. If I had any accidents there would be severe punishment. She said that she wanted me cleaned out so I can be able to take a large enema. She said that my enema would be administered in her bedroom as it was better set up for it. She took me firmly by the ear and escorted me into the bedroom. She bent me over the foot of her bed and told me to stay there. She came in from the bathroom carrying a red open top bag that I say she looked so HOT. she hung the bag from a hook she had in the wall. it was about 3 feet from the top of the bed and hung the hose and nozzle from it. She proceeded to land another I would say about 30 spanks with the lexan paddle that made me cry. Then without warning I felt something penetrate my bottom then the feeling of cool liquid enter my bowels. It was 2 Fleet disposable enemas. I held the enema for about 10 minutes before I was allowed to expel it.

Next The Big Enema .

After exiting the bathroom and cleaning up, I went back to the bedroom Upon entering my eyes were glued to the menacing red bulging enema bag hanging from the hook. I swear there were even more bubbles leaking from the top. Then I saw Pam sitting on the bed holding a ping pong paddle. The red side was facing me and I cant get sight of the seductive look she had on her face. Laying beside her was the bulbous black nozzle followed up by the long red hose and about 18 inches from the nozzle was the old fashioned steel pinch clamp. It of course was in the "closed" position holding back all that warm soapy water, the same soapy water that was going to fill me up to refusal. I was completely nude at the time. About midway between the bathroom and Pam she said "STOP" Turn Around so I can see how red your buttocks were. I turned around with my back to her and stopped. She said Hmmmmm You are not as RED as I wanted you so I am going to make your buttocks as red as the paddle before I am going to give you the ENEMA of your life!!!!!!. At this time she reached out for my arm. She was sitting on the bed wearing the usual house dress that would be worn back in the 1970s. She again had me stand on her right side as she lifted the dress so I would not make any mess on it. She guided me across her lap and putting me at an angle as to lift my very exposed buttocks for maximum angle and sight (for her viewing). I was a late bloomer so I had very little pubic hair to block her view. In all my 18 years of life, I was never more excited and hot as I was then. Laying on her lap, my penis hard and sandwiched between her legs I was frozen there. She secured my upper torso with her left arm (not that I wanted to get away). It took her a very long time to do anything. She was saying to me that she had always wanted to spank me and my fixation with the enema bag was an "extra". As she spoke her voice was going higher and her breathing was getting deeper. Without warning, she raised the paddle as high as her arm would let her and "SPANK, SPANK, SPANK,. In about twelve spanks, and they were very rapid, I was wiggling and trying to jump away. Tears were coming and I was starting to cry. This added to her (and my) excitement and about after thirty spanks she stopped and put the paddle down. She was almost panting and I could feel the heat from her ample body. I just laid there not being able to move. Then with a wicked yet sensual voice she said time for your enema bad boy. Then she said Oh My Your ass IS as red as the paddle. Then she reached for a screw top jar of Vaseline and submerged her finger into it coming out with a blob. She reached for the nozzle and smeared a liberal amount onto it. Then I felt her finger slide into my Heine hole. The coolness of the lube on my hole was wild. She slipped her finger in and out of me and said I want you nice and smooth for your enema. Then she wiped off the extra lube and picked up the nozzle. I felt her fingers parting my buttocks apart, then the coolness of the nozzle about to enter me. Without a word, I felt the nozzle invade me. The first bulbous part made it past the opening, then another bulb until it was snugly in. I laid there for I guess a minute then I felt the hose move and she said ..........READY BAD BOY?....................... then the metallic "CLICK" then I felt the very warm SOAPY WATER start to invade me. I started to feel cramps as the soapy water churned in me along with the pressure from being over her lap. I begged for her to stop. I even started to cross my legs and wiggle. Pam was enjoying the sight of me laying across her lap, red buttocks black nozzle, red hose all for her to see........... She was really enjoying the "view" and even spanked me with her hand for good measure. I was able to catch a view of the bag hoping it was empty and Nooooooo Just half way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I struggled with holding the enema and the sight and my movements on Pam's lap I didn't know about that then but she started to shake uncontrollably and let out a yell that scared me. At the time I was also VERY HARD and between the warm soapy water hitting my prostrate and the mental scene that I had I shortly had an orgasm and left a pool of hot cum dripping from her legs. I was scared never feeling that way in my life. Pam made me take the whole bag then I was allowed to go to the bathroom. After releasing the enema, I sat on the commode for I guess fifteen minutes. I was scared that I made a mess on Pam and she would be pissed off about it. I finished business and came out of the bathroom and Pam was still sitting there right next to her was the FLAT enema bag still hanging up there. I walked over to Pam and she grabbed me and hugged me . I told her I was sorry for making a mess on her and she said it was lovely and she would like to do it again and I was her "special" naughty boy. I said YESSSSS of course I would. I never had that happen to me and I LOVED it. She said that she would leave the enema bag out when she wanted my special company. It was then I realized that I was a true submissive and my relationship with spanking and enemas was here to stay for life