It began when I was eighteen. I witnessed two things. The first was a neighbor's daughter being spanked while the second was overhearing a very attractive friend of my mother telling her of administering enemas to her two daughters. I wondered what if it were me? These thoughts followed me into adulthood. What would it be like to have my pants and underwear pulled down by a stern female? How would it feel to be pulled over her knee my bare bottom exposed? Would it hurt? Surely it would. Would I cry? What if I was told I was going to be given an enema? Would I be made to remove all clothes, be completely naked? What would an enema even feel like?

I found the courage and means to experiment with enemas. After working up my courage I purchased an enema bulb from a drug store out of town where no one knew me. It was embarrassing to think of getting found out. So began my enema experiences. Using the bulb was exciting, a little scary and a definite sexual turn on. With the arrival of the internet I quickly found I was not alone in my interests of spanking and enemas. Purchasing enema equipment became easy with no embarrassing encounters at a pharmacy. The one thing missing for me was a partner, someone willing to indulge my fantasies. again, the internet came through.

I searched for possible mistresses. After a few days I located the perfect mistress. We sent a few emails back and forth with me sharing my desires, followed by a phone call. A date was set. My long held fantasy to finally become a reality.

Mistress was waiting by the door. Inside we talked for a bit, kind of getting to know each other. She announced its time to get started. I'm about to rock your world! Remove your shoes and follow me. It was actually happening. I followed mistress down a hallway where she stopped in front of a closed door. OK, when we enter this room and I close the door I will assume an entirely different persona. I will be in charge. I expect you to follow along, protest, try to talk yourself out of whats about to happen. Do you understand? Yes mistress.

We entered and she took my hand leading me to a padded armless chair. Turning she said. You are going to get a good spanking over my knee. Its been far too long. No, I'm too old for a spanking. I don't think so. She began unbuckling my belt. No, please don't pull down my pants. Please, don't, it will still hurt. I don't think so young man as she unzipped my jeans pulling them down to my knees. Wait, wait, please leave my underwear on, please. Without a word she yanked my underpants down leaving me bare bottomed and exposed. Taking my arm, now over my knee, no more excuses! I found myself draped over her lap as her first spank cracked against my bottom with a sting. This is just what you need. She continued to spank increasing the speed and severity. I began squirming only to find her locking a leg over mine holding me in place. Are you learning a lesson? Yes mistress, I'm sorry. Are you really? The spanking stopped. Yes mistress, I'm sorry. You know what? I don't believe you're sorry at all. I think you're just saying that to end your spanking. Mistress again began spanking me. I'm sorry, I told you but you don't believe me. I'm really sorry. The spanking continued my bottom stinging from the repeated slaps. Then stand up please. I stood. You wait here do not move. Mistress left me alone standing with pants and underwear around my ankles.

She returned shortly carrying a 2 qt. container filled with soapy water. In her other hand a blue enema bulb. I'm going to give you an enema now. Remove your jeans and underwear. Do you need another spanking before your enema? No mistress. All right then over my lap. I lay over her lap. I felt my bottom cheeks separated and Vaseline being applied. Her finger slipped inside of me. The feeling everything I hoped it would be. OK, now hold still. I heard the bubbling as she filled the bulb and my cheeks were again separated. The nozzle was inserted followed by a rush of warm soapy water. Mistress repeated until the container was emptied. now, go use the bathroom. I'll be waiting. I expelled the first enema, cleaned up and returned to find a red enema bag hanging ready for use. OK over my knee again announced mistress. Complying I placed myself on her lap where she gently inserted the colon tube. So began the second enema. Ecstasy, lying naked over this woman's lap being slowly filled with an enema. You're being a good boy, now use the bathroom again.

I returned to find mistress wearing a strap on. I wasn't expecting this at all, OK sweetie, I need you to bend over. I bent over the chair as mistress came behind me. OK, now relax, I felt the strap on press against me and enter. Gently mistress began probing my bottom as she reached in front to stroke me. Absolute bliss. OK, now I want you on the floor on your back. I lay down. Now lift your legs for me. You need another spanking. She stood with her back to me bent over lifting my legs to a diaper position and the spanking began. The spanking continued as I watched her beautiful rear bent over. You can rub my ass if you like she said smiling as she looked back. I did so willingly until the spanks increased in severity. Then it was over.

We sat together for some time discussing our session, me still bare bottomed. Was I happy, of course. Thrilled, you did rock my world for sure. May I see you again? Absolutely, contact me at your convenience. I left with knowing my fantasies had become a reality with memories that will last my lifetime.