Jenn sat at the kitchen table, coffee in hand as she checked new messages. Nothing of much consequence except for a list of groceries her mother requested she pick up in advance of her arrival to the farm in a few days. Not a big deal as she had planned on shopping anyway. She looked out the back door at the beautiful day that the weatherman had promised. The property looked great all due to her mother and the young man she had hired as caretaker.

And there he is. She watched as he prepared to trim brush around the outside of the pasture fence. He pulled off his T-shirt before starting the brush cutter and getting to work. He was not a large man, only 5'8' but with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and a tight little butt. Something she had noticed on a number of occasions.

Her mind drifted back to when her mother had first confided in her regarding a couple of episodes with the young man. The first was when she wasn't at all happy with the lack of progress of some projects. She had offered him an ultimatum. Give up the position or submit to what she referred to as motivation. The motivation was a hard strapping which took place in the apartment where Mother ordered him to bare himself and lie over his bed while she applied the leather saddle cinch strap. She followed that by administering what she referred to as a "good" enema. The second episode occurred after she had caught him smoking in the apartment. In that case she had brought him downstairs to an empty stall where bent over a couple of hay bales she again applied the strap to his bare backside. That was also followed by an enema which she gave him in the stall making him expel before her.

She had asked her why she put up with him. It was not typical behavior for her as she usually had no hesitation in getting rid of someone who displeased her so.

"I put up with it because he is the best person for this job. He is a skilled carpenter having built two horse sheds and several wooden gates. He is wonderful with the horses. No one had anywhere near the experience he has with them. Plus he's respectful and takes his responsibilities here seriously despite a few hiccups. And he is a very likeable young man. And I guess he accepts my consequences because he needs and wants this job. And he likes it here. And I honestly believe he realized he was wrong and therefore he was accepting of my actions."

It was at that point in their conversation that her mother explained she was giving her the same authority over Tim. To do as she felt was needed to keep him in line and things running smoothly. Jenn wasted no time in establishing that authority.

Her mind drifted back. She realized she could have easily overlooked his sneaking the enema bag out of the bathroom in the brick house for his use. No doubt a scolding would have sufficed as he was so embarrassed when she asked if he had used the equipment. But it was too good of an opportunity for her to pass up. She recalled telling him he would be getting an enema. No argument he willingly complied. She had prepared the enema and made him take it while lying on his back on the counter/bar in the apartment. Jenn could still envision the scene. He, lying completely exposed before her, as she gave him the enema. He was erect the entire time as she filled him with the soapy water. He had had no idea how arousing it was for her as well. She had found herself becoming wet during the proceeding. How naughty of her she thought with a smile. She had, a few days later, ordered an enema bag to be sent to him as a gift.

Her thought turned next to the enema she had given him as a result of her mother's urging. He was over tired and she had given a gentle enema. Although he questioned the necessity of an enema he cooperated fully. It was after that she sent him a letter confessing her interest in enemas both in giving and receiving. If she received no response it meant he was agreed. And that all he needed to do was ask and she would willingly give him enemas. She had followed that by sending a bulb enema syringe.

She recalled taking him out back of the barn where she placed him over her lap to use the bulb syringe. How he seemed to enjoy the repeated insertion of the nozzle as much as she enjoyed giving it to him. She remembered his hardness against her leg and how he began to press against her. She took that opportunity to spank him soundly with her hairbrush calling him out for being so naughty while she enjoyed turning his little white bottom a bright red.

Later that day she gave him a second enema. She smiled as she thought back to the moment. She told him to undress and watch as he stripped. She had told him he was to receive another enema. The effect was immediate as he began to become erect. She simply said the word enema and his erection grew. Just hearing the word excited him. So cute. After that enema he confided that he actually liked the spankings. With the exception of the strap Mother used.

Damn she thought, I need to give myself a "good enema." I'm making myself wet just thinking about it. She washed out her coffee mug and headed directly to the bathroom cabinet. She filled the bag with warm water and ivory soap and hung it on the towel rack next to the tub. She placed a towel over the edge and applied Vaseline to the black douche nozzle and then to her bottom. She knelt over the tub thinking of the numerous times she had found herself in this position to receive one of Mother's enemas. Inserting the nozzle full length she released the clamp allowing the enema to flow. Her hand reached between her legs to to masturbate her wetness as she pictured herself doing the same to their caretaker.