Hey Group, I thought I should leave a post here, as I had a flush out just a couple of nights ago by a new roommate I have rented a room to. As fate would have it, she is as anally oriented as I am if not even more so.
I was not feeling too well a couple of nights ago and after getting something light to eat for dinner. I told my new roomie, Donna, that I was going to go to bed early as I was not feeling too good.
Now we have briefly touched on the subject of our own sexual preferences and she saw my enema bag hanging in the shower about 3 weeks ago and she inquisitively asked me about it. I told her and admitted to her openly that I sometimes need enemas to stay regular and keep things moving. She didn't have too much to say to this and just let it go.
Well the other night I told her, I admitted openly to her, that I had not had a good BM in about 3 days and I thought I was going to have to give myself a series of enemas, like it or not.
I was on my way to the bedroom and she said to me, “ Tammy, if you need an enema or enemas, I'll be glad to help you with it. I didn't say too much to you about this when you brought up the subject a couple of weeks ago, but I am also pretty much the same way, and often need enemas to help me out with things, so I understand completely. So, if you need an enema or a series of them, why don't we get this taken care of and hopefully you'll feel better when it is over and done with”.
I could not believe my ears as to what I was hearing, but needless to say, my pulse quickened, and I could barely mutter the words, “Donna, okay, if you honestly don't mind helping me, I'll get my bag and equipment for you, and I'll get myself ready for this. I think an enema series would be the best right about now.”
I took a hard swallow, went to my room, and got out my enema equipment from my dresser drawer. I sheepishly handed it over to her, as she had followed me into my room.
She simple said “ Ok honey, you get full nude, and I'll get this filled full and come back and give you the enemas you are needing."
I was flushed with excitement and dread as well as a bit of fear. I was not too sure how she would be when it came to administering the enemas to me, but I wanted to find out and was going to.
I stripped to full nude and had a bath towel draped in front of me as I peaked out my bedroom door and watched her intently filling the hospital type bag to nearly bursting. And ohhhh my was the water ever cloudy in color, almost a ghost white.
I knew she was going to mean business with me when she began to administer to me. She saw me standing there in the doorway and asked me to go get comfortable on my bed, and to lay out on the bath towel I had draped in front of me. I did as she had asked and finally heard her footsteps making their way to my room.
Well when she walked in I got the surprise of my life--she had gotten to full nude herself and her nipples were very, very erect and standing at full attention. “Tammy, I want to be nude with you during all of this, because I admitted that enemas do something for me as well, and I need access to certain things should I get aroused during all of this. I know giving you these enemas is going to turn me on something wicked, so I have to be nude, and maybe when we are done with you, I can have you administer a couple of very large enemas to me?”
I was so freaking turned on, I was breathing very heavily and just said to her, “Donna, if this is what you want, okay, but can we please get this all started, I am in dire need to get cleaned out really good.”
With those words, she gave my trembling bottom a few sound whacks and reddened my cheeks a little and asked me to reach back hold them apart for her ever so slightly. I did what was asked of me and she eagerly slid the long barium nozzle all the way into me, and told me, “ Tammy, you are to take the entire bagful, with little or no complaining and if you need to stop just let me know, and I'll stop the flow. But you need to take the whole bagful and if you don't, I'll just have to keep giving you the enemas until you can achieve this. I am not fooling around with you, you are to take the whole entire bagful."
My pulse was racing at the sound of her orders and demands of me, and with this, she stood up next to the bed and began to raise the height of the clear hospital type bag. She said, “Okay hon, ready for the solution?? Here we go, I am going to open the clamp all the way open and you are to take every last drop.”
With this, she slid the clamp all the way open and the solution began to race into me deeply. I let out a very loud and audible gasp and started to beg her to stop the flow and slow it down, for which I was given a few more sound whacks and these really stung!!!
“Tammy, anymore complaining like this and you will get a taste of my leather strap. Settle down and take the solution like a big girl, you take it all, and I'll slow it down when I feel it is necessary.”
I am telling you , my clit was on fire at the sounds of her words and commands, and I glanced over my shoulder and the look on her face was one of sheer determination and total arousal. She was loving the sight of the hose and nozzle being deeply inserted in my bottom. And also at hearing me begging and pleading so early in the stage of this enema.
“Tammy, i can tell you are very bound up and quite constipated, so I need you to prepare yourself for a series of at least 4 or 5 enemas honey, okay?”
Ohhhhhhh my god, I got so fucking turned on at hearing this from her. I was a mess on the bath towel and my moaning became that of pleasure and agony mixed.
As the bag neared the half empty stage, my moans were getting more steady. She asked me if I needed her to stop the flow. Moaning I barely muttered the words, “Ohhhhhh Donna, please, please stop the enema solution, thank you, I need a small break. I want this enema and need it quite badly, but the cramping is getting a bit rough.”
She slid the clamp closed and the cramps began to set in , and I began to moan more steadily.
“Okay Donna, please open the clamp, make me take it all, I need you to force me to take every last drop.” With that I felt the wicked , almost sinister surge of the solution race deeply into me, and I let out a gasp and moaned a bit louder. This seemed to arouse her a bit and I got another few sound whacks on my bare, quivering bottom.
"Tammy, you take it all, do you hear me? Every last drop of it, you take it all.” She raised the bag even higher so the solution was now racing violently into me and at last, the bag emptied all of its contents deeply into my system.
"Tammy, I am going to help you up off from the bed and we are going to walk around the house a bit while you hold in all that soapy solution and let that huge enema do its job.”
By now the cramping was almost non-stop and my clit was throbbing wildly. I wanted to have an orgasm and needed to come, but she would not permit it, at least not at this stage.