Begging and Pleading with an Enema Giver

I mentioned in a reply to another thread that noises from the recipient (specifically begging and pleading) are one of my favorite parts of an enema video. That's probably the thing that turns me on the most, I love hearing the desperation in the voices of the receiver. I'm curious though, is begging also a turn on for most people here? If you were the receiver, was there ever an instance where begging worked in your favor during an enema? Or were you given an enema anyway? Have you ever overheard someone begging to expel their enema, whether it be in passing or while you're administering an enema, and gotten turned on?

When I was a kid and getting the occasional enema from my mother, I certainly did a lot of begging and pleading. I only got an enema when a laxative had failed to produce a satisfactory result. Up until I was about 11, I always tried to talk my way out of the enema. I knew better than to actively resist, but I kept pleading with her not to give me an enema even while I was undressing and climbing into the bathtub. The pleading never worked.

Once I felt my butt cheeks being pried apart, I knew the enema was inevitable and I quieted down. But only for a moment. The cramping and urgency ramped up quickly because I had usually been constipated for days on end. I moaned and grunted loudly as the enema (and the discomfort) progressed. By the halfway point of the enema, I was begging my mom to take the tip out of me and let me sit on the toilet. She never did that either until the bag was empty.

@Theimpeccablepixie29

The begging and negotiating is the best part. Amazing what people will offer to do to be allowed to empty a soapy enema.

Or they beg /negotiate for a rinse enema.

Also fun to watch them beg for a soapy one when you put various hot sauces in their rectum...

I mentioned in a reply to another thread that noises from the recipient (specifically begging and pleading) are one of my favorite parts of an enema video. That's probably the thing that turns me on the most, I love hearing the desperation in the voices of the receiver.

Depends on how good and realistic the actor/ess is. Worst turn off is the Japanese whiners. Most are not realistic and it shows.

I agree that the pleading to not get the enema and then pleading for it to be over quickly are both hot.

I used to whine & plead a lot, even after the water was flowing. It never helped.

There was always some amount of begging and pleading involved but it changed over time. As a little kid, I am sure I tried to convince mom that I did not need an enema, but somewhere around 8 years old I realized I actually liked the feeling of the warm water going into my butt so the discussion turned from whether I needed the enema to the timing of it, like after this TV show is over, and the amount I had to take. I was rarely forced to take more once I declared that I was full but there was the understanding that if it did not produce sufficient poop, it would be repeated, with more. By time I was around 11, I was caught giving myself more after I had told mom I was full. That was the trigger for her to stop giving me enemas.

Later, with a young inexperienced wife it changed, with me being the giver and her trying to talk me out of it. She used all of the same excuses most of you have heard, like, I don't need an enema, I can't take that much, and I am afraid of making a mess. To make a long story short - for a while she indulged my enema playtime with the promises that when we were finished I would do something she liked, but eventually I got tired of her whining and recognized that some people just do not like getting an enema.

I mentioned in a reply to another thread that noises from the recipient (specifically begging and pleading) are one of my favorite parts of an enema video. That's probably the thing that turns me on the most,

I haven't in real time but there is a movie called "The End". In the opening scene, Burt Reynolds is being given a barium enema but a partonizing nurse. While he isn't begging, he is complaining. The nurse is talking to him like he is a child. The scene is audio only but it is really funny especially to those of us with an enema fascination.

If you are an adult, then you just need to refuse and that’s it. But this will not help the child. Children quite often ask not to give them an enema.

@Theimpeccablepixie29

The begging and negotiating is the best part. Amazing what people will offer to do to be allowed to empty a soapy enema.

Or they beg /negotiate for a rinse enema.

Also fun to watch them beg for a soapy one when you put various hot sauces in their rectum...

Yes, for sure !! - that is an another part of the " game " !!

As many times as I said it in my most whiney voice, the request was always denied. "But Mom, I don't need an enema! I feel fine!"

The answer always was, "You know you need this and it is for your own good. Now get into the bathroom!"

Which was shortly followed by, "Please!!! I'm full, I can't take any more! Can you stop it. Please!"

Again, the usual answer would be, "You haven't even taken half the bag. Just a little more. That's a good boy."

And, as I watched her wash the soap out of the empty bag and start to fill it again, "Not another enema! I feel fine! You said one enema! I don't need another!"

To be answered, "You know you always get a rinse enema! You don't want that soap bothering you all night. Now bend back over the tub young man - or I can make it THREE enemas!"

So far all my enema experiences are as a receiving subject. As well, all that were given by someone else where part of BDSM play scenes.

As a submissive I am very passive and quiet, do not speak unless asked questions, and I make noises or speak/cry out only when really struggling.

When receiving enema, a big one, I do struggle when cramps hit and that results with me making some noise that usually prompts giver to stop or slow down the flow or ask me whether I am cramping etc. There might be some teasing but flow is stopped or reduced. It happened a few times that I was not able to take whole volume. In those situations I try to communicate the issue directly rather than beg, since the latter is usually perceived as part of play. So far only once I had to use safe word, in other cases givers could recognise the problem.

Then, there is forced retention with retention nozzles. Large volumes do make me very vocal quite quickly. It starts with moans, grunts, groans, then I say I need to expel and soon after that I do plead and then beg for release... Good dominants know when sub had enough and end the ordeal. And I do not really see it as them answering my begging.

Nice description " Gauguin " of your experiences !! - play for ever safe and trust your dominant Partner !!

When I was a kid, begging, pleading, and resisting never got me out of an enema one time. I kind of like the idea of the receiver begging and pleading, I think that the idea of the receiver having any control during the enema is a turn on. Asking for permission to expel is also pretty hot.

The only begging and/or pleading with an enema giver I experience when I was a teen age boy who requested our housekeeper to "please help and give me this enema". Happened only when my parents or siblings were not at home. Our housekeeper was a woman I guess about 40 yo and the first time I asked her she simple said no, no way... Begging and pleading did not work! Some weeks later no one else was in the house or so I thought. I had prepared the warm water enema and was ready to go when she came upstairs bathroom prepared to clean the bathroom and my bedroom. I was wrapped only with a towel. As she walked by the open door she saw me struggling to hang the apparatus and in my surprise I dropped my towel. She simply took charge of the situation and told me to "assume a position", butt high and proceeded to give me the enema. Her only request was that I should clean up my bedroom if I wanted her to ever give me another enema. I had the cleanest teenage boy's bedroom until I went off to college.

When my stomach is nicely distended to the point of actual discomfort, I’m ready to stop. My best friend Janet, who is an old school retired R.N. is visiting me now but leaving on Thursday. She always gives me lots of SSE’s when she’s here. Now that I am having trouble walking and getting older by the minute, I have a home health nurse assigned to visit me 3 x week and part of her short shift is to give me at least two SSE’s to induce “productive” bowel movements per my Doctor’s orders.

With my best friend AND the home health nurse both here today, they teamed up to prepare to clean me out. I was given a long wet Palmolive soap suppository to stir things up for about 10 minutes, leading up to a 2 quart Castile and Ivory soap enema shaken well. This made me unbelievably horny and miserable. My friend Janet showed the nurse some “tips and tricks” to encourage me to hold my hot and high enemas. I begged and pleaded, moaned and groaned while hearing “hold it just a little bit longer hon”. Janet said, “She always does that!”

I wanted so badly to have a climax….so badI I cried that my stomach hurt and they soothed me while I shed some tears and I began to śtart rubbing my clitoris and mound. I am breathing ragged by now. I got a spanking from Janet and then permission to relieve myself in a plastic trash can with a liner. I was so embarrassed, pooping and farting in front of both of them. They carefully looked at what was produced from the sudsy enema. Janet said “This is carthartic for her.” The nurse said I’ve never seen anyone react like that! Except men, hospitalized patients. I heard Janet say, “She gets off on discomfort.” She’s had these kinds of enemas since she was a teenager.

I try to recreate the awful hot, soapy, scary enemas my Mom used to give me. I memorized the utter misery, tears and pure pleasure that makes me climax a few times uncontrollably. I had a wonderful, huge climax today when the nurse moved the long colon tube in and out of my waiting rectum. It felt wonderful. And I exploded. (All the poop didn’t quite make it into the trash can.) Best enema I’ve had in DECADES!

@Moms_Egirl. Nothing like having a really thorough release, particularly under the control of an understanding carer. So sorry to hear about your increasing infirmity.

I'm guessing that I might have been 11 and like always did not want to have to get an enema. Over mom's lap she had just inserted the nozzle when I said, "That's enough! That's enough!" That's when she told me to relax because she hadn't even started the flow yet. Needless to say I had to take most of what was in the bag. Chalk that experience up to yet one more good cleaning out.

@Moms_Egirl Wow, your friend sounds like quite the pillar of support! I kinda envy you in that sense. One of my greatest wishes (fetish wise) is to have a girlfriend/playmate who would watch me bare the pleasures and discomfort of an enema.

Judging from your other posts, your mother seemed like a really attentive giver!

Give your friend Janet my best!

I could drain a full 2qrt bag surprisingly early in life; not to say there wasn't odd whimper or groan but my mother knew when to arrest flow for a time and settle things down before restarting. Id like think my two didn't have to beg or plead either.

Husband on on the other hand if enema purely fun based we could get each other to plead.

I’ve pleaded with my husband a few times. He will reduce the flow but not stop it all together unless I’m really crampy He gives me a more thorough enema than I usually give myself. He’s a good nurse when I need him.

@gauguin nice reading and description of that enema!

The only time I can remember begging mom to stop the flow on an enema, was right after getting a spanking. She spanked us laying naked across her lap, because we always got an enema afterwards, to help calm down. So, if she was particularly upset with us, she’d run the flow on the enema faster than normal. Making the enema a continuation of the spanking, as opposed to, helping us calm down. Laying naked across her lap was a particular bad position to be in, with an enema nozzle buried in your behind. Because, if we fussing to much about how bad the cramps hurt. She’d stop the flow, take the nozzle out, and give us a few good pops on our already sore bare bottom. Before replacing the nozzle and continuing the enema. That only happened a couple of times, before we learned, not to fuss during an enema when we got cramps after getting a spanking. Crying was ok, but not fussing about it.

I really like reactions of all kinds. If it's "Please, STOP," or " Please, no more!" whimpering, moaning, Or crying & sobbing, I love to hear it all. I'm not mean, but enemas evoke all kinds of emotions. I MOST like the pain/pleasure sounds, because that truly illustrates what a good enema does. I want to hear her sounds, see her struggles, and then watch her orgasm as the last drop of that irresistible water flows into her...very naughty, I know. Cuddling after is also good.

I would be much more inclined to beg or plead someone to give me some enemas than not to.

I can’t say that I ever begged my Mother, Girlfriend or wife to stop an enema, but I can say that I often begged Mother both when I was a kid and my wife for an enema as an adult. But, to tell you the truth, I begged my mother a lot more than I have begged my wife. In fact, I did beg my Mother to give me an enema quite often, which for reasons beyond my pay grade caused her to get quite irritated with me at times. Mother never could understand why I liked taking them so much. In addition, when begging did not seem to get me the enema that I was craving from Mom, I would also resort to bribing her. For example, I would go as far as to tell her that I’d wash the car; clean the house; wash the dishes for a week without complaining; wash and fold the clothes; and even baby sit my baby sister without pay, just to name a few. Bribery seemed to work better than begging though!

Asking, begging and pleading for an enema... or pretending to be ill, is one thing and OK I guess (for me). But being offered, suggested, ordered or just demanded is far better!

I have never pleaded with an enema giver to give me an enema but I have pleaded with the giver to stop as the cramping became more intense. Almost every time my request falls on deaf ears

I imagine if I ever get the chance to have an erotic enema session there will be whimpering and a bit of crying and pleading. "Please Daddy...it hurts..." and Daddy will tell me it'll be ok, and rub my belly, and help me. That'd be so hot.

@Vicki_V described really well what also happens between my partner and I and what happened between my late fiancé and I, too (he was the first man to give me enemas and to do so on a very regular basis. He would also take them from me, as does my partner).

As a matter of principle I don’t beg, I never have, but I will plead with my partner to slow the flow or stop it altogether if I am feeling really full or if I can’t get my bowels to relax (which unfortunately happens even though I have craved desperately every single enema he’s given me). He is a very gifted lover in general and has an enema giving ability that is second to none and can really understand what my body can handle and when he can gently push me to taking a little more hot, soapy water when I don’t think I am able to (that “a little more” usually ends up being the full 4 quart bag when I think I can’t get past the initial 2-2 1/2 quarts; I’m always glad that he does not let my fear of making a mess and inability to truly surrender to him and to the enema get in the way. His enemas are oh so much more effective than the ones I give myself and infinitely more rewarding. Yes, a really good expulsion is one of the best feelings ever 😎). When he’s decided that I have taken all the solution I should take -for me all enemas are erotic but, due to my multiple health issues, they are also very much needed to keep my bowels as clean and active as possible, and that’s something that I have discussed with my GI specialist before and got their approval. I might have left out the erotic aspect of them, but it is just an added benefit 😉- the most challenging part for me begins, and that’s holding it. I’m not a patient person and I am not very good at waiting with my bowels cramping up and my stomach distended and super sensitive. I’m rather petite and the 3-4 quarts I aim for and that my partner helps me take make my tummy look massive and feel very “stretched” from the inside and on the outside and I both love and hate being that full. I know that it’s exactly the kind of enema that I need and that will give the results that I want and really look forward to but that is when I really do most of my pleadings with my partner (or, if solo, with myself. But it is so much more arousing to have my partner with me, and it was equally arousing to have my late fiancé with me, too). Depending on our moods and on whether I am actually truly struggling, he will have me hold my enema for as long as I possibly can, and most times he won’t time it. Instead, he will give me permission to expel it but, as he helps me up from being on all fours or on the knee chest position, he will have me attempt to resist the increasingly intense urge to let everything out and stay calm, and stand in front of the loo, and not “allow” me to actually sit on it until I have squirmed and asked him in a proper manner for permission one more time (and I never get it right the first time 🤣 definitely not while standing and with gravity starting to come between me and any sense of discipline I may have left). By then I am barely able to put together much of a coherent thought, let alone a sentence, but my partner can be both extremely Dominant and extremely soothing, and will never have me do anything that I don’t feel comfortable doing or that is too much for my body (and I am also very capable of jumping on the bowl if it’s really time) but, for all my pleadings and struggling and needing to be coached, the truth is that I love every minute of this process and I feel so much better physically and mentally when I give my enemas the necessary time to do their job. As I finally get to have the much needed release, my partner will help me have a release of a different kind, massaging my lower back and shoulders, gently rubbing my stomach with every wave of cramps, playing with my nipples and my clit, and whispering in my ear how proud he is of me and how well I have handled a difficult enema and reminding me of how good I will feel once it’s all out of my system. He will always hold me and make me feel safe and cared for and I am very thankful that I can get to experience the feeling of completely giving up control and yet being able to vocalize the struggle (more mental than anything, much more difficult than the physical one for sure) that accompanies the whole process and being allowed to savor every moment of it.

Play safe,

B x