Hello!
My name is Elena!
The reason for my sudden immersion into the world of medical fetish and in particular enemas, games of doctor and patient, strict nurse or strict Mistress, was not a childhood injury, not parents or strict mother... but my beloved then future husband. He is an enema-lover and fetishist. As we got to know each other, I tried not to notice obvious signs of a medical fetish. But the longer we stayed together, the more often I noticed his attachment to the medical fetish. I began to try on stockings, a skirt and a white doctor's coat with an enema bulb in my hand and a phonendoscope around my neck more and more often. I began to notice that sex becomes much more vivid and varied if I am in the doctor-nurse uniform.
Of course, at first I was very upset. What if he loves not me, but my image or, as one could say, my game, transformation. I talked to him, tried to find out more about his fetish world. Then, my husband persuaded me to try giving him an enema and having sex at the same time. I was shocked, but nevertheless I was interested in the very fact of the existence of such seemingly incompatible things as "medical procedure" and "sex during the procedure". I was a curious child since childhood, and curiosity over the years prevailed over fear... which eventually led me to such a dark, but at the same time sweet and enticing world of medical fetish and enemas. To say that I was surprised is to say nothing. Shock! He fucks me harder than usual at the moment when the water fills him. That's how it all started. The weekends were more fun and brighter, more and more attributes of medical fetish appeared in the house. And after 10 years of living together, we had a whole room in our apartment dedicated to fetishes. As any road begins with the first step, so fetish comes with giving an enema to a loved one...
To everyone who read to the end and spent their time on this - huge thanks.
Respectfully, Elena