Enema fantasy

Mine is simply

I find a pretty female to give me enemas until she pronounced me done and clean then rewards me for being a good patient by letting me give her enemas then massage to her girl parts while holding the enema then see what happens next after we’re both done

Yes simple but it would be fun and enjoyable

I wake up one morning and my spouse says "I think I'll give you an enema this morning".

I had a girlfriend wake me up by sliding a nozzle in me and opening the clamp as soon as it was in. It took me a minute or so to figure out what was happening. It was hot. I had thought I would go all over the bed but I didn't. Everything tightened up as soon as the nozzle was in. It was hot. I get tingles thinking about it.

@Southern man yes, sooooo enjoyable! Only to find that partner!

Being called into the bathroom with my older mommy sitting on the closed toilet seat with nozzle in hand and stating that I am cranky or out of sorts, and a good enema cleanout until clear is needed.

She makes sure that this 1st enema gets my attention, as it's warm and soapy and has me beg for relief before releasing in front of her.

My belly is cramping as I watch her refill the bag

I love my job, but it can be very stressful managing a busy structural engineering firm (true, no fantasy).

My CEO, who is a very nice guy (true!) would give me a least a month’s vacation at an expensive health retreat in the country where I would escape from the chaos and be pampered beyond belief. (I wish!!!)

Each day I would enjoy a gourmet lunch in the garden, followed by a relaxing walk among the towering pines. At 2 o’clock, I would have a change of clothes into a summer nightie and put to bed for a nap.

At about 4 o’clock, I am awakened by two nurses wheeling a cart into my room and beside the bed. My vision is a vintage picture — a container of warm water, a funnel and a long rubber tube.

The nurses tell me that my doctor has prescribed a therapeutic herbal enema, to be administered each afternoon following my nap. The enema also contains medication, to be retained as long as possible, that will heal that pesky spot of inflammation that I have suffered for many years. (Wishing to be true!)

One of the nurses slips a protective sheet under me, removes my panties, and helps me into a knee-chest position on the bed. The other nurse prepares the funnel and lubricates several inches of the tube for an easy insertion. She begins coaching me in a series of deep breathing exercises. I am a little embarrassed in this position with my bottom up, but also beginning to feel excited.

I’m going to stop here — after all, this is a fantasy — and let you envision the scene in my room, with the two nurses giving me just what the doctor ordered.