My then girlfriend (we've been married for 10 years now) became ill one time and I suggested an enema to relieve the problem. She objected, saying she had never had an enema and didn't feel it would resolve anything. I persisted, asking what she had to lose ... if it didn't work, she could try her own method of cure.
Knowing she was apprehensive about the whole ordeal, I explained I would prepare a one-quart soapy enema, but that would require at least two clear water enemas after to purge the soapy substance. More apprehension, she felt the cure would be worse than the illness.
I tried to make the situation as pleasant a possible, using lots of lube, inserting gently, and making the flow as slow and comfortable as possible.
After she held it for a minute or so ... the absolute longest she said she could ... she broke loose with a torrent as I was preparing the cleansing clear water enema.
She was less nervous over the second one and when it was time for the third one (almost two quarts), she actually suggested that "what was good for the goose might be good for the gander." Within a half-hour she had become a cured and changed person.
I accepted her invitation and while she was purging the second cleansing enema, I prepared myself (got undressed) and filled the enema bag with two quarts of clear water.
She enjoyed administering as much as I enjoyed receiving. In fact, to my delight, she prepared a second enema for me. we ended up having the most enjoyable night of passion ... and began a tradition which continues through today and, hopefully, for years to come.
I always enjoyed enemas and she has learned to enjoy them, right from the second one (I don't think she enjoyed the first one which was necessary) on.