Sorority enemas

In our sorority enemas were given for various rule violations. I remember the first time the committee determined that was to be my punishment. I was to come to the social room dressed only in bra and panties. When I got there the room was very dark except for a table near the middle of the room. A lamp lit that clearly. A voice told me to approach the table and then read the charges against me. The read the sentence given out by the committee which was to be given 3 enemas in a row. I protested a little and was told other punishment I would receive if I didn't proceed. I was told to take off my bra and panties and get up on the table in a knee chest ass high in air position. I had no idea who or how many girls were in the room. Next I felt my rear being lubed up and a nozzle pushed in. As the water filled my rear I was told the secret sentence I had to repeat over and over again as I was filled. What seemed like gallons and forever it finally stopped filling me. I was told I had to hold it 10 minutes, then taken to a bathroom to expel. When I was brought back in I was told the next enema was to be a bulb enema and shown the large vaginal nozzle that was to be used. I was told I had to ask each time and thank them for putting it in me. I must admit the first 4 or 5 times it hurt like hell. Finally I was told I had taken enough and i could go and expel in a few minutes. When led back in I was told I would be filled again with the bag type enema, and that after I was full I had to thank everyone there one at a time. After I was full and cramping then one at time still in total darkness so I couldn't see who girls came by the head of the table and touched my head as a sign to say thank you. What seemed like forever I did as I was told only to later find out an sorority girl above first year is allowed to come and watch the punishment dealt out to this nude girl in front of them begging.

Nancy,

If that experience didn't make you anal erotic, nothing will. I missed that kind of fun in college - my loss.

Do you swear that that is a true account and not part of a fantasy? Forgive me for being skeptical but the idea that they would use three extreme fillings and would ask you to hold it for ten minutes (almost impossible if it's as much water as you say) just strikes me as unlikely. If you had said one enema, I would believe you. I know that enemas were used in the past during sorority and fraternity initiations but your account seems a little far fetched. Forgive me if it is in fact real.

I actually composed a fiction story about enemas given for a sorority initiation and posted it on another site. If anyone's interested, I can re-post it on this site (it's unfinished, however).

Doesn't sound like anything my college friends would let happen. Perhaps I missed a lot of the secrets in college.

I was in a fraternity and there was never anything like this in the late 70's. We had a respectful house and the highest GPA on campus. I was manager of a conference center on campus and another house had booked the place for one of their parties. There was a lot of intimate things found as the maids cleaned up the next several days. No enema related items though. I could only imagine the things that occured in that building that night.

There were several of the soritiy members that I would have explored with during that time.

I don't think you read my post correctly. Nowhere did I say how much was given in the first enema. So to hold for ten minutes was the real punishment of the first. The second had to do more with the embarrassment of nozzle looking like a penis used in such a way as it to look like you were receiving anal sex. The third enema was more for the fun of those watching you get punished for rule violation.

I will post more later but I assure you this was the truth.

It does not matter, if it is a true encounter or not, does it? How many fake personalities and other dishonest stuff going on at any given website? C'mon, just read it, if you like it smile, if you really like it, say it was nice, if you hate it, don't read again. I honestly do not think, we should put people down. Tehn again it is my personal opinion, I do not impose on anyone 😁

It seems like whenever a story is written about enemas connected with sororities there tends to be a lot of speculation from others. But not from me! It is my feeling that this is unfounded. As I have mentioned in my profile I have been fixated on enemas since as early as I can remember and the word 'enema' in any publication since I was barely old enough to read piqued my curiosity. So it must have been in the late 50's or early 60's that I was reading some publication in our house (and in our house I can assure you it was 'G ' rated) that was talking about sorority initiations. It stated something like, "One woman stated that she was paddled severely with a large wooden paddle on her bare buttocks and then forced to sit on a hard wooden chair. Another woman reported that she was forced to submit to the humiliation and discomfort of being given an enema before being accepted into her sorority." For the life of me I cannot remember the publication, but even at that young age seeing the word 'enema' in print drew me like a magnet. (smile)

Like I said, I know that enemas have been used in sorority initiations, but the original poster's account just seems unlikely from the type of descriptions he/she has included. If one is going to post a fictitious story, one should say it's fiction and part of a fetish fantasy instead of passing it off as a personal account and saying they're a different gender. Sorry, but that's my opinion.

Look;NancyJ wrote on the reply that her story was true,after all,she was the one who had the experiance of the sorirty punishment enemas.None of us were there with her.I have no reason to believe her story was untrue.Let the good times flow. w/m72yrs/W.MA

I once read about a Japanese sorority where enemas were given at initiation. The initiate was given a very large enema. Then her panties and jeans were then pulled back up and her hands were tied above her in a doorway until...well you can guess the rest. I may be passing on someone's tall tale but it's not totally unlikely given the fact that a Japanese girl once told me that they have such good complexions because they take so many enemas.

I decided to provide more intimate details concerning my earlier post. When I was in sorority then all of them and frats were big into hazing. So you knew before you joined paddling and other forms of things would happen to you. As a new freshmen member I violated a rule of the sorority and called before the rules committee and learned I was to be punished. I was given a couple of choice of punishment and choose the enemas knowing that during growing up mom had given me a couple and it wasn't that bad. I was told 3 enemas would be given in a row on Saturday night at 9pm. Saturday came and I was a little nervous waiting in my room dressed in a loose skirt and blouse. My big sister (big sister is a sorority term for your girl sponsor that forever is called your big sister) came to my room just before nine. The first thing that happened took me by surprise was she said I needed to strip to my bra and panties for the walk to the social room. After a bit of reluctance I stripped.

As we arrived at the room door she knocked and a voice said to "ENTER"..she told my to open the door and go in. The first thing I noticed was the room was pitch dark and couple of lights lite a table straight ahead with a light shining toward us. The voice say to approach the table. Like court the rule I had violated was read and my punishment was read. I was told to strip naked and get up on the table. I started to cry and asked to not be punished. My big sister whispered in my ear to stop crying, strip, and take my punishment or things would be worse.

ENEMA #1 I stripped and climbed up on the table where I was told to lay my head on the pillow and kneel with my butt in the air. (I know any females reading this know that we as females don't want to be nude even in front of other females. Which is why in locker rooms, etc we have stalls unlike per my hubby men just change in the open) Then the voice said "punishment begin" and I felt my butt cheeks being spread apart and a finger putting lube on my hole then inside me. I was totally embarrassed and wanted this to stop. Next I felt the nozzle being pushed up in me. Water began to fill me with a few starts and stops. How much was I given 2 oz or 4 qts who the hell cares it was enough I wanted to go. I was told I had to hold it for 10 minutes. Was it 2 minutes or 2 hours it was to me too long. My big sister led me to bathroom to expel.

ENEMA #2 After a while she came back and said it was time. I begged for mercy and she said just take your punishment and be done. I want out and back up on the table only to learn the worse was to come. I was not aware the second enema was to be given using a bulb type with a very large vaginal nozzle. I also was not aware the girls by drawing determine who is to give the second enema. It is described in this advance meeting that everyone should think of it as the "girl being punished by being fu**ed in the as* by a giant c**k". It turns out the girl involved with my rule violation won the drawing (I learned all this months later) It was brought around to my face to see my reaction which was fear. I felt my cheeks spread again and lube applied. Th voice said "punishment begin do her good!!!" with that I felt my ass was ripped open as the nozzle was pushed in then pulled out and reinserted again. Next it was moved in and out just like anal sex until finally pushed in and water squirted. I was crying hard with my big sister trying to calm me down. After 4 or 5 fillings I was allowed to go expel. My big sister told me the worse was over.

ENEMA #3 She came back and said it was time again I told her my asshole hurt like crazy and she said sorry she would get me some cream later. Well I finally went back out... took my place on the table and a small nozzle was put in me. The whole time I was slowly being filled and waited for an OK to go expel girls were coming by the head of the table one by one putting their hand on my head to which I had to say "thank you" I know more than 30 girls came by.

I learned later sophomores, juniors and seniors can come watch a freshmen take her punishment. If a sophomore is punished juniors and seniors watch. If a junior or senior is punished only seniors attend. I learned as a senior how much and the types of punishment dealt out.

I can tell you enemas were used to embarrass the girl in front of her peers to the enjoyment of those watching the girl get get filled and refilled.

Take my word enemas were just one form of punishment sororities dealt out to the girls coming up through the ranks.

Hi Nancy...excellent trip down nostlagia lane....I was a Theta Chi and we sure had e fun with Tri Sig pleges...and I also was on the receiving end..wonder when the class reunion will be! 😜

I read a store on a enema web site about a girls school out east in the 50s, that all the girls at the school on friday night had to report to the large restroom for enemas

the nures that worked there said thay was made to bend over the bathtubs no panties on

while the nurses prepared the soapy enemas, she said there was a glass front medical cabnet with the old white enema can in it 10 or 12 enema cans .Thay were filed with soapy water and all the girls got a enema , and had to take the whole 2 qts. if thay resisted thay was held down on a table and got a forced enema.

This is a true story told by a nurse.

I have had email correspondence with enough women that I'm convinced that in the period 1920 to perhaps as late as 1960, but more likely 1955 there were sororities where enemas and paddlings were part of initiations. I am also convinced that in many sororities it wasn't unusual for a Big Sister to continue to keep her Little Sister in line with enemas and/or spankings. The spankings might be with a traditional sorority paddle, or an over the lap hand or hairbrush affair. The enemas might be a one-on-one between a Big Sister and a Little Sister upstairs in a bedroom or the bathroom, or might be more shared with several Little Sisters being punished at a time in a basement meeting hall.

I am also convinced that after college many women who worked and shared an apartment would give each other enemas and sometimes spankings. One woman I wrote to often shared enemas with her room mate and if one failed to do a chore, etc. they would go across the hall where an older gentleman and his wife would administer a spanking. I found this almost impossible to believe, but after talking with her over several months I became convinced it was the truth. Things are so different today it is hard to believe the things that happened 50 or 75 years ago.

Nancy’s story reminds me of one of the funniest chat I ever had. It’s was on the now defunct EnemaRUs. When a chatter named Red Rover found that I was in a college sorority, he asked me if the girls douched or took enemas in front of each other. I laughed so heard I nearly peed my pants. I said. “Hell Red a few of the girls wouldn’t even shower in front of others.” The moderator pm’ed me and told me to tell him that we had Saturday Night Douche and Enema Parties.

I often though that the ideal job for Red was to be a maintenance man in a female dorm.

Would this not be considered hazing?

Uh, yeah...it's hazing.

Hazing still happens to this day, and not just in college fraternities and sororities - I think that it's kept quiet for the most part...

I do not condone hazing of any kind.

The things we do as consenting adults - when we consent - well that's one thing. Hazing is done without consent and it is just too easy for those doing the hazing to go from what they think of as innocent fun to degrading, demeaning and downright vicious and dangerous treatment of those being hazed.

Almost everyone who joins a sorority is of the age of consent, i.e. has achieved the age of 18-years. And with most initiation/hazing incidents the person has the right to leave at any time. With the only catch being they do not get into the sorority. To physically hold someone against their will and inflict a violation on their person (paddling/enemas) carries such a huge prison sentence I do not believe even the most stupid of sororities would engage in this. Social norms have changed greatly over the years, but sorority initiations involving enemas will always be fun and titillating reading for all of us on this site and we all vicariously place ourselves in the place of the "poor helpless pledge" getting the treatment from her "big sisters." (smile)

I don't know why Nancy's post is being scrutinized! That doesn't sound like anything that couldn't happen in a sorority house.

Get out, no way. Is that really

true? Seems a little harsh. I was at tri-delt and never saw anything like that.

???

Hazing is banned by all national sororities and fraternities.

As I stated before I was in a sorority in the 70's, enemas and paddling were not a part of pledge training or initiation. I did and saw the girls in the house on more than one occasion trade licks with paddles. It was called challenging. -- DD

I think it only fair that the brother frat house be allowed to adminster them :-)

I doubt that these were any of the more traditional soroties such as Kappas, Thetas, Tri Delts, Cho Omegas, etc.

She said it was real and the account of it was HOT!

Let it be.

My Greek did not even have a house. I am Phi Theta Kappa and all I got was a gold stole and a candle, a key pin and at graduation 2 gold cords draped down the front of me. Its a wonder some of these members didn't attend graduation with a red rubber hose over their shoulders.

I have heard of some sororities doing this. I have also heard of major hazing going on, so I would say this is a true story

Simmons College in Boston, with it's nursing school, I am told, was famous for this among the initiates of the nursing sororities. But not only that, in the 70's the college infirmary always administered an enema to nearly every girl that came in - some being prescribed return treatments the following days.

When I was in college in the mid seventies the cellar floor of my dorm was called The Ozone there was so much perverted stuff going on that even public enemas were considered letting off a little steam. BTW the dorm was coed and the cellar was the mixed floor. Now I see some of you doubting the first story and had always thought it was me that led a sheltered life so far.

Someone mentioned infirmaries at colleges. I had an experience with an unexpected visit to my women's college infirmary for help.

It started with a few dorm girls getting together and going out for a movie at a local theater. We had a bite of supper first and then went off to the theater. Well, I absolutely loved the buttered popcorn that the theaters sell. Each time I went I would buy the large "bucket" for myself which amazed some of the other girls. It was a Friday night and after the movie, we went to a local bar for a couple of drinks. This bar offered free pretzels, peanuts and popcorn with your drinks. Well, I always went for the popcorn,...couldn't get enough of it back then. We had a great time and laughed all the way back to the dorm.

Next day, one of my roomates had to leave campus for an overnight trip. Not having made any plans, my other roomate said there was another good movie playing at a different theater and we should go see it. Well, having no plans, I agreed and off we went to see another movie. Naturally, once the smell of that hot buttered popcorn hit my nostrils, yup, had to have that large bucket with butter again. [Today, I don't know how I ate such a quantitiy of popcorn!...but I was "hooked" on the stuff]. Again, we hit another bar after the movie and, you're right, more popcorn at the bar.

Normally I would go only to one movie on the weekend and although I ate a lot of popcorn, it was fine. However, by Sunday noon I was feeling miserable. I felt so full from all the popcorn (and the other meals I had eaten) I knew I needed to have a bowel movement. I felt a small urge to go and went into the bathrom in our dorm. I sat on the toilet and waited and waited. I even started pushing and straining but it did no good. I was plugged!

I had brought a small jar of suppositories to college with me, as every so often I would get constipated and my digestive system could not take laxatives. I would be so uncomfortable after taking a dose that I quit entirely. When the problem was a couple of feet at the end of your intestines, it made sense to treat it there. I returned to my room and was opening the jar of glycerine suppositories about to use a few on myself, when my roomate returned from the library. She saw me and said "what are you doing?" I explained my problem and she was very sympathetic to my situation. She told me that she also occasionally used suppositories as she too could not take a laxative. "Can I help you at all?" she said. "Well, I sometimes do have a problem getting them high enough" I said. "Look hon," she said, I've had the same problem myself. Take off your panties and lie down on your bed on your back, put your legs together and pull your knees back and up to your chest" (wow, this is different, I thought, usualy lie on my left side and draw one leg up, reach around and insert the little bullets into my butt and push it up as far as I could) She said this really exposed my anus and it was the best way to insure higher insertion. I felt a little self-conscious lying there with my whole anal/vaginal area wide open to her view, but she just laughed and said she had had to do this with a a couple of her other girlfriends before, and don't give it a thought.

So, she took three suppositories out, lubed up her finger with vaseline and inserted her finger into my anus to lube it up. Then she inserted the three little bullets and pushed them way up into my rectum with her finger (she was tall and had long fingers!) I mean she really pushed them waaay up! "Good, I think these will work just fine," she said as she withdrew her finger. They should really start to work right away now. I thanked her and she bent down and gave me a quick kiss. "I'm going into my bedroom," she said. "Let me know how things are going and if you need any help at all."

I did start to feel things become active in my colon and thought that I was on the way to complete relief. About twent-five minutes later, I got up and went to the bathroom as I really had the urge to go. Well, I did get some activity and I felt a little bit better, but then, things just stopped cold. I was still feeling "full" and sore. I went back to my room and i heard her yell out "Did everything come out OK?"..."are you all better now?"

NO!.. I blurted out, "I'm still blocked and I'm still sore;...I probably need more suppositories" She came flying out of her room and said "no way!"..you have already used three, and If those didn't work, then you need an ENEMA, she stated very sternly! Thinking about how much popcorn I had ingested and not getting full relief, I hated to admit she was probably was right. I then felt how I did as a little girl when mom gave me one;..I didn't like that thought at all! It had been many years since I last had an enema, but I felt so bad, I knew I had to have one soon. I did't have any equipment at school (it's really not what one would normally bring to a college dorm) to use, so the only choice was to go to the college infirmary and have the nurse give me one there.

My roomate walked with me over to the infirmary and it was about seven in the evening by then when we got there. I went to the desk and spoke to the woman receptionist. She asked what my problem was and I told her (embarassingly) I was really sick and constipated and I needed to have an enema! "OK dear, let me speak to the nurse on duty." She left, and in a few minutes, she returned and said, "come with me." We went down the hall to one of the treatment rooms. She said that it was Sunday and there was only one nurse on duty, but I could get an enema without any problem. "Take off your clothes and put on this hosptal gown." It was chilly in the room but at last, I was going to get relief from this pain and soreness in my abdomen. The next thing, I heard the door open and an IV pole with an enema bag, tubing, nozzle, etc. was being pushed into the room by a MALE nurse! Whoa! I thought, am I up for this?..a male stranger giving me an enema? This is not what I expected and if I wasn't hurting so much, I would have exited the room at breakneck speed. I couldn't believe it, I guessed he was only in his early thirties and was HOT!! He introduced himself and apologized that there wasn't a female nurse on duty and that if I didn't want him to administer the enema, I could come back the next morning. Well, looking at him, and knowing I could not wait, I said, "no, I'm OK with your doing the job." My mind was going crazy. The thought of ths "hunk" shoving a tube up my ass got me very aroused, despite my uncomfortable situation. He asked how I got this way and I told him the whole story;...I felt so embarrased, thinking to myself,..."what did you expect, after eating all that popcorn"?

He went ahead and lubed my anus and inserted the nozzle and let the water flow into my poor blocked intestines. I ended up running to the toilet where this huge expulsion of water and feces came blasting out from my rectum. On and on it went;...I was there for a good twenty to thirty minutes emptying out;....and I mean I did empty out completely! He gave me a second enema and it emptied out clear. I dressed and he walked out with me to the receptionist's desk. I introduced him to my roomate who decided to wait for me. Her eyes almost fell out of her head!

God, I felt sooo much better, and as my roomate and I discussed the "male nurse" situation she said to me as we walked back to our dorm. "HE gave you two enemas?..wow!...HOT!" She then said, "hmmm,...come to think of it, I've been a little constipated lately!" I then said, "we can fix that,...I know a way we can get you really constipated!....let's cook-up some of the bags of popcorn we have in our room when we get back!" She cracked up completely! Both of us couldn't get that image of the unexpected male nurse working in our infirmary at our college! I heard her remark, "you know, I wouldn't mind him giving ME an enema too,...I guess there really is a God after all"!

That's my one and only college experience with the infirmary!