It's all relative!

Time that is...

I have always thought it would be nice to to have lived in the 1920s and been a part of the enema movement in that time... *Sigh* Flappers and a burgeoning new exploration in the way people looked for gratification. must have been a blast. Many of my fantasies take place in another time, be it the distant past or the far future (robot enema, just kidding). Well I hope I'm not alone in this and here's to enemas in the year 3000 😄

I would have loved to have lived in that era as well. I could easily fantasize about taking off that tight petticoat to give you an enema. Just thinking about it is doing the trick.

I don't think I would be in a 'tight' or any kind of petticoat.

Caligula, you and I seem to be on the same wavelength. I just replied to your thread on vintage collecting and now this on fantasies. My mind lives in the past, specifically around the 20's to 40's when women wore beautiful lingerie and silk stockings. When mothers ruled the household with firm discipline and would resort to the rubber bag or bulb at the slightest hint of a fever. My fantasy is to be raised by a strict aunt in a large English country estate, doted over by a governess and a live-in nurse. Good health and proper diet would be at the forefront of my upbringing and frequently wet-nurses would be hired from the village to breast feed me, while the governess and the nurse were in attendance. Of course, enemas, suppositories and cod liver oil would play an important role in my fantasy. I can vividly see it all in my mind and it brings me great pleasure.

This is an interesting post and thread. Yes, it is truly relative.

I think it's tempting to romanticize about a by-gone era, and to focus on something you may long for today that was availalbe/more acceptable in the past. Considering that women only won the right to vote in the US in 1920, and it took over a half a century after that for us to even come close to being considered equal to men, I say "No thanks!" to the backward time machine. I suspect some minorities feel the same way. I'd rather have my life today than be the "little woman" at home ruling over the house with a cast iron frying pan and a wringer washing machine, giving enemas to a tribe of kids, waiting for the man of the house to come home and expect further servitude, and in a tight petticoat or girdle no less.

Arianna

PS - Please...I'm not trying to be disrepectful of other's fantasies/desires. I'm just expressing my personal reaction when considering this scenario.

Einlauf - The thing is I grew up in the English country estate, hunting, shooting and a fishing sort of stuff. No staff but still lots of rooms to explore. Shame was I knew nothing of the world of enemas back then and the thermometer kink had only just become part of my life by then but yes a world I'd liked to have known.

Arianna - I'm not the sort to take it hard if people's views are not the same as mine and your post did get me thinking 😃. It is true that it is a romantic view of the time and only a small amount of people of that time would have been lucky enough to have life I think of male or female. I myself am a child of the punk years and people still say 'Wow it must have been so cool to have been a part of' I remember the record unemployment and binman strike, not fun but we all gloss over the parts of the past we don't like very much. I'll make sure in my next daydream that emancipation came sooner to all 😄

Thanks both for your input as love to hear it all 😃

Caligula,

Thank you for not wailing on me for my response. Karma! I almost deleted it fearing that it may sound harsh. After all, this is a place for everyone to be free and open with their enema interests. I'm not an over-the-top feminist by any means. Your scenario sounded lovely- even dreamy, but then I started thinking about the reality of the times for women.

Cheers,

Arianna

PS - I used to travel to the UK for business and leisure quite frequently. Oddly, one of the most memorable places I visited was Dartmoor National Park - eerie and other-worldly.

Arianna, I certainly see your point of view and agree that women have deservedly come a long way in the last 80 years. However, if you were that aunt, or governess, or nurse in my fantasy, you'd be in the upper crust of society and would not be concerned about voting, equal pay or bra burning. You would be happy being in charge of the manor and you would be respected by all. The winds of change would not yet caress your being and you would want for naught. My fantasy only involves living in that little untouched world of English gentry in a plot of my own creation. The reality of poverty, misery and unfairness does not exist in my fantasy, else it would no longer be a dream, but actual history.

Dartmoor is great! Has that sort of 'Land that time forgot' feel to it but you'd not catch me out there after dark as get all to spooky. Happy you didn't delete 😃