Favorite punishment enema

Yes and Yes. One special enema that comes to mind was administered by an old enemate. We were out visiting her friends ( that were also into the lifestyle)and I was quiet that day. She was doing all the talking anyway. She was just looking for an excuse to punish me. We got back to her place when she voiced her displeasure with my conduct. She told me to get ready for my punishment. She had me stand in the corner for about an hour. As I was standing there, I heard the door bell ring and she answered the door. I heard some people walk in but said nothing. I was not allowed to turn around to see who it was. Then she came into the living room and placed an armless chair from the kitchen in the middle of the room. She called me from the corner and as I turned around I saw two of her friends sitting on the couch and Patty sitting in the armless chair. I turned beat red as she called me to stand in front of her with my hands on the top of my head. Patty said that if her friends witnessed my disrespect they can witness my punishment. With that, she unbuckled my pants and as they fell to the floor she tugged on my underwear and pulled them down to my knees. Assume the position. I laid across her knees for about a minute as she talked to her friends. Then without warning, she raised her open hand and laid down about thirty hard spanks on my white buttocks quickly turning them a bright red. Patty then said that her friends can take a turn at spanking me. Patty got up from the chair and then Pam sat down and I went across her lap for a hard spanking. After that Leona took her turn. I must have gotten about ninety spanks from the three of them before they were finished. All the time I was getting spanked from her friends, Patty disappeared into the bathroom. As I was laying across Leona's lap, patty came into the living room carrying her red open top four quart bulging enema bag in one hand, the hose over her shoulder and a towel and tube of K-Y jelly. I turned redder then the enema bag and my well spanked buttocks. Ladies, if you could be as kind as to help me give Jimmy his punishment enema! They all smiled and said sure. Pam then got up off the couch and Patty laid out the towel on the couch and I was escorted over and forced to lay face down on the couch. My legs hanging off the end. Patty then gave the bag to Leona and she lubed the nozzle nice and slow. Pam then parted my very spanked buttocks as Patty slid the nozzle in deep. Pam, would you like the honors and start his enema? Oh Yes and in an instant, I heard the snap of the pinch clamp and the hot soapy water start to invade me. Raise the bag higher Leona, I want to see him squirm some more. Pam was a tall lady to begin with so her reach was HIGH. I cramped up very fast, begging her to lower the bag!. No No, KEEP IT HIGH!!! said Patty. After what seemed an eternity, I heard the "kiss" sound indicating that the bag was empty. I was made to hold it for a full five minuted before I was allowed to release. Patty then removed the nozzle from me and I ran to the bathroom to expell. As I made the dash, I heard all three ladies laugh loudly as I ran past them. That was my most memorable punishment enema i had.

After mommy strips me down naked, she puts a ball gag on my mouth and cuffs my hands behind my back. Next a pull up is placed around my ankles but not pulled up. She bends me over the edge of the bed and gives me 2 fleet bottles. One is filled with fleet and the other pure glycerin. After waiting about 3 minutes she spanks me with her favorite punishment belt. It's black leather studded with three rows of metal squares that have a short point in the center. Each spank is delivered with force. Following each spanking daddy squeezes each cheek with his left hand, his right hand is holding my back firmly down on the bed. After the second spank I am crying. By the third spanking I am bawling my eyes out. I usually receive ten spankings total. After they are done I receive an inflatable buttplug and have to stay bent over the bed for 10 minutes. After the 10 minutes is up, the plug is removed, the pullup is put in place, and I stand with my nose in the corner for 10 minutes. I fight the enema as best as i can but after 3 minutes at best, I start filling my diaper. When the 10 minutes are up, the gag and cuffs are removed. Mommy and daddy put me on a towel on the changing table(bed). I receive a pacifier in my mouth as daddy changes me and gives me a three bulbfuls of cool water. His actions make me cry as I'm still hurting from my punishment. I am rediapered and plasticpants are put on me. I am put over mommy's lap to be breastfed she tells me how they're so proud of me for taking my punishment like a big boy. As my stomach is filled with her sweet milk my diaper is slowly filled with the enema. I am exhausted from the punishment and usually fall asleep while suckling. I wake up still in mommy's lap sometimes she is asleep. After i awake I am cleaned up and rediapered. The pain is now a dull pain. I spend the rest of the day in a diaper and t-shirt.

Punishment enemas should be administered to the woman positioned on the edge of the bed, in the frog-leg position, looking directly at the enema and at the person giving her the enema. The enema should be very very warm - to hot, and the three quart bag should be suspended directly in front of her so that she has to concentrate her attention on the full bag for 15-20 minutes, after she has been inserted and prior to the enema being given to her.

Vicks or Epsom salt, were fav to give

As a kid you were far from having erotic feelings. For me, when the announcement was made, the initial focus was fear, which was replaced by excitement, anger, resistance, and resentment.

Nevertheless, from today's perspective, I would like to receive moms punishment enemas again; unfortunately that's an illusion...

It wasn't exactly punishment but they felt like it. The potato starch enemas which were administered every morning for several weeks as medicine after I got chronic diarrhea from too many antibiotics were enemas which I hated and then loved. I would get up and have a loose or very soft stool. Mom would meanwhile go to the kitchen and prepare my enema. The first time I got it I didn't protest because I thought I would expel it as I did my other enemas but mom didn't allow me to do it. I was allowed to get up eat breakfast and walk around and I could feel the warm thick liquid in my rectum. I wanted to expel it. It was injected by a white bulb syringe with a short nozzle. It was well lubricated with Vaseline and I couldn't prevent it from sliding into my anus. Then the bulb was slowly squeezed and I felt the warm thick liquid flowing through my anus and into my rectum. Then the nozzle was withdrawn and the bulb refilled to continue filling me. Try as I could I was unable to prevent the nozzle from entering my sensitive hole and delivering into my rectum the enema which I would feel as I sat or walked but was not allowed to expel.. I felt violated each time the nozzle was inserted and yet I started to have erections caused by the hated enemas. The tip of the nozzle touched a wonderfully sensitive spot inside my anus and the insertion felt good also. While I had previously received enemas for constipation or colds or other reasons, they didn't impress me as the daily emollient enemas did. Maybe because I was allowed to expel them soon if not right away. I later started giving myself enemas and enjoyed even more when my sister gave them to me.

No, but when we were kids it always seemed like a punishment, now I would like to suffer it every day.

I don’t remember ever getting a punishment enema, but one of my enemates gets them every time we are together.

She loves enemas and spankings so I’m not sure she considers them as punishment.

I mix up a full three quart enema bucket with a fat butt plug shaped nozzle and place it beside my spanking chair.

After she’s stripped naked, she lies across my lap and I spread her soft cheeks, inspecting her anus and her pouty labia.

I insert a glass rectal thermometer and check her temp. Following that I insert three or four suppositories, pushing them as deep as I can and hold my finger in her rectum for several minutes and tell her that this enema will be the first of several and each will be preceded by a spanking on her bare butt.

As I remove my finger, I insert the fat nozzle so she has something to grip with her sphincter muscles as I proceed to turn her butt blood red with my hand an a long-handled wooden spoon.

She takes her spanking in silence. I pause once to open the hose clamp before returning to hand spanking.

Pleased at the redness of her ass cheeks, I conclude the spanking and reach for my phone’s camera where I record her red butt flaps and the hose disappearing between them.

I’m careful to keep her legs spread so my camera can see the wetness on her labia that’s usually stringing down on the floor.

With the can empty, I leave the nozzle inside her rectum a good 10 minutes. When I do extract it, I refill her rectum with my finger because her tight muscles have a unique pressure on my finger.

Finally, I remove my finger and let her go sit on the toilet.

We repeat that again with another bucket of soapy water and then a rinse bucket. She poses nekkid for more sexy photos before our session is complete.

She has some bruises on her butt and tells me she will relive her enemas every time she sits for a week.

Very erotic. fave was M&M. it really built up the urge to expel but the balloon prevented it and when it did happen, the scent of molasses was a pleasant surprise and a nice reward for all that punishment.

Never had one and don't plan to.

Iv never had one before but definitely would like to try it at least once

We never got punishment enemas per se but whenever we got a spanking, we usually got an enema afterwards. Grandma started offering us an enema after spanking us early on because she realized we liked getting enemas. So, once she had spanked us, she offered us an enema which we were free to refuse or accept to help calm down. As a rule, my siblings and I always accepted the offer of an enema afterwards.

Once grandma started it mom quickly followed suit but with one difference. Mom didn’t offer us an enema afterwards; she gave us an enema whether we wanted one or not.

Once grandma taught her two younger daughters to take care of us as preteens and gave them the responsibility of doing our evening bath including enemas and the occasional spanking. Like mom, whenever they spanked us, they gave us an enema afterwards wanted or not. There was one difference however between mom and her two younger sisters. Mom hated getting an enema but her two sisters didn’t. Those two girls like enemas as much as we did. The funny thing was, they realized we knew they enjoyed enemas as much as we did. So, whenever they had the opportunity to give us enemas, they did. Even going so far as making excuses to do so. I guess, some people would call them punishment enemas, but they were anything but. The enemas we received after being spanked were to help us clam down, not as punishment. And speaking for myself, they did just that. They definitely helped claimed me down after getting a spanking by taking my mind off my sore butt. The only downside was sitting on the toilet once the enema was finished with a sore bare bottom.

Nothing beats Milk and Molasses for me for punishment. And it's a real punishment, not a "funishment". Other harsh ones can be cayenne, garlic, ginger, ice-cold water. Depends on the mood.

Nothing beats Milk and Molasses for me for punishment. And it's a real punishment, not a "funishment". Other harsh ones can be cayenne, garlic, ginger, ice-cold water. Depends on the mood.

Please do it in a safe way, and use your normal given Intellect !!

And also think about it, that all " unnormal " solutions can be very dangerous for your health !!

Play safe and enjoy all of these " punishment enemas " !!

NONE!!! I do them for relaxation and pleasure. 😜😉

Since I was a child I like them.😃😭🍐🥰♨️💦❤️❤️

Milk & molasses was my mom's choice. She hung the can very high do it all ran in in seconds.

I didn't like them at all.