I recently had an enema session that included humiliation, discipline and started out as a much needed enema session...This past weekend, I was feeling very out of sorts and knew I needed an enema or a series of them, so I asked my roomie if she would not mind helping me out with it as long as she was home and not busy... She readily agreed and I set about getting everything ready , including myself...I stripped to full nude and retrieved our enema bag from my dresser drawer and took it out to the kitchen , where she soon joined me, and as fate would have it--she had a friend drop by quite unexpectedly-- and my roomie told me to just go into my bedroom and wait for her ...I grabbed a towel from the bathroom, and headed to my room and laid it out on the bed...I heard them talking but not clearly, and appearantly my roomie told her friend what she was going to be doing, and her friend asked if she might stay and assist or even watch , so she agreed and came in to tell me we would be having company...Her friend popped her head into my room, and here I am totally naked, laying on my side on the bed, trying to get emotionally ready for what was about to take place, and she sees me like this, and here I am !! Embarrassed to say the least, but I just went with it ....So after the bag was filled, my roomie and her friend came into my room and her friend held the bulging full clear hospital type bag, while my roomie set about lubing me up to accept the nozzle ....Her friend said she did not mind at all and that she had assisted many times with giving her mom enemas before she left home, so she was not new to any of this...Well, as her friend held the bag for me, my roomie slid the nozzle all the way into me and asked me if I was ready to begin, and when I nodded my head , I hear that loud , audible clicking the clamp makes and I was off...I felt the surge of the hot soapy solution, and begged my roomie to slow down the flow just a little, and this was ignored completely !!!! Instead she told her friend to raise the bag a bit higher so the solution began to really race into me ....I had to remain like this until the bag had nearly half grained into me and the cramps began to take control of my every thought ....I was now moaning quite steadily and began to plead with them both to please slow down the flow or give me a small break ...I heard the clicking of the clamp, and was not aware of it , until I glanced over my shoulder and both my roomie and her friend had stripped down to their bras and panties , in fact, her friend was trying to get to full nude just as I saw her ....She said , " I want an enema next, if you girls do not mind, when we are done giving you yours , I really want an enema or enemas quite badly.." " This turns me on something wicked, and I love the feeling of the hot solution rushing into me and having someone else control how much I have to take and how long I have to hold it all in " ...I started to get extremely aroused at her words but was already on my way when they both began to fill my quivering bottom from the first click of the clamp....I was watching her heavy breasts heave up and down as she raised and then again lowered the bag, while my roomie again snapped open the clamp and allowed the solution to rocket wildly into me ...