Why we love enemas | 1950s, 1960s and 1970s how lo…

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For some it seems quick, for others like me it was 10 to 20 minutes? I thought originally my mother put me naked on the toilet JUST to see if I would have a BM, and save her the trouble, but later realized her mind was made up, when having a BM didn't change my fate. I realized she always made my first enema while I was in the bathroom and I had to watch, and she was using really hot water to dissolve the ivory bar soap until the water was pure white, by running the soap over and over in her hand, and splashing it in the sink. She was also letting it cool, to the temperature she wanted. She always gave and took herself, very hard to hold, crampy, very soapy enemas followed by a clear flush, and always ivory bar soap. Thoughts?

tarragon

I would be called to come to the bathroom, and the bag would be prepared and hanging. I would whine and protest, but within five minutes I would be naked and across her lap, with pipe inserted and warm enema going in. How I hated to get them then, and now a consuming fantasy.

Repetitious Old Bastard

Good topic, hasn't been replied to for some time.... as for me - recalling what it was like in the early 1950's. Don't think I ever realized I was in for an enema when I entered the bathroom trying to go in the morning. So, there I'd be sitting for a time when my mom would call out "any luck yet?". Oh, no - that's when I knew time was running out and I'd soon be getting an enema! Oh, what to do. If I tried to get up an leave, she say "Don't flush, I want to check!" There was no escaping my fate. I once went so far as to place allot of toilet paper in the pot trying to cover up what wasn't there. Of course that didn't fool my mom...

novnot01a

When I was under 6 I remember my mom always coming into the bathroom when I seemed to be struggling and offering a bum bulb. I never accepted though because I did not know how it would work since the troublesome turd was halfway out. I should have accepted and let her figure it out. I really liked her bum bulbs.

jekyll doctor

Time once you were in the bathroom? It was only the time my mother required to make up a sink full of soapy water and fill the enema bag with a cup. One she announced "I think you could use a good enema" it was a short walk with her to the bathroom, after she stopped at the linen closet to retrieve the bag.

Bag full, hung on the towel rack. Boy on his knees bent over the rim of the tub. Ponds cold cream applied to the nozzle and a swipe across the pucker. Then fingers spreading the butt cheeks, and in went the nozzle.