Enema quantities you were given?

Another topic: when you have been given enemas (child, adult submissive, etc.) What quantities of fluid have been used, especially if the enemas were “decreed for you,” not voluntary. I have discussed with this with several people on the site, & discovered that a full drugstore bag was given fairly young…

A related question is, “how did quantities increase as you got older?” Remember, this is not about you volunteering. This is about being dominated.

That depends on the situation and the needs. Starting with only 500 ml containing a lot of soap and perhaps glycerine - forced to hold it in. On the other end is a big enema with 1,5 to 2 liters -plain water- applied with a long retal tube inserted 30 to 40 cm.

Mom had a 2 qt red bag. When she thought one of us were not feeling well, she would suggest an enema. I was given them from about age 7 till age 13. It was always a full 2 qts. I think during the younger years, I would complain about being too full before the bag was empty and she would stop.

The enemas my siblings an I got started at age four or five at a pint, and went up in amount each year until age ten, when we were taking a full two quarts. The only exception was our RN grandmothers occasional 3H enemas starting the summer I turned nine. They started at two quarts and went up in amount as we got older. The summer I turned sixteen, I got my last 3H enema from my grandmother using her three quart pumpkin bag. Even though I’d been taking 2 ½ quart enemas at my girlfriends house when we swapped enemas with each other, that last 3H enema was really tough. I took a little less than the three quarts during the soapy enema and had to beg her to stop, because it really hurt. But the rinse enema was even tougher, because she filled her three quart pumpkin bag up to the brim an I took every drop and felt like I was going too pop. It would be many years before I took another there quart enema from my wife, after we’d been into enemas for a number of years.

All my childhood enemas were “decreed” as I had no say in what was done for health care. Also, my enemas were all given to me from mom’s Sojourn style latex folding douche bag. When younger those constipation treating clean outs were age/size appropriate. A cup to a pint of solution. By the time I was in school enemas for sickness were increased to about a quart, or half a bag full. It being semi-translucent, it was easy to determine how large my impending enema was to be. Volume increased as I aged to the point, during a major illness, I started getting a full bag of solution when it was time for my enema. I am certain this increase was due in part to being weakened by the virus and subsequently not eating much. Mom must have noticed how easy it was to give me my daily enema and decided to increase the volume after the first few enemas. It also helped that by this age I was enjoying the enemas and thus did not put up a fuss.

Until my colon was filled to capacity with soapy solution, beginning at an early age and continuing in the same way for years afterwards as I learned to take larger enemas to satisfy my care-giver. Very full, aching for permission to get onto the toilet was the ‘health’ program that was proscribed for me by my grandmother. .

Full 2 Qt bag! Was is voluntary you ask?

You were invited into the bathroom; as the door closed you saw hanging on a hook on the back of the doos was a rather omninous looking large red Enema Bag! Unceremoniously you where put over moms lap, had some vaseline applied followed by the Enema nozzle. THe next thing you heard, was that metal clip holding back the “warm soapy enema”. I'm full", "that's enough" etc.. Idont imagine it was any different for others. Have to admit I got to like them.

My Mom started with a pint when she first used the enema bag on me at 4 years of age and continued giving me a pint until I turned 7 when she increased it by a cup. Every 3 years she increased it by another cup so from 10-12 I was given a quart (4 cups), 5 cups from 13-15, 6 cups from 16-18, 7 cups from 19-21 and finally 8 cups (a full 2 quart bagful) at 22. She was following instructions from a Home Nursing book. Now in my 70's I have trouble holding a full bag and have cut the amount back to a quart and a half.

I'm not very young, but sometimes I fondly remember my grandmother's enemas ... with my mother's complicity.

It's true I had constipation problems and as a girl they gave me enemas of just under two liters ... hot. I had no say in the matter, I could postpone them for a few hours, but my "destiny" was sealed. If at that time I hated them, today I remember them with affection.

It must be nearly sixty years since that still memorable day when the school matron told me to pop along to her treatment room. I have absolutely no idea how much she gave me. All I know is that it was massively effective and started a life time of klysmophilia. Thank you Miss Norman.

These days it is my wonderful colon hydrotherapist who decides how many fills I require and how large each fill should be. She definitely calls the shots, but neither of us would say she dominates me.

My early enemas from mum were with bulb by age 5 mum used a can at age 8 started using bag mum sister was staff nurse so used there methods high hot hell lot soapy get rinces after

My first enemas were from a 4 oz bulb syringe. I am not sure how many I received at a time, but only a few I believe. At 5 the powers that be decided that the bulb enemas were were not sufficient for a thorough cleaning out and mom began to use the enema bag on me in the tub. The volume was noticeably larger to me from that first bag experience and onward. The bag was filled to capacity, but after the ordeal, I recall the half flat bag hanging from the towel bar. I guess the quantity from 5 on was a quart in the beginning, with increasing volume as I grew. 2 quarts was the norm at about 10 or 11. It was always “you need a little more”.

My childhood enemas were certainly not voluntary. I was simply told I was going to be getting an enema. While I often tried to talk my way out of it, I was never successful. My mom used an amber folding travel syringe which was translucent enough to clearly show the water level. The first enema I fully remember occured when I was about 6 years old. The 2-quart bag was about ⅔ full and was given with me on my left side in the bath tub. The bag was hung on the shower curtain rod. By age 12, I was getting about ¾ of the same bag. At age 14, I had my first full-bag, 2-quart enema. My dad prepared it but by that age I was allowed to administer it to myself.

When I was about 11 or 12 and badly constipated (probably hadn't pood in a week or more) I was given an 8 Oz bulb… and wen I didn't poo from that for probably 4 hours, I got my first given with a bag… a Rexall Roxbury fountain syringe filled with warm water and some Ivory bar soap. And, boy, that surely made me poo and poo.

The first and only enema I got when I was 9 was short. I mean the bag was totally full. I remember the finger going in my butt coated with vaseline. That wasn't bad. Then came the douche nozzle coated with vaseline. That wasn't bad either. The gush of water going in felt different and sort of good. Then the cramps hit. I took off on all fours. I went out the bathroom door that was not shut. It was like half open. The nozzle pulled out of my butt and whatever was in me came out also. Mom was yelling get back here. I didn't even look back. I jumped in bed with my sister and I was crying. She knew what had happened because she had been getting them for a few years. I have no clue how much went in me.

I remember when I caught my sister masturbating and she showed me. She would come back to our room after her bath and enema and we would masturbate together. I asked her about her enemas. She told me that she took the whole bag. I was amazed. She said you can too. You just have to try and get used to it. I said, "NOPE." LOL

I must have gotten them before, but started remembering them around 5-6 / kindergarten. I was feeling sick from a long car ride to which Mom said that she'd give me something to make me feel better once home. This turned out to be a 4 oz. child bulb enema. Basically a short tapered tip. I fought and cried on my first few soapy fillings, but then learned to enjoy Mom's over the lap enemas. Must have been around 8 when I graduated to the adult bulb / tip which seemed much larger. By that time, Mom didn't hide the bulb to be used, but sat there with a pitcher of warm Ivory waiting for me and climb over her lap. The bubbling, then sucking sounds, then the insertions got me hooked as well as hard when I stood up to use the toilet.

I started snooping when nobody was around and saw the 2 bulbs used on me, as well as a hot water bottle, hose, and a like tip used on me, plus a black curved one. ????? Got to find out around 10 when I walked in to see a full red bag hanging on the towel bar behind the toilet with Mom and nozzle in hand waiting for me. Ominous butterflies ???

I took half the soapy bag before complaing / leaking out, and allowed to go. Mom always checked my results and said I needed a rinse to get all the soap out. I took about ¾ of the bag. The wonderful feeling finally kicked in, despite a hard-on that I had no clue on.

Until about that time, all us kids got teased from others at school if we were sick for day's. “ Did you get an enema ”??? This happened more when a neighborhood boy / girl brought schoolwork home, as they got them too !

After learning that two boys and one girl got them too, we began playing doctor and nurse on each other. We couldn't yet figure out the “ arousal factor ” orgasms enemas played, but we had fun.

My early enemas were usually only a couple of squirts with the bulb, just enough to ease the passing of the poop if I waited too long before going. Even when I started giving them to myself, I was usually satisfied with a few bulbs. The main pleasure was the feeling of the nozzle sliding in, followed by the water filling my rectum. Those early enemas probably did not get much more than a pint or so. Even my first bag enema at ten years old was probably only a quart. It looked like half of the bag was still there when I said I couldn't take anymore. Reading about enemas in home health books told me a typical adult enema was two quarts and as a teenager it took me numerous tries to get a full bag into my skinny belly. Now, many years and many, many enemas later, I still do not often go beyond the two-quart bag. Big volume is just not my thing. I would much rather have several small enemas with different mixtures and/or positions than a really big one. Did the fact that large volumes were never forced onto me have anything to do with why I liked those enemas so much?

As a teen I was lovingly forced to take a 2qt bag. I was told that for the enema to work I needed to finish the entire bag. I was lovingly encouraged verbally and also given a gentle belly rub until the bag was empty. Today I still feel that I must take a minimum of 2qts. Not sure if the reader will understand this but I always have a feeling of accomplishment when I have taken 2 to 3 qts.

I do not remember the quantity of enemas before the age of six, but I do remember the bag looked huge and ominous hanging from the bathroom towel rack. At age six I had a medical situation which required soapsuds enemas twice daily - morning and before bed - and the treatment slip from the doctor's office said ‘two pints.’ WOW!

That half-bag tradition continued until age 12 when my mother's sisters told her that I was big enough and old enough to take a full bag. From then until my mother's last enemas to me at 17 were all a full 2-quart bag which you either finished or it was repeated.

My aunt, the RN, gave occasional enemas when we consigned to her care and my recollection was the bag always appeared more than half-full and felt like a lot more than my enemas at home. She believed in the saying, “good to the last drop!”

Those folks are all gone now with only a few surviving treatment slips as testament to the enemas I was prescribed.

I mentioned many times the enemas I got when I was young - made with Ivory flakes that were melted in a pot of water heated on the stove. These enemas were given with an adult bulb and were extremely strong!

My mom started giving me soapy enemas otk using a higginson syringe. I don't remember how soapy it was or how big the bowl was bu guess maybe it held a quart at most. It was soapy enough to make me poop pretty quickly. She eventually changed to a bag hanging from thevtowel bar… at first otk, then on the floor in front of thevtoilet. It was a small (children's size?) red red rubber bag with a bulbous black nozzle. I had that bag until I was in my 20s when the rubber cracked. It looked to be about half the size of a regular bag… so 1 qt I guess. No real change from the bowl and higginson. When I was about 10, mom switched to the adult bag and was I was given a buldging bag of soap water on c e or twice a week knee-chest on my bed. Since it was bulging, I'm guessing it was a whole 2 qts. I had to take all of it so it made me quite full with a bulging belly. I still have that bag but had to fix the hang tab with a metal grommet.

I remember graduating from a four ounce bulb syringe to a six ounce and then to an eight ounce as I grew up. I enjoyed my oldest sister inserting a douche nozzle into my anus and squeezing the Higgenson syringe as she filled me with warm soapy water with some glycerin added to it. She would tell me to squeeze my buttocks tightly and that made me feel the enema even more as it passed through my anus into my rectum and colon. By our teens, my sisters and I were given three to four liters of warm herbal enemas as the last enema in a series. These were given via a colon tube and slowly . I loved seeing their beautiful distended tummies stretching the panties as they headed to the toilet.

When I started getting the full bag at 10 had to tak it all out start. Over till I could. Remember a few times it took five bags till I took it all and held it for the 10-15 minutes that was required sore for days

Ax a child I received enemas on a regular basis probably every 2 weeks if my mom noticed my BM not normal I was getting an enema ….I remember at an early age not getting more then a couple of cups at a time I would cry and fuss I hated them at age 12 or 12 my enemas suddenly stopped I do remember being able to take a full 2qt at most .

After a few months of not getting an enema I started craving them so much I slowly started sneaking them on my own.

As I got older my needs became stronger and slowly started increasing the amount I would take having to stop and refill the enema bag I remember taking my first 2 bags which was 4qt the felling I had of such fullness..

As of now my most I have been given from my wife she thinks very close to 6qt she has filled me with

I remember from age 12 I think, I had to have a full bag of soapy enema. Sometimes two of them. Click on, click off as needed. I think Mom's bags were all two quarts but felt like four!!

Age almost 70½. Mom was an exceptional RN. She gave me extraordinarily few childhood enemas, which I vaguely recall. Always bag, probably 1-2 quarts.

First self-enema age 15, mom‘s amber rubber/latex bag, “bat” douche nozzle. One or two to test drive it (my rectum and colon) then 2 quarts for ~50 years until reading Zity. Now 4-5 quarts with holds long enough to reach orgasm or the commode, whichever is first. Usually 30-60 minutes. I loved them all.

Eric

As before school age I got enemas a week with a syringe. The sink was full of soapy water. She keep filling it up. I felt like it was putting in a gallon but was probably less than a quart. I usually went over her knees two or three times before she was done with me. When the bag started I got the whole 2 quarts. When around 18 she would fill it again and try to get the second bag in. aaahhhhhhh

My home enema history started at age 9-10. Mom always filled the 2 quart bag with warm water and Ivory soap. I wouldn't be leaving the bathroom until the bag was empty. I was encouraged to take as much as I could but if I couldn't empty the bag on the first filling the rest of the bag would be waiting for me after I finished on the toilet. Early on it took 2 or 3 tries to empty the bag. But within a year I was usually able to take it all in one filling.

I know for sure that the first two-qt enema I got was one I gave myself. I know this because my colon was sore from being so stretched out by it. It two a day to recover from it, and in no time I was doing it again; but was then able to do it no much soreness after it, if any, as I don't remember….

When a young kid from remembrance to about ‘ 9 - 10ish ‘ , my mom woud give me about a ’ ½ bag ’ volumn enema . She gradually invreased the volumn where all of my ‘ teen and beyond ’ enemas were of the ‘ full 2 quart ’ volumns . Mom indicated that as to the ‘ ½ bag ’ , and she was so toughtful here , that her ‘ end game ’ was a ‘ good enema induced bowel movement ’of which I had not been having which initited our ‘ enema time ’ activity . Then , mom always gave me a ‘ post-ss / ’ rinse enema ‘ to complete the procedure so the second enema was always ‘ value added ‘ as to the initial ’ half-bag ‘ infusion . From that long-ago time , I still ’ flat bag ‘ with the ’ 2 - quarter ‘ being my ’ max ‘ . ’ Works ' for me .