Enema accidents

I took a 2 qt last week the 1st time I had and empty house to do it. And after an hour I thought it was all out. I started to shave and get ready for bed when I went to pass gas and ended up with a mess all over the bathroom floor. I managed to get it all cleaned up before wife and kids got home. But it seems I missed a spot on the wall and my wife found. I just told her I spilt some soda.

I was using a double balloon nozzle with about 2.5 qt castile soap enema and toward the end, the connection between the double balloon and the bag parted company--this is a very bad deal, as soapy water drowns the bathroon floor from the bag and brown water floods the floor from me--what do you try and stop first??, answer--fix the connection as soon as possible, but still a good 30 minutes cleaning up.

LOL.....I have accidents all the time where the hose come off...or I spray myself with water...even a full open top syringe fell to the floor...man what a mess lol

I havent had anything as bad as you guys happen to me yet, but reading about the glycerin and epsom salts enemas you posted here,it wont be long!!!

I have accident when my Mom using punishment enema for me. She use M&M recipe and she forced me to hold it in 15 minutes, and I can't stand the cramps and lose control, it's really messy

Never had a proper enema, but have filled my pants by accident, trying to get to the toilet after using 3 suppositories

I was given my first enema age 11 in the hospital because I was to embarressed to use a bed pan and became constipated. After the enema the nurse sat me on the bed pan and I let go completeely. Then I was afraid I would fill up the bed pan fortunatly I didn't.

Joe53 I can relate to your experience. I recently bought a large silicone double balloon nozzle. It is really great but difficult to use by myself. One time i had taken just about all of the bag and having enough I decided to stand up and remove the nozzle. When I did the hose came off the nozzle and before i realized what had happened I found the nozzle draining along with the remaining contents of the bag. Not having four hands I let the bag drain I put a finger over the nozzle, deflated and removed it. Fortunately it was my third bag and in the bathroom so although still a mess to clean and disinfect it could have been worse.

About two weeks ago, I visited my Mistress for an enema session. She tried a new double balloon on me. She did not get it all the way in so the inner balloon literally opened my ass and the ridges allowed the water to drain. It didn't take long to feel the water flow down my ass. A lot of my session was spent cleaning. I hope to soon post pics of her inserting it.

You ALWAYS need to inflate the inner balloon until all the flutes are completely opened and the balloon is ROUND. An incompletely inflated balloon will do exactly what you described.

I am not sure if it was my Mistress' inexperience that caused the problem or perhaps the balloon was just large. It was her first time using her new one and only my second time using one. Probably all of the above led to me cleaning her floor.

Ah, unable to count the ways!

Murphy was an optimist and probably into enema in a big way!

I suppose it should be obvious, but with longer lenghts of tubing I have to be careful to not get any of the the lubricant on the connectors as on several occassins tubing segments have disconnected in the middle of a pleasure enema. It's obviously a problem, but it is compounded due the fact that both tubes are now flowing, and I have to immediatly hop up and attend to it. I now tape the connectors just in case.

I used to play poker with a group of people every saturday night. One night, one of the women told us about having the hanging hole on her douche bag break, while douching in the tub, allowing the bag to fall and splatter water everywhere. Since she was douching prior to going shopping she had to get clothes on, go down to the corner drug store and buy another douche bag, come back, get undressed, prepare another douche and take that douche before she could go and do her shopping.

I was trying an enema while fixed onto a gravity inversion table in the front or living room with carpet on the floor. I managed to turn the darn thing over on its side with about 3 pounds of solution sloshing in my belly. Made a huge mess and narrowly got it all cleaned up before i got caught fucking around like a school kid at 60 years old.

Here is a thread that is similar to a couple of others on this same topic. One is also entitled "Enema Accidents" and the other is "Enemas Gone Wrong". In a lifetime of enema indulgences, it isn't hard to imagine a variety of ways in which an enema can result in those calamities which tax our abilities to enjoy or share one of our favorite pastimes.

I suppose that an extensive list of "contingencies" could be created in order to save others from some real messes. Learning by trial and error goes way back to my childhood when I experienced the first, and worst, calamity as a 6 year old novice.

I have had several of the thin latex open top "folding " syringes have the metal grommet tear out while filled with water. It always ended in a wet mess on the bed, bath or wherever I was taking the enema. I just don't use open top bags anymore for that reason. I also have had the hose pull of the bag a few times and the nozzle slip out of the end of the hose. That is the worst because water is leaking both from the bag at a high flow rate and from the nozzle at a slightly slower rate, but the nozzle water is coming out of your rectum with all of the mess!

I’ve had all kinds of enema accidents over the years, from bags falling down, ripping, or nozzles coming off the hose and really causing a mess. I’ve been wet from head to toe, not to mention the wet bed sheets, comforter and wood floors. Most of these happened with open top bags. And lest I forget, the enema water trailing behind me, running to the john…..So yes, I’ve had my share of enema accidents!

Was it worth all of that mess? Absolutely!

Interesting Response!!!

I think that we have all had accidents with equipment and also our control. I primarily stick to a bathroom setting because or the latter. I've had the hook break, the fixture on which the hook was fastened fail, bag spring a leak, the tube breaks come loose from the bag and a whole host of other failures.

Either you are jinxed or you have a lot of enema PLAY!

Your enema play is like my golf play FULL OD ACCIDENTS!

I always enjoy your posts.

Either you are jinxed or you have a lot of enema PLAY!

Your enema play is like my golf play FULL OD ACCIDENTS!

I always enjoy your posts.

Thank you for your kind words.

Just this morning. Finished my enema and gripped the hose to pull out the nozzle and the hose slipped off the end of the nozzle. Fortunately, I was laying on a towel so the leakage was minimal. Clipped off about an inch off the end of the hose and the nozzle fit tight again. Need to remember every 6 months or so to clip a little off the end of the hose to keep the grip tight.

I had a cheap combo bag burst at a seam when I over filled it using the siphon method trying to get a little extra water in it. It didn't burst until I was hanging it! Mattress was water resistant but still a major cleanup!

Open-top bag fell off the hook and flooded the room. We from then on only used closed-top.

Most of us who have given ourselves or others frequent enemas have experienced a spilled pitcher, or bag, or torn out hanging hole. If it was plain water or soapy water it is inconvenient to clean up, but not the end of the world. I have had two incidents that I will never forget.

When my sister and I were teenagers, and we were home alone, and the weather was bad, we would give ourselves an enema just because we were bored. One night my sister said she heard from a friend that if you put wine in an enema you get high but nobody can smell the alcohol on your breath. Lets try it! She poured a bottle of wine into our bag and filled it with warm water. She took about half and I took the rest. After a while she let hers out but when I sat on the toilet, I just got a few dribbles before we heard mom & dad come home much earlier than we expected. I went to my room feeling a light buzz but soon I felt my stomach churning and the urge to expel came on strong. I ran to the bathroom with the wine enema running down my legs all the way, and slammed the door in my rush. Mom came to find out what the commotion was and freaked out seeing red splashed all over the floor, my legs, and the toilet. It looked like blood! Stupid kids, didn’t know to use white wine, not red. She freaked out, yelling about calling the doctor so I had to tell her it was wine, not blood. Once she realized I was not dying, and what we did, she really was pissed. We were both grounded for what seemed like forever.

The second was less traumatic but still messy. I was a middle-aged adult enjoying a coffee enema. I used a nozzle shaped like a butt plug which would not fall out in its own and it gave me something to clench on when resisting an early urge to expel. I had a nice corner of the bedroom where I could hang the bag and I would lay on an old dark colored towel on the bedroom carpet. Quite comfy. So when the next round of urges came I decided it was time to expel. I am carrying the now empty bag, nozzle still firmly in my butt, walking to the bathroom when the hose comes off of the nozzle. Now the shitty coffee is shooting out of the nozzle, unrestricted, all over my beige bedroom carpet until I figured out what was happening and put my finger over the nozzle fitting. After emptying what was left in my gut, I started cleaning up with a spray carpet cleaner, which only got some of it. The next day I had to call in a carpet cleaning company to steam clean it to get the coffee stains out. Lesson learned – double check everything, and be careful where you do coffee.

Interesting that this thread hadn’t been replied to since 2011 and then it came alive again. Just yesterday, my wife had drained most of a 3 qt bag into me and the hose came off the nozzle. She was scrambling to get it back on there as there was still a little in the bag for my pleasure. Of course we have had other instances of spillage and what not. For instance, we hang the bag on an IV stand beside the bed and the hose lays on the bed while the bag is being filled. I was pouring water into the bag from a pitcher one time and didn’t realize I hadn’t shut the clamp. Water was spraying out all over the place. Fun times!!!

Ok- finally got our own place in college. Finally got our own credit card. First online purchase? Big red gallon bag from Klystra, long-ass colon tubes, and a single b*****x nozzle. Shipment came from Hawaii and took forever. We finally got the enema goodies right before school started, leaving us the day before classes began to have an enema free for all. While we were not newbs to such play in any way despite being young, we never had access to anything other than drugstore bags and bulbs. Inflatables, high volume bags, and colon tubes were the stuff of magazines and enema porn, not commonplace for mere mortals. We thought 4 quarts and long tubes would be easy peasy...

First problem was the inflatable was the 750cc single balloon nozzle. It was too big at the time, and might still be too big for our behinds. Back then, we were tight holed and barely out of high school, and 250cc would have been plenty big. I have since graduated to the 500cc double balloon style while my lady is still at the 250cc comfort zone. But back then, we just struggled with the 750. It was so long that it bottomed out going in and hurt. Inflating didn't help. It was just too much empty and a nightmare inflated. That was a lot of money back then for that piece, and even more for broke college kids. It was a real bummer. We moved on to the colon tubes. We had better luck there, but never go any of them all the way in, nor could we take the full 4 quarts despite many attempts. By the third enema, the tubes were getting the water way up there, but it wouldn't all come out, so the next round of enemas gave us full feeling without any volume because there was still so much water up there waiting to make an appearance at the worst possible time. The whole day was a shit show, even more so when things progressed.

Next, we tried the included klystra nozzle set, this was more our style during that era and we had a few decent enemas, but nobody was really getting off because it was one folly after another as we pushed limits when small experimentations would have been more prudent. Finally, we gave up decided to just have vanilla sex, but I wasn't really feeling horny after all that play and no real satisfaction. I was defeated. The compromise was my lady would ride my throbbing cock whilst ass fucking me with the longest of the kylstra nozzles. Anyone that has seen the set in question knows there are various sizes of flared nozzles, and then one long nozzle with a penis head. Similar to the pink and green flexi barium nozzles seen everywhere, but just hard black plastic. We are finally having some good sexy time, and the nurse was working the nozzle (with not hose attached) against my prostate with a bit more gusto than expected. Just as the moment was building to a much needed release, the nurse starts yelling, "you're leaking!".

The enema water stuck way up there from the colon tubes was working it's way down and the impromptu nozzle buggering started getting the bowels moving again, triggering a deluge of muddy water rushing out the nozzle's other end as there was no tube attached. The mess spewing forth had started long before we were aware, and by the time we figured out what had occurred, it was literally a shit show. Instead of that elusive orgasm, we spent the last day of our summer vacation in the local laundromat cleaning our sheets and comforter. We've come a long way since then thanks to learning experiences like that one. Literally, I don't think we ever shit the bed (metaphorically and literally) after that bungle taught us so much.

I had a clear bag with a clear plastic hose which I think was manufactured by Fleet. I enjoyed the bag, could insert a good part of the hose. I had the bag hanging from a coat hanger and for whatever reason the bag split in half, water everywhere except in me.

I’ve recently realized that at my age I can no longer enjoy a couple shots of whiskey before an enema. It relaxes me just enough that when I’m ready to climb off the bathroom floor to expel I become a chocolate fountain and can’t shut it off. Big mess. Big cleanup. Not relaxing. No tub. Only small walk-in shower.