Bulb, Can, Bag, Funnel, Higgy etc. Which is your bag?

What are your impressions of the different kinds of enema administration devices and which one do you like the best and why. Also what other kind of enema administration devices are there and your experiences with them.

As a child I was given enemas with a shiny red bulb syringe with a black nozzle. I remember being over my mothers lap with a bowl of soapy water on a chair next to her. The nozzle was lubricated with cold cream. (To this day I fine the smell of cold cream exciting, add the smell of ivory soap and cold cream and I might loose it.) I remember the sound of the air being squeeze out of bulb, a whistling, gurgling sound if the bulb was squeezed in the air or it bubling if it was squeezes in the enema water bowl. There would be multiple squeezes trying to get the bulb fill with water and no air. Even as a little kid I remember the excitement of waiting for the bulb to be full so the nozzle would be stuck in my asshole. The first bulb of the enema you could feel the cold cream on the nozzle. It was slightly irritating to your asshole. The first few bulbs were OK but nothing special unless my mother didn't get all the air out of the bulb. I liked the feeling of the air gurgling in. I was always encouraged to hold it in as the nozzle was withdrawn and try not to let it squirt. After a few bulbs the water would have some pressure behind it and I had to really squeeze my asshole tight, which was interesting as the nozzle for the next bulb of enema water was inserted. I always liked it if my mother decided to lubricate the nozzle but never ask her to. At some point everybody would be wondering how many bulbs of soapy water were going to be in this enema. The enema bulb only held about 3 ounces so there could quite a few bulbs. (I sometimes wonder why my mother never got a bigger bulb.) Even though the bulb was small each squeeze of the bulb made a pleasurable wave of pressure. Sometimes I would be having a strong urge to evacuate and my mother would stick the nozzle in but would not squeeze it till the urge passed. I think she could feel the pressure in the bulb as she started to squeeze it. After she had to wait to squeeze the water in a few times it usually meant there was going to be one more bulb full. This bulb, the nozzle was inserted but the bulb was not squeezed for a couple of minutes. After I had had a few strong urges to go, during a lull, the bulb would be squeezed and the enema was over. Some times my grandmother would be there and my mother would ask her if she thought I had had enough. Most of the time my grandmother thought I should have more. Once or twice my grandmother would be babysitting and she would give me an enema. She didn't use cold cream, she would rub the nozzle on the wet bar of soap. She would do this before every insertion of the nozzle. When she thought I had enough water in me she would stick her soapy finger in my ass. I guess she could feel when the urge was really strong and the enema was having the desired effect and it was time to go. Your asshole really burned when my grandmother gave the enema and it itch afterwards. I think she also used more soap in the water. She would leave the bar of soap floating in the bowl during the enema.

When I was four years old the enema bulb was left out on the sink after my sister had gotten an enema. At some point is went into the bathroom and tried to give myself an enema. There was a metal bucket under the sink and I turned it over, pulled down my pants and leaned over the bucket. I guess my mother heard the noise and came into the bathroom. I don't really remember what happened but I don't think there was any enema action and I don't think I got in trouble.

I think the enemas, when I was a young child were meant to be part of toilet training. I do remember allot of, "Good Boy, Good Boy". Almost to when you train a dog.

I enjoy bulb enemas, all the inserting and pulses of pressure. It is labor intensive for the person giving the enema but you feel like you are being attend to. They are not as much fun to give to yourself and the giver hands are too busy to do much else.

This post is getting kind of long so I will post later about the other kinds of enemas.

As a kid I spent a lot of time at my grandmother's house. She had white enema can, with a yellow latex hose. a black child's enema nozzle and a shutoff clamp with a flip back and forth handle. The can had a chip of porcelain missing on the bottom edge. The enema can hung on the back of the bathroom door and made noise every time you opened or shut the door, to remind you it was there. As a little kid I remember being able to just see over the edge of the sink to see the enema can being filled under the faucet I think it was being filled for me. I don't remember those enemas but I think my grandmother thought they were for toilet training. When I was a little older I would get my enemas kneeling on my hands and knees, on a towel in the bathtub. The enema can would be on the sink during the enema. They were Ivory soap enemas and my grandmother would leave the bar of soap floating in the can during the enema. She lubricated the nozzle with soap. They were really soapy enemas, hard to take and hold and I don't every remember getting a plain water rinse enema after the soap enema. Your asshole would itch after the enema. When the can was about empty she would pick up the can and hold it up so the last of the enema would drain out. I remember the sound of the hose sucking the can empty. Because the nozzle was child size she had to hold it in the whole time. All the moving the can around, at the end of the enema really wiggled the nozzle on your ass. I always enjoyed that part. She would them pull out the nozzle and stick her soapy finger in my asshole to help me hold the enema in and to judge when I had help it long enough. Those enemas were really hard to hold in and god help me if my grandmother was not happy with the result of the enema. I would get a second enema, just as soapy as the first. They were torture to hold in. It was a good thing I was in the bathtub because there was some leakage during a second enema. I don't think I ever got a third enema. I remember the toilet actually having soap bubbles in it from the enema I let out. It would also kind of burn when I pissed after the enema.

One winter day, when I was 12, I was playing outside and had an attack of diarrhea. I remember running in the house, throwing coats, hats, gloves, etc everywhere and running for the bathroom, trying to get my snow pants down. I just made it to the toilet as my ass exploded. It was then that I noticed my grandmother sitting in the bathtub, with no pants on. The enema hose was running from the bathtub up into the sink. The enema can was under the faucet and the faucet had a slow stream of water coming out of it into the can. I didn't know what to do. There was no way I thought I could leave that toilet anytime soon. I was bending over with cramps and my grandmother was just sitting there probably with an enema running into her. I think we were both in shock and the only thing moving was my bowels. My face went from rosy cheek cold to hot red embarrassed. After the wave of cramps subsided I started babbling something like, "I'm sorry I'm sorry". I kept my head down and didn't look over her way. She finally regained her wits enough to ask me for the towel on the towel rack next to me and asked me to turn the water faucet off. In my panic I turned the faucet on more at first and then managed to turn it off just as my ass exploded again I was again bent over with cramps when I heard the enema can suck empty. I have always wondered if she forgot the enema was still running into her and forgot to turn it off or if she finished the can on purpose. As I sat there in pain, bent over trying not to look, she got up out of the tub and left the room. A few minutes later she came back and asked to use the toilet. For the next half hour we took turns on the toilet. We were not in the the bathroom at the same time and we used a lot of toilet paper and that was one smelly bathroom. Once we were both empty my ass was still really spastic and I just wanted to sit on the toilet. My grandmother call through the door and said an enema would probably make me feel better. I could not imagine being able to hold in a soap enema at that point and told her so. She said it would be a soothing enema with no soap.I was not sure, I don't thing I had ever had an enema without soap. She insisted and about a half an hour later I was kneeling in the bathtub with her holding the nozzle in sore asshole getting a saltwater enema. It was a day of many firsts. I had kind of seen my grandmother taking an enema, first time I ever played musical toilets with somebody and I was getting an enema with a nozzle and asshole lubricated with vaseline, that easy to take and didn't give me cramps and make me think I was going to loose it any second. I normally got her enemas on my hands and knees but this time I felt weak, from the diarrhea, so I was in the knee chest position, as I learned it was called a few years later. Her enema can was small and probably only help a little more that a quart. During the enema I heard her turn the water faucet on. The enema got a little cold them even warmer than before. With her playing with the faucet she was wiggling the nozzle around in my asshole and I noticed my dick starting to get hard another first during an enema. I hoped my grandmother wouldn't notice. It felt like my asshole was sucking the water in. It was the first time she had given me more than one can of water in one enema. She asked me how I was doing and how much water I wanted. That was the first time I had had a say in how much enema I got. I was not sure. Up by my stomach felt very full but there was very little pressure by my asshole. Soon the pressure by my stomach was starting to hurt so I asked her to stop. To my surprise she stopped the enema pulled out the nozzle and let me sit on the toilet without her sticking her finger in my asshole and making me hold the enema. The next surprise was that the water came out as one continuous warm stream, with no cramps or my asshole not stinging as the water came out.

I felt weak and nauseous the next day. My grandmother suggested another saltwater enema. The idea sounded okay to me. I was feeling really weak so I got this enema laying on my back in the tub. This enema felt different that the soapsuds enemas also. There was pressure by my asshole, not the feeling that my asshole was sucking the enema in but there were only very mild cramps. Once again the enema can was under the running faucet during the enema. My grandmother said I took a lot of water. When I stood up, to go to the toilet, we both noticed my belly was larger that normal. The only bad thing was that my dick got hard again and I had no way to hide it from my grandmother. She gave me a towel and said it was okay and that my grandfather got hard when she gave him an enema. Up until them I had only thought of her giving enemas to us kids.

We moved away that next summer so that was the end of enemas from my grandmother. I do not own an enema can. I would have liked to gotten her enema can when she passed away but I think my aunt threw it out. I think she had also gotten soapy enemas from that can and was happy to see it in the garbage. It was probably that can that got me addicted to enemas.

I have been enema-ed with all the devices listed except the funnel. I probably was started with a bulb when I resisted potty training a couple times and got constipated.

Starting at age 4 it was an enema can with chips in the enamel like Fred described and mostly a bag in adulthood. But they all work!!!

I think funnel enemas a great for BDSM. When I get the chance I will post about it.

The two (infrequently-used( enema appliances I own are both bulbs.

I got my enemas from a white Jones enema can, red rubber tubing, and black enema nozzle and filled to the brim with very warm Ivory soapsuds. I still have and use this equipment.

All the enemas given to me in a childrens hospital were by funnel and colon tube.They gave me those enemas for surgery prep,not having a BM for three days and I was given many enemas by new nurse trainees just for practiceThis went on for about twelve years.

Today,I still enjoy the funnel/tube system especialy when my wife gets involved. Let the good times FLOW.w/m73yrs/Western Ma

I have had everything but a funnel.

I would love to try the funnel as part of a forced scene!

I have used as well as give enemas with a lot of differant equipment, haven't had a funnel enema yet and will try it sooner or later.

I don't know if I hve tried everything yet becuase I think the I have used everything then something new comes along and I want to try it 😉

Often times, I'll do a bulb while I'm in the shower, if I'm in a hurry, holding until I'm done with the shower. If I have more time I prefer a 3 qt bag, hung about 3 feet above the bed on my IV pole, warm water with about 8 drops of peppermint essential oil. Nice tingly feeling when done!

Funnel is the only way to administer a coffee grounds enema

Fred,

You write:

The enema bulb only held about 3 ounces so there could quite a few bulbs. (I sometimes wonder why my mother never got a bigger bulb.)

That's just great! That's why she had to insert it so many times 😉 which is just what I was looking for. The 1935 model red rubber bulb syringe is the instrument par excellence forever. Call it nostalgia but bulbs are the only ones I use and the lovely ladies adore it. And when they are on the other end of the bulb that's just the way I want it. 😜

I have a bag with a Duse end. It go's in slow, and very nice.

My enema interests started at about age 6 in the early 1950s when I was hospitalized with a ruptured appendix. My memory of that experience is very hazy, but I vaguely remember being given strong soapsuds enemas with a white irrigator can and also with a white funnel and long colon tube. The solution was slowly poured into the funnel from a white hospital type pitcher. I also vaguely remember that turpentine was sometimes added to the soapsuds. I'm not sure why this was done (wouldn't think of doing this now as it sounds very dangerous). Perhaps some of the members here could explain why this was used?

At any rate, I survived this experience and left the hospital with a strange desire to receive more soapsuds enemas, especially if the procedure closely duplicated a hospital setting. That is, in a strict manner, from a nurse dressed in a white uniform and cap, using an irrigator can or funnel with a strong soapsuds solution, who encouraged a lengthy retention period.

While recovering at home I received many soapsuds enemas from a red bulb syringe with a black nozzle and a Rexall Victoria fountain syringe also equipped with a black nozzle. The soap of choice for my home enemas was good old Ivory. I'm not sure what type of soap was used during my hospital stay, but I do remember that the enemas there were very strong. Maybe some of the old time members here could enlighten me on what type of soap this could have been?

These early experiences led me on a life long search to duplicate my early experiences. I was very fortunate to marry a fine woman who shares my enema interests. Over the years we've happily role-played my early interests and I've done the same for her. We've also met a number of very nice people who share our interests. Now that we're both retired we can look back on a wonderful life where our mutual interests in enemas added much to the love and intimacy between us. Hopefully we can continue enjoying enema role-play for many more years.

Hello bends,

In the hospital back then you probably received enemas containing tincture of green soap. In itself, green soap is mild however the tincture contains isopropyl alcohol and glycerine. It should never be used internally. However back in the early 50's it was commonly used in enemas as it produces a very fast and strong effect, (as you already know.)

As to the rectal tube and funnel method of enema administration, it to has passed into history. It can still be used very effectivly to administer a variety of enemas. You can start with warm water in a pitcher then switch to ice cold in an instant or switch from mineral oil to water. I recommend having a simple clamp on the tube so you can stop the flow with some fluid left in the funnel so you will not inject air into your subject. This also allows some more flexibility in administration; see the example below:

Begin with your subject in the sims positions and administer about 800cc of soapy, (not green soap,) water then clamp the tube. Have your subject move into the knee-chest position or on the back with the knees bent or the legs drawn up to the chest and administer another 800cc of solution. If you want to stimulate a strong expulsion you can inject some warm water with 4 or 5 crushed Dulcolax tablets in it before the second 800cc dose. This will get the Dulcolax higher into the intestine and help to produce a very strong but safe evacuation. You can stop here or if your subject will take more solution clamp the tube and have them roll to a right side position and administer as much warm soapy water as your subject is comfortable with. The water in the bowel will flow into the ascending section of the intestine and carry some of the Dulcolax with it if you did that. Let your subject rest on their back with the knees bent and resting on a pillow. In less than 15 minutes they will be having strong contractions and they may have cramping. They will beg to expel and will have a very large strong movement.

Thanks for your informative response Stephen S....:>😉

I'm wondering what your history with enemas are as you seem very well versed on this. From my early experiences with strong, forced retention soapsuds enemas, I;ve always had an interest in this type of procedure and the heavy cramping that goes along with it. I've never had much luck with large volume enemas, maybe 3 quarts max in my younger days, however the use of a soap solution in a typical 2 quart enema gives me the desired effects. The addition of a few ounces of glycerine contributes to the experience also. I've never tried the crushed Dulcolax tablet addition, but have used Dulcolax enemas and suppositories along with SSEs during a role-playing session. I'll try your scenario with the tablets soon (sounds very interesting).

Duplicating having a nurse dressed in a typical 1950s type uniform holding a white enamel irrigating can with soapsuds dripping over the sides or a white enamel funnel with colon tube attached also enhances the experience greatly for me. I imagine those of us who got into this early have very specific scenarios; I certainly do with the hospital scenario and with an antique red or orange fountain syringe with red tubing and black nozzle. I've collected a lot of antique equipment over the years as I'm sure many others here have as well.

I'd enjoy hearing from others who have the same interests. Again, thanks for your reply Stephen S.

I've been given enemas as a child with a bulb syringe and later after out on my own, used a bulb syringe, fountain syringe, standard hot water bottle/enema bag, and a Higginson syringe. My favorite is the hot water bottle type bag; love to see it collapse tightly when it goes to empty!

I dearly love the repeated insertions of a good bulb syringe enema which was what I received as a child over my mother's knees.

My favorite bag is a red open top Davol. Next would be a red hot water bottle Davol. Also any kind of bulb.

Because I never saw enema cans when young, they never became imprinted as something enema-exciting.

Seems in order for me to find something exciting, it had to be something I saw when I was young. So red or white enema tubing works, but tubing in other colors doesn't nothing for me. Black nozzles are best.

For occasional constipation, I like to start with an 8 ounce bulb enema then follow with either 2 qt bag and nozzle or 2 qt can and colon tube.

I always use my can for coffee, and a bulb for plugging prep.

My first enemas as a child were with a bulb syringe and were always with Ivory soap. I hated those early enemas from my mom and protested loudly as she used the syringe on me. Later I began to self administer with that same bulb syringe during my teen years. When I moved out on my own I tried various enema equipment. I purchased a larger 8 ounce Faultless bulb syringe with a blue bulb and white nozzle. I acquired a Faultless combination syringe as well as a Faultless open top fountain syringe. Since my early enemas were with a bulb syringe I always had a fondness for bulb enemas. I guess they reminded me of my early experiences. My favorite bag was by Faultless and called a four in one Ice Cap, Water bottle, Enema Syringe and Douche syringe. I've heard it referred to as a pumpkin syringe. It hung from a rubber loop on the top of the bag and as it emptied and the weight declined it rose higher as it drained, giving an extra flow at the end. The contrast between full and empty was amazing. When it was empty it was so sucked in on itself that you couldn't unscrew the cap without opening the clamp to allow air in to equalize the pressure. All my enemas were with Ivory soap and each bag held two quarts. The soapy enemas were always followed by a rinse enema, just like when mom syringed me.

I got my first ever boyhood enema at age 9.It was with a Victoria enema bag with the screw in stopper.All my constipation relief enemas from age 9 to 14-1/2 were with this enema bag.The hose or tubing was a yellowed by age clear hose,I could see the milky white soapy water solution in the hose.

Bag, or if with partner, funnel.

Eric

Always a bag. I have tried syringes when in a bind. I tried a funnel once for fun but that didn't work at all. Nothing went in it just sat in the funnel.

I used a Higginson syringe in the past. (Discovered it in my parents' bathroom closet and started to experiment...) Today I use a 3-quart enema bag with a Rusch colon tube attached to it. It allows for a deeper insertion and more constant water flow. I like it much better than the Higginson syringe!

When I was a small child I remember playing with a bulb while taking a bath. I used it to shoot water all over the tub walls. I do not remember it being used to give me enemas but I'm sure I did receive enemas from that bulb. I do remember being told that "it was not a toy and not to play with it" but I did anyway, every chance I got.

The bulb was always in the bathroom and always within reach of my small hands. My earliest enema memories were from my mom giving me enemas using an amber latex bag with a black "bat" type nozzle. The amber latex bag is still my favorite and it is unfortunate for a lot of us that they are no longer available. I do remember that amber bag always hanging on the back of the bath room door and I do remember using it to give myself enemas, I do not remember how often, just that I did use it by myself.

I also remember asking my mom or other family adult to give me an enema and was never refused. Today, I have a large green open top bag and hidden away are some old screw type bags and a bunch of nozzles of various types. It is funny to me now that is more difficult to ask my wife for an enema than it ever was as a small child or even a teenager. I have to be careful to not ask for one to often. Last time I did my wife accused me of liking them to which I replied that I did like them better than laxatives or suppos.

My first enemas were given from an enamel can with a red hose and black nozzle. I think it was called a Jones can. I see them around every now and again on ebay.

I also received some enemas from a bulb, which was cream colored with a black douche nozzle.

Never received them from a bag until I purchased one later in life.

Ah what memories.

I currently use a silicone 4 quart bag with a colon tube that I insert about 2-6 inches in my rectum depending on how backed up I am (and where the backup is). I don't use the whole 4 quarts, but when I was buying the bag I wasn't sure if the small 1.8 quart size would be enough, and I'm still not sure (usually take 2-2.5 quarts after the rectum is cleaned out).

When I was a child I was given a few enemas with a disposable-type plastic bucket. I haven't really been interested in getting another bucket, not sure exactly why. Might be that storage is more difficult, might be that I hated those early enemas and using different equipment helps to emphasize that I am in control now and it isn't something "being done" to me.

Note that the enemas and suppositories when I was younger were not abusive - I had (and still have) ongoing issues with constipation, and the enemas and suppositories were not very often nor were they given in a mean manner, they were just needed and probably the best option at the time (I have since tried various oral laxatives and I'm sure I would have hated those as much or more). The enemas may have been soapier then they needed to be, and I definitely hated the Dulcolax because of the cramps. I also didn't like the loss of control.

It got better later when I was mature enough to understand and consent to the process and participate in the decision making, though I still didn't like the cramps from the suppositories.