When I was 9, I had surgery and in those days, the night before, unknown to me, you got one! A very pretty young nurse came in with a bag full of water, which meant nothing to me at the time. In retrospect, it was probably a quart, which for a 9 year old was MORE than enough. She asked me to get on my hands and knees facing away from her on the bed and then she took down my pajama bottoms. This was the first time I can recall in my life where I was exposed in front of anyone other than family. She pulled back my legs a few inches and then pushed on my butt, to get me in the classic knee chest, but I was on my hands and she use a commanding voice, for the first time and ordered, "on you elbows!" I shifted position, and then my ass pointed almost upward. She then touched my anus with a bit of lube. I was surprised she did it, but also because I think I experienced my first real arousal? She then said, this wont hurt, and I felt the tip, of what was a thin continuous tube. As she slid in the hose, I could feel a bit of friction at my opening and I also felt it advancing up. I doubt she put in more than a few inches, but it felt like A Lot more to me 😢 She then let it rip, or at least that's how it felt. It was a tad cold and I started to feel full, at one point she said, we are almost done, telling me I was doing very well and then instructed me on how to do cleansing breaths. It might only have been a couple of minutes and she announced the bag's empty, good job! She told me to hold it for 5 minutes according to the clock on the wall, then she left and in about 5, came back, to take me to a bathroom down the hall! When I got to the bathroom, I wasn't desperate to go, but once I started, I thought it would never stop 😢. She checked on me twice, and when I was sure that I was EMPTY, I went back to the room.
I have had a few more medical related enemas in my life, but that first one, I remember so vividly! For me, the biggest affect was that I sort of identified more with my nameless nurse. I never saw her prior to the enema and didn't see her again before my release, pardon the turn of words 😃. That was probably a coincidence, but perhaps not, who knows what hospital protocols were at the time? Anyway, this mysterious giver, almost an erotic apparition, intrigued me so that it moved me very much into the giver mode. 😃. It's the thing that I most enjoy creating for others. Acting almost like an instrument of their thoughts and fantasies! It's not about demonstrating control, though sometimes that is necessary as part of their scenario, it's best for me, being the deliverer of their desires.