Everybody needs to consider their own situation, considering the partner’s acceptance of new or different things. I see three possible scenarios:
Acceptance and Participation – This is the best scenario. She/he likes whatever an enema does for you and agrees to administer or even receive as partners. However, considering that those of us who use enemas for recreation are a small minority, the odds of this are slim.
Acceptance with Indifference – This is a compromise. She/he accepts that you derive pleasure from enemas but does not understand why. She/he will give you an enema at times but usually will not allow you to give one to her/him. You are also allowed to do it yourself as long as she/he does not need to be part of it.
Rejection – This is bad. She/he thinks you are weird, or worse, perverted. In the worst case scenario, it can end the relationship if it is not strong, or if there are already other issues.
For me, I ended up firmly in the middle: Acceptance with Indifference
I started giving myself enemas when I was 10 or 11. All through my teenage years I would give myself an enema whenever mom and dad left me home alone. As a young adult I fantasized getting an enema from a girl, but I could not even think to bring it up to anyone. This was way before the internet.
When I got married I looked for an enema or douche bag in my new wife’s things. None there. After a few subtle questions I concluded my wife had never had an enema. I had a bulb and a bag hidden in my shop that I used to give myself enemas when my wife was out shopping, but I wanted more. After Penthouse ran the series of “Special Preference” letters I decided to see if I could get her interested in enemas as sex play. As part of my plan I bought a new enema syringe and put it under the sink in the bathroom where she was likely to see it. A few days later she asked why I had bought that “douche bag”. I told her I had read in a magazine how some couples find enemas exciting and I wanted to try it. I showed her a couple of those Penthouse letters about couples doing enemas together. She read quietly and said something like, “that’s gross!”
Some weeks later we had been at a party and when we got home there was a little midnight action taking place. I had slipped a finger into her butt without any resistance so I thought, “Let’s go for it!” I whispered in her ear that I wanted to give her an enema. She said she didn’t understand this fascination I have with enemas. After a bit of sweet-talk and begging, she agreed to try it but I had to take one first so she could see how it works. I lay on the bed with knees drawn up and there was no missing my raging hard-on. I took about half the bag, saving the other half for her. While holding the water in me we switched places. I only gave her a little before she said she was full and had to go to the toilet. She came back from the bathroom, refused to take any more, and we had fairly routine sex. A slow start.
Over the next few weeks I would occasionally bring out the bag hoping she would warm up to the process. She rarely took more than a few ounces, claiming she was full. I tried to convince her that one to two quarts was considered a normal enema for an adult and she should try to take a bit more before she could say she didn’t like it. She reluctantly agreed so I started her enema and almost immediately she said she was full. I shut it off but while sweet-talking her, sucking her nipples, and rubbing her clit to take her mind off of her tummy, I managed to get at least a quart into her. Then she said she HAD to go and took off for the bathroom.
After that it became, “I will give you an enema if you get it ready, but don’t ask me to take any.” She said she could not get past worrying about having an accident, and then the long time it sometimes took to get all of the enema out. Eventually I stopped asking her to participate. So now after many years the situation is back to what it was in the beginning. I give myself enemas when I have the opportunity, such as when she goes shopping, or I am otherwise home alone. She knows I do this and doesn’t make an issue of it.