Others watching you receiving your enemas.

My sister and I watched each other when we were young... But later this was a private mother's thing... Not a treat but pretended it was worse than it was

Being an only child didn't have any interference with siblings looking on. When involved in a few relationships later in life had the opportunity to watch and assist with the process and there was certainly some sexual arousal involved in the process. Great way to fly!

As I've said elsewhere, my Mom never closed doors, so I saw my sister and female cousin get many enemas OTK with a Higginson syringe.

Hence my present fetish.

Gives, did your parents take the lock off the bathroom door? That's what we do in our household.

No, squidgy, she just never shut it.

I have never been watched while getting an enema. I think it would be very exciting. For whatever reason, the scenario of being exposed, spanked, and enama'd in front of others is a turn-on for me.

I do not usually mind being watched when I am given my enemas.

Yes, I admit I like to be watched while taking an enema. Being a bit of an shy person doesn't seem to stop me from wanting to be watched.

I prefer being helped, rather than simply being watched, when taking an enema, like the other person filling the bag, massaging my tummy, and giving positive verbal support. But I want total privacy during the expelling phase.

Why not , it is fun and good for you . They can watch if they want , fun is fun !!!!!!!!

My sister & I got twice-weekly enemas from our grandma growing up. We knew the schedule, and knew to undress and report to the master bathroom for our enemas. This went on from our earliest memories. She and Mom gave to both at the same time, kneeling with our chests over the side of her tub. We never gave a second thought to seeing each other naked, hose in bottom. Gram and Mom were great fans of soapy water, and at-home nudity. It was not unusual fo them to give to each other and plug up before doing Susan & I. We always knew because their plugs were clearly visible and their tummies distended.

I was once given one at a fetish play party auction. I was auctioned off to do as the buyer desired (within given limits.) I was blindfolded and taken to a medical exam table where I was restrained and had a double balloon nozzle inserted in me. I was given what felt like a large enema, made to hold it for a few minutes (seemed like an eternity) and was then lead through the party with the nozzle still inside me for all to see. I was still blindfolded so I don't know who saw me as I made my way towards the bathroom. It seemed to take forever, but we finally got there and I was taken to a toilet. The balloons were deflated and the nozzle was removed. Then I was allowed to sit down, but not expel for another minute or two. Comments were made by several males and females before I was finally allowed to expel. When I was finally really done I was taken back through the room to where we started and was told to count to 100 before removing the blindfold. When I did I was all alone with my clothes and a note that said "get dressed and enjoy the rest of the party."

Both my ex wives and several girlfriends gave me enemas so I guess they watched as they administered them to me. It certainly didn't bother me. The embarrassment added to the intensity of the experience. Sadly though I'm a solo player now.

Were they present when you were expelling. ???

I have had people watch me expel and it's not a big deal to me. If they want to endure being present for my expulsion, its fine with me. 😁 😁 😁

Only one girlfriend wanted to see me expel no one else. She was pretty twisted--she got up on the toilet seat and expelled in front of me.

Wow. My kind of women....

The only people that have seen me get an enema were the nurse's or my mom so many years ago. even at home when my mom gave me an enema we were always alone in my bedroom & no one ever interrupted us. I am sure that everyone else in the house knew that I got the enemas but it was never talked about.

I have taken enemas solo for years and have never had the chance to be given an enema by anyone since mom.

sometimes I think that I would like nothing better than to meet a woman who would be open to the idea of giving & receiving enemas but that probably will never happen

I love being watched

Here's a list of those that watched that I remember.

Father

Grandmother

Sister

Neighbor

Girlfriend (3 different)

Mistress Priscilla plus two men

Mistress Patricia plus three other women

In the early years my brothers sometime would watch my mom give me enema's. She loved multiple insertions so she would use the 8 oz red bulb filling it from a sink of warm Ivory Soapy water while I was over her lap. As I got older into my teen's sometimes my Aunt would be present and watch and there were times she brought my cousin. She was two years older than I was. That was embarrassing.

Back In The Day enemas really were very common... I only got 2 but my cousins where always getting enemas and since I was really little I usually saw them... until my cousins got a bit older and then they would complain and my aunt would send me away....but, I always try to sneak back... typical little boy! LOL

I demonstrated for my wife, but she did not find it amusing and it caused a large gap in which pillow talk of any kind of hiney hugging was offal. (Maybe because I ramped my butt up in the air for her to appreciate!)

But when we were kids it was usually a family affair from the start. Enema Time! It was a sub-theme in our family, and looked forward to for happiness. When farm life seemed unbearable, we needed something to recon against that took away some of the sting. Enemas were never bad as some have experienced, we had enough hardship already.

We enjoyed each others treatments in anticipation of our turn. When I was old enough to perceive their hardship, anything they came up with for fun was fully engaged. My brother and I would fight, of course. Dad got the job of slowing us down and keeping peace, especially in the milking barn. Momma was the comforter, and we would cry her name while taking our little beating. We were allowed to run to her afterward. If she was standing, I would bury my nose and breathe deeply taking in her comforting scent. This was the way, till our kind of farming failed because people quit producing the superior product we proudly offered to the creamery.

Often, when getting an enema reward, this scent was sought, anticipated, and deliberately taken. Mother felt it all worked together. We were hers and she was ours. None today have any possible notion of her strength and the strength they both gave us in each their own appointed place on the farm.

Big shots at school would try to put us down, to build themselves up in their own eye. But they had no relevance and our raising gave us an inner strength that just left them cold. I was not alone, We had our own little group. While we often bragged about our animals and work, we never mentioned secret pleasures, as the enema was sometimes referred to. I was caught peeing (Not in the school lavatory) and made an example of. So I was no dummy after that one!

I don't like the idea of being watched during an enema, it's a too personnal matter.

I can say that when I first started and while my girlfriend was teaching me I was watched by her a lot throughout the whole process. At first I didn't like it. But then I got used to it. After that a few years later when I found out my sister still takes them I again found myself shy about being watched. But that soon passed as well. Now it doesn't bother me and if I am being watched by my partner it is a turn on especially if she is into enemas as well.

Yes I do enjoy watching and being watched. It may seem a little out of the ordinary because I am well over 30 and my mother in law is a health freak. Add one to the other and you do the maths. Even if we (me and our housekeeper lady) have an indigestion, without giving a slight concern to our embarrassment, she does a thorough cleansing of our system the old fashioned way. I think it is the embarrassment is what make me and our housekeeper wanting to watch each other being treated. It is the feeling of human mind, 'I am not the only one being treated like this. She is having it too.' that keeps us calm during the ordeal. And probably that's what makes us enjoy watching each other.

When giving myself an enema I often fantasize about a physician's assistant being in the room watching as a doctor administers it. In a normal gyn or dr exam it's pretty embarrassing having the assistant just stand there, but for an enema scene, this is something I've always dreamed of

The feeling you get from being filled up is the best then once you release its so fun having someone watch

I remember being watched by my older brother while Mom gave me an enema. He also was the one holding down at the time too, I hated enemas when I was little and would have to be held either by my Grandma or my Brother. I would put such a fight with crying and just fighting to get free.

Since I only do solo these days being watched is a non issue. If things were different, I'd love to have someone watch. Maybe several lovers watching me get cleaned in order to service them. Making sure they have a clean passage for their cocks.

I have a bit of exhibitionist in my blood so I have no problem watching or being watched. My only condition is everyone is naked and everyone takes at least one enema.

In college I lived in a boarding house. Three nursing students lived upstairs and we openly gave and received enemas and had wonderful group sex. I was the only male so I learned to last a long time so I could fuck each girl to orgasm.