Enemas..bonding with thé giver

Did receiving enemas from a particular person create a bond..over time did you bond with that person ?

I was in my teens at the time.

I bonded with a male nurse who worked in the youth wards. His demeanor was gentle and caring . He made receiving large volume bag enemas, which were so daunting, especially with hospital issue castille soap, a memorable experience. I received many enemas from this gentleman and despite that I was reluctant and full of apprehension, we eventually bonded.

Despite my supplications to receive less than a full bag, he was uncompromising and by the book yet he was understanding and communicative.

I was from a single parent family so maybe that helped create the bonding (with a strong and gentle father figure ).

Did you ever bond with an enema giver ?

At what age did this bonding occur?

Was this person a family member..health care professional..a play mate ?

My mom was my first enema giver and she certainly was bonded with me. Only recently I have discovered a bond with some chat people on Zity. A couple of these have resulted in meeting and enema activities. The bonding begins when the bags come out, clothes come off and two people enjoy an intimacy a very small percentage of the population will Ever experience. A bond is so powerful was created that can never be trivialized, even if it was a one time event.

Oh, my, I would love to have an enema giver and to bond with her or him. What great warmth, ntimacy and openness one would be able to experience. Sigh.

I would say that is too late to be still bonding.

I can't imagine getting an enema from,or giving one to, someone I didn't already have a fairly strong bond with.

If you need an enema, this IS important.

Self administer if you can't find anybody.

When growing up I suppose there was a certain bond that I had with my mother, but there are many ways that that develops. In the stories section I tell of getting an enema from my younger sister a couple of years ago and how it dramatically changed our relationship despite the fact that no mention was ever made of that event again by either of us. Yes, there is something to this, but I don't know how to explain it.

I had a very special bonded relationship with my brothers who all got enemas from my dad, who was the primary care giver, after our mom died. We got them individually and together and after we got to be teenagers, we shared them between us when my dad was not around. It was the kind of primary brotherly bonding which I have since sought but seldom found. There's something about all going through the same experience which makes a bond of a very special kind.

I guess in retrospect, I began bonding with my mother at about age 6, but it wasn't pleasant. By age 12 I was starting to get erections from her ministrations and she was uncomfortable enough to let me self administer from then on. First wife (R.N.) gave me many bags and the bonding was intense, usually with me jumping her bones, which she found puzzling. To her, it was a simple medical procedure; to me, it was fantastic foreplay.

I have a very close bisexual male friend today whom I met 30 yrs. ago through an ad for enemas in a gay paper. He's 10 yrs. younger than me but really into giving enemas. He taught me how to really enjoy having a man control of my body and fill me up with a real love of giving me pleasure. After ten years of getting together weekly. He found himself a partner and our relationship actually became stronger after we no long did enemas together. You see a real bond had been formed which both of us have admitted ever since and which endures to this day as very loving close, intimate but non sexual relationship