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Andy
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Date Posted: Sunday, August 21, 2011, 12:42: pm
RJ,
as far as I can remember, glycerin suppositories were commonly used in my family in case of constipation.
We were three children: me, my older brother (4 years older than me) and my little sister (3 years younger than me).
Everyone of us was regularly given suppositories when a bowel movement was needed (or my mother thought so...that is to say very often), though punishment suppositories were usually administered in privacy (even if we often tried to take a peek when we knew that someone was going to be punished by mum).
I remember that, because our mother didn't approve any kind of mocking about being given a suppository, especially when it was a punishment one: if you insisted on bothering one of your siblings for that reason, you earned a good chance to be the next on mum's list (at least, she had the sense of justice).
I think I was the one who received the "special treatment" more frequently, but as I said it is difficult to know precisely, since it was quite a "private affair" after all.
I believe that mum used glycerin suppositories on herself too, quite often: she also gave herself bulb enemas sometimes (while we were used to receive one of those very seldom, only in case of bad constipation).
I remember that our mother decided to buy only adult size suppositories since I was about 6 years old: in that period, she usually bought liquid suppositories for my sister (that sort of mini-enemas) while continuing to use glycerin suppositories on me and (less frequently) my brother, “promoting” us to the adult size.
As I said, I was generally given a couple of suppositories in sequence when I was punished...sometimes a third suppository was administered in order to "finish the job" after my evacuation, if mum estimated there was still some more “nastiness” that had to be expelled.
Normally, I never had more then three suppositories in a punishment session.
Anyway, just in one occasion, I distinctly remember that I kept talking back again and again, so mum kept pushing suppositories up my ass…
That day I was very upset, since she didn’t allowed me to go to my cousin’s birthday party (I guess because I didn’t finished my homeworks in time or something like that), so I made a terrible fuss that caused the usual punishment: two suppositories in a row, five minutes waiting and then toilet time. But I wanted to go to that party so badly that I insisted on crying and yelling, so I was dragged across mum’s lap for another suppository, and so on…
We repeated that sequence for nearly half an hour: yells, suppository, expulsion, other yells, other suppository, other expulsion… (of course, after the first two evacuation, the only thing I was pooping was melted glycerine).
After every supplementary insertion, as usual, mum held me over her knees, constraining my legs between her legs and keeping her finger firmly up my anus, until the suppository was melting.
I believe that time I received at least six suppositories (including the initials two) and possibly mum stopped only because…the jar was empty!
I know that it seems such a cruel punishment, but…hey, after all, if I wanted mum to stop, the only thing I was requested to do was…just shutting up my freakin’ mouth! And I realized that perfectly, but I was even more stubborn then she used to be! :D
Anyway, I didn’t go to that damned birthday party, as you can imagine…!
Under other circumstances, in case of a regular laxative use, one suppository would have been enough: I never managed to withstand the strong purgative effect of an adult size glycerin suppository stuck up my butt for a few minutes.
However, mum often decided to give me a second dose after some hours: one first suppository in the morning, another one in the evening (or vice versa).
I can remember all the times when I was laying on the bed already naked, always trying to persuade my mother that I didn't need a suppository: "Mum, I'm fine, I don't need to go!"
Her reply was inevitably something like: "Well, this is exactly why you're going to receive a suppository! You will surely need to go, after I put that in your bottom!"
Well...she was right.
I believe this is the main reason why I was given suppositories so often: because they were so effective.
I really don't think that our mother "wanted" us to be constipated in order to have the chance to give us suppositories...more simply, glycerin suppositories were her easier way to control our evacuations.
Of course, I'm now aware that mum also developed a sort of "suppositories fetishism" in a certain way (the fact that she used them as a punishment proves it, after all) but she always loved suppositories mostly for their great usefulness...she definitively thought they were the best invention since sliced bread! ;)
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