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Subject: Re: Questions for Andy Author: Andy [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Sunday, August 21, 2011, 12:42: pm In reply to: RJ Schermer 's message, "Re: Questions for Andy" on Thursday, August 18, 2011, 01:12: am 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! ;) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Questions for Andy Author: RJSchermer [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, August 21, 2011, 03:19: pm Andy: Thanks for your response. Of all my years on this board and others, yours is one the first "real" cases of glycerin suppositories actually used for punishment. I have some more questions for you. If it's to personal for the board, please feel free to email me. Where was your father in this picture? Did he participate, for instance if mom needed help holding you down? Did he use them as well? How often did you get them? For constipation and/or for punishment? (Couple times a year, once a month, once a week, more often) You mentioned she stopped at about age 12. Any reason in particular, where you now suddenly cured of constipation? After mom stopped administering them, did you use them yourself during your teens or "sneak" one? Or if she felt you were constipated, were you encouraged to take one yourself? Curious as to your age. Since liquid glycerin suppositories (Babylax, in the USA) didn't come out until the early 1980's that would put you in your late thirties or forties? Did you ever discuss suppositories with other kids growing up, mentioned in family circles, curious about other kids getting them and their circumstances, intrude into friends and families medicine cabinets looking to see if they used glycerin suppositories? Finally and these two are "really" personal, so I understand if you elect not to responsd. Would you say except for the punishment suppository rituals, was your family life basically normal? Although my mom had a suppository fetish, there were many dysfunctional factors (other than suppositories) in my family structure. And finally, has these punshment rituals had an effect on your adult life, in terms of relationships, sexuality, etc. Personally, aside from having a suppository fetish, I was always intriqued about the psychological factors and effects about adolescent abuse of suppositories (and to a lesser extend) enemas. Thanks for your help and reply. RJ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Questions for Andy Author: Andy [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, August 21, 2011, 09:15: pm RJ, I’ll try to satisfy your curiosity: I think this is the reason why we’re writing on this board…after all, this is not the kind of topic one could easily talk about in real life, is it? ;) First of all, just to give you the exact chronological collocation of those events, I was born in 1980 in Italy (so I’m 30 years old, almost 31). For what concerns my father, he was not particularly involved in administering suppositories: surely he knew about our “special punishments” though he neither encouraged nor discouraged them. I remember, when I was a little kid, sometimes he actually helped mum to undress me during “suppository times”, but always in a gently way, trying to convince me that the medicine would help me to feel better, but he never took part in a punishment session, as far as I can remember. I don’t think he used suppositories or enemas at all. My grandmother (his mother) told me that she used to give him castor oil when he was a child and he really hated that stuff: actually I believe he wasn’t particularly fond of forced bowel movements in any way. Regarding the frequency of the administration, we must distinguish punishment suppositories from the “regular” ones. I can estimate I received that kind of punishment about once / twice a month during my childhood: normally that was the longest period I was able to spend without doing something “bad” or arguing with mum. On the other hand, I was given “a little help” with making poop a lot more often than that. In fact, suppositories were not properly used by mum in order to cure a real constipation: more simply, when she decided it was toilet time, then it was suppository time for me. She strongly believed that “being regular” meant having a bowel movement every single day, and glycerine suppositories administration represented a very useful timesaving procedure. So I can say that every week I was given at least two (or more often three) suppositories: about every couple of days, it occurred I wasn’t able to go to the bathroom quickly when I was requested, so the suppositories jar instantly appeared. Although, in certain periods, it also happened that suppositories were given for days and days in a row… and this is quite normal if you think, because if you are accustomed to evacuate only after a rectal stimulation, it becomes harder to have spontaneous bowel movements… so it was a kind of neverending circle: mum gave me suppositories because I didn’t “go” by myself and I couldn’t go easily because I was always given suppositories. That particular state of things changed during the years: while I was growing up, mum started to concede me more “independence” in my evacuations… firstly, she stopped cleaning me after I’d “done”, then she stopped checking the result of my production any time I went to the bathroom. So, in a progressive way, suppositories slowly disappeared, there wasn’t a sudden “interruption”. Coming to your other questions, I think I developed an “obsession” with suppositories very early, though, as you can imagine, you can’t realize that since you grew old enough. When you’re a little child, fear and irritation usually prevail over the other feelings, but deep inside there is also a sort of excitement. And yes, I actually sneaked some suppositories while growing up (even if I wasn’t very able to insert them, so I quitted doing that), and I also checked medicine cabinets in my relatives houses in order to find out if they had glycerine suppositories (usually they had). I also remember a particular occasion when I was asked by a friend of mine (a girl) if my mother gave me suppositories and if I usually complained about that: since I was too embarrassed to admit it, I replied we never used suppositories, even if I was very fascinated by the idea that she was given suppositories too. Finally, in order to answer your final questions, I would say that my family was basically normal and happy: our parents always gave us everything we need and we always felt loved and protected. After all, 20-30 years ago corporal punishment were not the big deal they are nowadays…though times fortunately change and I’d never use such a punishment with a child, never in my life. And I don’t think my sexual life could be more pleasant…you know, what a hundred years ago was called a “perversion” and caused sense of guilt is now turned into “fetishism” and if you can rationalize it and enjoy it without being obsessed, it will just add more “spice” (though I never shared my particular suppositories fetishism with any of my girlfriends, it’s just one of my “fantasies” which I like to cultivate in private). Jeez, I’m finally done. It’s been very hard for me…not talking about this topics, but writing all this stuff in a correct English (well, I hope my English is good enough, anyway…). A. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re:Thank you Andy Author: RJSchermer [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Wednesday, August 24, 2011, 01:33: am Andy: Thank you very much for responding to my inquistive questions. It's a very exhiliarating feeling to see someone using this board for what it was original intented. Let me add that your response and attitude shows you as a happy and very well adjusted individual whose able to put your childhood experiences into a broader prospective. I am nearly twice your age and growing up in the late 50's and 60's was considered the "golden age of Glycerin Suppositories and Enemas". Children's (or I should say Infant's suppositories) contained the same amount of Glycerin as Adult ones, but were rolled into a thin tubular shape with a length of nearly three inches. At one time even Infant suppositories contained 4 grams of glycerin, twice of the dosage of today's Fleet Adult Suppository. As a teenager, I would ocassionally sneak and insert a suppository (we had both adult and infant size, so I would use which ever one was less conspicious). I personally found that the infants when placed inside of me seem to pack a stronger punch that the adult ones. This even carried through to my early twenties before they began shortening them. My younger brother went through the same ritual as you described with the punishment sessions, needing a suppository in order to have a BM for a number of years receiving them about three times a week. Amazing how I see a repetition of patterns as she would clean him after he did his BM (and myself as well, until I turned about 8 years old). Finally, if your other grandmother is still around (Mom's mom), I have a sneaky suspicion that she might have utilized Glycerin Suppositories and may have done the same to your mom. My mom used them daily as part of a ritual. Wake up eat breakfast, insert a suppository and wait 15 minutes and relieve herself. About every three weeks I had to go to the drug store and buy a Jar of two dozen Adult Suppositories and a Jar of One Dozen Infant Suppositories. At that time the maximum jar of Adult Suppositories was 24 and Infants was 12. Those were the only two things I bought and for a child of about 12 years old to go to the drug store and ask for both Adult and Infants Suppositories, what an embarassing experience! Take care, RJ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]