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Date Posted: Monday, March 26, 2012, 01:48: pm
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S.E.D.
's message, "See another person get an enema when you were a kid?" on Saturday, January 21, 2012, 05:07: am
I was raised by my Grandparents (1940's-50's) in an overly large home in the mountains. They had had 4 girls and 4 boys, raised 8 of thier grandchildren and some 25+ other children over the years that had no other place to go, some were raised from cradle to college.
I had been born with several defects in my digestive system and required enemas since I was 3 hours old. Mom was never there, she traveled as a singer with a big band but my 3 aunts were RN's and like my grandmother LOVED to give enemas. They had the perfect place set up to do it to, the basement shower room. I got 3 on early Tuesday morning from my Gramma, and continueing enemas from my aunts from Friday nite to late Sunday afternoon while they were there.
Built in the early 1920's, my grandfather intended the room to be for several of his workers to shower and clean up in. Gramma put the nix on that after someone stole some of her jams out of the fruit room next to it. Then some Dr. died and left his clinic in a building he rented from my grandfather, so the contents were moved to the house and employed,,.. particularly all of his instruments (most of which were designed to cause a maximum amount of discomfort), an examineing bench, an early GYN bench and proctoscopic bench which once on it, exposed everything you ever thought about having. The room was very large, included 2 sinks, a stationary tub, 2 commodes, 2 showers and cabinets. The room was paneled in 1 inch boards of knotty pine (considered scrap wood at the time). On one side of the shower room there was a closet under a double flight of stairs, a smaller closet under the lower flight which opened into my room.
One day while playing hide and seek in the basement, I hid in my closet to discover a very wide board at the back would slide to the side and open into the larger closet. A lot of the knots had fallen out of the bathroom paneling which gave you a perfect view into all things private.
Gramma was still raising 3 girls while i lived there, they all got enemas at the same time once a week. Gramma didn't want me in the basement or my room when she gave it to them. When the appointed hour came after my discovery, I announced that I was going to get my barlow knife and go to a friends house... I slammed the bedroom door a couple of times, went through the back of my closet replaceing the board, pulled up a nail keg to sit on and waited. Sure enough, Gramma checked my room, even looked in the closet, then headed for the shower room.
Shortly, all 3 girls filed in wearing a thin robe which they took off. They were wearing some sort of thing with straps over the shoulders that covered thier breasts but only came down to thier stomach. My grandmother told them to take those off too and put in the wash.
It was fasinateing to see the 2 older girls (mid teens)naked and watch them position thierself over the procto bench, then struggle to take that first soapy enema (Gramma and daughters always gave a strong enema of green hospital soap to start with that crampped and burned like the devil). There was never any point in trying to argue about what you got and how much you got for an enema. She had a 3 inch wide stiff leather strap that did all the explaining across your rear cheeks. ..."I can't hold any more, it hurts..", "Yes you can and you will...(whack)". One whack explained things for years to come.
I didn't much care for the older girls, they were hateful and delighted in making fun of me. Then it was Julie's turn on the procto bench. I had been "in love" with her since she first arrived. Our ages were the same, she was beautiful, kind, very loving towards me and all things. We had spent some time playing around in a hay loft but I had never seen her completely naked and exposed before then. By the time her soapy enema was finished, puberty had set in completely for me. I watched intently through the knot holes as the remaining 2 enemas were given to each. I was sweating, dry mouthed and hard as a rock.
Afer that, I didn't have any interest in watching anyone get irrigated except Julie. We were very close for several years but I never told her about watching her.
It did give me some good ammunition against the older girl that finally shut her up. I got an acne place on my cheek that became infected for several weeks. She teased me about it until one day at the dinner table when she made a comment I belted back "well what about that big black mole on the right side of your ass?? What are you going to do about that??". There was a lot of quiet stareing between all of the females, gramma included. The girl turned all colors except one that is natural, she never teased me again.
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