I must have been about sixteen when I had an experience with enemas. I was getting very curious about my body at the time and soon explored it with not only my hands but other objects as well. I found that I had no problem arousing myself as I would touch myself between my legs. I later found out that it felt good to feel filled inside and I would use all sorts of gadgets to help me with my experiences.
After some time I found that not only could I feel good by touching my little clit, but that it also felt good to touch my back hole. I searched allot with my fingers at first but soon got tired of that and went onto inserting all sorts of stuff into me. Now I know this is dangerous but back then It was very erotic for me. So when I would come across something that looked interesting, I would pick it up and hide it in my room until I could experience how it would feel in one of my passages.
That's where this story starts. See I got hold of a small glass miniature bottle, one that alcohol comes in. It looked interesting with it's small slim neck and wider body...and it was still full.
I was under the covers in my room when I pulled the bottle from under my bed. I went to the bathroom and got the jar of petroleum Jelly and proceeded to lube the bottle so that it would insert easily. I laid on my side and inserted the neck into my back passage. My small anus stretched around the body of the bottle. It felt tight and slightly hurt as I moved it in and out a few times. Then as I tried to push it back in and leave just a portion of the bottle sticking out for later retrieval. My hole sucked it right up into me. I made a slight groan as I tried to fish it out with my finger, but to no avail.
I could feel the object deep inside me and the more I worked to try and get it out the more sore my bottom got. I decided that I would be able to just poop it out so I went to the bathroom and sat for a long time trying to get the object to dislodge from me. After some time of sitting there I figured that it would sooner or later come out when I had to poop. So I went back to bed for the night. Trying again from time to time to fish the bottle out with my finger.
As the days went by there were no good results as far as being able to go poop or dislodge the object. After the fourth day, I woke up with a bad tummy ache.
"Mommy....my tummy hurts real bad." I said as I hunched over in pain.
My Mom took my temp and found no fever but she could tell that I didn't feel good and was in allot of distress.
"I'm calling Dr Sheeks...and get you an appointment." She said as she raced off.
I laid in bed and wondered what the doctor could do for me. What if he found out?... Then my mother would know.. I thought.
"No Mommy please...I don't want to go to the doctor."
She refused to listen even after crying and pleading and she made the appointment for me in a few hours. I laid in bed crying and feeling very poorly. My tummy ached and my bottom hurt so bad from all the probing that I had done to myself.
At the doctors office the nurse could see that I wasn't feeling well and she took me right into one of the examination rooms. She made me undress and put on a gown. She then left the retrieve the doctor. My Mom sat in the room with me as we waited. Soon there was a knock on the door and Dr Sheeks came in.
"Hello Mrs. Banner....and I hear Amy isn't feeling very well."
"No doctor, she woke up with a bad tummy ache...but has no fever."
"Well let's have a look." The doctor said.
He made me lay down flat on the table on my back and he asked me to point to where it hurt. I told him all over but mainly on my left side. He asked me a few questions as he started to feel my tummy. Like if I was sick to my stomach and when was the last time I had a BM. I told him that it had been a few days since I had gone to the bathroom.
"I think she's just constipated...I'm going to have my nurse give her a Fleets and that should help to move things along.....She needs to start drinking lots of water...and more fiber in her diet." He told my Mom.
I had no idea what a Fleet was but I was glad that I didn't have to tell him what the real problem was. He was going to fix me up with some sort of medicine. After he left the nurse came in with a small box.
"Ok Amy...I'm going to give you a small enema....have you ever had an enema before?"
I just shrugged and my Mom shook her head.
"Ok well I'm going to insert some fluid into your rectum...and I will need you to hold it for ten minutes for it to work...It will make you feel like you need to go...but you need to hold it for as long as you can up to ten minutes...OK?"
My eyes grew big as she took the small plastic bottle from the box and I saw a long tube on it's end. She went and put on gloves and picked up a large tube.
"You're going to stick that thing in me?" I asked looking at the Fleets.
"Yes dear...it won't hurt I assure you....now I want you to lay on your left side for me."
I slowly lowered myself to the table watching behind me as I rolled over with wide eyes.
"Mommy…" I whined as the nurse started to push my right leg up toward my chest.
My Mom came over and stood beside me and took my hand, I continued to look back at the nurse as she was now putting jelly on one of her fingers.
"NO...I don't want it." I started to cry as the nurse urged me to lower my head and relax. My Mom helped to pull me over so that I was now laying completely on my side.
I felt the nurse lift my right cheek so she had full view of my back hole.
"You're quite irritated back here....have you been struggling to go to the bathroom?"
I just nodded as I continued to cry. I felt the cool jelly on my hole and I cried out as she slipped her finger part way into me.
"Oweeeeee." I cried and tried to pull away from her so that she wouldn't feel the object in me and my little secret would be out. It also hurt allot to have her finger in my raw hole.
"Ok....now just a small tube." She said and I felt the tip of the bottle start to enter into me. I groaned as I felt it hit and push the object slightly deeper into me.
"What the?" I heard the nurse say as she pulled the tube out and pushed it slowly back in. Again it hit onto the bottle that was inside of me.
"There seems to be some type of obstruction?" The nurse said removing the tube from my hole.
"Amy have you put something back here inside you?"
I rolled over to look at the nurse.
"NO…" I said through my tears and my Mom let me go. I was glad to not be getting the medicine back there.
"Are you sure...young lady?" I just nodded as I looked up at her.
"Hold on...I need to get the doctor." She said as she left the room. My Mom was still standing beside me looking down at me in a stern way.
"You better be telling the nurse the truth. If your lying young lady, I'm going to give you a spanking you will never forget and then your Dad can do the same."
She looked for me to respond and I just turned my head away. We sat in silence for about ten minutes before the doctor came back in. He went over to the counter and started to put on some gloves. The nurse came in and stood by my Mom at my side.
"Seems there might be an obstruction ehhhh.... well lets see what we got."
"Amy I want you to turn back over on your side toward me so the doctor can examine your rectum." The nurse said as she and my Mom started to roll me back over so that the doctor could get to my behind.
"No....I don't want to....it's going to hurt." I cried and pleaded but soon the nurse and my Mom was holding me to the table with my legs raised almost to my chest.
"Ooh...Oheeee…." I cried out even before the doctor touched me.
"Amy...I'm just going to insert my finger into you back here...I want you to push out like your having a BM."
I cried harder as the doctor exposed my hole by lifting my cheek up.
"Oh, she sure is red and irritated." He said just as I felt his finger at my opening.
"Push out Amy." I didn't push out but tried to struggle against the nurse and my Mom as the doctors finger started to enter into me.
"OWWWWWWW…" I screamed as his finger went deep into my sore bottom and he moved it around inside of me. I continued to scream and cry as he asked me what I had put up inside me. He felt around for a long time. I could feel him pushing and moving the bottle around in me.
"She's got some type of object in there alright." He said taking his finger from me and pulling off his gloves. My Mom and the nurse let me go and I rolled over onto my back still crying from the humiliation and pain of it all.
Both the doctor and my Mom tried to get me to tell them what I had put into me. I continued to deny that I had done anything.
"Well we're going to know soon enough....a x-ray will show it."
I continued to sob and sniffle and I finally gave up my secret. My Mom was furious and the doctor seemed more understanding.
"Let's get an x-ray and see how big that bottle is." The doctor said. He then went on to tell me how bad it was to insert objects into any part of my body. The nurse took me to a room where she made me lay on a table as the x-rays were taken. Mom scolded me the whole time, back in the exam room as we waited for the results.
"Well there it is." The doctor said as he placed the x-ray on the light box. There on the screen was the bottle part way up inside me. It was tilted and seemed bigger in the picture.
"What are we going to do doctor? Will she need surgery to get it out?" My Mom asked.
"I hope not....but I'm going to send you over to see the proctologist...he's right down the hall and he will be able to examine her further and hopefully dislodge the object and then make sure she hasn't damaged the lining in her rectum....I have already called him...and he's willing to see you now."
I was soon dressed and heading down the hall to yet another doctors office. Mom was carrying a big envelope with the x-rays in it. In Dr Peterson's office I was the only kid there. There were allot of older people sitting in the waiting room. I was still slightly bent over from the pain in my tummy as Mom and I sat down and she filled out the paperwork. I was soon called back and taken to an exam room. There I had to undress again and put on the flimsy gown that opened in the back.
"Mommy...he's not going to stick his finger in me is he?"
"He might...and if you wouldn't have stuck something up there to begin with we wouldn't be having to do this." She scolded. We sat in silence again as we waited.
Soon the knock on the door and a tall man walked in. He introduced himself to my Mom and then to me. Mom gave him the x-rays and he looked at them by holding them up to the light.
"This is bad....not good at all.....Do you know how dangerous it is to be sticking things where they don't belong Amy?"
I put down my head and nodded.
"Well we're going to try and fix you up...OK?" He said as he patted my leg.
He then turned to my Mom and started talking.
"What I think we can do...since it's not to far up the colon...is dilate her with a speculum....and I should be able to retrieve the object with forceps. Lets hope that works.....I will give her something to relax....She will have to be dilated extensively....so I will get my nurse and well get her fixed up."
My Mom just nodded with worry on her face as the doctor left the room.
"What are they going to do Mommy?"
"They need to open your bottom up real wide and try and pull the bottle out."
I looked at her with true fear, my bottom hurt so much now and they were going to try and get that thing back out of me the same way it went in?
"Is it going to hurt?"
"The doctor's going to give you something to help baby."
Not long after that the nurse came in with a hypodermic needle.
"Shot...I don't want a shot."
"This will help you to relax Hun.....It will make you feel a bit groggy and you may even feel like you will want to sleep....now come on roll over."
"MOMMY...I don't want a shot." I started to cry. But again between the nurse and my Mom I was laying flat on the table as the nurse swabbed a spot on my hip. I cried out as the needle was plunged deep into me.
"Owwww....OWEEEEEEE." I cried as she injected the stinging contents into me.
I kept on crying and sniffling as the nurse walked me and my Mom down the hall to what she called the procedure room. I was very frightened and I tried to keep my modesty by holding the gown closed in the back. I was already starting to feel the drug work as we entered a large room. There was allot of equipment in the room and big lights that shown down on a funny looking table.
"Mommy I'm scared." I said to her with pleading eyes.
"I know dear...but your the one that did bad things to your body and now the doctor has to fix it....so do as your told."
The nurse and my Mom led me to the funny looking table. I was feeling the full force of the drug now and my body felt heavy and slow to move. The table was strange looking with leg holds hanging down at one end. There was some big padding at the end of the tables top.
The nurse had me kneel in the funny leg holds where she strapped my lower and upper legs. I cried as I looked behind me to watch her restrain my small legs tight into the padding. The tables top sat about at my waist.
"I don't think we have ever had to use this on someone your age before, nor on someone so tight back there." The nurses said.
As I kneeled there my hands were on the tables top for support. The top started to lower as the nurse pressed on a button on a control. I was still crying and sniffling as I watched the table lower so that the large padded area was right at my pelvis.
"Ok Amy....just lay right over the table now." The nurse nudged me with her hand at the small of the back and I started to sob as my body lowered onto the table. The padding pushed my bottom out and open as my tummy rested on the tables surface.
"Put your hands to your sides." The nurse said as she opened the gown all the way in the back for me to be exposed. She then brought straps over me on my lower back and one over my upper back and shoulders. I started to plead for them not to restrain me. But soon I was tight to the tables top.
"Mommy...Mommy…" I called and she came up and stood beside me as the nurse went around the table. I felt my legs start to widen and move in toward my body a bit just under the table so that it seemed as if I was kneeling on my knees. This opened my bottom up even wider and I cried even harder through the drug filled haze.
"Need to lower your head a little and raise the table up Amy."
I looked from one side to the other but couldn't see anything as my head started to lower witch pushed the thick padding deeper into my pelvis so that my bottom was way up and my back was slightly arched. I could tell that my bottom was now completely exposed and wide open.
"Mommy...it's going to hurt...Mommy." I cried as the nurse brought over a chair for her to sit by my head and she got me a small pillow for my head. My Mom rubbed my exposed back as the nurse gathered instruments. Leaving me in the funny position with my backside in full view. Even though my body was feeling the drug my mind was in a slight haze and I would jump a bit at the clanking of instruments behind me. I could only see to one side or the other and not really able to see behind me as my bottom seemed raised so high.
I heard the door to the room open then close and I could hear the doctor talking to the nurse. My body struggled against the tight restraints as I laid there.
"Can we get this table a bit higher ?" The doctor said from behind me. I watched to the side as the table started to rise and my tears flowed harder.
"Amy this is going to be uncomfortable for you...but I need you to relax as much as possible. It may take some time for me to expand your anal ring enough to get the object out....I want you to tell me when if it hurts to much.. OK?"
The doctor and nurse were moving around behind me and my Mom sat to my side. I was gulping in air as I waited for the doctor to start the procedure.
"I'm going to lube you with some numbing stuff this will help a bit with any pain."
My body jerked a bit as I felt the doctors finger at my well exposed hole and he smeared the cool jelly around the outside of me before inserting his finger into my rectum.
"Ohhhhhh...MOMMY." I cried as the doctors finger worked in and out of me.
"I know baby...shuuushhh now."
I tried to move and squirm but the restraints held me tight to the table and in the leg holds as the doctor worked not just one but two fingers into me. I could feel me stretching back there but with just slight pain.
"Good You're doing very well Amy...I'm going to insert the speculum in now."
I whimpered and cried as I felt some deep pressure back there but very little pain. I could feel the sensation of something up inside me as the doctor moved the speculum around.
"Good Amy....feeling any pain?"
"Hu huh…" I moaned as I just felt some stretching but very little pain.
"Good we're part way there....just relax." He said as I felt the thing in me being manipulated and I soon felt a rush of cold air inside me. At the same time a stinging pain shot through my hole and I cried out.
"OEEEEEEEEE…" I said as I could hardly get the cry out of my open mouth.
"Ok...Ok ....we're going to let you rest for a bit."
"She's got allot of inflammation here....it's going to take time to dilate her." The doctor said with a sigh.
"Ohhhh....Ohhhheee." I cried as I turned my head from one side to the other as I laid there with my bottom up and that thing deep inside me. After a few minutes I felt him touch the speculum again and another shot of stinging pain went through me.
"OWEEEEEEE ....MOMMY....MAKE IT STOP…" I cried out now in real distress.
She rubbed my back as she tried to calm me. " come on sweetie the doctor needs to get that bottle out of you...you can't keep it in there."
"I know...but it hurts....it hurts down there."
"Shushhhhh" She said.
Every few minutes the doctor would open me up, and I would cry out as I could feel my hole widen. He would then let me rest and dilate me more. He would tell me how well I was doing as the time wore on. It took about 20 or 30 minutes to get me fully dilated. I was in true distress vowing never to put anything in my back passage again.
"Ok Amy....I'm going to reach in here with some clamps and see if I can't grab hold of this thing...be patient honey you're doing fine."
I whined and moaned as I heard and felt metal against metal going up into me. I could feel some tugging and then a metal snap deep within me. The doctor was moving the speculum around in my bottom pushing it way to my left side. I cried as it stung and felt like I was being ripped open. I felt some tugging and pulling deep with in me.
"Sorry Amy....I need to get a good grip on this." He said as he sounded like he was struggling with the object in me. I could hear the clamp close with a clank as it's hold would slip off the bottle. I cried and plunged my face into the tear soaked pillow as my bottom screamed in pain.
After a few more minutes and just when I didn't think I could take anymore. I felt a sharp cramp and tugging inside me. I cried out and I heard the doctor say he got it. I laid there panting as the object was now out of me.
"Am I done....oh please get that thing out of me…" I cried as I could still feel that I was wide open back there.
"Not yet Amy...I want to see if you have any damage here."
There was more clanking of instruments and then I moaned as the speculum was manipulated in me again. going from one side to the other.
"Oweeee...OOWWWWWW…" I cried out as the doctor did his exam.
"Let me have a single inflatable nozzle...she needs to be cleaned out...she is extremely impacted....and I will want to do a sigmoscopy on her." I heard the doctor talk to the nurse.
"Mrs. Banner...we're going to give Amy a series of enemas...this will clean her out and relieve her tummy ache...I will then be able to examine her fully as well....From what I see there is some damage to the rectal lining and she will have to go home with a special tube inserted for you to do enemas at home....I will have my nurse explain to you how this should be done."
I was crying as the doctor talked to my Mom and I saw her nod her head.
I felt something go up into me and then my bottom was starting to close. It didn't close all the way and I could tell that I had something sticking out of me. My hole pulsed around the thing in throbbing pain.
"What's that?.....what's in me?"
"It' a special tube Amy....The nurse is going to put medicine and water into you and try and clean you out so your tummy will feel better.....You have it from here ?"
"Yes Doctor." I heard the nurse say.
The nurse and my Mom un-strapped me from the table and I stood up reaching back to feel the tube that now hung out of my bottom. It dangled part way down my legs. I pulled on it a bit and it hurt me up inside. As I stood there the nurse was placing funny things at the tables end. They were metal things that were held high on poles. The table top was again flat as the nurse was working with it.
"Ok Amy I need you on the table flat on your back with your bottom on this padding."
I laid down on the table and the nurse made sure that almost the small of my back was on the padding. Then she nodded to my Mom and they both took one of my hanging legs and lifted them up and put my knees into the metal things that were way high. I started to sit up and protest but my Mom told me to lay down and be good. Each leg was then strapped into the metal holds and I cried as my legs were then spread wide out.
"What are you going to do?" I asked as the nurse once again placed straps over my body to hold me down to the tables top.
"We're going to get that feces out of you so you feel better." The nurse said.
Mom stood by my side as I looked through my spread legs at the nurse running water. I could feel the tube in me hanging down from my sore hole. The nurse brought over a clear bag with some milky white stuff in it. She called to my Mom for her to come and observe what she was doing.
"The doctor will give you a prescription of what he will want you to give her in her enemas.....You will need to hang the bag no less than two feet from her bottom. The best position will be in a knee chest position. You then connect the two tubes together and start the enema. I have placed her in this position so we can massage her belly....Ok Amy your going to feel the water now." The nurse said as she reached up and unclamped the tube. I felt the water at once and I cried. It didn't hurt but felt funny running into me.
The nurse came to my side and started to massage my tummy as my Mom watched from between my legs. I moaned and groaned as I started to feel full.
"I got to go...I got to go now." I cried as the nurse continued to massage my tummy and my Mom reached up and rubbed one of my exposed wide legs.
"Amy.....Amy...just calm down...the tube in you won't let you have an accident....just try and relax....you have a lot of junk in here that we need to break up and get out of you."
I complained as I saw the bag of medicine drain into me making me feel full, balloted and as if I was going to have an accident. Both my Mom and the nurse were now working my tummy to try and get the stuff inside me to break up.
"She needs to hold the enema for 15 minutes. If the doctor prescribes medications she may have to hold longer or through the night."
"Mommy....I can't...I can't hold it anymore…I got to go."
When the time was up the nurse raised the head of the table and brought over a bucket. My legs were spread apart and I was semi sitting.
"Now at home you will have Amy lay on her left side on the bed. You then detach the tubes and let her drain into a bucket."
My Mom and the nurse stood between my legs as the room filled up with a foul odor. I cried and complained as this was being done. But it did feel better not to have that pressure inside me as the water drained out of me. When my tummy was empty the nurse hung another bag and the table was lowered again. They massaged my tummy as I took yet another enema. I ended up taking five enemas in all until the water that was put into me ran clear.
"Bet you are feeling better now aren't you Amy?"
I just nodded my head as the nurse was right my tummy did feel better and I was glad it was all over.
"Am I done....I don't want to be here anymore." I said.
"The doctor just wants to take a look up inside you and then we will be finished." The nurse said as she clanked around instruments.
My Mom had called my Dad as I was getting my enemas and he was led into the room. I blushed as I laid there in a semi sitting position with my legs spread wide.
"Oh Daddy...I'm so sorry...I will never do anything like this again I promise."
"I know baby." He said as he came up to my side and looked at my Mom.
"He's going to examine her and see what type of damage there is before prescribing treatment....she sure has done a good one this time."
Daddy looked at my small restrained body strapped to the table and he bent over and kissed my forehead. Just then the nurse came up between my legs.
"Amy I'm going to move your legs in position now so the doctor can do his exam."
We all watched as the nurse released a knob on my right leg and she pushed it back toward my body. I started to cry as she did the same to the other leg so that my bottom was pushed out and wide at the end of the table. Both my legs were back toward me so that I was almost bent in two. My Mom and Dad stood by my side as the nurse draped a sheet over me and lowered my head down flat. I no longer could see with the sheet draped across my legs only keeping my bottom exposed.
"I'm SCARED…" I cried as the nurse left to get the doctor and I could feel my bottom was wide open for his inspection. I laid like that for a few minutes until the nurse and doctor came back. The doctor looked over the sheet and down at me, as he pulled on some gloves.
"Amy I'm first going to check your anal ring just with my fingers...then I will be inserting a long metal tube into you so that I can look inside....you may feel some cramping and hear some strange noises...I will be filling you with some air so that I can see the lining inside better."
Not waiting for the doctor to finish I cried out. "I don't want you toooo" I screamed. I cried the whole time the doctor was touching me. My hole was so sore as he had his finger in me moving it slowly around to feel it.
"She's got some real inflammation here." He said as he moved his finger in me.
"Amy the scope now."
"NOOOOOOO…." I screamed as I felt the metal start to enter me. I huffed and cried and panted as the rod was inserted deep into me. My hands were in tight fists as the rod was moved this way and that. I felt cramping pain deep inside me.
"She's got some good scratches up here...Ok Amy. All done." He said as I felt the metal rod leave me. I took in a few deep breaths.
"Ok what we're going to do is....insert a single inflatable nozzle into Amy...I will be prescribing medication enemas for her to receive three times a day. She will also need to have a cleansing enema once a night...right before bed and before her last medication enema. The two you give her through the day with need to be held for 30 minuets...The last one at night she will hold through the night....I will also be prescribing some salve that needs to be massaged around the tube onto her anus."
"How long will the tube have to stay in doctor?"
"I want to see her back her in a week...I suggest bed rest and for her to have lots of water and a very high fiber diet....Ok Amy going to insert the nozzle...and then we will be done."
I cried out as the doctor inserted his finger and pulled down on my hole. I felt the large tube enter me and my hole close around it. I then heard some hissing and I moaned as I felt full up inside.
"Ok that's it.....she's going to be very sore back here for a while."
When I was let up off the table I looked back at the hideous tube that hung from my bottom.
"I don't want it....take it out please." I cried. The nurse was showing my Mom how to coil the tube so that it would fit into my panties. I was then led down the hall and Mom helped me dress. I walked funny with that thing in me.
After stopping at the store for the prescriptions we went home only for me to be sent to my room. Mom brought in a large picture of water for me to drink. I laid on the bed crying that I wouldn't be able to go play with my friends.
That night my Mom and Dad came in with my medicine enema. They told me that it was just one quart but I would have to hold it all night.
"Come on baby...over my lap." My Father said. I was crying as he lowered my pajamas. My Mom connected the tubes and then she pulled my bottom apart. I screamed out as my father's gloved finger smeared the medicine around my sore hole.
I would cry each time I got the enemas and the salve to my bottom. The whole thing was embarrassing and I hated the enemas that would be put into me then drained into a bucked through the tube from my bottom. As I started to feel better I started to get real defiant about the procedures. My Mom and Dad seemed to have lots of patience with me though, threw the whole thing.
They both went to the doctors with me a week later. I was placed again on the table with my legs back toward me so that the doctor could examine me inside and out. I hated that position and when he put the metal tube in me I cried.
"Ahhhhh yes....looking so much better Amy....I think we can leave the tube out."
The doctor talked to my parents while the nurse let me off the table. I could over hear the doctor some.
"I don't see why not...it will probably do her some good."
I was so glad to have the tube out of me, but the doctor still wanted my parents to apply the salve to my bottom three times a day. That night before bed time my Dad called me out to the living room. He was sitting in one of the dinning room straight backed chairs. My Mom was by his side holding an enema bag with a large black thing on the end of the tubing.
"Come over here Amy."
"What...why?"
"Get over here right now." I walked to my Fathers side and stood there with my head down.
"You have been very bad ...and you know that...so for the next two weeks your going to get a spanking and a enema for your behavior."
"Daddy NOOOOO." I cried as he took me over his lap. I tried to struggle but couldn't and he gave me a hard slap to my pajama covered back side.
"Hold still young lady."
I sobbed as he lowered my PJ's so that my bottom was exposed.
"Daddy please NOOOOOO…" I cried out as his first swat landed on my bottom. It stung real deep and he continued to spank me and talk.
SLAP you SLAP have SLAP very SLAP naughty SLAP and SLAP your SLAP going SLAP to SLAP learn SLAP a SLAP lesson SLAP young SLAP lady.
He continued to spank my bottom and I tried to kick and scream. My bottom was now stinging red when he stopped.
"There's the first lesson Amy. How does your bottom feel now?"
"Ohhhhheeee Daddy…" I cried as I tried to push myself off his lap.
"You're not going anywhere young lady...I'm going to fill your backside up now with a good enema."
"Nooo Daddy please I will be good....please NOOOO…"
"Oh my little girl likes to put things in her bottom, well she's going to get a good enema in her bottom every night for a long time."
"Daddy noooooo…" I yelled as I felt him part my burning cheeks. His gloved finger then slipped into me and I yelled out.
"Oweeeee...no Daddy I promise no...I won't ever again."
"Oh I know you won't young lady....your going to be so tired of having a nozzle up your butt you won't want to touch back her ever again...now doesn't that feel good up your naughty butt."
I cried as his finger stretched me and he moved it around inside.
"Nooooo Daddy...it hurts...take it out."
"Let me have that nozzle." I heard him say.
"NOOOOO Daddy.....NOOOOO please."
I tried to clinch my bottom up so that the large nozzle wouldn't enter. But with firm pressure from my fathers hand the nozzle started to make it's way into me. It stretched me wide sending some stinging pain around my hole.
"Wwwwwoooooo Daddy it hurts...take it out it hurts tooo much."
"But you like things in your butt Amy...now settle down while I push this nozzle up your naughty butt."
I cried more as he slowly pushed the nozzle into me and I let out a loud groan as it seated itself inside me.
"Ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh…" I said over and over as I felt the nozzle deep with in me.
"Now your Mom is going to give you your hot soapy enema." I heard the click and felt the rush of hot water gush into me. My body jerked as I felt the water high inside and I had a strong urge to go. My Dad had my cheeks parted with his hands as to watch me struggle with holding my enema.
"My little girl likes her nozzle in her bottom doesn't she?"
"NOOOOO Daddy...I hate it...get it out please."
I flushed with embarrassment as my father talked about me liking things in my bottom. My tummy started to cramp worse and I begged for them to stop.
"No Amy....you will take all your enema in your naughty butt...because you like things in your bottom don't you."
"I don't...I don't...really Daddy please stop…"
My tummy stretched with the enema, and I was crying in discomfort. I heard the bag empty and I pleaded to go to the bathroom.
"No Amy...you're going to hold your enema while standing in the corner for 20 minutes."
"NOOOOOO Daddy please don't make me." A hard swat came down across my bottom even with the nozzle stuck way up me.
"Ooweee Daddy..." He then raised me from his lap and my Mom thrust the enema bag into my hands.
"Now to the corner young lady."
I reached back to pull up my pajama bottoms but my Father stopped me.
"You will get in that corner with your naughty bottom showing us how you like things stuck inside you...now get."
I sniffled and sobbed as I stood in the corner with the nozzle deep within me and me struggling to hold the cramping enema. My bottom exposed to my parents for them to see. The minutes passed slowly as I stood there holding my bag. When they finally let me go I raced to the bathroom where my Mom bent me over to take the nozzle out of me. I squirmed on the seat with my spanked bottom hurting.
When I came out my Mom was sitting on my bed with one hand gloved and the tube of medicine in the other. She made me get in a knee chest position so she could apply the salve.
"Mommy...I don't want no more enemas...please I have learned my lesson."
"Sorry Amy...this is what your Dad thinks will keep you from doing naughty harmful things to yourself...and I agree...you will get a spanking and enema each night for the next two weeks."
That night I cried myself to sleep knowing that I would have to endure the spanking and horrid enemas. After the two weeks were up I did receive spankings and enemas after that when I was bad. My parents knew that I hated them and thus would punish me with enemas.
