Month: July 2009

The Clinic – Dr. Sterns

His nervousness seemed to rise as rapidly as the elevator rushing them towards the top of the immense high rise building. The woman, known to him only as Kasha, gave him a reassuring smile and pat on the hand. “Don’t worry my pet, I’m sure you’ll do fine, the staff here is renowned for their […]

Purge Her

She’d been moping around most of the morning, quite distracted by something. When he’d left to run to the store, she’d just disappeared into the bathroom for the third time. When he returned she was sitting on the couch, fidgeting restlessly, still dressed in her nightshirt. Tina sat on the couch, frazzled and miserable, her […]

The Clinic

My throat was dry as I approached the door to the clinic. I wondered what it would be like, would it be cold and clinical or warm and sensual, would there be a lot of people around, would I be alone, what would it be like. I opened the door, and stepped inside, I was […]

Teen Clinic Episode

I was very pleased to see your magazine take the initiative on the subject of the good ol’ enema. It needed to be taken out of the Victorian closets (as referred to by one of your readers). Enemas were much a part of my boyhood and teen years, living in the 80s on a farm […]

Phone For Appointment

Harold Miller read the small neatly typed card displayed in the glass fronted show-case outside the newsagents’ several times before he plucked up courage to surreptitiously write down the telephone number on a scrap of paper and hurry away. He could, without any effort, memorize that advertisement word for word, but he couldn’t trust his […]

Pam’s Preparatory Enema

My girlfriend Pam’s enema experiences essentially began when we started dating some years back. She was 20 years old, slender and generally attractive. As far as I could determine, she had never had any childhood or college enema experiences to speak of. At that time I never really tried pushing the subject with her, nor […]

My Side Of The Story

By this point nearly everyone has taken the time to read my wife, Amber’s lifetime of stories of enjoying enemas. Admittedly, I never received them as a child and, as difficult as it is to believe, was in my early forties before being introduced them. But the reader must appreciate that there are two sides […]

Europe on 5 Enemas a Day – Part 3

The next morning Sandi, Nancy and I took leave of Marlee and Kari. As much as I would have liked to linger on and enjoy Mar’s company neither of us thought it very prudent. Her husband was due today, probably in the afternoon and I didn’t really feel like hanging around, caught in a three […]

Europe on 5 Enemas A Day-Part 2

We were all tired and slept late. Last night’s fun had really been exhausting. I woke up, still a little sore but very pleased with myself, with the two lovely girls laying in my bed and with the world in general. How is it that a good bout of sexual activity can change your outlook […]

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