My Enema Mistress by patty the pooch First of all, please allow me to explain that i do not like enemas. i sometimes must submit to them because this pleases my Mistress. Mistress also uses enemas at times to punish me. When She chooses to administer enemas as part of my training, i usually am submitting to Nurse C. She dresses in a Nurses coat, stockings, and nurses cap. i must submit to a thorough examination by Ms. C. This means that She will place surgical gloves on Her hands. i am nude, as i am instructed to bend over and place my hands on the edge of the tub. She then places lubricant on Her gloved fingers and begins inserting a few fingers first inside my pussy, then She places Her fingers from Her other hand inside my rectum. my body begins to respond to Her fingers moving inside my openings. i begin to moan as She inspects Her bitch. As She probes my insides She tells me how it is going to amuse Her to clean me out with a few nice, hot soap suds enemas. Nurse C. informs me that this is for my own good. She then removes the gloves from Her hand and commands me to stand before Her in the "inspection" position. i obediently stand facing Her, my arms raised, my hands clasped behind my head, my legs spread apart. Nurse C. then proceeds to examine my large bare breasts touching them, squeezing them, and then squeezing my nipples between Her fingers. She commands me to spread my legs wider as She reminds me that i am Her slut slave. She walks behind me and squeezes my ass cheeks. Nurse C. then commands me kneel on the bathroom floor in front of the tub. i am told to lean over and place my hands on the cold, white porcelain bottom of the tub. Nurse C. begins to prepare my first enema. i can hear the very warm water pouring out of the bathroom faucet flowing into the large red rubber enema bag. Nurse C. had already poured some of Her peppermint liquid soap inside the bag. my entire body is trembling in fear of the anticipation of the enemas i dread so much. Nurse C. lubricated the nozzle with lubricant. "Prepare yourself for your first cleaning out slave", Nurse C. replies. i cry out as Mistress pushes the large hard plastic nozzle with large holes deep inside my tight rectum. i cry out as the hard nozzle causes me alot of discomfort. i suddenly feel the warm liquid filling up inside me causing cramping in my stomach. i feel the urgent need to move my bowels but Nurse C. tells me i must hold it until She allows me to go sit on the toilet. She warns me that if i dare to make a mess on the floor i will be punished after i clean it up. i try my best to hold the enema as the cramping becomes more intense. Sometimes Nurse C. may desire to paddle me while I hold the enema. i cry out as i plead with Nurse C. if i may go to the bathroom. She finally permits me to go sit on the toilet and relieve my bowels. As i stand to do so, i can feel a little liquid dripping from my rectum. i hurry towards the toilet and feel a sense of relief to relieve myself. However, the cramping is still there. i feel quite embarrassed as Nurse C. remains in the bathroom listening to all of the noises associated with relieving a enema. She is busy feeling up the enema bag again with another dose of peppermint soap suds. Once the second enema is ready, Nurse C. commands me to go kneel in front of the tub again. i get off the toilet and once again kneel on the floor and lean over the tub for my next dreaded soap suds enema. Nurse C. inserts that hard nozzle with those large holes that allow the enema to flow inside me faster deep in my sore, tight rectum. She releases the clasp causing the soapy liquid to fill me up once more. The cramping in my belly is more intense then the first time. i cry out from the pain. Nurse C. reminds me that i had better hold that enema unless i want to be punished. i try my best to please Her but i can begin to feel the liquid dripping out of the back of me. She commands me to get my ass on the toilet. As i relieve myself this time i feel very frightened as i know i earned punishment for not holding the enema long enough. The cramping in my stomach is still there and lots of dirty liquid pours out of me. i feel so embarrassed and very docile. i watch in fear as Nurse C. fills the bag up once more. But i am quite relieved when i see that this time She only fills it with clear warm water. i am commanded to get into position again to receive my last enema. As the clear water fills the inside of me i feel glad that my enema training is almost over. Nurse C. tells me that She is pleased that i am now cleaned out properly. She reminds me that if She has to punish me with enemas i should know that it will be a ordeal i will never forget. i am then told to finish relieving myself and shower. The rest of the day i remain feeling very docile and Owned. When Ms. C. decides to punish me with enemas for very bad behavior or disrespect it is definitely an ordeal. It is done in a very cold, cruel manner meant to teach me not to repeat the same offense. When pooch receives punishment enemas for bad behavior they are administered in the following manner; Ms. C. dresses in Her disciplinarian attire. This consists of Her long black nylon nightgown, a pink short nightie worn over the nightgown, black stockings, red short leather gloves on Ms. C's hands, and a black mask covering Her eyes. When Ms. C. enters the bedroom where She desires to begin my punishment, i kneel naked upon the carpeted floor in the "kow tow" position. She walks behind me with one of Her long thin black crops in Her hand. She strikes my bare buttocks with this razor sharp implement several times. i find it difficult to stay still as the sharp blows strike its target. "I see you are in My presence once again little slut for your bad behavior and disrespect" Ms. C. replies to Her frightened pet. "Yes Ms. C.", poochie answers as her entire body trembles. "Well, I will be happy to punish you slut", Ms. C. says with a chuckle. She commands me to climb up on the bed. Ms. C. then places my "punishment heavy restraints" on me. These consist of a leather collar that locks around my neck, leather restraints that bind around my wrists and ankles. There is a heavy linked chain that attaches all of these together. The way they are made i cannot stretch my legs straight out, so i must lie in a curled position. If i am made to walk with them on, i have to bend over in order to be able to try to walk. Ms. C. then makes me wear my punishment "pump gag". This gag has leather straps that bind across my head and fasten tightly behind my head. There is a penis gag that fills my mouth when it is placed inside. The gag can be pumped up as much as Ms. C. desires. i fear this particular gag so it is used for punishment only. i am made to stay in this position for an hour or more while i listen to a music cassette tape that consists of meaningful songs that Ms. C. had put together that pertains to our relationship. These songs make me cry because i know that i have displeased my Lady. Ms. C. gives me several strokes across my buttocks and thighs with Her very thin crop throughout this period of time. She then tells me it is time for my punishment enemas. Ms. C. releases me from my heavy chains and removes the pump gag from my mouth. "Get your slutty disobedient ass into the bathroom", Ms. C. commands. i scurry into the bathroom crawling on my knees. i am instructed to kneel in front of the tub and lean over it placing my hands upon the cold porcelain bottom of the tub. Ms. C. begins to prepare my first punishment enema. She fills the large rubber red enema bag with peppermint soap and hot water. "Spread your legs you disrespectful slut", Ms. C. commanded. i obeyed with no hesitation. Ms. C. forced the large hard plastic nozzle with large holes deep into my tight rectum. There was no lubricant on the nozzle as i was being punished. Ms. C. immediately released the clasp of the enema tube allowing the hot soapy liquid to flow deep inside me. i cried out as the cramping began in my stomach. ( Ms. C. had once given me a beer enema for being disrespectful when i was permitted to drink some beer) i am only allowed to drink a six pack usually on a Saturday evening. Ms. C. does not really approve of any submissive drinking alcohol. However, if i have been a good slave, i am permitted to drink once a week. Once i have received my first punishment enema, Ms. C. makes me hold the enema while She paddles my bare buttocks hard with Her large wooden paddle with large holes to a count of six to ten swats. It is quite difficult to hold a enema when Ms. C. is using this particular paddle. She then allows me to relieve my bowels as i am still crying out from the stinging, fierce swats from that paddle. Ms. C. degrades me as my bowels continue to let loose into the toilet. She tells me how bad i smell and taunts me about how awful the bowel sounds coming from me are offensive to Her ears. i feel very humiliated and frightened as Ms. C. stands there until She feels i am ready for my second enema. Once again i am leaning over the tub as Ms.C. fills the enema bag with more hot peppermint soapy suds. my entire body trembles uncontrollably as i feel that painful hard nozzle forcing its way inside my sore rectum again. The cramping in my stomach is more intense this time as that hot liquid flows into me. i cry out, "Please no more Ms. C.! " i am sorry Ms. C.!" Ms. C. only adds to my painful discomfort as She paddles my ass with that large wooden paddle again. i try my best to hold the enema but my attempt to please fails as the liquid begins to drip out on to the floor. Ms. C. is now very upset with me as She calls me a careless messy, disobedient slut. i tremble and cringe in Her presence hoping that i have not earned more enemas. She commands me to get my ass on the toilet. She tells me that She should give me enemas all night long for allowing my enema to soil Her bathroom floor. i apologize to Her over and over as the second enema empties into the toilet. Ms. C. then prepares the third enema which is a warm clear one although i do not know this at the time. i crawl slowly over to the tub feeling very docile, and weak. Ms. C. gives me my last enema. In the past i have received more then three enemas sometimes for punishment. The pain then is more unbearable then anyone could ever imagine. When my punishment is over i am permitted to lie down for awhile and then i may shower. All is forgiven and i am once again a good slave in my Owners eyes. When i have disappointed Mistress that is the times that i feel really bad because i know that i have hurt Her. This hurts more then any physical punishment She could ever give me.