The problem is the older I get, the more I
need to motivate myself to have a D&S session with hubby. It’s kind of like
going to the gym. A lot of times I don’t feel like going and it doesn’t take
much to talk me out of it, but once I get there, I’m glad I went.
I love dominating James but when you’ve
worked all week and have other issues going on, it takes some motivation to
psyche myself up to dress in leather and go through my toy chest to decide how
I’m going to discipline/dominate him. As the Dom, I have to create the sessions
and that takes thought, time and effort. One of the reasons I have this blog is
to get ideas from others, and I am thankful for all the wonderful ideas people
have shared with me.
It’s been bitter cold here all week so this
is the perfect weekend to “play”. I was going to have a session with James
tonight (Saturday) but last night I was on the internet reading some of my
favorite femdom blogs and sites and I came across a video clip of two women
engaging in enema play. Although it was a woman dominating a woman, I loved the
way she went about it. She administered a large enema in a very sensual way and
then she made the woman worship her body while she held in the enema. I’ve done
this with James in the past but the way this woman went about it, the way she
kept pressing on her subs’ stomach with her feet to make her even more
uncomfortable as the submissive woman was worshipping her Mistress’ legs really
turned me on.
That video motivated me to give James an
enema and I didn’t want to wait. I’ve learned that you have to seize the moment
when it arises else it might pass. I bought some new enema equipment last October
but it is down in the confinement room and with the cold weather, I didn’t feel
like going down into the basement to fetch it. And I didn’t want to send James because
I wanted to surprise him.
In my toy chest I have a 4 quart black
pumpkin enema bag and a butt-plug shaped aluminum enema nozzle.
I bought this 7, maybe 8 years ago and we had some fun sessions with it. Hubby came to fear the dreaded black pumpkin bag, especially as I worked him up to hold 3 quarts.
I cranked up the heat in my bedroom and I dressed in leather bra, panties and knee high leather boots. I filled the enema bag with warm water and hung it from the ceiling fan above my bed. I called James into the bedroom and showed him his fate for the rest of the night.
I covered my bed with an old blanked and had him strip and lie face down on my bed. I propped his ass up with pillows (covered with an old towel) and I lubricated his anus. I then slid the aluminum nozzle into his anus and released the water from the bag. I made him take over half the bag, somewhere between 2 and 3 quarts.
I could tell James was becoming very
uncomfortable. I closed off the water flow, removed the tubing and put in place
the cap which keeps the water trapped inside the patient.
Usually when we do enema play like this, I
will have James roll over on his back and I will engage in tease and denial as
well as some age play. He likes that but last night I had a different plan. I
put a waist harness around him, running the leather strap through the crack of
his ass to make sure the enema plug could in no way escape.
Then I ordered my hubby to get down on his
knees and worship my body from boot to breasts. I informed him he would not get
release from the enema until after he brought me to two orgasms. James began
with his normal level of enthusiasm as he licked my boots but it didn’t take
long for his predicament to kick in. I didn’t help matters as I kept taking the
other boot and pressed it against his abdomen, causing him much discomfort. I
mimicked the woman in the video with how I teased him and tormented him as he
worshipped my body with licks and kisses of adoration.
I’m not exactly sure how long I made him worship
me but I’m sure to him it felt like an eternity. Finally I gave him permission
to eat my pussy. I was very aroused so the first orgasm came rather quickly.
But he had to work hard to give me the second one. I held back as long as I
could on purpose. The poor baby was really struggling. He has a safe word so he
could have used it but he pleased me by suffering for my pleasure. I eventually
came and it was more intense than my first orgasm. I grabbed his head and held
him there until I couldn’t take it any longer. It was pure bliss.
I gave hubby permission to go have his
privacy but I didn’t want him using my bathroom. The poor dear had to walk to
the other bathroom in the house. I also made him take the enema equipment with
him to clean it up and put it away when he was done. I also reminded him to
drink plenty of water after he was done so he wouldn’t get dehydrated.
I relaxed on the bed and fell asleep while
hubby suffered some more in the other bathroom. He told me this morning he had
cramps all night but they have finally subsided. I asked him on a scale of 1 to
10, how uncomfortable was he by the time I had my second orgasm? He said 8 or 9
and that he came very close to using his safe word at several times during his
ordeal. I gained possession of more of his coins last night as hubby is
learning how to suffer for my pleasure. I’m very proud of him.
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