The two boys were prepped in another room away from their female partners in crime. The six were led two by two to face punishment but that isn’t the proper term. This story is 100% true. It is not embellished, this is my memory. Nothing bizarre happens, and no orgies here….just my recollections. I hope you enjoy reading it. Then, as always, she dropped one last bomb. Mistress Rosemarie said that once a girl gets her period she has it for the next 40 years. Therefore, since I now had my first period, it was only fair that it continued. So – 28 days from now – the 28th of every month, I was going to get a visit from my menstrual friend and I would have my period for three days each month and would have to use the necessary feminine products with the middle day being the heaviest flow requiring both a pad and tampon. Do not worry sissies – she has been told to add a comment to this Post on Monday night giving you all the very unpleasant feminine period details. I was then told that for the next 24 hours I would have to change my pad and tampon everytime I went to the Ladies Room, but at a minimum at least every two hours.

Valerie placed a towel on the leather covered treatment table, gave me a pillow, and had me relax while she filled the Sherema bag, which can hold over a gallon! I was ready when Valerie returned, the bag was bulging, and she had attached a long colon tube that looked to be about a 36fr. She hung the bag, put on rubber gloves and greased the colon tube to it’s full length with Vaseline. I love my job, I love being a nurse, I love doing the things within my skill-set as a nurse that I am legally licensed to do, one of which is injections, temps, and yes, that includes rectal temps as well, and enemas and suppositories. After they are clothed and bathed she gives each one a hug and a piece of candy for them. Then for the record she makes me strip and bend over the tub. I do it to show them you are never too old for an enema.When the door opened, I started down the hall. I saw her step out of the door at the far end. I didn’t know her name yet, but I could see she was wearing a nurses uniform, and that she had long brown hair, and was of medium height. As I got close I could see that she was a pretty woman, and that the top of the uniform revealed a little more cleavage than you would see in any hospital. I immediately found her attractive, and as I introduced myself she lead me inside. She told me her name was Valerie. Obviously a good nurse/doc, when doing her/his job, absolutely don't must show this and don't need remark it to his patient. Maybe not. But just the same, go up to the bathroom and prepare yourselves for an enema. Then after the enema in the morning you will get ten swats instead of five. Any squawking during the enema will earn another five swats, fifteen in all.” I made sure they understood I meant business. The enemas start at seven p.m. and usually the last one is given at ten p. m. Lights out at eleven. The Prep of drinking 2 gallons of water gave me a really bulging tummy and a bloated feeling. I tried not to pee, but had to occasionally. Shopping for Sanitary Products was as humiliating as it always is.

Everything is done at certain and fixed times. You go to the bathroom at a certain time. You are strip searched almost every night. And we may be old but we still are strapped. When I had called Valerie to make the appointment she had asked me a few questions to be sure I really understood what an enema was, and I had assured her I did. Now we discussed some of the formalities, and then I was shown to the treatment room. My name is Dawn and I have been sentenced to one month in the Russell Correctional Facility. I was caught shoplifting. It was a stupid thing to do, I know. Scrooge said no and Mrs. Crachit said, “No wonder you hates Christmas. This will make you your jolly old self again, if that is even possible.” She had the standard pewter clyster pump and she stood behind Scrooge.Matt and Bob passed around a beer to each of the kids. “You’re right, Matt didn’t learn anything from Mr. Spankee the first time.” One night June and Elly went out to a night owl party. I told them to be home by l am, but they came waltzing in the door at two thirty in the morning. They were a little tipsy. They started throwing up in the wastebasket.

College guys, football players and engineering nerds alike, popped from the library, classroom buildings, Student Union and dorms to get a look at the sexy lady with the flashy car. Bronwyn Evans, my college steady date, caught me kissing my Aunt Doris. She walked away as though she hadn’t seen. I was going to have plenty of explaining to do. Or maybe none at all. Swinging the car into her driveway without slowing down, she hit a small pink bicycle with pink and white tassles hanging from the handlebars. The bicycle bounced once on the driveway and then became embedded in a weedgrown hedge. Hardly noticing, she slammed on the brakes and emerged with some difficulty from the car. She hurried up the front walkway and climbed the cement stairs, stepping on each with both feet. A small boy with melted chocolate on his face sat on the top step, in front of the open door. "Mommy?" he asked, "Is that you, Mommy?" He peered at her face, squinting. His shoes trailed untied laces, he looked dirty and undernourished. She hurried past him, saying, "Yes, Donny, it's Mommy. No time to talk, I have to go to the bathroom." Day 3 was the same, but worse as it compounded from Day 2. I could barely go an hour now and even had to stop on the way to work and go to the bathroom at a McDonald’s. I was in the drugstore with my best friend buying tampons, and we were debating on which ones we liked better. Right as my crush walked by we crouched down, thinking he didn't see us, but then he turned the corner and came up to us and said, 'Wow, I only thought girls were like this when they were shopping for shoes!' It was so embarrassing!"

About Me

I was 17 years old when I had my first pelvic examination. I had been dreading it for 2 years, since I had been sexually active, and kept putting it off. But now I had a discharge that I didn’t recognize, and needed a more reliable form of birth control, and I had no choice. So, I scheduled an appointment with the local teen clinic, since it was free if you were young, and birth control was inexpensive there, too. I still remember that I was so nervous the night before my exam that I couldn’t sleep. A close friend of mine’s mom worked at this clinic as a nurse, and it was she who called me when it was time for my appointment. I went upstairs (the clinic was in a converted house)and she led me into a small room where she took some information, weighed and measured me, and then asked me if I preferred someone else to perform my physical examination since I knew her, and was close friends with her son. I was so scared, I just instinctively said that it didn’t matter to me, but I was dying inside. I guess I was just trying not to show how nervous I was. I then called Elly in and greased her anus real well. June helped and she held the bag high. Elly took it quite well. She had better results than June. She was more compacted. I kept the paddle behind the enema bag. I said, “Girls, do you want your spanking now or later ?” This is the second time this week you’ve failed to memorize your Bible lesson,” Aunt Connie said. “Perhaps a whipping will help you concentrate.”