Some men get excited about golden showers because to them it is the ultimate in servitude and the depths of submission. To them, there is nothing so degrading and humiliating, yet exciting. To some submissive men, it is the moment right before the golden shower that is the most exciting. To have his Queen positioned over his body, perhaps seated on a Queening stool with him bound below her, awaiting to be degraded. It is that moment of anticipation that submissive men have confessed that they felt unbelievably submissive, as if they had indeed been conquered by their Queen. Then as they felt the warmth of the woman’s urine against their body they knew there was no doubt that they could never be her equal.

Enema's can be very erotic when administered by a dominant woman. A number of men over the years have told me an enema story from their childhood. It usually involves a boy's Mother, Female Guardian or a Nurse being a bit forceful when administering the enema and this has been known to trigger submissive desires within males. In Corey’s case, it was his Aunt.

“When I was a boy, probably around eight or nine, I was staying with my Aunt Jane for a few weeks this one summer. My Aunt was my Mother's older sister by five years and she was probably in her mid thirties. Like my Mother, my Aunt Jane was a beautiful woman with long black hair, dark skin and lovely brown eyes. When I was staying with her, I had a constipation problem for some reason and was not going to the bathroom. I can't recall why, maybe it was an emotional thing from being away from my Mom for two weeks or maybe it was eating too much junk food at my Aunt's house. Whatever the cause, I was not going to the bathroom and my Aunt knew this so she wanted to rectify it and she told me that I needed an enema.

My Mom gave me an enema a few years earlier and I remembered that I did not enjoy it at all, so I told my Aunt, "no way". She insisted and I got rebellious toward her and refused. This only made her the more determined. She told me that I had to have one for my own good and that she was going to give me one, whether I cooperated or not. We were the only two in the house that day, as my Uncle was either working or somewhere else.