Waiting for an enema

I self administer my enemas so I don't have to wait to recieve them other than preparation time. But I was wondering if others have had to wait for some time until their enema giver decided to finally insert the nozzle and start their enema? For instance have others had to wait naked laying on the bed or on hands and knees for some time until it is time for the enema. Seems like the anticipation would be the worst of most embarrassing part.

Yes, often. My Domme switch ex-wife dressed me first in head to to latex then thick Converse then cuffed me on bed then went to preparet the first enema, then hung bag, inserted DBC into me then finally started flow. All that took perhaps 30-45 minutes, but the waiting, knowing she was Domme and I was absolutely getting a large enema, usually two, consensually but nevertheless forced into me, was for lack of a better word, exquisite agony. Intentionally accentuated by forcing my rubber, enclosure, sneakers and bondage kinks on me to make me aroused before the enemas. Followed by more exquisite agony of a long hold of both a combined first and second enema. 👍🏻👍🏻😊

Eric

It certainly can be exciting when you've been told that you're going to get one, but not when! The anticipation is close to the feeling you get with the promise of sex.

Rather than simply wait, I have always participated in the mixing and setup. I always did SOME PART of it. At least the insertion, attach the nozzle, SOMETHING.

I think my Dad believed that if I participated in prep and setup, that I would feel a sense of ownership and be more likely to take the whole quantity and retain it the full round.

It was mostly true!

@LisaK so true! I always involve my patient in the preparation either for enemas or injections!

While growing up, mom prepared everything before calling me into the bathroom. Since on my own, I enjoy preparing the solution whether for wife or myself. Anticipation is enhanced that way!!

I remember a time several years ago. I had taken my wife to Gatlnburg, TN., on a sort of second honeymoon. We rented a lodge there in a secluded area outside Gatlinburg. My wife, planning a special surprise for me while we were there had packed a couple of my enema bags. This was all unbenounced to me. Then, on one of the mornings while we were there, she woke me up early by whispered "Guess what I am going to do for you today?" I said "I don't know, honey, tell me!" She responded by stating "I am going to give you that special enema that you have been asking me for, for so long!" I did not know what to say! But she did, by adding "You are going to love it!" Well, with that said, my wife got up from the bed, walked over to where the travel bags where, then she reached down and pulled out a tote bag from amongst the pack. She, then, unzipped the bag and pulled out 3of my enema bags. She waved them at me and told me to go wait in the lodge's tv room while she went to the bathroom to prepare my special enema. Of course, I did as instructed. And, let me tell you one thing! Boy, did I get butterflies in my stomach just like I used to when Mom told me that I was about to get an enema when I was a boy. Also, I had a knot about the size of a golf ball in my throat too! Goodness sakes... Anticipation... there's nothing better...especially when you know that someone you love is preparing a special treat for you!

Anticipation. I had a miserable headache with an achy flu and 101 temperature (that year, the flu shot obviously didn't work!). I was lying in bed waiting for my husband to come and hang my fountain syringe on a clothes tree we use for occasions like this, with a feeling of anticipation that actually made me enjoy the moment and what was to come. (PS, the feeling of a waterproof pad under my bottom added to the sensory experience.)

I had been listening to the sounds of Rob preparing my enema -- water running, filling the bag, opening the medicine drawer for the Vaseline -- and thinking there's a sensory magic in the anticipation that creates endorphins leading to a heightening excitement that all but masked how lousy I was feeling.

We have debated whether an enema will help us feel better when we're sick. Following the enema, the excitement morphed into a feeling of relaxation and I slept the afternoon, waking up with enough energy to make dinner. I think this indicates how powerful our minds can be.

Yes the waiting is the best but sometimes it is waiting hours knowing I am going get an enema from my wife. I was ready to be cleaned out early in the day but had wait until 4 pm to go get a fleet ready by warming it up, put a towel on the bed and tell her when I was ready. I was ready before we even started but laying on the towel naked for 5 minutes felt like an hour. She lubed her gloved hand and I got a ass full of Vaseline and was asked if I was ready as the Fleet tip entered me and was lovely rush of warm liquid hit me so slowly. Once done I was told to get the 4qt bag full with nice warm JJ soap and be ready after the Fleet loosened me up and tell her when I was ready for a real enema. Laying there was hard in more ways than one and finally I am ordered up on the bed, on my knees and the balloon nozzle is lubed and so am I with warm jelly and the nozzle gets in where it should be. Pumped up several times and told lay down and take it like a big boy, all 4 qts and she walks out to let me suffer to hold on till the last minute. So waiting is a big part of the fun and again having a partner who makes me get ready is the best.

For me, the anticipation can be as exciting as the enema itself.

My wife makes me sit on the back porch with the sliding glass door open to the kitchen so she can make me watch her prepare the enema.

Then she goes into the bedroom and shuts the door while she prepares the room (setting up the play area, music, candles) and then comes to get me for my special treatment.

She won't insert the nozzle (which she hides from me until the last second) until she fingers me and takes her time lubing me up. The “nozzle fuck” as she calls it also takes forever before the water begins to flow.

So… yep. Anticipation is awesome!

My wife just told me I'll be getting an enema series sometime this week. Ohhhh, the anticipation of knowing it's going to happen and not knowing when. I'll be anxiously awaiting the announcement, "I'll be giving you some enemas tonight."

Waiting for it was and is still the best moment as excitation is growing. Either you wait laying on the bed or looking a your partner preparing