The sounds of an enema

I guess it is the tone of voice my girlfriend uses when she is giving me an enema. Then she uses that same tone of voice when we play Gin. It distracts the hell out of me.

The "CLICK" of the metal clamp.

Laying there waiting for the enema and hearing her prepare it. Then the best is when she is giving it to me the tone of her voice becomes so nurturing and the words of encouragement are the best. That;s when she uses all the names of endearment: honey, sweetie, baby, etc

There's something about being stripped to underwear, empty bag hanging to be filled, and turning the faucet on to let the water get hot that says, "it's enema time."

Two things that stand out insofar as sounds are concerned:

1) The sound of the clamp being released. There is something about that sound that is different from all others that signals the beginning of an adventure.

2) That gurgle you hear when an open top bag has just dispensed the last of its load of water....and everything that was inside the bag is now inside of you.

Those two sounds are truly unique to the enema experience. And they have a way of heightening the desire for more!

Have fun and play safe!

Deb

The master bathroom is next to our bedroom, so if I'm in bed and my husband is preparing the enema, sounds heighten my anticipation:

-- The linen cabinet door opening (where we keep my fountain syringe and hot water bottle)

-- Taking the syringe out of a terry cloth zipper bag

-- Getting a bath towel or hearing the crinkle of a Chux pad (for placing under my bottom)

-- Opening "my" drawer containing Conti castile soap bar and lubricant

-- Water running in the sink. (Taking a few seconds to warm)

-- Closing clamps on the tubing

-- Holding the bag under the tap as the bag begins to fill

-- When about half full, splashing the soap in the water

-- Adding the remainder of the water to fill the bag

-- Opening the metal and plastic clamps to expel air from the tubing (I use two for safety. The newer plastic clamp graduated with "teeth" allows for a regulated flow)

-- The "clink" of the glass connector to the rectal tube as it brushes against the sink

-- Closing the clamps

-- Attaching the "S" hook to the syringe for hanging

-- Wrapping the tubing around the syringe and footsteps to my bedside

Funny, I never thought of all these sounds until I read this thread.

Now, I'm not in any way into scat or the like - but to me a very sexy turn-on will always be the sound of an enema being expelled.

First, a jet of pure liquid followed by a torrent of solids interspersed with liquid and (hopefully) some gas. I don't want to see the expulsion (nor smell it!) but the sounds of bowels being emptied forcefully coming through a closed door, accompanied by groans and exclamations from a (imagined, at least) good-lookin' gal will be pretty exciting to me! 😉

I love the sound of the clamp being released and the "slurp" sound when the last of the solution flows into me from my open top bag!

When working a higginson pump, I have discovered that a little bit of air in the bulb, while holding the bulb vertical and delivery end down, very small squeezes will make a slurping sound while not passing much of the air on through into rour tummy.

I am learning the siphon delivery

The sounds of the last couple ounces draining from the open top bag, I called the "kiss" and I still love to hear it.

When my e-mate and I first started our enema play, the sounds of releasing a good enema were embarrassing to her and she would insist I leave the room and give her privacy. It didn't take many sessions though for her to get comfortable with expelling while I remained in the bathroom. We both understood it was just part of the whole process and would even comment to each other about how good the enema was based on those sounds. As we became more and more comfortable with our enema sex sessions, we would even inject a little air after a bagful to enhance the sound effects (and increase the pressure). Yes, we were crazy but it was sure was fun.

Way back when.....my mom had a "Jones Can" with the attachments for both douching and enemas. Whenever it was "in use" either for her douching or enemas for her or us kids, when the water level got down to the outlet tube it made the most audible gurgling sound of any bag or can since!! I'll always remember that sound. Also, there's no mistaking the "Click!" sound of the clamp, more so if it's metal instead of plastic!

with a "Click!!,"

highwater

Highwater's posting on the sounds associated with a metal enema can is a nice addition to my posting as #17 on this subject.. In my case, I don 't remember a finishing gurgle, This is probably because my putting up a fuss, for my first enemas at least, made her decide to end the treatment a little before it was "good to the last drop." LOL.

Most therapist will make sure that there is no air "inline" This is for the comfort reasons…..Air and water do no mix…..

The sound of the bag emptying and sucking in the last drops of water is almost as exciting as the gurgling and moaning sounds of my belly as it fills with water or the sounds when my fully belly is massaged 😃

During my childhood enemas in the 60's, it was the sound of the metal clamp tapping against the ceramic floor of the bathtub while the water was running as the bag was about to be filled. I still hear that on other sounds in my "mind's ear" today.

- the sharp clicking of the metal clamp against the tub

- the unscrewing of the Vaseline jar

- the comforting words

- then later, after being gently lubed, the unmistakable "TOK" of the metal clamp being released.

Sometimes while getting ready for the day, I'll even tap my toothbrush against the sink which produces the same "TOK" sound of the clamp being release. Even 50 years later, this still sound puts butterflies in my stomach and a twitch in my groin.

I use a flow meter and the sound of the little ball going click click click means everything is flowing correctly; a satisfying sound one I look forward to.

The main sounds of an enema are the sounds the receiver makes during injection, and retention, and the sounds of expulsion. Everything else should be quiet enough to not be much of an issue.

My outfit is completely silent, start to finish, and my flow meter, which is essential to controlling the rate, does not make any noise.

hankb

The one sound heard throughout the house when my girlfriend is starting to prepare an enema, the sound of the enema/IV stand being rolled across the hardwood floor in the bedroom :-o

I love the anticipation produced by the splashing of the water as the bag fills. The sound of the clamp as it is being opened. The rush of water through the hose. The slurping sound of the nozzle being sucked into myself. The gurgling of my abdomen as I fill. The very real sounds of expulsion and the gurgling of peristalsis. The entire process is a symphony of sounds. (In several movements as it were!) The only sound I don't care for is the dribbling of water on the floor when I leak. It's all good! ?

Most of you missed the REAL sounds that tell you the enema is a good one.the sounds of the patient moaning and groaning followed by pleading and begging to stop the enema (if its a REAL ONE ). ;-)

One thing my wife remembers about enemas when growing up was undressing while her mother was preparing the bag... tuning water temperature, filling the back. So these water noises are associated with the trepidation of an impending enema.

I can vividly remember the bubbling sound of the bulb syringe being filled from the bowl of Ivory soapsuds when my mother got ready to use the syringe on me. At that point my fate was sealed as no amount of begging or pleading was going to stop the procedure. After the injection, there was also the gurgling sound of air rushing back into the syringe as she pulled the empty syringe from my ass and released her grip on the bulb. This was immediately followed by the bubbling sound of her refilling the syringe in preparation for another assault on my unwilling butt. The alternating bubbling and gurgling would continue as she repeatedly syringed me until she was satisfied that she had squirted enough of the soapy solution up inside of me to clean out my plugged up bowels. The sound of my protests and begging her to stop were interspersed with her comments to me. "I'm sorry I have to do this, but it's for your own good." "You'll feel better when it's all over." "Hold it in, or we'll have to start all over again." "Try to take a little more for me, we're almost done." And when the syringing finally stopped there was the inevitable "Hold it in for a while to let the soapsuds work on you and clean you out." Then there was the splashing, plopping sound as the enema gushed from my ass and into the toilet when I was finally allowed to expel, as I watched her clean up the syringe and prepare a bowl of plain water for my rinse enema. When it was finally over there was always her last comment and warning to me. "If you'd keep yourself regular I wouldn't have to do this to you. If you don't go when you're supposed to I'll just have to use the syringe on you again." Despite her warnings, I would eventually find myself plugged up again and she would drag me into the bathroom for another encounter with the dreaded syringe.

I certainly do remember the sounds! When I wAS YOUNGER I remember seeing the enema bulb floatin in the white basin full of ivory soapsuds, layin across my mom's la and hearing the bulb repetedly filled and emptied into the basin, the sound of the vaseline jar being opened, my rear being coated with vaseline my rear being seperated the bulb being inserted the sound of the bulb being squeezed into me, the sound of it being empty and withdrawn and being filled repetedly the feeling of the warm water in me and finally letting it out. When I was older the sight of the Davol Comfy open top bag filled with hot ivory soap water and dripping down the front, laying over moms lap the vaseline jar opening and applied to me and then the enema being inserted that "click" the hot soapy water entering and feeling so good then the struggel to hold it and finally that gurgel as the bag fiinally emptied!

The unmistakable snap!! of the old fashioned metal clamp opening and closing. I still remember the anxiety feeling just before Mom opened the clamp and the relief when she closed it. She gave me very few enemas, but her quietly asking "ready?" followed by the snapping sound are forever embedded.

My memories of the sounds of an enema when I was just a boy was Mom opening her white towel closet in her bathroom and the unmistakable sound of her pulling her Rexall Victoria Combination syringe out. Usually the black nozzle would bump the metal side. Soon after that there was the sound of the water running in her sink which was soon followed by the sound of water replacing the air inside the bottle. Then, as if on cue, there was always an unmistakable sound of Mother screwing the adapter plug into the bottle. Mom would not call me into the bathroom until that was done and she never hung the bottle until I was in the bathroom. I, also, remember that soon after the bottle was hung, I would hear this bloop, bloop, bloop sound imitating from the system's tubing as water once again replaced air. As this was occurring, Mother would pop open the top of the Vaseline jar and smear some of that gloop onto the black nozzle. I think that was a cue for me to position myself over the toilet seat awaiting Mom's insertion of the tip into my waiting rectum. Mom wouldn't say a word until the "thing" was inside my body and then she would always ask, "Mike, are you ready for your enema?" by which I always answered "yes." Mom, then, would snap open the metal shut-off valve and the sound of water invading my rectal cavity was heard. I also remember that throughout the enema, Mom would often ask how I was doing and I would often tell her, like it was a repeat recording, of just how good that warm water felt as it flowed into my intestines. Once, all of the water was inside my body, there was often a tiny burp which signaled Mom to shut the shut-off with a snap. I smile as l write this thinking "Oh for those memories of yesteryear. What would we do for a another chance to have Mom give me that luscious water...?"

I love to hear how the recipient's breathing changes

I hear many of those familiar sounds at different times, and in many circumstances. It's just a shame that it is so seldom that the various sounds these days, are for the same purpose that they used to be. Anytime the water in the bathroom sink is turned on, I still secretly hope that the next sound will be some of those more unmistakable sounds of the enema bag filling, the clamp being manipulated, and the nozzle banging off the porcelain.

I have become a regular siphon system planner. I like being able to throw the container away at will. This means I use a "Higginson" pump to prime the flow and work with all the variables. By taking the flap out of the delivery end of the pump, I have to squeeze the bulb and kink the delivery hose. Then releasing the bulb, it draws solution from my jug, and brings it into flow. I like to leave a little air in the line which will give a sloshing sound and sensation with further squeezing of the bulb. Since there is no flap in the bottom of the bulb and only one working valve in the top, the bulb gives more of a washing action inside the body.

Now with that little bit of air in there, music is almost played as solution is worked both ways through the tip inside your butt. Then for the kicker! the primer bulb itself can be a sensory element by the noise made inside it in two ways. When the jug completely empties and the bulb is a foot or more above the body, it will give that fine, "Finished!" sucking sound many wait for, signalling your loaded arse, it has just drank in the whole thing! But wait, even while your happy session is progressing, by allowing air to half fill the primer bulb, it will give off a trickling sound as your drink dribbles into it. So then, If you can disassemble the delivery (not the suction) valve and remove the flap, put it into a small baggie for safe keeping. (I have removed both the flap and flap retainer from my bulb's sending end valve fitting.) Then these extra sounds are more easily obtained.