300ml Enema Bottle Anal Douche Kit

The anticipation was a palpable force in the air as Jack stood in the kitchen, the clinking of dishes and the faint aroma of dinner lingering in the background. His heart raced as he sensed his wife's presence behind him, her aura of command an intoxicating mix of warmth and authority. It was their anniversary, and she'd promised an unforgettable evening.

“Blindfold on,” she instructed, her voice a velvet command that sent a shiver through him. He obeyed, the world slipping into darkness as the blindfold shrouded his vision, heightening his other senses. He felt her come close, her breath warm against his neck, whispering promises of what was to come.

With a gentle, guiding hand, she led him to the bedroom, each step a form of tantalizing foreplay. He could feel the cool air against his skin as she deftly removed his clothes, leaving him vulnerable and exposed. The sound of silk ropes sliding through her fingers reached his ears, each thread a promise of the sweet bondage that awaited.

Tied securely to the bed, Jack's anticipation reached a fever pitch. His senses were on overdrive, every sound and touch magnified by the absence of sight. He felt her climb onto the bed, a weight settling on his thighs, grounding him in the moment.

“Tonight, you will experience something new,” she purred, her voice a sultry caress. He felt the soft touch of the enema bottle she had prepared earlier, its presence at once unexpected and thrilling. Her fingers worked expertly, applying just enough pressure to introduce him to this new sensation.

The bottle's gentle flow was a revelation—an exploration of boundaries he had never considered before. Each pulse of water was a wave of sensation, a mix of discomfort and curiosity that bordered on pleasure. His wife's hands guided him through, her touch a constant reassurance of her control and care.

“Feel it,” she commanded, her voice weaving through his heightened awareness. And he did—every drop, every shift, a testament to the power she held over him.

As the session intensified, Jack's body responded to her ministrations, his mind surrendering completely to the experience. The boundaries of domination and submission blurred, leaving him adrift in a sea of sensation and trust.

“You're mine,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear, sealing the pact of their shared journey. Jack's heart swelled, the knowledge of her command a thrilling comfort. In her hands, he was both her captive and her willing devotee, bound by more than just the ropes that held him.

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  Material: ABS


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  Length: 5.51" (NOZZLE), 13.78" (TUBE), 7.87" (BOTTLE)


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  Bottle Capacity: 300 ml