Permanent Urethral Sounding Torment

Jose's fingers hovered over the keyboard, sweat beading on his forehead as he stared at Catherine's latest message. Three weeks of chatting, three weeks of her testing his devotion through increasingly demanding tasks, and now this ultimatum.

*"I've decided to take you on as my slave, but there's one condition. The cage you wear must have a urethral sound. Non-negotiable."*

He'd mentioned his current chastity device casually during their second conversation, thinking it would impress her. Now he wondered if he'd made a mistake.

*"Why specifically with a sound, Mistress?"* he typed back, his cock already stirring at the thought of calling her that in person.

Her response came quickly: *"Because I want everything about my slaves completely restricted. Your cock, your orgasms, even your most intimate passages. Total control means TOTAL control."*

Jose's breath caught. The vineyard outside his cottage window stretched endlessly under the afternoon sun, workers moving between the rows like tiny figures in a painting. But all he could focus on was the ache building between his legs and Catherine's words burning into his mind.

*"I understand, Mistress. I agree to your terms."*

*"Good boy. I'm driving over now. Have the cage ready."*

Two hours later, Catherine stood in his living room, her presence commanding despite her casual jeans and blouse. She examined the steel device he'd ordered, turning the heavy metal over in her hands with clinical precision.

"Strip," she commanded, and Jose obeyed instantly.

Catherine worked with practiced efficiency, sliding the curved metal tube over his flaccid length before positioning the ring behind his balls. The weight was substantial, a constant reminder of his submission. But when she lifted the thin steel rod, his stomach clenched with nervous anticipation.

"Breathe," she instructed, though it wasn't a request. Her fingers were steady as she guided the sound into his opening, the smooth metal sliding deeper than he'd ever imagined possible.

The sensation was overwhelming—not quite pleasure, not quite pain, but something entirely new that made his confined cock twitch helplessly. Every nerve ending seemed alive, hypersensitive to the slightest movement.

"How does it feel?" Catherine asked, securing the padlock with a satisfying click.

Jose could barely form words. "Different. Intense. Like you're inside me even when you're not touching me."

She smiled, pocketing the key. "Exactly as it should be. Now you belong to me completely."

• Material: 304 Stainless Steel, Zinc Alloy
• Color: Silver
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 2.40", 1.42"
• Weight: 399g
• Ring Dimensions: 1.57", 1.77", 1.97"; Thickness: 0.31"
• Ring Shape: Oblate Shape
• Ships with: 3 Rings, 1 Cage, 1 Plug, 1 Lock, 2 Keys, 1 PP Bag