The Woman Of Steel

Ann pressed her thighs together as turbulence rocked the airplane, acutely aware of the cold steel wrapped around her hips beneath her dress. Three weeks since Bryan had locked her in the chastity belt before flying back to London, and every bump of the aircraft reminded her exactly who controlled her body now.

The businessman beside her shifted in his sleep, and Ann bit her lip to stifle a whimper. The metal had warmed to her skin temperature hours ago, but the psychological weight remained constant—a reminder of Bryan's final words before disappearing through airport security: "When you're ready to be mine completely, book a flight."

Her phone buzzed with a text from him: "Landing soon?"

Ann's fingers trembled as she typed back: "Two hours out."

"Good. I have plans for you tonight."

The simple message sent heat flooding through her, her body straining uselessly against the unyielding steel. She'd tried everything over the past three weeks—cold showers, meditation, even dating other men—but nothing could distract her from the constant ache of denial. The belt's ingenious design allowed her to function normally, but pleasure remained locked away behind steel and Bryan's control.

Another text: "Have you touched yourself since I left?"

"You know I can't," she replied, her face burning.

"That's not what I asked."

Ann closed her eyes, remembering the desperate nights she'd spent running her fingers over the smooth metal, finding only frustration where satisfaction used to be. "I've tried. You know I have."

"My perfect girl. So eager to give me what I want."

The plane began its descent, and Ann's pulse quickened. Bryan had been clear about his terms from the beginning—a relationship with him meant complete submission. The belt had been his test, his way of proving she could handle what he offered.

Three weeks of denial had taught her exactly how much she craved his dominance.

"Gate B12," she texted as they touched down. "I need you."

"I know you do. That's the point."

Ann gathered her carry-on with shaking hands, the steel pressing against her with each movement. Every step through the terminal reminded her of her decision—she'd chosen this, chosen him, chosen to hand over control of her most intimate desires.

Bryan waited at baggage claim, tall and commanding in his dark suit, that familiar predatory smile playing at his lips as he watched her approach. His eyes traveled down her body, knowing exactly what she wore beneath her clothes.

"Welcome home," he murmured, pulling her close. His hand found the small of her back, fingers tracing the hidden waistband of the belt. "Ready to finish what we started?"

• Material: 304 Stainless Steel, Medical-grade Silicone
• Color: Black, Silver
• Belt Dimensions: 27.56" - 37.00" Adjustable
• Ships with: 1 Belt, 1 Plug Holder, 1 Lock, 2 Keys