Chastity Cage Bad Little Boy

The small shrine I'd built in my cabin glowed softly under the cruise ship's ambient lighting. Photographs of Mistress Vivian surrounded flickering candles, her piercing gaze watching my every move from multiple angles. The gentle sway of the ship made the flames dance, casting shifting shadows across her beautiful face.

I knelt naked before the makeshift altar, the cool metal cage pressing against my thighs—a constant reminder of my devotion. The stainless steel felt heavier tonight, its birdcage design allowing the ocean breeze from my porthole to tease the sensitive skin beneath. Each slight movement sent shivers through the bars, amplifying every sensation.

"I offer myself to you, Mistress," I whispered to her photographs, my voice barely audible above the ship's engines. My hands trembled as I lit another candle, the ritual I performed nightly becoming more intense with each passing day at sea.

The cage's weight shifted as I prostrated myself fully, pressing my forehead to the cabin floor. The metal warmed against my body, its grip both punishing and protective. Through the spaces between the bars, I could feel every subtle vibration of the ship, every breath of salt air that drifted through the room.

I reached for the leather collar I kept beside her shrine—another symbol of my submission. Fastening it around my neck, I felt the familiar click that always made my cock strain uselessly against its steel prison. The cage held firm, its unforgiving embrace a sweet torment that left me aching and desperate.

"I am yours completely," I continued my prayer, my fingers tracing the outline of her face in the largest photograph. "My body, my pleasure, my pain—all belong to you."

The ship rolled gently, and I gripped the edge of my small altar to steady myself. The movement made the cage shift again, its bars pressing against me in ways that sent electric jolts through my confined member. I bit back a moan, knowing that even in my solitude, I must maintain the discipline she expected.

I picked up the small key I kept beside her image—not the one to my cage, but a symbolic offering I'd purchased at the ship's jewelry store. Holding it above the candles, I let the metal warm in the flame before pressing it against my chest, marking myself with her invisible brand.

"Until we meet again, I remain locked and devoted," I concluded, my breathing heavy with arousal and religious fervor. The cage pulsed with my heartbeat, each throb a reminder of the woman who owned every inch of me, even from thousands of miles away.

• Material: Iron Plated with Chromium
• Color: Silver
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 1.89", 1.38"
• Weight: 188g
• Ring Dimensions: 1.50", 1.73", 2.05"; Thickness: 0.14"
• Ring Shape: Circle
• Ships with: 3 Rings, 1 Cage, 1 Padlock, 1 Key