Big Black Silicone Prisoner

My hands shake as the hotel room door slams shut behind the two officers. Rachel stands by the window, arms crossed, watching their patrol car disappear into the night. The black plastic cage feels like it weighs a thousand pounds between my legs.

"Well, that was fucking mortifying," I mutter, collapsing onto the leather sofa. My face still burns from explaining to two stone-faced cops why their metal detector wand kept beeping near my crotch during the noise complaint investigation.

Rachel turns from the window, and there's something different in her expression. Not the sympathetic friend I expected, but something predatory that makes my stomach flip. "Was it though, Jack? Because you looked like you were about to come in your pants when you had to tell them what you were wearing."

"Jesus, Rachel, I was humiliated..."

"You were aroused." She steps closer, her voice dropping to that commanding tone I've never heard from her before. "I saw how you reacted when Officer Martinez made you explain exactly what a chastity device was."

My cock strains uselessly against the rigid plastic walls, the padlock pressing against my skin as blood tries to flow where it can't expand. "That's not... we're friends, you can't just..."

"Can't what?" Rachel kneels between my legs, her hands sliding up my thighs. "Can't notice that my pathetic friend gets off on being exposed? On having his locked cock discovered by strangers?"

She presses her palm against the cage through my pants, and I gasp at the contact. The plastic distributes the pressure, making every touch both intense and frustratingly inadequate.

"Who has the key, Jack?" Her fingers trace the outline of the device. "Because whoever she is, she's turned you into quite the desperate little toy."

"My ex," I whisper, shame flooding through me. "She kept it when we broke up. Said I wasn't man enough to deserve it back."

Rachel's laugh is pure wickedness. "Smart woman." She unzips my pants, exposing the black cage that's held me prisoner for weeks. "Look at you, so fucking helpless. No wonder you were practically dripping when those cops made you strip."

Her tongue flicks across the plastic tip, and I nearly scream from the maddening sensation. I can feel everything but experience nothing, the cage turning her touch into exquisite torture.

"Please," I beg, my hips bucking involuntarily.

"Please what?" She wraps her lips around the cage's opening, her tongue probing the small hole. "Please let you out? Please make you come?" Her teeth graze the plastic. "Or please keep you exactly where you belong... completely at my mercy?"

• Material: ABS Plastic, Silicone
• Color: Black
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Width, Length) 1.57", 1.57"
• Weight: 108g
• Ring Dimensions: Adjustable sizes – 1.77", 1.89", 2.05"
• Ring Shape: Irregular Circle
• Ships with: 1 Cage, 1 Adjustable Ring, 1 Lock, 2 Keys