The Black Gatling

In the hushed stillness of the library, a place dedicated to silent reverence, James found himself caught in a different kind of quiet intensity. The morning sun filtered between the rows of books, casting lines of light against the mahogany shelves. He felt the soft pressure of a gaze on him and turned to meet the eyes of his coworker, Miranda, who had become so much more than just that.

Miranda approached with her characteristic grace, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint that sent shivers down his spine. She had been guiding him through this journey of submission for months, each lesson more challenging than the last. Today, she produced a small package from her designer handbag, her lips curling into a knowing smile.

“Ready for the next step?” she asked, her voice a low, sultry whisper that promised both mystery and command.

His gaze dropped to the sleek black device nestled in the velvet-lined box—a resin cage, deceptively lightweight yet symbolically heavy. It was flatter than anything he had worn before, a stark representation of his escalating submission. Hesitation flickered through him, a brief instinctual resistance to the unknown.

“Where would it even go?” he murmured, confusion laced with apprehension.

Miranda chuckled softly, the sound rich and teasing. “Let’s find out, shall we?” she replied, her words leaving no room for argument. With a subtle but firm gesture, she directed him to the quiet corner of the library, shielded from prying eyes.

His heart pounded as he complied, the thrill of surrender mingling with a touch of fear. The process of affixing the cage was swift and precise, her movements deft and assured. The cool resin made contact, sending a jolt of awareness through him. As the lock clicked into place, a new reality settled over him—one where he was, for all intents and purposes, without a penis.

“How does that feel?” she asked, her breath warm against his ear.

“Different,” he admitted, a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration. The absence was profound, a reminder of the control he had relinquished, and the arousal that followed was unexpected yet undeniable.

“Good,” she purred, her fingers trailing over his cheek. “Now, remember who owns your pleasure.”

With a final, teasing glance, she returned to the main library area, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the intoxicating sensation of submission. His mind raced with the possibilities of what lay ahead under her tutelage, the Black Gatling resting snugly beneath his clothes—his secret, her control. Here, amidst the silent sentinels of knowledge, he embraced his new reality, eager for whatever she had planned next.

• Material: Nylon


• Color: Black


• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 0.39", 1.44"


• Weight: 84g


• Ring Dimensions: 1.65", 1.77", 1.89", 2.05"


• Ring Shape: Irregular Circle


• Ships With: 4 Snap Rings, 1 Cage, 1 Lock, 2 Keys, 1 Lock Pin, 5 Coded Plastic Locks