The package arrived at my Barbados resort suite like a cruel joke. I'd been fantasizing about this sleek metal cage for weeks, imagining how it would feel wrapped around my cock, controlling every throb and ache. But when I tore open the box with trembling fingers, my heart sank—no ring. The beautiful steel cage sat there, useless without its essential component.
"Fuck," I muttered, turning the box upside down, shaking it desperately. Nothing.
I'd planned to surprise the stunning woman I'd met at the beach bar yesterday. Sophia had those predatory eyes that promised delicious torment, and when she'd whispered about "training bad little boys," my cock had strained against my swim shorts. Now my grand gesture lay in pieces.
Frantic googling led me to Lock the Cock's replacement ring collection. My pulse quickened as I scrolled through the options—stainless steel, various sizes, designed for exactly my predicament. I ordered overnight shipping, paying obscene fees without caring.
Twenty-four hours later, Sophia stood in my doorway wearing a black bikini that barely contained her curves. "Ready to play, pet?"
"More than ready," I breathed, leading her inside where the assembled cage waited on the bed.
Her eyes lit up with wicked delight. "Someone's been shopping."
She commanded me to strip, her gaze devouring my naked body. When she picked up the ring, testing its weight, the cool metal caught the afternoon sunlight streaming through the balcony doors.
"Perfect size," she purred, approaching with predatory grace. "Hold still."
Her fingers were merciless as she fitted the ring around my balls, the steel immediately conducting the Caribbean heat against my sensitive skin. The cage followed, clicking into place with finality that made my knees weak.
"There," she said, stepping back to admire her handiwork. "Now you're properly contained."
The fit was flawless—snug enough to prevent any escape attempts, comfortable enough for extended wear. As my cock tried futilely to harden against its steel prison, Sophia's laugh sent shivers down my spine.
"This is just the beginning," she promised, her hand trailing down my chest. "I have so many plans for you."
The ring held everything perfectly in place as she pushed me onto the bed, her dominance absolute. Every movement reminded me of my captivity, the steel warming against my skin as she began her delicious torment.
