The leather restraints bit into Dennis's wrists as Debra's flogger struck his back for the twentieth time. Their Jamaica villa echoed with the sharp crack of leather on skin, punctuated by his ragged breathing. She'd been relentless tonight, pushing him further than ever before.
"Such a good boy," she purred, running her nails down his welted spine. "But we're just getting started."
Dennis moaned as she moved around to face him, her naked body glistening with sweat in the tropical heat. His cock strained desperately against the metal cage she'd locked him in three days ago, the steel bars doing their job perfectly—keeping him hard, aching, and completely under her control.
Debra gripped the cage roughly, examining her handiwork. "Look how purple you're getting," she laughed, giving it a sharp twist that made him cry out. "I love watching you suffer for me."
She yanked harder, and Dennis heard the small metallic ping before he felt it—the ring around his balls had snapped under the pressure.
"Fuck," Debra muttered, holding up the broken piece of steel. "I got a little too enthusiastic."
Dennis's heart sank. Were they done? After weeks of anticipation for this vacation, would a broken ring end their most intense session yet?
But Debra was already moving toward the dresser, her hips swaying as she pulled open the bottom drawer. "Lucky for you, I always come prepared." She held up a smaller silver ring, examining it in the light. "This extra small one should keep you nice and tight."
She unlocked the cage with practiced efficiency, Dennis's cock springing free for just a moment before she was guiding it back into its prison. The new ring slipped over his balls, smaller and more restrictive than the last one. The metal pressed against his skin, creating an even more intense sensation of confinement.
"Perfect fit," she announced, clicking the lock back into place. The cage felt impossibly tight now, the steel bars pressing against his swollen flesh. "Much better than that loose one you had before."
She picked up the flogger again, testing its weight in her palm. Dennis's entire body tensed as she traced the leather falls across his chest.
"Now then," Debra smiled wickedly, "ready to see what real intensity feels like?"