Lawrence stared at his reflection in the Parisian hotel bathroom mirror, his face flushed with embarrassment and confusion. After months of regular chastity play with Madison, something had changed. The metal cage that once fit snugly now felt loose, almost slipping off entirely during their morning walk along the Seine.
"Fuck," he muttered, adjusting himself again. The realization hit him like a cold wave—his research the night before had confirmed his suspicions. Extended chastity had actually caused shrinkage, and his beloved cage no longer provided the secure confinement Madison demanded.
"Lawrence?" Madison's voice carried from the bedroom, sharp with authority. "What's taking so long?"
He emerged sheepishly, his problem immediately obvious to her trained eye. Madison's lips curved into a knowing smile as she noticed how the metal device hung loose between his legs.
"My poor boy," she purred, circling him like a predator. "Looks like your cock has learned its place, hasn't it? Shrinking down to nothing after months of proper training."
Her fingers traced along the gap between the cage and his diminished flesh, making him shudder. "This won't do at all. How am I supposed to keep you properly secured when you're swimming in there?"
Madison pulled out her phone, scrolling through options while Lawrence stood naked and vulnerable before her. "Perfect," she announced, showing him the screen. "Replacement rings in smaller sizes. We can keep your favorite cage but make it fit your new... dimensions."
"Will they arrive in time?" Lawrence asked, his voice thick with need.
"Express delivery to the hotel," Madison confirmed, her free hand gripping his loose cage and twisting it slightly. "But until then, you'll have to make do with this pathetic fit."
She pushed him onto the bed, straddling his hips while the ill-fitting metal shifted awkwardly with each movement. "Look how it slides around," she taunted, her wet pussy grinding against the loose device. "Your cock is so small now that even your cage doesn't want to stay on."
Lawrence groaned as she rode against him, the metal moving in ways it never had before, creating new sensations that drove him wild with frustrated arousal. Madison's wetness coated the steel as she used his caged form for her pleasure, completely indifferent to his desperate whimpers.
"Tomorrow," she gasped, approaching her climax, "we'll have you properly fitted again. Tight and secure, just how a good boy should be."