Beaded Cock Plug

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting warm, dusky hues across the apartment. I stood awkwardly in the living room, heart pounding with a cocktail of nervousness and excitement. Across from me, she stretched out languidly on the couch, her poised demeanor a testament to the confidence she exuded. We had met only recently, yet there was an undeniable pull between us that had led to tonight's daring encounter.

Her name was Isabelle, a woman whose presence commanded attention without effort. She caught my eye with an amused glint, her fingers tracing the edge of a slender silver object—a toy I had read about but never dared to use. “Ready for something new?” she asked, her voice smooth as silk, leaving no room for hesitation.

I swallowed hard, nodding. “Yes,” I replied, the word a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

“Good,” Isabelle purred, rising gracefully. The room seemed to shrink around us as she approached, her every movement deliberate and intoxicating. “Let's see just how much excitement you can handle.”

With her standing so close, the air between us crackled with tension. The cool touch of stainless steel in her hand sent a shiver along my spine. She guided me to the bedroom, the familiar space now an intimate arena for the unknown.

As she instructed me to undress, her gaze never wavered, holding me captive with its intensity. The air felt charged, my senses heightened. I had read about the pleasures of urethral play, but as she expertly introduced the beaded tool, the reality was more intense than any fantasy.

The first sensation was one of pressure, a slow, deliberate intrusion that awakened nerves I hadn't known existed. Isabelle's eyes locked onto mine, a silent command for trust and surrender. The ball-tip found its mark, each bead a symphony of sensation that danced between pleasure and a thrilling edge of discomfort.

“Just breathe,” she whispered, her voice a steady anchor as the steel ventured deeper, pushing my boundaries. My heart raced, each pulse echoing the rhythm of our shared exploration. The tactile thrill of the beads was unlike anything I'd experienced, turning the mundane into a breathtaking journey.

Isabelle's hands were steady and sure, her control absolute. The world outside faded, leaving only the two of us and the exquisite dance of dominance and submission. My bravado melted away, replaced by an awe-filled surrender to the moment and to her guiding touch.

“Do you want more?” she asked, her tone teasing yet firm.

I nodded, breathless with wonder. “Yes, Mistress,” I whispered, the title a natural fit for the woman who had become both my guide and my desire's architect.

• Material: 304 Stainless Steel
• Color: Silver
• Plug Dimensions: (Length, Diameter) 10.03"; 0.20", 0.31", 0.39", 0.24"
• Ships with: 1 Single Urethral Sound