Bendy McBenderson Lockless Chastity Cage

I stepped onto Laura's back patio, the package tucked under my arm like a dirty secret. She was kneeling by her rose bushes, dirt smudged across her cheek, completely absorbed in her gardening. My best friend since college, the woman who'd listened to every confession, every failed relationship, every desperate admission about what I really craved.

"Laura," I called out, my voice cracking slightly.

She looked up, pushing a strand of auburn hair from her face. "Gary! What brings you by?" Her eyes dropped to the box in my hands, and something shifted in her expression. "What's that?"

Heat flooded my cheeks. "It's... the thing we talked about last week. The cage." I set it down on her patio table, my hands trembling. "I need to ask you something."

Laura stood slowly, brushing soil from her knees. The afternoon sun caught the predatory gleam that suddenly appeared in her eyes. "Oh?"

"Would you... would you dominate me?" The words tumbled out in a rush. "I know we're friends, but I can't stop thinking about what you said. About control. About making me yours."

She moved closer, circling me like a hunter sizing up prey. "And what exactly are you offering me, Gary?"

"Everything." My cock was already hardening just from her proximity, from the way her voice had dropped an octave. "Complete submission. I'll prove how serious I am."

Laura's fingers traced the edge of the package. "Open it."

I fumbled with the tape, revealing the curved plastic device nestled inside. The transparent material gleamed wickedly, its unusual bend making it look almost alive. Small textured ridges lined the interior, promising sensations I could barely imagine.

"Strip," she commanded, her gardening gloves still on, dirt still under her nails. "Right here in my garden."

I shed my clothes frantically, my erection bobbing as cool air hit my skin. Laura picked up the cage, examining its unique curve with clinical interest.

"This is going to change everything between us," she said, her voice carrying new authority. "Once this goes on, you belong to me. No more jerking off whenever you want. No more release without my permission."

She knelt before me, her gloved hands surprisingly gentle as she positioned my cock inside the curved tube. The plastic felt cool against my heated flesh, the internal ridges creating delicious friction as she worked me into place. The device's bend forced my shaft into an unnatural angle that was both uncomfortable and intensely arousing.

The lock clicked shut with finality.

"There," Laura said, standing to admire her work. "Now you're mine, Gary. My caged little pet."

• Material: Soft Thermoplastic Rubber
• Color: Transparent, Red
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 3.94", 1.34"
• Weight: 70g
• Ships with: 1 Single Plug