Bendy McBenderson Lockless Cage

In the quiet confines of the study room, the air was thick with anticipation. The package had just arrived, and Mark's heart raced as he placed it on the mahogany desk. He had been waiting for this moment—a chance to prove his commitment to Sarah, his Mistress, on a deeper level.

Sarah watched him from the plush armchair, her presence commanding yet serene. Her emerald eyes glimmered with a mix of amusement and authority as she savored the moment, letting the tension build.

“Open it,” she instructed, her voice a soft yet firm command that sent a shiver down Mark's spine.

He complied, tearing through the packaging to reveal the contents. The cage lay nestled within, its plastic form both inviting and ominous. It was curved with delicate barbs, a promise of both comfort and stimulation.

“Do you know what this represents?” Sarah asked, rising gracefully from her seat.

“Yes, Mistress,” Mark replied, his voice a mix of eagerness and reverence.

“Show me your devotion, then,” she purred, stepping closer.

Mark swallowed hard, his hands trembling slightly as he undid his belt and let his trousers fall. The study room's air was cool against his skin as he exposed himself, vulnerable yet exhilarated by the trust he was placing in her.

Sarah took the cage from the desk, her fingers brushing against his as she did. The contact was electric, a silent promise of what was to come. She knelt before him, her authority palpable as she fitted the cage around him, the plastic snug and secure.

A click echoed in the room as she locked it shut—a sound that reverberated with finality and surrender.

“How does it feel?” she asked, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

“Tight, Mistress... but right,” he admitted, the words laced with a mix of trepidation and exhilaration.

“Good,” she whispered, standing and gazing down at him with a satisfied smirk. “Tonight, you are truly mine.”

The weight of the cage was a constant reminder of his submission, each movement a testament to the new dynamic they had embraced. His heart pounded with every passing second, anticipation swirling within him.

Sarah's hands moved to his shoulders, guiding him to kneel before her. The carpet cushioned his knees, adding a layer of comfort to his vulnerability.

“Now, let's see how well you serve,” she commanded, her voice a sultry melody that left no room for hesitation.

Mark's world narrowed to the sensations she bestowed upon him, the cage heightening every touch, every whisper of fabric. He was hers to command, to mold, and he reveled in the intoxicating dance of dominance and submission that had only just begun.

• Material: Soft Thermoplastic Rubber
• Color: Transparent, Red, Blue
• Width: 1.3"
• Length: 3.9"