The Cock Steel Asylum

The city skyline stretched infinitely, a dazzling array of lights that flickered like stars against the dark fabric of the night. On the rooftop, the air was cool and crisp, carrying the distant echoes of the bustling streets below. Daniel stood at the edge, his heart pounding not from the altitude, but from the heavy anticipation of what was to come.

Beside him, Cassandra, his Mistress, exuded an aura of undeniable command. Her eyes gleamed with a mischievous promise as she reached into her bag, retrieving a gleaming steel device that shimmered in the moonlight. This was no ordinary evening; this was a test of his limits, a new level of submission he had yet to explore.

“Tonight, we take your devotion further,” Cassandra declared, her voice a sultry whisper that cut through the night air. “Strip.”

Without hesitation, Daniel obeyed, the rooftop’s chill contrasting with the warmth of his skin. The familiar weight of his usual cage was absent, in preparation more formidable restraint. The spiked chastity device was a marvel of stainless steel, designed to challenge him in ways he had only dared to dream of.

Cassandra’s fingers worked deftly, securing the cage with a series of clicks that echoed finality. The weight of the steel pulled at him, the spikes adding a thrilling edge of discomfort. It was a reminder of the control she wielded and the freedom he willingly surrendered.

“How does it feel?” she asked, her tone both teasing and commanding.

“Intense,” Daniel admitted, the sensation unlike anything he had experienced before. The spikes pressed into him with each movement, a deliciously cruel reminder of his submission.

“Good,” she purred, stepping back to admire her handiwork. “Tonight, you’ll learn what it truly means to be mine.”

With a confident stride, Cassandra led him to the center of the rooftop, the city lights casting an ethereal glow around them. Her touch was firm yet tender, igniting a fire within him that burned with every whispered command.

“On your knees,” she instructed, and he sank to the ground, the rough surface grounding him in the moment.

Cassandra’s fingers danced across his skin, her touch a symphony of pleasure and anticipation. Each caress was a promise, each spike a reminder of the exquisite torment she had planned. The night stretched on, a tapestry of dominance and surrender woven into the fabric of the cityscape.

As the first rays of dawn began to creep over the horizon, Daniel knew that this was only the beginning of his journey into submission. The steel cage was more than just a device; it was a symbol of his devotion, a testament to the power she held over him. And as Cassandra leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear, he knew he was exactly where he belonged—helplessly and irrevocably hers.

• Material: Stainless Steel
• Ships With: 1 Ring, 2 Keys, 1 Barrel Lock, 1 Chastity Tube, 3 Spiked Screws, 2 Allen Wrenches
• Width: 1.2"
• Length: 2.7"
• Ring Diameters: 1.5"/38mm, 1.6"/41mm, 2"/51mm, 2.2"/57mm