Intimate Inmate Metal Chastity Kit

I check my phone for the fifth time in ten minutes, my heart racing as I see Mistress Zara's name flash on the screen. Three months of long-distance has been torture, but nothing compared to the cold steel wrapped around my cock right now.

"My caged boy missing me?" her text reads, followed by a photo that makes my confined shaft throb painfully against the unforgiving metal tube.

The university library feels suffocating as I shift in my chair, the weight of the device a constant reminder of her control even from two thousand miles away. She locked me in it during our last weekend together, keeping both keys on a chain around her neck before flying back to finish her semester.

My phone buzzes again. "Study room 304. Now."

What the fuck? She's supposed to be in California.

I practically sprint across campus, my caged cock bouncing with each step, the steel growing warm from my body heat. The door to 304 stands slightly ajar, and when I push it open, there she is—Mistress Zara in the flesh, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, wearing that wicked smile that owns my soul.

"Surprise," she purrs, rising from the chair like a predator stalking prey.

Before I can speak, her lips crash against mine, three months of separation exploding into desperate hunger. Her tongue invades my mouth as her hands roam my body, reacquainting herself with what belongs to her.

"God, I've missed you," I gasp between kisses, my hands tangling in her hair.

She pulls back, her eyes sparkling with cruel amusement as her palm presses against my jeans, feeling the rigid outline of my prison. "And I've missed watching you suffer for me."

My hips buck involuntarily as she traces the steel cage through the denim, my cock straining uselessly against the metal bars. The temperature-sensitive steel has grown hot from my arousal, adding another layer of exquisite torment.

"Look at you," she laughs, her fingers finding the padlock through my pants. "Getting all worked up when you can't even get properly hard. Pathetic."

She pushes me against the wall, her mouth finding my neck as her hand continues its merciless teasing. Every kiss, every touch sends blood rushing to my imprisoned cock, the steel cage preventing any real satisfaction while amplifying every sensation.

"Please," I whimper, my voice breaking with need.

"Please what?" She bites my earlobe, her breath hot against my skin. "You think three months earns you freedom? I'm just getting started with you."

• Material: 304 Stainless Steel
• Color: Silver
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 3.74", 2.56"
• Weight: 435g
• Ring Dimensions: 1.57", 1.77", 1.97"
• Ring Shape: C-shape
• Ships with: 3 Rings, 1 Cage, 1 Lock, 2 Keys