Pretty Pink Sissy

In the university's secluded study room, the only sound was the quiet rustle of paper and the soft ticking of the wall clock. My phone buzzed, its screen lighting up with a message from Mistress. “Check your mail,” it read. My heart skipped a beat as I opened the attached video.

Mistress appeared on the screen, her voice a commanding whisper that resonated through my headphones. “Tonight, my dear, you will become the prettiest sissy for me,” she purred. The image shifted, revealing the vibrant pink cage she had sent me. Its playful color and purpose were unmistakable.

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. Mistress had orchestrated this long-distance exchange, ensuring her presence was felt even across miles. “Put it on,” her voice instructed, and my hands moved to comply, the plastic cool and firm in my grasp.

With the cage in place, I felt a strange mix of liberation and confinement. The vibrant pink declared my surrender, my manhood concealed, yet the sensation was oddly comforting. It was a bold declaration of the dynamic we shared, a tangible link in the absence of touch.

“You're mine now,” her voice continued, rich with authority. “And tonight, we'll play my favorite game.”

I adjusted my position, the cage a constant reminder of my submission as I watched her on the screen. Mistress donned the strap-on, her movements slow and deliberate. Her eyes met the camera, a spark of mischief dancing within them. “Get ready, my little sissy.”

The video continued, her commands guiding me through each step of our ritual. The anticipation built with each passing minute, my senses heightened by the restriction I wore. I leaned back, the room's academic aura contrasting sharply with the electric charge between us.

As the video progressed, Mistress's voice never wavered. She wielded her power with precision, each word a caress and a command. The role reversal was intoxicating, the pleasure through pain a dance we both knew well.

Her final words echoed through the quiet room, a promise and a challenge. “This is just the beginning, my pet. Remember who you belong to.”

I closed the video, a shiver running through me. The pink cage remained locked in place, a symbol of the connection we shared despite the distance—a testament to the power she held, and the freedom I found in my surrender.

• Material: PC Plastic


• Color: Pink


• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter)




• Small: 1.97", 1.31"


• Large: 2.63", 1.32"





• Weight:
  
  
  
  • Small: 95g
  
  
  • Large: 101g
  
  
  
  


• Ring Dimensions: 1.38", 1.46", 1.65", 1.73", 1.85"


• Ring Shape: C-shape


• Ships With: 5 Snap Rings, 1 Cage, 2 Locking Pin Brackets, 2 Side Locking Pins, 4 Center Locking Pins, 4 Center Locking Pin Spacers, 5 Plastic Locks, 1 Lock, 2 Keys