The Extreme Guillotine

Peter adjusted his collar nervously as Victoria handed him his boarding pass, her crimson lips curved in a wicked smile that made his stomach flutter. He'd worn chastity devices through airport security dozens of times before—smooth plastic and silicone cages that never triggered the metal detectors. Today was different.

"Nervous?" Victoria asked, watching him shift uncomfortably as they joined the security line.

The steel cage wrapped around his cock felt heavier than usual, the internal screws pressing against his sensitive flesh with every step. She'd tightened them just enough this morning to make walking an exercise in controlled agony, each movement sending sharp reminders of her complete control.

"You know what happens if that detector goes off," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "You'll have to explain to security why your cock is locked in a spiked steel prison."

Peter's face burned crimson. The smooth cages he was used to were nothing compared to this brutal device. Every slight arousal was met with punishing pressure from the screws, keeping him in a constant state of frustrated submission.

The line moved forward. A businessman ahead of them set off the detector, getting pulled aside for additional screening. Peter's palms grew sweaty as Victoria's hand found his lower back, pressing him forward.

"Next," the TSA agent called.

Peter stepped through the metal detector, holding his breath. The machine remained silent. Relief flooded through him until he realized Victoria was filming him with her phone, capturing his mortified expression.

"Good boy," she purred as they collected their bags. "Now comes the real challenge."

The four-hour flight stretched ahead of them, and Peter already felt the steel biting into his flesh as his body responded involuntarily to her proximity. She'd packed the key in her checked luggage, ensuring no possibility of relief until they reached their destination.

"I want you to think about something during this flight," Victoria said as they found their seats. Her hand rested possessively on his thigh, fingers tracing patterns that made his confined cock strain against the unforgiving metal. "Every man who's ever worn a smooth cage thinks he understands chastity. But you're learning what real control feels like, aren't you?"

Peter could only nod, the screws pressing deeper as his body betrayed him once again. The smooth plastic cages had been child's play compared to this exquisite torment.

Victoria's fingers found the outline of the device through his pants, pressing just enough to make him gasp. "Four hours, my pet. Let's see how well you handle real submission."

• Material: 304 Stainless Steel
• Color: Silver
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter) 0.78", 1.38"
• Weight: 159g
• Ring Dimensions: 1.57", 1.77", 1.97"
• Ring Shape: Irregular Circle
• Ships with: 1 Ring, 1 Cage, 1 Lock, 2 Keys