Small Silicone Cock Plug

The airplane cabin was a symphony of muted conversations and the gentle roar of the engines, but none of it reached my senses. My mind was elsewhere, anticipating the moment I’d finally meet my Mistress after months of separation. As the plane cruised at 30,000 feet, a small package rested on my tray table—a surprise she'd left for me with a note: “A little reminder of who’s in control.”

I opened it, my pulse quickening at the sight of the small, silicone object nestled inside. A cock plug—a wicked promise she'd hinted at over our many long-distance calls. “Trust me,” she'd often said, her voice a mix of command and allure. And trust her I did, with an intensity that matched the growing excitement in my chest.

Her message had been clear: “Use it before you land.” I shifted in my seat, the thrill of submission coursing through me as I discreetly slipped to the airplane restroom. The silicone was smooth, its tapered shape inviting yet challenging. With a generous application of lube, I began the careful process of insertion, feeling a rush of sensation as it nestled into place. The initial discomfort gave way to an electrifying awareness, every nerve heightened under the pressure of the intrusion.

Returning to my seat, the world seemed sharper, more alive. The sensation was both intimate and profound—a secret shared between myself and the woman waiting for me on the other side of this journey. Her demands echoed in my mind, each thought a tantalizing reminder of her dominance.

As the flight attendant announced our descent, my anticipation spiraled. My phone buzzed with a new message from her: “Soon, my dear. But remember, for you to have me, I must have you first.”

Her words teased at something more than I had expected, but my trust in her was absolute. The promise of what awaited—her wicked plan to penetrate me first—swirled in my mind, igniting a fire of desire and submission. The silicone plug was no longer just an object; it was a symbol of our connection, a testament to the thrilling dynamics of our relationship.

The plane touched down, and as I prepared to meet her, my mind lingered on what was to come. The anticipation of the unknown, the pleasure that awaited—it all coalesced into a singular realization: in her hands, I was utterly and blissfully at her mercy.

• Material: Medical-Grade Silicone
• Color: Black
• Length: 3.9"
• Width: 0.3"