Voluntary Confinement

The airplane cabin hummed with the quiet murmur of passengers settling into their seats, but my mind was far from the mundane. Eliza, my Mistress, had planned this trip with meticulous precision, each detail a whisper of her dominance over our long-distance dynamic.

“Fasten your seatbelt,” she instructed, her voice low and commanding as we settled into our seats. My fingers fumbled over the buckle, a nervous energy coursing through me.

“You look tense, darling. Perhaps some gentle persuasion will help,” Eliza mused, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. She leaned closer, her breath hot against my ear. “Tonight, you’ll experience what it’s like to be the center of attention, just like I am on our nights out.”

The anticipation was electric, the promise in her words sparking a thrill that clashed with embarrassment. From her carry-on, she produced a small, colorful silicone cage—an emblem of my submission, chosen to match the red of my lipstick and the blush she demanded I wear. I had slipped it on before we boarded, its snug fit a constant reminder of my role.

As the plane ascended, the hum of the engines seemed to echo the racing of my heart. Eliza’s fingers brushed my thigh, a teasing gesture that sent waves of heat through me. Her control was absolute, each touch a calculated move in her game of power and humiliation.

“Remember, my little sissy,” she cooed, her voice dripping with playful disdain, “tonight, you’ll see how it feels to be desired by all.”

The flight attendants passed by, their eyes lingering longer than necessary. I flushed under their gaze, acutely aware of the chastity cage's presence. Eliza’s laughter was soft, teasing, a symphony of amusement at my predicament.

Throughout the flight, she whispered tantalizing scenarios that left me squirming in my seat, the silicone restraint amplifying every sensation and leaving me helplessly aware of my confined state. Her words painted vivid pictures of the night ahead—of being paraded, doted upon, yet never allowed to forget my place at her feet.

As the plane began its descent, Eliza’s hand found mine, squeezing gently but with firm authority. “Are you ready for the real adventure?” she asked, her voice a sultry promise of what was to come.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper in the intimate cocoon of our shared secret.

“Good,” she said, her smile wickedly inviting. “Let’s see just how many admirers you can gather tonight.”

The journey was only beginning, and with each moment, I felt the intoxicating mix of shame and anticipation grow stronger, my heart echoing the rhythm of her unyielding control.

• Material: Medical-Grade Silicone
• Color: Red, Clear, Black
• Width: 1.5"
• Length: 5.1"
• Ring Diameter: 1"/25mm