Steel Coil Of Despair

The garden was alive with the scent of blooming flowers and the faint rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. I knelt on the soft grass, heart pounding as Mistress stood over me, her gaze a mix of challenge and promise. The last time I had disappointed her weighed heavy, much like the steel device she now held—a punishment and a chance for redemption.

“Do you remember why you're here?” she asked, her voice a silky command that sent a shiver down my spine.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, struggling to keep my eyes on hers, the weight of the past mistake echoing in my words.

She smiled, a dangerous curve of her lips. “Good. This will ensure you don't forget.”

The metal cage was cool against my skin, its weight a constant reminder of my submission. As she locked it in place, each click resonated with the finality of my commitment to do better. The familiar comfort of my old cage was a distant memory; this heavy steel coil was a new testament to my dedication.

“Stand,” she ordered, her eyes never leaving mine, and I obeyed, the device pulling with every movement, a relentless tug of my submission.

In the garden's embrace, Mistress began her teasing, fingers trailing over the slats of the cage, her touch both gentle and firm. The steel's temperature shifted with her whims, a game of hot and cold that left me breathless, anticipation mingling with a sweet ache.

“How does it feel, knowing you're at my mercy?” she whispered, her breath warm against my ear.

“Exhilarating,” I admitted, the word barely a whisper as her touch ignited a fire within me.

She laughed softly, a sound that wrapped around me like a silken tether. “You'll have to earn the privilege of release,” she declared, stepping back to admire her handiwork.

The evening deepened, shadows lengthening as she continued her playful torment. Her mastery over me was absolute, each touch a symphony of sensation that left me yearning for more, a willing captive to her desires.

“Remember,” she said, a promise and a warning, “this is your second chance. Don't waste it.”

“I won't, Mistress,” I vowed, my voice a pledge of unwavering surrender.

As the stars blinked into existence above us, I realized that this was not just a punishment but a path to redemption—a journey I was eager to undertake under her watchful eyes.

• Material: Stainless Steel
• Ships With: 1 Ring, 3 Keys, 1 Padlock, 1 Chastity Tube, 1 Ring Spacer, 1 Securing Pin, 1 Rubber Tube, 1 Spiked Ring
• Width: 1.3"
• Length: 3.3"
• Ring Diameters: 1.5"/38m, 1.6"/41mm, 1.7"/44mm, 1.8"/47mm, 1.9"/50mm