Inverted Chastity Cage Novels & Stories

It made me shiver slightly in anticipation. To the right, a collection of restraints were mounted on the wall, each designed with both function and aesthetics in mind. Soft-lined cuffs for wrists and ankles, metal spreader bars, and even a custom Saint Andrew’s cross with adjustable straps stood ready for use. Next to it, an exquisitely designed cage with plush cushioning inside offered another kind of temptation—confinement, patience, and anticipation. There was a bar in the corner of the room with bottles of exotic drinks which I could see the amber liquid in. The scent of leather, spice, alcohol and something utterly sinful filled the air.

Leather couches, a queen sized bed with a crimson duvet on it and cuffs dangling from the iron frame. My mouth dry, my gaze jumped from one wall to another next, and my stomach clenched at the sight of paddles, whips, handcuffs and ropes and what not dangling from the hooks on the wall. There was a chest on which more cuffs, ball gags, clamps, dildos and plugs, and other different toys were laid out in all the sizes as if on display.

" The pendant my mother gave me, something I had cherished for a decade, had been handed over by Anna to my husband’s mistress. A deafening buzz filled my mind. The noise around me faded into nothingness. My face drained of color, and my lips trembled. "Give it back…" Like a madwoman, I lunged at Scarlett. "Give it back!!" She shrieked in alarm. "What’s so special about this worthless thing?! You act like it’s some kind of sacred treasure! "The rightful Mrs. Sterling gives her only daughter a cheap, low-quality trinket—why would I even want it?”

I recognized anal plugs, nipple clamps, a nipple suction tube, feathers, and different types of handcuffs with different types of textures. To the right side of the bed was a full-length mirror, just like the one I had seen when I entered the room. On the foot of the mirror was a Sybian. I looked right into the mirror and saw a black St. Andrew's cross behind me. It had leather cuffs on every end of it. Right in front of the St. Andrew's cross was a black tantric chair. Above the fireplace was a black rack that had mannequin heads. The mannequin heads had different kinds of ball gags. On the right side of the rack and next to the St. Andrew's cross was a space dedicated to all types of flogg

“Wait… Could this be where the missing shifters were held?” One cage caught the men’s undivided attention. It was the second-to-last cage from the back of the room. Several numbers were scratched out along the side of the cage: 6, 99, 145, on and on, but the final number was 399. Inside the cage was coated in grime from the unsanitary conditions. The smell of human waste and mold left a putrid sting in the men’s noses. But what kept their gazes was what was tucked in the very corner of the cold bleak cage. It was a very small… child. The child couldn’t be more than seven or eight years old; curled up in a ball facing away from the men... unmoving. A dirty tattered blanket covered the small m

"Those are cock cages. They prevent the slave from having an erection without suffering a great deal of pain. It would be similar to a chastity belt for females." I winced, imagining Master's magnificent cock trapped in one of those contraptions. Master winced as well. I noticed more female owners of male slaves kept their cocks in cages than male owners. I supposed the female owners didn't want their slaves sticking their cocks in anything they didn't want them to.

Jax’s world stopped. There, standing by the fire, was the "Porcelain Boy." But he wasn't hidden under a hoodie anymore. He was standing there in a cream suit that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Jax’s eyes immediately dropped to Milo’s hips—the wide, soft curves he had felt under his hands in the rain. He saw the way the trousers hugged his "bouncy" rear. He saw the "feminine" face, the fluffy brown hair, and those big, terrified doe eyes that were currently staring back at him in total shock.

I was on a roll and had done my research. "Next, I found a chasity device called the Bird Cage." I showed him a picture on my phone. "It has a ring that goes behind your ball-sack and up towards the base of your penis. The cage then slips over your penis and locks onto the ring. I already ordered it. I think you should wear it for two months. We will revisit your actions during that time. Communication is the key to this relationship. Hopefully, I will be ready to trust you again when that time is over. " Brandt nodded slowly, so I continued.

KADE POV I watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me. Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer. “One cage for another. Yeah.” I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us. “The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”