“Annie, we’ll need that bag of ice. Believe it or not, he’s getting turned on already.”
While Annie held the ice on my c**k and balls, her sister put an inch wide braided stainless steel band around my waist. She snapped it shut just above my hipbones, making it impossible to slide up or down.
Annie removed the ice pack and rubbed some medicated cream onto my reddened shaft. Then she looped a string behind my softened c**k head and dropped it down the length of a long, narrow, curved tube. The string made it easy for them to pull my c**k into the tight fitting device. It took a little fiddling but soon the all-too-familiar security lock slid into place, locking my entire c**k into the shiny metal tube.
Next, a half-inch wide metal band was snapped around my balls. It held a cage-like af
