As in, trying out the spiked chastity cage for the first time. This boy doesn't break, even though I try and try and try. The chemistry we have in the room is so strong, that spikes digging into his cock are the least of his concerns: he's completely distracted by everything else I do. Which would be wonderful, except I'm really in the mood to bring someone to the edge. So I tease him to the brink instead, and then just when he thinks it's all too much, I wiggle a little finger right inside his cage, and he throbs right up against the spikes. Whoops!