It was your 36th birthday. I wanted to get you a special birthday present... something out of the ordinary... something different... I had an idea.
"Oh sweetie," I say while looking deeply into your eyes, "I’ve made a new toy for you for your birthday."
"You did?’ you say looking a bit apprehensive.
"Please come over here so I can show you. " I say devilishly.
You weren’t quite sure what to make of all this but you reluctantly agreed. I began to take off all your clothes very slowly, kissing each part of your body as I did.
"Now turn and face away from me. " I say. I could tell you were getting a little excited.
I would then take hold of your hands and your wrists slowly pull them behind you, palm to palm, and tie them securely. Another silk scarf would go around your elbows, drawing them closer and closer, until they nearly touched. Your breasts now pointed straight forward even more proudly than normal as your nipples begin to harden. I gave them a little rub between my fingers just for good measure...
I then firmly bound your ankles using a short metal rod, not unlike a spreader bar, but little more than a 2 feet in length. At each end of the rod was a leather strap to gently, but firmly, hold those sweet ankles in place. I then put a little blindfold on you temporarily while I set up your birthday present.
"What are you doing?" You said as your voice quivered.
“You'll see soon enough my dear" I said.
I know your eyes widened when you saw "it" as I removed the blindfold and let you gaze upon it. A small, wooden platform, just large enough for you to stand on, with a strange looking device in the middle that looked like a saddle. There were also with several other items attached to the platform. Perhaps its purpose became evident as I rested the platform on the floor and walked towards you, lifted you from behind, and placed your standing body on the platform.. Maybe the electric plug at the base got your attention, or maybe it was the protrusion extending from the center of the saddle, beneath where you stood, with the hard rubber "Joy stick" (appropriately named) attached at the top. Then you realized what it was... a Sybian!! Little did you know it was a modified Sybian!... and modified it was!
"Oh my!" was your first reaction. You had read stories how these machines can leave women weak kneed and babbling after just a short time of use. And this one was modified!! Now your brain was really running at full speed.
"I call it the Big-O" I said. You would soon find out what the "O" was about...
As I placed you on the platform, your heels came to rest on two small metal boxes attached to the back of platform, the pressure of your heels pushing two tiny plungers down to the base of the box. I know that you did not realize that this would be the only time you could push down on the plungers and not have anything else happen.
My next move was to reach down to the Big-O attached to the platform base beneath you, and slowly slide it upward between your legs, until the top of the machine first touched that soft area between your legs. Each turn slid it higher, and deeper within your body. I made sure that you were moist, which by then was obvious, but nevertheless put some KY on the "Joy stick" in the middle of the saddle. As I glanced upward, I saw your eyes begin to flutter as you slid your body, ever so slightly, up and down to enjoy the filling sensation inside of you.
I was sure that the Joy stick between your legs would get your attention, but you hadn't noticed the nipple clamps (my personal favorites) hanging by a thin cord from a metal rod in front of you. When you did notice, I needed to do nothing to your nipples to harden them. You were well aware of the pleasure these could impart when used properly... and boy were they going to be used properly!
Your eyes suddenly opened wide, as I fastened the tiny clamps... one to each nipple... just tight enough to hold on firmly... but not to tight as to cause any pain. On the other end of the chain holding the nipple clamps was a small weight that had been threaded through a tiny pulley protruding from the bar in front of you. I can imagine the puzzled look on your face as you looked down and examined that weight. Even though it was only a few ounces, and didn’t cause any great discomfort, I could still see you leaning forward to ease the tension on your breasts realizing as you did that the weight came to rest on a small, flat metal plate. Once I got you positioned exactly like I wanted you, I told you to pull back on the nipple clamps to lift the weight from the metal plate. I then told you to stand on your toes, rising your heels off of the plungers on the metal boxes beneath your heels. You did both of these things without hesitation... but with some apprehension.