You derived tremendous enjoyment and intense sexual pleasure having me on
THE CHAIR
at your mercy. Such was your joy that you arranged four more weekly "sessions" for me on
THE CHAIR
, each far more intense than the previous. With each "session" you became bolder and more vicious in your torments of my body.
After the second "session" you even forced me to switch cars with my husband so I would have the van. You made me take the back seat down and place
THE CHAIR
in the van. It would serve me, you pointed out, as a reminder wherever I drove, wherever I went that in the back of the van was
THE CHAIR
, upon which you would force me to sit, tie me down, and use and abuse me to your heart's content. A quick look in the rearview mirror was all it took to get my smallish titties engorged, my nipples to harden and perk up, my labia to swell up; an incessant stream of wetness bathing my clittie. You would call me at all hours of the day and force me to tell you over the phone how sexually aroused the sight of
THE CHAIR
had made me that morning or the night before.
It was only after the fourth "session" that I managed to gather enough courage and self-confidence to point out that
THE CHAIR
was unisex. It could be used for you as well. We agreed that the next "session" would be your turn. For the remainder of the week and the start of the following, I could not hold back on my desire to reciprocate onto you all the marvels you had wreaked upon my body.
Just as you had done with me, I tied your hands behind the back of
THE CHAIR
. And just as you had done with me, I had you straddle your legs on the arms of the chair, tying your knees firmly down. I took care to see that you were firmly and securely bound, incapable of any motion. Your small cock was hard, as usual when you are with me, and your breathing was regular, albeit a bit quick. I like to see a man as masculine and as virile as you at my mercy! As an added measure of enjoyment for me, I placed a blindfold over your eyes.
Just as you had done with me, my hands explored your entire body, my fingers running up and down all over, feeling your muscles tense, your skin perspiring profusely. You were getting highly excited. Every so often, I would pause and offer you a tall, refreshing glass of tea which you would sip from a straw.
You could not see me but you could hear my clothes falling to the floor. You could not see me, but you soon knew I was totally naked. Gently, I pried open your mouth, approached my smallish titties to your mouth and let you suck on my nipples, taking them away just long enough for me to wet my fingers between my legs, take my wetness to my nipples, and breastfeed you my own wetness.
Your small cock throbs harder and harder with every cycle and you squirm upon
THE CHAIR
, much to my delight seeing you thus trapped just like you had me for the past four "sessions". I admire it and blow softly on it to keep it lively. Little droplets of pre-cum ooze out. I let them dribble down, a golden rivulet down your small cock. For now, I am far more interested in your own nipples. I want to see them feel the same torment you did upon nipples, getting you to learn that a man's can be made just as sensitive and responsive as mine.
I squeeze yours. You moan. I laugh. I know you can take more. You are a man. You can surely take a lot more.
I squeeze them harder. You moan louder. You struggle to free yourself from
THE CHAIR
, and it excites me even more that you cannot move out of it.
Now I really start to enjoy squeezing and pinching your nipples as hard as I can, tweaking them, twirling them around in every direction, just like you did with mine during the past four "sessions". Only that I know how good it feels when you do it to my nipples, and I plan to make you feel even better.
When I see yours are starting to get numb – as often happens with mine under such an ordeal – I back away and again let you suck on mine, covered in my own wetness.
You hear a soft purr. You know it very well. It is the soft purr of my personal vibrator, the same one you used so happily on me, set to its lowest setting. You squirm in
