Backstory: Mel is 23. She's an outwardly staid accountant in a large firm. She deliberately hides her sexy 34D tits and great body along with her kinky mind. Her husband routinely corsets her- a kink that they both enjoy.
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Mel had a stressful few days at her accounting firm as she was given responsibility for an important client presentation. Under her leadership, the work group was focused on preparation for the first part of the week. On Thursday she led several junior staffers in outlining their analysis and solutions to the client. Being an understanding husband, I dispensed with any corseting for the week and took care of dinner and other household needs during the week.
On the day of the presentation, I knew that Mel would need a day to decompress and put the project out of her mind so I arranged for a takeout dinner on Thursday and ran a relaxing bath for her with no sexual demands. On Friday morning I let her know I had something a little special planned for the evening that would hopefully be relaxing. I didn't give her any information except to assure her that her only obligation was to be home by 6.
Mel was feeling good when she came home Friday. Her presentation had been well received and the office gossip was all favorable. She proudly repeated some of the compliments she'd received. She was particularly pleased that the senior partner responsible for her group in the large firm went out of his way to praise her work.
I was pretty sure she was ready to put the office out of her mind and indulge in some pleasure- especially if she wasn't responsible for doing much. I had prepared a simple dinner which we enjoyed with a glass of wine. Following dinner I said, "Relax. I'm in charge tonight. Your role is to be pleasured. You can say 'no' now if you want but I think my plans for the evening will be good for you. Do you surrender yourself to me for the evening?" She said her mind was taking the evening off and her body would love to be the object of my love and lust.
I brought her to the bedroom and stripped her. She stood passively and moved her arms and legs cooperatively as I carried out my preliminary tasks. In less than a minute, Mel's wrists and ankles were adorned by our high-quality leather cuffs- soft leather that hugged the body almost like clothing. They closed with Velcro making them easy to handle but the Velcro was surprisingly strong. While they didn't have locks, Mel knew them to be very difficult to escape. Each cuff had a steel D-ring with a dangling clip.
Mel was surprised when I produced a new accessory. It was a 4-inch-wide bondage belt in soft leather comparable to the cuffs. There was a D ring at each side to which I'd previously attached a ten-inch leather strap which ended with a small ring. I snugged the belt around her waist and fastened the Velcro straps at the back. With just a few movements I clipped the wrist cuffs to the of the leather straps. The result was what I thought of as 'comfortable bondage'. Mel didn't have use of her hands but could move each arm about a foot. The intention was to mimic the restriction of binding the hands behind the back but in a much more comfortable way.
I'd recently bought and modified a chair for our use in some intimate scenarios. Mel knew about the chair I'd bought at a garage sale. Mel had sat in it once as I'll describe in a minute but had no idea of my overall modification plan.
Many would call the chair a Barcalounger or Lazyboy but those are just brand names. If the names don't ring a bell, let me describe what I bought. Before modification, it was a large chair in vinyl that reclined and had a leg rest that folded out automatically as the chair-back reclined- something your parents or grandparents might have had.
I modified it to remove the wide leg rest. I cut about six inches off of the leg rest at each end and repurposed the pieces. More specifically, I added some bracing out to each side of the reclining mechanism and reused the six-inch padded pieces to create very small leg rests spaced out further to the left and right. I added restraint straps to each. The footrests were still able to utilize the mechanical aspects of the chair so at rest they were at floor level and non-threatening.
I also cut down the sides of the chair to eliminate the arms. This probably wasn't necessary but I wanted to use some of their vinyl to reupholster the footrests.
I'd bought some moldable foam and enlisted Mel for this step. The foam came in kit form. I bought two. Each kit I bought came in a gel which could be molded within a pillowcase- sized vinyl bag. You added a hardener and kneaded the bag for a few minutes. You then had about five minutes within which to make the desired molded shape. After adding the catalyst to both bags and kneading them, I had Mel sit on the two plastic bags on the recliner- one under her ass and one behind her back.
These created a two-piece cushion, custom- fitted to her body. I felt these would add some control to her hips and would also raise her ass and thighs an inch or so off of the chair seat. After the molding session I glued some straps to the cushions to tie them together and attached other straps to hold them in place on the chair.
Finally, the center portion of the old footrest was connected to the front of the chair at floor level making it into a padded kneeler. The final result was conversion of an old person's chair and into a cross between a gyno exam table and a custom fitted bondage device.
Mel hadn't seen the finished chair. Her only involvement had been in the molding and thereafter I'd kept my work under wraps. My work of art was to be a key element to her passive pleasure.
Naked except for the bondage items controlling her hands, I walked Mel into our guest bedroom which also served as a sexual playroom. The room was small and held a double bed so the new chair took up most of the floor space. Mel smiled and gave me a strange look as she first took in the chair. My alterations had been well done but the removal of the footrest and arms ruined the factory lines and made one stare as the mind tried to visualize the function of what remained. I was sure she'd figured it out in a second or two. Actually, I'd guess she had a good general idea from the time of my purchase.
I guided my bound wife to our new chair and assisted in positioning her ass on the custom cushion. I reclined the chair and lifted each leg to its now elevated resting pad. I closed the straps around each ankle and foot. In its former life the footrest was that in name only; it was actually positioned to support one's calves. To rest your feet there your legs would need to be bent. My modifications creating widely spaced footrests and the cushion behind Mel's back meant that her knees were bent and leaned outward. With the legs so positioned they were moved out of the way and left Mel's pussy beautifully displayed.
I confirmed that she was comfortable as I stood back to admire my work. Mel watched me and said, "You really are a pervert. Is this all your idea or did some other pervert publish the plan on the Internet?"
"I'm pleased to claim full design responsibility. Now that you mention it, I should post pictures and construction hints on the Internet. It can be your modeling debut."
