The Chair In The Attic Ch 03 04

Chapter 3: Ground Control to Lena

When Kyle returned, Lena felt like she had been cumming for hours. It had really only been ten minutes, but her mind was in a haze. She had lost all track of time. Her orgasms were crashing into each other now. She was surfing on the waves of ecstasy, her eyes almost completely rolled back in her head.

Kyle just stood there for a moment, watching her stutter and twitch as her capacity for rational thought had been lost on an ocean of pleasure. Kyle had set the vibration settings on the wand to switch between different patterns at regular intervals. This ensured that Lena wouldn't become numb to the sensations. He definitely did not want that.

I wonder if there's a Guinness world record for the most orgasms in a row?

He thought.

I am sure there is. If someone has thought it up, there's probably a record for it.

And he doubted very much that he was the first person to have that thought. Stepping up to her, he took a towel and wiped some drool from the side of her mouth and kissed her. His touch snapped her out of her haze and her eyes focused on him again.

"Wha... What'sss... G-g-going ONNN!" Lena's stammered question was interrupted by yet another wave of pleasure.

"I ran downstairs and got you some water, and another surprise. I may have been maybe kinda planning this since the minute Sarah spilled the beans," he chuckled playfully.

"God, I am going to k-k-kill h-h-her," she managed to get out, still twitching. Kyle leaned down between her legs and Lena could hear another audible click. When he faced her again, that

damn

grin was once again plastered on his handsome face.

What the hell is he up to now?

"I guess I have two surprises. The first is this..." He gently pushed her legs part, the chair reclining slightly putting Lena in a

very

accessible position. "I had so much fun playing with this thing and figuring out what it can do, but this might actually be my favorite feature," he said playfully. "Oh, and now that I am back, let me turn this back up a bit." Kyle reached down a turned the intensity on the vibrator up a couple of notches.

Lena gasped and choked as the cool air rushed over her even more exposed sweat and cum slicked skin. The Kyle turned up the vibrator. "ARRGGHHH!!" Lena screamed as another massive orgasm hit her from the sensory overload.

Her scent wafted through the air making Kyle feel lightheaded. He drank in the sight of her in this new position and he felt his arousal sore higher. The contrast of her red hair falling down around the liquid-like black latex that looked like it was painted on, and her exposed skin of her pussy, all puffy and red, had him reeling. He was painfully erect at this point, his cock begging to be buried in something,

anything

, but he had a plan, and he was going to stick to it! "OK, so I lied, three surprises, four, if you count turning up the vibrator," he said with a laugh as he knelt down between her legs again.

Some distant corner of Lena's mind could hear him fiddling with something and then felt the chair shift beneath her.

It's rising! Like some demented dentist's chair or something!

Kyle continued to crank on the heigh controls until the chair was at the perfect height for him to enter her. Smiling at the thought, he barely managed to restrain himself. Instead, he turned to grab the last item, "And the last surprise is this!"

Through her haze she could just barely make out what he was holding up for her to see. It looked like a little choo-choo train with some kind of piston driven wheel on one end, and on the other end...

A dildo!

"Th-that's not fair!

"Who said anything about fair?" Kyle said wickedly. "Besides, I didn't say you could stop cumming yet, and I still want more!"

Whimpering and twitching, as smaller orgasms continue to ripple through her like overlapping waves on a beach, Lena could only strain to hear what Kyle was doing as he moved behind her with what was clearly a small fucking machine. The thought of the unknown only heightened her already over stimulated state. Suddenly she felt something cool press against her back door. She jumped, startled. It was clear what Kyle now intended.

He's going to have that thing fuck my ass!

Lena seriously considered using her safe word, if nothing else calling a yellow to give herself a bit of a break, but her masochistic side and competitive nature were working hand-in-hand to stop that idea.

Only a few more minutes! I can totally beat the clock!

Kyle slowly inserted the machine's dildo into Lena's waiting asshole. The dildo dripped with lube and he added some more to ensure it would slide in more easily. Lena tried to relax but she was constantly cumming now which made her rectal muscles spasm right along with everything else. The steady pressure from Kyle and Lena's twitching muscles relentlessly push-pulled the machine into her.

"OH FUCK!" Lena exclaimed once Kyle had pushed the machine's cock all the way in.

She felt so full!

She had always enjoyed anal sex, but the thought of that big cock fucking her ass sent her to a height that she had never been to before. "NNNNGGGHHHH," she screamed incoherently as the greatest orgasm of her life hit her like a truck. Kyle had already turned on the machine and it slowly but unrelentingly fucked her ass through her climax right into another one.

"Holy shit!" Kyle exclaimed as Lena didn't just squirt, but

gushed

all over the floor. She continued to squirt as wave after wave of euphoric energy coursed through her. Kyle reached down and flicked another switch and the dildo in Lena began to vibrate. She started twitching and spasming again, the only sounds, her choked whimpers. With a sadistic grin and chuckle, he reached down and touched one more switch.

Lena's eyes shot open impossibly wide as she felt the cock in her ass grow larger!

WHAT THE FUCK?! It's too much! It's too much!

"AAAAARRRHHHH," She screamed, another fresh spray of her juices flowed out, her body seemed to be trying to rid itself of all fluid. "K-k-kyle... P-please," she pled, some sobs now mixed with her whimpers.

"Not yet, you still have five minutes left on the timer," Kyle said, his voice dripping with mock seriousness. Kyle hit the button again and the dildo expanded once more.

"Sir, MMMPH, AAAAHHH!"

"Use your words," Kyle said, teasing her mercilessly. He took a step back to fully take in the sight of her and began to stroke himself through his pants. Lena's back door was now stretched wide open, gaping obscenely around the massive dildo. She was panting heavily, her hair matted and covered in sweat. The machine continued to pound her with the same relentless pace, her puffy pussy lips quivering with each thrust.

"Mmph... Nnngh... Mmmph," was all Lena could muster. She looked back at Kyle with a mix of fear and submission, her eyes locked on him. "Nnnngh... Mmph... Mmph..." Kyle reached down to do something again, and the machine's pace increased slightly, the dildo slamming into her stretched ass with even more force. "NNNNNGGGHHHHH!!!! Lena's asshole clenched desperately around the monstrous dildo with each brutal thrust, drool escaped her lips as incoherent moans spilled out. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, overwhelmed as the inhumane pleasure mixed with pain ravaged her body. "AAAAHHHH... KYYYYLEEE!!!" Her body convulsed violently as she experienced another massive climax, gushing all over him. Her fingers dug into the armrests, her knuckles turning white as the fucking machine continued its ruthless assault on her ass. "HHHHHNNNNGGHHHH... KYYYLE... AAAAHHH..."

Kyle just watched in awe, as Lena continued to twitch and spasm. Her eyes had completely rolled back in her head, and another stream of drool hung from the corner of her mouth as she rode wave after exquisite wave of pleasure and pain. An odd sense of pride came over him then. Pride that Lena had refused to give up. He smiled at the thought.

A small ding sounded nearby and just as suddenly the machine and vibrator stopped. With the sensory overload gone, Lena slumped forward, completely limp, the straps keeping her upright. Her head lolled to one side, her cheek rested against the side of the high collar. Kyle panicked for a minute,

Holy Shit, I killed her!

His momentary anxiety quickly subsided when he stepped forward to check on her. Her breath came in a slow and steady rhythm, she was OK. Kyle leaned in for a quick kiss and then said, "Lena, wake up, I have some water for you." Shaking her gently Kyle quipped, "Ground Control to Major Lena, come-in Lena..."

Lena stirred slightly, feeling as though she were drunk, or high, or maybe

yes

... She felt as if she were floating in a pool of water now, twitching and spasming occasionally as her body was still responding to the experience. She gave an exhausted giggle.

My pussy is still going crazy! All those little spasms are wild! And that dildo is still there, I can't stop myself from clenching down on it either...

Kyle was staring at her earnestly and genuine caring on his face. Lena felt another surge of affection for him.

It's all just for fun,

she thought,

and he does it so well too! But he knows when it's time to check-in.

"There she is," Kyle said, giving her another quick kiss, "It seems you beat the clock after all, my little slut. I knew you could take it, but you did that and then some." Kyle reached for the water bottle he had retrieved earlier and brought the straw to her lips and kissed her on the forehead.

Looking up lazily at Kyle, Lena took a long pull from the water bottle. Sputtering and coughing a little bit, she languidly asked, "Do I win a prize?"

Kyle laughed, "Careful my dear, don't drink too fast. Choking is also not allowed! I think hitting subspace is the prize, honey, but..." He pretended to ponder her question, the grin she had come to know so well spread widely on his face again, "I think a

prize

could be arranged," he said with a wink.

The fog in her head had only cleared slightly, but she had enough mental capacity left to recognize she may have just fallen into a little trap.

Oh no, what's he planning now?! I feel like fucking Jello, drunk and high Jello! And

he,

has more plans?

"I take it back, I don't need a prize," she said, whimpering.

"Too late, I have already thought of the perfect prize for you!" Kyle said in a mischievous tone.

Lena groaned, "Really? There's more?"

"Of course, my little slut, the night is still young," Kyle said with a dramatic flourish.

Lena could only roll her eyes, "OK, but I do need a break, can you at least take this collar off for a bit?"

Turning serious, Kyle said, "Of course babe, sorry. Please let me know if you want to stop or if I'm getting too carried away." He reached over and unclasped the collar from the chair and unbuckled it from her neck.

Lena stretched her neck and rolled her shoulders a little bit, then said, "Don't worry, I will let you know, and no, I don't want to stop yet," showing him her own mischievous grin, she said, "I beat the clock once, I can do it again." Then turning serious, "but I do need some more water."

Kyle beamed at her,

I am one lucky son-of-a-bitch!

He thought. "As you wish," he said with a dramatic half bow and a smile. He came over and kissed her on the forehead again and then gave her another drink from the water bottle. "Just let me know when you're ready."

"Oh, don't worry, you won't have long to wait..."

Chapter 4: He shoots, He Scores!

Kyle had loosened the cuffs and straps a bit but hadn't released her. She thought he was subtly being a brat, testing her to see if she would ask to be let out or not, but she honestly didn't feel the need.

Whoever made this chair really knew what they were doing. It's surprisingly comfortable,

she thought. Over the course of the night the two of them seemed to have reached a new level of understanding, trust, and affection. Kyle was clearly feeling more relaxed with everything now; she could tell in the way he moved and talked, and in her case, she felt safe and cared for, her sassy and playful nature showed through. Any remaining anxiety on her part seemed to have vanished completely. Kyle kept puttering around, that goddamn grin sill tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He's like the fucking Cheshire cat and so adorable.

The thought made her giggle given her current predicament.

How weird am I that I think the man that tied me up and ravaged me for the last hour is adorable?

"What's so funny, babe?"

"Oh nothing, just you. I'm enjoying watching you and your machinations," she said with another giggle.

"Machinations, eh? Bonus points for the fancy word," he said with a wink.

"Smartass"

"And?" Kyle said, sticking his tongue out at her. "Are you ready for your prize?"

Crap. I hoped he would forget about that...

Lena thought. "Um, what prize sweetheart? You don't need to get me anything else," she said innocently.

"But you won, fair and square!" Then in his best game show host voice he said, "tell her what she's won Bob! An all expenses paid trip to pound town! For the rest of the night, you'll be treated to pleasure and pain that the gods themselves would envy; to include double penetration, clit stimulation, spanking, and more orgasms than you can count! To top it all off, your boyfriend will stuff you himself!"

Lena couldn't help but laugh at his antics, "You're such a weirdo!"

"Says the girl that let her boyfriend tie her up in a chair," Kyle quipped back.

"Touche. So, you're going to stuff me this time?" She said in a low, sultry voice, "Done letting machines do all the work?"

Kyle laughed, "Not gonna lie; last session would have been over a lot sooner if it had just been me." He reached over to her and started to tighten down the straps but then paused, looking back at her, "So, are you ready?"

"Get on with it goofball..."

"Yes, my little slut," Kyle said, his big grin back again.

He resumed tightening down the straps and cuffs, making sure everything was snug and secure, but not too tight. Next, he lifted her chin and placed the collar around her neck, then he leaned in for a forceful kiss, pushing her head back, the collar locking in place with a click. Their kiss continued, each of them wanting the other badly. As Kyle pulled back, Lena was left gasping, her lips puffy once more.

Kyle knelt between her legs, checking things over. He grabbed a bottle of lube and retracted the dildo, now deflated, but did not remove it completely. Lubing it up generously, he activated it slowly, letting it bury itself in her tender backdoor. He repeated this step one more time, making sure that everything was ready.

Lena could only whimper as her body began to remember its previous torment.

Everything was so sensitive!

The lightest of touches sent shocks across her body. She gasped slightly as Kyle moved the dildo in her ass,

God she was ready for more

.

She

needed

more, s

he thought, remembering how she had felt earlier. That awesome euphoric state... She was snapped out of her reverie when Kyle flipped the magic wand on once again. Almost immediately her pussy started to spasm and she could feel herself lubing up in anticipation for another orgasm. Lena bit her lip, trying to keep from crying out, but another moan escaped her throat.

"Ah, I see your body remembers our friend here."

Lena winced as Kyle punctuated his words with a couple of taps on the wand, right into her overly sensitive clit. "Why of course not Sir. How could I ever forget?" She said with mock sweetness. She yelped when Kyle planted two strikes on her thighs with the riding crop.

"I'll be having none of your sass now, ye hear?" Kyle said in perfect southern drawl.

Ever the smartass, Lena quipped back, "wait, I thought you were from Canada?" she let out another yelp as Kyle smacked her inner thighs again. "Ow!"

"Tsk tsk tsk. Such a naughty girl. Let me give you something else to think about," Kyle said, his voice overly dramatic. He flipped the fucking machine on and upped the vibrator, and true to his word, Lena had

plenty

of other things to think about. "And just as an added bonus, I think that pussy needs to be filled too," as he brought over another identical fucking machine.

"Holy crap! Another one?"

"I did say 'be careful what you wish for' when we started all of this. Didn't I?

"Yes, Sir, I s-s-suppose you d-- MMMPH," Lena's stammered words were sudden cut off as her body tensed and her eyes rolled back for the umpteenth time that night. She was gasping and spasming as her climax was finally reached. "Ow! Jesus C-C-Christ, Kyle!" She exclaimed as he hit her twice on the inner thighs with the riding crop,

hard.

Kyle gave her another couple of solid whacks, "What? No Sir anymore?" He said as he gave her a pouty look. Then the grin was back as he said, "You didn't ask for permission this time."

"Hey! Last time you said anything about that, you said I had permission to cum whenever I wanted!"

Kyle laughed, "You got me there. OK, so blanket permission is now revoked, and if you cum again without permission, I'll be forced to use this," he said waving the crop in front of her face.

"OK Fine. Ow! What was that for? OW!" Lena exclaimed, the sensations in her core temporarily forgotten.

"You didn't say Sir, my little slut," he said with a sadistic grin.

"OK FINE... Sir!" Lena said with some heat, a small scowl on her face.

"So feisty," Kyle quipped, laughing. He knelt down and applied some lube to the new machine's dildo and moved into place.

Lena was about to make another sarcastic remark but was interrupted as the new machine was inserted into her up to the hilt. "Holy shit, I am so full! Um, Sir!"

"Not yet, but you will be soon," Kyle said with another sadistic grin.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, Lena knew what he was talking about, but she was feeling hazy again. The pleasure, and now pain, were clouding her mind. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she figured she would find out

soon.

Kyle synced the timing on the two machines. They were now rhythmically pumping in and out of her; while one was thrusting in the other was pulling out and the sensation against her inner walls was indescribable. Right then the wand switched to a new oscillating pattern that sent Lena through the roof. Moaning loudly, the notes of her climax hit a crescendo.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SIR, MAY I CUM, PPPPPLEEEASSEEE?"

"No", and just as she was about to explode, everything stopped, and she was brought crashing back to each with a series of hard WHACKS to her inner thighs again. The skin there was turning a nice shade of red.

Lena started bucking and thrashing in the chair now, her frustration clear on her face, "NOOO," she said, wailing. She bounced in the chair, pouting. "Goddamit, you jerk!" she growled, feeling as if her entire being were standing tippy toed on the edge of that pleasurable abyss, "OWWW, Shit!" Kyle had whacked her hard with the crop a few more times. The snaps of leather on skin seemed to echo throughout the attic. Lena just glared at him;

I want to wipe that fucking grin off his face right now!

She thought in sexual frustration.

"That's 'goddamit, you jerk, SIR'," He said laughing. "Besides, I was helping, if I had left everything on, you would have broken the rules for sure," he said still laughing. "Are you ready to continue?"

Lena glared at him but decided to bite back the sarcastic reply she originally had in mind and said, "Yes, Sir. Please, sir, I would like to cum again." Her cheeks reddening slightly at the show of submission. Clearly Kyle was enjoying himself, she was pretty sure his pants were about to split open he was so erect now.

Yep, I created a monster, and I only have myself to blame.

The absurd thought made her smile again, the angry scowl gone.