I woke up to the feeling of clamps being put on. Wincing a little bit I sat up to see Cherise grabbing a bag of clothespins, and heavy clamps. She smiled at me as she pushed my head back down onto the pillow.
"Now now, behave yourself, no need to get up. We're going to have some fun today." She said with a sly smile. I'd been living with her for about six months, we were engaged. But I was not to refer to her as my wife, or equal. She was my Goddess, Mistress, or Queen. I was not to talk, unless I were at work. And I actually got a new job, I work for her office, as the maid.
Granted her office was the two floors under our apartment. And it was an all female office. Furthermore, all lesbian office. I wear a very small pvc latex dress, with a low back, no straps, and it barely covers my ass. Five inch black heels, with straps running clear up to my mid thigh. I actually loved the outfit, it's the most amazing and comfortable thing that I wear anymore.
"I'm not giving you an orgasm, you're not doing your chores today, and instead you're going to sit. In the special chair, letting me play with your tits, pussy, stomach, mouth. And I'm not going to play too nice." She said as she pulled harshly on a string attached to clothespins. "You have such a beautiful scream sweetheart. Did that feel good as the clothespins spiraled off your breast? That's just the beginning."
The special chair she mentioned is one of her favorite punishment devices. It's a high chair made for adults, with a hole in the seat just big enough for a dildo to be pushed through into my cunt. It would restrict my arms to my side, and the table portion would push just under my tits, holding them up a little bit. My tits having been enhanced, were now a C+ size. I'm not sure what they did, but I was kept in a barn for a couple weeks and given hormone supplements, and milked. I didn't think that having the milker on me would do much, but my nipples are bigger, my tits are bigger, and I can lactate on command. A hypno file that had many sections, or scenes, based on what needed to happen. Lactation, calming, orgasm, blind obedience, and so on.
Cherise liked the chair, it gave her almost complete control over me. My legs would be restricted to the legs of the chair. My arms would be restricted to my sides. Because of how the back of the chair was made I was never completely back against it. She would be able to put things between the seat and my back. She liked putting toothpicks or tacks there, and had put a cylinder of ice in the space as well. And the leg divider that keeps my thighs from touching when unrestrained had a built in vibrator. That would really vibrate, the entire chair shook when it was turned on.
"But before we have any fun with that chair, or with you." She shoved her fist and arm into my open pussy "I want to feel how willing you are today. So don't push me out bitch, I actually want you to keep me in until I tell you to release. Understood pet?!"
She tried to pull her fist out and I clenched my legs as best I could, slowing her down for a second before her arm was back out. She gave me a very disappointed look and grabbing me by the hair. She led me to the chair and pushed me into it. I hesitated a moment before lifting myself into the seat. Earning me a smack on my ass cheeks. Cherise locked the table of the chair in place, and then my arms and legs. Before walking out.
She seemed so different than the girl who told me to move in with her, and date her six months ago. But she seemed the same. And she still showed great amounts of care toward me. Kinky at home, but sweet as honey in public. She's gotten in fights because some asshole was rude to me.
He bought me a drink just to rip it out of my hand and dump it on my head. Called me a whore, was generally just a dick. I didn't care much, but Cherise saw and well his chair wasn't under him for much longer. He hit his head and went unconscious, we got kicked out, and then we went out for ice cream, and wine for her. It was great, she fed me ice cream, and ate a banana rather suggestively.
But she had her naughty side, and it was prominent at home. Normally she would have me wake up and make breakfast for her, and breastfast for me. Which consists of three glasses of my breast milk, some greek yogurt, and a peach, or other in season fruit. The only of which was consumed before being played with on my breast being my milk. The rest of it had to be all over my breast and Cherise had to be bored of playing with my tits and food before I could eat it.
That was the other use of my chair, my meals. I rarely had hard food at home, not squishy and mushy enough to be fun for her to play with. However our food play is really another story. Cherise was being a little more frequent with her kinky naughtiness because we were going on vacation. Instead of having a honeymoon after the wedding we are going on a larger vacation before the honeymoon. And her family is rich, so the wedding is in The Maldives, which requires us to travel anyway. So we're going to start in Hawaii, go to China, then India, the wedding, then most of Europe, and finally home. So we won't be in the comfort of our home, with her equipment, and toys. Meaning she'll have to tone down the kinkiness, probably just take a couple cuffs, and the vibrators.
Once I was in my chair, Cherise put on some really strong nipple clamps, and tying them to my toes, if I dipped my feet at all the string would pull on the clamp. And then she too the spiked dildo, it was great at making me cum, but at the same time a little unpleasant because of the odd shape and edges. Once I was properly restrained, toyed. She left, and said she'll be back before it was time for our vacation.
After an hour or two my nipples were very sore, and the sting was slowly spreading through my breasts and to the surrounding upper body. And I couldn't move enough to grind on the dildo so I was just getting more wet at the feeling of something inside me. Causing me to start to moan and whine in discomfort and pleas. I want Cherise to release me from this, or at least take off the clamps and the dildo out. But it didn't sound like she was home. So I sat, naked, and toyed, in my high chair, next to a window, in the kitchen. Perfectly visible to the apartment building next door, where I know there are some pervs, and anyone walking on the street below.
I lost track of time after starting to whine, and slowly grew tired. Since I couldn't do anything I let myself drift to sleep. Falling forward leaning my weight on my tits, causing the clamps to dig in more.
