Notes: This is my first story ever! A lot of sexual, cruel, extreme things will come! Please read chapters 1-7 before proceeding with this one. And please read the tags before you continue. If it's not for you, then read another story.
Thank you for all the comments; they motivate me to continue. Any suggestions for what could happen or be included in this series are welcome.
The story is my lifelong fantasy that I now make into a story. You have no idea what's coming. But it's amazingly brutal and something I haven't found in any story yet. Please note that all characters are over 18 years old, whatever other characters may say in conversations. Everyone in my stories are fictional. The whole story is pure fiction!
If you might get offended by my stories, just don't read, please.
English is not my first language, so bear with me!
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"Dinner is ready!" Naomi shouted and cheered. She held a big pot over her head as she walked into the dining room, where Angelica, Flora, and June sat around the table.
She looked at Eliza and me, still standing. My hair was damp from the shower; I was still a bit cold except for my raw scrubbed clit, which was the only warm part of my body.
"Are you two gonna join us or what?" Naomi asked with a serious tone.
"Don't tell me you are annoyed for not piercing her; I'm sure she will be a good girl sitting in her high chair without it," June commented.
"I think it's the right thing to do; what can I say? It wouldn't just be for the chair; it could be for other things too."
Thank goodness they said no to piercing my clit.
"She isn't pierced... yet. But who knows? I have a test in mind. We'll perform it tomorrow right after breakfast." Eliza said. "Could be useful in her shower routine too."
"Speaking of which! Eliza, how did it go other than time running out?" Flora asked curiously.
Eliza grabbed my shoulders from behind.
"The little one was scared and hurting, but she will get used to it," She answered.
"I hope not..." Naomi mumbled.
"What was that?" Eliza asked quickly.
"I said I hope not, more fun that way. Now can we eat? I'm getting soo fucking hangry. I would need Jessa under the table, but I just can't wait to see her in that chair."
Eliza scootched me towards my new chair. The size was just perfect, but it was also kind of low. So I would feel tiny sitting in it. Also, it was padded with a leather-like fabric which I knew right away would stick to my thighs. But, in all honesty, it was beautiful; June had made sure that there was a footrest, and she had painted parts of it in white while still having some features left in their natural wooden color.
"Don't forget to take off her panties. She won't need them for this chair." Angelica pointed out. Then even my ass would stick to the seat...
Eliza had just sat down, expecting someone else to do the work. Instead, Flora stood up, helped me get them off, and then put me in the chair.
"Now you sit still while you eat, okay? We are not leaving the table until we are all done. Whatever happens!" Flora said affirmingly.
I nodded as the scent of Naomi's food hit my nose.
"Yum yum!" I said as I wiggled in my chair.
They all looked at me like they were waiting, just as I felt the tip of a dildo against my (warmed-up from the metal bar) asshole.
"Wh...aah..t? No..." I said in shock. I was about to get ass fucked during dinner, and I wasn't having it.
"What's the matter, sweat pea? Something bothering you?"
I was too stunned to speak. But then, I felt the dildo go up and up into my ass, and as a reflex, I followed it up to not let it go in more.
"See what I mean?" Naomi stated.
"Honey, sit down; we are not leaving until we are done, remember? It's for your own good. Do you want Naomi to be right about the piercing?" Flora asked.
At those words, I sat down on the big dildo without blinking. Naomi would not win. The whole dildo slid into me, and it felt like my eyes were about to pop out. It was for sure bigger than the metal rod in the shower. I was confused; I didn't see a hole in the seat. What kind of magic was this?
