I was told to strip and present myself to the group. I complied and walked toward the Art room.
Im not going to lie, this thing is evil.
Daddy made the chair to play with forced orgasms and it works exceptionally. Its holding a hitachi magic wand and, if youve ever used one or had one used on you then you know, they are very effective….insanely so.
I was told to sit and cuffed ankle and hand. Daddy smiled evilly and looked back at her pack. She looked back at me and hit the ON switch, then Hell really began.
It sent wave after wave of vibration into my, now seriously erect, cock. I was immediately on the edge of cumming. Daddy smiled her evil smile and said; “Go ahead and cum…just understand that we arent going to stop.” I held myself at bay but was beginning to sweat……and panic. I was worried I wouldnt be able to stop myself and have to endure hours of fucking POST-orgasm. Not an ideal situation to be in…..but if im honest I was LOVING it!
After what felt like an eternity in the Devil’s Throne, Daddy let me up on very unsteady legs. I was told to walk to her brand new piece of evil; the box. I don’t remember where the idea came from but I think Daddy found it on one of our excursions in Tumblr. It’s upholstered in red vinyl and painted black. There is a hole near the front with a door that acts as a trap for your head.
I was told to kneel on top of the box, in front of what amounted to a pack of hungry wolves, and place my head in the hole. I was handed a clicker (God how i hate THAT thing.) I was told that if I was in distress to click once and (this is why i hate that damned thing!) to click twice if I was about to cum. I whimpered and knelt as it was latched shut and I was plunged into darkness.
What happened next was amazing, terrifying, enlightening…….and hilarious.
To be continued…………