He [m]ade me a [f]orced orgasm chair: part two electric boogaloo

A while back I posted a story about the forced orgasm chair my partner K made for me. He is of course aware of my stories and reads them. I guess I was too liberal in describing how much I could move while strapped into the chair because yesterday evening while he had the house to ourselves K took me back to the chair for another round with tighter bondage. As a reminder, I am 27F, 5”3, curvy build with large breasts and growing my ass, long straight brown hair that goes past my waist and green eyes. K is 30, 5”11, built like a trades man, short brown hair and a short beard and amazingly blue eyes. Please enjoy the story and leave any feedback or suggestions

Things have been very busy lately and despite our persistent horniness K and I hadn’t had sexy times in a while. In the way he loves to do, K texted me while I was at work to warn me that he had plans for the evening and to get my consent of course. It doesn’t matter where I am or what I am doing, getting a sexy text will turn me on. I blushed and felt the muscles in my lower belly contract deliciously in anticipation. That night we were watching TV when K snuck away for a while. When he called me into the bedroom I discovered he’d been setting up the chair as well as had taken out almost all of our sex toys out. I’m not going to lie; I felt some apprehension at the sight. The forced orgasm chair is a standard chair K rigged with rope to attach a vibrator.

With little decorum K had me remove my pants and underwear. Unlike the last time, before sitting me down he stuffed a dildo into my pussy. It’s a small one so it went in without foreplay needed. He then had me sit on the chair taking care to ensure the vibrator was hitting directly on my clit. A full pussy and the cool pressure on my clit really turned me on. He strapped my ankles to the chair with new straps he’d purchased. This time he also used bondage tape on my thighs to hold me down onto the chair and restrict all remaining movement in my limbs. I tried planting my feet on the floor and standing a bit to remove pressure from my clit and found I really couldn’t move at all. Before I could think too much about what was to come, K blindfolded me, took my shirt off and handcuffed my hands behind the chair. He then turned on the vibrator to the lowest setting. The gentle grumble felt good and I gasped slightly. I was enjoying the sensation, tilting my pelvis the best I could into the vibrator.

Suddenly, K turned the vibrator on to the highest setting and I felt a sharp pain on my exposed breasts. He was hitting me across the breasts with a whip! The sudden onslaught of sensation elicited a cry from me. The combination of pain and pleasure was intense, and I felt myself quickly becoming wet. With each smack of the whip, I cried out and arched my back. It wasn’t long before I felt the familiar and warm pressure build between my legs as an orgasm approached. We thankfully had the house to ourselves as I was letting out involuntary moans. With a final smack across my nipples an orgasm ripped through me and was maintained by the ongoing stimulation on my clit. My pussy clenched deliciously around the dildo.  I cried out loudly, arched my back then dropped my chin against my chest when it subsided. My clit was incredibly sensitive and being unable to relieve any pressure was in a way painful. I squirmed, trying to get some relief to no avail.

After little time to recover I felt a pinching on my nipples as K put nipple clamps on me. By now, my pussy was drenched and I could feel my wetness coating the inside of my thighs. K pulled on the chain connecting the nipple clamps sending pain and pleasure through my body. By now, a constant stream of moans and curses were coming from my mouth. I cannot be held responsible for what I say under such circumstances, but I believe there was a combination of ‘oh my gods’ ‘fuck’ ‘jesus fuck’ and other such expletives. My clit was so sensitive, but the pleasure was rising again and I had conflicting desires for more and less stimulation. The vibrator continued at the highest setting and sooner than I expected another orgasm built. I came quickly in a way that left me feeling breathless and spent. I no longer had the energy to try and struggle against my restraints despite the fact that the vibration was almost unbearable at this point. My chest was heaving with exertion and a thin layer of sweat covered my body. I was whimpering and squirming and told K that I didn’t think I’d be able to cum anymore. He laughed and dismissed this concern telling me that I certainly coul, and more importantly if I wanted the opportunity to suck his cock, I must. Sucking dick is my very favorite thing and well of course a girl isn’t going to turn down another orgasm. But to be entirely honest I did not think I had another orgasm in me. Despite this, I focused on the sensation of the vibrator against my swollen clit and the dildo in my pussy. I imagined sucking on K’s thick cock and the pleasure increased. My moans increased in volume again and after what could have been seconds or minutes another orgasm hit me. I full on screamed as one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever experienced ripped through me. All the muscles in my lower half clenched as I reveled in the pleasure. I threw my head back saying incomprehensible words. This was satisfactory to K and he turned on the vibrator.

I was able to relax and catch my breath for a moment. K instructed me to tilt my head back and open my mouth. He generously poured some water into my mouth as my throat always gets dry from the heavy breathing and constant moaning. He then removed the blindfold, and I blinked in the bright light. I was pleasantly met with the sight of his hard cock near my face. I greedily opened my mouth, and he stuffed his cock into my mouth. My hands were still cuffed behind my back and I had little mobility even in my upper body so it made moving back and forth over his length difficult. I did my best to give him the best, sloppiest blowjob I could. K helped me by pushing his cock deep down my throat. I swirled my tongue against the tip and sucked. K grabbed the back of my head and pushed me deeper onto him making me cough and gag. My eyes were running, and saliva was running down my chin. Unfortunately, before long he pulled out of my mouth and turned the vibrator back on. I was quite surprised. He chuckled in response saying “you didn’t think we were done yet did you?”. There was another round of intense stimulation against my clit and by some miracle, I came again.

K then turned off the vibrator and worked to untie me. When my arms were released there was some pain in my shoulders from being held that position for so long.  I stretched my arms and neck. Once my limbs were released K helped me stand up and removed the dildo. This left me with a somewhat empty feeling. He helped me onto the bed and laid me on my front. Without speaking, he smacked my ass and thrust into me. After so much time spent on my pleasure, I wanted K to feel good as well. I pushed back against his hard cock and looked back at him.  While looking at him I said things such as “take me”, “Im yours” “please cum in my pussy, I need it” “your cock is so big, it feels so good”. I often surprise myself by the things I say while getting fucked. As the pleasure took over I lost some cognitive capacity and ended up just begging for his cum. He worked into me hard and fast, using me for his pleasure. With a few final deep thrusts K leg out a groan and came deep inside me. I flopped down onto the bed in a sweaty, wet mess. K kissed me softly and held me as I fell asleep. He really knows how to care for me in every way.