First self-bonding session - using the chair

I spent the whole day hesitating… then on my way home I started building up my courage. Everything was prepared; all that remained was to take the plunge!

As soon as I walked in, I stripped off and put on my 38D bra. I stuffed a couple of heavy-duty water balloons inside (I loved the extra weight—they bounce nicely!) and felt sufficiently aroused to go for it. I lubricated the monster dildo, applying Ben-Gay to the lower shaft; I wasn’t entirely sure how that would feel, but it added an element of excitement.

The chair was duct-taped securely to the floor, challenging me to begin. A massive 10”x2.5” brown dildo was locked in place, surrounded by super sharp pine cones at its base. I retrieved a long frozen shoelace from the freezer and hung it from the door frame. With everything laid out before me, I played with my large breasts for a moment, considering every detail. Then I started taping my ankles to the chair. I clipped on some clover-leaf nipple clamps suspended by heavy rubber bands attached to the door frame, connecting them to my stiff nipples. Next, I lowered myself onto the cock. The huge head slid in and my sphincter began spasming quickly. I fastened the chains—positioned around the chair—to my belt hooks and wrapped another chain around my sock-covered hands. With the lock ready, I paused for a moment before clicking it shut…I almost lost control just from that sound of finality.

Now the fun supposedly started (or so I thought). My legs began shaking with fatigue quickly, and I couldn’t maintain that position much longer. I tried lowering myself slowly down onto the huge shaft while my nipple clamps bit hard, stretching my nipples nearly to the top of the bra. But my thigh muscles gave out simultaneously. I plopped down heavily onto the pine cones, driving the dildo deep inside.

I yelped and jumped up immediately. One particularly sharp pine cone had embedded itself into my scrotum. My legs collapsed again instantly, sending me back down; the large balls of the dildo slammed against mine, pushing the sharp points of the pine cones even deeper.

Up and down, over and over… I was exhausted by now. Sweat covered my body and dripped down my fake cleavage. The nipple clips kept digging in progressively deeper. I looked for the key. It had only been 20 minutes, but my Ben-Gay-infused anus burned, my nipples screamed, and my leg muscles were shot. The key was within reach, but because my hands were chained above my breasts, I had to thread them through and push against the nipple clamp ropes to grab it. Each attempt pulled too hard on my nipples, causing me to give up repeatedly. Finally, I took a deep breath, shoved my arms between the ropes, and grabbed for the key. I almost succeeded until the clamps ripped off. Clutching my breasts, I rocked back and forth in pain. Once I had the keys, I freed myself completely and collapsed, utterly spent. Looking down, I noticed my erection realized I had made a mess of myself without even knowing it.

Can’t wait to try something new!!!