Part 3 in my profile! Can’t seem to link without it being auto-removed.
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I furiously kept working on licking Claire to the best of my ability while my penis was still being overstimulated by whatever Claire had me hooked up to. I was still handcuffed behind my back with Claire seated on my face. She placed my phone back on the bed beside me after hitting send on the snapchat to my friends.
She began grinding her hips back and forth, making moaning noises to let me know she was on her way to orgasm. By now the oversensitivity had passed and I was well on my way to cumming again. For those of you who haven’t read part 3, Claire had my cock inserted or gripped by some type of vibrator that made me feel like I was being jerked off from the inside. It sent intense continual pulses through my cock and had me cumming within a minute. To this day I don’t know what the machine was, but I haven’t experienced anything that fast and intense since.
Claire’s movements were getting faster, with her legs beginning to shake. I turned my head slightly to catch my breath after going all in on eating her out, but couldn’t move much as her feet were holding my face in place to do my job. After taking a breath I continued moving my tongue along her pussy, occasionally using it to poke deep inside her. She stopped rocking, reached back with her left arm and grabbed me by the hair to pull me deeper into her pussy as she came on my face.
Claire remained sitting on my face well after she had cum, and once again picked up my phone and unlocked it after switching off the vibrator.
“Didn’t take the guys long to start responding to our photo.”
Relieved, but now blue balled from my second orgasm, I lifted my head to get out from under her to respond.
“Did you really need to send that to Laura? She’s gonna hate us both now.”
“How long do you think you can stay mad at me?” Claire asked, reaching over and turning the dial up on the vibrator control. I felt a wave of pleasure come over me and let out a moan, unable to respond.
After about a minute I was cumming again. Claire turned the dial on the remote down and slipped my cock out of the device. She leaned forward, grabbing my cock and lowering herself to meet it with her face, and taking it all the way in. This post-orgasm torture wasn’t nearly as bad as when she left the vibrator on. She left my cock in her mouth, gently sucking on it until I was only semi hard.
“Ready to go back in your cage?” she asked.
“I don’t think I’ll fit back in there quite yet.”
Without responding, she grabbed the chastity cage from the night stand and began putting me back inside, stuffing all of me in. I heard the clasp of the lock and knew that she was done.
Claire wasted no time uncuffing me, untying my legs from her bed post and sending me on my way. By now it was nearly 3am on a work night, needless to say she had me exhausted at work the next day.
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Claire began to text me more after that night. Just casual talk, more flirting over text, but a shift in tone. She now talked to me like she owned me. To be honest, she did…
Claire: I’ll see you friday evening
Me: You gonna use my ‘friday’ safeword against me again? (for new readers – my safeword was Friday. You can read more about it in pt 1)
Claire: Probably, but you’ll still take it.
Me: What exactly are we doing on Friday?
Claire: You’re gonna make me dinner and treat me like a proper date
Me: This your way of asking me out officially?
Claire: I don’t ask, I order. ;-)
Friday came around and even though it has been less than 3 full days, I was still horny as hell from being caged. I showed up to Claire’s apartment with some ingredients to make food. I made her a proper dinner, even brought some flowers and wore a button up shirt. The dinner was filled with more laughter than romance, and more talk about how our friends were reacting to what they thought was a relationship between us. The truth is that we were using each others bodies, we weren’t dating.
After dinner we sat on the sofa in her living room and she put her feet in my lap.
“Massage my feet,” she ordered, taking a sip of wine.
I began by taking her foot and holding it from underneath with one hand, massaging it with the other. We continued chatting about how we knew each others bodies so well after only a few times together.
“Would you rather just be having straight up sex with me?”
“No. I’ve already tried so many new things and cum harder than I’d ever have before we started this. I wouldn’t change anything. Except, you know, maybe my balls hurting less.”
“Most guys give up after I’m done playing with their balls.”
Most guys? How many guys had she done this to? Comments like this made me feel weird about it. I just don’t like talking about other guys she’s slept with, I guess.
“Most guys, huh?”
“Does that make you jealous?”
“No, I just feel weird hearing about it. Like in a TMI kinda way, I guess.”
“You lasted way longer than Matt.”
Matt was a close friend of mine. This caught me off guard, but it made a lot of things make sense at the same time. Matt was always all over Claire at parties and I would even go as far as to say that he seemed like he was in love with her.
“You’ve done this with Matt?”
“One time. He couldn’t handle me, and I haven’t let him come over since.”
So she was serious about her 1 strike policy. This made things way hotter, but kinda made me worry for my friendship with Matt after she had sent our group a snapchat of her sitting on my face two days ago.
“I want to try something brand new with you tonight. Something Matt probably wishes and dreams I’d do with him.”
“I’m interested…”
“You’re gonna do it. So I’m not gonna tell you what it is. Can you focus on my feet please? Why don’t you worship them a little.” Claire made a licking gesture with her tongue, and I knew what to do.
I began to kiss and worship her feet, something I’d never done before. Her feet were cute, well groomed and she had her toes painted red. After a few moments of this she pulled her feet back and stood up, taking me by the hand and leading me down the hallway into her second bedroom/office.
In the corner of the room was a divider that her walk in closet was behind. She removed and folded up the dividers revealing a very bulky chair in the corner of the room. Claire had me undress and sit in the black leather chair, fastening my neck into place followed by my legs, which were spread in the chair. She attached restraints to my wrists behind the back of the chair and pulled her dress to the side to climb on top of me. She placed her arms around the head of the chair and moved her face close to mine, kissing me passionately.
“You make me feel special every time we’re together. I cum at the thought of having you do whatever I want,” she whispered in my ear. “I want to reward you for sticking with me.”
Claire swung her leg off of me, standing up off the chair and walking back into her walk-in closet. She was changing into something else.
“Do me a favour – check to make sure your restraints are tight. Can you get out?”
I tugged at all of my restraints. My hands, my legs, even my neck. There was very little give on any of them.
“Nope, I think I’m in here pretty tight.”
Claire emerged from the closet wearing nothing but this high boots with a very steep heel on them. She was fully naked otherwise. In her hand she held a blindfold. She walked in front of me, placing a hand on my shoulder for balance before throwing a leg over me to place on the floor on the other side of me. Her ass perfectly in front of my face.
“Why don’t you get started on my ass while I remove your cage?”
Without wasting a second I tried leaning forward to start on her ass but was held by my neck restraint. Claire saw that I couldn’t quite reach and leaned her ass back to I could begin.
Before I knew it, I was free of my cage and Claire removed herself from me.
“Tonight I’m gonna make you cum harder than you’ve ever cum. And then I’m gonna do it again.”
I was already rock hard while she was removing my cage, and now it was just starting to hurt being this hard.
Claire placed the blindfold over my head and fastened it tight.
“I don’t know if you’ll be able to make me cum harder than your vibrator did the other night.”
“I think I can,” she replied.
I felt a familiar feeling, she was placing me in the same vibrator/device she had me in on Wednesday night.
“What the most times you’ve came in one day?” Claire asked.
“I dunno, 6? It’s not like I keep count.”
“Let’s go for 7 then,” she said. She turned on the vibrator and I was already almost cumming. She climbed back on top of me in the chair and began making out with me, not trying to be careful and making it super messy.
I warned her that I’d be cumming any second.
“Cum for me.”
That alone was enough to put me over the edge. I unloaded and she turned the vibrator off.
“Good… let’s start on number two.”
Claire climbed off of me and I began hearing noises that sounded like some sort of plastic rubbing together… I had no idea what she was doing in front of my with my blindfold on. After a few seconds she turned the vibrator back on to a lower setting. The sensitivity of the head of my cock was intense, but I was still super turned on from her having her way with me.
After a few moments she turned the vibrator intensity all the way up, bringing me to orgasm and completion once again. Claire let out a laugh and began massaging my balls, giving me a break.
“That’s two.”
“I don’t know if that’s the hardest I’ve ever cum, but it might be the fastest I’ve cum twice in a row.”
“I think we can make you cum faster the third time.”
“I doubt it.”
As I finished those words she turned the vibrator intensity to max again.
Suddenly, I felt my legs push down against the chair to try to lift myself instinctively. Now is a good time to mention that the seat of this chair had a hole in the middle.
“No, no, no.”
Claire was entering my ass with who knows what, but she slipped in there with easy and I felt a ton of pressure as nothing had ever been in there before. I then felt an intense feeling that felt like a combination of pressure and pleasure that connected my asshole to the head of my dick. Anyone who has had their prostate massaged will know the feeling. I came instantly.
“Only four more to go…”
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I’m not sure if this is the last entry in the story or not. I’ve had many more nights with Claire but I seem to be getting diminishing returns on the interest here. Thanks for sticking with me this long, I hope you enjoyed reading :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l98be8/my_first_dom_part_4_the_chair_mf
keep going this is an amazing read.