The modified chair spread my legs wide. Held tight with multiple straps, the leather covered my ankles and calves, and upper and lower thighs at various distances. My stomach and chest were strapped as well, as were my arms now held onto the wooden arms of this contraption. The rest of my standard gear was locked on. Fortunately I was allowed to see. Unfortunately that meant I saw the inflatable plug come calling, settling itself deep into my hole. The chair I was bound on allowed free access to my caged cock and now stuffed ass.
Michelle went back to sipping on her coffee and working on her case after I was fully ‘prepared’ as she took to calling it. I barked, painted, whimpered as she fixed me in place. I dripped immediately, my precum pooled onto the hardwood below my bound body.