The Chair in the Attic: Ch 02

Chapter 2: Be Careful What You Wish For

Striding forward purposefully, with a confidence he didn't 100% feel, Kyle stood in front of Lena, still sitting in the chair, legs crossed with a playful grin on her face. Lena was looking up at him demurely as he leaned down hesitantly, and firmly pried her legs apart, placing them gently on the chair. Wiggling her butt in the chair to get comfortable, Lena giggled at his awkward movements. Deciding to just jump in with both feet, Kyle reached out and grabbed a fist full of her fiery head hair, "So you want to see what I've got, eh? Be careful what you wish for babe." He said, as he yanked her head back followed by a bite on her neck.

Lena gasped, feeling her arousal already starting to build again as he man-handled her. His bite on her neck made her moan and she reached out instinctively, grasping at his semi-erect form through his pants. Pulling her head back sharply, Kyle slapped her hand away.

"I didn't say you could do that," he said with a wicked grin.

Gasping again at the slight pain in her scalp, she managed to breath out, "Sorry, Sir, I was just getting excited." A playful smile returned to her lips as she realized that Kyle was finally giving in to his desires. This was going to be good!

Kyle liked the way she called him "Sir", and recognizing the shift in energy, he felt emboldened, "Something amusing my little slut?"

"No, Sir, I just really want you..." Kyle's dirty talk making her grin even more.

At this, Kyle brought Lean's head forward and kissed her passionately, their tongues desperately exploring. When Kyle finally let them come up for air, Lena gulped down a few breaths, her core practically buzzing now. Wow, he's really good at that, she thought. Still holding her hair, Kyle pulled Lena's head back again, holding her there as he nibbled on her ear lobe. She could feel him tracing patterns on her latex covered skin with his other hand, teasing her gently. Her heart raced as he began to move lower, exploring her curves with his mouth and hand. The dichotomy of Kyle's tender ministrations and his firm grip on her scalp was making Lena lightheaded. She gave into the euphoria, welcoming it.

"Enjoying yourself?" Kyle suddenly whispers in her ear.

"Yes, sir..."

"Good." Kyle returned to his exploration while still firmly gripping Lena's hair. He soon arrived at her painfully hard nipples, taking his time to encircle each one with his mouth and tongue. Unconsciously a moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Kyle grinned wide, letting her have a moment before biting the nipple in front of him, hard. Lena yelped in surprise, the bite sending a jolt of electricity directly to her most sensitive spot. Kyle moved to the other nipple, teasing, then sliding his free hand lower, continuing to trace patterns on her inner thighs. Devilishly slow, Kyle danced his fingers up her thigh and over her mound, approaching her pussy, but never quite touching it. He bit her remaining nipple ever so lightly.

Lena whimpered at the constant teasing, her arousal hitting a plateau, "Please Sir, I want it."

"Want what?" Kyle whispered back, clearly enjoying himself now.

"I want to cum." Lena said, her cheeks burning slightly, despite herself.

"You do, eh?" Kyle said, pulling a little harder on her hair.

Gasping once more, Lena whispered back desperately, "Yes, Sir. Please, make me cum..."

Kyle ran his fingers over and around her throbbing slit, teasing her lips through the latex, the liquid-esque material seemingly painted on. Lena whimpered again, pleading with Kyle to push her off the edge. With a sudden movement, he brought her face to his and kissed her passionately once more, still teasing her sensitive core. Lena desperately kissing him back, practically begged for that magical release. "Not yet, my little slut. You're not properly prepared for that yet." He pulled away with a sadistic grin, leaving Lena in a haze.

"Whaa..? NO! Come back!" She wailed, practically following his touch right out of the chair. Gasping, Lena glared at Kyle, "That wasn't very nice... Sir..." she said in frustration.

Kyle just laughed and, in a voice, dripping with irony, said, "I did it for your own safety, babe. I mean look, you almost fell out of the chair!" Pushing her back firmly against the chair, he started to pull the rest of the straps out from behind her. Securing her wrists snuggly in place, he grinned down at her and said in a low husky voice, "We can't have you hurting yourself, can we? Or trying to run away for that matter..."

Once again playing the role of dutiful submissive, she purred back, "No Sir, we definitely wouldn't want any of that."

Kyle began to buckle in the rest of the straps, "this chair was apparently meant to be used for self-bondage too, as you accidentally found out earlier," he said with a chuckle, "but its most fun features are meant to be used with a partner."

Breaking character momentarily, Lena said, "Oh yeah, I did see that hourglass. That's absolutely genius if it works as intended. Maybe you can let me test that out some time," she said with a wink.

Laughing at her enthusiasm, Kyle agreed, "Oh yes, I might even find a way to use it here soon. You'll just have to wait and see." He continued to buckle her in tight, the chair having multiple connection points, but the main straps ran above and below her breasts, around her upper arms, another set for her thighs and lower legs, and then finally the cuffs at her ankles. Lena wiggled in the chair experimentally, hardly able to move at all. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked down at herself, strapped firmly in the chair, completely at Kyle's mercy.

"Oh wow, this thing is no joke, I can barely move at all... Sir..."

"I think that's the point," Kyle said with a chuckle. "I have two more straps actually," Kyle picked up another much wider strap from somewhere on the floor and showed it to Lena. This one was different from the others as it had a strap of its own right in the middle. "Can you guess where this one goes and what it's for?"

"Around my middle?" Lena said, for that was the only place that made any sense to her. "But I have no idea what that other little strap could be for..."

Kyle grinned at her again, like the cat that ate the canary, "Oh, you're in for a surprise then."

A hint of worry mixed with excitement crept into Lena's voice as she said, "Wait, how the hell do you even know what it's for? It's not like this thing came with an instruction manual..."

"Actually, it kind of did," Kyle moved to secure the penultimate strap around Lena's midriff. "When I unearthed this thing, there was a box tucked away underneath it with some old photos of the young heiress in some thoroughly compromising positions. One of which showed exactly what that little extra strap is for."

Lena giggled, "So some old vintage porn gave you all your ideas?"

Kyle giggled right back, "Oh, I don't know about all my ideas, but this was certainly a good one." Kyle ducked out of sight for a moment, returning with a high collar, "And this is the last strap," he said, giving Lena a moment to look it over. Fixing him with her sultry gaze, her only response was to lift her chin slightly, giving him better access. Cupping her chin gently, he gave her another kiss before fitting the collar around her neck. Once buckled, he pushed Lena's head back gently until there was an audible click. The collar had been locked in place.

Lena couldn't help but marvel at the vintage design. Swallowing dramatically, she said, "That's a fun little feature, I really can't move now. I can't even look down. How are you going to show me what that little strap does now?"

Kyle just laughed, "Trust me, you'll know what it does soon enough." He leaned in for one more kiss and then whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to begin?"

Lena thought they already had, but answered, "Yes, Sir."

Kyle smiled brightly as he reached down to her crotch, finding the zipper there. Ever so slowly, he opened the access to her sensitive pussy. Lena gasped in surprise as the cool air hit her now exposed skin. Her breath hitched as Kyle probed the folds of her slit before sliding his fingers inside.

"Well, I guess someone really is excited," Kyle laughed as he held up his slick fingers for her to see. "I want you to taste for yourself," he commanded, bringing his fingers up to Lena's mouth.

Hesitating briefly, Lena opened her mouth and sucked her own juices off his fingers. She had tasted herself before, when she had teased Kyle post orgasm, playfully sucking the last drops of his cum from his cock after his climax, but this felt different. Maybe it was Kyle's commanding tone, his dominance, or her suddenly exposed core, but she knew she was even wetter now.

Satisfied that Lena had done a good job, Kyle patted her cheek lightly, "Good girl. I may have to give you something else to clean later." Reaching back down between her legs, he lifted her bottom slightly and zipped the rest of the crotch open, giving him full access to the front door and the back. Glancing up, he could see that Lena was straining to look down and see what he was up to, but the collar kept her chin up and her eyes mostly forward. Deciding it was the perfect moment for his next surprise, Kyle reached over and undid a latch on both sides of the chair with audible clicks.

Lena yelped in surprise as a section of the seat fell away, "What the fuck?!" she exclaimed, taken completely off guard, "I had no idea it could do that!" Another jolt of electricity hit her as she realized that Kyle now had access to a lot more than he did before. Lena yelped again, this time because Kyle had spanked her on both thighs!

"Language, my little slut," he said with a chuckle. "You're not allowed to monopolize the conversation every time something unexpected happens. With this thing, that's going to happen a lot," he added with a smirk. "Now I think it's time you found out what that little strap does..."

Lena felt her pulse quicken and it felt like her pussy was pulsing in time with it. It felt like she might cum just from the anticipation alone. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. I will try and watch my mouth..." and not being able to help herself, she added with a giggle, "A little." That earned her a whack with something that made a loud pop when it contacted her now exposed ass. Lena jumped and bit her lip to keep herself from making another sarcastic remark.

Kyle just chuckled again, holding up two items. One of them was a riding crop, "This little toy will be used whenever you mouth off or displease me, and this one, well, this one will be used to make you cum so many times you won't know what planet you're on by the end of the night," he said, holding up a long cylindrical device with a bulbous head on the end. Lena's eyes shot open as she recognized the Magic Wand. Kyle noticed Lena's reaction and laughed. "Ah, I see you know what it is then. Do you remember your safe words? You might need them..."

"Th-th-that's not Victorian era stuff!" Lena exclaimed. She knew precisely what those things could do, and this one looked like one of the new models with multiple speeds and vibration settings. Her heart was well and truly racing now and she could feel her vaginal walls spasming at the mere thought of what was likely to come next. Her. A LOT...

"Nope, I suppose it's not. It really was a shame I couldn't find a working model from that time period to complete the set," Kyle said with mock sadness, "But lucky for us, that strap accommodates this little guy perfectly," he said while he wiggled the Magic Wand in front of her face.

Lena didn't think the devilish grin on Kyle's face could get any bigger. She squirmed a bit in the chair, equal parts dreading it and equal parts longing for it. She had one of those wands in her nightstand drawer at her place and absolutely loved it, but she wasn't sure she could stand using one for hours on end... In any case, she was in for one stimulating night...

Kyle gave Lena a little whack with the riding crop to bring her out of her daydream. She had been imagining how it was going to feel to be relentlessly brought to climax by that wonderful vibrator and had stopped paying attention.

"As I was saying, that little hourglass you saw was built into the chair with a delicate pulley system. As the weight of the glass changed, it would trigger the release mechanism once the sand had dropped to the bottom of the glass. Unfortunately, it won't really work for our purposes, so instead, I have programmed a smart power plug to match the hourglass; precisely twenty minutes." Kyle seemed quite proud of himself for this little predicament. It made Lena smile watching his enthusiasm grow. She felt another wave of affection for him knowing that he had gone to quite a lot of trouble to set all of this up for her.

"That's, um, wonderful... Sir"

"I hope you still think so in twenty minutes," he replied, the grin never leaving his face, "We'll see if you even last that long."

I think I unleashed a monster! Lean thought, He's really enjoying this now, but then so am I, her own smile growing wider, "Just watch me!"

Smiling devilishly, Kyle kneeled down between her legs and ran his fingers along her slit. A soft moan escaped her lips as he was once again teasing her. He danced his fingers around the edges and then her eyes shot open.

"S. s. shit!" She stammered out as Kyle began to eat her out in earnest. Gone were the subtle teasing caresses. Now it was as if he were trying to suck out her soul. Wrapping his lips around her sensitive clit he set a steady pace of sucking coupled with flicks of his tongue. It didn't take long for her to start bucking up into his face, trying to grind herself on his mouth. "Oh my god!" She cried out as Kyle slipped two fingers insider her, searching for that special spot. Back and forth, he slid his fingers in and out in time with his mouth and tongue. His fingers curled perfectly, crooked in a come-hither pose. Kyle had found that fleshy mound on the front of her inner wall and was massaging it to great effect.

"Fuck! How are you doing that?!" Lena wasn't ashamed to admit that she had more than her fair share of lovers in the past, but none of them had ever managed to hit that spot, not like this! "S. S. Sir! Please, may I cum?!" Lena cried, thrusting herself up into him as much as her bonds would allow.

"Yes, cum for me my little slut," Kyle commanded with a low growl. He could feel her muscles contract around his fingers and right when a loud moan started to escape Lena's throat, he dove back down. He sucked and hummed on her swollen clit while he simultaneously pressed hard on her g-spot. Lena's whole body went rigid and then she began to wail and convulse as he finally let her jump off that cliff of ecstasy.

Pulling back his head to watch her, he could see that her eyes had rolled back in her head, a look of pure ecstasy on her face. He could feel her muscles contracting around his fingers as he continued to stroke her g-spot through her orgasm, prolonging it as much as possible. When Lena's convulsions had subsided to mere twitching, Kyle pulled out his fingers and wiped them on a towel. Lena was still panting, lost in the throws of her climax, so she didn't notice when he strapped the magic wand into place.

"HOLY FUCK! SIIIIRRRR!!" Lena screamed as he flipped the vibrator on. Her throbbing clit exploded with overstimulation, another orgasm hit her almost immediately. Wave after wave of euphoric energy surged through her body. Every nerve ending alight.

"Remember my little slut, twenty minutes, and just to prove I'm not completely merciless, I will dial back the wand's settings," Kyle said, followed by another wicked smile, "For now."

OMG! I don't think I can do this, I may actually have to call yellow... Lena thought, but she was determined to not let Kyle win. Her competitive nature was now rearing its head. If he thinks he's gonna break me, I'll show him! "Th-th-that's so k-k-kind of you, S-s-sir," she managed to stammer out between the ebbs and flows of her climax.

"I'm so happy you think so!" Kyle said exaggeratedly, "You have my permission to cum whenever you want, enjoy!" He turned to leave the room, "I will be right back."

"Wait, what?! You can't... L-l-leave... Aaahhhggg," Lena's protest was cut short by another earthshattering orgasm. The thought of him actually leaving her there had pushed her right back off the cliff. It had turned her on way more than she cared to admit.

"Don't worry, I won't be gone long. I just need to go grab something."

As Kyle moved out of sight, Lena started squirming even more, Leave me here will you! If I break out of this stupid thing you won't be so smug anymore! But as hard as she struggled, the chair didn't budge an inch. She felt herself rapidly approaching another orgasm and could only sit back and let it happen...