One by one they finished their food until they left me sitting at the table alone. "We'll be back for you in a bit," Kate told me, as she was the last to leave.
Several minutes passed before they returned. They were each holding a manila envelope with a number written on it from one to four.
"Your selection will decide your fate," Laura teased. "Pick a number."
There was no way for me to know what any of them held so I blindly picked envelope number two, which Jess held. She opened it to reveal two words: THE CHAIR. I had no clue what that meant, but suddenly I felt like I should have picked a different number.
The ladies left me alone at the table once more as they disappeared into my bedroom. When they returned several minutes later, they were all wearing various forms of dominatrix wear. Everything they wore was black leather and incorporated different arrays of chains, rivets, and spikes. They also wore heavy make up and high-heeled boots. Once again they all looked sexy and powerful in their own way.
"Stand up, slave," Jess commanded, as she walked toward me. As I stood she grabbed my cock and balls in her gloved hand and quickly removed the ring that held them.
"You aren't going to need that anymore," Laura chimed in. "We are going to keep you hard for the rest of the night without it."
"But don't worry;" Amber followed up, "we still aren't going to let you come."
I did not know what to think. They planned to keep me hard all night without allow me to come even once. This was going to be one long night and I was not sure I was ready for it.
"Now it is time for the chair," Jess announced. Then she put my collar on, attached the leash, and cuffed my hands behind my back before she led me down to the basement.
As I hit the bottom step I turned and saw 'the chair'. It looked peculiar to me, and I was confident this was yet another contraption one of Amber's suppliers had given her.
At first glance it looked like a normal wooden chair, but when you looked closer there were obvious differences. There were o-rings at the bottom of all four legs as well as one that attached to the front. There was also a hole a little bigger than a quarter in the middle of the seat. The back of the chair was simply four wooden pieces that rose vertically and met at the top.
Jess handed my leash over to Amber, and she led me over to take a seat. As I began to sit she stopped and told me I was facing the wrong direction. What appeared to be the back support was actually a vise. With my hand cuffs still on, Jess helped Amber get me into position and opened the two slats that would soon grip my genitals.
Just as I was about to sit Amber stopped me. "I almost forgot," she gasped, as she stepped over to a small box on the floor. Then she pulled out 4" long rubber butt plug, squirted some lube on it and locked it in place where the hole I noticed earlier was.
"Now you can sit," she said with a smile, and pushed my shoulders down until my ass was firmly on the seat and unhooked my leash.
A high-pitched gasp escaped my lips as I sat. With my hands cuffed behind me and my legs straddling the chair I could not slow myself down and was forced to take the plug all at once. Then Jess hooked my cuffs to the chair so that I could not lean any further forward than they wanted. After that she tied my ankles to the legs of the chair and secured them in place using the existing o-rings. Finally, Amber slowly tightened the two slats together around the base of my cock and balls and took out a small connecting piece and locked them firmly in place.
The combination of the bondage on my member and the plug in my ass, in fact made me very erect. However that was only the beginning.
Once Amber was satisfied with my restraints she signaled to Jess to begin my delightful torture. Jess pulled a chair over and sat down right in front of me and just admired my bondage for a minute or two. I took that time to admire her outfit.
She wore black leather gloves that extended passed her elbows and a black leather bustier. There were small silver chains that ran under each breast and came together in the middle. With her hair pulled back and the silver spiked choker she wore her shoulders and neck looked rather inviting.
Her breasts were pushed together and up giving her ample cleavage that almost leapt out of her top. She also wore a tight black mini skirt with a chain that matched the one on her bustier as a belt. Her look was completed with 3-4" stiletto-heeled boots that zipped up the side and reached the middle of her calf.
After she looked me over for some time she leaned over and ran the tip of the index finger of her gloved right hand up the underside of my cock. I closed my eyes and groaned at the pleasure of her touch. Then she stopped.
I opened my eyes to see the sinful smile on her face as she leaned forward to tease me once again. For several minutes she continued to tease the bottom side of my cock using only the tip of her finger. It was torturous. I squirmed more and more with every touch as my body longed for the release I knew I would not receive. With every squirm I was reminded of the plug deep inside me and the painful pleasure it gave.
After twenty minutes of teasing, Jess slapped my painfully erect penis, stood, and joined the others where they had been sitting and watching on a couple couches nearby. Then Amber stood and headed my way.
As she walked towards me, I took those few seconds to take in her delicious look. She was wearing a pair of black leather boots which were composed of more leather than the rest of her outfit combined. The toes were pointed, as were the 4" heels, and there was a pattern of rivets than ran from the tip of her toe back and forth to the middle of her thigh where the boots ended.
Her thong panties had a similar pattern of rivets across them; however a chain ran up the crack of her young ass. Her top was like a bra with the same crisscross pattern of rivets, and matching chains took the place of straps. Her milky white skin stood out against the contrasting black leather giving her an even more sensuous look.
Once she stood before me, she wasted little time. She got down on her knees and wrapped her deep red painted lips around my cock and teased my balls with her finger tips. I watched as her head bobbed up and down my shaft time and time again and sheer pleasure raced over my skin. I could feel my balls rising as she played with them, and I approached climax. The anticipation of her pulling away and denying me of that release was ever present in my mind, but she kept going. I soon realized she had no intention of stopping and my excitement continued to build. My balls rose a little more and I clinched the muscles in my ass as I felt the explosion building up inside of me, but it never came.
She kept sucking, licking, and teasing, but I could not come. I looked down into Amber's incredible green eyes as she looked up at me seductively while she continued. That was when it hit me. This contraption would not let me come. With my hands pulled back and the plug in my ass I was held back just far enough away from the vise that my balls could not rise enough to erupt. I was bound to endure this pleasure without actual satisfaction for as long as they wanted.
Amber continued to pleasure me orally for another fifteen minutes before she stood and walked away. At least I got another great look at her ass as she sauntered away.
Kate was next. She looked amazing. Her boots were completely different from the other two. They looked more like something you would expect to see if she were about to jump on her Harley. The rest of the ensemble went right along with that item.
She wore a pair of black leather chaps with no panties. To finish off the outfit she wore a black leather vest which she left unbuttoned so that her toned mocha abs and round tits could be shown off.
She soon stood just inches away from me. I stared longingly at her naked pussy and licked my lips. She knew the effect she had on me, and she loved it.
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