I’m shackled to a large padded chair; my wrists are cuffed to each arm and my ankles to the two front legs. The chair is bolted to the ground and I ...feel like a man waiting electrocution. My jacket’s gone but I’m still wearing my shirt and pants, lightly damp with sweat.As my senses return, I scan the room. Dark wooden boards line the floor and the walls are coated in a peeling, dirty white paint. There are no windows and only one door on the opposite wall. A few overhead lamps buzz faintly on. You have never been fucked like this before, never had this much cock stretching your pussy, you keep repeating, “Fuck yes baby, fuck my pussy harder, take my pussy baby.” Each stroke brings your closer to that explosion you want so badly, that should have happened in your marriage bed. You moan louder as he presses against your clit bringing you to the edge of your orgasm. Ordering you he says, “Squeeze my cock with your pussy,” as he moves up higher on you. When you bear down on his. And I basically had a crush on him. A number of times in bed I fantasized about him taking me rough, and after that I knew I probably had to do something. It was too hard to resist the temptation. I found myself starting to flirt more and drop sexual innuendo around him. One day I was drinking and talking with him, sitting down at the patio of the bar. I was wearing especially revealing clothing that showed off my legs, stomach and tits as much as possible, and he definitely took notice. On a. ." I moaned, as the air whooshed out of me. I shuddered as I inhaled, my breath catching in my chest. Taking four or five heaving breaths, I started to calm down and deal with the burning pain in my butt. I looked up into the mirror. I look like I've just been brutally fucked up the ass. I giggled and in seconds I'd regained enough composure to drop the plug in the sink. Leaning back up again, I quickly started washing it. I was about to laugh, thinking I got away with it. Just then the door.