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Chastity Exposed
(Domina Martine)

My pussy was hot and wet, my folds swollen. It was incredibly sensitive.



Daria stood and took my hand, leading me to the corner of the room where Terri's "project" sat, still covered by cloth. My best friend Terri had built it in my workshop at Daria's behest almost a month ago. I knew that it was some type of chair, but that is all I knew. Daria stood me facing the chair, then turned back towards the room, "Terri, Samantha, can ya'll help me for a moment?" once they were both standing nearby, Daria slowly drew the cloth away from the chair, exposing it to our guests and me for the first time. My heart raced as many of the possibilities of its use occurred to me.



The chair was well built, and appeared to be made of a very solid wood, maybe oak. There was no padding, but it was contoured to conform to a person's body. Below the seat were strong legs, and extending from the back of the seat was a backrest that was attached by hinges. Armrests were attached to the backrest, extending out to form a "U" shape with the backrest in the middle. once my arms were secured to these armrests, they would be in about the same position they'd be in if I were placed in a full upper body cast. The backrest was narrow enough that it would be comfortable but not extend beyond the width of my torso.



Attached to the front of the seat were two supports for the person's legs and feet which appeared to have some type of swivel hinges, so that they could be moved up or down or side to side. Several I-bolts were positioned in key locations on the chair. Terri was certainly a talented craftsman. What the hell was I in for?