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Subject: {ASSM} The Chair (M/g, bond, nosex, ped)
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Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2007 16:10:01 -0500
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* THE CHAIR by raymond                                                  *
* STORY CODES: M/g, bond, nosex, ped                                    *
*                                                                       *
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE ******************************
*                                                                       *
* This story is fiction.  Yes, that's right - Fiction.  All the         *
* characters have been made up, and what follows did not actually       *
* happen.  The names are not real, and any correlations between this    *
* story and real live events are pure coincidences.                     *
*                                                                       *
* While this story contains no actual sex, you may find the content     *
* offensive as it concerns the sexual bondage of a young girl by her    *
* father.  If you are under 18 or your reading of this ficticious story *
* is illegal in your country or jurisduction, or you will feel that you *
* will be disturbed by reading this story, then please stop now.        *
* Otherwise, I hope you enjoy it, and I urge you to give me your        *
* feedback, either by email or through ASSD.  Thank you.                *
***************************************************** R A Y M O N D ***** 
  
The chair was just a wooden chair, with some simple, and some not-so-
simple, adjustments to it.  The base of the chair had a slot in it, where 
a metal dildo, about 7 inches long could be moved around for use in 
whichever oriface was deemed best and be set to be comfortable or not so 
comfortable.  The dildo was also hollow in the middle, where a tube could 
be placed for use as either a catheter or an enema, and was also a 
vibrator which could be set to be on or off, or to switch on at random 
intervals.  The sitter would be have straps placed on their ankles to 
attach them to the chair legs, and the arms could either be tied to the 
side or back of the chair.  For purposes such as tonight, the chair also 
had a basic remote control for the TV in the room, where, provided the 
sitters hand was tied in the correct place, channel and volume could be 
adjusted.  Two straps came round from the back of the chair, which would 
be clipped to the nipples of the sitter.  These straps were on a ratchet, 
so could be made very tight indeed, and unable to be loosened without 
pressing the button in the ratchet mechanism - obviously the mechanisms 
were positioned out of reach of the sitter.
  
Hannah hated the chair.
  
"I think we'll use the catheter tonight," her dad said, and took a tube 
from the shelf.  He took it to his spread-eagled daughter, and connected 
it to her uretheral opening, thereby removing Hannah's bladder control.  
A simple valve on the other end prevented the already full tube from 
leaking - this would be connected to something else later on - Hannah 
never knew what, whether she would have a nappy put on (the best and 
least uncomfortable option, also unlikely tonight), whether the tube 
would double up as an enema, or whether the tube would be attached into 
the hole in her ball gag.  She would have to wait and find out.
  
"OK then," Hannah's dad said, "let's get you on the chair then."  With 
that, he unclasped his daughter's wrists from the bedposts, and did the 
same to her ankles.  Hannah fought the natural instinct to bring her arms 
down by her sides and to pull her legs together, knowing that if she did, 
her dad would make her stay in the chair just that little more 
uncomfortable, and maybe even that little more painful.  "Stand up, and 
go and sit down," her dad commanded her, and Hannah meekly obeyed.  She 
was thankful for the breif comfort she could now experience, before her 
dad properly put her in the chair, knowing that it was going to be it 
until her dad came home again tomorrow night.
  
A strap was placed around her middle, forcing her to sit upright.  The 
strap was rightened until Hannah's dad knew that it was causing some, but 
not too much, discomfort to his daughter.  "You've put on some weight 
Princess," he said, noticing that the strap wasn't as tight as it was 
last time.  He knelt down on the floor, and made sure that Hannah's 
catheter tube was through the hole in the chair, then took the smooth 
metal dildo and put it against her arse hole.  From behind her ball gag, 
Hannah let out a gasp as the dildo was slowly pushed into her.  The metal 
was cold, and contracted the sphinter muscles that had recently been 
widened when her dad had fucked her such a short time before.  Still, she 
mused, it was either cold, or blisteringly hot - both of which she had 
had many times before.  She felt it being locked to the underside of the 
chair, fixing her into the seat she now sat on, making her unable to move 
or to have any bowel movements.  Hannah stared straight forwards, knowing 
that any movement of her head would cause her dad to secure it for her 
entire encarseration.  She felt the unmistakable sensation of the 
cathether tube entering her bowels from the hollowed dildo, and quietly 
groaned to herself.  She knew that her dad wouldn't undo the valve until 
he went, but even an hour of her urine forming her enema was something 
she hated, let alone the entire night.  Her dad stood in front of her, 
and held her head in his hands.  Removing her ball gag, he spoke.
  
"Now then, I know you didn't move your head, and you're a good girl for 
that.  But there's something I want to try out, and I need to secure your 
head for it," he said.
  
"Yes Dad," Hannah replied, wondering what was going to happen next.
  
"Don't worry - I'm not going to do it for a bit yet.  I took your gag out 
for this," he said, and pushed his semi-erect cock into her mouth.  
Knowing that he was unlikely to need sucking off - he had already cum at 
least four times already that night - she let it lie on her tongue and 
waited for the inevitable.  Soon enough, the warm liquid that was her 
father's urine filled Hannah's mouth, and she swallowed it down.  He had 
only been pissing into her mouth for the last year or so, and while 
Hannah still hated the taste, she could now take almost her father's full 
bladder of urine without spilling any or retching or vomiting with the 
taste and smell.  After he finished, Hannah licked and sucked the last 
few drops by way of cleaning her father's cock, then he removed it from 
her mouth.  Hannah expected him to replace the gag, so widened her mouth, 
but he told her to close it for the time being.
  
He then took the straps which would be clipped to her nipples, and taking 
each of her small, but present, breasts in one hand, took the clamp and 
put it across the middle.  The clamp clamped onto Hannah's body tightly; 
she wanted to scream in pain, but knew better of it.  Her dad then worked 
the ratchet mechanism, tightening the straps so that her breasts were 
beginning to pull to either side of her body.  He then strapped her arms 
to the side of the chair, allowing her left arm to control the TV remote 
control that was attached to the side.  He then went behind Hannah and 
started doing something behind.  From the sounds, she couldn't really 
work out what he was doing.
  
Taking another tube, he fed it through the hole in her ball gag, and took 
a large bag of water which he hung from a hook in the ceiling above 
Hannah.  He went back to the front of his daughter and told her to open 
her mouth wide.  She did so, not realising that he was then going to take 
the tube, and push it part way down her throat.  Not only was it 
uncomfortable and made her want to retch, but it also made breathing 
difficult.  He then pushed the ball gag back into her mouth, loosening 
the slack of the tube and attaching the other end to the bag of water 
above her.  He tied the ball gag to her mouth properly - he knew that she 
had worked out how to remove an untied ball gag without the use of her 
hands, and didn't want it to happen this time.
  
"The valve of that bag is connected to the TV.  When it switches off, the 
valve will be released.  The water will pour directly down your throat 
and into your stomach, where as you know it will pass into your bladder, 
which will then release it immeadiately into your arse.  The TV is set to 
switch off at a random point sometime in the next day or so, or if you 
want you can switch itself off yourself.
  
"This business trip of mine will last until tomorrow night, but I will 
likely be gone until Sunday morning.  Obviously, you're nice and secure 
now, so I will see you then.  Have a good time," he said, and switching 
the light off in the room, he left and closed the door behind him, 
leaving his daughter tied to this contraption.
  
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