Once I was fully naked, I climbed up into the big surgical chair, grateful that the white leather was still warm from Jay’s body heat as I lay back.
Jay came to stand next to me, and I quivered beneath his gaze as he deftly reached under the chair and released the lock mechanism for the stirrups.
My eyes widened as I realized what he was going to do.
“J-jay…” I breathed, my entire body flushing with heat as he casually walked around the other side of the chair to flip up the second stirrup.
“I wanted to fuck you in one of these chairs when we were at Neurovance, but it was too risky. Luke could have walked in at any time… but now… Now I have you all to myself.”
That sinister little smirk of his widened as he guided my leg up into the stirrup, before using one of the thick leather straps to belt me in.
With slow, unhurried movements, he repeated the motion on the other leg, and I shook helplessly as he slid both the stirrups back slightly, spreading my already exposed hole even wider for him.
I was panting now, and my cock hadn’t wasted any time in hardening. Jay was circling me slowly like a shark circling its prey, and I jumped slightly as he reached out and traced the tips of his fingers up the sensitive skin of my side.
He chuckled softly at my reaction.
“So sensitive,” he hummed, and I shivered as he undid his belt and slid it out of his pant loops. “Hands, please,” he asked politely, and I immediately obeyed, beginning to feel a little lightheaded from how heavily I was now breathing.
He expertly wrapped the belt around my wrists, binding them tightly together before guiding my arms back over my head.
He must have fastened the end of the belt to one of the hooks under the head of the chair, because when he reappeared in my line of sight, I remained sufficiently restrained.
I could do nothing but lie there, completely spread open and exposed as he took his fill of me, his pupils so wide they’d eaten up the reddish gold of his irises.
“How does that feel? Any pain in your wrists?” he asked, his voice pure gravel.
I shook my head.
“N-no. No pain.”
“Good.” He licked his lips and leaned over the chair, pressing a tender kiss against my forehead.
“Don’t move,” he said, and if I didn’t know any better, I would say he almost laughed at his own joke. “I’ll be right back.”
NOVA play: BRAIN (feat. Artemas) [SLOWED] by Diplo, Artemas, d00mscrvll
He wasn’t gone long, but in the few minutes he left me naked and alone to squirm with anticipation, my cock began to helplessly leak against my abdomen.
What did he have planned?
I wiggled my hips slightly, straining my legs against the stirrups in an attempt to getsomefriction on my sensitive, aching cock.
As anxious and nervous as I was to find out what Jay had planned for me, I wasso gladhis kinky side seemed to be resurfacing. That had to be a good thing, right?
If he was feeling well enough to tie me up and sexually torture me, that must mean he was healing on some level.
My hopeful thoughts were interrupted when Jay reappeared, and the mystery of where he’d gone was solved pretty quickly as he placed a bottle of Astroglide and what looked like a complicated triple loop of black silicone on the surgical table next to the NeuroExtractor.
“Look at you, all tied up and helpless,” Jay purred as he approached me. He ran his fingers gently down the back of my thigh, and I gasped, bucking against the gentle stimulation.
He laughed softly and did it again, clearly enjoying the way his touch was making me helplessly squirm for him.
“Does that tickle, baby?” he hummed, and I nodded, letting out a desperate whine that I knew would please his sadistic need to torture me with pleasure.
“Y-yes… T-that tickles,” I panted, and he smiled.
“Well, your cock seems to like it. You’re so hard for me already. It’s going to make it a little challenging for me to get this tri-ring on you...”
