The Test Chair
(The following is a work of fiction. This story includes bondage and anal penetration on a male. Daryl Fergus is a fictional character.)
Daryl stepped out of the elevator and into the hall, looking around some. He headed along, walking casually as he does most days. One of his paws reached into his pocket, pulling out the keys as the ferret approached the door to the ferret's apartment.
As the door clicked open and he stepped in, he stopped, blinking in confusion. There right before him was a large package. The doorman must have used his spare key to bring it in or something. There was an envelope glued to one of the sides.
Daryl pulled it off and looked at it. There was no return address on it or the box. A claw slipped into the edge and pulled, tearing it open. He pulled out a single sheet of paper. The small ears shifted as he looked at it curiously. It was a letter, but without any business letterhead written on the top. It read:
"Congratulations Mr. Fergus,
On the recommendation of an associate, you have been selected to test our latest prototype desk chair which is as yet unnamed. The company would appreciate if you would test the prototype as best as possible and report back with any problems or recommendations. We appreciate your assistance and so forth and look forward to your notes on the new chair."
There was no signature, no name, phone number or address. The ferret gave out a small growl, crumbling the paper up.
"How am I supposed to tell them anything if they don't give me a way to call or write or anything?" He asked aloud in an angry and irritable tone. He looked back at the box then went toward the kitchen. The crumbled up paper was thrown into the trash can as he grabbed a knife.
The tip of the blade pierced the thick tape, sliding along easily as it cut through. The knife went through all three pieces easily enough, letting the flaps loose. The lean paws reached in and took a hold, pulling out one of three parts that made the chair.
It seemed easy enough to put together. There was an electrical plug sticking out of the base, with points to attach to the seat and additional for the seat and backrest to be linked. Daryl shrugged since it was easy enough. He set the base on the floor, set the seat on it, hearing a metallic click as the connectors linked, then did the same with the backrest.
The ferret set the chair down in front of his computer, looking at it a moment. Seemed like such a strange design. He reached down, taking a hold of the plug. Was it a massaging chair? There were no signs of a control panel. He plugged it in regardless. It probably started to massage as soon as you sat down or something.
The chair had to wait a moment before the first test seating since Daryl had to take the box apart and throw it away. He came back, scratching his side as he looked at the new chair curiously, then finally sat down. One act that led to quite a surprise.
As soon as his body hit the seat and back, it set off the sensors hidden under the fabric. A pair of thick, padded, reinforced leather cuffs snapped into place, locking his arms down on the rests. Another thicker strap snapped around his midsection, locking him in place and causing him to meep out in surprise.
With the male ferret strapped in place, other sensors became active, scanning parts of his body. A basic system figured out that the fur sitting upon it was in fact male and apparently dressed. Small bits of metal pushed through the seat and back, releasing small bits of chemicals that started to dissolve the clothes covering his form.
Daryl shifted, tugging at the binds that still held him as he came to be sitting there completely naked. The reinforced leather straps held him in place relatively well. He moved and tugged more, suddenly stopping to freeze as he felt something else pressing against him.
A pencil thin tube pushed up and slipped between the cheeks until pressing against the tight ring of his tail hole. Lubricant start to leak out of the tip, covering the tapered top and the edges of the ring. The tapered head then pushed forward, releasing more fluid as it spread the hole open and worked up into the male's backside.
The ferret shivered as he felt his backside being penetrated, eyes closed in a mix of shock and pleasure. He struggled more despite the fact a part of him was enjoying it, trying to get free of the chair and the penetrating tube. His body reacted to the sensation in his backside, the shaft starting to swell and grow erect.
The penetrating length pushed up until the tip pressed against the prostate. The plastic tube starts to swell, growing thicker in the tight backside, starting to fill his gut completely.
Daryl shivered and moaned out loudly. The pressure against his gut made his shaft harden fully, pre already forming on the tip. He turned and shifted, this time trying to rock and grind the thickening length against his inner depths, humping himself backwards against the chair.
The tube, now basically a realistic feeling dildo, inflated as much as it could to fill the ferret bowels comfortably, pressing firmly against the prostate more. The pressure started easing as the length pulled back. The bulge stroked along the inner walls as it slid out, rubbing along as it pulled out to the tip.
The ferret moaned out, shuddering in pleasure. He gripped at the armrests, digging his nails into the plastic. His body clenched, squeezing down as best he could before unclenching. His back arched as much as it could in his current position.
The thick length pushed forward, sinking back into the warm depths of the male's backside. It sank in until it pressed as deep as it could pleasurably go. The tube pulled back once more, sliding out to just the tip again. It then thrust back into his depths. A small buzz passed through the length, sending vibrations directly against the male's prostate.
Daryl yelped out and groaned at the almost painfully pleasurable feeling. The shaft swelled and twitched, spurting out a large ward of pre onto his stomach. His body clenched, trying to keep the thing completely in his backside. He had no idea how much longer he could last. He was getting close to orgasm fast.
The thick plastic tube pulled back and thrust forward one more time, stopping short of the most sensitive spot. It started to swell at one part then shrink at another, making the length bumpy. The swells seemed to move back and forth along the length, teasing and rubbing the walls more.
The ferret let out a noise of frustration as the toy in his rear seemed to be trying to tease him. He shifted and turned, trying to push the length deeper, to reach his prostate and make him climax. He was going insane with the need to cum.
The tube pulled back then pushed forward, sinking back in fully. The entire ridged length started vibrating against his walls and prostate, letting out an audible buzzing noise. Each bulge massaged the walls as the tip of it worked on the sensitive inner organ.
Daryl almost screamed out in pleasure as his body and mind were overloaded. The ferret tensed up, backing bowing as he went rigid. The shaft swelled and twitched before spurting a massive amount of cum. The fluid shot up into the air then fell back down to land on his stomach and chest. Several spurts went so far as to hit him in the face.
As the orgasm subsided, the tube deflated, shrinking back down to the thickness of a pen and going smooth. It pulled back, slipping from his rump then pulling free with a pop. The straps loosened then unclamped, slipping back into the chair and releasing him.
Ferret slid out of the chair and onto the floor, exhausted and panting. He looked at the chair. He still had no idea how on earth he was going to get in touch with the company. He came to one really important conclusion. Next time he was using the chair, he was going to do so without clothing. If it cut through all of them like that, then it would be expensive having to keep replacing all of it.