Relaxation Therapy

"Well that looked intense," he said smiling down at her. "I think we may need to work on that setting a little."

"That was the wildest ride I've ever been on in my life," she said fuzzily. " leave it as it is the women of the world will thank you for it."

He smiled again, such a warm and caring smile that he made her feel genuinely affectionate towards him. He wasn't such a screw-up really and getting her to ask permission had been just what she needed, if he had been that commanding and kinky earlier in their relationship perhaps she wouldn't have screwed things up so bad with him.

She realized she had been sat there just smiling back at him for several minutes and did her best to pull herself together, the moment faded and she began to feel a bit more like her old self.

"After all that I'm totally starving," she said trying to change the subject, at that moment her stomach decided to gurgle its agreement.

"Sounds like it," he replied with another twinkly grin. "well how about I make lunch and we can talk about what happened while we eat?"

"Oh, you don't have to do that for me why don't I cook," she replied. 'now why the hell did I just say that I can't cook worth a damn,' she thought to herself. ' my brain really must be turning into mush.'

Thankfully he gracefully sidestepped her offer and they agreed on ordering in while she insisted on helping him clean up the mess she has made. When the food arrived she tucked into the meal with gusto ignoring her usual calorie counting and even letting Jerry talk her into eating the slice of cheesecake he had ordered for her for dessert.

They spent the rest of the day together in casual conversation, he ordered in take-out again for dinner and she let him order for her without argument, this more dominant side to him seemed much more attractive and she found herself staring at him more than a few times as the day wore on.

When the meal was finished she was stuffed to bursting, she almost invited him upstairs but found herself hesitating, fearing a rejection after all the years of strife she had put him through.

The moment past and he kissed her goodnight before heading for his poky flat, perhaps she could convince him to move back into the house at least.

After all, he had changed so much over the past two days.

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Over the next few days Lauren spent a couple of hours each day on the chair but Jerry kept her on the first and second settings 'calibrating the system' as he called it, every time she rode the second setting she ended masturbating wildly afterwards, driven to a massive orgasm by the machines teasing control but never able to finish without Jerry's permission to drive her over that final hurdle.

She found herself up often hours before their daily appointment filled with energy and a ravenous hunger but after waking her husband up that second day she decided it was better to stay in the kitchen and eat giving him time to wake up on his own. Even food seemed to taste better and she quickly found herself emptying the kitchen cupboards as she waited patiently for the clock to hit ten.

On the morning Jerry finally agreed to let her try the third level on his device Lauren spent an hour eating pastries and cereal with full fat milk before her alarm finally sounded her five minute warning. Throwing her leftovers away and wiping the last crumbs of her breakfast away she threw open the door and rushed across the garden naked as the day she was born. She knocked quietly at the door to Jerry's comfortable guest house and spent a moment checking her hair before her husband opened the door to let her inside.

"Morning Lauren, I see your all ready for your ride today." Jerry joked as his naked wife scurried inside the cold morning air raising goosebumps on her skin and turning her nipples into bullets wise smile of anticipation on her face.

"I can't wait," she said politely waiting by the door to his workroom.

"Go on in and get comfortable, I'll be through in a few minutes." He said watching with amusement as she practically threw open the door in her haste to get to the machine.

Lauren paused as she entered the room, the device that she had quickly come to love looked a little different today, Jerry was always tinkering and making adjustments but this morning several entirely new arms had been added between the split legs of the reclining chair forcing her to step a little more carefully over the gap into the waiting comfortable embrace of the leather cushions.

Her husband entered the room carrying a tray of tools and set them carefully to one side before approaching the device.

"Today as promised you can try out the third level setting of the chair," he said smiling at her attentive expression. "However, as the third setting will take considerably longer we will need to add a few features that we haven't activated before."

"Is that what the new parts are for?" She asked.

"Partly," he explained as he started tapping commands into the console. "Try to relax and hold still, this may feel a little uncomfortable but once it's done you can spend the rest of the day in the chair if you want."

Lauren hesitated, Jerry hadn't said anything about causing her discomfort before but the chair felt so wonderful she was sure she could put up with anything he needed, besides getting the chair perfect was important to Jerry and she owed him so much already.

With a hum the chair activated tilting her back and raising her legs the separate arms spreading them gently until she found herself almost horizontal with her legs wide apart. If Jerry had chosen to step between her legs and take her that moment she wouldn't have complained, the thought of her coming pleasure was already making her horny as hell but he remained at the console watching her as one of the new arms raised up between her legs into her field of vision. The device had a scanning green light that carefully mapped her intimate folds and after a few moments it lowered down and sprayed her clit with a tingling mist. She squirmed slightly as she felt pressure from the machine as it lowered the cold metal arm against her skin earning a raised eyebrow from Jerry, dutifully she tried to remain as still as possible as the device found her urethra and inserted a thin tube that tingled deliciously as it slipped deeper inside her.

The second arm took that moment to begin its work spraying the tight rosebud of her ass before inserting another considerably wider tube, Lauren bit her lip to keep still at this new intrusion but almost immediately the anal intruder seemed to swell up inside her and stop.

"Now that wasn't such a chore now was it?" Jerry asked.

"A little warning next time might be nice," she replied as the mechanical arms retracted again leaving the tubes in place.

"I didn't want to ruin the surprise," he said grinning. Only a few days previously Lauren would have screamed at him for taking that friendly tone with her but now she found herself blushing at his obvious attempt at humour.

"Anyway not that little bit of discomfort is passed you won't have to leave the chair at all for the rest of the day so you can enjoy the third setting to your hearts content."

"I can't wait," she said meaning every word. Already her body was gearing up for the pleasure to come and the lubricant added by the machine had almost entirely been washed away by her own juices.

Jerry stepped forward and helped her into the headset, as he stepped back he rested his hand on her bare stomach for just a moment and she felt a sudden surge of pleasure at his touch.

"Enjoy you session," he said over the mic as as the chair throbbed into life she wished for a ,omens he could share it with her.

This time the chair started off by running the first two levels one after the other, the quiet swells of the ocean giving way to the crashing waves of the mounting storm. The colours in her vision swam and stroked in ever increasing spirals as she felt the chair melting around her leaving her adrift in a raging storm of pleasure that had her writhing in need of release.

Patterns started to appear in the chaos of light, Jerry's face seemed to hang above her own watching her intently as the massaging arms teased and the vibrations throbbed through her without mercy. The sound of the ocean seemed to be a chorus now, voices just out of hearing whispering questions and making promises that were almost on the edge of hearing.

The need for relief from the second level seemed like an echo against the blazing wave that filled her now, she needed to cum, no she HAD to cum and yet that release seemed always just a hairsbreadth out of reach.

The image of her husbands face seemed to be watching her expectantly, waiting for her to ask as the waves pulsed higher and higher but words seemed impossibly far away.

It took all her effort, all her will to force out one single word.

"Pleeeeeeeease!"

The image of Jerry smiled and the world fell in on her as she came.

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It was dark again by the time the chair released her.

This time instead of relaxed and energised she felt like every ouch of energy had been wrung out of her, ever inch of skin glistened with sweat and her hair was a drenched mess that hung in soggy curls hat stuck to her shoulders.

Had she begged permission once or a thousand times? If her life depended on it she couldn't have recalled it at that moment but her throat was sore from moaning and her stomach ached from neglected hunger.

"You seemed to enjoy yourself," Jerry said quietly breaking the silence as he stood patiently watching her with a detached clinical look on his face as if her enjoyment was just another part of the engineering of his machine to be calibrated.

In all honesty she had completely forgotten he was there watching her as she rode the storm, later in the shower she would stroke her aching pussy at the thought of him watching her with that calm detached expression on his face but at that moment she was too exhausted to do more than nod.

"I ordered take-out, I expect your hungry, he said eyeing her dishevelled state. "There's a rag in the closet, once you finish wiping the chair dry you can come and join me for dinner."

Lauren watched him turn his back and leave the room. A distant part of her wanted to get mad at him for ordering her about but she was too tired for drama and besides she had been the one to cause the mess. Fetching the cloth, she slowly worked to clean her sweat and cum from the soft leather. She worked her way between the creases and took her time to do the job right, it never occurred to her to do anything else.

Dinner that night was Chinese a dozen boxes of heavenly smelling dishes still steaming hot and making her mouth water uncontrollably. Jerry served up large portions for her while picking at a smaller plate. She stuffed herself until she felt like she would burst and Jerry encouraged her to eat more.

"You need your energy after all day on the chair" he crooned softly taking her chopsticks and offering her a chunk of steaming duck dripping with plum sauce."

"I couldn't really," she protested weakly. "I can't believe how much I've eaten already."

"Nonsense I insist," he replied and all her willpower seemed to turn to mist at his words.

She took the piece and chewed slowly, the sauce was delicious and the rich meat just seemed to melt to nothing on her tongue. With a moan of bliss she swallowed as her loving husband rubbed her belly and prepared another morsel this time he used his fingers and she didn't even hint at a protest.

The next day her energy level had returned to normal and her exhaustion was replaced by a languid feeling of utter contentment, Jerry however insisted that she stick only two the second level for a few days while she 'recovered'.

So for two days she lazed around the pool or relaxed in bed when she was not lost in bliss upon Jerry's wonderful device. The answering machine was full of messages from her friends about missed engagements and other petty banalities but she couldn't force herself to care enough to answer them, it all seemed so stupid now and her so called friends such stuck up bitches.

Mostly she daydreamed about Jerry, her husband had come into a whole new light and she dearly wanted him to take her to his bed and take her. But no matter how much she flirted he would only smile and walk away, it was maddening but no matter how much she wanted him she couldn't seem to get up the courage to ask, after all she had been so cruel to him for such a long time.

After each session she cleaned off the chair without having to be asked, oddly following Jerry's instructions had become pleasurable and she had to fight the urge to ask his permission for the most mundane things. She put it down to guilt over mistreating him and tried not to bother him with her need but every time he spoke she found herself preparing to obey immediately.

When Jerry announced she was ready for another session at the third level he had several new improvements to make her ride even more enjoyable.

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Another pair of arms had been added, attached at the shoulder joints of the chair with large cup shaped hands covered in tiny holes and a hollow tube at the centre of each cup that Jerry claimed were designed to tease and massage her breasts, they looked far too large but he assured her that they were designed to fit any size and that was good enough for her.

The other addition to the chair was an attachment to the headset, a long flexible tube connected it to a collection of bottles and tanks now hanging at the very top of the chair.

"It's for keeping you hydrated and fed" Jerry explained when he caught her looking at it. "You burned through a lot of calories last time and you were very dehydrated by the time the program finished this should stop that issue nicely."

This time Lauren was ready for the insertions and barely squirmed at all as the mechanical arms did their job, indeed now she was expecting it the fullness of the inflating plug in her ass was quite enjoyable. The tube attached to the headset however was more uncomfortable and tasted foul from the slimy lube it was coated with but Jerry was very patient with her and worked until she could accept the long tube down her throat without gagging.

As a reward for her good behaviour Jerry gave her a meal and a drink to test the new equipment although she tasted neither the feeling of her stomach ballooning out as it filled without her having to swallow was rather peculiar but she found herself liking it.

Once Jerry turned on the chair and sent her off into the control of the machine the tube in her throat quickly became Jerry's delicious member and the slow pulsing of the plug in her ass was Jerry too. The raging waves of colour soon took on the shape of her husband, an endless attentive sea of Jerry's fondling and stroking and fucking her endlessly while she relaxed into their strong arms and let them use her as they wished.

When she came back to herself this time she almost felt hollow as the devices withdrew from her body, she was till coated with sweat and cum but the exhaustion was more a comfortable lethargy now.

Again Jerry had her clean his creation with a rag her sweat and cum had spattered over the floor so she mopped that up too before joining him for a huge feast that he had waiting for her.

Days passed on the machine, at night she slept like the dead rising to eat and clean herself in preparation for riding her husbands greatest creation often coming back to herself to find the day had fled and her wonderful husband was waiting for her with a fattening feast to celebrate another days success.

Her weight bloomed and her waistline expanded her breasts sucked and teased for hours daily expanding almost visibly as time went on, Lauren couldn't raise the will to care. Her Jerry said her progress was coming along nicely and that was all the affirmation she needed.

When she walked to the machine now there was always a soft jiggle to her ass, her thighs once spread wide by the chairs embrace now rubbed together and her ballooning belly hung over her swollen pudenda completely hiding her now constantly wet pussy from her view.

" I think your almost ready for the fourth level," Jerry said casually as he opened the door for her one morning.

"If you think so Jerry," she replied meekly trying her best not to show the wave of desire the mention of a new level of bliss caused her.

Her husband paused eyeing her newly well rounded form and no doubt noting the way she was shivering with anticipation.

"Would you like to try the fourth level?" He asked with a straight face.

" Oh yes please I would love it," she gushed in reply. "Whatever you want me to do I will, anything for you Jerry."

"Really," he said sounding quite surprised. "Its long past the time you agreed to help me, I think its about time you stop and go back to your friends and your old life."

Lauren paused frozen in shock, the three weeks she had agreed to help him had passed in a blur some time ago and to be honest she had no idea how long she had been riding her chair. Her friends had called repeatedly and Jerry had even mentioned a few visiting the house while she was occupied but she hadn't felt any desire to see them or bother returning their calls.

Of course she wanted to go back to her usual self... didn't she?

The the thought of returning to her old life seemed suddenly utterly terrifying, her friends now seemed nothing but vapid skinny bitches and her old life nothing but a hollow shell devoid of feeling or warmth. She had been so blind and her unfeeling stupidity had hurt her Jerry so very much.

"Please," she whispered fighting to get the words out past the overwhelming urge to agree just because he had asked it of her. "Please no."

"Are you sure?" Jerry said looking at her quietly, his face was his usual detached scientific mask but his eyes seemed like deep pools of sadness. "I would like you to be happy Lauren."

Oh god how can I be so selfish after all I did to him after all he has done for me... Lauren felt like she was tearing apart inside her love for the chair and sudden dread at the thought of returning to normal warring with the desire to obey her husbands wishes until finally she found her answer.

Collapsing to her knees on the hallway floor she nodded frantically hardly able to see for the tears that filled her eyes.

"Anything for you," she gasped through her sobs. "I will do whatever you want Jerry."

She felt him kneel down the coarse fabric of his trousers rubbing against the soft skin of her thigh, his arms embraced her pulling her head against his chest and she fell against him sobbing wordlessly.

"Shh it's all right," he whispered lovingly. "I won't make you go back, I just needed to be sure you were ready to put that life behind you and start afresh."

Hugging her husband tightly Lauren sobbed into his chest from pure relief, she couldn't have put it into words if she tried but her whole existence seemed to have shifted in the last few minutes, the unspoken changes that had built up inside her almost without her noticing were revealed now and her old life had crumbled into nothing.

Lauren wasn't sure who she was anymore, but it certainly wasn't that horrible woman.

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Jerry let her ride the chair till sunset, by the time it finished its cycle and released her she was tired and her muscles ached with well sated lust. As the tube that had filled her throat finally withdrew she took off the helmet and relaxed a moment in blissful contentment before realising that things had changed.

Normally the room would be well lit and Jerry would be sat at the console watching her or examining part of the equipment for wear but he was nowhere in sight, the room was lit only by the table lamp at Jerry's workstation illuminating a brightly decorated box wrapped with a red silk bow.