1. Hot Box Chapter 4, So That’s What It’s For


    Date: 11/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Romance, Toys, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    granite stones. I was impressed. With the room now lit, and no need to carry our flashlights, Mandy began her investigation of the chair while I looked for the source of the draft while the fire was burning at the entrance. All I was able to find was a large crack at the floor and up near the ceiling. Other than that the wall was as solid as it could be. “David, come here.” Mandy said from behind me. “What have you got there?” I asked as I stepped up to Mandy and the large stone chair. She was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the chair with the silver knife in her hand and her elbows on the seat. “Look at this,” she said as she held the knife up. “You see where the engraved line stops here at the bottom?” she said as she pointed to the spot on the silver barrel. “Yea I see it,” I replied as I looked in very intently. “It stops right here 90 degrees from the angle of the blades.” With that said the turned the knife up so I could see that the blades were indeed perpendicular to the point at which the engraving stopped. “So look here,” she said as she pointed to the round circle with the slot in it in the bottom of the chair. “It looks like a match doesn’t it?” “Yea it does,” I said as I raised an eyebrow at her detective work. “I just wonder…” she said as she turned the knife over and aligned the blades with the slot. With just a simple push the knife slid right into the hole and the two points of the engraving lined up perfectly. “Holy shit!” she gasped. It was easy to see ...
    why Mandy was getting a little excited. Her find was not a silver knife, it was a silver dildo. There was no other explanation for it. Sitting in the slot it stuck up in the air like a silver dildo sitting in the bottom of a chair, aligned perfectly with the grooves carved in the top of the seat bottom. “Oh my God!” Mandy gasped as she looked at the silver dick sticking up. “Well, what did you expect?” I said as I stood up straight and looked at the big chair. “This city was run by the women of the tribe. Maybe this is their fun seat.” “You don’t think that do you?” Mandy said as she ran her finger up the silver shaft and around in a circle over the rounded top. “There is no telling sweetie,” I said as I looked back at the back wall. “It could be anything. This might be where they tortured the men or something.” It was a possibility. And since there was no one around to confirm or deny my statement it had to be thrown into the mix. “One thing is for certain,” I said as I looked back at the silver phallus sticking up from the seat. “That thing was made for sitting on.” Mandy took a look at me out of the corner of her eye before her gaze dropped back down to the seat bottom. It took her only a moment to make her decision before she began unbuttoning her shorts. “I guess there really is only one way to find out,” she said as she slid her shorts to her ankles before stepping out of them. “Do you think this is a good idea?” I asked as she stepped up onto the stone pedestal before ...
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