Booktok Reading Chair Novels & Stories

A shiver went through me, and I had to bite my cheek to keep from begging him to do that again. My eyes looked from station to station growing bigger with each and every piece of equipment that I recognized. I looked over to find Jordan and Jack engrossed in a conversation about the carpentry on several of the items. The innovation and imagination that went into every piece seemed to impress them greatly. I looked at the piece in front of it and recognized it as a kneeling chair. It was designed for the sub to kneel and bend over the flat surface on top, presenting her backside at the perfect position for a spanking or other various torturing ideas.

I unpacked my notebooks and placed my white ceramic coffee mug next to the keyboard. I looked down at the black leather office chair pushed underneath the wooden desk. The expensive chair was specifically designed for a heavy person. The seat was incredibly wide, and the thick bottom cushion offered maximum physical support to accommodate my wide hips and my heavy thighs. I realized instantly that Maximilian had specifically ordered a wide chair so I would never feel squeezed or uncomfortable while sitting in his office. I pulled the wide leather chair backward and sat down. The thick cushion perfectly supported my heavy curves. I reached forward and pressed the power button on my new comput

He seems to be assessing me, sizing me up like I size up a catfish before reaching down into the mud for it. After a beat, he pivots and strides toward a spigot jutting from the wall. He fills a glass jar, steps in my direction, and hands it to me. “Please, sit.” He points to a grand chair that might be a throne for the kings Mama read books about. It’s long and made of silver arms and legs and a white mattress in a seated position. It could fit a whole slew of kings. I know of furniture, since I built a table for our house, and shelves for our things, but Mama and I live simply.

He extends his arm with his hand flipped over toward the two chairs across from a large ornate, mahogany executive desk. My legs feel like lead weights from all the walking I’ve done in the last week. As I lower myself onto the oversized plush leather armchair, my legs, feet, and ass feel immediate relief. The arms of the chair are rolled and plush with extra padding while the high back is tufted, also with extra padding. Being barely 5’1’’ and a hundred pounds soaking wet, this chair practically swallows me, it’s divine. I look up at the high vaulted ceiling to a multiple tiered crystal chandelier.

There are reports from the second floor and a few open manuscripts he was probably reading before he left. I walked around the executive chair curiously, nodding at how neat and tidy all the books are stacked in the large shelves. The shelves are floor-to-ceiling, made with frameless glass. It extended to the mini-living room, which is curated for rest. There is a silk velvet white sofa on the side, a rocking recliner chair on the side for comfort.

Look. Everett pulled a chair over and sat down next to me. He reached towards my laptop, making my stomach flip and heart race faster, and he picked up a book next to it, ‘Hmm… “The Alpha’s Roar”?’ he read the title of one of the children’s books and chuckled, ‘Why are you looking at books for children?’

It's all in here, and I just stare at them. Holding the book I was reading, I decided to put it back on the shelf, and look for one again. A book with the same cover like the one with Sebastian caught my attention but it's too high for me to reach so I took my chair and put it under the shelf. I stepped on it and took the book I wanted. I smiled as I finally reached it but for some reason while I was going down, the chair broke its one leg. The things here were just old and can not stand so much pressure that's why it collapsed.

Alpha King carried me up to the second floor and placed me on the couch in the book room. The book room was open plan, had no doors and was directly connected to the stairs, our bedroom and Alpha King's office. From the book room with a large glass window overlooking the flower garden, Sitting here watching flowers was wonderful. Alpha King put me on this chair and then he sat down too. Normally, when I had free time, I would also sit here, one side looking at the flowers, the other reading a book. Sometimes I even played very gentle music to relax. The chair was very wide, almost the size of a bed for one person, so sometimes I would rest here. The fresh, vibrant space made it easier for me

Said she and left before I could say anything to her. Opening the door, I was met with floor to ceiling books. There was a ladder off to the right side with wheels on the top that had a track that went all the way around the room. A large sofa sat in the middle with two arm chairs on either side with end tables and lamps connecting them. There was a balcony straight through with a rocking chair and a thick blanket draped over the back of it.