The Attack of the Killer Dildos

So... they kill but not until afterward, right?

I have a new dildo. Well, it's an entire dildo chair that Hugo created. We took it on a road trip this past Sunday. I have lots of pics (and story) I'll have to eventually share.

http://eveshabit.com/chair.jpg

My chair has been keeping me too busy to be on the forum as much as I'd like. I spend an awful lot of time sitting, just sitting. Hey, I'm engaged. :) That's part of the story about how we ended up with the chair -- before it was transformed into the creature it currently is.
 
ouch! are those spikes on the seat?

please share the story, beginning to end... include all the gory details, like how you managed to transport that thing and why there are rings on all four legs and congratulations on your engagement!!!


So... they kill but not until afterward, right?

I have a new dildo. Well, it's an entire dildo chair that Hugo created. We took it on a road trip this past Sunday. I have lots of pics (and story) I'll have to eventually share.

http://eveshabit.com/chair.jpg

My chair has been keeping me too busy to be on the forum as much as I'd like. I spend an awful lot of time sitting, just sitting. Hey, I'm engaged. :) That's part of the story about how we ended up with the chair -- before it was transformed into the creature it currently is.
 
ouch! are those spikes on the seat?

please share the story, beginning to end... include all the gory details, like how you managed to transport that thing and why there are rings on all four legs and congratulations on your engagement!!!
He used rivets, which gives me rivet ass when I get off the seat. They don't hurt, but not too comfortable. The rings (some you can't see) are for my wrist and ankle cuffs. The ones on the back legs are for when I'm facing the back of the chair. He used a "vac-u-lock" system for the dildo and it comes with different attachments. This one is a real adventure to sit on:
http://eveshabit.com/chair2.jpg

The story of how we got the chair is kind of crazy. I'm going to copy and paste part of a PM I sent Ange. It tells the story:

Hugo and I have been shopping for a "punishment chair." We've been looking in antique malls, flea markets, junk shops, used furniture stores. He bought a load of vac-u-lock sex toys. He wants to remake a chair into a some sort of punishment/sex chair. The guy likes his projects. lol So on the way back from the beach, we stopped at a junk store but couldn't find anything. We were about to head out of the town when I saw a "Bad Beer" neon sign. I wanted a pic of it. We've been laughing for months about the tacky pub in my town. The guy there is nice but really frustrated with VA laws about alcohol sales. For some reason, a bar can't use neon or advertise "cold" beer. So we figured these guys decided to go for bad beer. We went inside the Hard Luck cafe, which was pretty cool. In the back they had another bar and giant screen TVs, pool tables, etc. On the way back there we saw a bunch of chairs. The perfect chairs. So we're sitting at the bar having a beer before going to meet his friend. We had already been talking about marriage again. I told him it wasn't official until he proposed. But every time he tries, I tell him it's not the right time. I want to be in A.C. in a suite or in the Blue Martini bar or somewhere special/interesting. Anyway, he pops the question again there at the bar, sitting beside this odd looking guy, who was really nice. I start to be difficult and he begins to say something about it, then I finally say, "Yes." He tells the bartender, Tommy, that he has two situations and one is a problem. He tells him that we just got engaged. Then asks Tommy if he's a problem solver. He tells the guy that he needs one of those bar chairs as a punishment chair and how can he go about making it happen. Hugo is unbelievable when it comes to persuading people to do things for him. I've seen him in action before and it's certainly a talent of his. After a moment Tommy says, "Said chair will be moved to said side door. You are to pull your car around to said door and take said chair and put into the trunk. Then said chair will disappear." lol So Hugo sends me out to the car to put our bags in the backseat. I pull the car around to said door and pop open the trunk, then get into the passenger's side. Hugo calmly walks out of the side door, past customers, in the middle of the day, into a crowded parking lot, and puts said chair into the trunk. Then he gets in, lights up his Marlboro, and drives away, with me screaming, "Go, go, go, drive, drive!" lol Now he has a weekend chair project. We'll call it Said Project with Said Chair.

So said chair has been on road trips and will travel with us on April 12th to go camping. :D
 
CONGRATULATIONS EVE AND HUGO!

On you engagement and the chair - a work of art, dark art.

Can we call you Rivetbum now?
 
What Tess said! That would be "Conrad Dimple-bottom".

And then there's the ever-popular "dildo-ass." Aw well I knew about the chair and the engagement, but I'm still happy, too. Couldn't happen to a nicer, kinkier couple. Isn't it sweet? Hugo has a workshop; he's like a twisted Santa's elf. And those of us who've been here a while know that no poem Eve writes, no matter how dark, is quite equal to the kinky reality of her life. Who else do you know who takes a punishment chair on a camping trip? Or even has a punishment chair? I have one lousy dildo. I suddenly feel very deprived. And all EE has ever built for me is a baker's rack. Not that I'd sit on rivets if I could help it. Actually that double dildo looks frightening. And what did Evie call it? An adventure. Lol! Knowing Eve is an adventure!

You know having a workshop and building stuff in it is such a great American tradition. My dad had a workshop, but all I ever saw there were half built cabinets and bottles of beer. Eve's life is like a typical American sit-com through the looking glass. Brings a whole new meaning to Leave it to Beaver. Why I still remember the episode where Barbara Billingsly said "Ward, don't be so hard on the Beaver." Damn.
 
You know having a workshop and building stuff in it is such a great American tradition. My dad had a workshop, but all I ever saw there were half built cabinets and bottles of beer. Eve's life is like a typical American sit-com through the looking glass. Brings a whole new meaning to Leave it to Beaver. Why I still remember the episode where Barbara Billingsly said "Ward, don't be so hard on the Beaver." Damn.


Shoot me if I'm wrong but there's got to be a great poem there.
 
my flabber has never been so ghasted ! Bur many congratulations to you both!
 
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my flabber has never been so ghasted ! Bur many congratulations to you both!
Ah! Flabbergasted. At first I thought a flabber was some weird British thing. lol

I wish I was sitting on my punishment chair right now. It would be far less painful than doing my taxes. But fortunately turbotax is kind of like "taxes for dummies."
 
I think it's now safe to say that we've accepted Hugo as one of our own. He needs to come into the forum now and uh build us stuff!

His next project is the piano stool -- the one from the abandoned, country church. It needs something attached to it. Not sure what. Something. I'll share pics when the deed is done. :devil:
 
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