Sat on the rug at the end of the wood bedframe. Mouth stuffed and then he gagged me with my own tie
Sat on the rug at the end of the wood bedframe. Mouth stuffed and then he gagged me with my own tie with a loose slip knot behind my neck. He reassured me - “Nothing too tight. Don’t want that real gag reflex against your tonsils, do we mate? Love your shirt by the way. Goes with these.” Two hanks of narrow blue industrial rope. Shoes removed. Ankles crossed and one hank used to secure them crossed. The two long, loose ends of the rope stretched to my waist and tied behind, then back and forth in a crotch tie. Tight, and any twitch of my feet would tie it tighter, already criss-crossed firmly over my cock.Then the other hand used to tie my wrists in front and the loose ends brought twice round my waist and knotted behind my back. My crossed, bound ankles twitched and the crotch rope contracted.“Fuuh! My crohh” I managed through the tie gag.““Maybe I was a little generous about a loose gag”, he muttered at me. “After all I haven’t even started to play with your feet.” He pulled the loose end of the tie. “”Damn,” he said, ”Fraid I can’t quite reach the bed frame. Change of plan. Sorry mate!”With one hand, he pushed my head back closer to the bed. Then he yanked the other end of the tie. The slip knot slipped hard against the nape of my neck. The tie pulled tight between my jaws and against the mouth stuffing. “Nhh!” And my body bucked and the lower ropes tightened, and I bucked again and again, suddenly desperate to cum He got the loose end round the bed frame and pulled it tight and knotted it.“And don’t dare cum,” he said. “Or we shall have to wait until you are ready again”.“But either way I’ll stay with you,” he said more considerately.” Make sure you don’t have an accident. I so love a guy in a blue shirt, tight bound and gagged for an hour or two.” -- source link
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