At what point do you actually pull out the gag and slip it on? I feel like it has to be a surprise,
At what point do you actually pull out the gag and slip it on? I feel like it has to be a surprise, at least at first. That it has to be at least a little involuntary, a punishment rather than a reward. That you need to be tied up first, that I could then put it on with the minimum of fuss, like tying a bib on a child. Revel in the embarrassment. Languish in the humiliation. Watch that brow furrow in consternation, and chuckle all the while. But maybe it can be something more intimate than that. A willing augmentation on the part of both parties. To slip your lips around it, catch the errant drop of saliva that almost instantly forms, and rub it over that ball, to make it shine. Leave your hands free, and let give you the freedom to take it off, if you really wished. Only you won’t, because you enjoy the feel of the ball between your teeth, of knowing I put it there. Either way, that first moment, where your eyes alight on it and flare back, surprise and excitement snapping across your pupils, will be the same. It’s whether it’s anxiety, frustration, arousal or pleasure that flits across your brain, that’s what dictates which direction this goes. Although, knowing you, it’s probably some combination of all four. -- source link
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