Latex Gagged Novels & Stories

“Oh, the bet was whoever loses has to wear a ball gag all tonight through a scene, I tried making him wear it to work, but he said no to that.” “Wait, you made a deal that would make you have to wear a gag? Why not just message and I would have said no, I would rather see Marcus in a gag than you.” She is laughing so didn’t take offence, Jackson looks like such a sore loser. “This isn’t fair, he has worn gags before he should be doing this.” Jackson laughs pointing to me. “No, I actually never wore a gag, that was one thing I refused, but it is time for you to Jackson.” Sitting me and Alena joke about Jackson and his gag a while longer, and there is a knock at the door us all looking at it.

He asks animatedly, making me cover my mouth to stop from spitting up my wine. I put the wine down and quickly swallow so I don’t choke and then finally allow myself to laugh, “Stop trying to kill me with laughter.” He gasps and clutches his chest while pressing his fingers to his lips while making a sad face. “Oh my God, it’s been so long your gag reflex has come back,” he says with dramatic hysteria. I roll my eyes, “Fuck off,” I say, shoving him, “Look, just because things have been lacking in that department for a while, doesn’t mean I need to go and spread my legs for the next guy to show me attention.”

"Let's go. Our business is done here." Agatha opened her eyes, feeling a bit disappointed that she did not get any answer to her questions. Until Lauren said her goodbye, the damnable system no longer responded to her, leaving her speechless and confused. It took quite a while to get over it, realizing that no matter what the reason was, Paul would definitely not do any harm against her. 'Right. I'll just pretend that I didn't ask the system and I didn't hear it demanding me a million points...' she whispered under her breath, making sure Paul would not hear her.

Her taut ass cheeks pressed against my lower belly, trembling in sudden exertion and ongoing elation. "Oh please don't make me stop, Mr. Canon. I saw this in a video - hashtag gymnast, hashtag amateur, hashtag anal - and I just had to do it with you. I can do it, I promise. Please don't stop. Please fuck my ass. Please. Oh please oh please, please fuck my tight virgin ass, Mr. Canon."

Lai threatens with her black eyes boring into me. "W-what would happen to me? I'm alright. I'm definitely not angry or sad or frustrated. Why would I be? I'm a strong person." Wait. Did the strong person in me just stutter? "You...you ,you you,you…!" Lai's eyes grow big like a cat on rampage. "You stuttered. Like literally stuttered! The always so confident and bad-ass friend of mine stuttered! Now I am more than intrigued. Tell me what it is or I'll tell mom to cook boiled eggplant for you for the rest of the week!"

The other three men painted my face, tits, and tongue with thick ropes of hot cum. I knelt there panting, covered from head to toe in their cum, my holes gaping and leaking. Damien crouched down and lifted my chin. “You did well today, Lila. Tomorrow we’re bringing two more men.” He smiled coldly. “Get ready to be gangbanged by seven cocks.” “Y…y…” I could barely speak. “Yes… sir,” I finally said, my voice rough As I slowly dressed, cum still dripping from every hole, I realized I had crossed another line.

I replied with a straight face. Luana's cheeks turned even redder as she looked up at me. Gina rolled her eyes dramatically. "Ew... gross." "We really shouldn't be talking about our private moments in front of Gina," Luana muttered as she fumbled with her words. "She's still a teenager." The way she stumbled over her sentence made her look incredibly cute.

he spat in your face, his saliva flowing into your mouth. “Admit it, little cunt. Say a gang bang is exactly what you crave.” Tears swelled in your eyes. You trembled under his intimidating presence, overwhelmed with the need to climax. You didn't wish to deny the truth any longer. Your body was still tingling with residual pleasure, so why pretend you were not the whore that you were? “Yes, you are right,” you whispered, finally finding your voice. “I-I crave a gang bang.” A chorus of dark chuckles and approving growls erupted around you before Lythal raised his hand to hush them.

“I want another story out. Something ugly.” There was a pause. Then Gretchen’s voice came through, nervous and tight. “I....I can’t. Every post gets erased the moment it goes up. Someone’s controlling the internet. We can’t keep anything online.” Agnes’s hand tightened around her glass. “Useless,” she hissed, ending the call. Her anger burned hot, but beneath it, excitement curled. Fine. If the internet were blocked… Then she would destroy Kathalina, the old way. Face to face.

At four inches she gagged softly, throat contracting. "Relax your jaw. Breathe. This is your literature now—raw text you must internalize." He thrust gently at first, letting her adjust, then firmer. Six inches. Her eyes watered, mascara running in dark streaks. Seven. Her throat bulged visibly as the head breached her gullet. Lila made a wet, guttural sound, hands flying to his thighs. "Good girl. Take it. Show me you deserve to pass."