Latex Gagged Novels & Stories

And if they still don’t comply? Amir asks. There’s a long silence. So long that Lila thinks the connection is gone. Then: Then we let the audience do the rest. The words sit there, stark and unforgiving. Lila presses a hand to her mouth. “All those comments,” she whispers. “All that speculation.” We don’t create the mob, the insider adds. We just remove the barriers. Jade slams her palm on the table. “That’s evil.” The reply is immediate.

"But that was cute, Gab. Was he there from the start?" Gabbie is still not removing her useless face cover while nodding. "I'm so embarrassed right now. That man, I swear." "Will I still be permitted to work for the company? I'm afraid I'll get a banned note tomorrow." "No, no, that can't happen. Let's just forget about that. Where were we?" Gabbie tried to act cool even though deep inside, she just want to be buried right now. Xander, you jerk! 🔸🔸🔸

Greg asked but did so despite his hesitation. Frank then took out a small pill from his pocket and shoved it into Greg's mouth. Then, he forced Greg's jaw shut, making him swallow it. Greg was left hacking as he cried, "W-What did you just give me?" "Just a type of laxative, but your intestines will burst and you'll die, so return the money and confess before coming to me for the antidote." "You're crazy! Do you have to go that far for the Lanes?!"

Their work was worth 5 dollars a day, and each of them would send ten hate messages to that intern. Even though Eli was rather loud, she had always been a righteous person and she would call upon herself to protect the weak. Thinking of the happy days that she once had with Eli, Stella felt warm in her heart. She didn't know if Eli was doing well in D Country. "Oh, that was a long time ago," Richard recalled. After shaking hands with Stella, he sat down and looked at his lawyer. The lawyer then showed the document to Stella, "This is the Student's Giggles' current data. We have 120,000 real accounts and we have developed several major services. Our long-term cooperation includes a live broad

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."

“And perhaps a little untrustworthy.” There was a collective intake of breath from Lucas' staff, who glanced nervously at each other, their eyes widening at her boldness. Even Lucas' expression flickered, a flash of something darker crossing his face. “Is that so?” he murmured, his gaze never leaving hers. “Do go on. I’m intrigued.” Lila took a deep breath, steadying herself. “Well, I could tell you more, but you’d have to sign a waiver first.” “A waiver?”

Barbara repeatedly exhaled. Restless. Squeezing the fingers of one hand while staring at a series of images on the website of the Smift company. This was not good news. It would indeed be a steep drop if it was not resolved quickly. There had to be a confession, because after all, outrage spread immediately after learning Moreau was modeling women for a business competitor.

“AHH—FUCK—SHE BIT ME!” I lifted my brows pointedly. “That’s it,” the man with the bruised groin snapped. “I’m done. Tape her mouth shut.” “It IS shut,” another reminded him. “THEN DOUBLE IT!” He grabbed more tape. I shook my head violently, trying to roll away, but they pinned me down like I was a wild animal. When the extra tape slapped across the gag, I growled—literally growled—in frustration. Laughter erupted. “She’s pissed.” “Good.”

So, having experienced a pseudo-cock poking my throat I was steeling myself for that fully-body lurch when Larry's knob--much fatter than a banana--hit the back of our throat. To my surprise--yet another one--there was only a tiny fraction of a second when I felt the flick of an urge to gag as Larry's stiff boner entered our throat. Sophia's "coping mechanism" was to exhale a little "Ahh," as she poked the big knob into her throat, and to do it quickly. Apparently, there is some line of gag-reflex nerve-endings at the entrance to the throat and if you can get past them quickly they have no further effect. Who knew? Once Larry's cock was in our throat I didn't feel any urge to gag at all as S

How can it vent its feelings? But, these two people don’t understand it, much less care for it even if they knew its problem. “Why is it not moving?” Laggas asked and frowned in dissatisfaction when he saw that the fake newborn fairy looked so stiff. “Is it… dead?” he asked as he lowered his voice. He looked at Reyan with a suspicious gaze, which made Reyan grimace.