Latex Gagged Novels & Stories

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Eli's muscles strained against the restraints, a soft moan escaping his lips as the metal bit into his skin—just the way he liked it. Next, the gag: Zeke selected a ball gag from the wall, the red rubber gleaming under the low lights. He forced it between Eli's teeth, buckling it securely behind his head. Eli's eyes widened, muffled sounds vibrating against the gag as drool began to pool at the corners of his mouth, his face flushing with a mix of humiliation and arousal.

She could sense that Gvain was afraid, but she was sure that hers surpassed his. "Gavin, let us go back now and we can save ourselves because we would get caught," Lila said when he did not say anything. She stood up and walked to the door. "You would not dare do something like that," Gavin said, blocking her path before she could burst out of the room. "I cannot be interrogated by the police; if I show up on the news at this critical time, then I would lose everything I own," he said, like he was giving a speech to convince her to vote for him.

Lila reprimanded angrily. “I'm really sorry, Miss Rick's. Please…” Grey was talking, but Cynthia shut him up immediately. “Cut the crap, Miss Rick's or whatever you call yourself!” Cynthia ranted, looking keenly at Lila's skin, especially her neck, expecting to see it filled with rashes as that's normally her first symptom of garlic and ginger allergy, but to the greatest surprise, Lila's neck was healthy and hearty without any scratches or a trace of rashes. “By the way, Cynthia, why would you think I'm your husband's ex-wife? Gratefully, you were there on the first day your husband and I had an encounter, so what bullshit are you actually spilling?” Lila joined in the chaos.

Nathan is my best friend but I swear if he doesn’t shut the hell up, I just might gut him. “how many times do I have to tell you, no damned pickles in my bloody burgers!” I screeched while spitting the half chewed burger back into the brown lunch bag. At least he had the decency to look terrified, “oh come on, it can’t possibly be that bad” he muttered while obviously trying to hold in his laughter, his brown eyes crinkling at the sides, the moron had done it on purpose. “is this payback? For disappearing to Hawaii? Because trust me you took the worst routes by messing with my burger, would you blame me for attempting to get a natural tan for myself? You have it oh so naturally” I muttered

I don't know why they thought I would do something; I hadn't said a word, and Lance didn't give a shit about some low-wage scumbag with one too many bags of Doritos under his belt using some outdated insult that really just boils down to calling him lazy. And as if to prove my point, Lancelot said just as much to his dad. "Dad, that word doesn't mean the same thing to me as it does to the people on television and in the news. Gabe and I defanged that word when we were about ten." "Oh! How did you do that?" Lance looked at me as if to ask if I wanted to explain. "You do it."

Lukas said, his voice rising in pitch on the last syllable. "Lukas, shut the fuck up, man. You don't hear us broadcasting sexy times," Asher called over the network for all of us. "He's a little...incapacitated at the moment, but I'll let him know of your displeasure," Atlas called, a husky laugh in his voice. "Too fucking right," Asher called. "Next time, try a freaking ball gag." "Sames," everyone else said. My mate giggled, snorted. "I don't think they make those for brains."

Luke was wiping his face repeatedly. I turned my eyes to the twins who were trying hard to supress their laugh but was failing miserably. "THEY ARE BULL'S WHAT? ". I threw the piece that I was holding inside box and swipe my hand on Jess's shoulder to make it look as if I was consoling her while she was trying to gag herself. She stood up and was using a finger to gag herself. " YOU FEED ME BULL'S BALLS. Tell me this is a lie, yuk. I can not go to that restaurant anymore after this. Yuk. I need to sanitize my food track and mouth ".

"NO HARM WILL COME TO YOU. OUR WORD AND PROMISE IS GIVEN. WHY ARE YOU NOT REPEA-" The AI translation voice abruptly cut itself off and Lila, blinked unimpressed at the reply that had been given, the promise of swearing being left unfullfilled and leaving her slightly disappointed as she was wondering what the swaer translate to exactly. She was guessing 'fuck' but would be happy enough with 'shit', but, if the swear was something like 'cunt', or 'dick' she would have a posivitely beaming smile on her face. If it had been any of the latter two, she would have happily skipped out from around the corner and then congratulated her enemy on their recent humanisation, before demanding to know wher

“Georgia, what do you mean? Do you think my son should die in vain?” “No, I didn’t mean that.” Lyla scoffed. “Georgia, I think you better learn to be smarter. Don’t keep getting fooled by people. Thomas Mayo, you may fool my sister-in-law with this trick, but you want to deceive me as well? No way! Let me tell you, from today onward, both of your products will be removed from the V Series. Not only that, but I’ll cooperate with the Gomez family to deal with you. Just wait for your demise. Get out now.”