Latex Gagged Novels & Stories

What was it in her that dragged her into this hell? Sure his father was the founder, but that was when Freegal had a good reputation–when they were not corrupted like how it was right now. The question emerged in Georgia’s face with her brows sinking and eyes getting unstable. She wanted to speak, but the cloth around her mouth prevented her from speaking. It seemed as though Lawrence noticed the need for Georgia to speak, when he nodded at the man behind her, prompting the man to untie the cloth, having it fall over her shoulders.

"I'm fine, Liz. I just need to focus on my project." Liz raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "Your project? Gage, you're starting to scare me. What's going on with you?" Gage's expression remained firm, his eyes locked on Liz's. "This is how I work, Liz. I don't like interference or distraction. I need to focus."

But it still makes me proud of myself because somewhat I can control the urge in me despite the things he has done to persuade me to have sex with him again. Gage: That was intentionally a joke :) Me: I'm fine with the foods on my plate right now. Thank you. Gage: The ones on mine are even better, trust me. Oh goodness Gage, why does everything you say and text have double meanings? Me: I doubt it. Gage: You've been turning me down straight now, rubbing it on my face. That hurts my ego. I feel so un-manned. I smile. Me: Un-manned isn't even a word.

That sounded sick, but I had to try my best to please this man. “Good girl.” He said, tossing me on the bed. “Safe word is red, and you get a gag if you yell wrongly.” He said, and I swallowed hard…