Open Mouth Gag Novels & Stories

The gag is being unfastened and, as someone removes it, my hands are also being unfastened. “Open your mouth now,” he orders and, as he does, I open my mouth as he pushes his cock inside it. I moan against it, feeling the warmth, wanting to taste more. I try to push my mouth further down. As I do, I begin to suck it and rub my tongue along it.

Tom says, “I want his balls and hole first, you can have his tits and throat.” John grabs my shoulders and pulls me until my head is hanging off the end of the bed. I look up to see him with a big O ring gag. It’s a gag with a big round ring in the middle. There are leather straps on each side. Once inserted one can’t close their mouth, but the ring provides easy access for things to be shoved in. “Open up fuck face,” he says. He firmly shoves it into my mouth and fastens it behind my head. Just about then it really sinks in. I am helpless and these two have plans. Painful plans.

Mike smacked each cheek hard, once, stimulated her already overstimulated nerves, then turned her over and place her on her back. She opened her eyes to see him standing beside her holding a strange contraption in his hand. "This is a ball gag, sugar," he explained. This ball fits in your mouth and the straps fasten behind your head. You will want to scream with pleasure. Very loud. Although we're very isolated here, you never know when stray traffic will come by. Besides, it's good training for other situations. Don't be afraid of it."

The soft tinkle of metal rose to her ears, and her Master's hand on her hair loosened. The leather strap holding her gag in place started to move, and she recognized the feeling of her gag being changed. Hole opened her mouth even wider, even though the gag already forced her lips practically as far apart as they would go, and the steel slipped out past her perfect teeth.

In fact, I was pretty sure I was going to lose this contest the moment he entered me. Once all of my limbs were stretched towards the corners of the bed, he settled over me, his ass resting lightly on my ribs, his cock nestled between my breasts. "Open your eyes," he said. I did, blinking rapidly. He was holding something which he pulled down over the top of my head. It was stretchy but tight, and he snapped it into place over my mouth. He leaned down, his nose touching mine. "You've been doing entirely too much talking. If you open your mouth to talk again, this will slide in like a gag. Just in case you feel like begging me to let you come." He sat back and studiously adjusted the gag. I t

"There's no way you'll ever be able to take all of me in your mouth so I won't even try. Relax." I used my free hand to massage her throat, being sure not to touch the marks that had been left there. "Open." I fed her about eight inches until I hit the back of her throat and she gagged. Instead of pulling out I held still until she got accustomed, enjoying the fuck out of the way her throat worked around my cockhead as she tried to breathe.

Before he could grab her she jumped down from the bed and started running towards the door. "It's rape!" She screamed but he didn't stop. He grabbed her by the waist and threw her on the bed. Before she gets up he hovered over her. She screamed again and he clasped her mouth. "If you screamed again... Then I'll gag your mouth..." He warned and she closed her mouth. "That ball type gag?... Like they show in the porn?" She asked curiously. "No! Dick sized gag... Which will touch your throat and you won't be able to talk for a weak."

“Pull out your fingers, don’t touch yourself anymore.” She frowned, but complied and I almost felt disappointed in myself. My cock twitched, I was going to come in her mouth. I held her slender neck with both hands wrapped around it. She was so fragile and soft. I tugged her toward me, going deeper into her mouth. She gagged as my hold tightened on her throat. Her face was red from the exertion as I held myself there and groaned aloud as I came. “Keep your mouth open. Do not close it.”

And slowly, I did. The first entry made me gag, because it hit right at the back of my throat. I was gonna pull back but his stern voice stopped me. “Don't.” I held his dick in my mouth, gagging on it. I couldn't suck it. It was just there, filled up in my mouth. He thrusted his hips and his dick moved in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat again and making me gag. Again. He did that again. And I gagged again. He did it again, this time, he held my hair in his fist, making my head pull backwards and forward to meet his thrusts.

My jaw was already sore but the gag would muffle my sounds and make me feel even more helpless, which sent another jolt of heat through me. He brought it to my lips and I opened. The rubber ball fit between my teeth, filling my mouth. He fastened the straps behind my head, checking to make sure it wasn't too tight. Then he moved back behind me and thrust inside without warning. I cried out but the sound was muffled, barely more than a whimper. The gag turned my moans into something desperate and needy. Mateo appeared in front of me, his cock hard again already. He knelt and positioned himself at my mouth, but with the gag in place, all I could do was press my lips against him through the rub