Tape Gagged Novels & Stories

"That is why I am delivering this training because I would happily kill Daisy and Eli, but sadly I can't. However I can do anything to them as long as they are still breathing at the end of it. Kent removed his arm and I coughed violently and tried to get much needed air back into my lungs, which proved quite difficult because of the gag. "A favourite that we like to use for torture is this gag," Kent said. "The gag is a rubber ball that goes into mouth of the subject and it is attached to a strap that goes around the head. It's great because it pins the tongue down and makes it difficult for the subject to breathe. And when put under extreme stress in situations people breath heavily, which

A slender cord trailed from the vibrator’s base, connecting to a compact remote control designed for precise adjustments. He walked in a slow circle around me before stopping in front of me. Holding the black ball gag up to my mouth, he waited. I parted my lips without hesitation. He slipped the gag between them, then tightened the straps behind my head and fastened it securely. I parted my lips for him without hesitation. He slid the ball gag into my mouth, then pulled the straps tight behind my head and secured it in place. The rubber pressed my tongue down, muffling my breath, catching the sound of my moans in my throat. I was gagged, exposed and helpless, exactly how he wanted me.

Her throat was soon back taunting his tip, daring him to gag her. "God, what else do I need to do?! Can't you take a hint?! I want you to gag me like you gagged that whore!" She sucked him deeper, stressing her intentions. "Does she want me to gag her? That throat is awfully aggressive... oh, god... sh-shit... she's killing me." "Gag me, gag me, gag me, gag me, gag me, gag me, gag—FUCKKKKK!"

I signal Lester to hide while I prepare myself for an attack. The moment the figure appears, I launch at them and garrote their neck. “Alpha!!! Fuck it’s me. Tiago!!” He splutters while coughing. Confirming it’s him, I let go. Tiago coughs and then curses. “The heck, garotted twice now by you is a complete near-death experience.” “I bet it sucks, man!” Lester hums, holding out his hand to help Tiago up on his feet. “Fuck, I'm sorry!” I gush, wounded by my frustration.

his impatience irked him from not getting the desired reply "Aaahahaha, waaa, waaaaa... mammmaa, mammmaaa," She suddenly started crying aloud instead of answering, she was after all but a little kid "Tama, baby, my princess, I'm sorry.. very sorry baby, listen to me darling," Tazz felt helpless and guilty that he made her cry, he didn't mean to sound harsh "Waaa..waaa," "Tama what happened darling?," Mahira rushed up to her as Little Tiger stood next to her, confused at her sudden burst

I always thought I didn't have any gag reflex, but it turns out that my throat had never been fucked probably. The last time I deepthroat Kade it seems he was holding back, but right now he is done with that. He fisted my hair tightly, pulling back before slamming in again. I gagged, even harder than the first time, my eyes watering, my jaw hurting from being stretched so wide.

I want him blind with anger; it’s the only way he’ll make a mistake. He grabs the back of my neck and slams me into the floor, straddling my back. He pins my arms with his weight and begins winding the tape around my entire head. I fight him with everything I have, but I’m fading. The tape covers my mouth, catching my hair in the adhesive. He wraps it again and again, and for a terrifying second, I think he’s going to cover my nose. But he stops, standing up and looking down at his work.

I managed around the lump that was starting to form in my throat. “Maybe I’ll take you against one when I consummate the mating bond” he growled and my thighs automatically squeezed together. His eyes did not miss that movement, neither did they miss the fact that my tongue had darted out to wet my dry lips. I bit them nervously and he sucked in a breath. He was so close to me, but he wouldn’t touch me. I loathed him but I was almost begging. He just turned away and ran his hands through his hair. Silver hair. It always got me wondering.

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

Like I was paperwork that got lost and needed re-filing. “What—what are you talking about?” I rasped. My voice was nothing now, shaky as I tried to understand what the hell was happening. No one answered. “Gag him,” the first voice snapped again. “No, no, wait—!” Something shoved between my teeth—rough cloth. It scraped my tongue, filled my mouth. I gagged hard. My throat spasmed. I couldn’t breathe right. Couldn’t scream. Couldn’t fucking speak. They yanked me up.