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Bastard, fucking hateful funnel gag..... Rage and fury.... i arrived in ******** and started walking to the address.... i was feeling different than i had before, I don't know what was troubling me so i stopped at a cafe and sat with a drink...... i thought of texting You, saying i didn't know what i was going to be 'up for' today, but figured the dungeon was booked and i'd go with the flow... 'endure'.... talk about it, whatever.... so my head wasn't in the best of places... when i arrived it started, fast... No greeting, pulled through the door,,pushed hard to the wall blindfold on, I was stuck in my head space.. shocked, Internalising, withdrawing inside.... You stripped me fast and hard..leaving only my long sock stockings and boots.... You yanked my arms behind my back, tying them tight.. My arms and hands started to tingle, get pins and needles almost immediately.. I sensed something wasn't right.... You felt it too and released my wrists, instead lifting my arms over my head securing to a hook on the ceiling... I took a deep breathe, relaxing, trusting that You had seen something wasn't right and dealt with it.. I felt safe.... I could hear You moving, music suddenly flooding the room, deep bassy thumping rhythm... Then a stroke of soft suede strands over my back... My body shivering... Tensing in anticipation... A soft flicking starting, over arse cheeks, thighs, back... A continuous caress, tips increasingly flicking on my skin, curling around my waist... I felt my body warm, twist, rock, move with the motion.... Almost hanging from the hook, relaxing into the strokes... Absorbing the ever growing strikes to my skin... Nerves tingling... Stinging little shocks of pain finding their way into my psyche.... The pace quickening... My breathe becoming ragged... Head tossing, feeling my hair down my back.... Suddenly craving more, the pain slowly registering, feeling a moistness growing in my slit.... Then it stops.... I whimper, wanting more... A whisper in my ear and low laugh 'enough'.... My arms released, Your hands rubbing them, bringing them back, my torso twisting, wantonly trying to grind to Yours... You stand still and allow me to press my heated body To Yours.. My nipples hard to Your chest, mound thrusting to Your thigh.... Then a slap, hard on my bottom... Pushing me around... " stand still".... A strange texture, my head trying to assimilate it... Your hands moving, wrapping it round my frame... Cocooning my arms to my body.. Tight.. Total restraint... Rough hands tipping me over a bench... Head falling down... I feel a panic rising.. My body's too hot... I start to pant uncontrollably, dizzy... Falling..... Murmuring... 'I can't, i cant' as I feel,Your cock rubbing against my wet crack... Again You feel it, You stop, Unwrapping me.. Holding my shuddering frame to Yours.... Kissing my eyes, my lips, my neck until my panic subsides and need resumes.... Then the chains, oh the chains! Cool, heavy, such contrast on my overheated flesh... You sat me in the corner... Music now quieter... Blindfold off.... I look up and in Your hands a see the funnel gag, black menacing, terrifying... My eyes fill with tears... Murmuring "no,please, not that, not today'... 'Ssshhh' You reply, stroking my hair as Your hand places the straps around my head... 'Open Your mouth..' You look down at me, tears falling down my cheeks... My mouth opening... I hate the gag, hate it with every fibre of my being... Nasty hard... Makes my jaw ache... You holding the pump... Inflating , the rubber pressing into my throat... Feeling like my jaw will break, my gag reflex threatening yet I know I will choke if it rises.... I found breathing easier today... breathing slow, focusing only on that, on keeping control, fighting the panic down, survival instinct kicking it... Aware of only my breath, the heavy chains, my forced opened throat.... I just wanted to fight, cry... but had to keep so in calm, I'm control... i kept thinking after this, once released i'm going to claw at Him, spit, sob... You stood before me, watching my every breathe, Your cock so hard.... Then You lifted a water bottle to the tube, my stomach twists in fear... You trickle a few drops in the funnel... I waited.. Throat ready to strain and swallow.... Mind blowing tension.. Terror... Trance... I sank into a meditative state, breathing the only thing I was aware of, until You moved, releasing the inflated gag, my jaw almost in spasms... Tugging it from my mouth then kissing my swollen crushed lips.... Lifting the chains and carrying me to the sofa... Your hands parting my thighs, burying You face in my cunt.. then i got so close to cumming... so fucking, frustratingly close.. but whatever place i was in, wasn't going to let me get over the edge.... I sobbed distraught... You held me, whispering 'it's okay, you're amazing, fucking incredible' caressing me as I returned and relaxed.. so, the ending...You took me naked from the dungeon upstairs into the room and wrapped my coat around me... when You started doing the coat up i realised, you were going to put me out on the street in just my short coat ..my clothes stuffed in my bag.... My whole being flooded with anger, but knew the toilet was just outside the door in the entrance.. So I held it all in and as You guided me to the door I quickly turned, snatching my arm away from Your hand and got myself into the toilet.. Taking the clothes from my bag.. Preparing to leave quickly.. Raging.... I opened the door and You pounced on me, dragging me back into the room... I lashed out, fists hitting Your chest, struggling hard in Your grasp.. Hissing 'get the fuck off me!" You laughed, easily holding me tight against You, taking my blows... 'You are magnificent' You roar.... Tension broken I laughed too, crying, shaking.... I left shortly after, alone, walking down the busy street, eerily calm I mailed You later... disappointed..... frustrated that my head had been in the place it was..... that i felt unable to find the other space.... body tense with arousal but blocked.... ... getting dressed in the toilet i was angry at myself and You, i didn't want to be strong, together, in control..... that passed pretty quick though... then i just felt flat, dejected, hence the 'disappointment'.... All part of this wonderful journey.....  |
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Now I have found your blog, I will read your musings with grea
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(con't\) great interest
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Smiles... And I'll add some photos just for You!!!! Some posts are accounts of real life encounters, other fantasy... I'm sure You"ll work out which is which xxx
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