Fifteen
“If he does not talk without permission, why do you have him gagged”
An inquiring Lunda looks up at my face as Bai slips in place the pin to enclose my neck collar in the Martin Rigid Stock.
“Its purpose is not so much silence but to acclimate his throat, Lunda,” Bai replies as Pattie uses her key to release my right wrist.
Yes, I am p***s gagged. Pattie attached a mammoth dildo to a well designed strip of leather, inserted it into a somewhat willing mouth and tied the thongs at the back of my head. It is annoying but indeed I find myself acclimating to having a sizable cylinder impede breathing and swallowing.
Bai pins closed the stock around my right wrist band. Pattie releases the left and I quickly lift my arm to offer it for Bai to restrain. Next the Neosteel belt is unlo
