Kitten inserted a new pair of hooks at the flared edges of Jan’s nostrils, pulled up and hard and fastened the attached strings at the back of the collar so tight that the original nostril plugs popped free. Clearly, Jan had not expected this level of facial torment and she began to thrash about on the post, her bound t**s swinging left and right, up and down, accompanying the rest of her body motions. From behind the gag, she made weird noises which distressed both Kitten and me to the point where we quickly freed her nose and I cut the gag tape leaving only one band of tape with the packing still in place.
“Uh oh,” Kitten murmured. “Maybe too tight.”
Jan tried to nod but couldn’t move enough to make an impression. Her breath was surging in and out of her distorted nose, but her color
