“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!”
Laurel was a serious gag addict.
Ball gags. Tape gags. Cock gags.
You name it – she’d moaned orgasmically into it, likely on more than a handful of occasions!
Other types of bondage were fun, too, but there was something special about having her lips muffled that got her juices flowing more than anything else. So when a global pandemic suddenly found the entire world wearing face masks that seemed to be the perfect cover for experimenting with a little public bondage using some of her favorite gags, Laurel couldn’t think of a better way to keep herself horny and entertained!
Excerpt…
Considering that it was her first proper date night in months, even if it was with herself, the girl pulled out one of her favorite dresses and some sexy panties along with a lacy matching bra to wear underneath. Admittedly it seemed a little silly to spend time putting on her makeup only to then cover it up with a mask, but it made her feel sexy, not to mention it was undeniable how hot her new lipstick made her lips look as she stuffed the 1¾” silicone ball between them while she gazed back at her bound self in the bathroom mirror.
After cinching the first of the leather buckles at the back of her head until the silicone straps from the ball bit gently into the corners of her mouth, Laurel felt her nipples hardening underneath her silky lingerie as she purred softly into her gag while buckling the second strap into place snugly beneath her chin.
“Mmmmmmm…” she sighed happily as she stared back at her reflection, loving the look of the ball gag contrasting with her full face of makeup and wondering why she hadn’t done this sooner as she toyed with the small, silver padlocks that she had found to lock the gag into place.
*click*
*click*
The sound of the tiny locks closing through the hasps in each of her corresponding leather straps made her wish that there was more bondage to come, but instead she merely snapped a few fun pics with her phone before tying her black mask into place and confirming more than once that it did indeed conceal each of the straps that now held the red rubber ball tightly between her lips and would continue to do so for the next two hours.
When she was satisfied that her look was both complete and discrete, Laurel tossed the keys to her gag on her kitchen table and snatched up her purse before sliding into a fun pair of strappy heels and heading out the door for her date…
