Thanks for the comments. I tried to start a story ages ago, but at that time my user name was my real name. I got paranoid because a Google search of my name brought the story up.
here goes...Part II
Steven did a good job on me; I had never felt so helpless. The bastard had overpowered me and trussed me up good and proper, keeping my mouth muffled the whole time!
As I lay on the floor, I thought about how easily he had immobilised me. After making his threat to â€˜rope me upâ€™, Steven effortlessly pulled me up, one hand still clamped over my mouth, keeping me quiet.
He had dragged me backwards into his room, one arm twisted behind me, held there by his own arm; strong and muscular. I mumbled into his palm all the way, and tried to put up a struggle as best as I could, but he was far too strong for me. â€œMmmmmmm mmmmphh!â€
I was also painfully aware that I was excited by what was happening. I had grey jogging bottoms on, and I knew without a doubt that the front of them was showing far more than usual. Even wearing thin, tight, white cotton briefs could not fully hide the hard on I was sporting.
After dragging me into his room, still holding me firm, Steven let go of my arm and reached for the nearby set of drawers; I heard them being opened. â€œRight then, I reckon we should get started.â€ He laughed. By this point I had stopped struggling as much. I was sweating from the exertion, and was breathing hard through my nose because of the massive hand clamped over my mouth.
â€œRight then cheeky ladâ€, said Steven, â€œTime to shut you up for a bit eh?â€ I tried to twist my head round to look at him but he held me firm. Steven grabbed my arm again and removed his other hand from across my mouth. â€œPlease donâ€™t.â€ I said, â€œI wonâ€™t take the piss again.â€ Steven laughed and said, â€œDonâ€™t tell me youâ€™re not enjoying it a bit anyway.â€
I was lost for words; I couldnâ€™t really deny it. Steven brought his hand back in front of my face, this time it was holding a rolled up pair of white sports socks. I knew instantly what he was going to do. â€œAwwww fuck Ste. Donâ€™t put them in my mouth!â€ I protested.
Steven brought his hand closer to my mouth and rubbed the socks against my lips; I was keeping my mouth firmly shut to avoid being gagged. â€œEasy way or hard way, you decide.â€ he taunted. Steven pushed harder with the socks against my mouth, forcing my lips open. His other hand suddenly let go of my arm and held my nostrils shut, which made me open my mouth in reflex. I felt the massive bundle of rolled up sock being pushed into my mouth. Steven didnâ€™t just push them in and leave it at that. He methodically forced every part of the socks into my mouth, bit by bit, using his thick fingers to force the wad of material deeper.
â€œMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. MMMMMMMMM!â€ I tried to protest, but I couldnâ€™t form the words. I really had to fight the gag just to be able to breathe properly. â€œThatâ€™s it, just relax and take that big fucking gag into your mouthâ€
After my mouth was rendered useless for speech by the massive wad of rolled up sports sock, and I had stopped fighting it, the all too familiar hand clamped over my mouth again. â€œNeed to keep that in place really donâ€™t I?â€ said Steven. I tried to bring my hand up to my mouth to prise Stevenâ€™s strong fingers off but he held firm. There was no way I was strong enough to remove them. Within seconds Steven had secured my mouth with what I presumed was a bandanna, from the glimpse I got as it flashed past my face towards my already full mouth.
I was gagged very effectively. The socks in my mouth kept it full, and my cheeks bulged with the amount of material keeping me quiet. The bandanna was stretched tight across my mouth, holding the socks in, and tied off brutally tight behind my head. â€œI havenâ€™t finished yetâ€ said Steven, â€œBandages always come in handy.â€
Still holding one arm behind my back, Steven started to wrap thick bandage around my mouth. He brought his face closer to mine, and held the bandage in place with his teeth while he got the first wrap round my mouth. I could feel him breathing heavy against me through his nose. After wrapping a good few metres of bandage around my mouth and head, there was no way I was getting that gag out. I tried to push it with my tongue but it was useless. I was gagged completely and I knew that this was just the start.