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SIX LITTLE WORDS
Book 1
Chapter 3
���� He undid his pants, letting his boxers and jeans slide down to his ankles.� Pressing the turgid tip to her lips, he asked �Any last words?�� She licked her lips, and then kissed it before forming her lips into an O around it.� She licked, slurped, and sucked, taking him a little more into her mouth each time until she was almost deep throating him.� She pulled back with a particularly loud slurp and told him �Get the harness ring gag out of the bin with all the gags in it.�� �The what gag?� he asked.� �Why would I want to gag you?�� �It�s not like that.� It�s not a gag to keep me quiet.� It looks like a plastic ring with leather straps attached to it.� It�s not actually plastic.� It�s coated metal.� It keeps me from biting you.� The ring holds my mouth open, and the straps hold it in place.�� �Why would you want to bite me?�� �I don�t want to bite you.� I just don�t want that option available to me.� Humor me.� I want to feel totally controlled, absolutely in your power.� Trust me, it will still be really good.�� �If you say so� he replied while sorting through the many gags.� �It�s your game.� I�m just a player in it.� Here it is.� Open wide.�� He began fitting it onto her head.
���� �Ank ewe� she told him, as he buckled the last strap tightly under her chin.� �Ut it ack in� she instructed, now unable to enunciate properly.� He roughly grabbed her ponytail, tipped her head back, and forced his dick into her mouth.� He felt it bounce off the back of her throat, but she didn�t choke.� �Maybe being gagged a lot through the years has loosened up her gag reflex.�� He pushed himself in a little deeper, and she had to tilt her head back to try to accommodate him in her throat.� The tall stiff posture collar locked around her throat made it more of a challenge.� When he knew he was in her throat, he held her there.� She worked her lips around the ring gag at first and he could still feel her tongue, but then she realized her airway was blocked.� She started to struggle.� Just a little at first, but then she was pulling at her restraints and trying to dislodge his cock.� He held on tightly, as he counted to thirty.� She wasn�t totally freaking out, but she was trying to put up a fight.� It did no good.� He had done as she wanted, and he was in total control.� Jim couldn�t believe how turned on he was.�
���� Upon reaching thirty; he pulled back about an inch, clearing her airway.� She gulped at his prick as she greedily sucked precious air in through her nose.� A lot of spittle ran down her chin.� �Is that what you were looking for?�� Her blind eyes looked up towards him, and she did her beast to nod her head while vigorously sucking his dick.� �Umm hmm� she mumbled.� The ring gag in her mouth didn�t prevent her from creating a tight suction around his shaft with her lips.� Jim groaned as her tried to hold back, resting his hands on either side of her head.� He did it more of a place to them as opposed to forcing or guiding her.� She had her own agenda and despite the restraints, blindfold, and gag, it was clear that she was experienced at fellatio.� When it eventually became too much, he shot his load deep in her mouth.� He used the placement of his hands to his advantage, grabbing the harness of the ring gag on either side of her head.� Now she would be unable to pull away and expel his spendings.� She made no attempt; instead swallowing every drop like she did it every day.� He held himself there a little longer, eventually withdrawing when he became soft.� �Ank ewe� she told him as her tongue swiped her lips.� She looked a little like a fish on a hook.� She couldn�t close her mouth all the way, and her lips framed the ring in a perfect O.
���� �Pulling up his pants and drawers, he fished the keys out of his pocket and removed the handcuffs from her ankles.� Next, he unbuckled enough of the top of the harness gag to remove the blindfold.� As she blinked and squinted, getting her eyes used to the light, he re-secured the straps.� �Ayyy� she said loudly, as she figured out what she was doing.� �Ake es off o eee� she slurred.� He wiped some drool from her chin.� �You don�t like it, do you?�� She pulled at her bound hands.� �Unn Uhh� she whined.� �You�ll wear it for a while for just that reason� he told her.� �It�s a good look for you.� If I could paint, I�d do it in water colors and call it �hunting for penis�.�� She made a grumbling sound as he helped her to her stiletto heeled feet.� �Ow ong?� �Until I decide to take it off.� It�s not like you can.� Hey, you�re the one who wants to be controlled.�� He picked up a gag that was an essential twin of the one she had cut off earlier.� He turned it over and saw that it was identical except it had no hole running through it.� �Imm et eee ree ou alk ou ewe� she pleaded.� Some more spittle ran out the front of her mouth.� �Once again, it�s not your decision.� I�m not really into this drooling thing� he said, wiping it away again.� �You�re like a fountain every time you talk.� Besides, I can lock this on to you.�� He showed her the buckle.� �Then I can give you the use of your hands back.� It will be just like you planned it at the beginning of the day.�� He raised the gag in front of her face and lined the shaft up with the hole in an exaggerated fashion.� �Ut it urts!�� �It hurts?� he said laughing.� �This is coming from a woman who put clamps on her nipples this morning, so she can be uncomfortable all day� he asked rhetorically.� �Umm hmm� she whined.� �Discussion over� he told her as he drove the plug home.� Her body jerked at first, like she was going to resist.� He held her with one hand flat against the gag panel and the other on the nape of her neck.� It became obvious that she wasn�t going to put up a fight.� It had just been an involuntary reaction.� She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, waiting to see what he would do.� He buckled the gag snugly, and then dug in his pocket for the small padlock that had previously secured her handcuff and leg iron chains while she knelt.� The lock went through the hole on the gag�s buckle, closing with a loud click.� She gave a muted little squeal.� Only then did he remove the handcuffs that held her hands behind her.
���� He pocketed the handcuffs as her arms fell back to her sides, still connected by short chains, to her waist.� �There� he told her.� �It�s just like you thought it would be when you decided to play �bondage maid� today.� The only difference is that you now have a spectator.�� He paused.� �Make that an admirer.� I now have a quiet, obedient Jessica.�� He caressed her cheek.� �This is different, but I think I could get used to it.� It�s like two sides of the same coin.��
����� He lifted the last Rubbermaid bin onto the bed.� This one was a dark green in color.� Pooping the lid off, a sly grin came across his face.� It was totally full of sex toys.� Every imaginable type of dildo, vibrator, and butt plug, fell from his hands as he sorted through the bin.� Some of them vibrated, and some didn�t.� Most had cords neatly wrapped around them, held in place with rubber bands.� Others had the controls right on the device.� A few even had wireless remote controls.� At the bottom of the bin he found a strap on dildo harness.� He held it up for her to see.� �This is always an awkward question in a new relationship, but do you do women?�� She turned her back to him, blushing.� �Okay, I�ll change the subject� he said, throwing the belt back into the heap of sex toys and turning her around.� �Show me the sizes of the ones inside you now.�� She was still blushing, but he could tell that she was smiling behind her gags.� She sorted through the pile and came up with a pretty large dildo.� It was about eight inches long and fairly squat in diameter.� �I see� he nodded, �And in your other end?�� He swatted her lightly on the ass.� The butt plug she held up looked huge to him, not that anything back there would seem small.� She giggled behind her gag.� �Do they vibrate?�� She shook her head as much as the posture collar would allow.� �If I put one of the remote controlled ones in, and locked on the chastity corset; you couldn�t get it out, but I could turn it on and off whenever I liked, right?� he asked.� She nodded.� �I think that your next cleaning day is going to be even more interesting than this one.�
���� She was smiling again until he asked �How many female partners have you had?�� She punched him in the thigh hard, and stormed out of the room as fast as her hobble would allow.� He caught up with her in the living room, and told her �You can just hold up fingers, or don�t you have that many?�� She swung at his leg again, but he was ready this time and stepped out of the way.� �Do you need a little tighter restraint while we finish this conversation?� he asked, pulling the handcuffs out of his pocket and dangling them in front of her face.� �We�re going to have this conversation.� I�m a guy who�s fascinated by this type of thing.�� She pointed towards her gagged mouth and sighed through her nose.
����� �Eyem ott oing
ou alk ou ewe ike ess.� She mumbled.� He
had taken out the penis gag, but left the harness ring gag in place.� She started to fold her arms in front of her
defensively, but again figured out that her restraints wouldn�t allow it.� �Eyem aiting� she grumbled and glared at
him.� He pulled a couple of Kleenexes out
of the box on the end table, wiped her lower lip and chin, and began to
unbuckle the gag.� �Thank you� she told
him when it was finally out of his mouth.�
�That�s a fun gag to play with for blow jobs and things, but it really
is an uncomfortable gag after awhile.�
It�s not just the drool; it was really making my jaw cramp up.�� She moved towards him and gave him a
kiss.� �Just put the penis one in when
you gag me again, okay?�� �That sounds
alright, but back to the subject at hand� he said, raising his eyebrows.� �I�m not a lesbian, or at least I�m not only
a lesbian.�� She was turning bright red
again.� �I guess you could say that I�m
bisexual, but I�ve only been with one woman in my life.�� �I�m not even sure that makes you bisexual�
Jim told her.� �Most people just call
that experimentation.�� �I�ve been with
her a lot, many, many times.� �Is it your
friend from
� ���Jessica now lay on her back, on the couch
with her head pillowed in Jim�s lap.� She
was restrained as before, except she now wore the blindfold tightly buckled
over her eyes.� �Let�s see if that helps�
Jim told her.� �It seems to make you more
submissive, and I like the way it looks anyway.�
Tell me, which came first with Cathy, the tie up games, or the woman on
woman stuff?�� Jessica blushed again
under the blindfold.� He tickled her
under her chin and told her �Come on, I�m just trying to see where I stand.�� �You�re my boyfriend� she replied.� �And she�s what?� Your girlfriend?�� �I haven�t been with her since we got
together� Jessica shot back defensively.�
�Are you going to quit being best friends?�� �No, of course not.�� �Did you stop seeing her because of me?� Has she tried to get you to come up and see
her since we started going out?�� �Yes on
both counts.� It�s kind of been a between
relationship kind of thing.� She knows
that.�� �Does she see other people?�� �Yes, but like I do.� They are kind of few and far between.� You don�t seem angry.� Are you angry?�� �I�m not angry.� How could I be angry?� Maybe a little disappointed because you
didn�t tell me about this before now.�
I�ll give you the benefit of the doubt that you were going to tell me
eventually.�� �Thank you� she
replied.� �You were also going to tell me
that you�re the freaking bondage queen of the universe too, right?�� �Jim� she whined, �That�s not fair.� I didn�t want to scare you away.�� �I haven�t left yet, have I? �This day has gotten stranger every hour that
it progresses.� Which came first, the tie
up, or the lesbian games?�� �We used to
tie each other up.� Just playing
around.� We were pretty honest with each
other.� At one point, one of us told the
other, I think it was me, that she liked it.�
We both agreed on that.� It was
kind of like an escape artist thing, except neither of us ever came close to
escaping.� We were both really good at
tying knots, and quite inventive.�� �How
old were you then?� Jim interrupted.� �O,
I don�t know.� Probably thirteen or
fourteen.� It started with ropes.� There are always plenty of them lying around
on a farm.� There are also plenty of good
places to tie someone up in a big old barn.�
Like I said before, no one ever got loose.� It almost became a contest of who could make
the other one more helpless.� That�s when
the gags and blindfolds came in, and eventually making the victim wear
restrictive clothes or punishment clothes.��
�What are punishment clothes?���
�They were whatever our creative minds could come up with.� For example, we had a lot of heavy winter
clothes around, being that it was
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