Tape Gag

Gary was cool. He likes fucking guys s lot. He was wearing a smile and a condom. I'd given him a large roll of rubber tape to use on me. I'm horny for this all the time. I finally found a guy to do it to me. I stood in the middle of his bedroom naked and nervous. He walked closer to me, pulling a long wide piece of tape off the roll. The rubbery 'fexSeal' tape stretched as he pulled it. It's 4 inches wide. I closed my lips tightly together. I love the way this feels. "Not yet", he says. "Turn around."

The thick tough tape wraps tighly around my wrists then more warps up around all the way up above my elbows. "You're not going anywhere until I'm done with you, bitch."

I told him I liked to be called 'bitch'.

Helplessly bound he pushes me against the bedroom wall. He forces himself on me. Kissing me. I don't like being kissed. He doesn't care. He rolls his wet tongue around inside my mouth. Finally, he stops and continues with my request. But a large soft rubber ball emerges from his pocket. It's nearly as big as a tennis ball. He roughly forces my mouth open and pushes the ball inside. It's soft and squishes inside my mouth. He keeps working it until my mouth is completely filled and my lips can almost close. He is looking sternly in my eyes. Like he doesn't like me. I squirm. It's too late to squirm.

A long piece of the rubber tape presses firmly against my lips. He presses it against my mouth, cheeks and wraps it all the way around my head. My head jerks back as he pulls and wraps the tape to securely silence me. This was the part I was looking forward to. But now I'm not sure. The feeling of the sticky tape covering most all of my face and gagging me like a kidnap victim gets me immediately hard. Gary puts my cock and balls in a rubber cage. He wraps and buckles it tightly around my little package.  It hurts 'cause I'm mostly hard already. "You won't be needing that today, bitch."

Face down on the bed he uses a necktie to secure one of my ankles to the bedpost. I'm stuck here. 

Gary mounts me and begins. As he fucks the shit out of me reminds me of what a pathetic faggot I am. The bed posts are pounding against the floor and headboard is bouncing off the wall. His hands are gripping my tits much to hard as he fucks me like a whore. I'm screaming, struggling, and trying to cry out for mercy. His hips are slapping my ass cheeks with hard, relentless pounding. He takes my head by my hair and pulls it back. He licks my face and tells me he hasn't even begun to fuck me. The harder and louder I try to fight and scream, the more he loves it. 

It seems like hours went by. The tape is still wrapped tightly around my face, gagging me. I'm in a pool of sweat and cum. I remember I like the feeling of being tape gagged. My ass and my nipples are very sore. Gary comes back with a refreshed attitude. He has a long black leather spanking paddle in his hand. I forgot I told him I'd like to spanked a little. 

Gary waits until I'm not ready for it. Then he pounces. Another hard spank. My ass cheeks are red and raw. This sucks!. But I like being dominated like this. I'm a mess, aren't I?

Next, he waits again. Then as he swats my ass with a full swing, he enters me hard and fast. I cringe and try to scream. He listens and tells me he really likes me moaning like a bitch. He pulls out. Another waiting period. Then another hard swat, and he enters me hard. Spank, fuck, spank, fuck. He doesn't stop. He can last like this forever, he tells me. I can't. 

He finishes in my ass after another hour of torment. He cuts my arms free and tells me to get the fuck out. I leave still gagged. I drive home crying and sore. It takes me a half hour to get the tape off my head. I'm never fucking doing that again.

I called Gary today.