Extended sentence - part three

Author: mj217
Title: Extended sentence - part three
Date: 09 December 2018

It was getting dark outside, or at least it looked to be. The curtains were closed but it was definitely darker in the room that it had been, there was no light getting through anymore. My ropes had been changed to cuffs. Tight fitting cuffs round my boots and a pair of handcuffs around my wrists. I was sitting on a metal chair, the handcuffs padlocked to the back of it and my boots still in their cuffs secured to the front chair legs with lengths of chain wrapped several times around the boot and chair leg and locked in place with a heavy padlock. At my knees was more chain, used to keep my legs apart and leaving my locked up cock exposed. The chain collar round my neck had been pulled back and clipped to the back of the chair. Struggling was now met with a reminder of how tight the collar was. I had been left with a dirty sock stuffed into my mouth through the head harness, and the flat mouth cover of the harness put in place so I couldn’t push the gag out, and a well used jock was wrapped around my head and positioned over my nose and the mouth of the harness. I was almost used to the stink of it after being sat so long, but I desperately wanted the fresh air again. I repeatedly started to dose off, being brought back to my senses each time by the collar, and I had no idea of the time.

He came back into the room turning on the light, “You stink pig, and I bet this feels like days to you, but you’ve got plenty of time left. I think it’s time for you to have your cock gag back in.”

He’d put the gag down between my legs on the chair, stepped back, undid his jeans and got out his cock. “I bet you’ve been wanting to do this all week” he grinned as he started to wank himself off. He made me watch as he got close and picked up the gag. Holding it so it ended up covered in his cum. Dripping in it, he used his hand to cover the entire gag with it before wiping off his hand through my hair. Removing the jock and taking the sock out from my mouth he brought the gag up close. “open your mouth pig, this is how you take your gag”. I tried to back away as much as I could, I clamped my mouth shut. He put one hand firmly on the back of my head, the other pushing the gag against my mouth, he pushed more and more, and the pressure got too much, once my mouth had opened slightly I had lost. He forced the gag into place, wedging my mouth open again against the jaw of the muzzle. In place he pulled the strap tight, securing the gag and slipping a lock in place. Every bit of that solid rubber cock had a coating of cum on it. It mixed with the other taste still in my mouth and stayed there. If I tried to talk, or moved my tongue I just found some more.

I was left to my thoughts. The metal chair I was cuffed to was uncomfortable, as was the plug that was still in place and had been since the start. If I quit maybe I could get out of the cb somehow, but I knew he would eventually manage to get me back into bondage and get me back to how I was now. I just had to keep going, keep taking it and get to the end. I moved my tongue to swallow and got a fresh taste of cum from the gag tight in my mouth. Another small wave of defeat and I hung my head.. noticing the small puddle of precum that had collected on the chair and the string that connected it to my locked up cock.