Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Stepping forward, I meet his eyes. He reaches up with his free hand and runs his thumb over my trembling lips. “Open up,” he commands.
I part my lips as wide as I can, and he places a gag in my mouth. I know enough about gags to know it’s an open mouth ring gag by the feel of the unforgiving leather that rests behind my top and bottom teeth. It pries my mouth wide open, making me whimper.
It’s a harness type by the straps that frame my nose, going over the top of my head, and another under my chin. Clear plastic covers the bottom half of my face and circles my open mouth as he pulls it tightly at the back and buckles it in place. I inhale sharply through my nose, and he tightens the second strap under my chin. It squishes my face, and I blink rapidly, trying to calm my racing heart.
“You’re going to wear this while we’re out.”
My eyes widen in understanding, and I shake my head. I can’t go out in public like this. What is he thinking? I begin to mumble unintelligible words and reach up to try to pull it free.
He grabs my wrists and shoves my hands down. “Don’t worry, Ash. No one will see you.”
How can he say that? He said we were leaving Carnage.
Picking up something on the bed, he places it inside my open mouth, and I go to step back, to pull away, but he places a hand on the back of my head to hold me in place. “Breathe through your nose for me, sweetheart,” he says as I feel the object in my mouth grow larger.
Panic grips my chest as I taste rubber. It feels like it’s getting bigger by the second, filling my mouth and pinning my tongue down.
“You’re doing great, Ash.” He assures me and both of his hands cup my face. “Once we get to where we’re going. I’ll deflate the gag.”
I blink, tears stinging my eyes while I remind myself to breathe through my nose.
“You look gorgeous, sweetheart.” He smiles, and I feel butterflies in my stomach. I lean into him, and my eyes grow heavy as I moan around the gag that fills my mouth. I wish it was him. “Such a pretty whore.” He praises me, and I try to swallow the saliva that pools at the back of my throat.
The plastic around my mouth already feels slippery from the drool I’m unable to swallow down. The inflatable gag is too big inside my mouth that when I try to push it out of the way, it won’t fit through the ring gag that rests behind my teeth. I’m powerless. All I can do is drool all over myself.
“Sit down,” he commands, and I fall back onto the side of the bed. “You’ll be okay. No one will see you. The gag will obviously keep you from talking.” He smirks, placing my legs into a pair of jeans. Thankfully, I already had a bandage on my brand from last night so my jeans won’t irritate it. Once they’re on, he grabs a helmet, and my heart beats wildly as I realize we’re going for a ride.
My ass clenches the plug that’s buried deep inside it. He slides the helmet onto my head and fastens the chin strap in place, locking me in.
He looks at me and smiles before he pushes the visor down. The sound of my heavy breathing fills my ears and slobber begins to leak from the corner of my lips. The leather from the straps are shoved into my cheeks and head due to how tight the helmet is. “Let’s go, sweetheart.”
SAINT
I get her riding boots and gloves and usher her downstairs. Ashtyn and I have been staying here since Tyson messaged me about her, but the guys have been staying at the house of Lords. As much as I want them here to have the extra help to protect her, we have to go on as if nothing happened. We have to complete our senior year. Although we never go to classes, we still have to act like nothing has changed.
Entering the garage, I see the guys already on their bikes. Laughing at one another.
They turn to face us and Kash smirks. “Look who’s getting out,” he says to Ashtyn and smiles when she has nothing to say.
She didn’t need to be gagged for this ride, but I have a plan for her. And I bet her cunt is dripping wet right now. And I don’t just mean from my cum. Ashtyn is the type of woman you’ve got to have an imagination with. She doesn’t like missionary or a quickie in the morning. She enjoys the foreplay, the degradation, the praise. You’ve got to surprise her. Keep her on her toes. She needs to be dominated. I like that she lets me do whatever I want with her. I have an endless number of ideas on how to get her worked up and begging to be fucked.