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Part 3 – Gagging Nicole Lee. free porn video
The sound of the American teen screaming into tape faded away and was cut off by the bang of the torture chamber door. The elder was left in a daze, his mind wandering into territories of torture and pain about to happen, wondering vaguely how long that poor girl would last in such a room. He forced his mind to return to the preparation room, where the only sounds left were the mewing and sobbing coming from the small Taiwanese girl, and the heavy breathing of the fat Indian r****t, who was leering at the terrified c***d while massaging his erect cock. She dared not look at him, knowing in her mind that he would be the one r****g her. The crone looked at the r****t and said, “Why don’t you stop touching yourself and come straddle this sweet thing here so she can’t squirm away from me hmmm?” She looked down at her, “And as for you…. you’re getting a bit too noisy my dear. Look at that tape gag, all wet and useless and not sticky anymore. Tsk Tsk Tsk. I really suppose it’s time to change that gag into something more….uncomfortable….hmmm?”
The Indian man was approaching the bed with glee before the crone stopped him. “NO, wait wait WAIT! Where’s the video camera?!” The crone looked at the elder, “perhaps you want to film this? Perhaps you can narrate something for her dear parents?” The girl let out a weak whimper, reminded somehow that she was probably never going to see home again. The elder was holding the phone of his white skinned brother and realized it could perhaps do. “No, no!” the crone yelled at him, get the high definition one! We want her parents to see every single thing we’re going to do to their innocent pet.” The elder left the room reluctantly to bring in the recording equipment. The Indian r****t was going ‘hee, hee, hee, hee’ licking his lips. The crone reached under the bed, pulled out a wrestling mask and put it on to disguise herself. She then proceeded to stroke the girls face, wiping away her tears rolled down her cheeks. Nicole was terrified looking up at the masked face. The mask had holes at the top that let clumps of witches’ hair stick through. There was a broad painted grin with razor teeth on the mask and oval red paint around the eyes. The real eyes that stared out of the hole was all black. The elder returned, aimed the camera at the bed, catching the length of the girl and the crone sitting behind holding the girls face with both her wrinkled hands. She was staring straight at the camera. The red light showed it was on and recording.
“Hello Mr and Mrs Lee! Greetings from the House of Ordeals! You must be shocked! To see your 18-year-old daughter tied up on the bed like this! By the time you receive this film, it would’ve been days since this recording, and god knows what has happened to your little girl! “ The crone looked at Nicole, “say hi to mommy and daddy!” She broke down immediately, crying noisily into the soiled tape-gag. The witch looked back to the camera, “ As you can see, she’s a little bit lost for words. She doesn’t quite know the kind of ordeals coming for her but I assure you, she’ s going to have lots and lots of cock! For an example!” She looked to the Indian b**st and said, “show her family your black mamba!”
The elder turned the camera and pointed it at the crotch of the b**st, he was already slipping his hands into the black thong and pulling out his throbbing, eel like penis that was quickly growing larger in his hands. He held it up to the camera, squeezing it and masturbating. Ugly veins ran along the side of the shaft, filling up with **** lust and blood rush. In the background, the crone went on, “Can you imagine, Mr Lee? That big, black disgusting thing slowly entering your daughter’s mouth? Slithering like a fat snake into your little girl’s tight, innocent vagina?” Gushing thick sticky sperm up her bleeding anus?
All that and much much more Mr and Mrs lee, we PROMISE you! And now…. for the event we’ve all been waiting for…”
The camera panned back to the girl on the bed, she was crying uncontrollably and the crone had clamped one hand over her mouth., squeezing her cheeks.
“We are going to shut your daughter up good and proper!”
The crone stood up, the camera followed. Her dark brown dress was now darker as it was soaked with fetid sweat running down her fat thighs. She grabbed the young girl’s shoulders and forced her to sit up, facing her r****t. “Come!” she commanded the r****t, he crawled unto the **** bed like a pig, his black cock and balls dangling out the sides of his thong, his mouth open, tongue salivating. The girl screamed, pushed against the bed away from him but bumped up against the sweating body of the crone behind her. The crone shoved her to the r****t, he caught her, grabbing the sides of her arms. He then turned her around roughly and pulled her to his body. He fell on his bum, bouncing the bed under his weight, spread his legs wide and hugged the struggling girl against his own sweaty body. Her arms, bound behind her with cable ties at the wrist and above the elbows were crushed against his heaving chest. She could feel his black lacy bra, his large unsightly breast pressed against her upper arms. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and clamped his huge right hand over her mouth. He pulled her head backwards and pressed it against his hairy chest, angled his own head and buried his face in her soft creamy neck. He snorted her flesh nosily.
He crossed his fat legs over her waist and torso and bent his knees to firmly pull her against him. His cock was rubbing against the back of her body, up against the fabric of her dress. He snorted her hair. “mmmmmmmm.” He said with relish, “ you smell so goooood.” The tip of his slimy tongue explored the insides of her right ear but she couldn’t even move or turn her head away. His arms and legs were like a terrible and powerful vice. A prey trapped by a predator. He kissed her ears and whispered hotly into her ear, “I bet your naked body smells better…” She moaned under the weight of his hand across her mouth. Tears rolling over his fingers.
All this was video recorded in close range for the family to watch. Close up of his dirty hairy underarms, his stretch marks on his bloated stomach, his face covered in black panty hose to distort all identity. A hole around his mouth area so his tongue could roam free. All this to show what a monster this man was and that this monster was going to slowly strip and **** their daughter.
Elder was horny just by filming.
The crone was standing on the bed, towering over the man and the small girl clamped to him. Such a contrast, a petite fair skinned girl in a white dress against an obese black man with black bra and thongs. He was nearly twice her size. She couldn’t fight him. The crone bent down into the girl’s face. “You ready for a lesson on how to effectively gag a teenage girl? Har har haar…” She held the girl’s jaw. “Step number one. Always, ALWAYS use mouth stuffing! Lots and lots of mouth stuffing! Why? We want to clog up your screams of course, because YOU my dear, “she wiped away Nicole’s tears with a thumb, “will be screaming quite a bit.” She released her grip on her jaw, “Always use material that can soak up the saliva! This way, when the material is dense with your spit, it muffles the screaming even more! We want you very muffled you see….and while we’re at it, the mouth stuffing should be something disgusting, something bitter and sour and sickening. It’s going to be clumped up and pressing down on your tongue for a very very long time, so it should be as uncomfortable and distressing and should taste horrible for you as much as possible. So now!” The crone clapped her hands with glee, “what could we POSSIBLY stuff into that little mouth of yours?” She pretended to think, the Indian r****t then said, “How long have you not showered Madame?”
“A few days, why?” The crone answered, playing along. The r****t grinned, “and how long have you not changed out of your sweaty underwear?”
The crone gave a big fake surprised look. “Oh you naughty naughty boy, giving me such ideas, but I think it’s perfect!”
The girl twisted and tried shaking her head beneath the hand over her face. She was catching on. She started making guttural noises of denial. The crone started doing a slow sexy dance in front of the terrified girl. She twisted and gyrated her hips as her hands slowly started hiking up her dirty brown dress. Her fat grotesque thighs were wet with sweat. She was wearing some kind of thick sweat tights over something bulky. In a disturbing way, she started humming an out of tune song while tugging and pulling down the tights, all the while stepping closer to the girl. She let the tights drop, exposing thick adult diapers. The r****t hugged the girl tighter to his body all the while going, “HUR HUR HUR, HUR HUR HUR” hot into her ears. She was trying to struggle, twisting and jerking uselessly in his grip. The crone stepped even closer while pulling off her own wet dress.
Her black pendulous breasts popped free and dangled like sagging fruits from a poisoned tree. Her body bathed and shined with dirty sweat. She tossed the dress away, and posed for the trembling girl. She started unfastening the diaper. “You should smell this…four days of sweat and juices, trapping the heat of my sour crotch, my thick panties heavy with my foul fluids, of piss and menstruating blood. A witch spell to increase your fear my dear, to increase your disgust and panic and terror. YOU SEE THIS MR AND MRS LEE!” She didn’t even look at the camera, she just let the diaper drop, falling upon the girl’s bound legs held down by the legs of the madman behind her. The witch exposed the reeking, beige cotton briefs plastered to her soggy crotch. The smell hit the girl immediately, almost making her vomit. The r****t took deep breaths, apparently turned on by this deranged event. He was rubbing his crotch into the small of the girl’s back.
“This is going to be very yummy my dear, but before you TASTE it, I want you to appreciate it’s deep disgusting stench while making me wet at the same time! Make me cum into your mouth packing Nicole Lee, make me cum with your face!”
With his powerful right hand, the r****t released his grip over her mouth, grabbed her hair at the back of her head then shoved the girl’s face into the stinking wet panty covered crotch of the obese woman. The girl screamed into the thick hairy crotch as the crone began rubbing her loose, foul vagina into the nose and mouth and cheeks of the poor girl. The crone slapped away the hand of the r****t and took over grabbing the girl’s hair so that she could control the pacing of her head movement. The crone spread her legs wide to open up her flesh and pressed the face deeper into her. The girl was suffocating, forced to take noisy snorts. The smell was unbearable. Almost immediately she felt like her face was catching a rash, the sourness reached into her throat and threated to pull out whatever half digested food she had in her stomach. Her nose felt like it was going to break as it was flattened and pulled and pushed against the disgusting organ. The crone was yelling and chanting, rubbing her crotch up and down and round and round and round into the panicking face. The r****t felt the girl buck and twist against him so he tightened his grip, almost cumming into her back.
“I’m coming!” the witch yelled, “I’m coming I’m coming!” She tightened her grip on the girls hair, the teen screamed, face already red raw from all that rubbing then she felt the squishing splurge of wet slime squirting from the deformed vagina.
Something of a terrible feeling clawed its way into the girl and amplified her nausea and terror. Her mind flooded with discordant images of herself tied taut and naked on a bed of nails while fat men climbed on top of her to **** her. She saw the face of her parents fading away into the black as the crone had one last orgasm. Then she pulled her body away, leaving a sticky mess that clung between the girl’s face and the crotch with fresh secretions. The discharge was red and yellowish and murky colored. The Elder zoomed in the camera to show the mess of the girl’s face.
“And now!“ The crone yelled, exhausted and heighted, “NOW you’re ready to have your MOUTH STUFFED!” She teased herself out of the panties, slowly rolling it down her fat stomach, down past the dripping crotch, exposing a mass of dense, gooey pubic hair. The inside part of the panties had a layer of slime on it, with obvious blood pooled and collected within it. It was a terrible sight. The girl had her eyes screwed shut, tears streaming, mind screaming, heavy breathing. The woman stepped out of her gift for the girl and let it dangle between the fingers, the garment sagging and heavy. She carefully turned the panties inside out so that the slime was on the outside. “Open your eyes Nicole!, OPEN YOUR MOOOOUTH!”
The r****t had the girl’s face clamped shut again with his hand, this time with his thumb and finger, he squeezed her nose shut while keeping his palms squashed against her mouth so no air could be taken in. The girl burst open her eyes at the sudden stoppage of oxygen and fought uselessly against the mad grip. He held on to her to what felt like eternal minutes, letting her fight, letting her use up the air she had trapped in her body, letting her almost pass out from asphyxiation. From the madness of those moments, Nicole saw the crone balling up the unwashed soiled panties in her hand. She made sure the girl was staring at the mess in the crotch in front of her face now, inches away. “Open up darling!”
Without warning, the r****t released his thumb and finger then ripped the wet tape from the girls’ mouth. Her first a****l instinct was to suck in as much air as she could. Her mouth burst open and the dirty panties was shoved in without mercy. The taste hit her immediately as the slime covered part was pushed down upon her tongue. Slowly and horribly, the crone began stuffing Nicole’s cheeks, pushing and prodding and pressing the large underwear in. She used both hands and fingers, digging into the cavity, making room to stuff some more, and pushing the panties into the insides of her cheeks, bit by bit by bit by bit. Nicole trashed, gagged, almost threw up, her stomach constricted, eyes rolled into her head, trying to turn away while the r****t repeated into her ear demonically, “Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy panties, yummy yummy yummy yummy panties!” She started screaming again, the only defense against the madness was screaming. She screamed into the mouth packing as it was slowly shoved deeper in. She could feel the thing at the back of her throat now, pushing against the back of her throat, causing her to cough. “ Good, good, good” the crone said, “gag reflex. Try not to swallow it, heh heh heh, just a bit more dear… just a bit moooore!” The last part was the elastic band of the panties going in. By this time, the girl’s mouth was full, cheeks bulging and swollen with the soiled thing, mouth locked open and distended jaws already starting to ache, tongue crushed and immobile in a pool of gunk, the roof of her mouth sore. Her head felt like it was going to burst from the pressure of all that stuffing. Her ears rang. “There!” The crone finally said, “All in! See? Took a bit of work but you did it! Good girl!” The man’s hand clamped down over the stuffing and her lips, holding everything in while the naked witch climbed off the bed to fetch some things. “That was just part one of an effective gag my dear! Now, here comes part two and three and four!”
She returned with four long black cable ties, a roll of black industrial tape and a 4-inch wide band made from thick rubber. She dropped everything else on the bed except the first cable tie. “This my dear, “she introduced, “ will be used to strap your mouth stuffing in!” The r****t held her jaw and head in place as the crone used both hands to jam the cable tie across the center part of Nicole’s stuffed mouth, curled the plastic strip around her head, threaded the heavy duty plastic tie into the loop at the back then pulled it shut mercilessly. It zipped up tightly, almost cutting into cheeks of the girl. The crone tugged harder, making sure it was very tight. The first tie locked the mouth stuffing in so tightly that the stuffing bulged a little over and below the center tie. She then proceeded with the next cable tie. She pushed it against the upper part of the stuffing, threaded it again and zipped it tight. This forced the panties in harder. A third tie locked in the lower portion of the balled up stuffing. It was impossible now, for Nicole to push out the stuffing with her tongue. It was secured cruelly in place. The last of the cable tie went just above the first and central tie and was pulled tight. Four cable ties to hold in one mouth stuffing.
The crone stepped back and was proud of her work. The gag was good but not good enough. “There, nice and secure. And now, for the third part of your gag…” She picked up the roll of industrial tape. It was wide enough to cover a mouth from just below the nose to near bottom of the chin, with extra strong adhesive. Three to four times more than normal duct tape. Double backed and water proofed so no amount of saliva or tears or cum splattered on her face would loosen it. The crone peeled off the edge and ripped open a length of it, without tearing it off. “Now my dear, “ she said, positioning herself in front of Nicole, “I’m going to wrap your lower face shut ok? We’re going to seal up that mouth of yours so nothing can escape. Are you ok with this? Means you can’t eat, you can’t drink, you can’t vomit, can’t speak, and the only thing you can do is chew on my dirty underwear in your mouth. Is that ok? Of course it is. You are meant to be seen, stripped, fucked, tortured, beaten and sodomized. Not heard or listened to. You understand? Now now, stop crying, you’ll choke. Are we ready? Yes we are, yes we are…”
The r****t used both his hands to press down Nicole’s head and push up her jaw, compacting the panties in her mouth. The crone ripped more tape from the roll and plastered it across Nicole’s mouth packing and tight cable ties. Her mouth was not complete closed because of the bulk of the panties so the 4inch strip barely hid the lips. The witch pressed the tape firmly into Nicole’s face, rubbing the loose end into her right cheek. The pressure flattened half of her lips. The roll went tightly around the left side of her face, across the back of her skull and up front again, across the first layer of tape to force in the packing. The crone wound the strong tape around once more, the second layer crushing down all flesh beneath Nicole’s nose. The third, tight round went over the flesh just above her chin, pushing in the mouth packing more if that was even possible, sealing her lower lip. Elders’ hands were shaking while filming in close up. He loved the gagging of young girls, especially in such a merciless, cruel way. The sound of tape ripping, the sound of mewing and sobbing getting more and more muffled made him hard and terribly excited. A fourth round of tape wrapping was applied with even greater pressure, forcing Nicole’s cheeks to bulge under the immense tightness. The blood pressure in her head increased, face turning red as a fifth round buried the first four rounds of tape underneath. The crone ended with a final sixth round of tape, just to make sure. Finally, the tape was torn and plastered down behind Nicole’s head. Tossing the tape aside, The crone used both thumbs to massage down the cruel layers.
“And now, for the grand finale, “ she said, picking up the 4 inch wide black band.” With great strength she pulled the band wide enough and slipped it over Nicole’s head. When the band was halfway down her face, the crone purposely released it and it snapped shut around her nose like a trap. Immediately, she could not breathe. The r****t pushed the girl forward and got out of the way, letting Nicole fall back down onto the bed. She trashed, a choked, barely audible noise escaped her throat. She bucked frantically, twisting her face into the bed hoping to push off the band that crushed down her nose. She tossed her head back in panic, veins standing out on her neck. Not a sliver of air was entering her.
“Very good!” The Crone said, “This ensures that your mouth is truly sealed and the band is truly tight enough!” The r****t climbed on top of Nicole and straddled her stomach, his ungodly weight pinning her down, forcing the last remnants of air out of her stomach but with no where to go. She could not breathe in nor force out any air through her sealed face. Her bladder almost burst, her entire body pressurized and contracted. She was almost passing out. Her eyes went wide and full of inhuman panic. “Try to breaaaatheeee.” He teased, taking deep noisy breaths himself to emphasize his disturbing humor. “Ahhhhhh…” he released then sucked in more air with relish, “such fresh beautiful air! Can you feel it Nikki?” blood was rushing in her head, her lungs screaming for life as he started rubbing his cock on her stomach, pushing her dress up and down her body. Her vision was turning black, her life flashed before her eyes but before she could truly lose consciousness, the r****t grabbed the tight ends of the band and tugged it forcefully down, letting her nose pop free. He adjusted the band around her lower face as she greedily sucked precious oxygen through her flaring nostrils. But it was hard to breathe in enough because of the weight of his body on her stomach. She felt every breath as only half or even a quarter breath. She hyperventilated and it made her dizzy, almost about the puke again. He playfully snapped the thick band across her tape wrapped mouth, checking the tension. It was incredibly tight, squeezing her lower face in without remorse. She was heaving and grunting. The crone was laughing, snapping pictures of Nicole’s gagged face with the camera phone. “Now THAT is what I call a gag!” She gleamed, showing one picture to Nicole. “See how your lower face is contracted in? Nice and tight and soundless! Shall we sound check?”
As if on command, the r****t who was still straddling her, pinched both her breast through her dress and bra and twisted her nipples mercilessly. Nicole arched her back, screamed with eyes screwed shut but only a distant howl came from somewhere in her throat. The noise barely audible from outside the room.
“No one is going to hear you now!!!!” The r****t said with glee. He bent his body down and devoured her neck, she squirmed and screamed uselessly some more as he continued rubbing himself on her body.
“You ready for fucky fucky?” he said repeatedly into her ear, “fucky fucky fucky fucky!” He slobbered her neck some more. In the background, the crone laughed and cheered. The filming carried on. “Fucky fucky fucky!” She cried nosily into her inhuman gag.
He suddenly stopped humping her stomach and held her face both hands. He stared down into it. He was breathing heavily. Her eyebrows arched upwards with intense fear. He lowered his face to hers and he playfully rubbed his nose against hers. He licked her tears streaming down her face and over her gag. He licked her left eye, then her right eye. She could smell his rancid breath, his saliva leaving a stench on her skin. Her curled his tongue into her nostrils, letting his brown spit pool into her nose. She could not turn away from disgust as he held her head firmly. “I’m going to lick every inch of your sweet body,” he teased, but first…” he grinned in her face, “we should start getting rid of your dress…very slowly… Oh, oh, I can’t wait…” he kissed her gagged mouth three times. Kissed her forehead, kissed her eyes, “I can’t wait to see you in your little bra and panties….”
The Indian man was approaching the bed with glee before the crone stopped him. “NO, wait wait WAIT! Where’s the video camera?!” The crone looked at the elder, “perhaps you want to film this? Perhaps you can narrate something for her dear parents?” The girl let out a weak whimper, reminded somehow that she was probably never going to see home again. The elder was holding the phone of his white skinned brother and realized it could perhaps do. “No, no!” the crone yelled at him, get the high definition one! We want her parents to see every single thing we’re going to do to their innocent pet.” The elder left the room reluctantly to bring in the recording equipment. The Indian r****t was going ‘hee, hee, hee, hee’ licking his lips. The crone reached under the bed, pulled out a wrestling mask and put it on to disguise herself. She then proceeded to stroke the girls face, wiping away her tears rolled down her cheeks. Nicole was terrified looking up at the masked face. The mask had holes at the top that let clumps of witches’ hair stick through. There was a broad painted grin with razor teeth on the mask and oval red paint around the eyes. The real eyes that stared out of the hole was all black. The elder returned, aimed the camera at the bed, catching the length of the girl and the crone sitting behind holding the girls face with both her wrinkled hands. She was staring straight at the camera. The red light showed it was on and recording.
“Hello Mr and Mrs Lee! Greetings from the House of Ordeals! You must be shocked! To see your 18-year-old daughter tied up on the bed like this! By the time you receive this film, it would’ve been days since this recording, and god knows what has happened to your little girl! “ The crone looked at Nicole, “say hi to mommy and daddy!” She broke down immediately, crying noisily into the soiled tape-gag. The witch looked back to the camera, “ As you can see, she’s a little bit lost for words. She doesn’t quite know the kind of ordeals coming for her but I assure you, she’ s going to have lots and lots of cock! For an example!” She looked to the Indian b**st and said, “show her family your black mamba!”
The elder turned the camera and pointed it at the crotch of the b**st, he was already slipping his hands into the black thong and pulling out his throbbing, eel like penis that was quickly growing larger in his hands. He held it up to the camera, squeezing it and masturbating. Ugly veins ran along the side of the shaft, filling up with **** lust and blood rush. In the background, the crone went on, “Can you imagine, Mr Lee? That big, black disgusting thing slowly entering your daughter’s mouth? Slithering like a fat snake into your little girl’s tight, innocent vagina?” Gushing thick sticky sperm up her bleeding anus?
All that and much much more Mr and Mrs lee, we PROMISE you! And now…. for the event we’ve all been waiting for…”
The camera panned back to the girl on the bed, she was crying uncontrollably and the crone had clamped one hand over her mouth., squeezing her cheeks.
“We are going to shut your daughter up good and proper!”
The crone stood up, the camera followed. Her dark brown dress was now darker as it was soaked with fetid sweat running down her fat thighs. She grabbed the young girl’s shoulders and forced her to sit up, facing her r****t. “Come!” she commanded the r****t, he crawled unto the **** bed like a pig, his black cock and balls dangling out the sides of his thong, his mouth open, tongue salivating. The girl screamed, pushed against the bed away from him but bumped up against the sweating body of the crone behind her. The crone shoved her to the r****t, he caught her, grabbing the sides of her arms. He then turned her around roughly and pulled her to his body. He fell on his bum, bouncing the bed under his weight, spread his legs wide and hugged the struggling girl against his own sweaty body. Her arms, bound behind her with cable ties at the wrist and above the elbows were crushed against his heaving chest. She could feel his black lacy bra, his large unsightly breast pressed against her upper arms. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and clamped his huge right hand over her mouth. He pulled her head backwards and pressed it against his hairy chest, angled his own head and buried his face in her soft creamy neck. He snorted her flesh nosily.
He crossed his fat legs over her waist and torso and bent his knees to firmly pull her against him. His cock was rubbing against the back of her body, up against the fabric of her dress. He snorted her hair. “mmmmmmmm.” He said with relish, “ you smell so goooood.” The tip of his slimy tongue explored the insides of her right ear but she couldn’t even move or turn her head away. His arms and legs were like a terrible and powerful vice. A prey trapped by a predator. He kissed her ears and whispered hotly into her ear, “I bet your naked body smells better…” She moaned under the weight of his hand across her mouth. Tears rolling over his fingers.
All this was video recorded in close range for the family to watch. Close up of his dirty hairy underarms, his stretch marks on his bloated stomach, his face covered in black panty hose to distort all identity. A hole around his mouth area so his tongue could roam free. All this to show what a monster this man was and that this monster was going to slowly strip and **** their daughter.
Elder was horny just by filming.
The crone was standing on the bed, towering over the man and the small girl clamped to him. Such a contrast, a petite fair skinned girl in a white dress against an obese black man with black bra and thongs. He was nearly twice her size. She couldn’t fight him. The crone bent down into the girl’s face. “You ready for a lesson on how to effectively gag a teenage girl? Har har haar…” She held the girl’s jaw. “Step number one. Always, ALWAYS use mouth stuffing! Lots and lots of mouth stuffing! Why? We want to clog up your screams of course, because YOU my dear, “she wiped away Nicole’s tears with a thumb, “will be screaming quite a bit.” She released her grip on her jaw, “Always use material that can soak up the saliva! This way, when the material is dense with your spit, it muffles the screaming even more! We want you very muffled you see….and while we’re at it, the mouth stuffing should be something disgusting, something bitter and sour and sickening. It’s going to be clumped up and pressing down on your tongue for a very very long time, so it should be as uncomfortable and distressing and should taste horrible for you as much as possible. So now!” The crone clapped her hands with glee, “what could we POSSIBLY stuff into that little mouth of yours?” She pretended to think, the Indian r****t then said, “How long have you not showered Madame?”
“A few days, why?” The crone answered, playing along. The r****t grinned, “and how long have you not changed out of your sweaty underwear?”
The crone gave a big fake surprised look. “Oh you naughty naughty boy, giving me such ideas, but I think it’s perfect!”
The girl twisted and tried shaking her head beneath the hand over her face. She was catching on. She started making guttural noises of denial. The crone started doing a slow sexy dance in front of the terrified girl. She twisted and gyrated her hips as her hands slowly started hiking up her dirty brown dress. Her fat grotesque thighs were wet with sweat. She was wearing some kind of thick sweat tights over something bulky. In a disturbing way, she started humming an out of tune song while tugging and pulling down the tights, all the while stepping closer to the girl. She let the tights drop, exposing thick adult diapers. The r****t hugged the girl tighter to his body all the while going, “HUR HUR HUR, HUR HUR HUR” hot into her ears. She was trying to struggle, twisting and jerking uselessly in his grip. The crone stepped even closer while pulling off her own wet dress.
Her black pendulous breasts popped free and dangled like sagging fruits from a poisoned tree. Her body bathed and shined with dirty sweat. She tossed the dress away, and posed for the trembling girl. She started unfastening the diaper. “You should smell this…four days of sweat and juices, trapping the heat of my sour crotch, my thick panties heavy with my foul fluids, of piss and menstruating blood. A witch spell to increase your fear my dear, to increase your disgust and panic and terror. YOU SEE THIS MR AND MRS LEE!” She didn’t even look at the camera, she just let the diaper drop, falling upon the girl’s bound legs held down by the legs of the madman behind her. The witch exposed the reeking, beige cotton briefs plastered to her soggy crotch. The smell hit the girl immediately, almost making her vomit. The r****t took deep breaths, apparently turned on by this deranged event. He was rubbing his crotch into the small of the girl’s back.
“This is going to be very yummy my dear, but before you TASTE it, I want you to appreciate it’s deep disgusting stench while making me wet at the same time! Make me cum into your mouth packing Nicole Lee, make me cum with your face!”
With his powerful right hand, the r****t released his grip over her mouth, grabbed her hair at the back of her head then shoved the girl’s face into the stinking wet panty covered crotch of the obese woman. The girl screamed into the thick hairy crotch as the crone began rubbing her loose, foul vagina into the nose and mouth and cheeks of the poor girl. The crone slapped away the hand of the r****t and took over grabbing the girl’s hair so that she could control the pacing of her head movement. The crone spread her legs wide to open up her flesh and pressed the face deeper into her. The girl was suffocating, forced to take noisy snorts. The smell was unbearable. Almost immediately she felt like her face was catching a rash, the sourness reached into her throat and threated to pull out whatever half digested food she had in her stomach. Her nose felt like it was going to break as it was flattened and pulled and pushed against the disgusting organ. The crone was yelling and chanting, rubbing her crotch up and down and round and round and round into the panicking face. The r****t felt the girl buck and twist against him so he tightened his grip, almost cumming into her back.
“I’m coming!” the witch yelled, “I’m coming I’m coming!” She tightened her grip on the girls hair, the teen screamed, face already red raw from all that rubbing then she felt the squishing splurge of wet slime squirting from the deformed vagina.
Something of a terrible feeling clawed its way into the girl and amplified her nausea and terror. Her mind flooded with discordant images of herself tied taut and naked on a bed of nails while fat men climbed on top of her to **** her. She saw the face of her parents fading away into the black as the crone had one last orgasm. Then she pulled her body away, leaving a sticky mess that clung between the girl’s face and the crotch with fresh secretions. The discharge was red and yellowish and murky colored. The Elder zoomed in the camera to show the mess of the girl’s face.
“And now!“ The crone yelled, exhausted and heighted, “NOW you’re ready to have your MOUTH STUFFED!” She teased herself out of the panties, slowly rolling it down her fat stomach, down past the dripping crotch, exposing a mass of dense, gooey pubic hair. The inside part of the panties had a layer of slime on it, with obvious blood pooled and collected within it. It was a terrible sight. The girl had her eyes screwed shut, tears streaming, mind screaming, heavy breathing. The woman stepped out of her gift for the girl and let it dangle between the fingers, the garment sagging and heavy. She carefully turned the panties inside out so that the slime was on the outside. “Open your eyes Nicole!, OPEN YOUR MOOOOUTH!”
The r****t had the girl’s face clamped shut again with his hand, this time with his thumb and finger, he squeezed her nose shut while keeping his palms squashed against her mouth so no air could be taken in. The girl burst open her eyes at the sudden stoppage of oxygen and fought uselessly against the mad grip. He held on to her to what felt like eternal minutes, letting her fight, letting her use up the air she had trapped in her body, letting her almost pass out from asphyxiation. From the madness of those moments, Nicole saw the crone balling up the unwashed soiled panties in her hand. She made sure the girl was staring at the mess in the crotch in front of her face now, inches away. “Open up darling!”
Without warning, the r****t released his thumb and finger then ripped the wet tape from the girls’ mouth. Her first a****l instinct was to suck in as much air as she could. Her mouth burst open and the dirty panties was shoved in without mercy. The taste hit her immediately as the slime covered part was pushed down upon her tongue. Slowly and horribly, the crone began stuffing Nicole’s cheeks, pushing and prodding and pressing the large underwear in. She used both hands and fingers, digging into the cavity, making room to stuff some more, and pushing the panties into the insides of her cheeks, bit by bit by bit by bit. Nicole trashed, gagged, almost threw up, her stomach constricted, eyes rolled into her head, trying to turn away while the r****t repeated into her ear demonically, “Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy panties, yummy yummy yummy yummy panties!” She started screaming again, the only defense against the madness was screaming. She screamed into the mouth packing as it was slowly shoved deeper in. She could feel the thing at the back of her throat now, pushing against the back of her throat, causing her to cough. “ Good, good, good” the crone said, “gag reflex. Try not to swallow it, heh heh heh, just a bit more dear… just a bit moooore!” The last part was the elastic band of the panties going in. By this time, the girl’s mouth was full, cheeks bulging and swollen with the soiled thing, mouth locked open and distended jaws already starting to ache, tongue crushed and immobile in a pool of gunk, the roof of her mouth sore. Her head felt like it was going to burst from the pressure of all that stuffing. Her ears rang. “There!” The crone finally said, “All in! See? Took a bit of work but you did it! Good girl!” The man’s hand clamped down over the stuffing and her lips, holding everything in while the naked witch climbed off the bed to fetch some things. “That was just part one of an effective gag my dear! Now, here comes part two and three and four!”
She returned with four long black cable ties, a roll of black industrial tape and a 4-inch wide band made from thick rubber. She dropped everything else on the bed except the first cable tie. “This my dear, “she introduced, “ will be used to strap your mouth stuffing in!” The r****t held her jaw and head in place as the crone used both hands to jam the cable tie across the center part of Nicole’s stuffed mouth, curled the plastic strip around her head, threaded the heavy duty plastic tie into the loop at the back then pulled it shut mercilessly. It zipped up tightly, almost cutting into cheeks of the girl. The crone tugged harder, making sure it was very tight. The first tie locked the mouth stuffing in so tightly that the stuffing bulged a little over and below the center tie. She then proceeded with the next cable tie. She pushed it against the upper part of the stuffing, threaded it again and zipped it tight. This forced the panties in harder. A third tie locked in the lower portion of the balled up stuffing. It was impossible now, for Nicole to push out the stuffing with her tongue. It was secured cruelly in place. The last of the cable tie went just above the first and central tie and was pulled tight. Four cable ties to hold in one mouth stuffing.
The crone stepped back and was proud of her work. The gag was good but not good enough. “There, nice and secure. And now, for the third part of your gag…” She picked up the roll of industrial tape. It was wide enough to cover a mouth from just below the nose to near bottom of the chin, with extra strong adhesive. Three to four times more than normal duct tape. Double backed and water proofed so no amount of saliva or tears or cum splattered on her face would loosen it. The crone peeled off the edge and ripped open a length of it, without tearing it off. “Now my dear, “ she said, positioning herself in front of Nicole, “I’m going to wrap your lower face shut ok? We’re going to seal up that mouth of yours so nothing can escape. Are you ok with this? Means you can’t eat, you can’t drink, you can’t vomit, can’t speak, and the only thing you can do is chew on my dirty underwear in your mouth. Is that ok? Of course it is. You are meant to be seen, stripped, fucked, tortured, beaten and sodomized. Not heard or listened to. You understand? Now now, stop crying, you’ll choke. Are we ready? Yes we are, yes we are…”
The r****t used both his hands to press down Nicole’s head and push up her jaw, compacting the panties in her mouth. The crone ripped more tape from the roll and plastered it across Nicole’s mouth packing and tight cable ties. Her mouth was not complete closed because of the bulk of the panties so the 4inch strip barely hid the lips. The witch pressed the tape firmly into Nicole’s face, rubbing the loose end into her right cheek. The pressure flattened half of her lips. The roll went tightly around the left side of her face, across the back of her skull and up front again, across the first layer of tape to force in the packing. The crone wound the strong tape around once more, the second layer crushing down all flesh beneath Nicole’s nose. The third, tight round went over the flesh just above her chin, pushing in the mouth packing more if that was even possible, sealing her lower lip. Elders’ hands were shaking while filming in close up. He loved the gagging of young girls, especially in such a merciless, cruel way. The sound of tape ripping, the sound of mewing and sobbing getting more and more muffled made him hard and terribly excited. A fourth round of tape wrapping was applied with even greater pressure, forcing Nicole’s cheeks to bulge under the immense tightness. The blood pressure in her head increased, face turning red as a fifth round buried the first four rounds of tape underneath. The crone ended with a final sixth round of tape, just to make sure. Finally, the tape was torn and plastered down behind Nicole’s head. Tossing the tape aside, The crone used both thumbs to massage down the cruel layers.
“And now, for the grand finale, “ she said, picking up the 4 inch wide black band.” With great strength she pulled the band wide enough and slipped it over Nicole’s head. When the band was halfway down her face, the crone purposely released it and it snapped shut around her nose like a trap. Immediately, she could not breathe. The r****t pushed the girl forward and got out of the way, letting Nicole fall back down onto the bed. She trashed, a choked, barely audible noise escaped her throat. She bucked frantically, twisting her face into the bed hoping to push off the band that crushed down her nose. She tossed her head back in panic, veins standing out on her neck. Not a sliver of air was entering her.
“Very good!” The Crone said, “This ensures that your mouth is truly sealed and the band is truly tight enough!” The r****t climbed on top of Nicole and straddled her stomach, his ungodly weight pinning her down, forcing the last remnants of air out of her stomach but with no where to go. She could not breathe in nor force out any air through her sealed face. Her bladder almost burst, her entire body pressurized and contracted. She was almost passing out. Her eyes went wide and full of inhuman panic. “Try to breaaaatheeee.” He teased, taking deep noisy breaths himself to emphasize his disturbing humor. “Ahhhhhh…” he released then sucked in more air with relish, “such fresh beautiful air! Can you feel it Nikki?” blood was rushing in her head, her lungs screaming for life as he started rubbing his cock on her stomach, pushing her dress up and down her body. Her vision was turning black, her life flashed before her eyes but before she could truly lose consciousness, the r****t grabbed the tight ends of the band and tugged it forcefully down, letting her nose pop free. He adjusted the band around her lower face as she greedily sucked precious oxygen through her flaring nostrils. But it was hard to breathe in enough because of the weight of his body on her stomach. She felt every breath as only half or even a quarter breath. She hyperventilated and it made her dizzy, almost about the puke again. He playfully snapped the thick band across her tape wrapped mouth, checking the tension. It was incredibly tight, squeezing her lower face in without remorse. She was heaving and grunting. The crone was laughing, snapping pictures of Nicole’s gagged face with the camera phone. “Now THAT is what I call a gag!” She gleamed, showing one picture to Nicole. “See how your lower face is contracted in? Nice and tight and soundless! Shall we sound check?”
As if on command, the r****t who was still straddling her, pinched both her breast through her dress and bra and twisted her nipples mercilessly. Nicole arched her back, screamed with eyes screwed shut but only a distant howl came from somewhere in her throat. The noise barely audible from outside the room.
“No one is going to hear you now!!!!” The r****t said with glee. He bent his body down and devoured her neck, she squirmed and screamed uselessly some more as he continued rubbing himself on her body.
“You ready for fucky fucky?” he said repeatedly into her ear, “fucky fucky fucky fucky!” He slobbered her neck some more. In the background, the crone laughed and cheered. The filming carried on. “Fucky fucky fucky!” She cried nosily into her inhuman gag.
He suddenly stopped humping her stomach and held her face both hands. He stared down into it. He was breathing heavily. Her eyebrows arched upwards with intense fear. He lowered his face to hers and he playfully rubbed his nose against hers. He licked her tears streaming down her face and over her gag. He licked her left eye, then her right eye. She could smell his rancid breath, his saliva leaving a stench on her skin. Her curled his tongue into her nostrils, letting his brown spit pool into her nose. She could not turn away from disgust as he held her head firmly. “I’m going to lick every inch of your sweet body,” he teased, but first…” he grinned in her face, “we should start getting rid of your dress…very slowly… Oh, oh, I can’t wait…” he kissed her gagged mouth three times. Kissed her forehead, kissed her eyes, “I can’t wait to see you in your little bra and panties….”
Lesley
- 19.02.2022
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