My Monster
My Monster A bead of sweat rolled down my temple as I listened to myself heavy breathinginside my own head. My jaw, sore from being held open in such an unnaturalposition. I could feel saliva pooling in my mouth, as its overflow gently passedthrough the ring gag, landing on the floor just below my upheld chin. I triedto swallow and stop it with my tongue, but it was of no use. There was a strapattached to the top of the head harness, efficiently holding my head back uncomfortably,but I...