8 8 10 2 44am Find me please find me
(not a story for real, find me)Writhing, pulling on the cuffs over my head. Begging.The tube on the gag was hard. My small lips forced around it. I couldn’t really make very good gag talk. But put my tongue through the tube and suddenly drool was everywhere. I felt it slide down my chin. Some hit my chest, some my blouse. I moaned pathetically. I saw what you all you sent me. Telling me how bad I am. A naughty girl. A slut and a whore. Some of you told me how you wanted to do me. ...