Tied
Tied by Unknown Marta led me to the cedar chest at the foot of the bed. She didn't have to order me to kneel, just the pressure of her hands on my shoulders was enough to cause me to slowly drop onto my knee's. I watched her tie a cord to the hasp where a large padlock hung, then she quickly ran the cord through the hole in the end of the cock-gag that protruded from my stretched lips. I could feel the straps pulling at the back of my head as she tightened the cord. ...