The keeper - illustrated bondage story, part 23

It took a long, long time. Melissa was frozen in agonizing place, her muscles stretched to the tearing point as he thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. Her head moved farther and farther back, until he could no longer keep his forearm on her chin without choking her. only then did he grab her hair with that hand for balance -keeping the other frmly over her mouth. Then he thrust one last timer moving up on one elbow, and she started jerking as if she were having a ft. He felt his thick, white semen ejaculate into her just as her vagina muscles completely contracted. She fopped on the mattress, fngers scratching at the wall, moaning through the gag, sweat pouring down her face, and into her hair.

He collapsed on top of her just as she relaxed, feeling the waves of orgasm sweep through her.

They lay still for a short time, both breathing heavily, his hand still over her mouth. Then he felt her shaking beneath him. He looked up to see her crying; big clear tears rolling out of her eyes as she coughed and jerked her head back and forth on her neck with each wracking sob.

He held on as she stretched her body to the limit, seemingly trying to eject herself from the cellar, or eject the cellar from her. Then she collapsed again, still wracked with gagged sobs. He crawled up her body, kneeling with his knees on either side of her chest. He let his wet, drooping cock fop between her tits, which sent her into a renewed ft of sobbing.

“Come on now,” he chided quietly, his hand moving around her lips. “Time to gag you again. Time to keep you nice and quiet ....”

She shook her head, but he grabbed her chin, holding it painfully tight, and prying her teeth open. With one nimble grab, he pulled the sodden cloth from her mouth. For a split second, her lips were uncovered. “Don’t do this, why are you ... !” she started through her tears, her voice getting more strident and louder with each word as she raised her head. But then his hand was at her jaw again and she made a gurking sound as he forced the round red rubber ball between her lips.

She gagged as it popped behind her teeth, jerking in place as he held he back of her head with one hand and covered her mouth again with the other. Then he pushed her head back to the pillow, reached with the hand that had been behind her head, then started pushing strips of wider wet, gray tape across her lower face. It was the same stuff he had used on her before.

“Only this time,” he said, “you’re not going anywhere.” She struggled, but in vain. The tape went over her lips in an X, then he reinforced that with more horizontal strips, going from ear to ear and jawline to jawline.

Then he hopped off her to kneel beside her naked body. He rubbed his hands on the cum which had dribbled on her chest, moisturizing her tits with it as she contorted, screaming uselessly at him.