Thanks to lots of deep throat practice since the signing my Dom/sub contract, I got away with only gagging 4 times before he finished by jerking off on my nose and mouth. I didn’t even get a chance to say ‘ok’ and his cock was pumping in and out of my throat. “If you can handle five minutes of me fucking your face and gag less than 7 times, I’ll take the plug out of your ass.” Before the face fucking began he made me a deal. Once in place, he pushed his cock into my lips signalling to me to open wide. This got him hard so he propped up pillows on the headboard and dragged my helpless body up against the pillows. I started licking his balls and as he pushed his cock closer, I gave it a tongue bath too. He took off the headphones again, straddled my arms and chest and flopped out His cock and balls onto my chin and mouth. I was wide awake in complete darkness, trying to distract my thoughts from the plug invading my ass. It must have been about two hours later when he climbed back onto the bed. ![]() However, after about an hour of pleasure, my sphincter muscles started to ache from being constantly propped open. I’d tighten my hole and feel it rub against my prostate. Initially it felt pretty good stuffed inside me. It was the sensation of the fat plug up my ass that took all of my attention. I tried to find a groove of relaxation again after the interruption, and I never fully did. But there I was again in complete darkness, alone and at the mercy of His time and agenda. I was flipped onto my back again, and earphones applied, thankfully no gag. Getting my ass plugged was not an indication that he was done holding me in storage. He then wiped the jizz from the toy under my nose before pushing it up into my gut, keeping the cum plugged up my ass. A plug was grabbed from the nightstand and used to collected some of the cum dripping from my gaping cream filled hole. Not sure if it was the absolute control that had him cumming so quick or the understanding that it was impossible for me to breathe regardless, I was now filled with his seed. I was being asphyxiated, face down in a prone position and all I could do is lay the and accept the rough ploughing of my hole. ![]() As he neared ejaculation, he gripped the back of my head with both hands and smothered my face into the mattresses. Wouldn’t you like that pig?” “Yes Alpha.” I replied as I’ve been instructed to reply regardless of my desire for such predicaments. I’ll keep you here for days just feeding your ass loads of cum. He held Himself there for a minute, firmly planted and stretching my hole. He greases my pucker and in mere seconds, His cock is hilt deep, balls squishing into the base of my ass crack with each thrust. He was benevolent enough to return my hearing just in time to note the sound of the lube bottle pop open. It helps alleviate the pressure on my lungs, but it also props my ass in the air. He places a couple of pillows under my abdomen to jack knife my pelvis. The pressure on my chest makes breathing a far more arduous task. That is, until I realize where the hole has been made. A whoosh of cool air flows from the opening, and I momentary believe I may be granted freedom. He leans me onto my side and I feel him tearing a hole in the plastic and tape armour. My body and mind have been managing the captivity, but I would happily accept release and secretly pray for it. Though I have achieved a stasis of comfort, the abrupt awakening into this environment is a shock. Is he coming for me at all…I’m cocooned and warm…and it matters less and less. Every so often I snap back to the reality of my predicament, then slowly drift away again. Vivid random images appear that have no context or no meaning. Just that I have to wait in the darkness and silence he has orchestrated.Įventually, I give in to the sensory deprivation, and drift off. Then I’d have some concept of time, how long I’ve been here, and when he might come for me. I desperately want to be able to sense his presence at the very least know what is going on around me. My only escape from this storage is through Him. He has left and taken my right to move, see, or hear with Him. He leaves the room, turns off the light, and closes the door. ![]() Sight, sound, and mobility deprived, I am reduced to thoughts, feelings, grunts, and groans. He slips the headphones over my shiny covered ears then finishes his work by stuffing a pecker gag in my mouth and strapping it tight. The last words I hear him say “hope you are nice an comfy…gonna be here a while”. I’m tightly encased in layers of pallet wrap and duct tape from head to toe. ![]() He flops me onto the bed and drags me into the centre of the mattress.
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