Fuck, gagged again!I could my moans and outbursts echoing around the small chamber even though there was padding everywhere. Gay sex He moves close to me. He pushed and grunted and grabbed my ‘tits’ so hard they were red and sore until Thursday. I don’t remember him taking me home. And I’m going to be. He is moving toward me faster than I am backing up. The door closes behind him. But they were actually a nice reminder that it had all really happened. His hands start to grab and grope my panties and bra. he said he could fulfill my fantasy for me. I can feel the blood rushing from my face. It’s lined with thick heavy padding like a prison cell for crazy patients. We had been texting and I was supposed to be in panties and a corset from my mom’s closet. He has a delivery for me. I’m sweating. We had been texting and I was supposed to be in panties and a corset from my mom’s closet. I’m lying on the soft, thick flooring, in a silent, padded cell, dressed like a pathetic slut, cuffed and tightly gagged.
