Quiet. I like you better like this. No more talking, no more excuses, no more of those little nervous sounds you make. Just you, silent and obedient, and me, deciding what happens next. Is that not so much better?
I love gagging because it takes away your last defense. Your words. You cannot talk your way out of anything. You cannot negotiate, you cannot distract me, you cannot do anything except feel. And feeling, my dear, is the whole point.
I will describe it for you in detail. The way I hold it up in front of your face and make you open wide. The way I secure it nice and snug, checking to make sure it is perfect. The way your eyes go wide when you realize you are truly, completely silenced. I love that look. I collect those looks.
Once you are quiet, everything gets more intense. Every touch feels bigger. Every sound I make goes straight through you. You become so focused, so present, so utterly mine. I will tease you mercilessly while you sit there unable to do anything but take it, and your muffled little sounds will tell me exactly how much you are loving it. I have learned to read those sounds like a language, and you are about to become very fluent.
I might combine it with bondage for the full experience. Helpless and voiceless, completely at my mercy. Or I might keep it simple, just the gag and my voice in your ear, telling you exactly what I think of you and exactly what I am going to do. Either way, you will not be talking back. That is the rule.
There is also something delicious about the drool. Do not be embarrassed. It happens, and I find it incredibly endearing, in a pathetic sort of way. I will wipe your chin for you, nice and slow, and I will tell you how adorable you look all messy and helpless. Then I will put the gag right back in, because we were not done.
When I finally take it off, I expect two words from you. Thank you. And you will mean it, because the silence will have taught you exactly how precious my attention is. You will have learned a lesson you will never forget. Call the dispatcher and ask for Ares. Come be quiet for me. I insist.
- Ares