Dildo gag Stories

“I think now’s a good time to take a break,” announced Chrissie. My tongue certainly needed some respite. I was released from my shackles and allowed to get up, with some assistance, as I had been in the same position for goodness knows how long. Helen and Nicola took an arm each, and raised me, like Dracula raising his latest conquest from her deathbed. I looked at the clock in the hall as I walked unsteadily to the bath...

My whole body ached, and my jaw throbbed painfully. I had been confined in a cage beneath the shade of a mighty oak tree for several hours. Thankfully, the weather was pleasant, with only a gentle breeze, and Captain Mighty's shade provided some relief. We ought to add a few cushions to the cage before using it again. The bottom was constructed from the same lightweight bars as the rest of the structure, a practical desig...

For my birthday, my husband had made me a facesitting throne. Knowing how much effort it took to make it, I suggested we might also use it for some femdom on our anniversary weekend. We had explored both sides of dominance, and this would be an occasion to go further. As usual, our anniversary celebration would be just the two of us at home. A few days before, we presented each other with relevant gifts. He gave me a dild...