The hand crushed my lips against my teeth, hard, and I felt my head being pulled back into his shoulder. His other arm had pinned mine to my sides.
Helpless, I was forced down slowly to my knees, and then his weight sat upon my back. Just enough pressure to pin me, but never to inflict pain, squashing me against the floor. His muscular thighs straddled me, my arms now useless.
I saw his hand pick up the red ballgag. He moved it slowly in front of my mouth. Torturing me with the antsipation of the large gag being put into my mouth.
I thrashed my head from side to side but his hand was to strong. I bit into his palm and was about to cry out as the shiny latex ball was thrust firmly into my mouth.
He pressed the ball behind my teeth preventing me from spiting it out and quickly buckled the strap around my neck.
I fell silent as he quickly bound my hands and feet. He sat on my shins pushing them close to my buttocks as he lashed my arms to my feet.
My jaws ached as I whimpered into the gag, as I felt the helplessness of my situation for the first time. Yet for all the savagery of his actions, never did I feel as though he would hurt me, as my mind began to fantasise about being his captive