She felt something firm but soft, like a leather cuff, wrap around her wrist, and then pull tight as he fastened some straps. Her arms were stretched out and tied down. She still couldn’t see anything as her eyes had been dazzled by the torch, but she guessed he had some kind of bag of tools. “No! Or, don’t cooperate, and it will take longer, you’ll be stuck in that gag for fifteen minutes, and the end result will be the same, you get a mouthful of cum.”
Kate thought through her dilemma. He smeared some of it over her face, and licked it off his fingers. At last she was able to close her mouth again. “Suck it you little slut, you know you want to…” A constant stream of filthy talk came out of his mouth, telling her what to do, abusing her. But she couldn’t get rid of the taste of cum in her mouth, or the streak of it across her face.
