
What happened during the initial talks would be me gagging myself in numerous ways and sending a pic to him. Which is what we decided to do. To keep him satiated for a time, he told me he wanted to have pics of a gagging process, weAring nothing but a cowboy hat and a black jockstrap. I was happy to oblige. The orders were to stuff a gauze pad in my mouth, do a cleave gag, wrap white tape around my mouth 4 times, and followed by 4 wraps of extra wide silver tape that covered the entire lower face.
930 pm comes around and Im dressed for the occasion. With the black cowboy hat and matching jock, I get the camera and materials ready. I took a white folded gauze pad and carefully stuffed it inside my mouth. I am already excited as the fabric settles on my tongue. Without my dad's ties, I resort to trying a long tube sock. And boy, was it tight. The sock forms between my teeth and lips and my cheeks clench as I pull tight to get a small knot in the back. MMMpH is starting to become a habit. Knowing I wasn't done, my loins jump as the sticky release of white duct tape goes off the roll. I press the beginning of the roll to my lips and I begin. 1, 2, 3, and 4 wraps and the tops of my cheeks slightly bulge as the tape presses the cleave and gauze deep into my mouth. Finally, I pull out the extra wide silver duct tape, so wide it goes under the chin. 1, 2, 3, and 4 wraps later, my entire lower face is covered. I pres the tape to my face, making sure it stays on. The smell of it under my nose just drives my blood. MMMph is all I can say. I take the pics, send them off, and I was supposed to be the end.
On a whim, I decode to call him. "hello", he responds. "MMMph," I say in response. He seems confused in response and I MMMph again. Finally, "Oh, I see now. You are gagged aren't you boy?". "MMMph".
"Nice. Did you send pics?". After I say yes (well, as much as I possibly could) he tells me he is going to test my limits. "if you have the red tape I gave you, wrap it over your mouth 4 times into your hair. Do you understand?"
"MMmph!"
"w
What was that boy?"
MMMph
"Get going.". And so I wrap the red tape completely over the silver, my lips pressurized under it. I know he is listening to my muffled sounds and the ripping of the tape and is getting excited over it. I take a pic and get in the phone, my mmmph's more muffled than before. I confirm that I have done what he asked. "Now, do you have the white and regular sized silver?" I knob an affirmative, though it is slightly high- pitched as I think there is no possible way he wants more. "4 times each; now!". MMMMPPPH! "do it boy.". My member is now straining against the thin fabric of the jock with the straps pulled under my ass. "Did you hear me boy?" MMMph. "make sure I can hear everything."
As I start the now 8 roll wraparound, I think that this is the most tape I have had on ever. Every added layer makes my heart beat faster. Every white pass makes my cock jolt. Every silver travel presses the cleave and stuffer further than ever. Afterwards, the 20 layer masterpiece makes my face wider. Shivering, I pick the phone back up knowing he is grinning himself silly at my escapades. "mmph". My moans are now pathetic, barely to be heard over the phone anymore. "what did you say boy?" mmph
"Good. Now, take the wide silver and do 4 more. And finally, use strips of the regular to complete. I want 3 strips under the chin to your ears to pull your jaw up. And then I want 3 strips from your nose to the chin. Pull hem tight. I want he tape to be smooth Ne cover the top layer. Make it pretty and let it contour that face of yours. Do you hear me?" mph
"you know, I'm looking over the site you gave me. The pics are hot. There this one guy with his hands tied behind the chair while he is on his knees on the floor. His whole body is stretched. When we meet again, I'll think I'll do that to you. However, he only has a hankie cleave gag on. That just won't do. It's not enough. I'd be sure to add on to it. You'll have more layers on than you do right now. Are you finished boy? Mmph as I finished, the gag perfectly tailored to my face as if it was made for me. "good. Now, think about whT I plan to do when we meet again. And that gag, I want you to leave it on for 30 more minutes. I know you will listen to me because you are a good boy. Night."
Needless to say I slept partly in that gag reveling in it's tightness and smell. Our next session couldn't come sooner.