Bob Hawkins

Bondage slaves

CHAPTER ONE

"Oh, not that!"

Janice twisted her pretty face aside as Jim tried to slip the big gag between her lips.

"Take it," he commanded sternly.

"I can't, Jim. Please don't make me wear that horrible thing too," the young woman pleaded.

"It's part of the costume, Slave. Now open your mouth or I'll make you take it," Jim demanded again. His voice was hard and cold. He was already playing his part. Playing it altogether too well, Janice thought.

She tightened her jaws for a moment as she glared at the young man.

"Damn you," she whispered.

Jim lifted the big black rubber ball to Jan's sexy lips. He pressed it against them, and Jan suddenly grabbed it out of his hand.

"I'll do it, you creep," she said sullenly. She held the hard rubber ball gag in her delicate hand for a long moment, turning it over and over, touching the thong that would tie it behind her neck to hold the huge ball in place between her teeth.

She sighed and shook her head.