That boy had proposed to us to meet for a very fun fantasy, and the first part is easy to summarize. We had agreed to meet in a hotel room. My girlfriend would enter first, and the boy would already be waiting inside. I would have to wait around fifteen minutes, and I should enter with my eyes blindfolded, so the boy wouldn't let me see how my girlfriend was. I'll tell you now to avoid prolonging the mystery, that she was naked and tied up on her stomach in a severe hogtie, firmly bound by strong knots with her hands tied together behind her back, the ropes very tight from her wrists to her ankles, a harness gag that had a rope tied to her ankles, very tense, and that besides keeping her securely gagged, it forced her to keep her head straight and raised, and her eyes blindfolded. Threads of saliva were falling from the corner of her lips, from the sides of the gag, but I didn't see that.

My objective, naturally, was to discover it later. First, I had to undress, and that's what I did, I undressed without any physical contact with the boy. I had limited myself to following the role. Already naked, I stayed still, as if waiting for him to be satisfied with seeing me in that state, but as it's easy to guess, he told me to turn around, to be able to tie my arms behind me. I obeyed. He had, as I had already guessed from the times he had written to us, the ropes ready. He was an elegant, smooth boy. I couldn't see him physically because of the blindfold, but I imagined him normal, like me, while he was tying me up with such force that he left my arms well tied and stuck to my body.

Then, he asked me to lie down, and he finished the brutal hogtie, which pulled my legs and arms to the maximum with a tension that made my cock hard.

Already tied up, and with no possibility of untying ourselves, the game continued with him fucking my girlfriend. I'll summarize to explain how it continued. The boy asked me if he could add a gag to me too, with a tone that almost begged me, but I told him no, because I don't like gags. I told him that they bother me.

- "I won't buckle it" - he said "you'll just hold it in your mouth, and when it bothers you, you can drop it".

He didn't want to back down and spoil the fantasy, and I indicated that it was okay, that he could continue. When he did, I noticed that it wasn't a ball gag. It was one of those ring gags, which opens your mouth without being able to close it. After a first hesitation and a bad placement, I let him put it on me well, staying still. I held it behind my teeth, and I noticed that it had straps behind my neck, thinking it was aesthetic, but when I felt it tightening and realized I couldn't take it off, I knew the gag was real, and I was gagged.

- Ffffooo… ffffof fffffee affoooafffeee – I managed to beg.

Evidently, he didn't appreciate my pleas, and he didn't pay attention to me. I moaned with despair, and that gag isn't one of those that ma...