bondagefreak wrote: 7 years ago
This one goes out to @Pup, @handovermouth and @hotgom
Hope you enjoy this one, guys!
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Chapter 82 - Silenced
I was mesmerized. Entranced by Shawn's sudden and decisive demonstration of authority.
I wasn't kidding when I said that Jeremy appeared as surprised as I was by blond hunk's move.
The kid was still moaning and protesting when the beefy jock's giant hand came up from nowhere and decided to cut him off mid-sentence.
Poor Jeremy didn't even get the chance to finish off his desperate plea.
Shawn just clamped a hand right over his scrawny prisoner's face and instantly took away the boy's right to speak.
Jeremy looked positively stunned.
He was being wrapped up and mummified, against his will, no less!
He cried out and tried getting his Master's attention, but then this big, stupid brute just stepped in and decided to cover his mouth up.
The size difference between the twenty-year-old hunk and the nineteen-year-old boi, was nothing short of incredible. And it was made even more apparent, now that Jeremy's face was trapped under Shawn's enormous hand.
The blond hunk was a HUGE, towering mass of flesh and muscle.
He was built like a brick and had the hands to match.
Jeremy attempted to protest his way past the gag, but found himself being muffled up way more than he probably expected.
"Mmppfff...uugghmph." he cried out, unable to make any meaningful amount of noise from under his muscular captor's giant hand.
Nick and Brad kept laughing and chuckling, wrapping the boy up in a seemingly
infinite number of duct tape layers.
They didn't give the prisoner's protests any heed, and probably didn't even hear the boy's latest attempt at getting their attention.
Not willing to give up, little Jeremy cried out to his Master again.
But it was no use. Brad couldn't hear him. Not with the loud roaring of two duct tape rolls echoing across the room, and not with the blond dude's giant hand over his face like that.
It took a while for the kid to finally understand the predicament he was in.
"Mmmggppphh..." he cried out, apparently unwilling to believe that his screams and protests could no longer be heard.
Poor Jeremy.
He was probably wondering who the fuck Shawn was and what right the dude had to gag him like that.
I watched as my young, green-eyed friend angrily narrowed his eyes down at the massive hand covering his face, and watched as he glared at it and starting mouthing off uncontrollably.
"Mmmmpphh! Uuuggghmmphh...uugghhhmmph! Uughp...uuggghmmphh." he screamed, cursing and protesting the hand that was keeping him silent.
He looked furious, and I couldn't blame him for feeling that way.
I'd probably be just as pissed off as he was if some dude I didn't know, came up to me while I was helpless and started putting his big fuckin' hands over my face.
Jeremy couldn't afford to stay angry for long though.
I watched as his facial features quickly went from anger, to incomprehension, and then finally, to fear.
Something was wrong.
He tried sniffing, but he wasn't getting any air in.
He tried crying out, but was immediately overcome by shortness of breath.
Without sufficient air in his lungs, the boy couldn't really make much noise.
I watched he as futilely tried wiggling his head away, and I nearly jizzed my undies when he gave Shawn's hand a look that betrayed absolute fear and terror.
Shawn wasn't paying the captive-boi any attention though.
Instead, he watched the wrapping process with great interest and didn't give any notice to that fact that his puny prisoner couldn't even breathe.
In his panic, Jeremy's eyes quickly darted around the room, and that's when he suddenly seemed to notice me.
The kid's face contorted into a look sheer panic, and his eyes silently begged me to step up in his defence.
I knew I should've intervened, but I was completely speechless and unable to take my left hand away from my tenting crotch. This was just too hot, and for some reason, I really wanted to be in Jeremy's place right now.
The boi had his ENTIRE lower face engulfed in young Shawn's giant palm, from the bottom of his chin, right up to the bridge of his nose!
His legs and arms were being taped down and wrapped up
ridiculously tight, leaving him no means to fend off the thick, fleshy hand that was clamped tight over his face.
Surprisingly, in what seemed like a last, final attempt to cry for help, the scrawny prisoner managed to let out a pitiful yelp and wiggle around enough to draw a
tiny filet of air in through his nostrils.
It was just barely enough to keep him conscious, but Shawn's large hand wasn't giving him any leeway.
Jeremy's once agitated protests were quickly reduced to faint whimpers, and he spent the next ten minutes taking in laboured sniffs of air from inside his hunky captor's fleshy hand.
Even after the boy had quieted down a lot, Shawn showed no signs of wanting to relax his handgag.
He just kept his hand tightly clamped over the mummy-boy's face and gave the kid no further opportunity to protest the treatment the jocks were giving him.
I'm not sure what was hotter though.
The fact that Shawn's handgag was enormous and ridiculously effective, or that fact that the hunk was so absorbed by the whole duct taping process and completely oblivious to the fact that his prisoner was suffocating in his hand.
Even now, the massive handgag remained in place and poor Jeremy looked like he was fighting to stay conscious and fill his lungs up.
Unlike Nick, Shawn didn't seem to enjoy doing what he was doing.
The fact that he wasn't teasing Jeremy or giving his prisoner any notice, sorta confirmed that, and at the same time, made the whole thing even hotter.
Using his large hand to silence the boy and stop him from being able to talk, was just a necessity.
Nothing more, nothing less.
And for some reason, I found that
extremely appealing!
My helpless friend was too focused on staying conscious and getting enough air in, to pay me anymore attention. And I was kinda glad about that.
Watching his eyes water over and hearing him strain to get small amounts of air in through his nostrils, sorta made me feel guilty about not having intervened a bit earlier.
, but it's a good story; props to you, sir @bondagefreak! I wish there were more chapters after 333 (I don't know if I wasn't paying enough attention and the continuation moved to another story that still ties into B&G, or if it really stopped at 333).
) at the beginning of the story, to being boyfriends. It's a well-developed story, after all!
I take it Zack maintains his position as your favourite? Has your opinion of Shawn evolved over the course of this most recent book? I know you initially liked him, and then disliked him. I'm curious to find out where you stand on him now.
great chapter. It reminded me how hot yet scary accidental smothering can be from personal experience 
their unawareness can be so hot, especially when they're not really a dom and you're just asking some hot yet gentle guy to do kinky stuff to you, so a smother is normally not something they'd do, and it's by accident, super hot.. but it can become frightening if they don't happen to move and you can't really move yourself or communicate the issue but wow definitely hot reading about it. Different here, as Nick is dominant and intentionally smothers sometimes anyways, but definitely reminded me of some past fun encounters. I'm hoping to stumble upon some more deliberate smothers in future chapters, similar to what Brad and Nick doled out prior to poor Steven 
