I want to share a small memory from the past
. I was a little teenager at the time, precisely I was 15.
I started TUGS at 9 as I wrote on my first story here.
Well, when I was a teen, I used to be tied up at least twice a week or more by my bro, who is 9 years older.
Usually, he ties me up in a box tie becouse I think it's the most comfortable position for me
(actually is my favorite alongside the kun-bang eheheh). That day, my bro tied me as usual.
Hands parallels behind the back, usual boxtie, above and below my knees and last my ankles.
I was still in my school outfit; a hoodie, jeans with suntan nylons under and a simple pair of black flats.
I was waiting for a rolled handkerchief to be put in my mouth but...
My bro had another idea.
When he took it out from his pocket, my eyes widened.
I asked him if he was sure to use it.
He just said to give it a try.
After a minute, I opened my mouth.
He shove it into my mouth full filling it.
It was a strange feeling.
That was a very effective gag for me.
I tried to spit it out but my bro buckled it very tight
I tried to speak with no vail.
Ladies and gentleman...
That was my first time with a ballgag
(a DIY one). At first, I like it becouse since I had started TUGS, I always loved effective gags.
But there is one problem.
Ballgags makes you drool! (at least on me and I really really hate it
).After 5-10 minutes, I felt my saliva building up.
I tried many times to swallow it but it was useless.
The rubber ball prevented it.
I started to worry, I could feel my saliva almost dripping from the angles of my mouth.
I decided to hop to my bro, trying to make him understand to unstrap the ballgag or at least to clean me up.
I kneel in front of him in full "kitty" begging eyes mode
. My bro wasn't aware of my "little" problem so he just ignored me
. I felt the first drop falling from my mouth so I tried to talk through the gag.
"plsssshhhhhh-nnnnggggg, mmmmpphhhh it mmmmpp-thhhh!" I said (or I tried to say).
My bro just answered "looks like you like it
" The situation went only worse.
My saliva was falling, like from an open tap and...
I started crying
(the first and only time during a TUG)Finally my bro moved his ass.
He realized I was drooling so he picked me up carrying me on his shoulder and he made me sit near the sink, he unstrapped the ballgag and I spat it into the sink.
Needless to say, a flood came out from my mouth
I was so mad at him.
I scolded him for making me cry
. For the first time, I saw my bro genuinely embarrassed.
He just said "sorry sis" and he hugged me.
I said "it's ok kuya
" kissing him om the cheek. He was going to untie me but I said "no kuya! I still have an hour
. Just gag me as usual."He gagged me with and handkerchief and tape.
I spent that hour between hopping around the house and leaving him playing with my nyloned feet
. P.s
Sorry for my bad english but I arrived at home just sunday night from a loooooooongggggg flight from HI, i think I left my head back in HNL
Thanks for sharing!
