Disillusion

He had returned. Gwen despised herself for being happy about this development, but she desperately needed him to get her out of this position. Her heartrate increased as she heard him walk around her, inspecting her bound form in its pitiful bound state. She had managed to hold her head up for about 3 hours last night – although she didn’t know the time – after that, the pain in her shoulders had **** her to endure the humiliating hours of unstoppable drooling.

“You soiled the beautiful room I generously provided for you, ungrateful ****. I thought you were supposed to be a spider, but you seem more like a little piggy to me” he sneered at her.

Embarrassed and angry, Gwen had to bite her tongue – figuratively, the gag wouldn’t allow her otherwise – and accept his comments. He had put her in this position and **** her to spread her body fluids on the ground. But she couldn’t defy him, not now. She was thirsty, tired and her whole body ached. As soon as the gag would be removed and she was allowed to speak, she would beg him for mercy, that much was clear. Drama class would at least come in handy once in her life, she chuckled in her mind.

But Matt had a different idea and gave her no opportunity to ask him for anything. To keep her healthy, he tilted her head up and slowly filled her mouth with water and a protein shake he had prepared, making sure she could swallow it all without gagging too much. Once he was sure that his new **** was fed enough to survive her ordeals, he turned his back to her and removed his trousers.

Gwen had dreaded this moment. She might have been a virgin, but she watched porn – a lot of it actually - since dating wasn’t really an option as a superhero with a hidden identity. So, she knew what these ring gags were used for or how their wearers were used. Her captor could **** his dick in her mouth and there was nothing she could do about it. Not that biting him would have done her any good, considering her current position.

Her fear grew exponentially as he turned around. She had thought that someone that captures women planning to enslave them must be some kind of sad needle-dicked loser that couldn’t get a real girlfriend. The truth however was different, his cock was easily 7 or 8 inches long and thick enough to barely fit through the ring in her mouth. He just couldn’t expect her to take this monster in her mouth, she would suffocate, Gwen was sure about it.

The shock was visible on her face, as Matt turned around. Exactly the state of mind he wanted her in, panic with no way out. Now it was time to drive it home on her. He took the final step and stood in front of her face; her hot breath reached his dick in waves. If he wasn’t fully hard by now anyway, the feeling of dominance he had over would have him ready.

He moved his dickhead closer to her spread lips almost in slow motion. She tried moving out of its way, but the ropes made sure that she swung back into position. The only thing she achieved was further pain. Her pleading moans and cries were also falling on deaf ears. Releasing a final loud groan, she had to accept her fate.

His cockhead passed her lips and Matt halted for a second, giving her the opportunity to show her submission by working it with her tongue and enticing him further inside. Nothing happened, she just looked up at him with scared eyes and stayed in place, completely frozen in fear. So, Matt soldiered on, sinking inch after inch into the blonde’s hot wet mouth. With about half of his dick hidden behind her pink lips, he reached the entrance of her throat causing a violent reaction. She gagged heavily, releasing massive amounts of spit around the invader in her mouth. Matt pulled back for a few seconds until she had stopped coughing and went back in. The result was the same. Getting rid of such a strong gag reflex would take some time, but it was not like he had anything else to do for the next few months.

He repeated the process for an agonizingly long time. Forcing Gwen to gag then giving her time to relax, time after time. By the time he released his spunk in her mouth, she had learned to somewhat control her throat. She would still gag rather heavily, but she bounced back more and more quickly though allowing him to move back in sooner. The training had officially brought its first small improvement.

Matt left her as she was and exited the cell. His cum still in the heroine’s mouth, leaving behind its taste for hours to come, just like he had intended. His plan for her was based on pure punishment. Gwen would have to deduce what she was meant to do as his property on her own. He had free access to her body, mind and soul were to follow.