First, gag her

"This isn't fucking funny, you bitch! Let me go!" Lily, rather understandably, cried as she kept struggling against the cuffs. She craned her neck to look back at me, and I could see seething fury in her eyes.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh I'm the bitch, who was it that cheated on me with two separate girls? Oh right, you."

"Like I said, I already-"

But I cut her off. "You know what, I'm tired of hearing your excuses. In fact, I'm tired of hearing your voice at all so let's fix that."

I quickly found the bright red ball gag with a leather strap, a classic. We had previously both taken turns with it, so we were familiar, and knew how effective it was in blocking out voices.

When Lily saw it, her eyes went wide in fear and anger. "Christy I swear to fucking God, if you put that on me-"

"Oops!" I said, sliding the gag over her head and plugging up her mouth. With her arms bound there was little she could do.

"Mmm! Mmm!" Lily helplessly moaned from past the gag. She was still glaring at me, still searing hatred in her eyes, but she was stuck now and couldn't even call out for help.

Now the fun begins.