I popped it in my mouth. The problem I have with this ball gag is the wholes aren't exactly right. One hole is makes the gag too tight (or maybe I'm j...st being a wimp about it) while the other makes it a bit too lose. Not that I can get it out, but I can push it out of my mouth, with my tongue far enough to mumble some words. To be at least a little comfortable, I opted for a little loose. I locked the cuff on my left hand, and put both hands behind my back, though not around the pole. My. " You want to kiss me? Hold me?"Finn was speechless."... Fuck me?"Finn was trapped. He wanted to say yes, but he wasn't sure if he should."It's alright, Finn. It's normal for someone of your age to feel such things." ... But mom... I really want to."Laura thought about it. She hasn't had sex for a long time, and she had started to feel that tension build in her system, too."Okay. But you don't tell anyone about it."Finn just started at her, uncomprehending."You mean..." Yeah."She lifted him. The experience used to be extremely painful but he used to threaten us that he’d kill us if we told anybody about this – so for a long time we suffered in silence. Thankfully, after a year or so he left and we were saved. Around the time I was 9 years, we had a paying guest staying with us. This was a girl called Uma – her dad and my dad were long time friends and Uma had come to Bombay after her studies, to try and seek a job. She was a plump but attractive girl of 18-19 years or so and was. What had happened to it. I stumbled back inside the house. He had guessed I might try to escape and taken the car away. I could still escape. I could buy a train or plane ticket. The only problem was he would find out where I went. I decided to go to my sister. She was abroad and I could move on after a day or two with her.I went online to book the ticket. When I entered my credit card details the transaction was rejected. I tried again and it was rejected again. I then tried my debit card..