BONDAGEFREAK'S INTERACTIVE ILLUSTRATED TALE
YOUR TOP THREE CHOICES IN ORDER OF POPULARITY
F - 12 VOTES
J - 5 VOTES
E - 2 VOTES
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PLEASE NOTE THAT TWO ANSWERS PER USER WILL BE ALLOWED FOR THIS ROUND!
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While part of you feels it might be wiser to try and learn more about Andrew and his actual kinks, you simply can't bring yourself to ignore his loud taunting and obnoxious complaints.
Your tightly mummified prisoner is in serious need of a gag.
Even more so now that he's threatened to call for help!
As you sit there and contemplate the possibility of using your own socks to stop your friend from mouthing off, you can't help feel a little overwhelmed and out of your element.
You have a sock fetish and you absolutely LOVE the thought of being subjected to smelly gags.
But you've never gagged anyone, and as a sub, you've never imagined yourself being in a position of control like this.
The thought of gagging someone with your own socks drives you a little out of your comfort zone, but part of you takes solace at the fact that Andrew is a few months younger than you and a tad shorter as well.
For some reason, the slight age and size difference makes you feel a little bossier than you'd normally be.
Ignoring the mummified boy's mouthy protests, you quickly raise your feet back up on the couch and flex your toes in anticipation before hooking your fingers inside the cuff of your left sock and peeling it right off your foot.
A generous amount of nasty sock fuzz, and cotton fibers fall to the couch as you peel the smelly thing off, and you can't help but notice how much raunchier the sock looks now that it's turned inside out.
You quickly hook your fingers behind your other sock and peel it off just as fast before bringing the two of them together and balling them up into one large, squishy wad.
"What are you doing?" Andrew suddenly asks, sounding a little nervous and apprehensive at the sight of you peeling your heavily worn socks off.
"Haha! What d'you think I'm doing?" you chuckle, a devious smirk working it's way onto your face as you climb off the couch and crouch down over your friend's vulnerable form.
"Dude! No! You're not gagging me with those fuckin' socks!" mummy-boi immediately protests, raising his head up off the carpet floor in order to see what you're hiding behind your back.
"Oh yeah? You wanna bet?" you smirk, slowly kneeling down and positioning yourself next to your cocooned friend's defenless face.
Your response is apparently enough to drive Andrew to the top.
"Dude! NO!" he instantly cries out, knowing full well what you're about to do.
Instead of backing out, you clamp your right hand down around your mummified friend's upper neck and bring your other hand out in front of you, instantly presenting your prisoner with the pair of socks you've been wearing on your feet for the last couple weeks or so.
"Open wide, mummy-boy!" you cheerfully cry out, bringing the huge ball of socks down over Andrew's face and allowing him to finally get an upclose view of the moldy, foul-smelling fabric.
The kid's handsome features immediately curl up into look of disgust and his eyes grow wide with panic at the sight of the oversized wadding you've prepared for his mouth.
His first reaction is to twist his head left and right.
His efforts are valiant, but you manage to keep up with him by chasing his face around with your super fat bundle of crappy old socks.
The struggle amuses you at first, but you eventually lose patience and decide to end the cat and mouse game by sitting yourself down on his upper chest and clamping your knees on both sides of his head.
"Gotcha!" you finally chuckle, a look of triumph and success instantly forcing it's way across your features.
Andrew finally lets out a moan of defeat before crinkling his nose up and closing his lips tight.
He has nowhere left to go and he knows it.
You bring the smelly bundle down of socks down over his face, but in doing so, you come face to face with the sudden realisation that the balled up wadding might not even fit inside his mouth!
You try to squish the bundle up into a tighter ball, but the wad itself remains substantially larger than the opening your prisoner's mouth could actually provide.
Come to think of it, It would take a very large mouth
indeed to swallow up that massive ball of cloth you so zealously prepared.
I mean, you can
try to work the whole thing in inside his mouth...but something tells you it would be quite a bit easier to simply cram your socks in one at a time.
Even more obvious is the fact that little mummy-boi here seems to have NO intention of going along with your plan.
He's eyeing your giant bundle of socks up as though it was his absolute worst enemy, but in the back of your mind, you can't help but wonder why someone who
claims to hate socks so much would insist on taking in so many big whiffs and sniffs.
Something just doesn't add up.
WHAT DO YOU DO? (ATTENTION: TWO ANSWERS ALLOWED PER USER FOR THIS ROUND!)
A - Ball your socks up individually and try to force them in his mouth by prying his jaw open.
B - Ball your socks up individually and pinch his nose shut to try and get him to open up.
C - Ball your socks up individually and tickle his neck to try and get him to laugh.
D - Keep your socks wadded up into one large ball and try to force them in using a mix of the above tactics.
E - Use the large bundle to smother your friend up and bury his flaring nostrils inside your socks.
F - Attempt to use words in an effort to persuade and/or coerce your friend into cooperating with your wishes.
G - Play it safe by taping his mouth shut so that you can run a proper background check on him.
H - Blackmail him into accepting your socks by forcing him to sniff up and sample even worse-smelling gag items.
I - Give up on the whole sockgag thing and actively engage in a search for an alternative gag.
J - Other (specify)