Tonya : 01 - The Bus Trip (MF/F, F/M)
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01 - The Bus Trip
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By Tonya
Saturday, September 3rd 2005 - 06:57:58 AM
The Bus Trip
Girls Like To Be Hangagged Too...........
Noticed several handgag stories here apparently written by a guy indicating a passion for girls putting their soft hands over a mans mouth. Also noted some stories by gals indicating that they like their guys doing this to them as well.
I have been on both sides and I can tell you that it is fun for us gals either way! Yes we like being hangagged and yes we like hangagging our guys. Sort of gives us a sense of power over the men and what man ever fights us off? None. You guys love it too.
Reminds me of a story that happened to me, actually my first major handgagging experience. I was part of a group that was on a bus trip going from Wheeling West Va. to Sharon, Pa. This happened many years ago.
I was dating a guy named Sal and our closest friends were Tammy and Eugene. They sat right close to us on the bus.
Back in those days I was know to be more than a little rowdy and outspoken and would speak my mind on anything and any subject whether I was invited to or not. Sal used to get mad at me sometimes, as did some of the people we hung around. Fortunately, I had a strong personality and was well liked, except in this one area. People knew that I was always the first to volunteer and would help anybody out on a moments notice.
Well back to the bus trip trip. One of the guys named Jack got talking about a very controversial subject and one that is close to my heart. Sal knew it. So did Tammy and Eugene. As soon as Jack started, Tammy who was sitting behind me reached around my should and clamped her hand over my mouth and then whispered; "Stay out of it. Please for the love of God, stay out of it."
It would be a long ride to Sharon, Pa., about 2 1/2 hours. Tammy as my best friend and didn't want to have a shouting match between myself and Jack.
Sal looked, smiled and then looked over at Tammy and commented that he liked me this way and could he borrow Tammy to come home and do this to me at our place. The nerve of this guy!
Tammy just smiled and laughed.
I wasn't laughing. I pulled Tammy's hand away and assured her that I would behave myself, but I had my fingers crossed.
Jack went on and on. He had noticed what Tammy had done to me and felt that I wouldn't intrude as I normally do so he went even deeper into his nonsense. Jack was a colorful guy. He was tall, brown hair and good looking. He talked loud and all the girls liked this guy. I have to admit he was very attractive, dynamic and I had a crush on him too. Although I never let Sal know that.
He finally got to me and just as I finished with my OOOOOOOOO, Sal grabbed my mouth, thumbs down and with his other hand, put his finger up and whispered SHHHHHHHH!
Well I didn't want to be SHHHHHHHHHHHH'ed so I pulled Sals hand away and started into Jack and gave this guy a piece of my mind. I pointed out where he was wrong on this and that. He was way off base. As I continued to speak my words turned into a mmmmppphhhh as Tammy had once again intervened and grabbed me with not one, but both hands, from behind with a tight firm grip.
I tugged at Tammy's hands but to no avail. I was so pissed off. I wanted to give this Jack a piece of my mind. I started swinging my hands up and reaching for Tammy but Sal and Eugene clamped my hands down.
Then Eugene came up with an idea.
"Let's tie and gag her."
"Here on the bus." was Sal's reply.
And before Eugene could answer, Sal said "why not". Much to my surprise, others around me, who I though were friends, people I had helped out, said "YEAHHHH. DO IT!!!"
I was stunned.
Next thing I knew one of the ladies sitting in the row in from of me, a lady named Joice who I helped many times instructed Sal and Eugene to put my hands in front of me where Joice rejoiced in tying my hands with her bandana.
All this time, Tammy kept her firm grip on her handgag.
Sal pointed out that at least now I couldn't use my hands. By this time I heard the Bus Driver, who was watching this whole thing from his mirror say that we had just reached Washington, Pa. and Sharon was a distance away.
I thought surely they were not going to keep me this way all the way to Sharon, Pa.
Sal must have been reading my thoughts. He said "You are probably thinking that we are not going to keep you this way all the way to Sharon, Pa. right?" I mmmppped and shook my head yes.
Sal instructed Tammy to remove her hands. I took a few breathes but before I could say anything, Sal applied a handgag thumbs down, palms front.
I turned my head towards him with my eyes open wide and a look that indicated that I was getting even more pissed off.
Sal looked at me and said; "I bet we are really pissing you off aren't we?" This guy knew me all too well. "Well I told you to keep out of it so now you are going to have to learn the hard way."
Sal looked behind me, smiled and said that he was going to take his hand away. And he did. But before I could say a word, Tammy had placed a bandana OTM Gag on me. The bandana was not as firm as the handgag and I was able to mummble some words out. But alas, the guys were ready and another bandana was placed over the first one and one more over that one.
Sal playing around with me asked : "What were you saying honey?"
All I could get out was mmmmppph. I also had just noticed that the guys had firmly placed the seat belt over my arms, strapping me in securely. It was snug. I was at their mercy.
Sal yelled to the bus driver, "How long until we get to Sharon, Pa.??" The bus driven said; "About 45 minutes."
Sal looked at Tammy and Eugene and said that he couldn't keep me like this for 45 minutes. At which poing many people in the bus said, "Yes you can and please do!"
In the fuss I had hardly noticed that Jack was still rattling off his opinions. Now I was really getting mad. This guy was so full of it and I couldn't even respond to his crap. Jack loved it too and would occasionally come over to me, make a point and ask me to answer knowing full well that I couldn't. When I mmmmpppped. He would just mock me. How humiliating!
I remember how Sal always told me that a certain look with my eyes turned him into a puppy and I could get anything I wanted. The look usually included a smile which obviously I couldn't perform so I just used my eyes. Sal saw it coming so blindfolded me.
Sal then asked the others how long he should keep me this way. They all responded, "All the way down and all the way back."
Wow was I surprised.
Well, everyone else continued with what they were doing. I heard various conversations. It's amazing how much you hear when you can't talk and can't see. Your hearing senses really are accented because that is all you have to work with other than smell. Which buy the way I noticed that someone had a ham and cheese sandwich.
Sal would occasionally ask me if I was okay. Could he get me anything. Of course all I could get out was a mmmppphhh.
Then I heard Jack again with his crap. Oh, I wanted sooooo bad to intervene and tell this jerk off. He was clueless, but then I noticed something else I had never noticed before, no one seemed to be paying attention to him. In fact, when I used to speak back, it seemed to draw more attention. Perhaps that was what this was all about. Sal, Tammy and Eugene wanted me to realize that Jack was a Jack Butt and by silencing me, I would pick up on it. I did.
With my head I bumped over to Sal's shoulder and try to say take my gag off but off course all that came out was mmmppphhh. Sal simply said that this would be a lesson for me and to really appreciate the lesson, I would have to stay this way all the way to Sharon.
I had learned my lesson. I had gotten the point. If only I could tell Sal this. I tried to work the gags off, all to no avail. So it looked like I was stuck like this all the way to Sharon which would be at least another 45 minutes or so.
Sal whispered over tome that this would be a lesson but wait until we got home. Yeah, I had been tied by him before and it was exciting. But then Sal added, there would be another test on the way back to Wheeling as well as during the day.
I thought to myself, I am no kid. I don't need this treatment. But then I was at here mercy and there was nothing I could do about it. I tugged at my bonds and tried to push up against the seat belt. I tried to work my gags off again by rubbing my face against the seat and even against Sal. I heard Sal tell meto behave myself or he would really have to restrain me.
So in frustration, I let up, at least for the time being. I thought even if I could break free, what was to stop them from tying me up all over again? There were three of them and a whole bus load who were in full agreement of this treatment including the bus driver.
I have to admit that it was frustrating and embarrassing to me, an outspoken person to be silenced like this, but especially in this way and in front of all these people.
To add insult to injury, Jack would come over from time to time to ask me to respond to a point he had just made. I would mmmppphhh and he would mock me again, laugh and mock me over and over.
What an experience!
Tonya
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Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section
01 - The Bus Trip
Story index at the bottom
By Tonya
Saturday, September 3rd 2005 - 06:57:58 AM
The Bus Trip
Girls Like To Be Hangagged Too...........
Noticed several handgag stories here apparently written by a guy indicating a passion for girls putting their soft hands over a mans mouth. Also noted some stories by gals indicating that they like their guys doing this to them as well.
I have been on both sides and I can tell you that it is fun for us gals either way! Yes we like being hangagged and yes we like hangagging our guys. Sort of gives us a sense of power over the men and what man ever fights us off? None. You guys love it too.
Reminds me of a story that happened to me, actually my first major handgagging experience. I was part of a group that was on a bus trip going from Wheeling West Va. to Sharon, Pa. This happened many years ago.
I was dating a guy named Sal and our closest friends were Tammy and Eugene. They sat right close to us on the bus.
Back in those days I was know to be more than a little rowdy and outspoken and would speak my mind on anything and any subject whether I was invited to or not. Sal used to get mad at me sometimes, as did some of the people we hung around. Fortunately, I had a strong personality and was well liked, except in this one area. People knew that I was always the first to volunteer and would help anybody out on a moments notice.
Well back to the bus trip trip. One of the guys named Jack got talking about a very controversial subject and one that is close to my heart. Sal knew it. So did Tammy and Eugene. As soon as Jack started, Tammy who was sitting behind me reached around my should and clamped her hand over my mouth and then whispered; "Stay out of it. Please for the love of God, stay out of it."
It would be a long ride to Sharon, Pa., about 2 1/2 hours. Tammy as my best friend and didn't want to have a shouting match between myself and Jack.
Sal looked, smiled and then looked over at Tammy and commented that he liked me this way and could he borrow Tammy to come home and do this to me at our place. The nerve of this guy!
Tammy just smiled and laughed.
I wasn't laughing. I pulled Tammy's hand away and assured her that I would behave myself, but I had my fingers crossed.
Jack went on and on. He had noticed what Tammy had done to me and felt that I wouldn't intrude as I normally do so he went even deeper into his nonsense. Jack was a colorful guy. He was tall, brown hair and good looking. He talked loud and all the girls liked this guy. I have to admit he was very attractive, dynamic and I had a crush on him too. Although I never let Sal know that.
He finally got to me and just as I finished with my OOOOOOOOO, Sal grabbed my mouth, thumbs down and with his other hand, put his finger up and whispered SHHHHHHHH!
Well I didn't want to be SHHHHHHHHHHHH'ed so I pulled Sals hand away and started into Jack and gave this guy a piece of my mind. I pointed out where he was wrong on this and that. He was way off base. As I continued to speak my words turned into a mmmmppphhhh as Tammy had once again intervened and grabbed me with not one, but both hands, from behind with a tight firm grip.
I tugged at Tammy's hands but to no avail. I was so pissed off. I wanted to give this Jack a piece of my mind. I started swinging my hands up and reaching for Tammy but Sal and Eugene clamped my hands down.
Then Eugene came up with an idea.
"Let's tie and gag her."
"Here on the bus." was Sal's reply.
And before Eugene could answer, Sal said "why not". Much to my surprise, others around me, who I though were friends, people I had helped out, said "YEAHHHH. DO IT!!!"
I was stunned.
Next thing I knew one of the ladies sitting in the row in from of me, a lady named Joice who I helped many times instructed Sal and Eugene to put my hands in front of me where Joice rejoiced in tying my hands with her bandana.
All this time, Tammy kept her firm grip on her handgag.
Sal pointed out that at least now I couldn't use my hands. By this time I heard the Bus Driver, who was watching this whole thing from his mirror say that we had just reached Washington, Pa. and Sharon was a distance away.
I thought surely they were not going to keep me this way all the way to Sharon, Pa.
Sal must have been reading my thoughts. He said "You are probably thinking that we are not going to keep you this way all the way to Sharon, Pa. right?" I mmmppped and shook my head yes.
Sal instructed Tammy to remove her hands. I took a few breathes but before I could say anything, Sal applied a handgag thumbs down, palms front.
I turned my head towards him with my eyes open wide and a look that indicated that I was getting even more pissed off.
Sal looked at me and said; "I bet we are really pissing you off aren't we?" This guy knew me all too well. "Well I told you to keep out of it so now you are going to have to learn the hard way."
Sal looked behind me, smiled and said that he was going to take his hand away. And he did. But before I could say a word, Tammy had placed a bandana OTM Gag on me. The bandana was not as firm as the handgag and I was able to mummble some words out. But alas, the guys were ready and another bandana was placed over the first one and one more over that one.
Sal playing around with me asked : "What were you saying honey?"
All I could get out was mmmmppph. I also had just noticed that the guys had firmly placed the seat belt over my arms, strapping me in securely. It was snug. I was at their mercy.
Sal yelled to the bus driver, "How long until we get to Sharon, Pa.??" The bus driven said; "About 45 minutes."
Sal looked at Tammy and Eugene and said that he couldn't keep me like this for 45 minutes. At which poing many people in the bus said, "Yes you can and please do!"
In the fuss I had hardly noticed that Jack was still rattling off his opinions. Now I was really getting mad. This guy was so full of it and I couldn't even respond to his crap. Jack loved it too and would occasionally come over to me, make a point and ask me to answer knowing full well that I couldn't. When I mmmmpppped. He would just mock me. How humiliating!
I remember how Sal always told me that a certain look with my eyes turned him into a puppy and I could get anything I wanted. The look usually included a smile which obviously I couldn't perform so I just used my eyes. Sal saw it coming so blindfolded me.
Sal then asked the others how long he should keep me this way. They all responded, "All the way down and all the way back."
Wow was I surprised.
Well, everyone else continued with what they were doing. I heard various conversations. It's amazing how much you hear when you can't talk and can't see. Your hearing senses really are accented because that is all you have to work with other than smell. Which buy the way I noticed that someone had a ham and cheese sandwich.
Sal would occasionally ask me if I was okay. Could he get me anything. Of course all I could get out was a mmmppphhh.
Then I heard Jack again with his crap. Oh, I wanted sooooo bad to intervene and tell this jerk off. He was clueless, but then I noticed something else I had never noticed before, no one seemed to be paying attention to him. In fact, when I used to speak back, it seemed to draw more attention. Perhaps that was what this was all about. Sal, Tammy and Eugene wanted me to realize that Jack was a Jack Butt and by silencing me, I would pick up on it. I did.
With my head I bumped over to Sal's shoulder and try to say take my gag off but off course all that came out was mmmppphhh. Sal simply said that this would be a lesson for me and to really appreciate the lesson, I would have to stay this way all the way to Sharon.
I had learned my lesson. I had gotten the point. If only I could tell Sal this. I tried to work the gags off, all to no avail. So it looked like I was stuck like this all the way to Sharon which would be at least another 45 minutes or so.
Sal whispered over tome that this would be a lesson but wait until we got home. Yeah, I had been tied by him before and it was exciting. But then Sal added, there would be another test on the way back to Wheeling as well as during the day.
I thought to myself, I am no kid. I don't need this treatment. But then I was at here mercy and there was nothing I could do about it. I tugged at my bonds and tried to push up against the seat belt. I tried to work my gags off again by rubbing my face against the seat and even against Sal. I heard Sal tell meto behave myself or he would really have to restrain me.
So in frustration, I let up, at least for the time being. I thought even if I could break free, what was to stop them from tying me up all over again? There were three of them and a whole bus load who were in full agreement of this treatment including the bus driver.
I have to admit that it was frustrating and embarrassing to me, an outspoken person to be silenced like this, but especially in this way and in front of all these people.
To add insult to injury, Jack would come over from time to time to ask me to respond to a point he had just made. I would mmmppphhh and he would mock me again, laugh and mock me over and over.
What an experience!
Tonya
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Tonya's stories
- 01 - The Bus Trip (MF/F)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section