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Argh! The dumb implanted bitch thinks she’s going to get me in that thing, but this time enough is enough. “No way,” I say, shaking my head angrily. “Absolutely no way.” “Open your mouth,” she asks, already moving the disgusting bridle towards my face. “Please… it will hurt you if we have to force your jaws apart.” “This is an outrage!” I’m shouting now. “Acher… my owner will have you punished for this.” I’ve had enough of this. He can’t be far away, and the chamber’s doors are still open, so throwing caution to the wind I abandon my use of “Master” and risk shouting his name as loud as I can: “Acheron! Acheron!” But Nastya is undaunted by my calls for help, or my threat to have her punished. For a second time I’m the one who has to give way, threesome and when she takes my jaw in her hand and starts squeezing painfully, I’m forced to yield and open my mouth to permit Nastya to squeeze the ball between my teeth. My last chance pathetic cry of “Acheron!” is suddenly muted as the gag is pressed into place and mmf penetrates between my lips. I work my mouth as though trying to chew, but whatever I do the round sphere I’m holding in my mouth feels too huge, squashing down my tongue, and distending my jaw. While Nastya is reaching behind my indian head to secure the buckle, lifting my skull with great gentleness, I bite down with all the force I can muster on the straps. Nothing. The ball is heavier and more solid than I would have predicted and the leather is thick and wide. The gag tastes unpleasantly of fear and sweat. I’m not the first wearer of this thing. Nastya releases her hold on my head, lowering me back to the mattress. I’m now free to try to expel the sphere, moving my jaw and tongue in an attempt to work it forwards, but of course, it doesn't move. I’ve been shackled, I’ve got my legs apart and what’s more I’ve been muzzled like an animal. Gods, things are going so badly wrong! Once more I try to protest about the misunderstanding that’s occurred, but this time the only noise I emit is a series of muffled protests that sound more like moaning. Nastya’s instructions were to “prepare the first female to arrive”. He rolled to face Betty, hooked his fingers in the band of her pajama pants and tugged them down. I really should have relieved myself with one of the Danes. Ohhh . . . “I know we want to get pregnant. It felt like mmf I had an arm inside my ass, he pushed his body weight against me and threesome slowly grinded into me. My large tits, bigger than my mother's, swayed. He grunted and groaned, his face twisting as he experienced the suction of my mouth. That started Joseph in one of his belly laughs and he joked, "I guess he didn't want to be left out" although he indian struggled to think being caught completely off guard by the kiss. Nervously I look at Vic. Shari leaned down to kiss her again, her hands covering Anna's bare, pointy-nippled tits, and Anna sighed to receive that kiss, her mouth opening to allow Shari's tongue a little exploratory space. For juveniles I was required to call a parent to come pick them up. I reached back and rubbed his cock on my ass and put him back inside me. I used my legs and bounced on his cock.