I woke up early surprised by a noise in my room, a burglar interrupting my rest! He explained he was going to keep me quiet and out of the way while he went about his business. Through the shock I felt the familiar heat at the thought of bondage, wondering if he could tell the idea of being tied up turns me on, so I proposed a sock gag to keep myself quiet. I pulled off my cute sneaker socks to stuff in my mouth, slowly stuffing my cheeks completely till I quite literally gag on the amount of cotton pressing against my tongue and the back of my throat. Wondering if I’d bitten off more than ...

I woke up early surprised by a noise in my room, a burglar interrupting my rest! He explained he was going to keep me quiet and out of the way while he went about his business. Through the shock I felt the familiar heat at the thought of bondage, wondering if he could tell the idea of being tied up turns me on, so I proposed a sock gag to keep myself quiet. I pulled off my cute sneaker socks to stuff in my mouth, slowly stuffing my cheeks completely till I quite literally gag on the amount of cotton pressing against my tongue and the back of my throat. Wondering if I’d bitten off more than I can chew! The cold nights of winter had meant I luckily had layered my socks, teeny ankle socks over white knee highs, and so I could secure the generous wodge of fabric now soaking up my saliva with a wraparound gag of this second pair, leaving my dainty feet bare. Both the burglar and I seem to agree on its effectiveness! Then I start to tie myself up with my ropes handily in my bedside cabinet, securing my ankles and knees so I can’t run away, but my wrists are proving pesky, I plead for some assistance from my unknown assailant to helplessly hinder my arms, all the while eager for the feel of rough ropes pulled tighter about me, making me a damsel! See how tightly hogtied I become in Part 2 next update -_^