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Spider-Man Breath Control

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leatherbondagelove

How to make an awesome tapegag/tapemask.

Let me just say, that I’m sick of seeing one or two strips of tape over someone’s mouth in pictures. It’s cheap and it comes off easy. If you wrap it around their head and neck, even better, but neckhairs + tape = ouch.

Your materials will need to be 1 roll of Gorilla Tape, and then a roll of duct tape of your color. (I prefer silver).

Start with a blank face. Because of the use of Gorilla Tape, I’d advise shaving. I didn’t though, and I *did* pay for it a little bit.

Now, what you want to do is take a small strip of the gorilla tape, and rip it in half horizontally. We want to place one strip above and below the lips like so:

We do this for two reasons. The first is catch the sweat from the upper lip, and the second is to create a solid anchor point for sealing the mouth. Next, place two strips of the tape vertically, like so:

By doing this, we’ve framed the mouth area. This is highly advantageous, because it mitigates the effect of sweat and the ability to easily push the gag off. If you’re not going to stick something in the person’s mouth (I don’t prefer it), this way works nicely, because it prevents them from sliding their tongue out between their lips and working off the glue from the tape. This, in combination with the sweat from the upper lip and mustache area, can allow the gag to just come right off.

Instead, by doing it this way, when you place the final strip of tape over the mouth, it’s anchored to other pieces of tape, not skin, so trying to push off the tape with your tongue becomes harder because while you can work off the piece over your lips, the edges are attached to more tape instead of skin, and unaffected by the skin’s moisture, thus, increasing durability.

Once this is done, we can put away the gorilla tape. We don’t need it anymore. You can use it for the rest of the face if you want too though. I prefer it because of it’s thickness, weight, and resistance to moisture, but the tape is expensive, and I sometimes find myself on a budget. Anyway, the next step is to just add two or three more horizontal strips as follows:

Make sure that these pieces are longer than the tape underneath it. The goal is to cover a little more skin each time, to make it harder to get off, and to make the gag have more weight and tension on the face. It adds to that feeling of helplessness ;) Next, tear off a strip of tape. We want to run it from one cheek to the other, by running it down under the jaw and back up again, like so:

We do this to limit the movement of the jaw and “clench” it in place (make sure when you do this, do it tight!). Add another strip like this overlapping the first one, and then add a few more horizontal strips over those like so:

Once that’s done, the next step is to tear off a piece of tape, and then rip it in half horizontally/lengthwise. We want to place the two strips over the bridge of the nose like this:

This helps to further “anchor” the tapegag/facemask. When trying to move the jaw or facial muscles, the tape has a tendency to want to “pull” a little bit down. This is mitigated by doing this, and helps to pull the gag “up” a bit (however, it also does tend to pull on the skin under the eyes, so make sure not to put it toooo close to them). It also helps in the case of sweat from the upper lip loosening the gag a bit and it peeling off in that area by holding it down more. Add a few more strips horizontally, and then two vertical strips down either side of the nose like this:

And viola! You’ve got a solid, weighty, tape gag (that’s basically a face mask at this point!) that is sturdy, doesn’t pull on those sensitive neck hairs or hair on the head, keeps you quiet, and frames your nose nicely should some mild breathplay occur. All you need is a bag clip!

Or, for added security (or if you have one on hand), a head harness/muzzle can be placed overtop of this for extra secure, extra tight, “mmmmmph!” guaranteed fun!

(I placed some socks between the muzzle and my face to help cushion it a bit. The muzzle isn’t lined and it’s a bit rough on the edges. This way, it’s more comfy, and the cushion helps to evenly distribute the pressure when the straps are pulled tight! :D)

I hope you all enjoyed this little tutorial. This is just my preferred way of doing things (and having things done to me!) obviously, so you don’t have to follow it. But should you find yourself wanting something sturdy and a little more menacing when it comes to duct-tape, well, remember this! :)

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My slave - part 3 Soldier in chastity I call him and said “ wearing uniform, and jerk off in chastity now” #soldier #uniform #chastity

swollentummies

I’ve had this idea for a while and after that gif (with the lady and the alien) I thought I’d share it with you so…here;; ((hope you like it, sorry if you don’t T^T))

He wakes up to cool air on naked skin, a thin tentacle restraining his chest and holding him up. His feet barely graze the floor, and he looks around blearily, head still foggy.

A moment later he feels a tentacle slither around his leg, inching upward and winding tightly. He struggles, trying to stop its movements as he slowly rises up his body. Once it reaches his thigh, undeterred by his writhing it stops, squeezing his leg rhythmically.

By the time he looks up from the still tentacle it’s already too late as another one slithers into his mouth and down his throat, opening his jaw wide around slick skin. A warm, thick liquid drips from it and down his throat and he whines. His hands reach up to claw at the appendage but slip and slide away, unable to gain any traction.

His breaths are ragged as he breathes through his nose, unable to stop the downpour of warm liquid. A few moments tick by as his stomach begins to fill and his body begins to feel hot. His skin flushes over and sweat begins to bead on his forehead, breaths becoming more uneven.

He can feel his body burning and his cock floods with blood, hardening and dripping slightly with precum. He tries to wrap his mind around the situation as the warm liquid settles heavy in his stomach, only heating his body more the fuller he gets.

Without warning, the dripping liquid stops and the tentacle around his thigh surges upward, entering him and pumping in and out, going deeper with each thrust. He whines against the tentacle in his mouth, body responding with even more heat and openness as he was fucked open.

More tentacles wrap around his body, restraining him as he groans and writhes as much as he can. He feels one slowly engulf his pulsing cock and seems to suck. He moans, feeling the tentacle in his mouth vibrating with the sheer volume, twitching and trying to contain himself. The tentacle beneath him begins to move faster, slamming into him and drawing desperate pleas from his wet lips.

He’s so close.

Two final tentacles move into his line of sight and he shakes his head. He can’t take any more. Still, they move in, latching onto his pert nipples and squeezing, tugging. He throws his head back, body spasming as his senses are overloaded and all he can do is scream and whine and pant.

He doesn’t want this. His mind screams to run, to fight back, but his body keeps taking everything in, begging for more.

Another rough thrust from the tentacle below him has him over the edge, body pliant and spent and the tentacle around his cock sucking up what he released.

He’s still panting around the tentacle still lodged in his mouth when the tentacle buried deep in his body begins to move again. He can feel it widening slightly, something pumping through it. He only realizes what it could be when something heavy drops into his gut, followed by more and more and more.

Soft, baseball-sized eggs begin stuffing his stomach, stretching it outward. He writhes again, feeling the tentacle in his mouth begin dripping again, throwing his body into another heated frenzy, his cock pulsing and needy as his belly balloons outward, weighing him down.

He cums another four times before the tentacle releases the final egg and he looks like he’s overdue with twins. He wants to scream, but his body almost feels like it wants more.

He doesn’t have to wait long as the tentacle releases a thick fluid into his belly, pushing his skin out slightly more with amniotic fluid.

He feels a brief relief as the tentacle slips from his body and the one surrounding his cock pulls away. He almost breaths a sigh of relief before the second tentacle moves around his body and plunges into him, up into the sac of eggs and spilling his semen into it to fertilize the eggs before falling out as well.

He cries out, trying to break free of the hold around him but feels no weaknesses. He’s still clawing at the tentacle in his mouth again when his stomach begins to move.

Small, wiggling movements shake his stomach and he glances down to see violent movements against his skin. He sobs again when he can feel the aliens growing, breaking their soft shells and stretching his stomach wider, heavy and drooping slightly. He reaches down to grip his stretching sides, watching the strong movements tug and pull at his skin.

It only takes another few moments before he feels liquid drip down his thighs, stomach pulsing. He braces himself to push, trying anything possible to get the creatures out of him when the first, larger tentacle slithers back inside him, preventing him from pushing and he groans.

No! You have to let me push, I need to get them out of me! he thinks.

Tentacles reach up to caress his straining, sweaty belly as it hangs off his small frame, the tentacles still attached to his nipples starting to add suction and sending a shiver down his spine.

You’re so fertile, a voice says in his mind, drawing his frantic attention to it’s silky timbre. I wonder if I added just a couple more…would they take as well?

“Mmh!” he groans, shaking his head and pleading, sweat already dripping down the sides of his face at the exertion of his belly. The voice just laughs as the tentacle begins to pump in and out, forcing his body to respond again.

He can feel at least ten more eggs enter his body, watching as they stuffed his belly and feeling them all begin to hatch and thrive and struggle against his drum-tight skin.

He shakes his head, needing with ever fiber of his being to push.

You certainly are impressive, the voice tells him, purring softly as his pecs begin to swell the more the tentacles suckle and tug on them.

His stomach pulses, bending his back with the weight of it, skin bruising with the violent movements of the first clutch. His legs are trembling, but his cock is still throbbing and his head spins.

When the growing stops the tentacle finally slips out of him and he pushes. His screams, taking deep gulps of breath as the tentacle in his mouth finally slips off his tongue. His hands grip the sides of his stomach as he labors.

The first alien slips free as his nipples begin to drip, leaking past the hold of the tentacles and sliding down his hot, tight skin. His cock pulses, sending a wave of head through his body as he pushes again.

The first alien crawls up his body, moving a tentacle out of its way and latches onto his swollen nipple. He whines, feeling his body swelling with heat again and his second nipple leaking faster and spilling liquid down his belly.

A final push releases the next alien which follows its sibling and latches onto his free nipple, suckling at the thick liquid. His stomach still jolts and drags him down and he wonders just how many creatures there are.

HIs body trembles as he pushes and pants, watching as the aliens each take turns suckling from his still heavily leaking nipples, cock still pulsing with heat.

He manages to push the final alien free, watching it take its sibling’s place on his chest and sucking hard. The rest, about fifty in total, huddle around his heaving body. When the aliens begin to vacate the space, guided by tentacles, he can see that his nipples are still dripping, as if ready to feed even more aliens and he whines.

The tentacles return to suck and tug at his nipples again and the relief is palpable. He groans in pleasure, feeling himself cum against his stomach a few moments later on a high grunt.

When his body is completely spent the tentacles leave him and he is left suspended, feeling barely touching the floor and gasping for breath. His stomach was still slightly swollen as he let his head droop forward and look at it.

You did so well, the voice returned and he whimpered.

“Let me go! I’ve done this for you, please just let me go!” he cried. The voice just laughed.

Oh, no. You’re just too good at this to pass up. But don’t worry. I won’t let you be empty ever again, it told him as the first tentacle surged forward and slithered into him without warning, the rest joining after it and filling him up, fuller and tighter and heavier than before.