allowed them to force the rubber ball gag between her teeth and push it back into her mouth, making her want to vomit, but fighting the urge. The ball tasted like rubber, or maybe plastic, but reminded Penny of a retainer the dentist once prescribed for her to help straighten her teeth. She hadn’t worn it every day as she was supposed to and because of that experience; she resisted anything like that in her mouth from then on.
The second woman slipped a wide leather strap around Penny’s arms, just above the elbows, tightening the buckle until the girl’s lower arms were parallel and pressed together. Using a shorter strap, she similarly bound Penny’s wrists. “So glad to see that you dressed for the part. The skirt is short enough to make our work easier and the pantyhose, well, they won’t
