ball gag training, session five

Session 5 of my gag training was last night and things went well....erm, mostly. I surprised Ma'am and I both by how well I took to the gag last night. I managed to stay calm and serene despite the repeat occurrence of the activity that provided such harsh pain in my prior session and until “the incident” panic and fear were nowhere to be found. I was proud of myself and happy with my progress and even allowed myself to drool without immediately wiping it up!

Since I was doing so well, Ma'am decided to up the ante. She'd been playing with me idly for a while and wanting to add more pleasurable stimulation to the pain I was already feeling, she slid her hand under my skirt. She had me moaning and writhing in no time, gag all but forgotten until I realized that I had no clear means of requesting permission to cum. I did, however, find a suitable way to make my plea clear and I think my orgasm began before the words “you may” had fully passed her lips.

I didn't find it difficult to cum this first time in the gag and promptly forgot about it again as Ma'am brought me higher and higher. By the time Ma'am gave her consent to my second orgasm, I was fully lost in pleasure. As I tumbled over the edge of the abyss, I tilted my head back in ecstasy...and began violently choking on my own saliva.

It was a horrible, terrifying end to the session. I'm grateful for Ma'am - she had me ungagged in no time flat and provided endless comfort as I clung to her for some time afterward, trying to shake off the fear of the experience. Needless to say, I'm not exactly looking forward to Session 6 at this point.

Stupid, stupid girl – almost drowned herself by forgetting she was gagged....