The Unending Torment of Rachel – A Tale of Restraint and Suffocation

Rachels Multi Gag Nightmare
It seemed like a nightmare. Tightly bound to a chair, her mouth stuffed and her lips pulled back into a horrid grimace by the tight cleave gag that ensured her mouth packing would not be expelled, Rachel grunted and struggled, but her cries were pointless. No one would hear her, no one would save her. The maniac who had broken into her home seemed intent on making her suffer, and his chosen tools of torment were guaranteed to keep her from calling for rescue. He gagged her again and again, filling her mouth with a giant red ball gag that made her jaws ache, then cleave gagging her again with a thick pillow case. In between each new gag, he watched her struggle, moan and issue muffled pleas for mercy that would go unheeded. Next was a tape gag that sealed her mouth as if it had been cast in stone, then another cleave gag, this one made of microfoam and electrical tape! Her eyes watered from the pressure, her face distorted into a hideous rictus. Her only relief came during the very few seconds during which he removed the old gag to replace it with an even more fiendish one. Finally he repacked her aching mouth and wrapped her entire head in tight bandages and tape. Rachel despaired at how faint her cries sounded, not that she would have been able to hear anything over the sound of her pulse as it throbbed in her ears. Then came the real torment. The man stuffed two foam plugs in her nostrils, each one with tiny holes that allowed her only the smallest of breaths! She moaned softly, the sound of her labored breathing filling the room. When would the nightmare end?