My First Ball Gag

It changed my entire relationship with sex.

It may sound outlandish, but it’s true. I had plenty of kink inspired thoughts and play, but a gag? It had never even entered my sexual imagination. Until one day he sent me a text that simply read, “Buy a gag.” He gave me no other instructions.

I poured over this very website and explored the possibilities. Ball gags, bit gags, ring gags… where to start?

I remember a conversation with a friend, she told me she bought a cheap gag in a sex shop and the ball was made of some kind of plastic that smelled horrible and tasted worse. This is why I came to Stockroom, I could trust that they knew more about quality kink products than I did.

Many of the gags come in various sizes, I decided something smaller would be easier for me to wear, and because he gave me no instructions, I took the easy way out! Finally, I picked leather over rubber straps as I am attracted to the scent and knew I would wear this on my face. I choose a simple black leather ball gag.

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I emailed him when the package arrived. He instructed me to carry my new gag, still sealed in the package, in my purse. And I did. For weeks. It went with me everywhere, just as he instructed. If we met for drinks he would ask me if I had it with me, but for weeks he did not ask to see it or use it. But I knew he might pop up at any time and ask for it. I did not want to disappoint him.

More time passed. Finally I went to him and asked, “When will we use this gag?”

He had done it. He had embedded the object deeply into my imagination. Now I was asking for it. That’s what he was waiting for.

The first time he buckled it onto me, it felt like a gift. It was more comfortable than I imagined. I was enamored with the sound of the buckle. He spun me around and looked into my eyes and there was this electricity. Here I was deprived of my voice but other expressions took its place. Eye contact, body language, and uncontrollably, saliva began to pool in my mouth and drop from my lips in long strings. My lust, it was undeniable.

So how did my ball gag change my relationship with sex? From that day on I have learned to keep my mind open. I feel like there must be a million other things that have not reached my sexual imagination but may light me up in new ways. I don’t need to have a fetish for the object itself, but stay open to the experience it may create with another.

Throughout National Kink Month, we’re having weekly sales on Stockroom.com: this week we’re featuring some of our favorite bondage restraints and gear. All month long we’ll be showcasing tricks, tips and lessons for using the fetish toys and BDSM gear on sale that week.

 

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