"Jim?"

"Just put it in your mouth, will you?"

"Promise you won't hurt me?"

"Hurt you? Why would I hurt you, honey?"

Jan shrugged. Why would he, after all? He loved her. She loved him. He'd never hurt her in the months they had been going together. Well, almost never. And even when he did hurt her, it was out of love and an attempt to make sex a little more exciting for her and him.

"Well, would you promise me one thing, then?"

"What?"

Jan winced at the tone of his voice. He was getting annoyed with her questioning and hesitating.

"Promise me you won't let anyone take off my mask?"

Jim snorted. "Sure, honey. I promise."

Jan licked her lips. She wasn't convinced. But she cleared her throat, swallowed one last time, and opened her mouth. She parted her lips and pressed the foul-tasting rubber ball against her upper teeth, forcing the bulk of the hard sphere up to the roof of her mouth, behind her teeth. She worked her jaws and forced the big ball behind her lower teeth, too. God, it was so fucking huge!

She breathed through her nose, testing the ease with which she could breathe this way. It seemed to be OK, but her jaws were stretched so wide that they hurt. She didn't know how long she could keep the gag in her mouth, if it got any worse.

Her lips were stretched taut over the front of the ball. The thin but strong thongs dangled down from the corners of her mouth. Jan took them in each hand and brought the loose ends around behind her neck, brushing her long blonde hair out of the way so she could knot the thong under her hair.

She tied it firmly but not too tightly.

She groaned and looked at Jim, so he could see she'd done her job as he'd told her to. He was staring at the highway, his hands clenching the steering wheel tightly. Jan nudged his arm and he glanced at her quickly.

His eyes went wide, and he nodded.