Betty is a girl I dated for several years - Though this first bondage experience was right when we had first started seeing each other, maybe having only had a few dates and a first kiss. I knew her way back in middleschool, and had a big crush on her then, but now that we were both 18 we had reconnected and started seeing each other.
Betty is about 5'7", with short black hair she cut herself, going down to just above her shoulders. She has bright blue eyes, a cute up-turned button nose that was easily and often scrunched up and would wiggle a bit when she spoke, and soft not-too-thin pink lips. She also had a petite and slender frame. Think maybe Rose McIver in iZombie, but with black hair. Betty was also a huge nerd, with Lord of the Rings being her main fandom.
Betty had come over to my apartment for the afternoon, after suggesting we watch LotR together (the extended cut of course, at her insistence). Apparently my never having watched them was a crime to be resolved immediately. Betty was wearing a star wars t-shirt and slim fit jeans. Now, movie nights were a common way for me to test if a girl might be interested in TUGs and the like. I had asked her in advance if she tends to talk through movies, to which she replied that for LotR, she just has too much excitement and too many fun facts to share to not. I had hinted that maybe I should keep some duct tape on hand then, an idea she didn't outright shut down.
Cut back to watching the movie together - before we've even left the shire, the movie trivia had been flowing. I'm nervously waiting for my chance, when she catches herself mid-fact.
"Sorry if I've been talking too much, you can let me know if it's too much and if I should stop"
I jumped on the opportunity in front of me.
"Maybe I *should* break out that duct tape afterall"
"Maybe you should" she laughed
My heart just about stopped, but I quickly ran off to my room to grab my black duct tape from my bondage drawer. I didn't know if she was just playing along, being playful, or if she had interest in TUGs herself.
I came back in the living room, black duct tape in hand.
"Aww, no silver?" she teased
"How about we try silver next time to compare?"
"Deal"
My heart was pounding out of my chest, an exchange I could have only dreamed of.
I straddle her, surprising her a bit. I rip off a length of shiny black tape, and after she brushes her hair out of the way, apply it squarely over her lips. I smooth down the tape some, and the imprint of her lips is perfect, shiny and black through the tape. I quickly apply another piece lower, down to her chin. I rip off a third piece and she holds her hands up. I promise it's the last one, and she sighs through her nose over the tape and relents. This third piece of shiny sticky black tape goes higher, pressed just up against the bottom of her nose, which is now stretched down a bit to account for and welcoming the tape masking the bottom half of her face. I love the smell of duct tape, and I was hoping maybe she would too.
I asked how it felt and she gave me two thumbs up - I got off of her, and asked if she was able to remove it without her hands. Without stuffing I knew the gag could only be so effective, but this tape is sticky stuff. She didn't try to lick it off, but rather would move her jaw around, making that cute button nose of hers wiggle and bend with it, and scrunch up tight, but she had no luck removing the tape that way. She shrugged, and we continued the movie. Every once in a while I'd catch her trying to wiggle the gag loose. If she went to scratch her face I reminded her no hands for the gag - Which resulted in her scratching her nose by rubbing it on my shoulder (and maybe trying to peel up an edge of the tape too). We didn't end up finishing it that evening, as eventually dinner time rolled around and she slowly peeled off her tape gag to get ready to go out, but when I said I couldn't wait to try out the silver next time as I dropped her off, she laughed and agreed.
I hope you enjoyed this first time getting to gag Betty, and first story of mine - These go in chronological order, and while Betty ultimately isn't as into bondage as much as I'd have hoped, she certainly obliges me in trying out a ballgag for me, and really goes for it, which I'll cover in my next story.