Trying It On For Size Part 2

Tanya shifted her hips forward until the head of her latex covered dick rested on my chin and lower lip. I could feel the heat even through the latex and the pulse of the thick shaft behind the head beat against my upturned chin. With the second ratchet, my mouth felt wide open but not uncomfortably so. It was like I was getting ready to bite into a large apple. The fear hit when I felt her reach for the levers again and slowly apply pressure to them, sliding the catches into the third ratchet.

The pain was immediate and intense. It felt like my jaw was being dislocated. It was stretched wider than it had ever been before. I tried as hard as I could to bite down and reduce the pressure on my jaw joints but it was useless. I was biting into stainless steel and there was no give. I began thrashing around both in actual response to the pain and to signal that I was in distress. With my mouth clamped open impossibly wide, there was no way to use one of the prearranged safety words - "yellow," or "red." That important safety device was lost as soon as she went to the first ratchet. I stopped thrashing when I felt her fingers moving to adjust something. I didn't want to slow her down so I forced myself to remain motionless.

I was waiting, waiting for the relief of the device being moved back to the second ratchet. Instead, I felt the leather strap tighten behind my neck and then at the corners of my mouth, as she pulled tightly on it, digging it into my skin to make the clamp completely rigid and immovable. I began thrashing again, realizing that the tightened strap removed the last possibility of possibly ejecting the device myself with violent enough head jerks. It was now effectively part of my face and no movement on my part was going to dislodge it.

"Yes, yes little one, it hurts when it's stretched wide for the first time. But be patient, you will adjust, your jaw muscles will adjust and stretch to accommodate it," she said, breaking the long silence.