Big Mouth
  • Author - DyPuck
  • Rating -   
  • Site Rank - 2010 of 2955
  • Story Codes - M-m, non-consensual, reluctant, bondage, caught, humiliation, public, spanking, suspension
  • Post Date - 10/24/2019

Author's Note: Based off a true event with some exaggerations for storytelling purposes

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Nobody likes a big mouth.

At least, that's something seemingly everyone else seemed to know from the start apart from me. Ever since I was a little kid I had a habit of being a grass. Whether I was telling my aunts or mom about whatever mischievous activities my cousins were getting up to, or telling my teachers which friends were messing around or who hadn't done their homework, I got a certain indescribable joy from being a snitch, despite everyone always warning me, "One day your big mouth is gonna land you in trouble." But I didn't care, I never thought it would cause me any problems until one day it was too late.

I joined a Physical Ed club when I started college as a way to stay fit as well as keep busy. I had never been big into sports but I enjoyed it, we changed activities every couple of weeks between tennis, running, football, basketball and now we had running again. I began noticing 3 kids in particular from my classes who I didn't get along with, had started showing up. They looked miserable and never seemed to enjoy being there and I found out from asking around that the main perpetrator, Steve, was being forced to attend by his parents as a way of keeping him out of trouble and he forced his 2 lackeys, Neil and Tyler to tag along with him. This brought me great amusement, as like I mentioned me and Steve never got along, he had bullied me since we were kids and as teens that hadn't changed much, if anything it got worse with his buddies so anything that upset him gave me joy. So when I noticed after a few weeks that they had stopped showing up, I went snooping and caught them smoking behind the outdoor changing rooms, so I ran and grabbed the teacher and tatted them out. As he yelled at them and announced that they'd be in detention every day of the rest of that week, I could barely contain my smirk as Steve licked eyes with me and glared a hole through them. At the time I wasn't too worried, what's the worst he could do now that we were older, I thought.

The next week I was running about 15 minutes late by which the lesson would have started so I didn't have time to sign in with my teacher, I had get ready outside and run to the field where he'd lecture me for being late before signing me in. I rushed into the changing rooms and had just pulled down my jogging bottoms when I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and another hold my arms behind me, as I felt tape being wrapped around my wrists, then elbows and then just under my shoulders, before I felt my feet being lifted off the floor. "Imagine our luck, weren't even gonna show up until we saw you running here later than normal, does Mr Miller even know you're here? He won't come checking for you if you didn't sign in." My heart dropped as I recognised the voice, I strained to turn my head in it's direction. As I looked down I saw Neil holding my feet together. I began thrashing around in my captors' arms but it was to no avail, especially as I saw Tyler with a roll of white duct tape tying my ankles together, then taping another roll under my knees, just above them and one last rotation just under my bum cheeks which perked them up. I felt Steve's hand slip off my mouth but as soon as I opened it to scream, with his free hand he shoved a sweaty old sock that had been on the changing room floor for weeks deep into my mouth, as I gagged in it and tried to spit it out he took the roll of tape and sealed my lips. I was thoroughly restrained and unable to make a noise, they grabbed my feet and dragged me off towards the showers.

I looked around once they left me in the middle of the shower floor, while they stepped back to surround me. Steve, Neil and Tyler all stood with big shit eating grins on their faces as I stared back no doubt displaying the anger I was feeling through my eyes, though it did nothing except fuel their enjoyment at my predicament. "LMMT MFF MGMM" Let me go, I tried to talk through my gag but it was useless, they just laughed as Tyler began to walk towards me brandishing a pair of scissors. I tried to scoot away while shaking my head and pleading with my eyes, but he grabbed a hold of my shirt and began to cut away at it. Within seconds I was shirtless, almost naked besides my boxers that were now riding up my ass almost giving me a wedgie from my scooting, which to my dismay they took notice of. "Hey, you were right he does have a nice ass." Said Neil as he rolled me onto my stomach and playfully slapped my ass a couple times. I was shocked for multiple reasons, firstly because to my knowledge because all 3 of them were straight. I had heard always had doubts about Steve as he had a habit of slapping guys asses or dry humping them but I assumed that was his idea of banter, but the main thing that was surprising me at that moment; the erection bulging out of my boxers.

Before that moment I had never doubted I was straight, but being in that situation, bound & gagged, naked, completely helpless and at the mercy of 3 bigger guys who had it out for me. I had no time to catch my thoughts however, as Steve looked down at my crotch and got a devious smile on his face. I tried to roll away but I had grown more tired, any struggles I made at this point were nothing more than futile squirms, so I barely put up any attempt to fight back as Steve forced me to kneel, my head hung in shame as my cock stood straight up, poking out the top of my underwear. They all laughed amongst themselves as Tyler rolled down my boxers to fully reveal my penis before smacking the head, causing my to twitch and moan. "See, I always told you he was a little twink. This shit is turning him on." He said while laughing, causing me to feel even more embarrassed that my body was betraying me, I didn't want to feel aroused I wanted to lash out and get away from them but at the same time I couldn't deny this new feeling did make my heart race and my cock throbbed even harder. I was snapped out of my daze as I saw Steve open the equipment cupboard and rummage around, while Neil and Tyler grabbed my hair and arms and stood me up. They held me still as Steve approached me with a bundle of climbing cord rope in his hands. I stared back in confusion, wondering what his plan was until he walked behind me and I felt him clipping one end of the rope to the back leg holes of my boxers, then as soon as I realised what was happening and before I could react, I felt my pants being jerked up between my cheeks. "MMPPHH!!" I squealed into my gag and my eyes widened as the knotted underwear rubbed against my sphincter and my ass began to pound immediately as he brought the cord over a thick water pipe that hung over our heads, pulled it down forcing me to tiptoe and then clipped the other end to a thinner shower pipe, adding a knot at the end to secure the rope and forcing me to stay completely still with barely any room to wriggle around let alone stop tiptoeing unless I wanted to feel the full burn of my wedgie that almost resembled dental floss in my bum at that point. They pulled out their phones and began to snap pictures of me, I tried to turn away but I was held firmly in place standing upright.

Tears began to well in my eyes as they stung and I pleadingly looked at Steve who flared coldly back. "Don't look at me, you did this to yourself. You've got a big mouth and we decided we needed to shut it before it gets you in some big trouble, I mean look where it landed you here." I wriggled in my restraints but my hands were taped firmly behind my back, my legs were secured at every joint, my mouth had some random guys dirty sock taped deep inside it and now I was held completely still in place by a bungee cord that was attached to my wedgie. I was completely under their control and even if I could speak, talking back would do me no good. I gave up struggling and hung my head in defeat as the trio circled me, Steve held the tape in his hand as Neil and Tyler walked up with markers. Steve wrapped the tape around my eyes, now effectively blindfolding me. I grunted into my gag to which one of them spanked me hard, drawing more tears to my eyes. "Stay still bitch, we're almost done with you. Now if you're lucky, Mr Miller will find you in 2 hours after the lessons over. Otherwise if he doesn't bother checking these rooms you'll be here till night some time." They were right, everyone else used the indoor changing rooms so no one would have any reason to check these until the facilities manager would come to make sure no one was hanging around, but that would be in the evening once everyone had already left, meaning I'd be in this position for the next 4-5 hours. I began thrashing around again and yelling into my gag but I felt a pair of hands holding me by my waist and arms and then 2 other pairs of hands taking turns spanking my sore ass, stopping to hear my protesting muffled screams and laughing, before continuing. After a while they cease the spanking but I feel a new sensation, as if they're writing all over me with pens. I feel it on my bright hot asscheeks, on my chests, across my stomach and my thighs. They laugh amongst each other as they stop and say "At least whoever finds you now will know what you did and why you deserve this. And it's permanent so it won't get washed off." They say and I listen as I hear their footsteps begin to walk away and I'm filled with mixed emotions, one the one had I'm relieved that they're finally leaving me alone but at the same time I realise; they're leaving me here alone. "MPPPPFH, MMMT MMVM MMM MRR" Don't leave me here, I try to call out but they just ignore my muffled nonsense. "Well leave you here now, but we feel about about the mess we made, so we'll give you a wash. Oh and we don't need to say this but...don't tell anyone about this? Or these pics go to everybody" I nodded reluctantly, before I heard them turn away. But then I heard a new noise that made my heart drop; the taps to the showers being turned on. Before I had a chance to react, I was blasted with a stream of ice cold water for 30 straight seconds.

The outdoor changing rooms only had cold water, so it was advised that when we need to use them, that although they can only be turned on in 30 second intervals before automatically turning off. There were 4 shower heads in total with one on each wall and I was positioned bang in the middle of all four, Steve had turned on all 4 to play one after the other, so for 2 minutes I was sprayed with ice cold water from each direction. I could do nothing besides stand there morning into my gag, shivering, naked & dripping wet. The cold water did nothing to soothe my stinging bottom, only enhancing the soreness. The floor became slippery which made it harder for my to balance on my toes, but the minute I stood flat foot my wedgie dug into my cheeks which reminded me I had to keep standing, and the cold water had only gone and made it worse. I stood there, counting each second in my head, one the one hand hoping that Mr Miller or someone would find me soon but also dreading the humiliating moment that someone would find me like this.

I didn't know how much time went by, but it was definitely a few hours. I heard a jingling of keys and heavy footsteps and suddenly I snapped out of my daze, I had not gone to sleep but standing in that one position for so long had just numbed me out. I began screaming into my gag with all my remaining energy, "MMMMM, MMMPH!!!" Over and over until I heard the steps running over to the shower room and the curtains being pulled back before a stunned "What the F-" being let out by my discoverer. I could tell by the deep and gruff voice that it was the facilities manager, Bob. I almost came with relief when the clip forcing me to stand on my toes was removed my wedgie and I collapsed down onto the wet floor. I felt each bond coming away and the relief was orgasmic as I felt the blood rushing back into my limbs. I stood up and peeled the tape away from my eyes and mouth, immediately ripping the sock out of my mouth and spitting the taste out.

"Are you alright?" He asked me once I caught my breath "Yeah, what time is it?" I asked, as I noticed through the window that it was dark outside. "8pm, you're lucky I even came inside I was gonna lock the doors from the outside and head home. How long have you been here?" I had been there for 5 hours, I had got there for 2:20 and by the time Steve, Neil & Tyler had finished with me it would have been at least an hour, but before I could reply he asked, "And what happened? Who did this to you?!" I opened my mouth to answer, I was ready to blurt all 3 of their names and all the details of what had happened but I realised I'd have to relive the embarrassment of the situation. Additionally, I recalled the pictures they took and the threat of releasing them. I took a second to compose my thoughts, before looking up at Bob and calmly replying, "No one. I did this to myself." He looked doubtful and asked "Are you sure?" I said, "Yeah, I was messing around and got carried away." He looked at my body and back at the tape and rope that lay on the floor before letting out a, "Okay then." in a tone that let me know he didn't believe me at all. "We'll get your clothes on and meet me outside, I need to lock up and go home so hurry up." I got up and went to gather my clothes as he headed outside.

As I passed the mirror in the bathroom, I took a second to survey the state of my body and I understood straight away why Bob didn't buy my story. Across my chest in bright red marker it read, "MY BITCH", underneath that it read "OUR SISSY", I remembered them writing on my ass too so I turned around to check there. Across the back of my thighs it said "SNITCH" on one leg and "SLUT" on the other, and finally I looked at my ass cheeks. At first I could barely see the writing due to how bright red my bum was from the spanking all 3 of them had given me, but I finally noticed it. On my left cheek in big block letters it read "BIG" and on the right cheek it spelled "MOUTH". First I felt embarrassed again, as it brought back memories of the whole encounter again however to my surprise, as I rubbed my sore ass and replayed the events of that day in my head again, my cock began to bulge in my pants again, as I got turned on. I merely smirked as I grabbed hold of it and began jerking, replaying the encounter again as my penis got harder and I came closer to cumming. I exploded just as Bob poked his head round the door and called out for me, "Almost ready" I called back as I jumped up and hurriedly pulled on my clothes.

As I made my way home that night, i wondered what Steves response would be if I asked him to do that again some time.


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