Taking Gwendolyn

Gwendolyn has a secret sex fantasy that's going to get her in trouble. She wants her boyfriend Glenn force her to have sex. It's just a fantasy but she knows what she wants-pretending to be raped-is wrong on every level. What should she think when her fantasy starts to come true?This is a 6, 000 word novelette intended for adult audiences. Content warning: This story features graphic sex, violent sex, depictions of BDSM, sex of dubious consent, and other depictions of adult sexuality.
Explicit language and adult only content. Excerpt:"I'm sorry. This was a mistake." And with that he was gone. I heard the front door slam and I was alone, tied up and bound to my bed with a gag in my mouth. What an idiot he had been. Kinky girl's secret. Most bondage equipment isn't a hundred percent secure. It's ninety-nine percent good but it won't keep you in place forever unless whoever is putting the bonds on knows exactly what he is doing and secures each restraint with a chain and a padlock.
Spitting out the ball gag was the first step. It took a little work and some determination, but ten minutes later I had the band that went around the back of my head low enough that I could force the ball out from my teeth. It felt good to be able to breathe normally. My jaw was a bit sore, but it wasn't anything I hadn't experienced before. My bed isn't that big and I'm not some tiny little girl.
There was plenty of wiggle room on the bed and in the slack of the restraints. Mr. Rough didn't know exactly what he was doing. I could just manage to reach the buckle to my right hand with my teeth. Again, remaining calm and carefully working with strong lips and tongue muscles I eventually loosened up the buckle enough that I could pull my hand free. I didn't even need to unbuckle it. I had purchased the leather restraints with soft padding on the inside.
It made for better compression when pulling against them, but it also made enough of a safety space that they weren't going to be the death of me.