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Being Bold : Wanda Maximoff

Summary: Wanda decides to be bold and wear her new ball gag in public… hidden behind her mask… during a pandemic.

Like almost everyone nowadays, Wanda had to get used to the new normal of wearing a mask whenever she was outside. She had them in various colours and styles, also one to pair with each of her most worn outfits. However, one accessory that had recently become a part of her outdoor outfits, was her neon pink ball bag.

Since coming to the US, Wanda had slowly but surely fallen for all things bondage. She loved the way it looked, her lips framing the shiny gag in her mouth. It made her feel vulnerable and even submissive, a feeling she never thought she would experience. Walking around in public, gaged behind her mask, was something Wanda enjoyed immensely. Going for longer walks each time she tried it, just to push herself, though only when she went out alone. Despite the growing confidence that Wanda had found within herself, she was still petrified of being found out, whether that was by an Avenger or a member of the public. Wanda didn't know what would be worse, but regardless being too bold with it wasn't worse than the risk.

The actual purchase of the gag had occurred just a few weeks or so prior, Wanda had been aimless scrolling through her phone, courtesy of SHIELD when Tony Stark had ‘requested her presence’ as FRIDAY had put it. Assuming she was about to be reprimanded for something, a slip in her training performance perhaps, thankfully he had handed her a credit card. A card allowing Wanda spending freedom, again funded through SHIELD and government grants to the Avengers programme. 

“We've all been given one, don't go too crazy.” He had joked.

“Says the billionaire.” She retorted back, in good faith.

“Do as I say, not as I do.” 

After that, as she took the elevator back up to her room, Wanda wondered what she should treat herself to. HYDRA had never given her any freedoms, never mind with money, they were loyal soldiers not paid ones. It was as she unlocked her room, that her mind arrived at something. Her own gag, like the one she’d seen in videos, pictures and the online forums she had joined. It was a small enough item that Wanda could easily hide, but also fairly cheap enough that Wanda wouldn't feel bad buying it with SHIELD’s money.

On the fifth week of owning and wearing the gag in public, Wanda had started her day off with some breakfast in the common room, dressed in a pair of pale blue, ripped jeans and a grey V-neck tee, when Natasha confidently walked into the room.

“Oh Wanda, perfect, would you mind picking up my new Widow Bites. They're just at the SHIELD HQ, I’d prefer to go myself but I'm swamped with paperwork and I want them for training tomorrow. Can I trust you?”

“Of course, Natasha. I was meaning to go for a walk anyway today.”

“Great, thanks, Wanda. I’ll let them know to expect you.”

“Well, at least this will be a good way of proving myself to Nat, maybe even go some way to winning back her trust.” Wanda thought as she made her back to her room.

Opening her nightstand drawer for her pass and dark grey mask, Wanda touched her gag pushed right at the back.

“I could wear… No, I can’t I'd be going inside a SHIELD building if someone were to see it would… But then how would anyone know. Ah fuck it, I’ll wear it.

Pulling it out, Wanda unbuckled the strap and positioned the ball between her lips, the pleasing smell of rubber hitting her nose, and as she passed the straps behind her head and under her hair, the telekinetic revelled in the feeling of the leather straps against her skin. Covering it up with the mask, Wanda checked herself in the mirror before locking her door and taking the elevator down to reception.

She passed through reception without a hitch, simply nodding to security at the doors before stepping out onto the streets of New York. The walk to the HQ was only a block or so, and Wanda soon found herself at the doors of the building. As she walked up to the security barrier, the Scarlett Witch suddenly realised that she would have to give her name and reason for being there. That would give the game away since she obviously couldn’t speak with a gag in, it wasn't big by any means but still near-on impossible to form words behind. Thankfully, she was recognised and all the guard did was nod as he waved her through. Better still, it looked as if someone was waiting for her at reception. 

“Follow me please Ms Maximoff.”

Wanda nodded and followed the women through some double doors, and into a waiting area.

“Wait here, please.” The assident said, before quickly disappearing.

Sitting down, Wanda relaxed, “That could’ve been really bad, I got very lucky.”

As Wanda sat and waited, her mind wandered further along the thought train, what if she’d been found out by the security guard. Would he take her to a back room to be questioned further, maybe he would go further, bend her over his desk and fuck her from behind. “ Oh god, that would be so fucking hot. Being punished for being a naughty girl, by a stranger.”

“Ms Maximoff?”

Wanda’s head shot up, pulling herself abruptly from her fantasies. A lab tech with an impatient look was staring at her.

“These are the Mark 7, Widow Bites.” He continued handing her a metal briefcase.

With the ball gag preventing her from speaking, Wanda simply nodded before taking the case. The technician looked strangely at Wanda, before leaving the room.

Wanda’s mind immediately jumped to the possibility that the techie knew that she was wearing a ball gag, even though there was no evidence to show that she was. It was then that Wanda’s body betrayed her, a bead of saliva dripped down her chin, just as she headed back to the lobby. Wanda decided not to wipe it off, for fear of giving herself away; however, the fact that the technician might know about it did make Wanda even hornier. Therefore, as she walked back up the security barrier, it was then that her body betrayed her again, as she felt wetness start to pool between her thighs. Squeezing them together, Wanda’s body betrayed a third and final time, as a small but audible moan drifted out of her trapped mouth.

“Are you okay?” The security guard asked.

“Mmm-hmm.” Wanda tried to reassure back, her response ending more like a moan, as she started to think back to her fantasy with this burly, muscular security guard. “For god's sake Wanda, get it together.” Wanda thought as she walked out of the building as quickly as she could.

Almost running back to the Tower, Wanda raced through reception and into the elevator, letting out a sigh as soon the doors closed. Leaning against the wall, Wanda quickly wiped away the saliva on her chin. She reached to remove the gag, but quickly stopped herself, FRIDAY monitored the elevators and she didn't want Tony Stark to see her removing her gag on CCTV. 

Hurriedly unlocking her front door, she dropped Natasha’s breifcase on the kitchen counter and skidded into her small bathroom. Taking off her mask, Wanda surveyed herself; her ball gag and chin were completely soaked in her salvia and some had even dripped down onto her t-shirt. She could feel a growing wet spot forming over her panties, likely contrasting starkly with her white cotton panties. Wanda felt a mixture of shame and arousal, but in the end, decided to throw out her dignity completely by moving her hand under her jeans. As Wanda began to rub herself through the panties, she started massaging her breasts through the tee. She kneaded and groped at her boobs, letting her loud moans escape through the gag, not even trying to hide them. As she pinched at her nipples, she thought again of the security guard, and how she would’ve loved for him to have taken her home and made her his. She rubbed harder at her clothed pussy now, pushing and grinding at the inside of the panties. Feeling herself about to cum, Wanda pushed her fingers down her panties and bucked her hips against them, giving her boobs one final hard squeeze as she came. Wanda allowed her body to slip to the tiled floor, letting the orgasm flow through her body, while she kept thrusting her fingers.

After coming down from her high, Wanda looked down at the wet patch proudly displayed over the crotch of her panties, finding her fingers just as sticky when she pulled them out. Finally removing her ball gag, she sucked her fingers clean savouring the taste for a moment, before she stood on shaky legs to give Natasha her equipment.

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