fantasy 727 (temporary title) unfinished

Oh what a night last night, not the best. We had a so so roll in the hay, I wasn't feeling my best, allergies really started acting up. Took two benedryl, felt that warm feeling. Made the sex a little different. Put me straight to sleep right afterword.

I wake but my eyes don't open. Something is there. I reach for my face, my arm is slowly held tight, it won't reach, something is on my wrist. Try the other arm, same thing. And what is this noise in my head, static, white noise, some kind of shit. Crap.

Start to swing my feet out of bed. Crap again, Same thing as the arms. Attached with some kind of stretchy thing.

"Hey" my voice sounds funny, it's me but I sound far away.

The white noise in my head stops, then mouth noise, you know, like when someone is moving their lips close to a microphone.

"Good morning baby" your voice says.

"What's going on" I say.

"Just a little....fun".

"Am I tied up?"
"B, B, C" you say.

"Huh, BBC, what the hell?"

In a matter-of-fact way, like this is an you say, "Blindfold, Bungee, Cuffs."

Your voice is soothing, sexy and close as if you are right next to me, yet, not there.
"You are wearing headphones too. Sort of a poor-man's sensory deprivation system"

"Ahh", I see the light finally. "I really gotta pee"

"Thought you might, let me help", she offers.

Hands on my dick, I feel a plastic jar, bottle or something.

"Ok, go ahead baby"

"Umm, I can't." Women. They can pee at the drop of a hat. Sheesh. Men are a different story. Probably stage fright, bad position or something.

"Ok, maybe later" you coo.

A quick wet finger slips under my nose then just as quickly is gone. I sniff. Pussy for sure. Not your pussy though. Holy cow.

"Are we alone?"

"Hmmm, what do you think? Does it matter?", your voice again in my ears.

Oh man, what have I gotten myself into. The thought of another person here watching makes me tingle. This could be fun. Then again....
The white noise again. If I could hear anything before there is no way I can hear it now.
The bed moves. Another body? A mouth on my cock, and a mouth on my lips. My mouth tastes like honey. Not bad. I kiss back, my cock gets harder. This continues for seconds, maybe a minute. Then, both kissers are gone.

I don't recognize the female voice, "Hey baby, you like that?"

"Umm, sure. Who wouldn't"

"Well you looked like you did, want some more?" the unknown voice said.

Then as she was speaking I felt it again, two mouths, one on my lips, the other, licking my dick.
What the hell is going on here?
Hands now. Touching me on my legs, chest, arms, everywhere. Near as I can tell there are only two sets of hands. All the while this is happening the voices in my ears don't stop. I should say at this point that they aren't really voices, more like vocalizations, moans, lips smacking, tongues licking. That sort of thing. I'm starting to think that maybe there are more than two people here. So far they're all women. I think they are anyway. The faces I've felt haven't had whiskers.
More teasing and stroking with hands, lips and fingers.

The unknown voice again, "Well, well. He shouldn't have all the fun should he?"

"Of course not, we aren't here for his benefit," it's your voice.

They both laugh. I have no idea where they really are, or if they are really here. The voices are directionless, just coming from the headphones.
They stop.
The fingers, the hands, the lips The voices. All stop at once.
Stillness. Silence.
Then it starts.
Feathers or something. Tickles. Not enough to make me laugh. And a little breeze. I'm getting chilly. Chilly 'down there'. Oh no. Pee. Oh man, I have got to pee.

"Umm, this is fun and all that but unless you are into golden showers, I've really got to pee."

"Sure, honey. That can be arranged. Still want to play?," the other one says.

Duh. "Oh yea, this is getting interesting."

"Well then, here is what we're going to do. Your arms get unhooked first. We help you sit up a little. Arms get secured, straitjacket style around the chest. Next feet. Then we help you to the bathroom. Ok?"

"I guess. Yer in control."

"Oh no, I need something more definite that that. If you totally agree, say 'yes my queen.'"
This is weird. "Yes my queen." I comply.

True to their word, they untie me, lift me up, retie the arms, untie the feet, and help me to a sitting position.

"Can you stand up?" the queen asks.

"I'll try"

"WHAT!"

Sheesh. "Yes my queen, I'll try"

"There, that's better big guy"

Up I go, finally standing. Still blind. Still with the crazy headphones. One person on each arm.

"This way stud, we won't let you bump into anything"

So we walk. Slowly. Gingerly. So weird. No sight. No sound cues. Totally helpless.
I'm led then hear, "Turn around and sit."

"Sit?, What the hell, I've gotta pee."

"You're going to have to sit and pee like a girl. I'm not taking a chance on you standing, one of us holding, and you decide to get aroused and spray the walls and ceiling. Now sit."

So I sit. And pee. This is so weird, sitting like a girl, peeing, with supervisors.

"Well big guy, you done?"

"Yep" I begin to stand, then feel a hand on my cock. Oh, wiping. Of course, they're girls, that's what they do.

Standing now, somebody takes my headphones off. The blind can see!! Not really, but the deaf hear. Sounds. One of those things we take for granted unless it is taken from us.
The gurgle of the water filling the tank. The sound of breathing. Footsteps in another room. Luxuries, all luxuries.
It's like I'm hearing in color!

The unknown one stage whispers, "So is that good for you now? You like?"

"Well, yes my queen"

"You can cut the queen crap, that was her idea." She's playful now, the unknown woman, not a stage whisper, but not quite a full voice.

"Any chance of having the blindfold taken off so I can see you?"

"Not yet baby. We've got big plans for you. Just sit tight. You hungry?"

"Wasn't but not that you mention it, I guess I am."