Oh No!

It takes a second but all at once the mood of the room snaps into focus for your confused mind. Looking around again at the six pairs of eyes you see…raw, smoldering, lust! And all of it centered on you.

“Sorry Jesse. Hic!” Elsie says in that sorry-not sorry sort of way. “One surprise desherved another.”

“Oh no!” You say. “No, no, no, no!”

“Oh yes!” Allison shoots right back. “Get’im girls!”

It was like a starting pistol had gone off. As one the drunken women descend on you. Hands grab and pull, bodies hold you down, six women all working toward a single goal. You struggle but it is of no use. Even with their inebriation you didn’t stand a chance against their unified coordinated might. But the battle does not go the way you thought it would. They do not pull at your clothes. They do not kiss or nibble or suck. They do not grope or fondle, in fact your crotch isn’t touched once in the whole scuffle. No, their goal was not titillation, it was control. You don’t know where they came from but somewhere in the chaos padded cuffs had been attached to your wrists and ankles and, with a separate woman holding down each limb, ropes are extended from these cuffs to the arms and legs of the sofa you sat on. It wasn’t the best job in the world, but it was effective. As all but Allison back away from the couch you find yourself bound yet still sitting right where you had been.

“You’ve all gone crazy!” You gripe as you tug on the ropes to find them uneven but secure. The women giggle at their handiwork and openly admire the man they now had at their mercy.

Allison still sat on your lap, you note that she is careful to stay back from your groin. Grabbing the sides of your head she plants a savagely hard kiss onto your lips, you could taste the remnants of a sweet rum cocktail as her tongue plunged deep. Your lips and hers smack loudly as she pulls back again to the hoots and whistles of the onlookers. Leaning down onto you her cheek glides along yours.

“Elsie told me.” She whispers into your ear. “She told me about the enlargement surgery. You wonderful mad man! I know you’re still healing. Don’t be angry at her, I knew something was up with you lately.” She sucks your earlobe sending a tingle down your spine. “The others don’t know. They don’t need to know. To them this is just a kinky little game we’re playing.” Elsie told Allie you’d had penis enlargement surgery, which was not quite a lie though not the whole truth either. Why hadn’t you thought of that? Sitting back up she looks down at your crotch, wanting so bad to touch you but holding herself back, then up into your eyes with a big naughty smile that told you that she wasn’t at all angry. In fact she looked the furthest thing from upset at you. She looked ecstatic! Touched even, as if you’d done it just for her. Allison unabashedly approved! “Enjoy the show…stud.” She croons as she kisses you once more then backs off of you.

“Show?”

Your eyes widen as you see, revealed behind her, Mei and Shonice were already making out hot and heavy. Beside them Zoey had her shirt off and was slumped into Casey smooching and suckling at the women’s long elegant neck. Allison backs away and takes your sister into her arms with a wickedly sinful look on her face, on hand slipping in under Elsie’s shirt. Before she can go any further Elsie stops her. Her eyes had never left yours and her playful look had turned concerned.

“Wait.” Elsie says. “Do you want this Jesse? We can go home now, if you want.” While tipsy she was asking genuinely, from the heart. Needing your approval to go forward with this, she asks. “Do you like your…surprise?”

You peer into her eyes for a time…before slowly nodding your head yes.