The next morning

"What the fuck dude?"

I woke with a start, and it took me a moment to remember where I was. Once I did, I wished I hadnt. I was still naked and handcuffed to the bed with dried, crusty cum all over. My cock and balls ached from over use.

My brother was standing over me, dumbfounded.

"I mean...seriously...what the fuck?"

In my mind the first thought that came to me was, "The woman you are marrying today fucked the shit out of me about six times last night."

What I actually said was, "Just get the key, its on the dresser."

He picked up the key and looked at it for a moment, then paused and pulled out his cellphone. He aimed the camera at me and snapped a photo.

"Dude?"

"Hey man, blackmail photo," he said with a laugh, then began unlocking my handcuffs.