Stay upstairs and call it a day.

You decide to stay put and go to sleep, mostly because you simply don't trust yourself, not lapsing back into that weird behaviour of sex dreams. The party is at this stage where most people are drunk anyway, and several groups have formed in various rooms or outside of the house, so nobody will actually miss you. Some might wonder where you are, but probably end up thinking that you are ... somewhere.

You undress and crawl into the bed, your head still spinning with questions. Maybe you should go see a shrink or a therapist or somebody of that sort. This isn't normal, isn't it? Or... maybe it is, and you just were kind of prudish before, and having a housemaid finally allows you to relax and dream and phantasize like any other person?

No. No, even having sexual phantasies and living them with your husband should NOT involve dreaming about being a **** on display fondled and fucked by your guests and friends.

You slowly drift away into sleep. And while your body relaxes, you suddenly start to wonder how it would feel to satisfy several men at once. Like... sucking one in front of you, while the other one fucks you from behind. And with your hands locked into place, others could use your hands as some kind of masturbators, while yet another one fondles your breasts while masturbating. There could be all sorts of man masturbating to the sight of you, bound and fucked, and in the end, the would jerk off onto your body and...

You moan in your dreams as you orgasm to your sexual phantasies. Twice.