Wake up the next morning

The glistening yellow sunlight stung your eyes as dawns light called you back to the waking world. Groggily open your eyes and move your left hand to shield your eyes from the vile light. Your right arm however was pinned down by a very sticky blond.

Camalia clung to your chest tightly. Her breasts pressing into you chest as her legs were entangled in yours. Though that was not the only thing on your lower half. Moving the covers off yourself you see your dear fiancé has her arms wrapped around Camalias waist. Her head laid comfortable on the blonds lap, giving you an idea what she had been up to.

"Surprised she waited as long as she did. I had half expecting Katlin to jump onto the table once I had taken Camalias virginity and start licking both of us clean." As you try and move your head starts spinning and you find yourself collapsing back onto your pillow. "Uhg! Too much wine!" You think to yourself as you feel the after effects of all your drinking.

Though the pain was not just in your skull. Your body was sore from all the fun from yesterday. Fun you wish you remembered more of. "How the hell did we get back to my room last night?" As you try and lay your left back onto the bed they instead come into contact with something soft and squishy.

Looking over to your left you see Sasha laying down next to you as well, sleeping quit peacefully. "Don't remember that part of the night. Man I really must have hit the wine hard. But when?" Looking around the room you see more than a few oddities.

Chains with cuffs hung off your beds canopy.

Feathers were scattered across the floor.

and there was paint on your window that seemed to be in the shape of boobs. Ones of various sizes.

Confused as to what could have caused the strange scene you try and recall the events from last night. You recall fucking Camalia on the table but after that everything becomes a blur. Perhaps one of the girls in bed could help you fill in the blanks. But which one? Waking them all up was an option but you get the feeling they would be a lot to handle all at once. Especially with the hangover you were currently fighting back.