I was helpless, naked against the wall in the silence of the perfumed room.
My arms and legs were spread wide, held by silken cords.
They had been tightened to the point where no movement was possible,fastened at elbows and wrists, ankles and knees.
A leather gag stifled all hope of sound from my lips. And from my naked body jutted my erect penis, rigid and straining. At its base a narrow strap was cinched tight, cutting into the flesh, preventing the blood from easily exiting the stimulated organ.
The room was luxurious, sensual. Deep piled crimson carpet, heavy green and gold velvet drapes, elegant chairs and lounges. Along one wall was an antique table backed by an ornate mirror.The door opened and two young women entered.

Hey look Carol, he’s here just as Linda promised’, smiled the blonde. She was tall and willowy, her thick blonde hair swinging well down her back from a high ponytail.
‘Oh yummy,’ laughed her companion, an Asian girl with her beautiful blue-black hair cut in a shining bob. They crossed the room to where I hung motionless. My eyes followed their progress even though i could not move move my head due to the strap around it. Carol then reached out and caressed my naked body, her fingers feathering over my skin. I flinched at her touch.
‘Hey, Sally, I think that he’s ticklish,’ she gloated to her friend.
‘Mmmm, that could be interesting later - but let’s explore what Linda left ready for us first.’
Both girls dropped below my level of sight. I then felt their fingers on my penis, moving it, touching , exploring.
‘Oh Carol he’s just the right size and beautifully shaped. How did Linda find one so perfect?’
‘Well, she has been looking for a while. But I have to agree- this is a perfect pencil d, It certainly wouldn’t be suitable for much else. Do you want to have first go Sally?’
‘Ok I think I would like to get down to it.’

I then felt the warm silk of Sally’s hair sweep across my groin, followed by soft lips caressing the head of my p, sliding over it. There was the soft warmth of the bottom lip at the frenum, the too brief flicker of a tongue tip, then the warm contact of lips again enveloping the head.