Mike awoke Saturday morning to find himself with his head encased in what felt like soft leather and his eyes covered and something in his mouth holding his tongue down. His mouth tasted like he had a bad case of morning after breath, which wasn't unusual after a night out drinking with his buddies.
He tried to move his hand to find out what was over his eyes, but found he couldn't move much, he was restrained spread eagle. It felt like he was on a bed and there were covers on. His head ached from the hangover, so he was not as quick as he might otherwise have been.
Mike was confused and didn't have any idea what had happened to him. He remembered his buddy dropping him off last night. He remembered coming in the front door and trying to be quiet so as not to wake Carol as he stripped and got into bed. He must have gone to sleep right away, but other than that, he didn't remember anything that would account for his present state.
Mike tried to call out. The gag prevented him from any intelligible speech, but the tried to shout anyway. Nothing. He tried again and put even more effort into it. Nothing. He kept at it, hoping someone would come and release him.
Several minutes later, he heard someone enter the room.
"Morning, dear."
"Mpfhh, mpfh ouu"
"What's that, dear. I can't make out what you're saying."
"Mphhf mwhh ooohh mhuuh muuuhhh."
"You really must have tied one on last night. You still can't speak intelligibly."
"Muhh aaahhhaa aahh aahhhmmaa"
"If you can't say anything intelligible, you really shouldn't speak."
Mike felt pressure against the gag and couldn't draw air through it. Carol had plugged it with something. Now Mike's efforts to speak or shout were even more muted.
"That's a bit better. Now where was I? Oh, I remember. We were discussing your condition."
"You came home drunk late last night. You go out drinking with your buddies every Friday night and come home drunk. Then you sleep in late on Saturday, wake up with a hangover and moan and complain for hours. Then you watch sports on the tv or go out with your friends to a game."
This isn't something that I will put up with anymore. It's inconsiderate to say the least and it really ticks me off! So I've decided to do something about it."
"I planned this very carefully with the help of some friends so that if you came home really drunk again we would put this little plan into use."
"You fucked up just once too often, Mike!"
"You've had your fun, now it's my turn. You are going to be my slave and sex toy all weekend until Monday morning."
"Some things you won't like, some you will. But you are my slave, and I don't care what you like or don't. It is about your pleasing me to make up for your Friday nights and weekend behavior."
"For now, you can lay there and think about what you have done and how you are going to please me this weekend. Meanwhile, I'm going downstairs to do a few things to prepare for later."
Carol removed the plug from the hole in the gag so Mike could breath more easily again. Then she left the bedroom and Mike.
Mike was left to wonder what Carol had in mind for him. He was sure that as soon as she released his bonds, he would get the upper hand and she would be the one bound to the bed. He spent a lot of the time until Carol returned planning his escape and revenge.
Carol returned and told Mike, "I hope you spent your time thinking of what you can do to please me. It's time for you to get up and take a leak. Your bladder must be full by now. But I know you and you are probably thinking of escaping and tying me up."
"No way. Not going to happen. I have some friends coming over to help me, and you stay tied to the bed until they get here. It shouldn't be too much longer."
Carol reached down and began to massage Mike's belly. This reenforced the feelings of his full bladder with the added pressure.
"Hope they come soon so you don't piss the bed."
Carol left Mike to his awareness of his full bladder and the fact that he couldn't relieve himself unless Carol let him up or he pissed himself.
About 5 minutes later, Mike heard the doorbell then several female voices. He still was sure that Carol wouldn't take this so far as to embarrass him by having the women really participate. She wouldn't embarrass him like that.
A few minutes later Carol came back into the bedroom. "I'm back. I'm going to turn on the radio to cover any voices so that you can't figure out witch of my friends are helping me."
The radio was turned on at a high volume.
"You probably think I'm bluffing and playing a head game on you. I'm not."
Mike now felt two hands caressing his right nipple and stomach. Then he felt two more hands caressing his other nipple and stomach. Then a third pair of hands began playing with his penis and balls. Finally another pair of hands began tickling his feet. Mike was shocked, then aroused, and then began laughing as his feet were tickled.
The laughing increased the pressure on his bladder, but the erection kept him from pissing, so at least he didn't embarrass himself by wetting himself and the bed. But the laughing made his bladder painful and the hole in the gag and his nose were restricting his breathing just enough to create a feeling of strangling.
The tickling stopped. Mike began to get his breath back and the bladder pain subsided slightly.
"Time for you to take a leak and empty that bladder, Mike."
Mike felt his left foot being released from the spread eagle position and felt a chain being attached to his left ankle cuff. Then his left foot was pulled to about a foot and a half from his right foot then fastened to his right ankle cuff.
Next a leather collar was fastened around his neck. His left hand was released from the bed and the cuff fastened to the collar. Then his right hand was similarly fastened to the collar. Hands pushed and pulled him and maneuvered him to put his feet on the ground and then they manhandled him and stood him up. They guided him into the bathroom and stood him in front of the toilet.
Mike felt someone grab his erection and push it downward. "Mike, take a leak," said Carol.
Mike tried to take a leak, but couldn't. Trying put extra pressure on his bladder and he was in pain from the full bladder.
"Come on Mike, take a piss, you can do it!"