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What was that song?

Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd.

That’s it.

That’s all he could feel right now, the gentle throbbing of his head.

The world was spinning.

This was the life.

Why didn’t he ever try tranquilizers before?

This shit is brilliant!

Fantastic!

Fucking amazing.

When I was a child, I had a fever.

Now that I’ve got that feeling once again,

I cannot explain,

You wouldn’t understand,

This is how I am.

The world was spinning.

I want to run my fingers through my hair.

I cant.

My arm wont move.

The hell?!

I tried the other arm, stuck too.

I was starting to get feeling back again in my face.

It felt like water running down my body.

My body tingled.

I slowly gain control of the muscles in my arms again, but my arms were still stuck in place.

Spread-eagle.

Maybe I was about to get raped.

If I could feel my cock, I’m pretty sure it would be throbbing over that prospect.

God that would be great.

A good old, gang bang.

I can feel my chest now.

Why does everything sore and all tingly?

I peeked open my left eye.

There was a dark figure hovering over my legs.

He was breathing very hard.

I can hear him.

I can smell him.

He’s sweating.

He’s nervous?

Why?

He’s not the one tied down.

What’s he doing with his right arm?

He’s massaging my legs?

Punching them?

I can feel my abs, they hurt.

Is he working his way down?

He let go and ran out of my vision.

I quickly shut my eye and heard him scurry around the room behind me.

I could feel my heart beating faster.

I want in on this joke.

A soft buzz rang around the room.

Stay quiet.

Stay still.

I lay there in darkness.

The sound of a door opening.

A voice I’ve never heard before echoed around the room, “Here is your chair. Everything alright? Anything happen?”

He had a deep voice.

He must be black.

Or The Rock.

I would be alright being raped by him.

That would be a trip.

A sharp, familiar voice cut through the room, “Yes! No? Maybe?”

The shrink.

The shrink is feeling me up?

How interesting.

He wants some of this, eh?

The deep voice then said, “Ok, well, if you need anything you can press this button, and it will patch you in to the front desk. If you need to leave, the code is 448512.”

Code?

Code to the door?

Where am I?

448512

If I can just get free of these bonds, then I now know how to get out of the room.

Ha!

Whores.

“Sounds good!”  said the shrink

“Ok, well, are you sure you’re ok?” asked the deep voice.

“I’m just fine,” was the reply.

Liar.

“Ok, well like I said, just ring if you need anything.”

“Will do.”

He could hear the a soft beeping sound.

Six beeps.

Six buttons.

448512

He was going to get out of here.

The door buzzed and opened and closed and a similar buzz followed.

We were alone at last.

Should I say something?

I peeked over at him.

He was still facing the door.

I could feel a grin stretch across my face.

No!

Calm down.

He turned around!

I quickly shut my eyes.

We shall see what he does.

I could hear him walk quietly towards my body.

He was lucky I was tied down.

I would fuck his shit up.

“Ok bud,” he whispered, half to himself, half to me. “Let’s take a look down south, shall me.”

Yes, we shall.

I felt a large hand gently land on my crotch.

All the muscles in my body flexed.

Yes, this was going to be a good night.

Yes, sir.