A few moments passed, of Ty admiring Lisa's lust, before her toy body stood up from the chair, and he saw the mask emerge from her torso again.
It floated in front of his face, blocking his view. Ty's grin dissolved at her expression, which seemed to radiate pure \want\, and an air of "playtime is over".
The mask bent the other way, becoming a concave form, almost like a bowl, and floated ever closer to Ty's own face. Before it covered his face, all she said was "My turn", before his world became swirls, and his tongue was captured by hers.
The swirls did not hypnotise them, but it did break his sense of balance, and he felt himself falling backwards, before being caught by Lisa's many hands.
He felt them restrain his shoulder, his arms, his legs, and he began to wonder how many she even had, as he felt yet another pair go into his pants, and pull out his cocks, to softly stroke in agonisingly slow rubs.
He was being placed on something soft. Effectively blindfolded, and restrained, he could still recognise the softness of his bed, and subsequently the feeling of something standing on it. Her body, which gave him a shiver of anticipation.
But, the prospected capture of his cock did not happen, at least not yet, as first he felt many tongues licking at his two cocks, agonisingly slow still. He was being fondled, teased, and edged, not cumming yet.
He arched his back, thrusting in the air, hoping that one of the hands would grab his cock, for him to thrust into.
After each edge, he could feel kisses all over his body, as the tongues disappeared, and his cocks throbbed in the empty air.
Finally, he felt the warm soft buttocks of Lisa sit on his abdomen, just above his cock, a tease, but then both of his arms were forced from his back, and forced to grab those thighs.
More specifically, grab the handlebars on them.
That proved nothing more than a ruse, as the handlebars disappeared from his fingers, and suddenly, he felt a cuff placed around each wrist. The handcuffs, and he felt another shiver of excitement and anticipation, as she moved her hips, and his hands were forced to move with them.
She toyed with him for a while with that, hands in control, legs in control, and soon, sex in control. He felt two hands interleave fingers with his, holding him tenderly, despite the situation. He felt himself melt at this, and gripped them strongly, the hands gripping almost as hard back, in affirmation.
Then, all of a sudden, his vision returned. But it was not the vision he expected to have, looking up from his pillow at the dark drone toy body that would be towering over him. No, he looked slightly down, upon his torso, his decidedly still-feminine breasts standing at arousal, arms shown to emerge just above his eye-line, over… two walls of dark drone latex flesh.
It took a second, but then he realised; he was looking from Lisa's \crotch\.
His breathing increased, and he started thrashing a little, he saw those actions with his own eyes, almost an out-of-body experience.
Slowly, and deliberately, Lisa rose her crotch, to then sit right below his. The twin pillars of his cocks came into view, almost blocking his new eyesight, and then he moaned loudly as he felt — and saw — two tongues curling around them, playing with his tips.
Ty gasped and moaned loudly in the gag that the mask gave him, but then he saw one of the tongues disappear, the other tongue pulling double-duty by making 8-rounded figures around his cocks, and the remaining tongue… it plunged into his still-virgin pussy, pushing deeper, deeper than Ty could've ever known how to feel, and his eyes rolled backwards in his sockets.
As Lisa played with him in this seemingly impossible position for him to peep, he felt more hands wrap around his arms, keeping them steady, as Lisa finally raised her crotch again, and pushed it down on his cocks.
The next few minutes were a blur, as he felt himself licked, kissed, sucked, and fondled in a dozen ways, with his only perspective being hers, as she slowly dominated him.
Ty barely noticed it as the mask started morphing, wrapping around his head, covering his ears. He could still hear things, but now he heard a soft whisper, Lisa's voice, telling him affirmations, and also lewd things. He didn't listen properly, in a haze of pleasure, as the words registered more with his reptile brain, than his higher brain, but he just moaned.
She finally started letting him come. The first time around was a surprise, but the next few times, it just kept coming quicker, and coming, and coming…
Before he passed out, in her embrace, he saw her mask make one final change; It morphed to a perfect replica of her face, before she transformed. One that was moaning and smirking, looking right at her crotch, knowing he was watching.
Her holes gulped his seed one last time, before he too passed out.