I awoke to find myself unable to move. The first thing I noticed in the darkness was my hands secured behind my back, then the strip of satin across my chest, binding my torso to the back of the chair I was sitting on, and then my ankles fastened in a similar fashion to the two legs of the chair.
And then that I was naked.
"What the...?" I murmured, as my eyes tried to focus.
A familiar voice penetrated the haziness.
"Good morning," she said wryly, "how did you enjoy your drink?" I shook my head with disbelief and delight. The saucy little bitch had doped me!
Blinking a couple of times, the fabulous form of Sasha came into view. She was seated atop the table before me, clad in the most incredible black mini-dress. Moonlight streamed in the kitchen window, highlighting the two little protuberances of her unharnessed nipples atop pert round breasts, pushing obscenely at the material of the dress. It was a cold night, although I got the feeling things were about to heat up...
"Sash, I..."
"Shh," she put a coy finger to her hot little mouth. "I think someone needs a lesson in patience..."
My head had finally cleared and my eyes drank all of her in. She was a goddess, tousled brown hair caressing her bare shoulders, big green eyes deep with kohl, and red little mouth wet with anticipation. My eyes drifted down her body which just got better – her dress stretched across her full, firm breasts, then plunged with her curve into her impossibly small waist, and was pulled out again by her lovely round ass, where it ended its brief encounter with her body. Her bare legs were crossed before me, and my eyes slid down her smooth calves to her feet, to which were strapped a pair of stilettos that glinted in the moonlight. I lost my train of thought momentarily as I envisaged the way they made her walk, all curves, and how I should love to bend her over something right now and just...
It was then that I realised I had a raging hard-on. I squirmed against the restraints, slightly embarrassed about having this great boner waving about for all to see. Sasha was watching me intently, and I saw her breath quicken and catch as she regarded my member standing to attention, hard up against my stomach. I could tell the girl loved cock.
"Mmm," she said, "seeing you hard gets me so horny," she purred, her voice husky with arousal. She was pushing all of my buttons, and didn't she know it – a drop of pre-come began to ooze from the head of my cock and I closed my eyes and waited for her to ruck up that little dress and jack me off with that sweet pussy of hers, and...
...Nothing.
I opened my eyes again to see her idly running a finger up and down her thigh, beating her foot like a cat's tail.
"I'll bet you want me to hop on that rock hard prick of yours, don't you?" Fuck she was a tease. I swallowed hard, and a small moan escaped my throat. "Patience, darling. Patience is a virtue," she cooed. Perhaps it was, but what she was doing to me right now was anything but virtuous. She smiled and leaned back on one arm, and the other hand slipped absent-mindedly to her breast. I was transfixed as she ran little circles around it, ever so lightly, and in the moonlight I could see her flesh rise into goose-bumps.
"Mm," she whimpered with mock innocence, "I'm getting so hot in here." Without warning, the hand that was wandering around her heaving bosom grabbed the top of her dress, and pulled it down over her huge mounds, freeing them into the cold night air. My cock was so hard, I felt like I was going to die if she didn't do something... I tried to get a hand free to take care of myself, but she'd done me up good. She slipped off the table and onto my lap, straddling me. My cock was so unbearably close to her hole, and I groaned with frustration as the erection became almost painful.
"Shh," she said, and before I could say another thing, she had one of her fantastic tits in my mouth. I suckled eagerly, my tongue running all around her nipple as it engorged to form a hard nubbin against my mouth. I took care of the other in the same fashion, while she fondled her breasts, sighing as they seemed to swell with desire. Fuck I needed her, but she pulled away and stood up, slipping her dress all the way off with her back to me. She still had the heels on and they were lifting her ass up and out for me, the elastic of her thong biting gently into the firm flesh of her incredible rear. She walked back over and regarded the stream of precome that was running steadily out of my twitching dick.