Ness waited for Jane with his hands constantly on his cage. Incessantly touching, stroking and playing. Each time Ness thought about his denial his lust shot to boiling point. However, it was immediately cooled to ice when he remembered his keyholder. A self administered, constant tease and denial.
Ness impatiently watched the clock on the wall. He needed to stay focused on getting the keys to his freedom, enduring each passing second as though it were a minute. Constantly glancing at the front door from the kitchen diner. Coiled to strike at any moment.
Ness has settled on his plan of attack, but he realized he was leaving himself wide open. He had concocted a brew of genuine curiosity but with a secret intent. The only way was to inquire about her kinky toys, at that point he could ask for the whereabouts of the keys and thus, get escape for his yearning penis. The door cracked open, an exasperated voice called through.
"Shit, Nessy can you give me a hand with this shopping, it's so fucking heavy!" Ness sprang to action and ran to aid her, he held the front door and took one of the heavy bags.
"God, thanks Nessy, I was on the brink of keeling over." She paused and looked at him quizzingly. "Hold on." Her gaze intensified. "Were you waiting for me in the kitchen? That's a bit ominous." She put the bags on the worktop and loosened her shoulders.
"Yeah sorry I was just desperate to talk to you. My day hasn't gotten much better since you left." Ness looked at the floor as he said it, trying not to make eye contact with Jane, demanding pity.
"Alright fine, let me just fix myself a drink. Do you fancy one Nessy?" This would work perfectly for Ness' plans, a tipsy Jane would be more pliable. Maybe then could extract the information with ease. The only risk was that Ness was a lightweight compared to her, he needed to take it easy.
"Go for it Janey, I could really do with one today. What you gonna make?"
"Meh, it's better if I surprise you Nessy." He saw Jane getting out their Mona Lisa cocktail shaker. This was dangerous.
"Mine's a weak one please Jane!" Ness pleaded. He thought he heard her mumble something before she looked back at him with a smile. "Of course, Nessy!"
It was clear that this was premeditated, Jane pulled out a variety of ingredients from the shopping bags and got to work. Firstly pouring glugs of anonymous liquid into the cocktail shaker with some ice from the freezer. Next, shaking the container viciously. Finally, throwing it in the air, only just making the catch. Ness chuckled, it was quite impressive.
Leaving the shaker on the side she pulled two cocktail glasses from the cupboard and poured the white mixture into them. Thick and milky. Ness was excited to try itz for the first time since putting it on, he forgot about the chastity device.
"Voila! Queen Jane's boozy Pina Colada! Go on, give it a try."
"I said to make it weak!" Ness took a sip, despite the promise of it being boozy it tasted delicious. Any hesitations about its strength dissolved with the rush of relief the drink brought. It had a pang of rum as the aftertaste, but it was like drinking sweetened coconut and pineapple milk.
"God damn that's good!" Ness gasped after the sip from the ice cold beverage. He immediately took another in, enjoying the sweet taste. Jane did the same.
