There had been something in that screwdriver...

As you eat Lucy's snatch, your head begins to buzz. You start feeling dizzy. It's not the ****, it's something else. You feel detached from your body, from your actions, even as you reluctanly but obediently eat Lucy out. Through it all, your cock is standing rock hard at attention.
"Wha...." you pull away to look up at Lucy through eyes that didn't want to focus. "What did you...dooo..."
Lucy smiles. "Well, I thought you might put up your usual bullshit resistance, so I tipped the scales in m favor a little. It's a mixture of GHB and Viagra." She chuckles. "I only gave you a quarter dose. I wan't you to remember this...as much as you can."
Your brain tries to panic, but it feels packed in wool. "Dathe...****...****?"
"Date **** is such an ugly word, James." Lucy steps back. "This is just a little something to keep you from trying to back out." She puts her foot on your ball sack, squirming her toes around the base of your cock. "Now come with me, big boy. It's time to give me that cock."
"Two words..." you correct her, as if that's important. You can't seem to keep the thoughts from drifting out of your head.
The next thing you remember is laying on Lucy's bed. She's tying your wrists to scarves the trail away under the bed, and then does the same to your ankles before climbing on top of you to slide her pussy down over your piston.
"Ughhh....." she shudders. "That's the dick, right there..."
Your memory is a little spotty after that. You have flashes of Lucy riding your cock, laughing and moaning, others of her pussy pressed into your face while you lick.
Then, you remember seeing her ass bouncing in front of you, and you remember feeling the cum bubble up and out of your cock and into her while she screams.
Next thing you know, you're groggily sitting up in bed, having been let loose. You feel like you're going to vomit.
"Why...." you mumble. And a voice comes from somewhere you can't see.
"Sooner or later, I always get what I want, James." Lucy comes into frame, wearing the robe you had on earlier. "That was fun, baby. You're such an obedient little boy when you've had your medicine. You came in me twice!" She rubs her belly. "Maybe you knocked me up, even! Wouldn't that be fun!"
Your brain tries to panic once more. There's no way. A good time girl like Lucy would be on birth control. Wouldn't she?
"I've got to..." you shake your head.
"I don't think you're in much of a condition to drive, baby."
"I'll manage. Where are my clothes?"
Lucy laughs. "They're over there, idiot." she points at the nightstand. "All ready to go. You really shouldn't get behind the wheel of a car right now, but suit yourself. Your dumbass brother-in-law is already gone. I gave him my number, and so did Ana. We'll be seeing him again, I'm sure."