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Krysten’s chloroform adventures

            Krysten was not a submissive girl. Her boyfriend, Ryan, loved to dominate her while they were intimate. The only reason she did it was because she wanted to sexually satisfy her boyfriend. Deep down inside she badly wanted to be the one to do all the dominating. When she introduced the idea of her as the dominant one, her boyfriend disagreed. She didn’t protest, but only because they didn’t have to argue.

            She didn’t want to be denied, though. Since her boyfriend wasn’t going to let her dominate him, then she was just going to have to find somebody else. She knew just the perfect prey: her friends!

            All of her friends were hot and young. The best thing out of all of this was that Krysten knew that her girlfriends were gullible enough to fall into her dominating traps.

These are Krysten’s chloroform adventures:

Story 1: Wendy learns self-defense

            Krysten was excited to finally get to dominate someone, but who? She had so many friends. She logged onto her Facebook to look for someone who wanted to be surprised. Scrolling down her friends list, she suddenly stopped at Wendy’s profile.  Wendy was perfect! She clicked on Wendy’s page and went to her photos. In every photo she was wearing either a really short skirt or in a small bikini. What a slut, Krysten thought to herself.

            Krysten knew that Wendy’s boyfriend hit her sometimes. Now she had a plan to capture Wendy. She was going to teach her self-defense; she was going to teach her the sleeper hold. During the practice demonstration she was going to apply pressure long enough to put Wendy to sleep.

            She dialed Wendy’s number and then pressed send.

            “Hello?” Wendy said cheerfully.

            “Hey, Wendy, it’s Krysten. How are ya?” Krysten said with fake enthusiasm.

            “I’m okay. how are you?”

            “Good. I was calling because I had heard that your boyfriend hits you. I’m wondering if you want that to change?”

            Wendy hesitated before she answered. “um…he said he wasn’t going to going to hit me anymore.”

“It doesn’t matter. You need to be prepared to defend yourself at all times.”

“I guess I can’t argue with that. What moves are you going to teach me?”

Krysten didn’t want her to know that she was going to use a technique called the sleeper hold on her, so she told her something that wasn’t a complete lie. “It’s a headlock. It’s supposed to put the attacker down.” She half-lied.

“Oh. That sounds pretty cool. Did you want to do this tomorrow after school?” Wendy asked.

Yeah, that’s perfect. I’ll meet you at the flag pole at 3:13.”

“Great. I’ll see you there. Bye.”

“Bye”

When the bell rang Krysten quickly walked to the flag pole. Arriving there, she could see that Wendy was there waiting for here. Krysten liked what she saw. Wendy was dressed like a slut, just like she had predicted. Wendy was wearing a very short denim skirt. She was showing a lot of leg and if it was any shorter her butt would be sticking out. She also had on a tight red tank top on, her tits were almost popping out of it.  This wouldn’t be too hard to do. Krysten knew Wendy would dress like a skank because that was the way Wendy usually dressed. She couldn’t wait to get her in her room.

“Hey, Wendy. What up girl?” Krysten said.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Wendy replied.

“I would have been here sooner but I had to get something out of my locker.”

“It’s okay. I’m really excited to learn some self-defense. I can’t wait.”

“Me too! Let’s get out of here?” Krysten said anxiously.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Wendy replied.

They left the school and started walking towards Krysten’s house. They talked about boys and music during their walk. Ten minutes later they were at Krysten’s place. They entered the house.

“Wow! Your house is kind of big.” Wendy said.

“Thanks! Let’s go to my room.” Krysten said.

“Okay.”

They walked upstairs and entered Krysten’s room. She locked the door behind her, she didn’t want Wendy to escape. They took off their backpacks and laid them down on the floor.

“Are you ready to learn how to mess somebody up if they fuck with you?” Krysten asked.

“Yeah. You’re going to teach some sort of headlock, right?” Wendy asked, curious about what was going to happen next.

“Yes. It’s a light choke that puts the attacker on their knees.”

“Will it hurt?”

“No. it’s painless.”

“Show me how to do it.”

“Okay. First, I want you to swing at me as if you were going to punch me.”

Wendy slowly made the motion of a punch.

“Good. Now freeze when your arm is out all the way.”

Wendy froze while her arm was extended.

“While your opponents arm is out you have to duck underneath the punch and go around the person quickly enough to get behind them.”

Krysten went around Wendy and stood behind her.

“Then you take your right arm and put it around their neck, then you take your left arm and hook the left elbow with the other elbow. Thus creating a lock. With your left hand you want to put it behind their head and push forward. That way it’s very difficult for the attacker to get out of the choke hold.”

“Now I know how to do it.” Wendy said.

“I’m going to apply pressure, but first I need to use the bathroom.”

“Sure, go ahead.”

Krysten let go of Wendy and left her in the room. While she was in the bathroom she opened the cupboard underneath the sink and retrieved a bottle of chloroform and some handcuffs. She had stashed them there the previous night. She put the handcuffs in her back pocket, then she grabbed a white rag and folded it into a square large enough to cover Wendy’s mouth and nose. She poured the chloroform on the white rag, then she put the rag in her front pocket.

She was ready.

Krysten walked into her room to find Wendy looking at a magazine, she made sure the door was locked while Wendy was browsing through the magazine.

“Hey! Let’s try the choke hold.” Krysten said, smiling.

“I’m ready.” Said Wendy, standing up.

Krysten walked around Wendy and put her in the sleeper hold. She only applied light pressure, she wanted to tease Wendy first before knocking her out.

“We should sit down”. Krysten said. Suddenly sitting down, she forced Wendy to sit on her lap. She wanted Wendy to pass out on her lap so she could turn her into a sleepy ragdoll and have her way with her.

Krysten applied more pressure to Wendy’s neck. Wendy’s face contorted a little as she grabbed Krysten’s right arm with both hands.

She can’t breathe, I guess I’ll tease her a little bit before putting her out. Krysten thought to herself.

Krysten stopped applying pressure, but kept her in the sleeper hold. Wendy gasped for air as she held on to Krysten’s arm.

“Oh my god! I couldn’t breathe.” Wendy said as she tried to get her breathe back.

“I know…that’s what the sleeper hold does to you.” Krysten said as she gave an evil smile to Wendy. Wendy looked scared as she finally caught on to what her friend said.

“What do you mean sleeper hold?” Wendy asked nervously.

“It means if I apply more pressure for a little longer you’ll go to sleep.”

“What? I’m not down for th-”

Suddenly Krysten applied all her strength into Wendy’s neck. Wendy’s grip hardened on Krysten’s wrists as she tries to get out of the sleeper hold. Wendy squirms around but can’t get out because Krysten has a strong grip on her. Wendy slowly stops moving around as her grip starts to slacken. Wendy opens her eyes only to start having difficulty keeping them open, her eyes then start to slowly flutter as her hands lose their grip and fall to her sides. Her eyes are fluttering rapidly as her body goes limp against Krysten’s body.

She’s out cold, Krysten thought.

Krysten’s pussy started to get wet as she looked down on Wendy’s unconscious body. Krysten started to massage Wendy’s tits with her hands. She decided she was going to lift Wendy’s miniskirt, but while she was tied up. Krysten wanted to knock her out one more time using the sleeper hold.

Krysten released the pressure off the sleeper hold. Wendy snorted as she inhaled sharply, then coughed until she was coherent once again.

“Let me go, Krysten. Please don’t knock me out again.” Wendy pleaded as she tried to get Krysten to release her from the sleeper hold.

“I don’t think so, slut! I’m kind of curious as to what kind of underwear you’re wearing.” Krysten said.

“My underwear? I’m not showing you my underwear.”

“I know you’re not, but I’m going to give myself a sneak peek while you’re asleep.”

“Someone hel-”

Krysten tightened the sleeper hold as Wendy tried to scream for help. Wendy made choking noises as she grabbed Krysten’s arm. She attempted to get out of the sleeper hold, but to no avail. Wendy was trapped in the sleeper hold. She slowly started to lose her energy and urgency as her eyes slowly began to roll over. Wendy’s grip on Krysten’s arm slackened, and her arms fell onto her lap. Her eyes were fluttering, then closed as her body went limp against Krysten’s body.

Krysten reached into her back pocket and pulled out the handcuffs. She handcuffed Wendy’s left wrist. To get both of Wendy’s wrists behind her back she needed both of her hands, and that meant stopping the sleeper hold. She was ready.  Krysten let go of Wendy while she was passed out, then she quickly grabbed Wendy’s already cuffed wrist, then grabbed her right wrist, then she put both behind her and cuffed the right wrist. With Wendy fully handcuffed she put her back into the sleeper hold just as she was waking up.

Wendy looked scared when she figured out that she was restrained. “Did you handcuff me?” She said, very paranoid.

“Of course! I want to play with your body, and I need to make sure that you can’t get away.” Krysten said, smiling.

“Don’t do this to me. Please let me go.”

“Let’s see what kind of underwear you’re wearing.”

“What?” Wendy said, extremely panicked.

Krysten reached down and pinched each end of Wendy’s skirt. She slowly pulled up her skirt until it was at her waist. Krysten’s pussy got wet as she noticed that Wendy was wearing black Victoria’s Secret panties.

“Oh! You look so cute in your black underwear.” Krysten said in a lustful manner.

“Stop, Krysten. Put my skirt down!” Wendy cried out.

“Are you wearing those sexy black panties for me?”

Wendy looked around nervously before answering. “Um…I was gonna go to a guy’s house after this.” She said.

Krysten became angry. “You slut! I knew you were a skank! It’s okay, though, because I like to put little sluts like you to sleep.”

“Please, Krysten, don’t put me in the sleeper hold again.”

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore, Wendy.”

“Huh?” Wendy asked, scared.

“I’m going to introduce you to some chloroform.”

Krysten then grabbed a handful of Wendy’s hair and pulled it so that Wendy was forced to look up.

“Let go or I’ll scre-”

Krysten put her chloroform soaked rag over Wendy’s mouth and nose. Using her other arm, she out it around Wendy’s waist to make sure she couldn’t get away. Wendy squirmed around as she tried to stand up, she also tried to move her head around, but Krysten was too strong. Krysten’s arm was clamped around Wendy’s face.

“Mph-mmpphh!” Wendy’s protests were muffled.

Wendy’s energy was draining, she slowly stopped moving. Wendy tried to keep her eyes open, but they on rolling over. They started to flutter as her muffled protests became weak moans. Krysten watched Wendy’s eyes as they slowly closed, then Wendy went limp.

“You’re all mine now you little slut.” Krysten whispered into Wendy’s ear as she held the sleepy rag over Wendy’s mouth and nose. Krysten held it there for a minute to keep Wendy in a deeper sleep for a while. Krysten looked at Wendy’s eyes, they were closed.

Krysten removed the sleepy rag from Wendy’s face. Her mouth was partially open. Krysten threw the rag to the side. She looked and couldn’t stop looking at Wendy’s legs. Satisfaction surrounded her as she realized that she had a cute girl knocked out in her underwear on her lap. Now that Wendy was unconscious Krysten was going to take advantage of her.

Curious to see the rest of her friend’s body, Krysten lifted Wendy’s tank top high enough to expose her breasts. Krysten’s gaze went straight to Wendy’s tits, she saw that her friend was wearing a black bra to match with her black panties. She wasn’t surprised to see her slutty friend in lingerie since she was going to go fuck some guy after this, but that wasn’t going to happen anymore.

“You’re going to have an extended visit now, you stupid skank!” Krysten whispered to an unconscious Wendy.

Krysten reached down and pulled Wendy’s bra down so that her breasts popped out. She became wet as she looked at her friend’s small nipples. Using both of her hands, Krysten started to grope Wendy’s tits. She couldn’t keep her hands off her friend’s dd’s. she played with Wendy’s nipples, pinching them to make them get hard. She wanted more of Wendy.

Krysten picked up Wendy’s limp body and laid her on her back, on top of her bed. She looked down at her unconscious friend, she was getting really horny knowing she finally gets to have her way with Wendy. Krysten grabbed Wendy’s ankles and spread her legs wide open. She crawled to her friend’s head and began kissing Wendy’s nipples. She was licking them like they were made of ice cream. While she was sucking on Wendy’s tit she started massaging her pussy. Krysten stopped sucking on Wendy’s tit and shoved her tongue into her friend’s mouth. While she was making out with Wendy she stopped massaging her and began groping her tits. Krysten slowly licked Wendy’s lips as she pinched her nipples.

Krysten wished so bad that she could fuck Wendy, but not in the way that girls have sex. She wanted to violate her like a guy could. Krysten decided that she was going to have to visit the local sex shop and buy herself a strap-on dildo.

Looking at her bedside clock, Krysten realized that a whole hour had passed by while she was having her way with Wendy’s body. Wendy was going to wake up soon.

Krysten flipped Wendy’s body so that she was on her stomach. She went to her drawer and grabbed the handcuff keys. Going back to the bed, she unlocked the cuffs and threw them aside. Krysten was still horny, and Wendy’s skirt was still pushed up, revealing her big firm butt in those sexy black panties. Krysten grabbed Wendy’s butt and squeezed it hard, then she did it a few more times. When she was done, she pulled down Wendy’s skirt all the way, then she flipped Wendy so she was on her back and pulled down her tank top.

Now that Wendy was fully clothed again Krysten turned on the tv and waited for Wendy to wake up. Within ten minutes Wendy had awakened.

“Uh…what happened?” Wendy said groggily.

“You don’t remember? I was teaching you self-defense. I guess I put too much strength into my headlock because you ended up passing out.” Krysten said, lying.

“Really? I don’t remember any of that happening. How long was I out for?”

“Um…a few minutes.”

“Wow, that’s crazy! The good thing now is that I can defend myself, but don’t worry, my boyfriend said that he wasn’t going to hit me anymore.” Wendy said, unsure of herself.

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

“This has been fun, but I have to go.”

“Alright. I’ll see you at school.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye.”

Wendy stood up and grabbed her backpack. She made her way out of the room. As Wendy walked out Krysten stared at her ass, a mischievous smile appeared on her face. Krysten felt so good that she finally got to have her way with one of her slutty friends. She couldn’t wait to do it again to one of her other skanky friends.

Until next time…….

THE END

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The warmth from the rays of sun shining through the window woke Christina. For whatever reason, these past few days she had been sleeping in later than usual. She thought maybe she was just a little sick because she would always wake up feeling a little sluggish and had a slight headache. But after a few hours of being awake she would return to normal. Today was no different. Christina checked her phone. 10 a.m. Crap! She only had an hour to get ready!

Today she was supposed to go to a Women & Wine lunch fundraiser. She forced herself out of bed and into the shower. The steam helped clear her head. She then straightened her chestnut brown hair and put on a white tube dress. It was tight on her but it was a hit with the guys and she was single so she decided to play it a little dangerous today. A pushup bra gave her breasts the slightest bounce as she walked. Now for her white g-string….which was nowhere to be found. Come to think of it, a few of her favorite g-strings and panties were missing. She had wanted to wash them this morning so she could pick the sexiest one to wear. The only other one she could find that wouldn’t show through the thin white dress was a light blue thong. Not having any other choice, she slipped it on. Christina examined herself in the mirror. Her lightly tanned legs would look even better in some white high heels. She slipped those on and headed to the event.

The fundraiser lunch was enjoyable and she did receive quite a lot of attention from the guys but she was still feeling a bit tired so she decided to duck out early and head home. Maybe an evening of rest would help more than the wine she had drank. She drove home, slipped of the high heels and collapsed on her couch. Christina dozed for a bit but then decided to watch some tv. She put on her favorite comedy and zoned out. After a few episode she started to feel more alert. Maybe she would order a pizza for dinner. She was about to get up when something sinister caught her eye. In the reflection of the tv, she could see the outline of a man standing behind her couch. She couldn’t make out any details. Maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her. Yeah, that had to be it. She was tired and seeing things…but then he raised his hand.

Christina froze in fear as the reflection of the hand came down on her head and started to gently stroke her hair. Tears of fear welled up in her eyes. She wanted to speak but couldn’t find her voice. She tried again and a small squeak came out.

“Shhhhhhh”, said the man. “Be a good girl now.”

Her heart was pounding. “Please….don’t hurt me. I’ll give you anything you want.” “Aw, what a good girl.” The man stopped stroking her hair and reached his hand into his pocket. Christina was too afraid to turn around and look at what he was doing. All she could do was watch his reflection in the tv. He pulled out a wad of something. As he unfolded it and dangled it off his finger she knew what it was…one of her g-strings. The man wrapped it around his first two fingers and sniffed it before bringing it around to her nose.

“You smell so good, baby.” He said. Christina didn’t want to make the man angry so she sniffed. Her scent was quite pleasant, a mild feminine scent. It seemed to please the man so she took another sniff. The man reached his other hand into his pants and began to play with himself. Christina sat there awkwardly sniffing her own g-string. She wondered how long he would keep her here.

The man then removed his hand from his pants and reached into his pocket again. This time, he removed what looked like a small bottle of lens cleaner for glasses. He spritzed the bottle a few times onto her g-string and brought it back to her nose. The smell made her sinuses burn slightly. What was this stuff? She tried to shake her head away from his fingers but he placed his other hand on top of her head to keep her still. She took a shallow sniff. The chemical smell was over whelming. She tried just breathing through her mouth. That seemed to work. But the man caught on and took his hand off her head and brought it over her mouth. Now she was practically suffocating on the fumes. “That’s it, take your medicine, baby. Shhhhh. Just take your medicine.”

Christina tried holding her breath in hopes that the man would pull away the chemical soaked g-string soon. No luck. After a few moments it felt like her lungs were about to burst. The man was onto her tactic as well. Just as she was about to pass out from lack of oxygen, he let go of her mouth for just a split second, long enough for her body to force her to take a deep breath, before clamping her mouth shut again. This forced her to take a deep breath through her nose. The chemical scent mixed with her feminine scent was strong as it overcame her lungs.

The room began to spin and she began to feel as if she was melting into the couch. Her body was forcing her to breathe the fumes now and she was finding them more and more bearable with each breath. Fear was turning into a soft sedation. Her eyes could no longer focus on the reflection of the man. The show on the television was now just a big colorful blur. Her head began to lull to the side. The man took his hand off her mouth and reached it into the top of her dress. She couldn’t help but feel relaxed as his strong warm hand massaged her breasts. She continued to breathe the fumes in a slow rhythmic pace. The man removed his hand from her top and reached it under her dress. She was in ecstasy as he caressed her most feminine parts. He removed his hand and placed his fingers over her lips, gently sliding her sweet juices over her succulent rose pedal lips.

Her eyes were fluttering closed now. The man removed the g-string from her nose. She could hear him walking around to the front of the couch now. She felt him pick up her feet and place them on the other side of the couch, forcing her to lie down. She felt his hand begin to stroke her forehead. Then she felt the slightest pinch on the side of her neck. The man began to say something but his voice sounded like a warbled mess.

*****

Christina sat upright. She was still on her couch. The annoying headache was back but much stronger now. That was the weirdest and most vivid dream she’d ever had. She stood up and felt something odd. She reached under her dress…no thong! A chill went down her spine. That was just a dream, right? A DVD on her coffee table caught her eye. It was just a standard silver faced DVD but a heart had been crudely drawn on it with a red marker. She sluggishly walked to the DVD player and set the disc inside. She hit play.

The video was of her in her bed sleeping! She watched in nervous anticipation as a man stepped out from behind the camera and made his way to her bed. She knew it was the same man from before. Her body went cold as she watched the man produce a thick white cotton cloth from his pocket and spritz it with the bottle. He then held it a mere inch from her sleeping face. It all made sense now. This creep had been breaking into her bedroom at night, drugging her, and stealing her panties for his own sick pleasure! She fast forwarded the video. After a few minutes the man checked her eyes and then firmly clamped the cloth over her face for a moment.

Despite being horrified, Christina felt oddly aroused. This was new and exciting. And the man clearly didn’t want to cause her harm. Maybe she would wait a few days before getting new locks. And maybe she would take a trip to the lingerie store for some new panties. She wondered what kind he likes best….

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Los Angeles,

October, 1982

Diana Prince aka: Wonder Woman observed the female spy and her male KGB contact meeting up on the park bench from where she sat inside a coffee shop by the window. A spell of melancholy rainfall that had drifted from New Mexico was pattering the coffee shop window lightly. If it was still raining later tonight, she could lay down on her apartment floor by her living room window and lovingly watch the raindrops glisten on the window glass in the dark nightime quiet. This was just one of her favourite things in Mans World; listening as the raindrops dribbled down the glass, orange streetlamp light caught within raindrops. A simple pleasure.

The female spy Diana was watching was intending to sell the Silicon Valley microchip company's new design and sample microchip she'd stolen to the KGB. Diana had followed her investigative instincts and tracked the KGB agent buying the items, named Timur, down here in sunny Los Angeles. All the other CIA agents were following different leads, while Diana aka: Wonder Woman went her own path solo to catch the spies. Diana sipped at her coffee with her glistening lipglossed lips, studying both the female spy and her male companion in a suit. The woman looked very familiar to Diana, as did the man standing beside her, holding a large umbrella to protect her from minute summer rainfall spatters. The woman was dressed in a voluptuous figure hugging black designer raincoat, she had on small frame designer sunglasses, her long red hair tied immaculately with laqured chopsticks, sheer black silk stockings and very nice shoes. Both of the spies seemed to exude a regal air, Diana felt. The woman was laying down terms for the exchange to the KGB heavy Timur and a deal was agreed upon. Diana's heart picked up after she saw the woman reach into her coat to bring out a brown manilla envelope probably containing the blueprints and then a palm-sized plastic container. Diana knew in her gut that inside the container was the tiny microchip sample. Time to call for backup, she thought. She left the waitress a big tip for her prepaid coffee then called it in at the coffee shop's payphone. As she heard the connection ringing, Diana smiled to herself, knowing that by the time Steve Trevor had sent a group of CIA agents to catch Timur, Wonder Woman would've already have all three bound up together ready for pickup! Diana Prince giggled, smiling to herself giddily. Keeping a watch on the spies, she explained the situation to Steve and asked him to hurry quickly while he asked Diana to be careful.

Diana saw Timur handing the woman a briefcase, containing payment for the plans and microchip. The woman opened the briefcase, examined the cash inside, smiled and nodded. Handing the plans and sample microchip to Timur, who put them inside a diplomatic pouch. Their deal was completed, Diana realised. All three of them rose up and walked towards an alley where their parked cars were. " Steve, I have to go, bye." Diana said, hanging up, barely registering Steve's insistent pleas for her to stay in the coffee shop. Diana Prince went outside, quickening her pursuit of the three spies fifteen feet away now. Diana stopped for a moment to let a mother walking her beautiful baby laden pram go past, she smiled to them both. All her concerns were forgotten for a moment, just seeing the mother and child together. Great Hera, there is such beauty always to be seen, she thought...Diana pursued the spies inside the alleyway, finding them waiting for her! Had they heard her quietly approach? Timur stood by his cheap Chevy Cavalier, holding his Makarov pistol on Diana, while the man and woman stood by their dark windowed BMW 3 Series.

" We meet again...Diana Prince." The female spy purred slyly. Diana sighed, realising who the woman and her companion were: Elizabetha Malpez Valentina and Sebastian Maximillian Verlaine...Almost twenty five years of linear, human time since she'd last met them and they were both still physically beautiful. Here they were out in the day, using sunscreen, dark clothing and an umbrella as sunlight protection. Diana's eyes blinked behind her sunglasses, remembering in a flood of emotion those long nights of pleasure...Elizabetha playfully drew down her sunglasses slightly and winked. Diana heard the softest of female, Russian accented voices within her mind from out of nowhere: " I've misssed you, sweet Princess Diana of Themyscira...No need to frown with concern; I'm linking with your mind and thoughts. We've kept your secret...Yes...Oh, you have such a beautiful surprised smile!" Diana felt a little dizzy...smiling to herself...Thinking: It's been a while, yes. And it had been barely a week since Diana's last telepathic conversation with her Paradise Island family. Elizabetha's telepathic voice hummed pleasurably before resuming communication: " Why don't you duck out of sight for a moment behind that alleyway corner. Then you can transform into your true self, without this human cottoning on." Diana felt slightly overloaded, suddenly hearing Sebastian's telepathic voice talking to Elizabetha:" Elizabetha, can we go before the American agents turn up?" Elizabetha glanced disaprovingly to Sebastian : " We'll go in a moment, but not alone!" Her thoughts whispered. Diana ducked behind a brick wall corner and swiftly twirled around, transforming into Wonder Woman. Within seconds, Wonder Woman unhooked her golden lasso and jumped fifty feet into the air, landing to face a surprised Timur aiming his puny Makarov at her. Timur shot twice, finding no target as Wonder Woman easily deflected the rounds to ricochet safely into brickwork. She disarmed him, crushing the Makarov's barrel in one left hand! Timur frowned, gulping. WW tossed the ruined gun to one side. She lassoed him, hypnotising Timur into passivity.

One KGB spy, ready for pickup, Wonder Woman thought. Now for - too late to move as the vampire's ensnared her! Sebastian held her from behind, clutching her arms tightly while Elizabetha came at her, looking lovingly into Wonder Woman's face. Wonder Woman saw the heavy rubber black beauty gas mask that Elizabetha was bringing closer to WW's face, it had a five inch long chrome metal pressurised gas tube attached to it. What's in that tube? Wonder Woman thought, letting out an involuntary, instinctive fearful gasp as Elizabetha forced the black shape of the cold rubber mask onto WW's face. Wonder Woman's bright blue eyes stared out over the black beauty gas mask. Elizabetha smiled and pressed the gas release button on the gas mask - Wonder Woman felt a pressurised cold Chloroform vapour spray over her captured lower face. Wonder Woman instantly coughed, recognising the all too familiar stinging Chloroform scent! She screamed in alarm, voice distorted by the gas mask: " Nooo! No!" Her thoughts panicked: No,nononothiscan'tbehappeningpleasedon'tknockmeout...

" Ssshhh..it's alright.." Elizabetha hushed Wonder Woman, keeping the Chloroform vapours flowing. WW coughed on the heavy but softer than usual Chloroform mixture she could smell flooding the airtight mask..No..air..can't breathe..it's...Chlor...chl..chloo..r..o..ffommmm...Mind disconnecting in fleeing horror from her conscious brain as only Chloroform could make you feel...Pins and needles on her face now, throat dry, tounge numb, hands shaking with tremors, neck muscles loosening, ears screeching with static, vision wet and blurry...Why..can't..I breathe?, Wonder Woman wondered and felt Elizabetha's and Sebastian's hands clutching at her...Whispering fingers travelling down the back of her unitard and goose her ass cheeks...Wonder Woman barely felt herself frown at the touch on her flesh. Heart now struggling to beat faster with her bodily arousal. A cold, shivering delicious current rushed down her spine and she gasped...Then had to inhale more hissing Chloroform vapour...Elizabetha stopped the Chloroform gas vapours flowing, releasing her thumb...From behind her, a man's hot breath tickling at her neck, Wonder Woman felt Sebastian's hungry eyes staring to her neck...Felt him becoming hard against her right ass cheek...Diana gasped, feeling him there...Wetness growing between Wonder Woman's legs even as each leg was going numb...An horrific coughing sound coming from somewhere...WW's mind desperate to tell her that she was the one coughing. Panting for air now in an central nervous system response...desperate for air. Lungs and shoulders feeling like they're on fire...Someone holding her body upright now...A voice within her mind, inside her vibrating screeching echo chamber of a skull: " Ssshhh, don't be afraid. It's specially made Chloroform, do you like it? Sleep, sleep." Wonder Woman's glazed, drugged, reddened eyes stared out at Elizabetha's vulpine smile revealing her glistening teeth...Each white tooth curving slightly to a jagged very sharp tip point...Seeing past the veil: the pale flesh, the deadly sharp fingernails and dark colour changing predatory eyes watching Wonder Woman's last bewildered gasp for air: " Mmmmmmff..." Feeling herself falling beneath the welcome warm ocean waves into airless, bound, suffocating darkness...

Elizabetha waited a few more seconds before removing the black beauty gas mask from WW's open mouthed beautiful face. Satisfied that WW was unconscious from her low heartbeat and loud snoring! In a blur of motion, they each took the sleeping Wonder Woman inside their BMW, laying her gently over the cool back seats. The suitcase resting beside her. Sebastian retreived the hypnotising golden lasso from Timur and shook him awake. Timor might be caught by the CIA agents who would arrive any moment, while Sebastian and Elizabetha would make a clean getaway. Timur would be released without questioning, since he had diplomatic immunity. Elizabetha drove them both away, unable to resist angling the rearview mirror seeing through her own invisible reflection to their sleeping, drooling and snoring captive there on the back seats. Peeking into WW's very troubled Chloroform dreams of colourful, airless confinement, Elizabetha exhaled in excitement. It suddenly started raining hard so Elizabetha switched on the windshield wipers. They groaned, moving back and forth on the dark glass...Not long until they'd get back to the mansion.

In the pouring rain a few minutes later, Steve Trevor and three other CIA agents arrived at the kidnap scene in the alleyway. They'd caught Timor, but couldn't hold him because of his diplomatic immunity. Steve kicked a drenched metal soda can at a brick wall - he was more worried about Diana's whereabouts. Getting soaked by the rain dripping off him, Steve Trevor grew anxious. What had happened to Diana? Was she okay? Timor said that Wonder Woman had shown up, as evidenced by the twisted Makarov pistol found in a rain puddle. Steve wondered if Diana had accompanied Wonder Woman somewhere to catch the spies. If that was the case, then he could relax since Diana was safe with Wonder Woman protecting her. The stormclouds high above grumbled with thunder.

Coming out of her Chloroforming with loud gasping breaths for air through a silk cloth gag, Wonder Woman's swimming eyes slowly opened. Seeing only dark cotton material strands, tiny slivers of room light beneath her black cotton blindfold...Feeling as though she'd been sleeping soundly for hours. Inhaling nasal traces of that awful Chloroform anesthetic again in both nostrils. Oh no...What had happened, she thought. Where am I? Then remembered her Chloroforming and abduction...She didn't give in to her panic and fear, having been through similiar kidnappings in the past. And now someone had gagged and blindfolded her, where WW couldn't move from her laying down position on cushions in this room. Wonder Woman felt her legs and arms wrapped securely but comfortably with what she guessed was Japanese bondage rope. Her captors had removed her belt, unitard, boots, but still had her undearwear on, she was dressed in what probably felt like a kimono...Wonder Woman laughed through her cotton gag at her situation:" Whtttheheksgoinon?" her distorted voice grumbled. A wave of dizziness from the Chloroform still in her system swept over her and she passed out into swirling blackness for goodness knows how long...Woken again this time by rumblings of thunder, sounds of heavy rainfall from outside.

" Ah, you're awake." Elizabetha's voice said right in front of her, making Diana gasp. " You were sleeping for so long I was worried if you would ever wake up."

Wonder Woman dizzily sat up even as her skull throbbed with a dull Chloro headache, she turned her head to Elizabetha's voice in the blindfolded dark. She could hear Elizabetha's subtle breathing and also sensed a man's presence that had to be Sebastian. Diana could smell Chloroform in her own sweat, mixed in with the room's jasmine essence, wood surfaces nearby and warm flesh...

" Just relax, that's it. Allow me to take off your gag..." Elizabetha's voice said, exhaling as she got close. Diana felt air breeze against her face as cool feminine digits, wrapped in what smelt like latex material, touched against her mouth...Untying then pulling away the wet with drool cotton gag. Diana thankfully breathed freely now. Thank you, Great Hera, for this fresh sweet air..." There. Isn't that better?...You'll be staying with us for a while. Isn't that nice? The Chloroform..." Elizabetha stopped for a moment, savouring her sexual thrill of the word..." - has dehydrated you. Would you like some water?"

" Please." Diana asked, realising her throat was very dry. Knowing it'd take a full day for the acrid Chloroform smell to completely leave her body.

Hands moving to her face...A pliably soft, tiny plastic hollow circle pressing between her lips...It was a straw, she realised. Diana's soft lips opened, then closed over the soft plastic, sucking in automatically. Cool fresh water flowed through the straw, washing away the horrid Chloroform taste from her mouth. Diana hoped the water wasn't drugged as she continued sucking up water..." That's it...Good..." Elizabetha's voice said, keeping the straw there until it was sucking loud air. Diana thanked them for the delicious water, giving her lips a discreet lick with the tip of her tounge...Diana heard Elizabetha's and Sebastian's soft bare feet moving around the room before they sat back down beside her on the cushions.

" Are you hungry, Diana? Would you like some sushi?" Elizabetha asked.

Diana's stomach still felt a little loose from the Chloroform anesthesia, but her appetite was returning. She could smell fresh sushi, probably on a plate on Elizabetha's lap. " Please, yes. I'd love some."...Diana could've sworn she could make out a sound of rustling paper napkins...Then two ceramic objects clicking together...Ah, chopsticks, they were chopsticks, Diana immediately realised.

" Open wide..."

Diana opened her mouth, receiving by clean chopsticks a delectible tuna avacado sushi roll. Diana chewed hungrily, sucking in each morsel. Elizabetha obviously enjoyed watching Diana's wet lips eating the sushi, breathing nasally. Elizabetha fed her another sushi roll. Diana pictured herself blindfolded, eating the food that Elizabetha was providing; her lips sucking on the tasty rolled fish skin and avacado. She'd eaten three sushi rolls now and felt Sebastian's physical presence press the plastic straw to Diana's lips. Diana sucked in gulpfulls of water, washing down her food. Elizabetha's latex clad fingers felt at her brow, carefully untying Diana's blindfold. "Ouch!" Diana winced at the sudden warm beige light hitting her eyes. Her beautiful bright blue eyes adjusted to the light. There was Elizabetha's smiling face greeting her.

" Hi there," Elizabetha said and stroked her right latex clad hand at Diana's left brow and cheek. Diana nodded to herself, she'd been right: Elizabetha was wearing long black skintight latex opera gloves. Diana noticed that Japanese paper screens adorned the bedroom. " How are you now?"

" Better now, thank you." Diana said, " My arms feel a little numb from these ropes, can you untie me?"

" Not just yet," Sebastian's softly muffled voice told her. Diana turned sullenly to face him with disapointed eyes, seeing the blue thin surgeon's mask he wore. " But we will release you unharmed soon." Sebastian assured Diana. Okay...Diana thought, feeling strangely safe in their presence. He and Elizabetha were wearing silk kimonos, she noticed. Elizabetha's red hair tied in a new, sexier style with laqured chopsticks.

Diana had tons of questions to ask them both...Her first question: " How did you become what you are?"

Crackling thunderclaps heard from outside, gusting wind and rainfall. Eizabetha's and Sebastian's gazes locked together. Elizabetha Malpez Valentina's lips quietly forming the words of explanation without turning Diana's way. " We were each left with broken hearts out in the open..." Sebastian smiled and took Elizabetha's hand in his, giving her courage to continue explaining. " One day we simply each woke up as we are now...I found Sebastian some time later. And here we are...Do you think us monstrous?"

Diana shut her eyes for a second, for some inexplicable reason picturing a candle flame being snuffed out in a darkened room...Leaving only grey smoke...Diana's own heart warmed with compassion for them, tears welling up. " No. I don't believe in monsters, although a few people I've met would consider themselves such." Diana surprised Elizabetha by kissing her lips. " You are beautiful." Diana gasped between kisses. Sebastian took down his surgical mask, hugging Diana from behind, completing their triangle. Diana felt Sebastian nibbling, kissing her earlobe! OhmyGod, thatfeelssonice! Diana thought, tasting Elizabetha's lips, running her tounge over Elizabetha's smiling teeth. Ohhh! Sebastian carefully blew softly inside Diana's sensitive left ear, sending in breathy sonic booms. Sebastian began kissing at Diana's neck...two inches from her cartroid artery. Diana sensed alarm, her heart thumped loudly, " What're y-"...Felt the male vampire's teeth digging into her neck with a jolt of stinging pain!

" Oh no..." Diana sighed and winced...She felt breathless, but the pain was gone now. Replaced by a strange erotic tingling that moved from her neck throughout her entire body...Sebastian continued drinking Diana's blood a moment more then stopped. His saliva sealing the bite marks...Such a strange sensation, Diana thought and smiled...She fainted against his body. He and Elizabetha laid Diana on the cushions, facing up, marvelling at her serene smile. After they got naked and untied and undressed Diana's unconscious body, Elizabetha looked at her lover, keeping her thoughts quiet. She took his surgeon's mask for a second, secretly dabbing at the thin cotton mask with a tiny Chloroform bottle...Elizabetha hid the Chloro bottle again under a cushion and returned the surgeon's mask to Sebastian. Elizabetha got even wetter as she helped him tie it back over his face. Sebastian immediately smelt the Chloroform as his lover held the mask in place. " I love you, my mistress." Sebastian's thoughts told her. Already dizzy from the special Chloroform mixture, he grumbled beneath the mask: " Mmmmf...Mm...m...." Sebastian fought the dizzyness, shaking his head. Elizabetha held him steady...A few seconds later, Sebastian began panting breathlessly for fresh air, breathing in more of the Chloroform droplet fumes...Dizzy, their bedroom spinning.

" Ssshh. Sleep...sleep..." Watching as Sebastian slowly passed out. His eyes closing. His fingers twitching, snoring, unconscious. Elizabetha softly laid his head against her warm, sweaty breasts, she took off his surgical mask and kissed his open mouth. Elizabetha turned his unconscious body over and spanked his big butt with her favourite red ping pong paddle! Elizabetha giggled excitedly then spanked Diana's supple bottom cheeks with the paddle. Both of them were unconscious, perfect sleepy puppets. Elizabetha cradle carried Diana's sleeping body, then Sebastian's to the huge silken bed. Keeping Diana unconscious with a purple silk handkerchief soaked in Chloroform when Diana tried to wake up again and again. Kissing, sucking, lovemaking and frigging Diana to sleepy orgasm after orgasm...

Three days later, they left a Chloroformed unconscious Diana Prince back at her apartment. Diana woke up an hour later, very dizzy, her head pounding, dehydrated but feeling good. After getting herself together, she checked her answer machine. Finding tons of worried messages for her from Steve Trevor. She called him back and said she was okay, and that she'd been visiting some old friends.

The End.

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Allie sat, watching the clock. It was almost 6 p.m. She was one of the staff writers for the college paper and in just a few minutes the editor would come in and start the weekly meeting. Allie had a not so small obession with the editor Dallas Chambers. The best word she could use to describe Dallas was "perky". Dallas was a star athelete and always had volleyball practice before the meeting so she would arrive in her tight little spandex shorts and a low cut tank with the top of her sunkissed breasts just slightly jiggling out the top of the tank. With her long brown hair pulled back into a pony tail she would flash every one that perfect perky smile before starting the meeting. Dallas was everything Allie wanted to be...and to have. And tonight she had a plan. She had stolen a bottle of ether from the chem lab and she was finally  going to have Dallas for herself. 
 
The meeting went as usual and Allie was assigned her weekly movie and book review. After the meeting she drove home and prepared. Just to be sure it would work, she doused a washcloth in the ether and sat down on her bed. She sniffed it. Definitley strong stuff. This would work perfectly. She would wait until after midnight when she knew Dallas would be asleep. Dallas' roommate was out of town for a few days so she would be all alone. Allie would sneak into her apartment and make her way to Dallas' bedside where she would then drug her into a much deeper sleep with the ether. 
 
She cooked herself a nice dinner and watched one of her favorite spy movies to get her in the mood while she passed the time. 12:30. Time to go. She put on a black long sleeve t shirt and black skinny jeans and drove to Dallas' apartment building. She parked in the shadows underneath a tree. 
 
The apartment was unlocked. In this small college town nobody really locked their doors. No need to really. Allie crept her way through the apartment. She quietly but quickly found Dallas' bedroom. The door was left wide open. Almost as if inviting her in. Allie felt her way to the bed and then waited a few minutes for her eyes to adjust. With every passing moment the figure on the bed became more clear. There she was. Allie's dream girl. 
 
Allie pulled out the small brown bottle from her pocket. She then reached into her other pocket and pulled out a thick fluffy white cloth. She rolled the cloth into cylindrical shape and dabbed the ether along the roll. Not too much. She had to do this sowly so Dallas wouldn't wake up. She gazed upon the sleeping girl. She wanted so badly to kiss those lips but she would be patient. She held the rolled cloth about an inch from Dallas' nose. She watched Dallas' chest slowly rise and fall. After ten or so breaths, Allie pulled the coth away. This time she poured the ether along the length of the roll and put it near the sleeping girl's nose. 
 
Too much! Dallas' hand reached up to scratch her nose and Allie barely got out of the way in time. She waited for two minutes, counting every second. She waved the cloth around to help evaporate some of the ether. She sniffed it to make sure. It was strong but not enough to irritate the nostrils or sinuses. She placed it once again over Dalla's nose. No movement aside from the rise and fall of her chest. She let Dallas take twenty breaths this time. She noticed her breaths getting a little deeper and a little slower. As a test Allie let the cloth just barely touch Dallas' lips. Nothing. 
 
Allie removed the cloth and tried to think of a way to put Dallas fully under without irritating her. She looked around the room. There was her answer! One of Dallas' bras. Allie stacked the cups and let the ether drip into the outside cup. Ten drops should be enough. She gently covered Dallas' mouth and nose with the cup. After two breaths Dallas opened her eyes! Allie almost jumped back in a panic but she noticed something. Dallas' eyes weren't even looking at her. In fact, they didn't seem to be looking at anything. They were just rolling around slightly and looked like they were trying to focus on something. Allie relaxed and giggled to herself. She leaned forward and gave Dallas a long soft kiss on the forehead. She then used her free hand to close Dallas' eyes while whispering into her ear, "shhhhhhhhh". 
 
She held the cup for a few more breaths before removing it. Now she had her prize girl. What was she to do? Pictures? Yes. Video? Absolutely. She had this girl for a whole night. Allie traced a finger along Dallas' petal soft lips. She leaned in for a kiss. The scent of the ether still lingered but Allie didn't mind. She placed a soft sensual kiss on the sleeping girl's lips and then whispered, "let our night begin."
 
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Tayler awoke early Saturday morning at the sound of a knock at her dorm room door. She checked her phone. 6:04 a.m. Not how she imagined starting her first day of winter break. She wasn't the only one who didn't go home for the holidays. The past week saw one of the worst snowstorms the city had experienced in ten years. She and most of the other students would have to spend the first week of break stuck on campus. And now she couldn't even sleep in. She trudged in her pajamas to the door and opened it to find Brenden, her anatomy partner from the previous semester. 
 
"Holy shit Brenden what?"
 
"I'm sorry I woke you but it's important. Professor Miller needs to meet with you ASAP. It's about our project. He says your work wasn't completed and if you want a grade you need to get to the lab right now!"
 
She was shocked. She followed every direction perfectly. And why did he need to meet with her at six in the morning? This was a terrible way to start winter break. 
 
"I thought we both did all of our work perfectly!"
 
"I guess not. But you need to hurry. He is only there until 7."
 
Tayler threw her wavy blond locks into a quick ponytail and put on just a touch of makeup. She wore her favorite grey yoga pants and a big puffy warm jacket and made her way across campus to the anatomy lab. The science building was completly dark but there was a strip of light coming from the door to the lab. She knocked.
 
"Come in."
 
She entered to find Professor Miller and two other men in lab coats standing around what looked like an old dentist chair. 
 
"Hi Professor Miller."
 
"Hello Tayler. I'm glad you could make it. Don't worry you aren't in any trouble whatsoever. We would just like to discuss something with you."
 
"Brenden said this was about our project?"
 
"Your project was fine, this is something different. Why don't you have a seat?"
 
Tayler nervously approached the chair and sat down. She felt a little uncomfortable sitting while they loomed over her. 
 
"Tayler these are two of my collegues and they are looking for a participant to test a new product on. With your grades suffering I thought this would be an excellent way for you to earn some extra credit."
 
"I thought my grades were fine, Professor."
 
"Well they could always improve."
 
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed on of the men placing a white cotton pad into a brown paper bag. She jerked as the chair began to lower into a slightly inclined postition. 
 
"It's alright Tayler you can trust these men."
 
"Um okay. Is this going to take long?"
 
Professor Miller chuckled. "No my darling not long at all. You just lie back and relax." He placed a firm hand on her shoulder and motioned towards the man with the bag. 
 
Tayler watched as the man approached. 
 
"Now Tayler, he is going to place this over your face and I want you take as deep of a breath as you can, okay?"
 
"Wait wait wait is this a drug?" She asked as the bag was placed a few inches in front of her nose and mouth. 
 
"Yes Tayler. We are going to put you to sleep for a while while we run some tests on you with this new product. I can't tell you what it is but I can assure you it's nothing invasive. I promise."
 
Tayler didn't know what to do. The man held the bag closer. She smelled peppermint coming from the bag. She leaned in and sniffed. 
 
"See? There is nothing to fret over. Just a few breaths and you will be back in your bed in the dorms. We will go slow. Why don't you start with one very deep breath for me."
 
Tayler looked at him. Could she trust him? She leaned forward into the opening of the bag. She watched as Professor Miller nodded to her in approval. She took a deep breath and the cooling smell of peppermint filled her nostrils. There was something else too. A chemical smell. Not strong but definitely noticeable. She backed away from the bag. Aside from a bit of a burning sensation in her nose she felt okay.
 
"Very good Tayler. Now that wasn't so bad was it?"
 
"It smells okay. I'm not a fan of peppermint though. I smell too much of it this time of year."
 
"Oh trust me it's better than the alternative. Can you give me one more deep breath?"
 
Tayler leaned up to the bag but it was a little difficult. Her head felt heavy. She took a deep breath. This time the chemical smell was a bit less noticable. She laid her head back against the chair. It felt like air was moving through her head. 
 
"Feeling drowsy yet?"
 
"Not really drowsy just kind of funny."
 
"Let's try another breath."
 
She tried to lean up but her head felt like it was glued to the chair. Professor Miller took notice.
 
"Go ahead." He whispered to the man with the bag. The man nodded and helf the bag against Tayler's face. 
Tayler took another deep breath and hardly noticed any smell at all. She waited for the man to remove the bag but he held it firmly to her face. She reached up to pry it off but her hands had no strength. 
 
"Prof...Professor..."
 
"Go ahead and remove it." He said to the man. The man removed the bag and Tayler took a breath of normal air. Her eyes were so heavy. Her speech was starting to slur.
 
"I'm...starting to...feel...."
 
He chuckled. "Alright Tayler we're gonna send you off now. Sleep tight."
 
The man took the cotton pad out of the bag and placed it directly over her mouth and nose. Tayler just looked up at their blurred faces and took a breath. And then another. She tried focusing her eyes but it just got worse. She could hear them saying something but it sounded as if it were coming through a long tunnel. She took another breath and let her eyes close. 
 
*****
Tayler opened her eyes. She was in her dorm and sunlight was flooding the room. She sat up quickly. Was it a dream? A knock at the door. She opened it to find Brenden. 
 
"Well how did it go?"
 
No it definitely wasn't a dream. What had happened to her? Would she ever find out? She knew one thing for sure: she wasn't going back home unitl she figured out what Professor Miller had done to her. 
 
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(Dedicated to all sleepy fetishists everywhere. Chloroform is a dangerous, toxic chemical and can be lethal. Be advised: Chloroform Melody is an extremely graphic erotic fiction story and is for adults only)

San Luis, Obispo West Puente Valley, California.

Early August, Saturday morning, 12:30 A.M.

Stephanie Peters watched and waited in the alleyway, catching her breath excitedly as she saw Melody's apartment lights go out one by one. Almost time, Stephanie thought and waited for a bit longer. Thinking about Melody's curvy, sexy, twenty eight year old body up there in her bed. They were the same age, but Mel was taller, her skin was a lighter delicious creamy colour and her eyes were dark brown, whereas Stephanie's eyes were dark blue. Seeing the open bedroom window, left open on this hot night. Stephanie yawned, still feeling a tad hungover from the club trip with Mel, Lucy and Tara, earlier. She'd left early, getting home, then shaking off her tipsyness to pick up her supplies for the night: Chloroform bottle, a dark green heavy cotton washcloth, a camera and hyperdermic syringe and a 30ml Ketamine bottle. All contained in the backpack strapped to her back. Wearing her running tracksuit hoodie full outfit and sneakers. Oh yes, Stephanie had been planning this for a very long three weeks. Melody Gavegnano was so beautiful, so smart and sexy, with a disarming vulnerability and that was even before you could witness Melody's amazing smile...Hear her laugh...Stephanie's eyes blinked slowly in the night-time darkness. Melody and Stephanie were hetero basically through and through and liked men, but Stephanie just couldn't forget that incredible Wednesday night in March, that drunken kiss they'd shared for a dare down at Pino's...Melody's lips were soooo fucking soft it was unbelievable! And looking into those closed, smiling eyelids, wishing them to open. Which they did! Ohhh wow, Melody's dark brown eyes opened wide, for a timeless instant, showing her real self to Stephanie.

It was a tiny bit awkward for a moment, before Mel laughed it off...or so it seemed, until Stephanie's recollection played differently. Had it happened that way?...And now she was having quardruple second thoughts on her plan: maybe I should forget it tonight? She loved Melody and all her infinite complexity. Sneaking into her apartment to knock Melody out with the dangerous chloroform and embrace her, kiss her, be with her completely...Stephanie knew she wouldn't get another chance...Buying the chloroform bottle online, after researching how to use it. Scared as it arrived a few days later in the post! Fingers shaking - This was really happening! She thought in the Tuesday morning, before she packed it away and got to work at St. Augustine's. Then later that night trying it out on herself first...What a rush that was...Coming to with a throbbing headache about twelve minutes later, shaky, but physically okay apart from a slight nosebleed from the chloroform irritating her nostrils. She had the weekend off and so did Melody. It was now or never, she reasoned.

Stephanie made her move, climbing up the wall, then onto the roof by Mel's open bedroom window. She very carefully climbed through the old fashioned window. It creaked noisily - Fuck! Oh shitshitshitohfuck, Stephanie thought just as she made it inside. Hearing bedsheets rustling in the bedroom's darkness. Smelling the scent of sleeping flesh and sweat, feeling body warmth very close by. Stephanie exhaled with relief that Mel hadn't woken up, sleeping off her tequila shots. There was Melody's bed right by the window, she was still fast asleep, her cat, Perloquin the only one startled by Stephanie being there. Perloquin swiftly jumped down from the bed and went to his kitchen feeding bowl. Stephanie took off her backpack, getting out the amber glass chloroform bottle and the dark green cotton washcloth. Stephanie's heart thumping in her ears as she wetted the washcloth, the cold chloroform liquid freezing her fingers then the stink filling the bedroom. She refastened the bottle, laying it on the bed, chloro fumes tickling her nasal passages, feeling dizzy. Getting in close, the bed creaking. Melody was snoring loudly, which almost made Stephanie laugh out loud, feeling giddy. This. Is. Really. Happening. Stephanie had trouble finding Melody's face, since her sleeping body was contorted oddly. Stephanie noticed the neckline of a black t-shirt on her...her left sock clad foot poking out beneath the duvet. Stephanie found Mel's sleeping, open mouthed face and placed the stinking chloroform cloth at least two inches from her open mouth and soft nostrils. Melody's nose twitched slightly, she grumbled in her slumber at the toxic chemical odour she could smell in her sleep: " Muh!..." Stephanie waited, keeping the chloroform-soaked washcloth inches close, but not touching Mel's nose and mouth. Melody stirred again, taking in mouth inhales of the chloroform again and again...At least two minutes had gone, " Nuhh...nuu..." Mel's drunked and now slightly drugged with chloroform voice slurred, her eyelids fluttering, inhaling deeeeply on the fumes. It was obvious to Stephanie that Melody was half aware that some-thing was very wrong...Maybe the stinging chloroform fumes were alerting her, telling her to wake up, get away from the cloth in front of her nose and mouth before she passed out! To get fresh air even though the window was open, the fumes were too strong. Stephanie felt awful as she then gently pressed the chloroform-soaked green washcloth over Mel's mouth and nose, forcing her to inhale more chloro fumes. Melody's eyes sluggishly opened in fear, feeling the chloroform stinging and burning her nostrils and her throat. Melody cried out loud: " Muhhh...n..nuh..nhh..." She tried twisting her head free but Stephanie's left hand stroking the back of her head and her right hand pressing the chloroform cloth against her face, held her in place. Stephanie grunted with the effort of keeping her still. Even as Melody's long legs kicked beneath Stephanie under the duvet, Melody cried and groaned loudly underneath the chloroform cloth: " Nuhhh..nuh..fuckkk uu..nuhh..nuh..n...nmm..." She cried, eyes wincing on the chloroform stink. Melody's legs suddenly spasmed in a long twitching motion between Stephanie's and she realised that Melody was wetting the bed, out of fear and from drugged loss of bodily functions. " I'm sorry, Mel." Stephanie told her, even though by now she was certain that Melody couldn't hear her voice because of her ringing ears. " Nuhh...nu..n.." Melody's eyes were swimming and rolling by now and she was making a rasping, guttural horrific breathing sound: " Guhhhhhhk...ghk..hhuuukkk.." Stephanie lovingly kissed Melody's cold and perspiring forehead. " Sshhh, just go to sleep and I'll give you a ketamine shot and you'll stay under. You won't remember anything and you'll be okay, I promise." she gasped, slightly out of breath.

Melody's horrific breathing now became a set of quick gulping sounds for a long two minutes:"Huk!..hk..huuk..uuuh..u..uh.." Melody coughed loudly on the chloroform fumes, stopping breathing for a second that scared Stephanie. She knew that Mel was almost unconscious and couldn't move, her eyelids fluttering. Nearing the first stages of anesthesia. Stephanie left the now dry chloro cloth over Mel's nose and open mouth to fetch the heavy amber glass chloroform bottle. She withdrew the cloth from Mel's face, thankfully noticing that she didn't have a nosebleed but that the skin around her nostrils and mouth were irritated with redness, which would fade after a few hours. Stephanie wetted the chloro cloth again, resealing the bottle and laying it on the bed. Stephanie moved in and gently pressed the wet chloroform cloth again over Mel's open mouth and nose: " Ssssh..." Stephanie said, sending her away to dreamland. Melody took in fresh chloroform fumes, she began passing out, letting out a long sigh: " Nuhh..mm..Mmmmmmm..." Melody Gavegnano's eyelids closed and she passed out, unconscious, completely chloroformed. Exhaling out guttural troubled breathing as Stephanie withdrew the chloro cloth a few seconds later. Stephanie threw the stinking cloth to one side and checked on Mel's vitals: heartbeat: 33 beats per minute and her eyes were dilated, she was breathing, but not normally. Stephanie kissed Melody's open lips, tasting the acrid chloroform but also Melody. She got the hyperdermic needle, ketamine bottle and alcohol swab sachet ready. Then very gently turned Melody's unconscious body face down to one side, her mouth wide open. Stephanie noticed that the underside of Mel's panties were damp with urine, a little part of the top sheet and duvet were a little damp also. That familiar chill ran up her spine, Stephanie bit her lower lip, rubbing, massaging Mel's slick wet with urine panties. Stephanie felt alive, sexual, wanting Melody more now. Her fingers massagaing at Melody's beautiful round and lightly dimpled ass cheeks. She swabbed at an area on Mel's left ass cheek then injected the ketamine there. The shot would keep her under for at least three hours. Bagging the empty needle and the ketamine bottle.

Stephanie then went to the door, where she saw Perloquin cleaning himself down the hall, she waved to him then closed it. Stephanie then gently moved Melody's limp body to the floor, facing the ceiling, open mouthed. Then she changed out the soiled bedclothes for clean, fresh ones that she loved the lemony fresh smell of. Putting the moist bedclothes in the bedroom laundry hamper. Then she got undressed to her matching coloured white striped sports bra and thong, getting naked, feeling the warm night air tickling her naked flesh. Stephanie took lots of photos of Melody's unconscious body. Stephanie then softly took off Mel's t-shirt then rolled down Melody's damp panties, taking sniffs at the wetness there...She put them both in the laundry hamper. Then carried Mel's unconscious body to the bed, face up, leaving her soft pliable arms to her sides. Stephanie carressed parts of each of Mel's soft ankle calfs, her fingers making circles, loving every moment. Trembling with currents of sexual excitement, she sucked on Mel's inner thighs on the softest of flesh, warming her fingers to the touch...Stephanie looked at the beautiful shaved clean pussy lips and dove gently down, licking at flesh so velvety smooth and immensely sensitive. Adoring that delicious taste: " You taste so good, Mel..." Sucking, licking at the wet opening, she heard Mel unconsciously exhale in excitement! Stephanie laughed breathlessly feeling her own pussy getting hotter and wetter and continued nibbling, sucking and licking. She took Mel's limp right hand and had the limp fingers caress her face, sucking on Mel's fingers..." Ohh!" Stephanie sighed with pleasure, positioning Melody's body to be right against hers, with Mel being taller, her long armed hands easily reached to Stephanie's dripping pussy, where she had Mel's right hand rubbing now at her vaginal lips. Just above her navel, the orgasmic warmth travelled towards all four of her extremities, her thighs quivered...Cumming very fast, leaving her breathless.

Pins and needles tingling all over, Stephanie giggled excitedly laying Mel back on the bed. She again licked at Melody's damp labia lips, frigging her with her index and middle fingers, using her free thumb to rub at Mel's clit. Suddenly she heard Mel sleepily exhale softly: " Guhh!" as she came, Stephanie was smiling, watching the white creamy cum ooze out. She licked and sucked it all out. She stopped for a while, letting her body cool, feeling wet hair strands on her forehead...Just staring at the ceiling, letting her mind wander before she resumed making love to Melody again. She pressed Melody's limp body against hers, squashing their breasts together, Melody's limp arms falling over each shoulder...Stephanie licked down first at her own squashed BC cup breasts, quivering with excitement then licked at Melody's larger D cup breasts. Melody's limp head fell forward, making small gasping sounds. Stephanie kissed Mel's lips and Mel unconsciously reciprocated with her lips. Melody's closed eyes twitching slightly as she returned Stephanie's kisses. Moving down, kissing every inch of Melody's curvy body...Stephanie laid her gently down and took a shower, redressing then cleaning Mel with a sponge bath then dressing Mel in a clean t-shirt and panties. She cleaned up then took a pair of Melody's panties as a souvenir and left her still sleeping, a beautiful smile on her lips. Melody rolled over sleepily, humming contentedly. Stephanie Peter's heart panged in her chest, more in love with Melody than ever before...

" I love you, Mel."

Upon hearing this in her dreams, Melody smiled wider, she hummed and said:" Mmm...I love you too."

Stephanie felt as light as air as she let opened the door, letting in Perloquin, the cat meowed and curled up beside Mel. She left them there and went home and got some sleep. Mel called her later that afternoon to say she had a hangover and that she'd had a very long sexy dream! Melody didn't remember much, only scraps in her dreams...As the weeks went on, Stephanie began to wonder how much that was, as Melody began looking at her strangely somertimes. Mel would stare absently at her, as if remembering something from a dream. One afternoon, while at a sit down lunch at Pino's, Mel brought up the "chloroform party" rumours going around and Stephanie found her cheeks blushing, feeling as though Mel were playing mind games. According to the rumours, a man and a woman couple: Xenia and Vincent had disapeared back in December, after getting mixed up with kidnappers. Melody let the subject go, but did say she dreamt...of Stephanie. Melody held Stephanie's eyes enraptured, placing a hand over hers...When no one was looking, Melody leaned in and they kissed, making the dream a reality.

The End.

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(Chloroform is a dangerous chemical and can be lethal. This is an erotic fiction story. Please don't emulate what happens in this story)

-This is a sequel to Chloroform Chat. Set one year later.

San Luis, Obispo, California

....Dreaming, remembering arriving at the "Chloroform Party" house on the Sunday night...Vincent's heart hurting with him and Xenia on a short break...Needing company...Two couples, a man and woman each, their faces blurry to him in the dream...Vincent sat down on a sofa with them all around him, they toasted his arrival with champagne. Smiling at him with hungry eyes as Vincent drank his glass...Their talking voices echoing in his memory, as they watched him, waiting...The room began spinning wildly out of control...laughter in the darkness swooping up on him...Sensing them touching...kissing him...They had control of his body and he loved it!...Briefly opening his eyes to see the white handkerchief being pressed down over his nose and mouth...Gagging on the Chloroform chemical stink...Listening to his heartbeat slow down with each breath...A delicious erotic lassitude binding him in the dark as he gasped up for air once again...Hearing them laugh as the same Chloroform cloth was coming down over his nose and mouth...something went wrong, he sensed it...

...Trying again and again to reach the surface...then a suffocating oblivion...How had he gotten here?...Sensing his fetal positioned body couldn't move, tied up with rusty chains under the ocean...Vincent stared out listlessly into the airless ocean...Lungs itching for fresh air, he expelled oxygen bubbles...liquid poured into his mouth...Expecting to drown...unable to swim to the glimmering surface so far away...Vincent tried to move in his rusty chains, to escape but found he couldn't. Darkness settled over the area but he never gave up...He suddenly found beautiful hands holding his and his chains disapeared!. The next moment, Vincent was standing on a glimmering beach at magic hour and his rescuer standing beside him...A small white cruise boat moored at a dock, waiting for him to take him and others to a nearby island...Vincent shook his head, not yet...not yet...Feeling himself pushed back...

a feminine voice asked Vincent: " Vincent, can you hear me?"

...bright blurry lights above blinding him...Again the female voice asked: " Vincent, just give us a sign if you can hear my voice?"

What did the voice mean by "us"?...His hearing could now pick up a group of voices...People moving about...lots of movement..." Vincent, you were brought into St. Augustine's just thirty minutes ago. You're in the E.R. Can you hear me?..."

Vincent felt something foreign inside his throat, he gagged and frowned heavily..." There!...See that? He just frowned and his hands clenched. Definite cognitive signs..."...Vincent tried opening his eyes but the blinding, muzzy glare forced him to keep his eyes closed. Adjusting to the light behind his pink eyelids...Another voice, this time a man's voice spoke: " He's waking up alright...Mark it! : Nine Thirty Seven P.M. and the patient's recovered consciousness..." Vincent now felt cold latex fingers over his face - whatever rubbery object was down his throat was hurting! Please take it out of my throat, he tried to say - intubated? he thought. The latex fingers pried open each of his eyelids - a bright penlight was shone into each of his pupils for a second that felt like painful months to him! Ouch! Vincent frowned, his eyes welling up with tears as he got to close his eyes...What was happening? Why couldn't he remember why all of this was happening?

Reading his reactions, the male voice asked: " Vincent? Do you remember how you got here? Just shake your head if you don't..." Vincent did so..." Okay...Can you try opening your eyes now? Vincent?"

Vincent blinked his saltwater drenched eyes open, more tears flowing...Three busy people in dark blue hospital scrubs were standing around him...Their very concerned eyes watching him for brief moments as they talked to each other or adjusted electronic medical equipment...Vincent tried moving his hands but they felt like lead weights...He felt an I.V. drip inside his right arm, probably connected to a saline drip. What was happening to him, his thoughts pleaded...The male doctor who'd been talking to him had a beard and stared with concern at Vincent: " Hi. You're breathing on your own now so we won't need to keep intubating you. We're going to remove the rubber intertracheal tube that's down your windpipe. I know it's painful even though we've given your throat muscles a relaxant agent...Do you understand?"...Vincent nodded fearfully and thought: - Just Get It Out Of My Throat! The bearded doctor nodded, turning to confer with both the attractive female doctor and clean shaven doctor...All three of them talked for what seemed to Vincent to be eons of time...One of them shared a joke, which lightened the heavy mood and they all gratefully smiled...Just help me, please, Vincent's thoughts pleaded...He realised Xenia wasn't nearby...where was she? Oh no..no...is she alright? Ohh God...Just when it seemed as though the three doctors weren't doing much, they moved his body into a more upright position...The female doctor's hands on his mouth, holding part of the long clear plastic tracheal tube that was down his windpipe..." Vincent, hold still, now...That's it. Keep your jaw open...Hold still for us, okay, Vincent, here we go!" Out it came in a slippery rush from his windpipe and Vincent coughed...He convulsed slightly as they checked on him. Now...now he could talk, ask them where was Xenia...Suddenly naseous, he tried to lean to one side and they helped him but no vomit came so they took away the plastic kidney dish.

The three doctors introduced themselves: Penelope; Jeffery and Howard. Penelope tried explaining what little they knew of what had happened: Vincent had been found on a park bench outside the hospital. He'd gone into cardiac arrest from what they surmised had to be an "inhalational anaesthetic" - judging by the red marks on his nose and mouth. Judging also by the chemical traces in his breath, it smelled like "Chloroform reagent", Penelope told him. They'd taken blood samples and Penelope said they'd discover exactly what drug it had been. A paramedic crew had brought him into the emergency room, where they worked on him and brought him back. Vincent knew a fair amount of medical procedures, from his medical orderly job at West Covina General Hospital, he knew he was in trouble just from being here in an E.R. Penelope explained that they had his medical file on record there at St. Augustine's.

" Vincent, do you remember anything of how you got here tonight?" Penelope asked him, but already realising from his reactions that Vincent wouldn't remember. Anaesthesia usually had the effect of causing temporary amnesia...Vincent knew from experience how Nitrous; Chloroform or Ether had that effect on him and Xenia.

" W..wate..r.." Vincent's dry, whipersy voice asked her. "..pleas.." Vincent didn't realise he kept repeating his plaintative request until Penelope very gently brought a plastic straw to his dry lips. Vincent automatically sucked on the straw, taking in warm water. He ignored the irritation in his throat from the liquid and took in a few sips.

" There we go...You okay for now?...Oh, okay...There we go...Okay?" Penelope asked him kindly. Vincent nodded and stopped drinking. Penelope took away the straw...Vincent felt the bed, his body on it, the sheets soaked with his sweat. Which absolutely stank of Chloroform...he realised he could still taste the Chloroform in his throat, smell it in his nostrils...Had he overdosed on it? He wondered...Vincent's eyes were still watering, Penelope helped him by wiping away his tears on a tissue. Vincent remembered watching the doctor's at West Covina General - his chart probably read that he'd been prescribed 1.5 mgs of Digoxin for his cardiac faliure and some Glucose to keep him hydrated, maybe also some Hyoscine Hydrobromide capsules for his nausea...They attached an oxygen inhaler tube to his nostrils and Vincent was relieved to feel the cold, fresh o2 flowing down his throat into each lung.

Where was Xenia? Was she okay? He and Xenia had had a slight falling out last week, but they kept in touch and were coming back together...Vincent remembered a few parts, especially that he'd been lonely in the long meantime. Needing company...What had happened...something... Vincent sat back and stared at the white corkboard ceiling, desperate for answers...Strange thoughts raging in his mind. When he looked back, Jeffery, the bearded doctor had left to visit other patients. An orderly swung over and handed a hard copy file to Penelope and Howard. I do that, Vincent thought, watching the orderly.

Penelope carefully read through the file, talking with her colleague. Penelope gave Howard the file and moved in close to Vincent's bedside. " We're trying to contact your parents, but so far no reply to our phone messages. Now, Vincent, you know how it goes when we try to contact immediate family, because you work at a hospital, right?"

Vincent nodded, calming himself. " Good. They'll be here eventually.You're stable right now, but is there maybe anyone else we can use as a contact?"

" Xenia..." Vincent whispered.

" Oh okay, she sounds exotic!" Penelope joked with him, she made him smile. " Do you know her number?"

Yes, he told Penelope and asked for his cellphone, which had Xenia's number. They had it in his collected belongings, his clothes had been shredded in order for them to work on him. But then Vicent remembered the porn collection stored on his phone!...All of the chloroform photos and videos, also. No doubt the police were going to visit him at some point and they'd maybe treat him differently after looking through his cellphone...Best to avoid that, he thought, hoping neither Penelope or Howard could read his guilty expression. Vincent recalled most of Xenia's number - he relayed the line of digits, only getting two numbers wrong before he realised and corrected them. Howard wrote down the numbers on a notepad against Vincent's file. Penelope asked him some more questions, ensuring Vincent was on the mend. When she was certain he'd be okay, she left Howard in charge of looking after him for a while. Vincent watched the flurry of movement around him as a male nurse came over to delicately check his I.V. and the bed monitors. The E.R. always looks different from a hospital bed.

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...The phonecall startled Xenia, with sleeping Jasper beside her on the bed. Xenia had been concentrating on her lap top screen, still worrying for her lover Vincent's wellbeing. The last time they'd spoken on the phone was on Sunday afternoon and it was now late Monday night. Vincent hadn't answered any of her phonecalls or messages. Xenia hoped and prayed he was okay. Xenia answered her bedroom phone line connection on the first ring...Her eyes went wide, listening to Vincent's E.R. doctor, Penelope, explain what had happened to her beloved...Everything was a blur from putting the reciever down - Xenia barely saw herself get dressed and put on her bike leathers. Telling her parents, who were watching TV downstairs and then she was out the door to her bike.

Jasper suddenly jumped up behind the living room curtains, " Where are you going at this time of night?" his gaze asked her. " I'll be back soon..." Xenia said to him, her voice muffled by her bike helmet. Xenia could only really think of getting to Vincent. The night time five mile motorcycle ride there was a trancelike blur.

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When the two uniformed police officers showed up to ask him questions, Vincent was floating in his medication dizzyness. Penelope explained to them that he would need time to recover and that there was little chance of him remembering his abduction. They left a card and disapeared. Vincent exhaled, fighting to stay alert. Penelope checked on him, she tried explaining that his rushed blood work confirmed he'd been Chloroformed...traces also of Diazepam barbituates and Atropine were in his blood. Penelope told him she believed that Vincent had first been sedated someplace with the Diazepam, then moved someplace else and kept under with doses of Chloroform. Whoever had done so had given him too much, she reasoned and his heart had stopped, which explained why he'd been given Atropine to counteract the effects and get his heart started.

His abductors had attempted artificial respiration and when that failed, they drove Vincent's dying body outside the hospital. According to the hospital security guards, the CCTV footage showed him being moved by two people dressed in black, their car number plates taped over. Penelope believed that whoever it had been was someone with medical knowledge. Vincent nodded in agreement, it made sense and again explained his amnesia.

" Ples..How long...?"

" -Were you dead for?" Penelope watched him nod a Yes. " About five minutes, after you were brought in. You're very lucky to be alive, Vincent."

" I know," Vincent nodded, tears running again. " Thank you..." he shakily said.

" You're welcome. Your friend Xenia should be here any minute to look in on you. We have a waiting room, so she can wait until morning visiting hours."

Vincent nodded, understanding the routine. Penelope whispered to ask him if he'd consent to a rape kit test, which would done in complete secrecy. If he consented ...He had a lot of bruises on his arms and back..." I...n..not sure..." Vincent said. Penelope nodded with understanding, giving him time to decide. She asked him in a whisper if he was sexually active? Vincent couldn't help blushing a little and nodded. Penelope noted to him that his file said his sexuality was bisexual.

" Yes."

" Me too." Penelope told him and Vincent's mouth gaped open in complete surprise!

She smiled and leaned in to check his heart beat with her stetchoscope, uncoiling it from her soft neck. Vincent felt the cold metal on his chest, he remained still as she listened to his heart for a full minute. Concentrating on letting Penelope's latex clad fingers work, he glanced to her intense expression and looked away. Penelope was pleased that his heart now sounded much stronger and wrote it down on his chart and her own notepad. She told him that they'd be moving him to a bed in the recovery ward on the fifth floor.

Vincent's face lit up when he saw Xenia walking up to his bed. Penelope greeted Xenia and gave her the lowdown on Vincent's condition...Xenia's shoulders tensed, just nodding, listening, but too shocked to let it all sink in. Penelope told Xenia that she and her colleagues didn't think that the Chloroform had damaged Vincent's kidneys, heart or liver, but they'd run some more tests just to be certain. His HMO insurance thankfully covered all of the medical expenses. Xenia focused on Vincent there on the hospital bed and the world became a blur...Realising she would do anything to make him better. You bloody idiot! Xenia thought - What've you done to yourself? We have a tiny disagreement about you wanting me to move in with you and you do this!?

Penelope explained that Xenia could only visit Vincent for five muntes, before they would move him to the fifth floor. There was a crowded waiting room. " I understand..." Xenia said, not recognising her own strange, disconnected tone of voice. Xenia felt cold even in her motorcycle leathers and Penelope recognised "shock" when she saw it now. Ever the doctor, she directed Xenia to sit in the swivel chair by the bed and asked an orderly to bring a small blanket. Xenia thanked them both, feeling warmer, she left her helmet on the floor. Penelope smiled, showing five fingers on her left hand, whispering: " Five minutes." Seeing Xenia nod, she left them for a moment.

Xenia sighed deeply," What happened to you?"

" I don't...don't remember, Xen..." Vincent grumbled and would've shrugged if he had the strength. " I dreamt about going to a house...somewhere..."

" Someone kidnapped you? In this dream of yours?"

Vincent frowned softly, trying to recall his dream, " It was...party...Some kind of party...I drank some champagne with...Four - yes, four people were there...Couples...My glass was drugged...Moved me around...kept me under with lots of chloroform..."

Xenia realised she was getting aroused, breathing hard now - Oh my Gosh, she thought, I shouldn't be turned on by what happened to him! What's wrong with me? Xenia tried closing her eyes tightly shut - Stop Thinking About It...Her head twitched as dozens of guilty thoughts attacked her. Watching in horror as his lover fought herself, Vincent reached out with his left hand...his loving hand hugging Xenia's clenched hands. Xenia instantly stopped shaking...No spoken words were required between them. Xenia knew she wanted to stay near him and as the five minutes were up and she had to say bye to him for now, Xenia went to the crowded waiting room. Xenia barely felt the floor underfoot, smiling, knowing she loved him.

It was dawn when Vincent's parents surprised her in the waiting room, she hugged them. They just finished visiting him for about ten minutes. Sitting down with Xenia beside them. It was a nice surprise finding Xenia there in the waiting room, they said, even though one of Vincent's doctors had told them she was there, the shock had made them forget. Vincent was resting comfortably in the Recovery Ward, they told Xenia, she exhaled deeply in relief.

Visiting hours started just after Ten A.M., they told her and Xenia suddenly remembered: Work! Ohhh crap! I can't miss my shift at the ad agency!...If she left now on her bike, she could make it home to quickly freshen up, then make it to work, and then her second job at the coffee shop. Even though she hadn't gotten any sleep and was exhausted. Xenia paced the floor, glancing again at the wall clock, then her watch. Vincent's parents told her they understood and they would be there for Vincent, they would call her if anything happened. Xenia hesitantly agreed and after hugging them, left the hospital. Driving home on her bike, telling her parents who were eating cereal in the kitchen, just that Vincent had been in an "accident". And was going to be okay. Xenia then took a very quick shower, doing her hair, dressing, picking up her work stuff. Xenia quickly grabbed a few sips of coffee and a slice of toast, giving Jasper some strokes on his fur coat. She said bye to them all and was out the door and drove to work. She felt tired all day, always thinking about Vincent...

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Xenia visited him each day there at St. Augustine's for a week, Vincent's test results came back negative for any internal organ damage or infections and they released him. He was still very weak and went home to live at his parent's house when he was released. Vincent still had no memory of what had happened...Xenia stayed millimetre close to him as his strength slowly returned and Kallie also kept him company. Xenia realised she loved him more now than before...

Vincent said he felt strong enough for a nice walk and it was a beautiful but windy autumn day, so Xenia suggested the woodland park. They walked together, the wind tickling at Xenia's hair and making her smile. Vincent looked to her, his eyes blinking softly, leaning in for a long kiss...Xenia held onto him tightly, feeling his strong heart beat and her own heart beat.

---Unaware of the four door car that had been trailing them from the car park on the right hand side. The car stopped, engine running. The four occupants inside, two male and female couples, watching Xenia and Vincent...The female front side passenger, Irene, observing the two unaware lovers, with a pair of expensive binoculars. Irene smiled and laughed, passing the binoculars to her lover, Stewart, in the driver's seat. Irene looked lustfully to her husband, Louis, sat on the back seat with his lover, Nancy. Stewart grinned, observing his wife, Nancy, on the rearview mirror. Nancy french kissed Louis passionately, each of them watching one another with long, knowing sexual gazes...Irene bit her lower lip, breathing rapidly, moving her leather gloved hands down over her own body, watching Louis and Nancy. Stewart joined in, moving a free hand onto Irene's stockinged thigh, she loved it and groaned.

All four of them dizzy and erotically euphoric, watching the sexy Xenia and Vincent...The four of them would wait for a while, they decided, before inviting Xenia and Vincent for another "party"...Or grabbing them with a wet chloroform cloth, each, bundling them into the car...They would wait and watch them first...

The End

 

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Charles Kinser, 37, a Chemistry professor at Big Sky Western U. had multiple charges brought on him after testing a new anesthetic on an unsuspecting student. 

Stacie Hubbard, a sophopmore at BSWU, was awakened in her dorm to find Kinser holding a gauze pad doused in the potent anesthetic a few centimeters from her nose and mouth. The anesthetic, which has no smell, had already begun to take affect as she found her self unable to speak clearly or focus her eyes. After a brief struggle the student was no longer to strong enough to fight Kinser off. She remembers him telling her to "take a nice deep breath" before slipping into unconciousness. 

Kinser has been developing his new anesthetic since 2009 and after repeatedly being denied funding for human trials, decided to take matters in his own hands. He snuck into Stacie's dorm room using a stolen master key card and after putting the varsity volleyball player to sleep, proceeded to undress her. 

Stacie says she remembers waking up a few times only to have the gauze pad placed back over her nose and mouth and being forced back to sleep. 

It is unclear as to whether or not Stacie was molested but regardless of that Charles Kinser has had his tenure revoked and will no longer be allowed to teach at any university or public college in the United States.

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Arnold had been watching the woman from across the street for quite some time and it was beggining to become just to much for him. Cindy was his next door neihbour. A brown haired mother of three that was just to tempting. Arnold couldn't count how many times he had fantasized about putting her to sleep when she walked out in her robe of the mornings to get the paper or any other time he had seen her about really.

Cindy was the standard great mother. She got up early to take her kids to school. She could always be seen going with them to sporting event....oh that was definatly one day he had to restrain himself when she came out with her kids in knee high socks and sneakers in daisy dukes getting ready to go cheer on her kids at their game.

That and the time in their yard when she was play fighting with one of her kids in some tight yoga pants barefoot and pretended to get knocked out on the grass. Arnold shook his head as he thought about it trying to get it out of his head to focus.

Arnold had tried his hardest to resist but it was just to tempting and today was going to be the day that he finally got to see Cindy go to sleep. Arnold waited inside of his house carefully watching outside the window as Cindy walked outside with her kids that morning to take them to school noting that her outfit seemed to be some pants and heels though he couldn't see well behind the cutrains. He waited until her car pulled back into the yard and then watched her walk back inside the house.

Arnold prepared himself and then walked over to the house next door after a few minutes knocking lightly.

"one second please!" he heard Cindy call out from inside it seemed that she was doing something. He waited and then blinked looking the woman up and down from her perfect face to her high waisted pants all the way down to her heels "sorry to bother you Cindy I was just wondering if I could borrow some milk"

Cindy stood at the door leaning against the frame with a smile on her face 'oh it's no problem I was just cleaning ya know the kids" she laughed. Cindy nodded looking at him "yeah sure come on inside and i'll grab it for you" she said stepping back from the door to let him in.

Arnold hadn't expected her to actually invite him inside this would make things even easier.

Cindy smiled as he stepped inside "just one second" she said turning and walking toward the kitchen.

Arnold watched her slender hips turn and her ass move in her pants as she walked her heels flapping as she did allowing him to see the heels of her feet. He waited until she was in the kitchen and turned aroudn slowly and quietly closing the door behind him. 

Arnold moved toward the kitchen watching carefully. He watched Cindy open the refridgerator bending over slightly.

He licked his lips feeling like he was about to explode. He was finally about to get what he had been wanting for so long. He slowly moved up behind Cindy.

Cindy blinked lightly hearing someone behind her and turned bumping into Arnold the milk in her hand splashing on the floor "oh!" she looked down at the spilled milk and then held her chest laughing " I didn't know you were going to come into the kitchen" she laughed looking at him.

Arnold almost let out a sigh of relief as she didn't think anything of him coming into the kitchen. Things had almost went badly there "sorry about that" he said.

Cindy shook her head "no big deal" she said with a smile walking over and grabbing some paper towels and kneeling down soaking the milk up with them "hey if you still want the milk you ca....mmmmmmpphhhhh!"

Arnold watched Cindy kneel down her heels dangling on her feet and clamped the wet chloroform soaked rag over her mouth.

Cindys eyes widened grabbing at his hands "mmmmm! mppphhhhh ummmmm!" 

Arnold watched Cindy struggle holding the rag tight to her mouth.

Cindy kicked out one of her heels flying off across the room as her eyes fluttered her vision starting to get hazy "mmmmmm........."

Arnold watched as Cindys struggles slowed "yes...that's right go to sleep Cindy" he said.

Cindys movements slowed more and more her eyes rolling back and then after a moment longer her arms fell limp to her side along with her one bare and one heeled foot.

Arnold held the rag over Cindys mouth a bit extra and then slowly moved it. He looked down at her unconsious face lips slightly parted a bit of drool having escaped her mouth.  He slowly stepped back letting her head touch the floor and looked down at her limp body spready out across her kitchen floor.

He licked his lips at the sight pulling out his phone and sapping a few pictures from different angles. He then reached down grabbing her already bare foot and rubbing her wrinkled solves before letting it drop and reaching over sliding her other heel off and rubbing that sole. He took a close up shot of it and then licked it. 

Arnold walked over raising Cindy up her her arms sliding her shirt up and over her head. He let her set up in a sitting postition like that and snapped a few more shorts her belt digging into her stomach. He reached over taking off her belt and then flipped her over her ass showing nicelyin her pants. he snapped a few more shots and then slid her pants down. He looked down at her in her blue bra and thong.

"mmmmm....."

Arnolds eyes snapped open as he noticed Cindy beggining to wake up.

"wha...what happened" she groand grabbing her head as she began to look up.

Arnold looked around reacing over and grabbin the remote from a table and quickly hit her over the back of the head with it.

"uhhhhh!' Cindys eyes rolled back and she fell straight back again out cold.

Arnold snapped a few more shots and then flipped Cindy over smacking her ass and feeling it up before snapping a few final pictures. Arnold grabbed Cindy by the ankles dragging her across the kitchen and into the living room. He raised her up sitting her in a chair in the living room "cindy...cindy wake up" he said smacking her face lightly.

"mmmm..." Cindy groaned her head throbbing slowly blinking her eyes open.

Arnold walked aroudn behind Cindy in the chair and wrapped his hand around her head

"what's happening..." *Crack!* with one swift motion Cindys head snapped to the side eyes widened and then her eyes glazed over head slumping to the side.

Arnold let out a sigh of relief stepping back and taking one final picture. He then walked toward the door leaving Cindy in her blue bra and thong motionless in the chair for her kids to return home to.

 

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“Can I help you with anything, Ma’am?”

 

Judith whirled around to face the store clerk that had appeared behind her. The fit shop keeper was dressed in a black dress shirt, black pants, and a white tie with the store logo on it. His dark brown hair was spiked up, and he smiled politely at the women before him.

 

“Yes you can! Do you know where the leather gloves are?” She asked, a bit impatiently.

 

“Of course Ma’am. Right this way.” He directed her towards the correct section “Are you buying for a friend?

 

“Whoever I buy these for is none of your concern. And stop calling me Ma’am. It makes me sound old.”

 

 

The young clerk groaned “Very well. These are all our top products. I hope you find everything to your liking!”

 

Judith was a young woman out looking for a new pair of leather gloves. She was slim, with a nice bust and curves that filled out all of her dresses. She had dark brown hair, which came down to her shoulders, and an attitude that was an occasional problem. She was, at the moment, checking out a new pair of leather gloves, and what appeared to be a matching leather catsuit.

 

“Hmm…” She said, feeling the fabric “Yes, this will do nicely… Clerk!” She summoned, waving her arm. He appeared at her side.

 

 

“Yes Ma’am?” He asked, slightly wearily.

 

“What did I say about calling me-” She stopped. “If possible, I’d like to try this on. Where can I do so?”

 

The clerk gestured across the hall, where a purple door was closed. “If you’ll just head in there and get undressed, I’ll get this for you right now.” H said, pulling the catsuit off the rack and handing it to Judith.

 

 

“Thank you!” She said, carrying it over her shoulder into the changing room. Once inside, she quickly stripped off her blouse and her skirt, revealing a simple black brassiere and matching panties, which she took a moment to admire herself in.

 

 

Unbeknownst to her, she wasn’t the only one admiring her figure. In the upper corner of the changing room, a small camera whirred and focused on her body, which was pulling the zipper up on the catsuit as she checked herself in the mirror. The clerk behind the camera smiled, satisfied that this was the girl he had to have.

 

As Judith check herself in the catsuit, she realized what was missing. With a sigh, she turned and called out “Clerk! Can I get the gloves in here!”

 

A muffled voice cried out “Of course! Just a moment.”

 

Sighing, Judith turned back to the mirror and admired her body once again. It looked absolutely gorgeous, the catsuit fitting her perfectly, hugging her curves and accenting her best assets.

 

 

She was so busy admiring herself that she didn’t notice a pair of black leather gloves that emerged from the door behind, carrying a brown bottle and a gauze path. She didn’t see those hands pour some of the brown bottles contents onto the gauze, causing a chemical smell to rise. She did, however, notice when those hands clamped themselves over her nose and mouth.

 

“MMMPPPPHH!!” She shrieked into the sweet smelling cloth, whose medical scent assaulted her senses. She shook violently, trying to shake off her attacker.

 

 

“No, no. Don’t fight it darling. Just relax, take a little nap…” The clerk behind her cooed, holding her tight as she tried to fight and claw her way from him.

 

“MMMPPPhhhh!” She shrieked, a dull ringing beginning in her ears. She blinked, slowly, as her vision started to slow down, her eyes losing focus as she struggled against her attacker. She momentarily forgot about where she was, fighting to maintain her grip on her attackers arm.

 

 

It was a losing battle, as the more time went on the heavier she started to feel, the ringing in her ears having become a throbbing that filled her mind. Her fingers felt warm and numb, and she felt them beginning to slide off of the clerk’s hands.

 

 

The clerk clamped another arm around her chest, copping a feel. She moaned, her eyes widening for a moment as she felt him, but quickly they started to droop again as her head began to loll. She weakly kicked at him, her long legs feeling like lead pipes as she sagged deeper into his arms.

 

“mmmpppphhhh….” She moaned weakly, her eyelids fluttering lower and lower over her eyes,  her struggled growing more faint and indistinguishable as she felt herself losing her last shreds of consciousness, a dark tunnel surrounding her vision, slowly getting smaller as she felt her eyes closing. 


With a sigh, she let them close, exhaling into the rag that still covered her face. The attendant felt her breast again, squeezing it gently to see if she would respond. She didn’t.

 

“Sweet dreams, darling…” he whispered in the sleeping woman’s ear, gently lowering her to the floor as he lifted the cloth from her mouth. Her bent lower and scooped her up, checking to see if anybody else was in the store before taking her into the back room.

 

There, behind the soundproof walls and triple-pad locked door, lay an ornate bed with red silk sheets, covered with little toys and trinkets of a rather erotic nature. It was a sight that the sleeping brown didn’t get to appreciate as she was laid across the bed, her long hair splaying out behind her.

 

The clerk took a moment to admire her body, running a hand along her thigh in his leather gloves. It was then that he noticed he was still wearing them.

 

“Oh dear. Ma’am, I believe you requested these,” He said, pulling them off his fingers and slowly slipping them onto Judith’s hands. She didn’t resist, nor could she, as the smooth leather slid over her skin and fit snuggle on her hands.

 

The clerk smiled. It was a perfect fit. Everything fit her so nicely.

 

 

“Right then, love,” He said, turning the toys on the bed and examining each one “time for us to get started. What should I do first…” He paused, spotting a simple black vibrator on the bed “I think this will do quite nicely!”

 

He picked it up and turned it on, already rock hard (He had been since he’d seen her in that catsuit) turning, her found the zipper of her catsuit and pulled it down gently, slowly lowering it past her breasts, which burst free, her busty bosom rising and falling evenly with her sleeping breaths.

 

 

He stopped breathing for a moment, his hands immediately sliding to her breasts. He squeezed them slowly, playing with them sensually as he felt his erection growing. He noticed that her nipples hardened almost immediately, incredibly responsive to his touch.

 

“Holy…” He whispered, reminding himself to continue with the zipper. He pulled it down, past her stomach and all the way down to her pussy. She was clean down there, not even a peaches fuzz visible when he saw her.

 

 

“Good girl.” He said to himself, taking the buzzing toy in her grip and bringing it down to her tender flesh, feeling her body tense immediately as the pleasure hit her like a truck, making her unconscious form gasp for breath as the toy continued to push against her.

 

 

Judith, who was still asleep, writhed against the sheets, her body almost shaking as wave after wave of intense pleasure hit her. Her body moved as her hips stated gyrating to the vibrations, moving slowly at first, then faster and harder, until she was bouncing on the bed.

 

 

The clerk felt her nearing the climax, her movements growing more and more intense, more and more intense, until she felt as if she was about to burst. And she did.

 

Judith gasped, her back arching as the orgasm blew through her, unlike anything she had ever felt before. If she had been awake, she would have appreciated it much more than she did.  Still, even unconscious, she still felt the massive pleasure.

 

The clerk smiled, switching off the device and wiping it off, his own erection still obvious. He was about to select the next toy when he felt someone moving beside him.

 

 

“Mmmuuhhh…” Judith groaned, groggily rolling her head to the side as she started to come to. The clerk realized that the force of the orgasm had sped up the drug’s effects, making them wear off much faster than they were supposed to.

 

 

Quickly he pulled out a pair of leather lined handcuffs and locked each of her hands to the bedposts. Just in time, too, as she was starting to wake up.

 

“Ohhh, my head” She groaned, slowly opening her eyes “Where am I?”

 

 

“You’re right where I want you, dearie…” The clerk whispered softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

 

 

At the sound of his voice, Judith’s eye’s shot open. “What?! You!” She groggily shrieked, trying to move away. That’s when she realized that her hands were bound.

 

“You crazy little bastard! You drugged me! You handcuffed me! What the Hell!” She shouted at him, struggling against her bonds. He placed a hand gently on her side.

 

“Please relax. I’m not going to hurt you. I only want to play a little game…” He said, with a smirk.

 

“A game? With you? Are you out of your mind?” She shouted furiously.

 

“Now,  now,” He said, condescendingly “This could be a fun game for both of us. Admit it, you like this. The sexy leather, being tied up, being helpless.” He smiled “You like being my plaything.”

 

In truth, Judith did like it. Deep down, it had always been a fantasy of hers to have something like this happen. But she wasn’t letting the crazy freak that kidnapped her know that!

 

“No way in hell do I enjoy being drugged and groped by some madman!” She angrily said, struggling a bit more for effect.

 

The clerk frowned “Hmm, I guess not. But don’t worry; I have plenty of time. Maybe you’ll be more agreeable when you wake up.”

 

“Wake up?” Judith asked “What the hell are you talking-”

 

She was interrupted by a sharp stinging in her legs, which caused her to yelp. Looking down, a small syringe full of a milky-white fluid was being emptied into her body by the smiling clerk. When it was empty, he pulled it out and tossed it aside.

 

Judith hissed as she felt her leg growing numb at the site of the injection. A warm haze began to spread through her.

 

 

“What… what did you… give me?...” She asked, feeling her mind growing fuzzy as the lights in the room seemed to grow brighter and hazier.

 

“Just a little something to help you sleep…” The clerk said with a  mischievous grin “Just sleep it off darling…”

 

“No… I’mmm finnnnee…” She slurred, her tongue going numb as she felt her body going limp. Her arms fell limp beside her, her legs falling to her side. Here eyelids grew heavier, her vision fading to black as she slumped back down, completely unconscious.

 

 

“Propofol,” The Clerk said, with a grin, “lovely drug.”

 

Trailing a hand down Judith’s exposed skin, feeling her goosebumps, he smiled softly at the sleeping woman beside him.

 

“Oh my dear…” he turned to the wall of toys behind him “The fun is just beginning…” 

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(This is a erotic fiction story. Chloroform is a toxic, dangerous chemical and can be lethal! Nitrous Oxide can be dangerous also. so please don't emulate what happens in this fiction story)

San Luis Obispo, California,

Xenia returned from both her jobs, exhausted now it was dark, she found her beloved cat Jasper waiting for her as she parked her scooter in the house's driveway. Jasper meowed at her, sat upright on the front doormat, his eyes waiting with a calm measured blinking. Xenia took off her helmet, letting her hair run free and wished she had more time and more money to get it cut soon. Her tight leather bike jacket creaking as she moved, Xenia sighed pleasurably. Xenia carried her work folder from her ad agency first job of the day and her rucksack, which contained her coffee shop uniform from her second job. She greeted Jasper at the front door. Jasper was thoroughly delighted and curled around her jeaned legs, loving the bodily contact and that Xenia was home to feed him and stroke his fur. Once inside, with the house security alarm off, she hung up her leather jacket, bike helmet, and fed the attentive Jasper in the kitchen. The house felt cold so she put on the heating for a bit, craving a shower also to wash away the day's stresses. Xenia looked around the empty shell, remembering both her parents were still away on holiday until next Tuesday and she had work in the morning. Switching comforting lights on throughout her journey upstairs to her bedroom, still stacked with removal boxes. Jasper appeared out of nowhere behind her, sensing her mood. He glanced disaprovingly at Matt's photo frame as if to say what was already always running through Xenia's thoughts when memory of him rushed back:

" Hey, forget him, babe - he walked out on you and left you with a ton of debt. You had to move out, get two jobs and we both moved back here at your parent's place. Now, come here and let me paddle on you!"

Xenia smiled, leaned down, kissing Jasper's head, which made him wince a little. He purred louder when she ran fingers through his fur coat. Xenia put on some music, soon her thoughts turned to returning to the Sleep Peeps chat she and Vincent had begun for the last two nights running, tonight would be the third night for Vincent to chloroform her in role play! Xenia itched her right eyebrow, taking a short nasal inhale, she longed for that litlle discreet thrill. Xenia had always had a sleepy fetish and loved watching girls especially getting the chloroform kiss in TV shows and movies. Xenia got wet watching the really long and realistic chloroform or anaesthesia scenes. Vincent shared the same fetish with her! It helped Xenia momentarily escape the present chaos in her life. Last night's chat had gotten surreal and Xenia had to make an excuse just to cease Vincent's advances and go offline; Vincent only lived forty miles away from Obispo, in West Covina within the West Puente Valley. Part of Xenia really wanted to go meet up with him...But she needed to sort her life out first, before she agreed to meet anyone. She needed stability. Thinking she was twenty five, whereas Vincent was forty two, divorced and about two hundred pounds in weight. A lot of complications. Vincent and Xenia roughly knew exactly where each of them respectively lived. He told her he fantasised about being chloroformed by a woman and used while unconscious. He lived alone and had a job as a hospital orderly. Xenia's drifting thoughts of Vincent took her miles away in the shower before the water reminded her she was single, trying to get her life together.

In her bathrobe, Xenia made herself some coffee, she sat down at her lap top on her bed. Jasper's tail switched the air, he purred, feeling her near him. Xenia took a coffee sip and went back onto Sleep Peeps, it was early and she found Vincent already waiting for her. Xenia exhaled, hoping she was doing the right thing when he asked for a chat. Xenia accepted but the mood was stilted on her side, which did hardly nothing to diminish Vincent's unflappable enthusiasm for a meet up. The cd music tracks ended, filling her bedroom with an all pervasive silence. Xenia frowned softly, thinking: I can't hook up with you. How do I tell you that? Her infrequent keystroke replies, though, seemed to bring cold hard reality home to Vincent. Her heart felt heavy, already wishing it was over and she could log off. She'd probably never speak to him again and have to keep away from Sleep Peeps for as long as it took to get her life in order. Vincent uploaded his photo and Xenia clicked on it...Vincent looked nice, lonely, smiling into the sun on a street somewhere. Xenia knew she couldn't give in to herself, no matter how lonely she felt. So she typed a quick reply back to Vincent: Nice photo...I have to go. Bye. And then an age waiting for Vincent to reply with: Okay. Xenia logged off, fighting back constant regretful thoughts raging in her mind. The lap top's screen remained static, so Xenia tried to forget about her regret with an online perusal of the Obispo job market; finding no one was hiring full-time as yet, so she logged off completely, switching off the lap top. Thankfully her friend Stacey called just as Xenia was watching a movie downstairs, Jasper was purring on her lap. She and Stacey chatted for a while. Jasper stretched up before jumping off her lap and disapearing through the cat flap to explore his territory outside. Just after she hung up laughing with Stacey, another call came through but the ID got her heart racng! - It was Vincent calling her...Xenia let it ring a few times before answering. Vincent greeted her warmly, asking how she was, he explained how he had gotten her number online. Xenia felt more than a little shocked, but she found him to be shy and polite. He asked if he could meet her this Friday since he knew Xenia had Friday free! So, Xenia had to lie and say she was working the whole Friday. She wasn't certain if he knew she was lying, after he'd put her on the spot - what did he expect?!...Vincent sighed, changing the subject to chloroform fantasies! Xenia forgot who she was for a moment, pouring out her sexual desires to him in a playful chloro role play scenario, where Vincent had abducted her and was playing with her feet at first...She asked him to do more to her unconscious body. Telling him this, Xenia switched the phone to her left hand, moving her right hand down to open her bathrobe. Tickling her navel beneath her loose t-shirt, Xenia nibbled her lower lip...Her thighs warming up as she opened her robe, she felt sexily exposed soooo turned on sat on her parent's sofa. Xenia's back arched up as she slid her index and middle finger beneath her panties then inside her moist pussy. Finding her hard clit nub, she began the irresitible rubbing she so loved, similarly listening to Vincent also touch himself. Both of them breathing hard, slowly masturbating. Oh My Gosh - I can't undestand how I'm doing this with a total stranger over the phone, she thought. Reminding herself that Vincent was miles away. Vincent told how she would "struggle as I chloroform you, Xenia..". Xenia had to bite on an index finger to stifle her gasp as his words made her cum, her cheeks blushing red, she smiled as her delicious vaginal spasms abated...

" You okay?" Vincent's smiling voice asked, knowing he'd made Xenia orgasm.

" Yess...I have to go. I'm gonna talk to you real soon." Xenia told him with her voice shaking excitedly with delicious body tremors...Xenia hoped she would go through with her pledge. Vincent also gasped as he came at his end....Xenia absently stroked her phone, listening to his quick breathing slow down. They said farewell to one another, hanging up. Xenia stretched and cleaned herself up before switching everything off and going to bed. With Jasper at the foot of her bed, she smiled hoping to dream of Vincent chloroforming her. Xenia stared up at her bedroom ceiling before sleeping, fantasising of Vincent pressing a chloroform cloth over her nose and mouth...Struggling as she breathed in the soft soporific chemical, losing consciousness, helpless in Vincent's grip...Xenia groaned, turning over, the blue digital alarm clock reminding her she had to get up in a few hours for work. Xenia sighed and soon drifted into sleep. Today was Thursday, the workday passed quickly for her on her second job at the coffee shop, with a sexy text selfie from Vincent. In the selfie he was holding a bottle of chloroform and white rag in his hand. Xenia sent him a winking smiley face in reply. Xenia took another look, realising Vincent was holding a real chloroform bottle...Xenia found herself making a small animal sound at the tempting sight of the amber chloroform bottle and white cloth in Vincent's hands. Vincent texted back: I've already tested it on myself! Zzzzz....Xenia's eyes went wide, heart beating faster, excited. Really? She replied. What was it like? Vincent uploaded a blurry set of selfies, with him shown in bed, his upper face deathly pale. A crumpled thick cloth covering his nose and mouth. In the last two selfies, taken on automatic mode, the cloth had fallen from his open mouth and nose, his head leaning to one side, he was chloroformed. Unconscious.Oh...Xenia thought to herself in her coffee shop job break room, she felt dizzy, beholden to some great dangerous secret. Her fellow coffee shop employees in the break room had no idea what Xenia was looking at or her present state of mind. His photos had envigorated Xenia beyond her usual end of shift exhaustion. Vincent texted:The chloroform hurts your nose at first, then you get high. I took a baking soda solution and other measures to prevent delayed chloroform poisoning. I woke up with just a hangover feeling. Xenia let out a quick exhale, none of her co-workers paying attention as she texted in reply: Was it a turn on? Did you get hard? Xenia laughed breathlessly, adding a winking smiley. Vincent replied: Floppy rope! Xenia fought off the urge to laugh out loud! She felt alive again, eyes twinkling at her phone's screen. Vincent sent another text: It was more scary than sexy the first time, then a second time I enjoyed it more. I couldn't feel my body much. Xenia immediately remembered his photo, his body, thinking about Vincent's bald head, weight and his age. Okay, she texted, after several doubts crept in. Vincent sent a selfie of him standing by his blue-grey Nissan and another selfie just after, this one taken inside his car with him smiling directly into his rearview mirror. Vincent wrote a text: I can drive to you in one hour. Xenia took in a scared breath, uncertain how to reply, aware that Vincent knew exactly where she lived in Tarraco Street.Her fifteen minute break was over. I have to go. Bye, she replied and got up to resume her four hour shift. After her shift was over, Xenia exited the coffee shop. Orange streetlights bathed the parking lot outside the coffee shop, which hardly offered any light as Xenia walked outside to her parked,  locked scooter. Struggling with both her folder bag, rucksack and helmet, she swore absently as she dropped her keys on the wet tarmac. Xenia left everything on the tarmac beside the moped front wheel, retrieving her keys and starting the moped ignition so she could switch on the front and rear lights. After packing everything away, Xenia suddenly felt observed before she completed putting on her helmet. She looked around the parking lot, finding only a windblown beer can tinkling along. It easily reminded her she wanted a cold beer herself, when she returned home...And another sexy roleplay chat with Vincent!

One of her neighbours caught her for a nice few minute's chat after she parked up, which Xenia loved then her neighbour resumed his nighttime jog. Xenia suddenly felt she was being watched again, neck hairs on edge. But saw only a grey blue Nissan parking up across the street, switching its lights off. Xenia heard Jasper meowing inside before she'd even finished opening the door. She heard him jumping down from the kitchen window in the back with a thump and then joyously galloping to her. Xenia stroked and lovingly fondled him, ensuring he was fed before she unpacked her gear. Stacey called to ask how she was just as Xenia opened a beer from the refridgerator and they caught up on current events. Stacey knew her friend needed to chill, forget her worries, so she asked to meet up on Saturday at the multiplex. Stacey's incredibly attractive boyfriend, Troy, would be there as a chaperone. Xenia slumped down in her sofa, lazily slugging back a gulp of beer, feeling glum. Xenia agreed to meeet up, thinking how lucky Stacey was to be with someone she could trust, even though Troy had made eyes at Xenia every time they met. Stacey knew, or suspected, but said nothing to her about it; Troy was just too good looking for anyone not to notice.Or be tempted...Soon their conversation ended and they hung up. Xenia tried to relax watching some TV, but frequent bad news reports put her off. Jasper suddenly appeared on the sofa, with a ninja-style jump up onto the cushions. He curled up on her lap while Xenia stroked his fur. Jasper purred with beautiful appreciation, blinking contentedly. Xenia still couldn't shake the edgy feeling, even after finishing her beer and relaxing with Jasper. The feeling pursued her senses after she undressed into her sleeping clothes of loose t-shirt and panties. With all the blinds and curtains drawn, she should've felt safer...Jasper ran to her parent's master bedroom, jumping up onto the window through the curtains to watch the outside nighttime street. His eyes fascinated by whatever he saw out there. Xenia was careful around the half open bedroom curtains so no one outside caught an eyeful of her half naked body and went to fetch him from the window. She picked him up with ease, glancing at the cars outside. She noticed a cellphone light on in the passenger side on one car. Suddenly, the master bedroom phone extension rang. Xenia frowned softly, leaving Jasper to sit on the bed while she answered the phone. Her hands shook, breathing faster when Xenia saw Vincent's Caller I.D. on the screen!

" Hi..." Vincent said.

" Hi," Xenia replied back and instantly suspected he was parked outside! " Where are you, right now?"

" Oh, you saw me watching you? Err, please don't be afraid."

" You're parked across the street!? Oh my Gosh."

" I had to see you; please don't be mad..." Vincent's voice pleaded.

Xenia was angry, peeking out the window curtains at Vincent's car. " I knew it!" She scowled.

" Hi." Vincent looked up at her window. They exchanged looks. He waved placidly and Xenia's mood cooled.

" I just want to talk with you, Xenia. We've got so much in common. And we're both lonely."

Xenia blanked him with annoyed silence for a moment. " It's no excuse to stalk me, though - I could call the cops!"

" You...haven't yet."

" No. No I haven't."

They continued talking, each of them briefly forgetting that Vincent had stalked her, before Xenia's heartbeat thumped in her chest and she remembered. Could he come inside? Vincent asked her...Xenia realised she was seriously considering letting Vincent inside. Vincent made the suggestion that Xenia leave a few messages to tell friends and family she would be inviting her friend " Vincent from West Covina...", in her house. And to leave details like his full name, vehicle I.D. as a precaution. Xenia thought about it long and hard...Something inside herself asked her to relent. Xenia left the window and phone there on the sill. She put on her favourite bathrobe, picking up her cellphone and sent those messages to Stacey and a few other friends. Just in case Vincent turned out to be a serial killer! Xenia returned to the window, picking up the telephone.

" Did you bring that chloroform bottle with you?"

Hearing Vincent lick his dry lips, he replied: " Yes. I have two chloroform bottles and supplies."

" Ah..." Xenia closed her eyes for a second, suspicions confirmed. She trusted Vincent a little and being chloroformed had always been a sexual fantasy for years. Vincent assured her he was clean of any sexual diseaeses - he even had his newst fortnight's screening results on paper, which he needed since he was a regular hospital blood donor." Okay...Wait a minute and meet me at the front door." She left the window, hanging up the telephone and slowly went downstairs. Where Vincent was waiting at the front door. He nodded nervously, holding a backpack in one hand. Xenia silently held the door open and the bag of nerves he was Vincent entered. Xenia closed the door, without a word, Vincent took off his coat. Xenia gestured to the coat hooks behind him while she locked the door and reset the house alarm. She wondered if he had the chloroform bottles in his backpack. With his coat hung up, Xenia sized him up. Cute, she thought, lips demurely smiling.

" What do you have in that backpack?"

"Ah..the two chloroform bottles, a thick white cloth.." Vincent grinned, watching her eyes widen as he told her. Vincent's tone became playful..." Baking soda bottles. Belladonna tablets. Condoms. Dustmasks...A pack of nitrous whippits. Gloves, so we don't get freezer burns. Some piracetam and some b-12, which will prevent possible brain damage. A cracker and party balloons."

" Wow...Just tell me why I allowed you in?"

" You feel as lonely as I do."

Xenia's heart warmed by his words, after a moment she took him upstairs by the hand without saying a word.

She felt giddy, hoping he'd like her bedroom as she led the way inside. Xenia turned to observe his facial expression: she blushed as Vincent was awestruck, gently dropping his rucksack, adoring the beauty of her bedroom. Jasper got jealous, craving attention around Vincent's legs. He bent down and gave Jasper love, even making sweet cat sounds.

" You speak cat, too?!"

" Umhmm, I have a cat at home; Kallie. I love cats. My neighbour's looking after Kallie, she'd like Jasper here." Vincent softly stroked beneath Jasper's chin, nuzzling him, which the cat loved immensely. Xenia realised she was getting jealous herself and gently ushered Jasper outside of her room, closing the door. Jasper thought about waiting for a few moments at her bedroom door, but the allure of his nightly territory prowl was too much...He left the humans to their play and padded down to the catflap. Meanwhile, Vincent had displayed the contents of his backpack on Xenia's bed. She marvelled at the supplies, including the rubber gloves, nitrous whippits and especially the amber chloroform bottles. Xenia picked one of the bottles up, feeling the heavy liquid chloroform within. She sniffed the top, recoiling a little at traces of chloroform. Just like in the stories she read, Xenia told him. I know, he replied: I read them as well. Vincent got things prepared...Vincent attempted to show her his latest blood test results, but Xenia just shook her head.

" You don't need to show me; I trust you or you wouldn't be here." Vincent silently understood and cleared the bed for play. With the bed now cleared for play and the supplies within easy reach on the bedroom carpet, Xenia told him to "strip!". Vincent complied, watching Xenia stare with lowered eyelids. Pursing her lips, feeling her facial cheeks burning, heart beating faster. He left on his boxers but Xenia shook her head, indicating she wanted to see his four inch cock. Vincent rolled them down, unveiling his sex for her...Xenia enjoyed the show, power seemed to be buzzing through her. Leaving the chloroform bottle on the bed, she stood and positioned Vincent on his back on the bed. Xenia let her bathrobe fall, standing over him. " I want...you to chloroform me..." Xenia's voice excitedly told him. " Okay," he agreed. It was now all stations Go! Vincent took some b-12 supplements and some piracetam with a swig of mineral water. Xenia then surprised her cautionary common sense by taking the piracetam, b-12, without thinking! She trusted Vincent, laying down beside him and the chloroform bottle. She kissed him, smiling and feeling light as air! I missed this, she thought.

" Don't stick your dick in me while I'm out!...Okay?"

" Okay..." Vincent agreed with a nod. " Just?..."

" Feel me up while I'm out. Touch me...lick, kiss me...Mmm...Wait until I wake up before we make love."

" I promise."

Xenia broke off kissing, to give him the white rag and chloroform cloth. " Chloroform meee..." She asked him plaintively. Vincent opened the chloroform bottle quickly, soaking the white rag then immediately resealing the bottle, laying it down. Xenia sniffed the chloroform chemical traces in the air - it did smell strongly like chemical adhesive...Not as softly narcotic or soporific as she'd always dreamt it did. Vincent moved down with the damp chloroform cloth getting closer over her face. Xenia exhaled quickly as Vincent placed the chloroform cloth over her nose and mouth - Xenia grimaced as it burned her nose and throat, as Vincent knew from experience it would. Xenia heard a wah-wah noise in her ears, she felt high, taken away from her conscious self. Horrified by what the chloroform was doing, she could hardly hear Vincent asking if she wanted to continue after he withdrew the cloth from her panting mouth. Xenia nodded sluggishly and he placed the chloroform down over her nose and mouth again, Xenia choked on he heavy chloro fumes but stuck with it...Vincent groped softly at her breasts, glancing down to notice the growing wet stain growing in Xenia's panties. She groaned pleasurably, drifting away from her body with each chloroform inhale. Xenia continued breathing in the chloroform fumes again and again. Xenia inhaled with a gulping sound, finding the fumes softer, but soooo high now. She saw amazing sights, hearing strange voices from afar...Time slipped and the chloroform had dried out, Xenia was so out of it high she didn't realise. Vincent resoaked the chloroform cloth, then softly pressed it over Xenia's nose and mouth. Xenia's eyes swam, her head thumping with her slowing heartbeat...Seeming to hallucinate the world around her vision blurring, distorting then thumping in big three dimensionsal bubbles. Xenia mumbled slurred words of amazement at what she was seeing. Vincent fondled her neck gently, soothing her. Suddenly the room grew pink and fuzzy - Xenia's breathing turned into wet gurgling. Eyelids so heavy...Sleep now, she told herself. Xenia drew in a laboured lunful of chloroform fumes, body spasming slightly as pink fluffy darkness descended over her vision. " Mmmmpf!" Xenia sighed a final time as the chloroform claimed her, eyes closing...

Vincent waited a few seconds before withdrawing the chloroform cloth, he smiled after checking Xenia's pulse and quiet but gurgling respiration. Her pale mouth lips slightly open, he kissed them, leaving the drying chloroform cloth on the side next to her. I've always wanted to do this, Vincent told her as he carefully and gently picked up her body in his arms. Vincent briefly cradle carried Xenia around in the air, her upper body, legs and butt dangling over his arms. He fondled her warm butt cheeks and kissed her sleeping mouth. Holding her safe to him, Vincent laid her down on the bed, with her face turned towards the still damp chloroform cloth. Vincent wafted it in front of her nose and mouth before chucking it to one side. Vincent turned her chloroformed body over so her beautiful round ass was in the air, her face to one side. He rubbed and massaged Xenia's panty-covered butt cheeks, making them quiver, tighten and sweat! Xenia unconsciously grumbled with pleasure, frowning softly, lips pursed. Vincent felt ready to explode as he then played with her breasts, lifting her t-shirt, massaging her twin mounds.

Vincent marvelled at the beauty of Xenia, then moved to play with her feet...He sucked on her delicious toes, licking them, taking his time with her body, caressing her thighs. Tickling her dripping wet pussy through her damp panties, Vincent kissed her beautiful lips there, dizzy with her scent. Xenia began to stir, waking from the sexy chloroform dream she was having...Vincent moved quickly to put on latex gloves, getting the nitrous whippits, cracker and balloon ready. He cracked six whippits inside the party balloon, letting the nitrous warm up before tying it closed before taking off the gloves. He got his naked body next to her, the tied balloon valve in one hand. Xenia's eyes opened slightly, she burped out chloroform breaths, feeling dizzy but high. Xenia could make out Vincent beside her, pressing something rubbery to her opening, closing lips.

" Whaa..." Xenia grumbled, fighting off her dizzyness.

" Sssh, just open wide for some nitrous..."

Xenia smiled, opening her lips and closing them on the balloon valve Vincent passed to her. Holding the tasty rubber in her mouth, sucking on the talcum-tasting latex...Xenia exhaled nasally, ready. Vincent expertly twisted the balloon so the nitrous oxide gas flowed quickly into Xenia's open mouth and lungs, he twisted it closed. Xenia tasted the cold gas, which tasted of vanilla and latex, expecting an immediate hit. Huh? She thought for three seconds...then the nitrous's effects blew her mind! Xenia felt like she was floating, euphoric, pushed away from herself. Xenia smiled from the nitrous's effects, she moaned, sucking the rubber balloon valve. She drooled a little on the rubber valve, savouring the rubber taste as Vincent gave her more nitrous. Xenia's eyes widened, the cold gas hissing down her throat into her lungs turning her on with an immense intensity. Her clit burned for attention, as did her now rock hard nipples. Aching to touch herself...before passing out...Ohh my Gosh, Xenia thought just before she passed out into pink fluffiness with a smile...

Vincent withdrew the valve of the now flaccid balloon - Xenia had inhaled six whippitts of nitrous! So, no wonder she had passed out, especially after the chloroform. Vincent checked her vitals and found she was okay, she would wake up with no side effects from the nitrous. He positioned Xenia's sleeping body and kissed her as he took some smartphone photos and video. Vincent would show them to her later. He took off her soaking wet panties and t-shirt so he could kiss her all over! Burying his face between her legs, licking, kissing her dripping pussy and clit, Vincent suddenly felt Xenia's finger touching down his nose as she rubbed at her clit by his licking tounge, now wide awake. Her free hand pushing the back of his head forward...deeper onto her pussy. Vincent exhaled, barely getting a breath, almost smothered by her soaking wet gash.. " Mmmph.." Vincent moaned, finding an air pocket space between Xenia's burning hot thighs and pussy. Xenia was close to cumming, making animal sounds, breathing faster. Xenia exploded with ecstatic pleasure, cumming again and again, drenching Vincent's smothered tounge and face. Her now relaxed hand left him there, patting the back of his head to thank him...Xenia used her hands to continue rubbing her clit and softly pinch her nipples. When he had completed licking her, Vincent sat beside Xenia where they kissed ravenously, getting lost in each other...Xenia and Vincent held tightly only each other's body. Xenia put a condom on him and they made blissful love, the world softening for her finally...Xenia's eyes closed, feeling more content than ever before, ignoring her fears of Vincent turning into a jerk down the line if they became a couple. Time got lost as they resumed lovemaking again and again. Only briefly stopping so that Vincent could get a new nitrous balloon ready. This time, Xenia held it with him inside her, Xenia took a quick sneaky inhale she felt giggly, so horny from the gas in her lungs. Xenia passed him the rubbery valve, tasting her lips also on it as he inhaled three whippits worth of nitrous. Vincent's eyes swam, feeling amazingly turned on, ready to burst. Xenia's body writhed, her back arching up, humming to herself...She gave him the rest of the balloon and he briefly passed out unconscious...When his eyes reopened a few minutes later, he could've sworn he heard a subtle thrumming sound on his chest. Vincent was smiling and took in a breath or air, Xenia had left her pink vibrator switched on on his bare chest!

"Wha-what's going on?" Vincent asked and laughed.

" Nothing yet, sweetie. Just relax for a minute."

Vincent picked up the pink vibrator, wondering what Xenia had in mind...Xenia placed a bottle of tingling lubricant beside her lover. Vincent said nothing even as Xenia got the chloroform bottle and white rag together, soaking the rag with two large dunkings. Resealing the chloroform bottle, placing it on the floor, Xenia moved over Vincent before he could move!

"Mmmph!" Vincent screamed under the rag, coughing on the heavy fumes.

"Sssh...My turn now." Xenia told Vincent as she chloroformed him, eyeing the vibrator and lube bottle...Vincent realised what she had in mind, he gulped in chloroform fumes, growing dizzier. As the room soon to began to spin for her lover as he passed out, Xenia decided to forget her worries and just take a chance with him.

The End.

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Struting her new denim miniskirt, Carly Simons made her way across campus to the big game. She was running late but hey, it takes time to look this good. With her near see through white blouse and wavy blonde hair she was excited at the possibility of attracting some new attention after her recent breakup.


It was getting dark and the enormous campus would take about fifteen minutes to walk across. Carly noticed that there were hardly any students around. Must all be at the game or studying, she thought to herself. As she came closer to the building she noticed a windowless white van outside the science building. Her chemistry teacher, Dr. Canfield, was loading what looked like large brown moving boxes into the van. As she walked by she tried to pretend like she was checking her phone. She was failing his class and didn't want any sort of awkward lecture. If only she was so lucky.


"Ah Miss Carly!"


Oh no, she thought. "Hi Dr. Canfield."


"Heading to the big game tonight?"


"Yep. Just on my way there now."


"Well hey I'm glad I caught you. I see you're having trouble in my class and I want to help you."


"I was actually just going to drop it and try again next semester." She hoped that would put an end to her embarrassment.


"Oh no no no that's not nessecary! I have an extra credit assignment for you and if you participate I will give you an automatic passing grade."


She was curious. "What do I have to do?"


"It's simple! My collegues and I have been trying to find a way to reduce recreational drug use on campus. We've come up with an alernative that is much safer and we are looking for students to test it out on."


Now she was excited. "Well yeah I'd love to do that. When will you need me?"


"Well how about right now. You could try it out and head to the game and see if it enhances your experience without doing any damage."

 


"Alright I guess that could work."


"Great! Why don't you have a seat here while I go get the new product."


Carly sat down on the tailgate of the van and waited. She hoped this wouldn't take too long. It was dark now and walking alone on campus in the dark made her nervous.


After only a minute Dr. Canfield returned with a brown bottle and a thick, fluffy, white cloth.


"Still here I see. Very good!"


"So what do I have to do exactly?" Asked Carly.

 

Dr. Canfield sat next to her and unscrewed the cap off of the bottle.
"I just need you to take a few deep breaths of this solvent and be on your way to the game. Then tonight send me an email detailing your experiences."


"That's it?"


"That's it."


She watched has he placed the cloth over the top of the bottle. He then tipped it upside down three times. He removed the cloth and replaced the cap on the bottle.

"Okay Carly. I just want you to take one nice deep breath."


Carly exhaled as the cloth was brought up to her face. Dr. Canfield gently covered her mouth and nostrils. She inhaled as deeply as she could and he removed the cloth.
As she exhaled she felt an immediate head rush and had to grab on to his shoulder to keep from tumbling over.


"How was that my dear?"


She felt very lightheaded. "That's some really strong stuff."


"It is it is. Okay now let's do it again."


He once again placed the cloth over her face. She took another deep breath. As she inhalded she felt the liquid dripping from the cloth down her cleavage. She intinctively tried to raise her hands to wipe it off but found that her arms felt very heavy. Why wasn't Dr. Canfield removing the cloth yet?
She tried to pull away but he wrapped his free arm around her head and pulled her in close to his shoulder as if he were consoling a crying woman.
Panic ran through Carly's body. She tried desperatly to push him away but she was too weak from the fumes.


"MMMMMMMM!!!" She screamed.


"Shhhh my darling. Just a few more deep breaths and this will all be over."


Carly kicked her long legs as hard as she could but they felt almost numb. She tried to reach her hands high enough to scratch his eyes but it was no use. Her jaw and facial muscles began to relax on their own and her eyes kept trying to roll back.
As she began to go limp she felt him scooting her further back into the van. That's the last thing she remembered before darkness completely took over.
*****
Dr. Canfield was delighted. He had been working with a drug cartel and was short on his product. He didn't have the money to make up for what he was missing but when they saw the beautiful girl he had captured for them he knew that all would be forgiven. He bound Carly's writsts and ankles and tucked her behind the large boxes filled with drugs. As he was closing the van's back door a voice startled him.


"Dr. Canfield?"


He turned around to see Jennifer. Another one of his attractive students. She had long straight brown hair, olive skin, and was wearing black leggings. Oh black leggings!, he thought to himelf. Those were his weakness. He could feel his heart begin to race everytime he saw a girl wearing those. They left just enough to the imagination to make him crave more. He was always mesmerized watching a girls tight, juicy rear end strutting around in those.

 

"Yes hello Jennifer!"


"What are you doing out here so late professor?"


"Oh you know me. Always hard at work."


She giggled. "But it's a Friday! Don't you have friends to hang out with?"


Alright. His mind was made up. Tonight he would have Carly for his drug cartel buddies but Jennifer he would have for himself.


"Oh sure I have friends. But hey can you wait her just a sec? I need to grab something and I don't want anyone getting into the van. It's a rental after all."


Jennifer happily agreed and he quickly ran around to the driver's side door and grabbed the cloth once again. He soaked it with the chloroform and ran back around to find Jennifer still there. He knew he could count on her!


"Thanks Jennifer I really appreciate it. Oh hey I think you have a leaf in your hair. Turn around a sec and I'll get it."


Jennifer gave an embarrassed smile and turned around. As she stepped he caught the slightest jiggle in her butt. He quickly wrapped one arm around her waist and clamped the cloth over her face with his other. He immediatley lifted her into the air to take away her leverage. She immediatly began to scream and kick violently. He turned his head to the side to avoid having his nose broken by the back of her head. As the scent of her perfume wafted into his nose her felt a swelling in his pants.

"Shhhhhhh Jennifer, shhhh. Just breathe baby."


Her screams turned into muffled squeaks and her legs were now just dangling in front of him occaisionally brushing up against one of his legs. Her hands were on his but they were so weak and oh so soft. His arousal built so much that he could now feel himelf pressed against her butt. Finally her hands dropped and he was now carrying a limp doll of a girl. What a night this will be, he thought as he placed her body in the passenger's seat. What a night indeed.

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My name's Wendy and me and my boyfriend just tried chloroform. His name's Donald - or just "Don" to me and lots of our friends. I've always been into watching chloroform scenes on tv from movies, when I told him he was interested just as I am in experimenting with chloroform. We bought a bottle of chloroform and made the best preparations to use it. I knew how dangerous chloroform can be, so in case something went wrong and me or Don ended up suffocated, each of us wrote down our personal reasons for chloroforming each other. - I know it sounds terrible, but we had to be realistic. So when if the EMTs found one or both of us, there'd be no doubt it was our personal choice.

After work on a Friday night...we were scared but ready. I called my mom and told her how much I loved her and dad and everyone. And I left a bunch of voicemail messages, texts and emails. Don did the same for his family and everyone.

We hadn't eaten or drank anything for hours. It was a beautiful but cold night and our bedroom table lamp just lit our room gorgeously. We were in our underwear, me in my still good black cotton bra and high leg briefs, Don looked nice in his t-shirt and boxers. I have my beautiful and natural curves and both of us keep in shape when work schedules allow it. We love each other. And we sat on the bed, kissed and hugged with the chloroform bottle right next to us.

I picked up the chloroform bottle on the thick yellow small hand towel we were gonna use. The clean towel felt soft and you could feel the heavy weight of the small chloroform bottle on it. Don watched me as I then picked up the chloro bottle and I took a sniff at the green latex tape curled around the hard blue plastic top and I swear I could already smell a really strong chemical smell just on the sealed top!

" What is it?" Don asked me.

I pushed the chloro bottle at him! " Sniff the top!" Don did so and he recoiled away just as I had. " See?...This stuff is strong."

We had to wait for a minute and talk over what we were going to do - replaying emergency scenarios and junk. Then we were ready. I unrolled the green latex tape on the bottle top and chucked the tape ball at Dom playfully. Then I unscrewed the blue plastic top...

Out flowed a hugely strong chemical adhesive fume stink! Chloroform actually smells a lot like diethyl ether - the strong, sickly sweet stink reminded me of the protection coating spray I put on my sneakers. Me and Dom could smell it at the back of our throats it's that strong! I recapped the lid without fastening it -some tiny amounts of the heavy chloroform liquid had dissolved into the air, but I stopped more fumes from escaping. Both of us also felt hungry, when we remembered the feeling much later.

I was much more careful now...I held the small, green hand towel on the top. The heavy chloroform inside the bottle made a kind of "splosh" sound as the top came off and I soaked the towel then fastened the top. The room literally filled with chloroform fumes already, my hand and fingers felt cold from the chloroform liquid...Without thinking, I let the sealed chloro bottle roll down and brought the chloro towel to my nose and mouth...Ouch! The chloro fumes burnt my nose and my throat felt hot and tingling just like taking a first cigarette puff. There was this deafening computer static noise in my hearing - I pushed away the chloro towel and coughed out for fresh air. I started shaking with fear, Don came up close and even he felt dizzy with the fumes.

" Give me a minute, babe...Then I'll try again."

Don just nodded. Barely fifty seconds later I brought the quickly drying chloro towel to my irritated nose and tingling throat and huffed in a quick breath but it was still too much and the chloroform fumes hurt my nose. My eyes watered both from the fumes and because I was afraid - I was so scared of the thumping computer screeching static I could hear. I took in another quick chloro huff and my eyes must've rolled up a little because I could only lipread Don asking if I was "okay?". I realised the chloro towel was still near my nose and mouth this time and I was taking shallow breaths. I nodded and kept huffing but most of the chloroform had dried out. Time jumped for me as I tried to move my hands holding the chloro towel to resoak it...I was suddenly face down with my right facial cheek resting against my warm arm. Don saw and knew what I was trying to do and he helped me up and got the towel and bottle ready. My hearing came back, but I was very high and I couldn't stop gazing drunkenly out because I was so drugged from the chloroform.

Don kissed me and I felt his love, I smiled.

" We can stop if you want?" Don asked with pure concern and love.

" Nooo..." I slurred and did my best to point at the chloro bottle and towel he held. I breathed in hard and I got wet thinking about eventually passing out. " Give me the chloroform...again."

Don watched me for another blissful euphoric moment - for me! I was halfway there to pink dreamland...Don resoaked the towel and refastened the bottle. By now, the towel had been soaked with over twenty millilitres of chloro. I took the wet chloro towel from Don and pushed it against my nose and mouth, I huffed and the fumes were softer on my nose but harder somehow going down my throat. I kept the towel close and the fumes made me take quick throat gulps - as though I were burping! Don would later tell me that my eyes started swimming by this point and my body went limp. I couldn't hold onto the towel but it stayed on my nose and I was terrified of accidentlly smothering myself. My ears were hearing the distortion noise so much I couldn't hear anything.

Don leaned in and held onto the chloro-soaked towel and I loved him even more as the room started to spin. I blinked - or closed my eyes and panicked during the pink rushing dimness folding in on my vision. I felt my skull was floating on the ocean and I could actually see the sun in front of me. Don told me later I mumbled out loud the beautiful words: " I wanna be there." for some strange reason and I tried moving a hand to reach out. But then came the pink blurryness and I said "Oh no..." under the pressing chloroform-soaked towel, so it came out as : " mmph.." I was chloroformed. Unconscious. Don told me he checked my pulse, respiration to see I was okay while under. He left the chloro towel nearby and kissed my blue lips as he waited for me to regain consciousness. I'd asked Don to take soft and gentle advantage of me while I was unconscious...He told me later that his touch got my body excited and that I coughed, trying to open my eyes, I just moaned loudly!

When I did come out of the chloroform haze I remembered dreaming of pink objects surrounding me. I had a slight headache. Dom greeted me and I felt so good I grinned from ear to ear. I burped out chloroform breaths right in Don's face and he got even dizzier, I apologised but burped a few more times and flexed my stomach - which felt gassy and drugged. I'm not proud of this part I have to tell you - I passed gas and even that had a chloroform odour. Anyway, I woke my stomach up by inhaling air in and out and flexing my stomach and it helped stop my gas attack.

Don had also taken mobile phone photos and video of me unconscious, I look very pale in them and you can tell I'm unconscious. He told me I'd been out for at least half an hour, but he wasn't sure how long. We kissed and I felt horny - it was Don's turn now...I positioned him underneath me, him lieing with his back on our bed, his head secure and safe on a pillow. I had him right where I wanted him between my thighs and he trusted me. I brought the chloroform and towel - which by now was stinking of dried chloroform. Before I resoaked it I had to tell Donald how much I loved him.

" I love you, baby."

" I love you too. It'll be okay. I trust you."

Don's heart was going a mile a minute from the vibrations in his chest, I could feel it in my body on him. I quickly resoaked the chloro towel from the bottle with two loud and heavy chloroform dunkings, so it had about twenty millilitres soaked in. The chloro fumes smelt deliciously intoxicating to me now and the room again filled with the smell of chloroform. I quickly resealed the bottle securely and left it on the bed nearby. Then I gently pressed the cold chloro towel over Don's nose and mouth - his nose hurt too and I pulled the chloroform-soaked towel away. Don's eyes blinked and swam alittle and I wondered how much chloroform he'd already inhaled from the fumes swirling around the room and from my chloroform breaths. Don was ready again and I moved the chloro towel in for him to take a whiff...Moved it back as Don gulped in a quick chloro throat inhale and then gently pressed it on his nose and mouth. Don's eyes watered and he panicked - he later told me he heard the schreeching computer static noise too and other weird noises. Don huffed in the chloroform fumes and his eyes grew foggy, he looked so high and staring off into the distance. He saw me glowing around my body, Don told me afterwards. He felt "pushed away" from himself and it scared him. I was there and just feeling me with him soothed Don.

He kept huffing on the chloroform-soaked towel and by now he'd taken at least nine quick breaths mixed in with more deep, languid breaths from the chloro towel. Don's face was white, but he was okay. I could even feel his junk coming to attention through his boxers! I grinded on him but Don was so high and drugged I don't think he could feel his own body...His eyes started to swim and his chest jerked up in a quick spasm but he was okay since it was his conscious body being drugged. Don mumbled something that sounded like "almost there" under the chloro towel. Don suddenly inhaled really deeply on the chloro towel and his eyelids fluttered and closed and I orgasmed! I had to concentrate as my body shuddered with intense pleasure. Don was now thoroughly chloroformed...I left the towel on his nose and mouth for another few scary seconds, then pulled the chloro towel away. I checked his breathing and pulse and he was okay. I kissed his unconscious, blue lips.

" I love you so much..." I told him and continued kissing all of his face. I took full advantage of Don's unconscious body...undressing him gently and then myself. I put a condom on Don and positioned myself on him...It was beautiful.

Don moaned a lot and breathed hard as we both beautifully came...I was scared a lot of the time and hoped Don would soon wake up. I don't know how much time passed, but soon Don's eyes opened slowly. And his lips moved to form words, he breathed normally.

" Hi..." Don said and smiled.

I kissed him and stayed a milimetre from his lips, just staring lovingly into his eyes. He kept breathing chloroform breaths on me and I felt even dizzier. Don burped and I massaged his stomach, asking him to inhale and exercise his chloroformed stomach. He did but burped a few more times and farted before his gas attack stopped. Don felt better now and more alert. I showed him the photos I'd taken of him chloroformed unconscious. Don loved them and tried to feel excited but he felt a bit drained like I did. So, we put the chloroform bottle away upright under our bed with the still heavily fragrant dry chloro towel.

We did our pre-bed routine of going to the bathroom and each taking care of business. Then we got back into bed and realised it was now bright morning! We didn't have to go into work since it was now the weekend, but we both found it hard to sleep naturally, which we did eventually.

When we woke up hours later, Don's whole body felt cold and sweaty. He suddenly started convulsing - it isn't pretty, but Don suddenly had to vomit-so I'll skip the worst and horrifying parts of the chloroform poisoning ordeal...It was horrific and Don kept thinking he was gonna die! The carpets were a bit of a mess in spots, stinking of vomited chloroform...I almost called the EMTs so many times and Don begged me not to, so I held him in my arms. He couldn't keep food or liquid down, he lost appetite. PLEASE DON'T ATTEMPT ANY OF THESE THINGS YOURSELF!!! Be careful, be safe and always call for medical assistance. Okay. Now, what I did was give Don two of the shop-bought Belladonna capsules dry, since I knew from research that Belladonna's one of the antidotes for chloroform poisoning...And I prayed again and again...It was an agonising wait for me, hovering by Don's bedside. He'd stopped vomiting for half a day. I made silent bargains and prayers with God to save my beautiful Donald. Within a few hours later Don's colour returned and his stomach felt stronger. I was and am eternally grateful that my lover is better now. Don very slowly got his appetite back. I aired out our apartment and he was repulsed by the chloroform smell and any tv chloro scenes. In a semi-delerious state, Don hid the chloroform bottle away at the back of a dusty kitchen drawer. I threw away the yellow, smelly chloro towel.

Two days later, we took days off work to visit our doctor's and got seen very quickly! Don had a full work-up done - he was in good physical condition - thank God. No lasting physical damage done by the chloroform, but Dom was so lethargic that he got a B-12 shot. I was in great shape also and thank God no lasting damage either. Our blood work was sent off, just to be certain and we'd return in two weeks for a follow up exam. Dom took a cab home afterwards and I took care of him when I got back.

The injection did the trick because Don's sex drive was up as he spanked my butt as I bent over to pick up his plate. He smiled, wiggling his eyebrows...I left the washing up until later...Later that night, Don helped me put out the garbage for collection next week and we dumped the sealed chloroform bottle inside an airtight box inside the garbage. And that was that...except it wasn't.

Don was ready for work on Wednesday and he was still a bit shaky but he felt better. At night, both of us started thinking about our chloroform experience and it became our lustful obsession even after our ordeal. So, on the Friday night we dug through the gargabe bag for the chloroform bottle. We couldn't just throw it away...

And now the chloroform bottle sits waiting in a secret spot in our apartment. One day, we might try it again but under "controlled conditions". Every junkie says the same thing, right? Our follow-up medical check up came back clear for both of us. We each respect life much more now. Just please remember guys that chloroform is incredibly dangerous. Be safe and sensible. One day, Don and me want to try nitrous oxide - but safely!

The End.

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Lyndy was so relieved when looking through the phonebook, she found a 24 hour dentist. She had a terrible toothache and knew she wouldn't be able to get much sleep until she had it taken care of. 

 

She drove herself down to the dentist's office in her pajamas and was greeted by a friendly secretary. Seeing the secretary in her uniform she realized just how little she was wearing. She began to feel very self conscious and filled out the paperwork as quickly as she could.

 

"Okay the dentist will see you now." Said the secretary.

 

"Whew, thank goodness. This tooth is killing me."

 

Lyndy walked to the back and was met by a handsome man who appeared to be in his late thirties. 

 

"Alright so what can I do for you tonight?"

 

"Oh my tooth hurts really bad. I can't sleep like this."

 

"Ah I'm so sorry to hear that. You have come to the right place. Let's get you fixed up."

 

He led her into a room and told her to have a seat in the dentist chair.

 

"I'll put you on some laughing gas to help with the pain."

 

"What will that do?" Lyndy asked nervously.

 

"It will just make you relaxed and feel a little funny. Nothing to worry about."

 

Lyndy felt the nasal hood go over her nose and felt a puff of air.

 

"Alright just take some nice deep breaths now." Instructed the dentist.

 

Lyndy took a few deep breaths. Her vision got a bit blurry and her arms and legs felt tingly and heavy but other than that she felt fine.

 

The dentist got started on her tooth. He numbed her mouth and began drilling. After a few minutes she thought she heard the secretary locking something. The door? Wasn't this a 24 hour place? Maybe she was just hallucinating from the gas.

 

"Alright Lyndy you are all fixed up."

 

Lyndy tried to sit up but her body was to heavy from the laughing gas.

 

"Oh just lie still for a few minutes. I'll switch it to oxygen and you'll be good to go."

 

Lyndy waited for the gas to change but it still felt the same. 

 

"Alright Lexi we're just about done in here." The dentist yelled out to his secretary.

 

Lyndy tried to speak. "I...think the g...g...gas is a...bit strong."

 

"Hmmmm that's odd. I switched it to oxygen a few minutes ago. Just give it a few more minutes. You've got a bit drool on your chin. Let me get something to wipe that up."

 

Lyndy heard him get up and go over to the cabinets. She could hear glass bottles clinking.

 

"Yeah that's the problem with that numbing stuff. Turns you into a mess for a while."

 

He sat back down next to her and began to gently wipe off her chin with a thick white cloth. 

 

Lyndy felt him take off the nasal hood and he began softly wiping off her mouth as well. And then he covered her nose.

 

She was hit with a very strong chemical smell. Lyndy tried to protest but her mouth was still numb and she was still sedated from the gas. She struggled all she could. What was happening?

 

"Shhhh. I know it smells." Said the dentist.

 

Lyndy was feeling pins and needles all over her face. She was totally helpless. The smell was overpowering her senses and the room was spinning. Why wasn't the secretary coming to help?

 

"It's okay sweety. It's almost over. Shhhhhhh...shhhhh."

 

Lyndy's eyes went crossed as the dentist's voice seemed to be coming from far away. 

 

"That's a good girl. Just a few more seconds and you'll be off to dreamland."

 

Lyndy couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. 

 

Then everything went black.

 

 

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New York, 1957

Wonder Woman had tracked the spy to an Uptown three storey house in her Diana Prince disguise. As Diana, she got out of the yellow cab and smoothed down the hem of her naval uniform skirt. Diana had to adjust her wide framed glasses as she looked up at the imposing building. The streetlights bathed the facade in a dim orange glow which Diana found suddenly comforting. A chill October breeze rustled the trees on the sidewalk. Diana thought about calling Steve at the C.I.A.'s brand new offices - if Steve knew the risk she was taking by tracking the spy all by herself he would be annoyed to say the least!

Diana glanced at the pristine phone booth across the street. Diana aka Wonder Woman smiled to herself: I can take care of myself! she thought and made for the building entrance. There was only one tenant in the third floor apartment where the spy could be...A womans name was in the name slot: Elizabetha Malpez Valentina. Could she be the spy who had somehow gotten onto the base and taken the microfilm photos last night? If so, this Elizabetha woman had left only a bewelidered MP Guard in a hypnotic trance in the file store room hallway; the guard's memory had somehow been erased! A car that matched Elizabetha's in make and model was spotted parked waiting on the base's outskirts before and just after the break-in was reported. Guards reported seeing a "black shadow, moving very quickly" getting into the front passenger side while someone drove. Wonder Woman had personally tracked this car to Elizabetha's address.

There were no coincidences, Wonder Woman thought to herself. She rang the bell and shortly thereafter a man came to the front door. He wore a well-made suit and smiled through the expensive glass on the front door as he greeted Diana Prince, opening the door.

" Hello, good evening. How may I help you?"

Diana was a bit thrown off by the man's kind and pleasant demeanour, she exhaled a small laugh.

" Hello, I'm Diana Prince, here is my identification," she showed him her Air Force I.D. card. " I'm hoping to ask you some questions about your car. You see, it may have been involved in some kind of break-in last night. I take it Miss. Elizabetha Valentina is the owner?"

" Yes. Yes, she is."

" Well, may I come in? I just need to ask you both some questions."

" Very well....Please."

He opened the door fully and Diana entered, a delicious chill running up her spine as she passed by him. The door was closed quietly. Diana admired the interior lobby Art Deco decor.

" Please follow me, mademoiselle? My name is Sebastian."

" Very pleased to meet you."

Sebastian bowed and kissed Diana's hand. She couldn't be sure, but it almost seemed as though Sebastian's throat growled when his lips touched her bare skin!

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Sebastian opened the third floor apartment door and ushered Diana inside. The apartment's beautiful decor drew her breath away! Beautiful oil paintings were on some of the walls, the curtains and furnishings from all over the world spoke of fine living. A cosy atmosphere pervaded over everything and a smell of jasmine. A gramophone record player was spinning a soft Duke Ellington song. The only downer was the dim lighting level.

Sebastian kindly took Diana's coat, though she held onto her briefcase bag.

Diana walked around the lush apartment, marvelling at the old paintings and the lovely heirlooms in small glass cases. She had not realised that Sebastian had disapeared either because he wore only socks and no shoes or since he moved so silently.

" Good evening, Miss. Diana Prince."

Diana turned to see Elizabetha Malpez Valentina greeting her beneath the wide archway seperating the living room from the dining room and kitchen areas. Elizabetha looked simply stunning in a designer women's white and black suit, made of a diaphenous material like silk. The white top's arms elegantly loosely fitting Elizabetha. As she spoke, her Russian accent came through proudly. Sebastian stood but a few feet behind his mistress, hands in his trouser pockets. Elizabetha had already gotten the lowdown from him on why Diana was there.

Introductions were made between them. Elizabetha's dark brown eyes never seemed to leave Diana's face as they shook hands. A knowing, almost animal-like quality glinted within those eyes and again a low growl came as Elizabetha Valentina held onto Diana's hand in greeting, left it in sorrow for more contact...Diana found herself blushing, her cheeks flushed red and a sudden dryness in her throat. She had almost forgotten why she had come here after looking into Elizabetha's eyes.

Sebastian made tea as both his mistress and Diana sat down. Diana sat on one of the two antique ottoman couches facing the other, while Elizabetha took the other. Diana suddenly noticed that neither Sebastian nor Elizabetha wore shoes inside. Elizabetha's body sleeked over the other couch, comfortable and content.

Diana took out her notepad and pen and rested them on her skirted lap. She breathed a smile.

Elizabetha gazed over all of Diana. Hungry. Fascinated. Smiling ever so slightly.

Sebastian returned with the tea and served one china cup and saucer for his mistress and the other for Diana, who refused sugar. Sebastian returned to the kitchen. Elizabetha dunked a chocolate biscuit into her own cup and deliciously savoured the taste. Grunting. Diana was about to start asking questions before witnessing this. Diana took in a gulp of the delicious tea, resting it and the saucer very delicately down onto the coffee table.

" Would you mind if I asked you where you were last night?"

" No, not at all. May I call you Diana?"

" Sure!"

" Good. Although, you don't look like who you claim to be."

" What do you mean?"

Elizabetha's facial expression became playful. " I mean, you don't appear all that you seem to be."

An awkward moment of silence prevaded over the room. Diana Prince smiled nervously.

" I told you who I am. I'm..."

Diana's eyes blinked, the room started to move around her.

" Yes? Please continue, Diana."

Diana Prince aka Wonder Woman glanced down at the cup of tea. A coldness creeping up from her stomach. Also feeling dizzy. The tea had been drugged.

" You drugged me!?"

" Yes, we have. Don't fight it."

The room lights spun as Diana's head lolled backwards onto the sofa head rest. She gasped for air, desperate not to lose consciousness. Elizabetha was now on top of Diana's prone body. Elizabetha lovingly fondled Diana's face, taking off her glasses with serpentine grace and leaving them on the coffee table.

" Who are you, really?"

Diana's mouth mouthed the beginnings of words, but her still conscious mind closed her glistening red lips. Lips which Elizabetha kissed. Diana smiled, feeling a growing hot wetness spreading from her vagina. No no, she had to tell herself...Don't give in. Diana minutely frowned and tried to move her face away.

" You do not wish to tell? Very well." Elizabetha ceased kissing Diana and turned to the kitchen area where Sebastian was. " Bring one of the Chloroform bottles and a rag!"

A few seconds passed by with no results, finally, Sebastian's voice replied:" I can't find them!"

" Ugh!...Typical man." Elizabetha said and returned to fondle and kiss Diana.

" I heard that!"

Elizabetha smiled and laughed as did Diana. Diana's eyes sparkled. Behind Elizabetha, she saw Sebastian enter with a small brown bottle with a black handkerchief wrapped around it. The bottle's label said: CHLOROFORM. CHCI. FOR REAGENT USE ONLY. MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS AND UNONSCIOUSNESS. Diana instantly began to squirm - Not Chloroform AGAIN! Her thoughts raced and as Elizabetha rose to take the Chloroform bottle from Sebastian, Diana had rolled away and onto the carpet. Diana stood as best she could while Elizabetha and Sebastian wondered what Diana was trying to do with no visible escape and barely seconds before she momentarily passed out and then would come the sweet Chloroform...

Diana spun herself around, and a great flash of light dazzled Elizabetha and Sebastian as Diana transformed into Wonder Woman! Elizabetha and Sebastian growled angrily at the sudden flash of light. Beholding Wonder Woman herself, golden lasso in hand! Wonder Woman twirled her lasso over Sebastian, instantly hypnotising the vampire and freezing him in place. Before she could attach the other side of the lasso to Elizabetha, the vampiress moved too fast for the naked eye and was behind Wonder Woman with the black handkerchief already soaked with Chloroform. Elizabetha wrestled with her and forced the sickly-sweet Chloroform rag over Wonder Woman's nose and mouth. Wonder Woman's beautiful blue eyes stared out in alarm as she involuntarily inhaled some of the Chloroform. Not Chloroform again, she thought.

" Mmm!" Wonder Woman cried out.

" Got you now - Wonder Woman! I knew there was something about you..."

Elizabetha laughed and held onto W.W.'s waist with a free left hand while her right hand held the Chloroform rag tightly on W.W.'s face. Wonder Woman held her breath, desperate not to inhale more Chloroform. Her throat burned slightly and the familiar headrush and coldness in her stomach warning her how easily the Chloroform could take her into the red-tinged nightmare/dreamland...

" Don't hold your breath! Don't...Hey! Don't fight!"

Wonder Woman felt Elizabetha caress her unitard waist and her breasts...W.W. gasped and inhaled another breath of Chloroform from the soaked rag pressing hard on her face...Ohno, oh...no...W.W. thought.

" That's it...We often use Chloroform in our games and when we encounter troublesome female spies! Keep breathing...You have a beautiful body."

" Mm..Mmm..." Wonder Woman heard the familiar ringing in her ears as her heart slowed down.Staring up at Elizabetha's sharp fangs. Her head lolled backwards as she lost control of movement in her legs and arms. Wonder Woman's lungs sucked in another gasp of Chloroform from the black rag smothering her face. Her upper chest convulsed as the Chloroform vapour put her lungs to sleepy rest. A delicious, familiar anaesthetic warmth creeping up from her toes to her head...

" Sssh..." Elizabetha gently took Wonder Woman down to the floor. Taking care to allow W.W.'s limp legs to bend and smooth down in a comfortable way on the carpet with her. Wonder Woman's now drugged and glazed bright blue eyes staring out. Eyelids fluttering. Barely feeling her head being laid down, the Chloroform making W.W.'s head feel as though stuffed with cotton. Elizabetha withdrew the Chloroform rag a few inches away from W.W.'s delicate nose and mouth. The Chloroform had whitened her face and the rag had wiped away some of her bright red lipstick. Wonder Woman's nostrils took in the still present heady sickly-sweet Chloroform smell.

" Um..." Wonder Woman's open mouth gasped, out of breath and nearly unconscious.

" Sssh."

Elizabetha's curtain of hair trailed down over Wonder Woman's gasping face. Elizabetha fondled Wonder Woman's cheeks. She put Wonder Woman's head up on her open lap. Elizabetha's nose wrinkled as she inhaled traces of the Chloroform in the air, she laughed and smiled, revealing more of her jagged vampire teeth. Wonder Woman's head sank down deeper into Elizabetha's lap. Now between her clothed and warm thighs...

" Go to sleep now, Wonder Woman-"

"..Mmh?...Noh..nn." the Chloroform in her lungs driving Wonder Woman into the familiar dreamland. Every week it seemed someone was there to Chloroform her or use some kind of Sleep Gas!...Wonder Woman found herself smiling for some reason. Thinking about the sensations of being drugged or gassed again and again - especially the Chloroform chemical, which Wonder Woman had never encountered before leaving Paradise Island. Wonder Woman closed her fluttering eyes for a long moment, opening them as fully as she could on Elizabetha looking down at her lovingly.

" M..more..." Wonder Woman gasped.

Elizabetha nodded and brought the Chloroform rag over Wonder Woman's face. Wonder Woman gasped and inhaled two loooong breaths from the Chloroform-soaked cloth.

" Mm..mm..m....m....."

Wonder Woman's blue eyes closed as the Chloroform rendered her unconscious and the red darkness and Chloroform fugue came over her senses like a falling curtain, then unconscious oblivion Elizabetha left the Chloroform-soaked cloth over W.W.'s nose and mouth for another minute before withdrawing it. She gazed in awe for a moment at the beauty of Wonder Woman's sleeping face.

Elizabetha Malpez Valentina pocketed the now almost dry Chloroform rag, she picked Wonder Woman up easily and carried her sleeping body over to her luxurious bedroom, beside her and Sebastian's jointly-shared antique coffin. Gently laying down Wonder Woman's sleeping body over the silken bed. The wide body freezer in the bedroom's corner thrumming gently in the background...Elizabetha undressed Wonder Woman's unconscious body, folding her outfit and leggings and Magic Belt and leaving them on the carpet by the bed. Elizabetha then tied Wonder Woman's arms to each bedstead with the blue satin scarves Sebastian and she used in their Chloroform sex games. Naked, unconscious and helpless...

Elizabetha kissed those sleeping lips before going to find Sebastian

" About time you got here!" Sebastian's hypnotised voice told Elizabetha as she stood over him.

But before she untied him, she remembered something abut how Wonder Woman's lasso always made people tell the truth and Elizabetha had always wanted to know something from Sebastian.

" What are you waiting for, please untie me!"

Elizabetha Malpez Valentina looked deeply into her lover's eyes. They changed colour from lupine yellow to green and then to dark red.

" Tell me something first...Did you sleep with that Countess DeWinter girl in eighteen twenty three?"

Sebastian tried not to answer but the magic lasso made him! " Yes."

" I knew it." Elizabetha left him to fetch something.

" What - what are you doing, Elizabetha?"

She returned with the Chloroform bottle and black cloth. Sebastian frowned, watching her unscrew the bottle and wash the black cloth in Chloroform. Refastening the lid and leaving the Chloroform bottle to roll against Sebastian's face.

" What're y-"

" Sssh!" Elizabetha said and smothered his face with the Chloroform-soaked cloth. Sebastian struggled, eyes staring out, his throat and nostrils stinging from the Chloroform vapours.

" Mmmph!?" he inhaled several minute breaths from the heavily soaked Chloroform cloth, eyes watering. "Mmn..m..."

Elizabetha's free hand untied him from the magic lasso, now he was free from the hypnotising magic but the Chloroform was knocking Sebastian unconscious. His upper chest rose up sharply as his lungs took in more Chloroform vapour.

" You'll wake up in bed, after I get to play with our captive first."

Sebastian's fluttering eyelids dimmed..." Mmph!"

" Sweet dreams, my love." Elizabetha said as her lover's eyes swam closed.

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Wonder Woman woke up fifty minutes later to find herself tied up and naked with Elizabetha's sweating naked body on top of her...Her breath caught in a pleasureable gasp as she felt Elizabetha's slicked-wet fingers inside on her dripping vagina. Wonder Woman looked down and bit her lip, mouth opening in ecstasy! Sebastian's unconscious naked body was rolled against her, his mouth open slightly. Wonder Woman listenened to the small breathing sounds he made. Elizabetha kissed Sebastian. And then Wonder Woman, locking eyes, licking then at each other's faces.

Elizabetha brought down the freshly-soaked Chloroform cloth onto Wonder Woman's face.

" Mmmph!..."

Elizabetha laughed giddily." Sssh!"

Wonder Woman inhaled deeply as Elizabetha's stroking index finger found her clit and rubbed it eagerly. Wonder Woman's body thrashed with ecstasy as she came. Breathing in lungfulls of Chloroform...

After the Chloroform took her down again, Wonder Woman woke up with a smile, feeling high and giddy.

She saw Sebastian was busy smothering Elizabetha's face with the Chloroform cloth, Wonder Woman gasped as Elizabetha's naked, cool thigh pressed against her side. Trying to fight him off before the Chloroform took her.

" Deep breaths-" Sebastian told hs mistress. His naked body between her legs, deepening his thrust inside of her.

" Mmm!" Elizabetha pleasurably sighed beneath the cloth.

Wonder Woman closed her eyes and hummed, hearing Elizabetha's grunting orgasm.

" MMM!!!...mm...m...m.." Elizabetha sighed, now Chloroformed.

Sebastian took the cloth off of her face and replaced onto Wonder Woman's face! Wonder Woman's eyes opened, attempting to hold her breath...Feeling him kiss her neck, which also felt wet, she realised...Holding onto consciousness barely, but the Chloroform took her down again.

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Wonder Woman woke up at dawn a day later in her own apartment bed, naked underneath her bedsheets. Her whole outfit, belt, gauntlets and golden lasso folded beside her, W.W.'s awareness returned slowly...Her head spinning. Elizabetha and Sebastian must have brought her here before the sun rose. Still disorientated and half-remembering the previous night's of pleasure...Wonder Woman managed to get up.

Diana's neck and thighs felt sore - looking at her pale, mirrored reflection showed two sets of plasters on her neck. She peeled them back to reveal they hid bite marks in her neck...It shook her up to find other sets of plasters on her inner thighs and inches close to her vagina...Wonder Woman took some time to shakily gather herself together before she showered. She redressed her bite marks, which were already fading and after re-dressing and transforming back into Diana Prince, she took a cab back to Elizabetha Malpez Valentina and Sebastian's apartment.

They had gone in the night, taking everything, including the stolen microfilm plans with them. Diana aka Wonder Woman found a handwritten note on a windowsill.

It read:

Dear Wonder Woman, thank you for last night...We must leave now, but we will meet again. Love, Elizabetha Malpez Valentina.

Diana Prince sighed to herself and smiled: She hoped they would meet again soon!

THE END

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Brighton, 1893.

Master Edward Doyle watched the hansom cab horses clip-clop past his house from the upstairs window, in the cobblestoned street below, people walked to and fro. Oblivious to what he had in mind inside of his house! He turned away, shoes creaking a little on the hardwood floor even beneath the exotic carpet. Only one of the maids now remained inside, cleaning the upstairs bedroom next door. Master Edward smiled. He dug into his jacket pocket and withdrew the clear glass bottle of Chloroform: For Anesthetic Use, it said on the label and a purple handkerchief wrapped around it. No one would disturb them!

Master Edward crept through the house, gently uncorking the Chloroform bottle and taking great care only to soak the purple handkerchief until it was thoroughly wet in the centre and only dripping a few sweet pungent drops onto the carpet. He recorked the bottle and pocketed it. Even though the Chloroform-soaked purple handkerchief was at arms length, the sickly-sweet Chloroform odour was heavy in the air as he made his stealthy way towards the unsuspecting maid.

There he found the twenty-five-year-old girl, in her silken Maid's Uniform, busily patting down the bed linens. Her brunette hair tightly wound, her firm neckline, breathing hard as she worked. Bending over the bed, ruffling her maid's black skirt. The barest hint of her black stockings on her curvy ankles.

Suddenly she noticed Master Edward standing behind her.

" Oh, sorry sir. Won't be a minute more, sir."

" That's quite alright, Camilla. Please continue." Hiding the Chloroformed handkerchief behind his back.

A slight blush on her cheeks," Very good, sir."

Camilla returned to her work. She bent over once again and Master Edward's brow perspired. He wiped at the sweat with the hand with the Chloroformed handkerchief! His vision blurred for a moment and he stumbled towards the maid, Camilla.

This will not do! He thought and simply grabbed at Camilla. Thrusting the Chloroform-soaked handkerchief over Camilla's shocked nose and mouth.

" Oi! WHAT T-Mmmph?!!!" Camilla screamed underneath the rag.

" Ssssh!"

Camilla struggled against her attacker.

" Mmmmmph! No! Noooommph...Mm..."

Camilla's suspended, stockinged feet dangled above the hardwood floor, her body convulsing with the effort to free herself.

" Mmm..." Camilla inhaled a large gulpfull of Chloroform and her beautiful eyes watered. Her facial muscles feeling dulled by the Chloroform vapour stinging her soft nostrils and throat slightly. Camilla could now hear a shrill ringing in her ears. Camilla tried her best to wrestle free, but the more she physically struggled, the more Chloroform she then inhaled! Camilla's face began to tingle with a pins and needles sensation and a creeping warmth moved up from her kicking legs to her head.

" Sssh, that's it! Keep breathing, Camilla. Good girl."

" Mmph?" Camilla stared out at the room, which seemed to move, somehow! Camilla's lungs convulsed and her heart started beating slower. Slower. Her arms felt heavier now...difficult to move them.

What...was...happening? Camilla thought, inhaling more Chloroform.

" Good...Keep breathing."

Camilla heard the tinny ringing in her ears become louder with each Chloroform inhale...Unaware that her legs had ceased struggling.Feeling the Chloroform-soaked handkerchief now being lightly pressed onto her delicate nose and mouth, which were now momentarly slightly reddened by the Chloroform chemical, although her skin would return to normal afterwards.

" Mm...mm..m..." Camilla felt her arms go limp to her sides." Mm..." Seeing only the thin outline of the purple handkerchief over her nose and mouth.

Camilla breathed in the now deliciously intoxicating Chloroform freely!Her mouth resting open and smiling ever so lightly.

Master Edward knew that Camilla was now almost completely unconscious and only a few more subtle breaths would render Camilla insensible. Perfect for what he had in mind!

" Can you still hear me, Camilla?"

Camilla's eyelids fluttered, barely hearing full sentences of words: " Ca...y...he...me...Camilla?"

Feeling the Chloroform-tinged darkness in her blurred vision sending her away into a deep slumber.

A last, long delicate whimper underneath the Chloroform-soaked handkerchief: " ...mmmmmmph..." Camilla was now unconscious...

Master Edward left the Chloroformed purple handkerchief on her face for another thirty seconds before he withdrew it, to ensure Camilla would be unconscious for at least one hour. Camillia snored softly, her whitened lips issuing forth her distressed breathing...Master Doyle stroked her lips and it caused Camilla to gasp deeply! Camilla's lips closed on his right index finger, as he placed it between her soft lips. Camilla breathed nasally for a moment before her mouth unconsciously reopened and she took in more oxygen. The Chloroform would usually last around two hours, but it was dangerous to use and the Chloroformed subject's came around quicker - if their body's were being "moved around".

He genly cradled Camilla's unconscious body, flopping over his right arm, leaving Camilla's insensible upper body dangling down with her limp arms. Master Edward tried calming his own heartbeat as he laid Camilla's drugged body on the bed, facing up. His eyes blinked as he took in the sight of Camilla's unconscious body there...Left arm limp at her side, palm open, her right arm limp across her maid's uniform, on her crotch area. The right palm open. Tied hair strands had come loose from a woven knot and laid over her sweat-and-Chloroform-dampened face. Her face whitened from the Chloroform anesthetic. Camilla's chest rose and fell lightly with quiet but gurgling respiration.

" Beautiful." Master Edward said.

Camilla's mouth expelling tiny, tiny breaths of air. Sleeping troubled Chloroform dreams.

Master Edward closed the bedroom curtains. He turned on the bedroom's gas lights and locked the door. He kept the Chloroform bottle and now drying handkerchief within reach on a table stand, for when Camilla started to regain consciousness! He got undressed and began unpopping the many fastenings on Camilla's maid uniform. Camilla's unconscious, luminescent beautiful body was now fully naked beneath him.

Master Edward very gently moved down...

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Camilla woke up from the ecstatic erotic dream! to find Master Edward on top of her. Camilla Doyle smiled up at her husband: Edward Doyle! Gulping fresh air and still tasting traces of delicious Chloroform on her lips as she licked them. They often enjoyed playing their erotic game, where Camilla Doyle pretended to be a maid. Dressed in the complete maid's outfit. Sometimes it was Camilla, the maid who Chloroformed her husband Edward in the kitchen or in the living room!

" Hello, did you sleep well?"

" You know I did not!"

Camilla Doyle's eager face dove up and kissed him.

" Oh? You slept longer, this time."

" I will get my revenge on you, when you sleep tonight! I will Chloroform you, my dearest husband."

Edward's free hand brought over the corked Chloroform bottle, passing it in front of Camilla's face. She bit her lower lip and her body writhed in excitement!

" Not just yet, however!" Camilla, his Chloroform Bride, told him.

 

THE END.

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Samantha Kingston entered her house in the pitch black, fumbling with her keys. Throwing them down on the floor! A bad day at work at the Pittsburgh PD. She threw off her shoes, feeling the bristling carpet threads tickling her panythosed feet.

" Ellie?" she called out, closing the door. Samantha breathed out heavily as the day's excesses left her, now at home. But where was her lover? Samantha walked past the open living room door, now at the light switch in the dark. Nothing happened when she flicked the switch..." What th-" she was about to say when Samantha felt the man jumping out from behind her in the dark from the open living room doorway!

"Mmmph!" Samantha thrashed about as her male attacker forced a large sponge dampened with Chloroform onto her face! " Mmm-Noohmmph!..." Samantha breathed in, the sweeet Chloroform, lifted off her feet. The Chloroform stinging her soft nostrils and her throat. Strong arms pinning her - difficult to defend herself. Samantha's hands tried to pull off the Chloroform sponge. She inhaled another gulp of Chloroform, tears ran down from her beautiful eyes, wringing them closed. Unable to breathe anything but the Chloroform-soaked sponge. Samantha tried holding her breath and listened to her heart beating even faster with no oxygen...The inhaled Chloroform fumes slowing her breathing, heading into Chloroform syncope territory. Samantha realised this and started inhaling as slowly as she could...No escape from the Chloroform...

"mmmnn...nn," Samantha's coughing voice sputtered. Samantha's upper body convulsed as her lungs took in the Chloroform vapour. Heartbeat slowing down. Her ears now ringing!! Unable to breathe air! Almost suffocated into red, cloudy sexy darkness...Unable to breathe anything but the Chloroform! Samantha's eyes began to flutter closed...

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Elwyn Roberts woke from the dream with a horrified yell. Samantha immediately woke up beside him in their bed.

" Wh-what?" she asked him, half asleep.

Elwyn caught his breath - Finally able to breathe air now that the dream had ended again.

" I'm okay...It's nothing."

" Oh yeah-right! I can tell when you're downplaying, babe!"

Elwyn shrugged and looked at Samantha's naked body and face. " Okay. It was the dream again."

" The one where I get chloroformed at the front door?"

He nodded, still a little shaken. Samantha Kingston laid hands on Elwyn, drawing him down beside her soft kissing lips, staring into his eyes in the bedroom's dim early morning light.

" I'm fine. We've checked and re-checked all the security stuff every night for a week now, Ellie."

" I know...It frightens me. You can't breathe when you're being Chloroformed! It's like being halothaned by you again, except I don't know who it is or what happens to you."

Samantha carresed his cheek," I know. But I'm a big girl. It could even be you Chloroforming me!" she laughed.

" Yeah, it could. I do never see his face, though."

" There you go; it could be you, after all, and not some thug looking for payback."

" Or worse..."

Samantha exhaled an exasperated sigh " Get some sleep!" she kissed him one last time and settled back into bed. Spooning him, though Samantha usually disliked getting "poked" when Elwyn got wood against her spine or dribbling precum onto her gorgeous ass in the early morning hours!

" Okay...Goodnight, Sam." Elwyn tried closing his eyes, hugging Samantha softly. He could feel her delicate sexy smirk all the way on the other side...A few seconds later, Samantha turned over and she opened her thighs over his erection. Fumbling around as Sam guided his cock towards her open pussy. No words were needed as Samantha's wet pussy accepted his pulsing cock. She groaned, already hot. She put his right hand on her left breast, hoping he would tease the nipple before she did, about to cum. Connected.

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Each of them had a big day, this morning: the Carfax girl kidnapping for ransom was all over the state and everyone wanted to find her. Today the Five Million Dollar ransom was going to be paid in uncut diamonds - diamonds -which Elwyn had a particular dislike for many reasons. He had a recent vision in which eighteen-year-old Peggy Carfax was abducted while visiting an off-hours Dentist's office. He saw Peggy Carfax get on the Dentist's Chair, saw the back of the female dentist as she walked in. They got to talking and then offered Peggy "some Nitrous?" and Peggy agreed. The nose mask went on, Peggy breathed in the sweet Nitrous Oxide and more gas than oxygen flooded her senses...Losing consciousness. Peggy Carfax's eyes fluttered, realising she was being given too much Nitrous!

" Whhaa...Nn..mm.." Peggy gasped, open-mouthed, she even laughed from the Nitrous' effects.

"Sssh, Peggy, breathe it in, good girl! You know...You're worth a of money to your parents." The female Dentist/Kidnapper told her...

Peggy Carfax's open mouth flopped open lazily, trace amounts of Nitrous Oxide gas breathed out with each sleepy breath. Her eyes closed.

At that point, Elwyn always woke up, but without seeing the female kidnapper's face. He could still taste the Nitrous, feel the cold rubber nose mask, still feeling dizzy. And a little cum on the bedsheets. Samantha listened excitedly as he told her about the dream - Samantha bit her lip, turned on. Getting ideas on how to recreate it in their bed! Nitrous was easy to get..."Mmmm..." Samantha felt herself getting wetter just thinking about it!

But today they had to quickly finish breakfast and drive to work. Samantha chugged back some water with her morning-after pill and wiped off a tiny dribble of water she thought he hadn't seen, but he had, his face serene, loving. Just listening to Samantha's breath or inhaling her delicate scent was enough sometimes. The little things.

Samantha refastened the holster for the gat on her hip," Okay, you ready?"

" No, I'm a mess!"

" But you're always a mess..."

Elwyn nodded in agreement as his lover spanked him out the kitchen! " Ow!" he mockingly yelped.

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Back at the PD briefing room a hour later, Samantha and Elwyn pretended they weren't an item - even though everyone knew. Samantha kept herself a few feet's distance from him at the briefing room desk as she stood up to talk with The Man and the nine other Suits on the kidnapping taskforce. The FBI guys there were too busy making calls and looking over maps for the ransom drop, so they were oblivious to the still welcoming warmth between Elwyn and Samantha...Elwyn had his hands on the desk, half focusing on the file...Samantha...tantalisingly within his reach and vice versa. Samantha rubbed at her neck, turning her face away, but still feeling him, taste, smell.

Elwyn closed the hardcopy file and went to get some cappuccino coffee from the breakroom. An uniform opened a door ahead of him - a brief vision: Samantha parked up at an off-hours Dentist's Office and walked inside.

The vision continued: Samantha called out in the open but seemingly deserted building. He saw her search rooms and go inside an Operating Room.

" Hello? Anyone here?"

" Anything I can do for you, officer?" the Kidnapper asked behind Samantha.

" -Wh...-" A clear plastic gas mask was suddenly forced over Sam's face! Cold, sweet-smelling Nitrous Oxide flooding her nose and mouth!

The kidnapper wrestled with Samantha for a moment - the Nitrous worked it's sultry magic fast enough...Samantha's body went limp in her attacker's arms, breathing in the Nitrous from the carry bottle.

- The vision ended just as Samantha dove into unconsciousness.

" You okay, sir?" the uniformed cop asked Elwyn.

" I'm fine, thanks...Thanks." On edge, shaky voice.

Dazed, he walked past the uniformed cop to the breakroom.

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Detective Samantha Kingston suddenly felt uneasy, as though something was wrong. She instantly thought of Elwyn and excused herself to follow him to the breakroom. She found him there, exhaling a deep breath with his back turned.

" Hey?" Samantha knew he was troubled by something.

" Oh...Hi, just went to get some java."

" Is that why you look like you've seen a Ghost?"

Elwyn suddenly started to shake his head a little - he had to hide it and maybe also what he had just seen.

" What's wrong?" Samantha forgot the playacting and came up to Elwyn. Her soft hands grasping fingers onto his.

He told Samantha about the vision. She frowned quizzically, more than a little excited by the scenario!

" Oh...But you're sure you didn't imagine it?"

Elwyn fought the urge to show an Really? - It's Me Here! look. Samantha felt the emotion regardless.

" Okay, then I'll be careful while I'm following leads." She kissed him quickly. Elwyn smiled.

As she walked away, " You're not going alone?" he asked.

" No. Doyle is partnering with me for the searches. Jealous?!"

" No! Just be careful, please?"

" I will be. The ransom drop's happening in the next hour anyway; we'll catch the kidnapper and recover the Carfax girl all in one day."

" Yeah...Wait-" Elwyn suddenly had a thought. " Erm, why did you just come over like this?"

Samantha had to think Why she had done so. Her beautiful lips moved without consciously thinking of a response.

: " I felt you were in trouble, or something?"

Elwyn nodded as she left him there in the breakroom. Elwyn anxiously looked at his watch.

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The ransom drop was a shambles: the kidnapper snatched the thoroughly untracked diamond bag ransom right under everyone's noses. The ransom had been delivered, but Peggy Carfax had still not been found! Now it was a citywide manhunt, with most bridges patrolled and possible escape routes covered.

Elwyn sat at his tiny little so-called "desk" at the back of the Major Crimes offices. Bored and now aware that Samantha, along with every other Detective and uniform were searching the city and the last few Dentist's offices.

Elwyn's bored legs swung under his desk, swiveling his chair to and fro. It squeaked! So he stopped and sat up. His mobile rang with a text from Sam : still searching. doyle split up with me! lol. xoxo.

That meant Doyle had been dropped off to search on-foot...Which meant that Samantha was alone...In the car, doing checks on the last few Dentist's offices!

"Oh no-" Elwyn got up with a groan from his awkward seating position. He cracked his neck muscles and stretched.

Next he checked the tracker on Sam's car, which showed it parked at a Dentist's now at 4.56PM. The female Dentist was named : Munroe Purify, DDS. He knew it had to be the same one in his vision. Elwyn tried calling it in but the switchboard was jammed, so he left a quick message, unsure whether the system had even registered it or not and was out the door to rescue Samantha!

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Detective Samantha Kingston was already inside the building and walking towards an open door. She remembered what Elwyn had told her about his vision, so she looked back over her shoulder! - The woman grabbed at her shoulder, one hand on Sam's lapel. With Samantha already turning, her balance was off, and her attacker pushed her body against the open door frame. Oooff! Sam's lower body squashed against the door, her attacker pinning her arms as she brought the small carry canister of Nitrous Oxide over Sam's face!

" NO! Get...OFF--OF!..." Sam yelled. The clear plastic gas mask now on her face. Munroe pressed on the Release button and the Nitrous flooded the mask and over Sam's face. " Nohh...Nn..o.." The mask sexily distorted her voice, suffocating her senses...

" Sssh! Breathe it in!" Munroe told her.

Samantha involuntarily inhaled, feeling her face becoming numb, loving the sweet smell of the intoxicating Nitrous. Sending her into the wispy clouds of pink oblivion...What would happen if she kept inhaling and passed out? " Mm...nno..n...." Samantha's upper body convulsed as the Nitrous began to knock her out. Sam huffed in one last, looonng breath: "Mmmm....guh..."

" That's it! Good, good." Munroe purred.

She gently cradled Samanatha's limp and almost totally unconscious body, bring her down to the floor with a grunt of effort. " Good...Sleep now..."

Samantha's lips curled into a sly smile, both from the Nitrous and from the erotic pleasure! Munroe gently stroked wisps of red hair from Samantha's face...Tiny, tiny mumbles of breaths escaping Sam's lips...Sleeping blissfully.

" Good...Very nice." Munroe took the gas mask off of Sam's face, inhaling trace amounts of Nitrous in the air. Munroe Purify DDS smiled " Mmm.." Bit on her lower lip and caressing Samantha's unconscious whitened face. Sam's lips opened unconsciously, exposing the top of her subtle overbite, tiny breaths of air coming out. Helpless.

Munroe's male partner showed up at the doorway, dressed in a fancy dress store police uniform. Peter smiled at the scene before him. Munroe s-l-o-w-l-y moved her downward gaze up and towards Peter. Lust and craven attitude written all over her face.

" Hey babe."

" Hey - WTF?" Peter asked.

" She's just some cop nosing around. Did the drop go okay?"

Peter showed off the velvet diamond bag in his right hand. " Like clockwork. I lost them. What do we do about her?!"

Munroe thought for a moment..." Hmm, we should play with her."

" Girl - our plane leaves the airfield at Five A.M. tomorrow morning."

" So? We'll make time. Little Peggy Carfax is still sleeping off the Propafol I.V. in the basement. She won't remember ...too much" she smiled devilishly," of what we did to her. So, neither will this sleeping beauty."

" She's out?" Peter took a long look at Samantha's face.

" Mmm hmm! She'll be out for at least an hour from the Nitrous!"

Peter steadied himself, feeling giddy with excitement. " Good. I'll finish up-" He handed Munroe the bag and disapeared to finish packing things. Munroe took a glance inside the bag at the uncut rocks. And then back to Sam.

" Good girl!" Munroe purred, moving her hands down. Over her unconscious captive's neck. Humming sweetly to herself as she moved her hands onto Sam's jacket and onto her twin mounds.. Caressing the BC Cup breasts she felt underneath the clothes...Munroe began unbuttoning her captive's clothes...

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Elwyn Roberts immediately felt another jolt in his gut - telling him Samantha was in trouble. He braked the car to a sandstill, parked awkwardly in suburbia and not far from Munroe DDS's office. No cars behind or in front. Elwyn sighed out deeply and took his shaded driving glasses one handed. He disliked driving at night like this, with all of the lights much brighter. Someone honked at him, so he resumed driving. Eventually parking up at Munroe's offices.

He got out. No gat and only a measly switchboard message on the overloaded system back at the PD to back him up! Elwyn saw that Sam's car was parked a few metres away: he knew she was inside.

Without thinking, walking up to the door. Unlocked. Elwyn crept in as silently as he could. He heard grunting sounds from the back! And a woman's laughter...Munroe's laughter and delight at something she was doing to Sam!

Heartbeat thudding in his chest now...Elwyn approached the open doorway of the operating room.

There he saw Samantha taped up to the Dentist's Chair.Samantha's sleeping face turned to one side, her lips closed. Her colour mismatching red and white polka dot bra and black silk panties still on her body. Her legs spread apart. Ankles taped to metal poles on either side with medical tape. Her limp arms taped to the chair's arm rests.

" Sam..."

Elwyn started for her, when he saw Munroe hiding behind the door, now at least a full metre away from him. Sam's gat in her hands, pointed directly at him. Elwyn stopped, almost about to raise his arms. What to do? Munroe was too far away to make a grab for the gat, like in the movies. Munroe was also holding it correctly. Trained.

" Who are you? It doesn't matter - get on your knees!"

Elwyn slowly did so, tears welling up and scared for Sam. " Oh...Okay. Just release her -" to Sam, " Safe and everything and I won't make a fuss."

Munroe understood, shaking her head." I won't kill you, whoever you are. "

Elwyn frowned," Then, wha-"

" Sssh! Finish kneeling. Good. Now reach with your hands for that black beauty gas mask on the anaesthesia stand by your beautiful cop friend's body!" Munroe watched with glee as Elwyn did so. " Okay-"

" What did you do with Peggy Carfax?"

" Oh, she's safe right now."

Munroe Purify and Elwyn Roberts locked gazes.

" Mmm. Peggy is half unconscious in the basement of my house. Probably having sexy dreams. Tied up."

Realising they both had a great deal in common. Munroe exhaled in surprise.

" Small world, huh?"

Shaking a little, Elwyn nodded. He picked up the black beauty full gas mask.

" Now-"

" Elwyn."

" Elwyn, put it on your face and then I want you to turn that big red nozzle a quarter clockwise until it hits nine o' clock."

Elwyn took a moment to decide. Glancing at Samantha's unconscioius body.

" Don't be afraid, Elwyn. I just want to play with you both, with my boyfriend for a while. You'll love it!"

Elwyn placed the cold rubber black beauty gas mask over his nose and mouth. He could taste remnants of previous amounts of Nitrous in the mask. Feminine perfume, traces of make-up...Munroe's sexy smirk goading him on!

Elwyn turned the gas release nozzle as instructed. A low hissing noise filled the mask and he inhaled deeply. Elwyn breathed in more Nitrous...It had a vanilla and rubber type of taste to it.

"...keep breathing. That's it."

Already getting dizzy and intoxicated. Elwyn grabbed at the mask as it started to slip - why did I do that?!!! He thought...Elwyn's toes began to tingle with a pins and needles sensation, growing up his body.

Body movement went bye bye and his limp body slid against the Dental Chair's light brown leather bottom. The gas mask slipped off...Time sped up for him, as it always did after anesthesia at the Dentist's! Munroe moved at a speed beyond him, holstering the gat, turning off the Nitrous, positioning his body more comfortably. Elwyn's face now a few inches from Samantha's taped, bare legs. He unconsciously kissed one bare taped ankle and smiled, humming to himself: soooo high!

Munroe's boyfriend came in at some point...Munroe and he got undressed...

Elwyn was positioned onto a couch...Felt his arms being pulled up...Clothes being taken off...Samantha placed beside him on the big green leather couch...Samantha's underwear being taken off...Her black silk panties being doused with some kind of liquid now from an upturned plastic bottle by Munroe's naked boyfriend...Some writing on the plastic bottle: Chloroform: CHCI. Laboratory Grade Reagent.

" Sssh." Munroe's delicate hands caressing...Lips moving. The low hiss of the Nitrous gas mask coming down again now on Elwyn's face...One last look: seeing the boyfriend gently applying the Chloroform-soaked black silk panties on Sam's face. Sending her deeper down into cloying, suffocating unconsciousness...Sam's face moved as she inhaled, she grumbled under the black Chloroform-soaked panties. Sam's face slackened. Unconscious.

" Deep breaths...Sssh." Munroe Purify DDS told him.

" ...ssshhh...", said Munroe's soft voice.

Elwyn's eyes gradually closed, his now whitened facial muscles slackened...Dreaming of drowning inside of a suffocating, immensely pleasurable pink ocean...

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Unable to breathe...Falling down, dowwwwnnnnn into the depths...Sam's drowning face welcoming his...Embracing him under the pink ocean...Kissing and embracing one another...An octopus or something wet and slimy grabbed at therir ankles and pulled them both further down...The octopus brought their bodies inside it's welcoming, pulsating sideways mouth....Swallowing their bodies face-first...Legs kicking outward, toes curling with pleasure...Their arms and legs moving slowly. Spurts of intense, but short warmth jutting out from their groins...Pulling, sucking...Warm things smothering their faces...Trying to escape the fleshy mouths and thighs that held them down...And then a cold but pleasurable sweet smell sending Elwyn and Sam into the darkness...

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Samantha woke up slowly, underneath Elwyn, she stretched momentarily, then remembered. Wet liquid and sweat on her naked body: saliva, semen and female juices. She shook Elwyn awake on top of her. Daylight streaming in through the operating room blinds. They had been OUT for hours and hours. Chloroformed and also given Nitrous...Elwyn took longer to recover his senses. Sam looked at a far off digital display and saw it was Six Thirty A.M.! They kissed and he got up first...Sam's black silk panties fell off his lower back onto the floor.

Sam instinctively touched a hand on her face, remembering. The noisy cleaning room staff surprised them both at the doorway! The two elderly women in their cleaning overalls GASPING at the scene!

" Erm...Good morning!" Elwyn quipped.

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They made their quick apologies to the amused cleaning crew after getting dressed and taking a cab to Munroe Purify's house - they were too wiped out to trust themselves at the wheel! Sam called for backup as best she could, with her returned gat in her hands, hoping not to have an accidental discharge. The house was unlocked and they found eighteen-year-old Peggy Carfax still heavily sedated with a diluted Propafol I.V. in the basement.

Resisting their urges, they "rescued" Peggy Carfax and took her groggy body up the stairs. The World waiting for them up top: swirling patrol car lights and lots of uniforms swirling around. Radio chatter. Samantha went out first, a blanket over Peggy's clothed but distressed body. Elwyn stopped on the porch, puting on sunglasses. Gleaming sunshine and the swirling patrol car lights. He yawned. Amused and high. The press swarmed over Sam and Peggy Carfax. The girl was safe, but the kidnappers had gotten away free and clear to Rio or somewhere sunny. Elwyn thought about the night and instinctively touched at his mouth...Lots of journalists asking questions followed and Detective Samantha Kingston received a Commendation for Bravery.

After some of the hooplah had died down, Sam finally asked Elwyn in her kitchen over dinner. Samantha had become a great deal more "sensitive" over the time they had become lovers.

" How come I feel so...different since we've gotten close? And how do I always know these things now?"

" It...could be that us being together has stirred something up. It's a gift and everyone has the ability. And we can help each other."

Holding hands on the dinner table, Elwyn kissed her.

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Two weeks later.

Elwyn Roberts waited patiently in the house's downstairs living room. In the dark. He saw Sam's car park up. She got out, tired, aching after a crappy day at work.

Elwyn smiled: Don't worry, Sam. Now that I know it was me in the dream, we are gonna have so much fun!

He unrolled the Chloroform bottle's cap and poured almost exactly 20millilitres of the sickly sweet Chloroform liquid onto a pair of Sam's black silk panties and replaced the cap. He could already smell the Chloroform odour! Slightly dizzy. Hearing Samantha's footsteps approaching...Keys in the latch. Door opening. She called out and took off her shoes.

Elwyn grabbed her and clasped the Chloroform-soaked panties onto Sam's face! She screamed under the wet panties.

"Mmmmph!...Nnnoo.n.." Struggling with every breath.

" Sssh, Sam. It's me...Sssh."

Sam grunted in surprise! Almost wishing to prolong the unknown sexual thrill.

She breathed in...Elwyn felt her getting weaker and weaker with each reluctant breath. Half fighting her chloroforming...Sam was now almost unconscious. Half awake, she gave in to the Chloroform as he took her upstairs to their bedroom.

Samantha's eyes swam and she groaned one tiny set of final whimpers.

"mm.m..." eyes closing. Mouth resting open as the Chloroformed panties were withdrawn. He took her upstairs for their playtime!

 

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Elwyn knew that Detective Samantha Kingston had fabricated evidence to ensure the female drug kingpin was arrested at the scene. Elwyn worked voluntarily as an unpaid "psychic consultant" for the Pittsburgh P.D.. He saw Detective Samantha Kingston drugging the drug kingpin with a halothane-soaked cloth and planting the cocaine at the scene, an hour before she made the call and ensured the arrest!

So, Elwyn gently confronted Det. Kingston in the break room. Samantha looked at his face: a mixture of sexual excitement and a little bit of disgust at his own pleasure of the memory of the event, since everyone in the Department, etc, knew Elwyn had a sleepy-fetish and a few others! Det. Samantha Kingston put down her coffee demurely and absently scratched at her neck. " Okay. What?" Elwyn took in a breath: " I saw what you did yeterday...", " Oh...Do you think anyone's gonna believe you, psychic boy?!" She shrugged, folding her arms. Another Detective came in, breaking the tension for a moment as he picked up some sugar packets and left. " I have to tell The Man what you did. You know I do..."Samantha put her head down, nibbling on her lower lip, she raised her face and exhaled a laugh.

" Elwyn, Elwyn; I know you don't judge anyone, ever. You let "bad guys" go all the time. I know you forgive me. Let's save each other a lot of fuss right now and you give me your word you will forget about it? I know you'd rather not ever break your word, Elwyn. Come on..."

Elwyn looked away, wanting to let it go. To tell Samantha he secretly loved her and had been in love with her for years. Personal love. Elwyn loved everyone anyway, loved life, but with no female partner waiting for him when he got home. Elwyn sighed and began to walk away, facing Det. Kingston. " I...I can't. I have to think about it, Sam" Samantha watched him go with a knowing look.

The next morning, after a sleepless night that troubled Elwyn, he drove into the P.D. parking lot, early, ready for a new day of consulting on horrific crime scenes and photos. Elwyn parked up and noticed Samantha's car already there. As he got out, he saw Samantha doing the same a few feet away from his space. Something made him notice that the CCTV camera was unplugged...Elwyn locked the car, holding a recyclable plastic bag containing his stuff for the day.

Detective Samantha Kingston spoke to Elwyn as she walked closer..." Hey, morning!"

" Good morning. " Then, he remembered yesterday. " We'll talk later on, or something, okay?"

"...Okay." Samantha replied, her voice busy while she did something behind Elwyn.

The halothane-soaked cloth was already on Elwyn's surprised face before he realised Samantha had closed the distance: " WHat Th-MMmp! Mnmm!!!"

" Sshh,ssh, take it in. Deep breaths!" Samantha grunted in his right ear, holding him as the halothane burned his throat, caused him to hold his breath a little. Samantha's breath warming his ear, grunting with the effort of holding him. The world started to spin before his eyes - the halothane worked incredibly fast!

"Mmph...Nnoo...Nnnaohh...Nmm...Mmm...mmm..." A creeping warmth moving up Elwyn's body. His eyes swam. Thumping darkness knocking Elwyn down, down, unable to breathe.

" That's it...Breathe it in: I know you. I know you love this...Sssh, sssh."

...Elwyn's heart started thumping lower, lower...Darkness falling on him. Samantha's voice dropping in and out, his ears ringing. He realised he had a huge erection in his pants! A little pre-cum gushing out into his boxer shorts!

Darkness. He felt his limp body being moved. Samantha moving him into her car...

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Elwyn woke up from the halothane over an hour later. " Huhhh...," he groaned, eyes opening.

" Hi! I know you probably just hate me right now-" Samantha's voice beside him.

" Nuh,nno, I, I don't hate you...Whhere..."

" Where are you? In my bedroom. I took the day off, and so did you, by text and E-mail! I had a uniform take your car back."

Elwyn looked around, realising he was still clothed, but handcuffed comfortably, with pink fluffy-lined handcuffs to Samantha's bed! Oh, great, Elwyn thought: all this time I've always wanted to be inside Sam's house, or her bedroom, and THIS is how it turns out!

" Sorry about the halothane and everything, but I couldn't take the risk."

Elwyn frowned and his face made Samantha laugh at his almost comical expression. " What?"

" Nothing; you should just see your face right now...So, do you forgive me?"

" Yes." Elwyn said, with a sigh.

They locked eyes. Samantha lolled her beautiful face to one side, her long red hair falling down until she swiped it back and took in a nasal breath. Elwyn's heart skipped a beat, watching her nose minutely crinkle. He blinked softly.

" So you're okay with this?"

Elwyn nodded, looking at the casual work suit Samantha wore. Samantha noticed. Silence between them both. Samantha stood up and started undressing Elwyn. Taking off his shoes and socks. She stopped for a beat, unzipping Elwyn's pants and grunted as she pulled them down. "Ugh!...Ha..." She said, throwing them down on the bedroom floor. Samantha straightened herself, awkwardly unzipping her entire suit garments. Elwyn breathed in, catching her deoderant's fresh scent and her subtle sweat scent.

" Ahh..," Samantha exhaled, now pawing the bed, arms between his prone body, looking down into Elwyn's fascinated eyes. Her red hair becoming a curtain on one side of his face, tickling him!

" Wow..." was all he could say. " My...My shirt and stuff?"

Samantha smiled, uncuffing him so as to undress him completely: " Don't do anything! Okay? I've got a pre-soaked halothane cloth on the nightstand over there!" She pointed to the wet cloth inside a ziplock bag. Elwyn looked and back to her, he licked dry lips...Hoping she would! again...Heart beating in his chest. Samantha knew by his expression how turned on he was. She got comfortable on his crotch, feeling Elwyn's erection pushing up! Her wetness growing.

" okay," he said," I'll behave..." failing to hide his smirk.

" You will or I'll gag you with my panties! OR...I'll soak these panties in halothane and I'll knock you out with them! Sound good?"

Elwyn mimed a mock YELL, but she clamped a soft hand over his mouth! Elwyn smiled and she released her hand. Samantha undressed Elwyn's shirt. She warmed her hands on his chest. Next she turned away and managed to take off her dampened panties, sitting on Elwyn's legs. Elwyn felt her warmth and weight there. Samantha threw the panties and they landed near Elwyn's face. "Oops!" Samantha laughed. The sweet smelling panties flopped down by her captive's neck, before he picked them up, she recuffed him, moving her body forward and noticing Elwyn's four inch erection beneath her slim belly. Samantha finished and leant down. Her warm, moist lips kissing his dry mouth, then sucking on each other's mouths. Elwyn loved feeling her tounge then licking the left side of his face, down, then up...

He panted, erection bobbing up and around with excitement, some of her pussy's juices dripping down on his stomach. Samantha gently withdrew to fetch a condom packet, biting off one side. Elwyn sighed with a little bit of disappointment: he wanted desperately to "feel" inside her pussy; bareback. Samantha put the condom onto Elwyn's throbbing erection, admiring it and then positioned herself..."Oh! Ooo!..", she exhaled as he entered her wet pussy lips. Elwyn felt the beautiful wetness pushing down and around his cock, felt Samantha's needs and desires: connected. And she felt him too, he was sure. Connected in a physical way, as all lovers are, when fucking or lovemaking. Samantha drew up her spine. Bit her lower lip. Out of breath...Excited beyond measure. She laughed and so did he.

" DON'T TALK!" Samantha told Elwyn. He agreed with a rapid nod. Samantha pressed herself onto him, squashing her BC cup breasts onto his chest, kissing, licking his face, eyes open. Staring into his beautiful eyes. Time got lost between them. Samantha's bucking motion got faster, digging herself in. Staring into his face...Elwyn's eyes went wider, feeling Samantha's orgasm starting to rise..Samantha's mouth gaped open - the gushing orgasm SURPRISING HERSELF!

Samantha let out a tinny, plaintative animal-like whine as she CAME!: " Who- Ooo...Oh...Umm...Ooo, ooo..." slowing down her pelvic grinding, smiling now. Samantha started to laugh giddily immediately after...

Samantha kissed her lover and saw the tears running down his face...

" What? You okay?"

" I'm fine. You're just so beautiful..."

" Awww..." She kissed him slowly. " You're so sweet..."

Samantha's face lit up and she blinked. She kissed him, still giddy and grabbed for the ziplock bag, opening it. Elwyn had no idea as Samantha held the halothane-soaked cloth over his surprised face.

" Now - CUM!" She ordered him!

" Mmmph..." Elwyn sighed, sucking in the halothane fumes.

" Cum for me..."

Samantha came again, her orgasm flipping over and over in waves of pleasure...Elwyn's eyes swam...Feeling so much at once as the pleasureable darkness overcame him, he squirted cum inside her as he passed out. Samantha withdrew the cloth, leaning down to kiss him.

" ...Poor baby..." she sighed, inhaling...A chemical taste in her mouth...The room spun. Heartbeat thump-thumping in her ears and a ringing sound.

Oh, no, she thought, realising she was sharing a contact high from the halothane stink all over her lover's sleeping face! : I'm gonna pass out, she thought.

" Oh...fahk!..." she said in a low whisper, face numb. Her eyes swam. Samantha's body went limp and she dove into unconsciousness over Elwyn's.

Faces together, sleeping off the halothane.

THE END.

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Kiera smiled as she felt the warm sun graze her face. Summer was almost over and she and her friends had made one last trip to their favorite hidden beach along the river. Not many people knew about this place. The turnoff was impossible to see unless you knew it was and not many people were in the know. Kiera was with her friend Samantha and Samantha's sister Kaycee. The three girls planned on finishing up their sumer tan and couldn't wait to see how many boys noticed when they went back to school. 

*****

Matt was cruising along the highway listening to classic rock. Music had always helped him control his cravings. Today however, he was losing the fight. In the passenger's seat next to him was a duffel bag. Inside the duffel back was a thick cotton cloth, a bottle of chloroform, some rope and a roll of duct tape. 

Matt was one of the few people who knew about the hidden beach. He also knew that it was a perfect place to hunt due to how secluded it was. He pulled up along the side of the road and parked behind a group of trees. He took a deep breath and whispered to himself "let's do this."

*****

The one drawback of the hidden beach was that it didn't have a bathroom. The girls would have to rough it while the were here. Kiera had been drinking a lot of water to stay hydrated and had to go. She scurried to a group of trees about fifty meters away. She would be mortified if anyone saw her. 

She had just finished and as she was pulling her bikini bottom back up she heard something behind her. She was about to turn around when she was grabbed from behind. Before she could scream a foul smelling cloth was forced over her nose and mouth. Suprised by the attack Kiera inhaled deeply. Immediatly her throat and sinuses burned and filled with the anesthetic fumes. Her eyes began to water. She tried to exhaled but felt much resistance. Her lungs forced her to inhale once more. Again her throat burned and she was beginning to see stars in front of her eyes. She tried to scream but all that came out was "MMMMMMMMPH." 

Kiera was fading fast. She tried kicking but it felt like her legs were weighted down. Tears were coming from her eyes now. Her eyes felt heavy. she tried to keep them open but her vision was blurry. Closing them felt so much easier. Her attemped screams were now only whimpers. 

*****

Matt was now carrying most of the girl's weight. He began to gently rock her back and forth. Maybe that would relax her more.  He whispered into her ear.

"Shhhhhhh. Don't fight this baby. Just sleep."

He picked her up and cradled her while keeping the cloth in place. She was quiet now but here eyes were rolling. He watched in delight as they finally rolled shut and she let out a deep sleeping breath. 

Matt carried his sleeping beauty up to his car. He tore off a strip of duct tape and placed it over her mouth. He then tied up up tight and laid her in the trunk. 

"Alright now for your cute friends." He said.

*****

"What the hell is taking Kiera so long?" Asked Kaycee.

The two girls were laid out on their overiszed beach towels. 

"I don't know. Maybe she drowned." Smirked Samantha.

"That's not funny Sam!"

*****

Matt was standing directly over the two girls, listening to their conversation and trying to make sure he didn't cast a shadow over them. Both of their eyes were closed. He only had one rag so he quitly pulled his tank top off. He folded it up and soaked both the rag and his shirt in chloroform. Then he pounced.

*****

Samantha inhaled deeply in surprise as she felt a rag close over her face. She tried to sit up but the rag was attached to a strong hand on an even stronger arm. It was holding her down. She kicked and screamed but all that came out was a pathetic "MMMMMPH" sound. 

Kayce was in the same situation. She tried to dig her feet into the ground for leverage but the sand kept giving was and she was slipping. She tried to keep her eyes open but the rancid fumes coming from the cloth were burning her eyes and she was tearing up. 

*****

Matt smiled as he watching the two girls squirming and moaning beneath his hands. They were almost done. His erection throbbed as he watched the squirming legs begin to slow. Their eyes were closed now. 

"Shhhhhhhh" he whispered as he watched their movents come to a hault. "Now let's reunite you with your friend.

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antique shop 

Note:

For new readers not familiar with “The Prowler’s” series, search the stories section and read “The Perfect Couple” by CBiscuit first.

                                                              The Antique Shop

                                                          (A Prowlers Adventure)

 

            Rob and Jennifer Prowler were away for a romantic weekend. They had a room at a local bed and breakfast inn reserved. It was in a beach town, but it was not beach season. The town was practically deserted on the cold and snowy Sunday afternoon, but a few shops were still open. A tiny antique shop in an old beach cottage caught Jennifer’s eye.

 

            A wind chime jingled on the door as they went inside. The scent of candles filled the warm air inside the cozy shop. The owner, a tall slender thirtyish blond, smiled and greeted them. She introduced herself as “Michelle,” and told them to feel free to look around and let her know if any item in particular interested them.

 

            Jennifer wandered around the shop and looked at some very old Christmas ornaments. Rob was more interested in the shop itself. He saw an inviting narrow stairway leading up to the second floor. It was apparent to him that the owner also lived in the old home. He was also looking over the owner Michelle herself! She was about 5 years older than his wife and was about the same height. She had average size breasts and great legs. Her red sweater contrasted her silky blond hair and her relatively short skirt showed plenty of her shiny nude pantyhose. Michelle was in her stocking feet and her snow boots were sitting just inside the door where she had removed them.

 

            Michelle had noticed Rob as well. He was strong and handsome. His bedroom eyes made her weak in the knees at first contact. Michelle led a lonely life. She was all by herself in the tiny home. The fire burning in the small fireplace gave the room a romantic feel. Michelle imagined herself sitting by the fire with Rob. Her fantasies also included Rob escorting her up the narrow stairway to the bedroom.

 

            Rob’s fantasies were only slightly different. In his mind he was chloroforming Michelle gently to sleep and carrying her lovely limp body up those very same stairs to whatever was up there, hopefully a bedroom!

 

            Jennifer was watching both Rob and Michelle out of the corner of her eye. Her instinctive “wife’s radar” detected their mutual attraction right away. Jennifer also liked Michelle. She called to her husband and pretended to show him some of the ornaments.

 

            Michelle had turned on a small vacuum and was cleaning behind the front counter. It was about time for the shop to close for the day. The noise of the cleaning enabled Rob and Jen to speak softly to each other without being overheard by Michelle.

 

            “You have the hots for her don’t you?” Jennifer said.

 

            “Well now that you mention it.” Rob replied.

 

            “Let me guess, you’re fantasizing about chloroforming her and carrying her up those cute stairs for fun and games.” Jennifer implied. She knew her husband all too well!

 

            “I guess you have me pretty well figured out.” Rob answered.

 

            “OK, under one condition!” Jennifer replied. “After she’s out, you have to chloroform me and carry me up those cool looking stairs first. Then you can come back down and carry her up for the threesome. Make sure I wake up first though.” Jennifer also demanded.

 

            “It’s a deal!” Rob replied excitedly. “You keep her busy while I go to the car and get the chloroform.”

 

            Jennifer chose a couple of small ornaments and brought them up to the counter. Michelle turned off the noisy vacuum and prepared to wait on her.

 

            “My husband just went out to the car to get the money.” Jennifer said. “We’ll be paying cash.”

 

            Michelle smiled as Rob returned through the front door. He had a wallet in his hand as promised. While the women worked on the transaction, Rob slipped behind Michelle and soaked the cloth with chloroform. The strong candle scent of the shop’s interior masked the odor of the chloroform nicely.

 

            Suddenly as Michelle handed Jennifer the change, Rob struck. He clamped the cloth tightly over Michelle’s nose and mouth.

 

            Michelle was startled! She cried out,

 

“Hey what are you doing?” but her words were slightly muffled by the cloth.

 

Rob held her tightly with the cloth firmly in place. She struggled quite a bit, but was no match for Rob’s strength. Michelle looked at Jennifer and wondered why she wasn’t helping her, but Jennifer just stood there smiling! “My God, she’s in on it too!” Michelle thought to herself.

 

Finally Michelle’s bright blue eyes were beginning to flutter. Then Jennifer gasped out loud in excitement as Michelle went delightfully limp in Rob’s strong arms. Jennifer was jealous now and wished it was her going under. She didn’t worry though. It would be her turn soon anyway.

 

Jennifer watched in ecstasy as Rob continued to hold the cloth on the very limp Michelle for over a minute. Finally Rob released his grip and carefully lowered Michelle’s limp body to the floor behind the counter.

 

Jennifer turned the key, locking the shop door, and turned the sign from “Open” to the side that said “Sorry We’re Closed.” Then she found the light switch and turned it off. To anyone outside, the shop now looked closed and vacant. Inside, only a little light from the setting sun   and the glow from the fire made things visible to the Prowlers.  

 

Rob was pouring more chloroform on the cloth now.  

 

“Hey; aren’t you using an awful lot?” Jennifer remarked,

 

 Rob smiled and said,

 

“It will work quicker this way, and besides you know you love it!”

 

Rob held the cloth on his beautiful wife. There was no struggle of course. Jennifer could not wait to slip under and be carried upstairs in his strong arms. She inhaled deeply.

 

Rob could see his wife’s baby blue eyes flutter in the glow of the firelight. That was his favorite part. Suddenly Jennifer was limp in his arms. Her shiny brown hair sprawled in his face. Her baby soft hair and its sweet essence drove him wild!

 

Rob picked up Jennifer in cradle carry position and carried her up the old fashioned staircase. There were only about 12 steps. Once upstairs, the bedroom was the first door he came to. To his delight there was a queen sized bed in there. He carefully placed Jennifer down on it and unzipped her brown leather boots. Once unzipped, they slipped off easily and revealed her silky black hose.

 

Rob practically ran down the stairs for Michelle. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Then he proceeded up the stairs again and placed her beautiful limp body next to his wife’s. “Ah, which one shall I strip first?” he thought to himself.

 

Rob didn’t ponder over the situation very long. He lifted Michelle into a sitting position and slipped her red sweater over her head and arms. Once it was off, he tossed it aside. He unbuttoned and unzipped Michelle’s skirt next. It slipped over her slender legs and hips easily. Her bra and panties set was light pink. He would leave her in those for now. He gently slipped off Michelle’s pantyhose and tossed them on the floor with her other clothes.

 

Now it was his wife’s turn! He raised her limp body into a sitting position and started with her heavy winter coat. Once that was unzipped and slipped off, he turned his attention to her silky blue dress. Rob lifted Jen’s long and shiny brown hair out of the way and carefully unhooked the clasp at the top. Then he slid the zipper down her back. The dress opened up all the way down to just below her tiny waist. Now Rob enjoyed the silky feel of the dress as he gently slipped it off her shoulders. He had to lay her down again and raise her hips slightly off the bed to remove the dress completely. Afterward, he carefully placed the dress on the floor next to Jen’s boots. Rob slipped off Jen’s silky black pantyhose next.

 

Rob stood back and admired his beautiful sleeping companions. His wife looked sultry in her skimpy and frilly black bra and panties set. Michelle was equally awesome in her light pink bra and underwear. Suddenly Rob noticed a slight movement in Michelle’s lips. He knew it was a warning sign that she was waking up!

 

Rob pulled the small bottle and folded cloth out of his coat pocket and poured a generous amount of chloroform on the cloth. Then he held it gently over Michelle’s nose and mouth. Michelle had a happy look on her face like she was in a sweet dream. “This will keep her that way!” Rob thought to himself as he put her back under. Michelle never really woke up or realized what was happening. When he pulled the cloth away her mouth was slightly open this time though.

 

Rob pulled Michelle’s tiny mouth all the way open and probed and explored her with his tongue. Her limp mouth was ever so sweet and inviting! Rob tasted her there for several long minutes. Next he sniffed her hair up close and admired her scent too.  Finally he lifted her up into sitting position and slid both her bra straps off her shoulders. Her firm breasts flew out over the top of her bra and he started to suck her tiny nipples. Then he suddenly heard his wife’s voice.

 

“Having fun there are you?” Jennifer remarked.

 

“How long have you been awake and watching?” Rob asked his slightly jealous wife.

 

“I woke up and came into focus just as you were doing your special probing of her mouth!” Jennifer replied.

 

Jennifer reached behind Michelle’s back and unsnapped her bra. Since the straps were down it fell onto the bed. Jennifer tossed it on the floor and admired Michelle’s breasts.

 

“I’ll never understand why guys just push bras aside and don’t take them completely off first!” Jennifer remarked.

 

Rob immediately reached behind his wife’s back and unsnapped her bra. Afterwards, he tossed it on the floor with Michelle’s. Then he said,

 

“There! I took yours completely off first.” Rob announced.

 

“Well maybe there’s still hope for you yet!” Jennifer answered.

 

Jennifer was pulling Michelle’s tiny panties off now. She slipped them easily over Michelle’s tiny hips and down to her knees. Then she lifted Michelle’s limp body slightly and pulled the panties all the way off and tossed them on the floor. Now Jen was spreading Michelle’s legs apart and probing her everywhere.

 

“Your little blond girlfriend isn’t really a blond.” Jennifer pointed out. “She’s a brunette just like me.”

 

Rob sloughed off her comment and reached for his wife’s panties and started to pull them off. Jennifer pulled away and stopped him. She told him that he would have to put her under to get into those! Rob complied and re-soaked the cloth with more chloroform. Then he placed it over Jen’s nose and mouth. Jennifer struggled this time to get him heated up. She was no match for his strength either. Jen gradually melted in his arms as she slipped deeply under in less than a minute. He held the cloth on her for over two minutes this time. Then he slowly removed her tiny panties and tossed them on the floor with all the other clothes.

 

Rob finally removed his winter coat and stripped to his underwear. Then he got on the bed and took Michelle’s limp body into his arms. He held her, kissed her, and did all but have sex with her for some time.

 

Michelle woke up and thought that she was in a dream. She was naked and in the arms of a warm and apparently loving man! His body was strong and sculpted and he was very handsome. As her senses returned, she slowly realized that it was Rob and that it wasn’t a dream. She had no desire for him to stop what he was doing though. Michelle also felt Jennifer’s limp body next to her. She appeared deeply under. Had he knocked out his own wife too?

 

Rob finally realized that Michelle was awake. He spoke to her softly.

 

“I’m sorry about the chloroform, but I just had to have you.” Rob explained.

 

“I was fantasizing about you bringing me upstairs and making love to me anyway.” Michelle admitted. “I assume you chloroformed your wife as well?”

 

“Actually she asked me to. She has a real fetish for it.” Rob said.

 

“Oh I see.” Michelle replied. “How long will she be out?’ Michelle asked.

 

“She’ll be out for at least another hour.” Rob replied.

 

“Then we better not waste any more time talking then.” Michelle said as she threw her arms around Rob once again. They continued to enjoy each other until Jennifer started to wake up.

 

Rob reached for the bottle and soaked the cloth again. He gently placed it over Jen’s face once more. To Michelle’s surprise Rob’s wife gave a low moan and inhaled deeply. She was under again in about 30 seconds. Rob held the cloth on her for about a minute after she was out.

 

Michelle watched in total awe as Rob put his wife gently back to sleep. Then she asked,

 

“Do you think there’s still enough on that cloth to put me to sleep too?”

 

“Why don’t we try it and see!” Rob answered, as he placed the cloth lovingly over Michelle’s nose and mouth.

 

“Just breathe deeply and relax.” Rob instructed her.

 

Michelle tingled all over as her body began to melt in Rob’s strong arms and her eyes began to lose focus. Then she slipped into that ever delightful void….

 

“What luck?” Rob thought to himself. She had played right into his hands. Rob held the cloth on Michelle long after she went limp in his arms. Then he carefully lowered her to the bed and let her sleep it off.

 

Jennifer woke up about 20 minutes later. She smiled and kissed Rob deeply and looked over at Michelle’s limp body.

 

“How long will she be out?” Jen asked.

 

“At least an hour or so, I really dosed her.” Rob replied.

 

Jen started to play with Michelle’s limp body. She began by holding her Michelle’s head in her hands and kissing her on the mouth. Then she opened Michelle’s mouth and probed her with her tongue like she had seen her husband do earlier.

 

“You’re just doing that because you saw me do it to her.” Rob remarked.

 

“You’re right of course.” Jen replied. “I can see why you did it too. She tastes simply delicious!”

 

“Actually your mouth is slightly sweeter.” Rob replied.

 

“Oh so that means you do that to me while I’m unconscious too?” Jen asked.

 

“I do it nearly every time.” Rob answered.

 

“Well that’s a relief!” Jen said. “I was getting jealous when I watched you do it to her.”

 

Jen was fondling Michelle’s breasts now. Once Michelle’s nipples became erect from her fondling, Jen took them into her mouth gently one at a time. Then Jen spread Michelle’s legs and probed her more vital areas. As Jen sampled and tasted Michelle below the waist, Rob had taken hold of Michelle’s upper torso and was enjoying her limp body in his own way.

 

Michelle awoke as if she was in a dream once again. She was light headed from all the chloroform and was still in Rob’s strong loving arms. But there was more! She felt a tingle inside her and looked down. Rob’s beautiful wife was going down on her! The stimulation from both ends was overwhelming.

 

Michelle was never with a woman, and was only into men. Still, Jen’s touch was so gentle and arousing! She gave no resistance and let herself be swept away.

 

Jen realized Michelle was awake, but decided to keep up what she was doing until she was asked to stop. No such request ever came.

 

Suddenly Michelle dug her nails into the back of Rob’s neck. He could tell she was cumming and held her tightly. Finally Michelle relaxed and took a long breath.

 

Jen was pouring the chloroform on the cloth now. When the cloth was well soaked she spoke softly.

 

“Since I made you cum, I get to put you to sleep now.” Jen said.

 

Michelle was way past caring!

 

“Sure, whatever you say!” Michelle said as she deeply inhaled the cloth with no resistance what so ever.

 

Jen tingled all over as she watched Michelle’s beautiful eyes go into rapid flutter and tightly close. Jen held the cloth on her long after she was out.

 

Finally Jen handed the cloth to her husband.

 

“Now you can put me under and taste my mouth with her essence inside!” Jen said.

 

“I thought you’d never ask!” Rob answered.

 

Rob held his wife in his arms and applied the cloth ever so gently. Jen inhaled deeply and went under in less than a minute. Once Rob was satisfied that she was under deep enough he pulled the cloth away and opened Jen’s limp mouth as wide as he could. The he began his extensive probing and tasting.

 

His wife’s mouth had never tasted sweeter! Now if he could only taste Michelle’s mouth with Jen’s essence…. “Oh well perhaps when the girls wake up they could start over!” he thought to himself!

 

Note: For other Prowlers adventures search the stories section for “Halloween With The Prowlers” and “The Perfect Storm” Parts 1 & 2.

 

 

 

 

 

           

 

 

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