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Lexi heard that Amber and the skinny bitches were having a pool party this weekend. She planned on crashing the party and getting her revenge.
It might turn out to be a ‘Mission Impossible’ but she was going through with it anyway. Lexi was always dressed to the nines, even when going to a fight. She put on a sheer blouse and left the top three buttons undone to show off her assets. She put on a pair of invisibly sheer pantyhose [with no panties] because she liked the way they held her curves in place. A pair of tight designer jeans slid smoothly over her ‘hose’ and she topped the outfit off with a pair of strappy heels to show off her pretty feet and painted toes. She even did her makeup and paid special attention to her lips, making them full and shiny. She was ready for ‘Mission Impossible’. It really wasn’t much of a plan, she was simply going to take out as many of the ‘enemy’ as possible before making her escape.

The pool party was just down the street so Lexi decided to walk. When she arrived she took a deep breath and strode boldly up to the front door and rang the doorbell. Amber answered the door herself wearing a teenie tiny bikini, heels and a big smile. She obviously was expecting someone else!
Her smile disappeared instantly when she saw Lexi, whose fist was already cocked back like a cobra ready to strike. Amber didn’t have a chance. POW! Lexi’s fist landed right between her eyes. Amber made a funny cartoony face with crossed eyes and a crooked smile. Her eyes rolled around in her head like she was watching birdies circling her head and tweeting. Then the little bitch toppled over backward like a felled tree and landed flat on her back. Out cold.

“Paybacks a bitch.” Lexi said as she reached down and ripped Ambers bikini off, adding “Only sluts wear heels with a bikini. Slut.”
She stood over Ambers naked body for a few more seconds gloating then dragged her away and tucked her in a side room off the entranceway.
“One down, five to go…”

Lexi snuck down the hallway and spied another skinny girl with her back turned, pouring herself a drink at the bar.
It was the same blonde bimbo who KO’d Lexi with a wine bottle! “An eye for an eye”…Lexi said as she grabbed a bottle of wine off the shelf and quietly crept up behind the bimbo. THUNK! Lexi clobbered skinny girl #2. She spun around on impact to face Lexi, gave the cutest little sigh then collapsed onto the floor in a heap like a house of cards. Again Lexi stripped her victim naked and gloated over her naked body. “Look at those tiny little titties” she snickered. “No wonder you can’t get a man”. Lexi grabbed the naked girl by her ankles and dragged her behind the bar. “Two down, four to go…”

Lexi’s confidence was growing, she could see the rest of the gang sunning themselves by the pool.
She’ll have to ambush them one by one as they come into the house looking for their friends.

Suddenly the plan fell apart.
Amber stumbled into the room naked and groggy. Before Lexi could put her out again she started screaming.
“LEXI !!!!!!!!!!!” “LEXI’S HERE !!!!” “HELP!!!”
The other girls came running. Skinny girl #2 crawled out from behind the bar on all fours. Lexi was surrounded. No escape.
“That cunt punched me out!” Amber screeched insanely.
The circle tightened like a noose. Lexi knew she was doomed. Six against one.
In a last desperate act Lexi threw the first punch. All hell broke loose. The skinny girls attacked.
Six pairs of hands slapped, punched, scratched and groped at her.
Lexi’s blouse was torn off, then her bra. Her tits were mauled and scratched. Handfuls of her hair were pulled out. She tried to defend herself but it was useless. It was like a pack of wild jackels taking down a lone lion. She was clearly dazed and slowly began to weaken under the onslaught. Desperate to escape Lexi ran blindly through the crowd of attackers, and directly into the bar. She ended up sprawled across a bar stool where the vicious beating continued. It was over in a quick minute. Lexi finally succumbed to the beating and stopped moving. She lay unconscious across the bar stool, her arms and tits dangling off one side and her ass in the air.

Lexi Barstoll KO


“Not so tough now, are you bitch?” Amber taunted.
Amber is in full bitch mode now and starts pointing and barking out orders to her girls.
“YOU, strip those slutty looking jeans and shoes off!” “YOU, get me some permanent markers!”
The skinny girls do as ordered and peel Lexi’s tight jeans off her body leaving her only in her shiny nude pantyhose.
Amber hands out the black permanent markers and the girls get to work writing and drawing on Lexi’s limp body. One girl grabs Lexi by the hair, tilts her head back and writes ‘WHORE’ across her forehead. “This is fun!” she giggles then writes ‘COCK SLUT’ on her chin. The other girls join in and use Lexi’s body as a canvas writing obscene things like, FUCK PIG… 10¢ BLOWJOBS…. COW…. and MOOOOOO. They write MILK ME on her big tits and draw crude looking big cocks all over her body.

Lexi Body Writing

Finally their work of art is complete and it’s time to revive Lexi and bask in her humiliation.
“Throw her ass in the pool.” Amber orders. “That’ll wake sleeping beauty up.”
The girls carry Lexi out to the pool, they swing her back and forth, “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!”, then heave her over the edge and into the deep end.”
Lexi floats face down for a few seconds, then suddenly starts thrashing around in the water, shocked back to consciousness. She fights to reach the edge of the pool and is barely able to pull herself out. The skinny bitches grab hold of her, drag her over to Amber, and throw her down at her feet. “Stand up!” Amber orders. Lexi remains on all fours gasping and choking, struggling to catch her breath after nearly drowning. “I SAID STAND UP BITCH!” Amber yells like she’s mentally unstable. Lexi slowly get’s to her feet and stands before Amber totally defeated and humiliated. The gang of skinny girls encircled Lexi again. “Paybacks a bitch.” Amber says ominously. Amber makes a tight fist and cocks her arm back. Lexi knows what’s coming but is helpless to do anything. Amber’s fist slams right into Lexi’s forehead. Lexi’s head snaps back on impact and she stumbles backwards into one of the other girls. Skinny girl #2 bitch slaps Lexi and shoves her into skinny bitch #3 who lands a brutal punch to one of Lexi’s exposed tits then pushes her on to the next girl. On and on it goes as Lexi is bounced around from girl to girl like she’s in a pinball machine. BAM! OOF! SLAP! CRACK! POW! Lexi is nearly dead on her feet.
Amber mercifully decides that it’s time to put Lexi out of her misery. Lexi stands in the middle of the circle swaying back and forth and stumbling around.
Amber winds up and throws a vicious uppercut to Lexi’s chin. Lexi’s head snaps back on impact. Her eyes go crossed, her mouth drops open and her tongue dangles out of her mouth. Lexi, in a dreamlike voice says, “Pretty birds… tweeting…” She grasps at the air trying to touch them. The skinny bitches all look at each other and start laughing. Lexi still isn’t going down so they all start to chant, “KNOCK HER OUT!” KNOCK HER OUT!” KNOCK HER OUT!” This time ALL the skinny bitches cock their fists back for the final blow. “ONE…. TWO…. THREE!!”
POW! Lexi is hit with a nuclear bomb. Her birdies are replaced by stars circling in orbit around her head. Her eye’s trace their movement round and round. Lexi teeters back and forth and the skinny bitches all take a step back to give her room to fall. She falls backwards and lands hard on her ass with a thump, knocking the breath out of her. The stars are replaced by total darkness, her eyelids flutter then close. She flops backwards onto her back and the skinny girls all let out a cheer and exchange high fives. They put Lexi in a wheelbarrow and roll her out the front door. They lock the door and go back inside to finish their party.

 

Lexi wakes up a short time later, she’s naked and covered in obscene words and drawings but has no choice but to walk home.
She looks up and down the street and doesn’t see anyone around so she starts to walk quickly towards her house only a few blocks away.
She’s totally out in the open when a school bus rolls up nearby and lets out a bus load of high school kids! They all point and laugh, they whip out their cell phones and start taking pics and video. Someone calls the police.

Minutes later a police cruiser pulls up alongside of Lexi. Foolishly she tries to make a run for it. The police officer pulls out his taser and hits Lexi in the ass with a dart and 50,000 volts. She falls face first into the dirt, face down ass up, her ass and thighs twitching and quivering from the voltage. She’s roughly placed in handcuffs and stuffed into the back of the cruiser.

Amber and her skinny friends are respectable and powerful business woman, no one will believe Lexi’s wild story.

Maybe she’ll make some new friends in jail. She might look good in an orange jumpsuit….

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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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Mrs. Sandman’s Sleepy Adventures | “Road Rage"

My wife, Mrs. Sandman was late coming home from her business meeting, so I went to my computer and connected to the newly installed dash cam in her vehicle to check on her whereabouts. The dash cam showed my wife speeding down a long dark deserted stretch of road, the audio picks up her cursing at the vehicle in front of her. The license plate on the sleek sports car says, “Jackie”. My wife is on Jackie's bumper, flashing her headlights and laying on the horn.

Mrs. Sandman is normally a mild mannered woman, but when she's behind the wheel of her big 4x4 SUV this petite little woman turns into Mad Maxx Road Warrior! I don’t know what Jackie did, but my wife is seriously pissed off. After about a mile of this harassment Jackie pulls off to the shoulder of the road and stops but stays in her car. My wife comes to a skidding stop behind her and slams the gearshift into Park. In the harsh light of the headlights the dash cam shows my wife storming up to the other vehicle like she’s looking for a fight. She isn’t exactly dressed for a fight. She’s wearing a button down white blouse with no bra, a snug fitting short skirt, nude pantyhose and 4” heels.

When she reaches the other vehicle she immediately starts pounding on the roof of the car with her right hand while bending over near the open window, yelling and wagging her finger in Jackie's face. Abruptly Jackie's hand darts out and grabs a handful of my wife’s long brunette hair and forcefully pulls her head through the open window and commences to bitch slap my wife senseless! Dash cam audio picks up multiple loud slaps as the shadowy figure inside the vehicle can be seen raining blows down on my wife’s head and face. My wife is no longer the aggressor, the roles have reversed and she has quickly become the victim. She’s squealing in pain and fear as she pushes against the side of Jackie's car with her hands and knees desperately trying to pull free. After what seems like an endless beat down Jackie releases her hold on my wife’s hair. She staggers backwards a few steps and drops to her knees dazed and confused. The car door opens slowly and a large woman with monstrous tits steps out. Jackie is a big woman, a full head taller than Mrs. Sandman. She’s wearing a low cut ‘little black dress’ that shows off her massive tits, she has muscular calves and is wearing sky high stiletto heels. She steps confidently over to my wife who’s still on her knees, swaying back and forth, barely conscious. She looks down at my pitiful defeated wife with disgust. Mrs. Sandman doesn’t dare meet Jackie's gaze, she just stares at the ground, submitting to the bigger woman like a beat dog. I fumble with the controls and zoom the camera in to get a better look. I can’t believe how turned on I am watching my wife so dominated and humiliated by another woman. Without realizing it, I start to rub my throbbing boner through my jeans. I watch breathlessly as Betty grabs my wife’s blouse and halls her to her feet. The buttons on the blouse pop off like shrapnel leaving my wife’s smallish C cup tits exposed to the cool night air. Her nipples are long and hard. Even in heels my petite wife’s face only comes up to Jackie's enormous tits and cleavage. Jackie intends to use those big tits as weapons and puts a strong hand on the back of my wife’s head. Mrs. Sandman knows what’s coming next, she looks pleadingly up at Jackie, her mascara is running down her cheeks from crying, her red lipstick is smeared, she has bright red fingerprints criss-crossing her face.

“Please…..no..” my wife begs sheepishly.
“Say it again!”, Betty demands.
“Please…. no… don’t…”


Jackie is NOT in a forgiving mood. She wraps her arms around my wife’s head and pulls her face tightly into her cleavage. Then she leans back lifting my wife off the ground until her feet are dangling in the air. Mrs. Sandman with her air cut off by Jackie's massive tits starts to struggle frantically. Only muffled screams escape as her arms flail around desperately, pulling at Jackie's hair with no effect. Her feet kick so hard that both of her high heel pumps come flying off. She points the toes of her pretty nyloned feet, straining to reach the ground. Her short skirt rides up around her waist and I can see her ass cheeks clenching through her pantyhose as she fights for life giving air. After about a minute of this slow torture my wife runs out of fight and air. Her arms drop limply to her side and her legs dangle loosely in the air. Jackie still doesn’t let up, she continues to suffocate my wife. I watch in horror as my wife’s body twitches once, then twice. I yell at the dash cam, “STOP! YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HER!!”. Jackie finally relaxes her hold and in slow motion Mrs. Sandman slides down Betty’s body, landing spread-eagled at her feet, totally out cold. Betty steps over my wife, straddling her body in a victory pose. She takes the heel of her 6” stiletto and pokes her in a tit. She doesn’t get a response so takes my wife's hand lifts it in the air and wags her arm around like a wet noodle before letting it flop back to the ground. Satisfied that my wife is out cold Jackie continues her assault, she hikes up her dress around her waist and squats on my wife’s face! Right there in the roadway! Jackie is ‘commando’, not wearing any panties and she begins to grind her bald pussy into my wife’s face. Jackie begins to moan softly as she humps my wife’s placid face, she reaches back and starts pinching and twisting my wife’s stiff nipples. Mrs. Sandman starts to gain consciousness from the pain, I can see her feet starting to move, then when she realizes she’s being face fucked by Jackie she starts to struggle. I again start yelling at the monitor, “NO!”… “Stay down!” “Don’t fight!” Jackie is only too happy to go another round. She taunts my wife. “You liked my tits so much I thought you’d like a taste of my pussy to!” With that said Jackie stuffs my wife’s face into her pussy and clamps her muscular thighs tight around my wife’s head trying to crack it like a walnut. My wife begins to thrash wildly as she’s drowned in Jackie's sopping wet pussy. “Noooo! Mmmmmphh!! MMMMMPPH!!” In her already weakened state my poor wife doesn’t last very long and in a moment she is again laying still and unconscious. Jackie gets on all fours and starts riding my wife hard, sliding her slippery snatch up and down her face. A minute later she throws her head back and finishes off with a loud quivering orgasm, gushing her cum juice all over my wife’s pretty face. I feel a twitching and warmth in my pants as Jackie and I climax simultaneously. Jackie stays on all fours breathing heavily and trembling until she recovers from the powerful orgasm. Then she slowly gets up and casually straightens her dress. She retrieves her cell phone from the car, returns and starts snapping pics of my utterly defeated wife from every angle being sure to get a few close ups of her face still smeared and glistening with pussy juices. Blackmail pics? Jackie's had enough fun with this little tramp and decides to wrap things up. She bends over and grabs my wife by one ankle and drags her across the blacktop like a bag of trash back towards the SUV. They move out of the camera’s view as Jackie drags my wife’s body to the back of the truck. I can hear the rear cargo door open, then the thump of a body being tossed in, then the door slamming shut. Jackie comes into view again as she walks back to her car. She pauses at the front of my wife’s SUV, looks directly into the dash cam, smiles, and flips me the bird! On the way back to her car she see’s my wife’s $600 Jimmy Choo pumps laying in the roadway. She collects them up and tosses them through the window of her car. The spoils of war. A long time later I hear my wife groaning in pain as she finally regains consciousness. She manages to climb back behind the wheel and drives SLOWLY the rest of the way home. THE END

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Sights for a Sore Head

I had just arrived at the hotel room. It was in a nice hotel in London, the rooms being spacious and well separated from one another. The corridor was dimly lit and I had not seen another soul since the lobby. I was to meet Sandi in the room for a night of games which she had come all the way over to the UK for. I had been told to bring my nightwear, just a set of pyjamas consisting of a T-Shirt and Shorts, which I had done.

I placed my key card into the reader and the door unlocked. I pushed it open and walked into the room. It was big, as expected with a large double bed against one wall and a smaller single bed pushed up against another wall. The wallpaper was dark pink and there was a soft glow from the dimly lit lights lit up around the walls of the room. I saw women’s sandals resting on the floor by the door and in response I kicked off mine and lay them next to them. I was now wearing a summer T-shirt and shorts, bare legged and barefoot. I called out to the shower “Sandi?”

“In here hon, could you make sure you are in your nightwear when I come out, I’ll be in mine!” Her voiced echoed from the shower and I obeyed and quickly changed, popping my clothes into my bag I then turned and sat on the double bed, facing the bathroom, waiting for her to come out. I heard the shower stop and heard her say “I’ll be out soon honey, thanks for waiting!” I sat there, waiting patiently. Ten minutes later the shower room door unlocked and opened, out she stepped. She looked incredible, I hadn’t actually seen what Sandi looked like until now, she was about average height with a strong looking medium build. Her dark blonde hair lay still slightly wet at her shoulders. Her breasts stood out at 34D. She glided closer on her bare feet, wearing a midnight blue night robe. “Finally we meet hon.”

She walked up to me and motioned for me to stand, At just over 6ft I stood a bit taller than her. She stopped so her bare toes were inches away from mine and stared into my eyes with her blue-green ones. “Mmmmm, you’re cute, but I think I’ll make you cuter.” And with that she slammed her bare foot hard into my chin. I went flying up into the ceiling with the force and my head slammed into it, causing cracks to appear around it. I fell back to the floor and landing on my bum at the foot of the bed, my back resting against the end, the soles of my bare feet facing Sandi. A large lump rose out the top of my head where it had connected with the ceiling and my eyes crossed into each other. Yellow cartoon stars and blue jay birdies started to circle my dazed sore head and loud tweeting echoed in my ears. My tongue lolled out my mouth and my mouth curved into a goofy smile. “Mission accomplished, so much cuter!” Sandi exclaimed. She hadn’t finished yet though.

Sandi turned away from me and proceeded to talk “Remember me telling you I was a boxer?”

“Duh…” I replied stupidly.

“Well, I brought my gloves!” She reached into one of her bags and brought out two huge red boxing gloves. She put them onto her hands and walked back over to me. Using her feet to push my legs apart far enough for her to kneel between them she then did so. “Nowhere for you to go but fly with the stars and birdies!” She laughed. She brought up her fists, then punched me squarely on the forehead. My eyes span with the force as it scrambled my brain yet further. I started to grow hard. She laughed and slammed her fist into my forehead again and again and again, alternating her fists, the back of my head kept bouncing off the foot of the bed and my body jerked with each punch. Finally after around twenty punches she stopped to take a breather. I flopped backwards leaning against the bed, my body limp and my head lolling around in circles on my neck, my mouth hung open, hearing loud cuckoo sounds and seeing yet more stars and now cute little puppies running round my head. I pointed up at them “Duh, look at the cute puppies!”

Sandi smiled “Yes you are one of them aren’t you? Come on boy on all fours”! I obeyed and went forwards onto my hands and knees. “Quick, sniff around the room.” She ordered her new puppy. I obeyed, she threw off her boxing gloves, then ordered me to stop. “I need a horse to ride!” She exclaimed then walked up behind me, still on all fours and slammed her bare foot hard into the back of my head. My head snapped forwards from the force and my eyes span in their sockets, stars flying out from my head. She then swung her foot forwards further, then in a pendulum motion swung it back into my forehead, snapping my head backwards, causing more stars to spark out from my head and my eyes to spin again. I had a total look of confusion on my face with no idea what was happening. Sandi felt wet between her legs and excitedly swung her bare foot forwards as hard as she could, one last time. WHAM! Her foot impacted hard on the back of my skull once again and my head snapped forwards, even more stars flying out from my head this time and I cried out “Uh!” My eyes spinning once again from the force. I heard the thud of her bare foot echoing inside my now empty mind as loud cuckoo sounds repeated inside my head and lots of rocking horses started to circle. I fell forwards, landing on my front as my arms went completely limp and gave way and my pupils were facing opposite directions. I had a very silly grin on my face and was now lying face down, bum up.

Sandi laughed “Oops, I think I may have gone too far in my excitement, that’s you out for a while!” She put her bare foot on my bum and pushed it down so I was now just lying dazed on my front, my bum now slightly pushed up by me pitched a hard tent. She felt the wetness “Oh my god I am soaked, I’d better get cleaned up, but first you need to release. She turned and walked away, before running back towards me. She jumped up in the air and landed both bare feet right on the top of my head, stars flying everywhere when she landed. My bare feet flapped up from the force, then rested down. Large yellow stars pushed the rocking horses up and out of sight, my body went completely limp as I became a rag doll, and I came, hard, hearing loud cuckoos in my ears all the way. Lumps from each foot pushed Sandi up, making her feel like she was growing.

As she stepped off my head, Sandi turned back to survey the damage. She knew she had completely blanked my mind. I was a ragdoll and her plaything permanently now and she looked to her largest suitcase, which was empty “I think I’ll take you back to America my cute little plaything!” She laughed and off she went to get the suitcase.

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The Fighting Dungeon – The First Fight of the Night

Kerry had just finished getting ready. She had arrived at the address she had been given on the online forum she frequented by the host of this event and been told to have a shower, freshen up and to put on her gear, go down into the basement and she’d know she was in the right place.

Well she was now in her gear, a pair of very short pink shorts that were above the knee and a white tank top. She had long black hair which she had slicked back and tied in a bundle behind her head. Despite it being winter outside and her wearing not that many layers she still felt pretty warm as the heating had been turned up especially for this occasion. This occasion was a fight between Kerry and another as yet unknown woman. It could not finish until one of them was unconscious on the floor. There would be plenty of other fights going on this evening, between other girls, men and even mixed ones, however Kerry was unsure whether she’d get to see many as for all she knew she could be lying spark out while they were going ahead.

She finally got down the stairs, feeling the silky red carpet beneath her bare feet she was greeted by many men and women, standing around chatting, some in similar gear to her, others dressed more normally. Her eyes fell on a young man who was wearing short black shorts with thin white stripes down them. He was bare chested and barefoot so she guessed he would be fighting later. She smiled at him and he smiled reassuringly back. A fully clothed woman in her mid-forties came over.

“Hello Kerry” she smiled, “I’m Vicky. Well done on finding us. I trust you found your room, as you are very welcome to stay tonight, all the fighters are. We can’t force them to drive home or otherwise find their way back after they’ve been knocked out can we?”

“No.” Kerry smiled looking down at her feet. She felt slightly self-conscious. In 20 minutes or so she could be lying limp and unaware in the centre of the ring and completely at the mercy of everyone else here. It certainly sent a thrill through her, likewise the thought of maybe putting the other girl out did.

“Don’t worry darling, we’ll look after you if you are knocked senseless.” Vicky smiled friendlily. “We’ll have plenty of other sleeping bodies to take care of too.” She motioned to the ring. “You and Claire are up first.” Kerry looked into the ring and her heart skipped a beat.

Claire was very scary looking. She was tall and quite well built. She was not fat, she was nicely proportioned, except her chest which seemed to stick out further than average. She had long black hair and was aged in her early forties, whilst Kerry was in her mid-twenties. Claire was also barefoot, but wearing black leggings that stopped midway down her shins. Unlike Kerry, she had also painted her fingernails and her toenails with a black nail varnish. Her eyes glistened as she saw Kerry enter the ring, she smiled to herself. She had knocked out so many pretty young things at these events ever since her best friend Vicky had started them and this girl Kerry would be no different. She had a history of beating one girl up so much she landed her in a coma for 3 weeks. She’d also knocked out a few men at these events too and had once been knocked out herself, by Vicky.

Both girls started to circle one another slowly, Claire talking down to Kerry with the crowd getting excited around them. “I am going to knock you completely out. You are such a pretty young thing that I want to admire your limp body for a long time. Maybe I’ll knock you into next week so I get a while to play. I hope you are ready for a nice rest.” Kerry just glared back at her thinking that maybe it would be Claire who’d be sleeping off the KO. She hopped onto her left foot and swung her right leg up, aiming for Claire’s chin. Claire saw it coming and stepped backwards, catching Kerry’s foot with her left hand. “Nice try sweetie.” She said, kissing the sole of Kerry’s bare foot. She then yanked it towards her, forcing Kerry to hop towards her on her remaining free leg and as she did Clire swung her right fist straight into Kerry’s jaw. There was a loud SNAP as Kerry was forced to look at the ceiling for a moment. Claire let go of her foot and she staggered backwards, seeing lots of white stars blocking her field of vision. Claire did not give her time to regain her full senses and ploughed forwards with a left hook, then a right, before thudding a body shot into the young brunette’s stomach. Kerry bent over letting out a “whoosh” as the air left her body. Her mind was foggy and her vision was murky around the edges. Claire did not stop yet though, she brought both fists together and swung them like a mallet onto the top of her dazed and breathless opponent’s head.

The hit brought an explosion to Kerry’s mind as she collapsed forwards with the force, landing between Claire’s beautifully decorated bare feet. She could feel a lump rising out of the top of her head where the fists had connected. It felt like she was in a cartoon. She could hear loud tweeting in her ears and she could swear she could see cartoonish blue birds flying around her head, she stuck her tongue out at them, staring up at them, feeling goofy and stupid.

Claire looked down at her floored opponent then flew her arms up in the aim for the crowd to cheer as she did this she posed for the photographs, resting her bare foot on the head of her concussed opponent. She could feel a small lump under her foot, she smiled to herself, knowing that Kerry probably thought it was far bigger than it actually was. After a minute of posing she decided to carry on the onslaught on Kerry. She bent down and gently pulled Kerry to her feet. “You look tired honey, sleep will come to you soon.” She then punched Kerry straight in the gut again, then again and again. She loved listening to the gush of air coming from Kerry’s lips and the punches were forcing Kerry back into a corner.

Through her starry eyes, Kerry saw the young man she’d seen earlier. He looked concerned, Kerry knew at this point she was most likely going to be the one unconscious on the mat, however if that young man took care of her, she would at least be happy. “Ooof!” She cried out as Claire hit her with another body shot. Claire smiled at her, she now had her right in the corner, nowhere to go. Claire now stepped back then forwards, swinging her right foot up and slamming it into Kerry’s chin. She stepped back, Kerry’s head was rolling on her neck, her eyes were crossed and her tongue was poking out the side of her mouth. She was hearing more tweeting and seeing yellow stars, again like the ones the rabbits saw in cartoons. She staggered forwards, then fell on her bum, resting in the corner, the soles of her feet facing her opponent. Claire loved the sight in front of her right now, Kerry looked yummy in this state. However, the fight did not end until she was out cold so Claire had some more fun to have yet.

Claire bent down and pulled Kerry to her feet once again. Kerry was unsteady on her feet, but Claire managed to get her to stand upright after a few moments, she then spun her right hand around and around her head (mainly for the crowd) then snapped an uppercut right into Kerry’s jaw. Kerry’s head snapped back again. Her eyes glazed over and she fell forwards, her face landing inbetween those firm large breasts belonging to Claire. Claire put her arm around the sleepy beauty and slowly sat down, letting the cute young thing down gently. Kerry’s eyes were half open, and she had a punch drunk smile on her face. Claire stood up, leaving Kerry lying dazed on the mat. She stood one foot next to Kerry’s head and raised the other above it. Then to the crowd’s amusement she stamped on the top of Kerry’s head once, twice, a third and a fourth and final time. Kerry lay there dizzily, she was seeing yellow stars and large pink elephants. Her dreamy hallucinations were a sign she was on the brink of a long sleep. Claire put her arms up again to the loud cheers from the audience. She put her right hand to her right ear to which the crowd knew what was coming and all did a thumbs down. Both men and women wanted this youngster out cold for a long while. Claire bent down and pulled Kerry up to her feet one final time. “Just this last thing sweetie pie.” She said reassuringly to the young brunette. Kerry could no longer think, she just smiled air headedly. Claire kneed her in the stomach and jammed her head between her legs, she looked around at the crowd who cheered loudly and lifted her opponent up so her legs were up in the air, her head down, then Claire dropped hard to her knees, driving Kerry’s head hard into the mat. Kerry’s body jerked and she saw once last mass of stars, before her whole body went limp and she fell onto her front, sprawled on the floor. Her ordeal was over.

Claire slid over to the side of her sleeping opponent and used her feet to push Kerry over onto her back so that the crowd could see her sleeping face. She leant over and brushed the hair out of Kerry’s face to make it clearer to see, then hooked the leg, Vicky yelled back “One, Two, Three and we have a winner!” Claire smiled and stood up, resting her foot on Kerry’s heaving chest for another picture pose, then to humiliate her downed opponent more when she came to, she then rested her foot on Kerry’s face, for more cheers and camera flashed from all the men and women in the audience. Vicky walked into the ring and motioned for the young man who Kerry had been eying to come and carry her over to the sleeping zone, where all the victims of the night would lay before being put to bed at the end. Vicky winked at her friend Claire, Kerry was only the first, she would have other sleeping partners by the end of the night.

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Amelia shuffled down the building steps. She was dressed for her job, a short black skirt, a simple white blouse, and a black vest with the words ‘Police’ written across her chest. Underneath, she wore sheer grey stockings. Her stunning red hair flowed down to her shoulders, and as usual, she looked stunning.

She was walking around the street in her police uniform, watching the people crossing the street at the busy intersection. She kept a close eye on the people that walked past. Today, she wasn’t here on official police business. She was never here on official police business. That was mainly due to the fact that she was not herself a police officer.

She was a spy.

Amelia had worked for the SIS for quite some time now. This morning, she was preparing for a high risk trade off. Inside her purse, she had over half a million dollars. She was looking for the woman in the purple shirt. She was giving her the names of twenty undercover agents working for a radical anarchist group.

“So you enjoy the weather?”

She turned to face the woman behind her, who was wearing a purple shirt. Racking her brain, she remembered the code word.

“Yes, but I prefer the winter.”

The woman smiled, reaching out her hand for her to shake. Inside her palm, Amelia saw the flash drive, and she reached over and grasped it, sliding her purse off her shoulder. The woman took the purse as the two women smiled falsely. She placed the flash drive in her breast pocket, then, with a quick glance around, headed towards her base.

Walking quickly but confidently, she walked down the street. All around, she saw a lot of men and even a few women eyeing her long, slender legs. She smiled them off, however, and continued her focused walk. Eventually, the streets cleared up and she was alone.

“Excuse me, polizia, which way go Downing Street?”

The accent was heavy. She turned to look at who it was.

“Sorry?”

The woman in the large blue sun hat held a map in front of her. There were circles in blue and red ink all around the national landmarks. Judging by her accent, she had come from some Greek or Roman country.

Sighing, she realized that there was no way that the foreigner would understand that she wasn’t a police officer, she gave in and took the map. The tourist moved up to her left, pointing to downing street.

“No, that’s not the right direction. TO get there, you need to move north-”

She began but she was cut off by a sharp stinging sensation in her ass, just above her left leg. She pulled away, sharply, turning to look at her wounds. Looking down, she saw an empty syringe sticking out of her fatty tissue. She yanked it out, to examine it better.

“What the hell is this? What did you give me?” She yelled, angrily.

The woman pulled her hat off, revealing gorgeous dark features and a slender complexion. It took Amelia a second, but she recognized the woman’s beautiful face.

“Maggie?” She asked, blinking.

“Hello darling.” She spoke, softly rubbing grasping Amelia’s shoulder.

“What are doin… what are you doing?” She said, her speech slurring.

She took step back, trying to distance herself from the secret agent, but she found herself stumbling back three or four feet. Maggie Taylor, spy-for-hire, rushed forward to steady her. Maggie and Amelia used to work for the same agency (and date as well) before Maggie decided to go freelance, splitting the two down a rocky road.

Amelia’s legs began feel heavy, her head feeling lightheaded. She blinked a few times, to try and recover, but her vision blurred over and her eyelids started drooping.

“Hey, hey, hey, relax.”

“Noo, get o… get off, I nee… I need…” She tried to argue, her tongue numb. She tried to stand up but her legs felt like lead pipes and she felt so tired, she started to drop. Maggie was there, easing behind her, the soft touch of her hands steadying her. Maggie brushed a strand of hair from Amelia’s face, Amelia shuddering at the touch.

Amelia slumped deeper into Maggie’s soft touch. Her arm weakly flopped against her chest in an effort to push her away. Maggie stepped back, lowering her gently to the floor, her legs sprawling out into the street. Maggie placed a finger on her thigh, gently running her hands against the smooth nylon. Amelia took a sharp breath inwards, her chest heaving suddenly. She struggled to keep her eyelids open. Her head lolled into Maggie’s embrace and, and she mumbled out a few soft sentences.

“Shush now, go to sleep.” Said Maggie softly, stroking the side of her face gently.

“No, let goo of meeeeeee…” She trailed off, her eyes rolling back and her breathing falling into a steady, stable rhythm. Maggie laid her down onto the ground, stripping off her vest. She ran her flinger over the lest, looking for any bulges. Finding nothing, she instead searched her person. Searching her breast pocket, she took a moment to be distracted by her see through shirt, which showed her maroon lace bra clearly.

All of a sudden, she was distracted. Busting Amelia’s blouse open, she cupped her firm, C cups in her hand, playing with them. Almost immediately, her nipples went rock solid. She felt a tightness build up in her own chest, and she quickly moved Amelia to the building across the street, carrying her in her arms.

Tossing her onto the bed, she climbed on top of her seductively. Running her hands down the side of Amelia’s body, she pulled her skirt down of her perfect ass. She tossed it aside and admired the view of the stunning redhead in her lingerie. She reached under her and grabbed her ass, fondling it as she trailed kisses down the side of her neck. Amelia’s unconscious body shuddered at the touch. She slowly started to gyrate her hips, Amelia’s body moving in rhythm as she rose and fell. Quickly, Maggie shoved off her own clothing as well.

She then reached for the strap of Amelia’s bra, sliding it down off to the side. She looked at the gorgeous woman while she trailed kisses down the flat of her stomach, causing Amelia’s back to arch. She remembered a simpler time when the two had been lovers. She moved her hips in slow rhythm, which sped up slightly as Amelia’s movements began to match her own. She moaned loudly, before exploding. Seconds later, Amelia’s back arched, her sleeping body inhaling sharply before collapsing once more onto the bed.

 

Amelia groaned, signaling her waking up. Hurriedly, Maggie dressed herself and went through Amelia's clothing. Searching her shirt, she felt the cold plastic flash drive, and pulled it out. Grinning, she pocketed the disk and disappeared. 

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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!

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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!

 

THE END

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( This fiction story is dedicated to Tanja396 and ALL sleepy fetishists' everywhere) ( It is a semi-autobiographical fiction story. ENJOY!)

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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This story goes back to around 10 years ago, when I was 16. As a bit of backstory a girl my age and I used to play KO games when we had sleepovers, as we reasoned we had to sleep anyway and the knockouts were a lot of fun. We started aged 16 and played until we were both 18. Usually it was just us and the rules were simple, we stopped when one was knocked out; the other being the winner. Sometimes one would just be the victim that once and other times we would have a game of “Hide and KO.” Other times we’d just bonk each other on the head harder and harder until one of us went “out” for the night, though sometimes we were both left in a daze and called it a night there.

My friend were having a KO competition, we were in her bedroom, having got ready for bed and now dressed in our pyjamas, mine being a T-Shirt and loose fitting shorts and her being in pink and blue leggings and a pink top with blue stars, both of us barefoot. Anyway she and I sat on her double bed and played rock paper scissors, the winner would get to choose which game we played and who would be the victim, I won and decided we would just play Victim. I would bonk her over the head and let her have an early night, maybe rag dolling her a bit while she was sleeping, but then going to sleep myself.  We sat opposite each other and I picked up a blackjack we used, sand slammed it hard over her head. She sat there, eyes rolling up, muttering about seeing stars before she slumped forwards.

Half an hour later, her Mum came in to check on us to find me moving her sleeping daughter around on her bed. She was limp like a rag doll and fun to play with.

Her Mum was a professional kick boxer at the time and knew it was a knockout, rather than just her daughter sleeping and was angry, she told me to come downstairs. However, as I was about to get dressed as I was thinking she was going to throw me out the house, she said to stay in my pyjamas and to meet her in the basement (which had a ring and doubled as a training room for her).

So I did as I was told and went down there, leaving my friend sleeping in her room, she wasn't getting up for a while. It was cold down there and I was a scared, my friend's Mom was a big strong woman, (6ft6 tall, pretty muscly, but well-proportioned with size 12 feet) - and being a pro kickboxer whose husband had just left her for another woman, I wasn't sure what she would do in her anger

I was sitting there in a corner, huddled and shaking (for the aforementioned reasons) for probably around 10 minutes, before the door open and in stepped my friend's Mum. She was now wearing a black sports bra, black boxers shorts, her fists were taped up and her big feet were now bare. She motioned to the ring and I meekly stepped into it. She glared at me for a minute, then also stepped in. She started to circle towards me in the ring, and I circled away from her. She had a maddened look in her eyes.

“You men are all the same, using us woman for your fun, not caring about what happens to the women that you use! Now, My poor daughter is suffering from concussion. Is there anything you want to say for yourself?"

 I looked at her "I-I-I'm sorry Ma'am!" I stammered.

 She looked at me; a wicked smile appeared upon her lips. She then said "Well, at least you have apologised, but nobody does that to my daughter. I will have to teach you one hell of a lesson.” She then took a step towards me and hit me in the stomach with her right fist., I doubled over, in pain falling onto my knees. She stepped round behind me and slid her bare foot against one of mine. “Stand up!” she commanded. Still clutching my stomach I did as I was told and stood up, crouching a little with the pain. “I’m not yet done” and with that she then punched me in the shoulder, then kicked me in the thigh. She then stepped back and then forwards bringing her foot up high, spinning as she did so, thus colliding her foot with my temple. Stars exploded into my visual field and I was nearly out on my feet. She could tell she now had me fully at her mercy, “I’m not done” she said and with that she kicked me in the chest and then took another step back. Stepping forwards again she then slammed her right bare foot into my chin. My bare feet left the floor with the force and I flew for a second before I landed on the back of my head in the centre of the ring.

I groggily came to, lying flat on my back, seeing stars dancing around in front of my eyes. I swear I could also hear birds singing. My friend’s mum was smiling, looking at her handy work. I must have been out for a good 5 minutes or so as I had no recollection of her moving into her current position, she was currently kneeling on top of me.

“Ouch, that hurt!” I muttered, putting my hands up to my temples. “I’m seeing stars!”

"You'll be seeing more stars by the time I'm done Mister!" She replied, “However it is a nicer way to see stars” and with that she slid her hand into my shorts, “That’s nice, you are hard for me!” She started to stroke and then brought her lips down to mine. I couldn’t believe my luck. I was concussed and dazed so clearly I was being taken advantage of in that state, by this amazon-like woman, who was gorgeous. She quickly pulled off her clothing and my pyjamas and with her on top she slid her hands and mouth all over my body. I had a whopping great headache, but it was nicely relieved by all the kissing and massaging she was doing to my body.

Finally, when she was done she stood up, sweating and pulled me up too. I was in a total dreamy dazed state now, seeing stars from both the sex and the whack on the head. I staggered naked. She then said “Well thanks for that honey, now sleep!” and with that she punched me in the stomach again, causing me to double over. She then brought her foot high above her head, holding it for a second with her hand, before bringing it down with a monstrous force onto the top of my head. I saw stars yet again and fell forwards onto the mat, this time a small lump forming where her foot had connected.

She stood over me for a minute, leaving me dazed and then stamped on my head, hitting the lump with yet more force, causing my eyes to water and then for everything to fade out and I passed out again, this time for the night.

She then got dressed, dressed a limp me in my pyjamas again and carried me to the spare bedroom, taking care to slam my head against the wall when she laid me down on the bed, causing another lump to rise out of my head. “Sweet dreams honey!” She smiled and with a wicked laugh she bounded off to her own room.

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First I took care of Ling, leaving Melisa, my obsession, for the end. I got her naked and fondled her for half an hour. I enjoyed her tits, butt and pussy. Then I took a needle and injected her enough drug to make her deeply sleep for the rest of the night.

Having done that I took her from her armpits and dragged her outside, to an inner patio. I left her pretty limp helpless and naked body by a red wall. Just for the sake of my preferred fantasy I chopped her on the side of her neck. Her body moved as I did so, and a very weak moan was heard...

Then I went back inside. Melisa was still on the bed, but now she was naked and her arms and legs were spread. I didnt remember to have left her that way, and I was right on that. Suddeenly I heard a voice. Besides the bed on a couch there was awoman in red bikini and with her wet hair in a ponytail. She has my dart gun on her hand pointing at me.

- Hello Jackie, finally I found you..

- H... h... hi Cammy, it has been a long time...

- Yes Jackie, a long time, but you still owe me something...

Then Cammy got naked and ordered me to get naked, which I did. 

- Now you will fondle Melisa and I will record that...

She kept me filming with her video camera and pointing at me with the gun, for an hour.

I did everything to the poor limp Melisa, and everything was duly recorded.

When I was asked to stop I was so tired...

Cammy asked me to get in my knees on the bed, besides Melisa.

- Put your hands on your head...

As I did it, the blackjack came inmediately. It was so strong that I almost fell back... AGH!... But I fell face down on the bed.

Next thing I remember was that I woke up in the trunk of a car and that the car was moving...

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last night i was out with my friend michelle who came back to mines as my wife is on holiday. i went ti bed as i had quite a lot to drink. i dont know how long i was sleeping for but was startled by michelles long hair touching my cheek. i also realised i was naked now and michelle was playing with my balls and dick. i pretended to still be passed out and then she started jacking me off until i came all over myself. i still pretended to be unconscious and she put my boxers back on then disappeared to the other room after passionately kissing my "unconscious" body. this morning we both acted like it never happened ;)

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A NIGHT OF DREAMS

PART ONE

Sophie and I were lying in bed, just after making love. We snuggled up close and I kissed her gently on the neck, where she liked to be kissed, she smiled, kissed me back on the lips, then she turned over.

“I should get to sleep, I have work tomorrow” she whispered quietly, and with that she turned over so that her back was facing me. I smiled, leant over and kissed her gently on the cheek,

“Would you like me to help you sleep?” I asked mockingly, sliding my arm gently round her neck so it was almost like a sleeper hold, though I didn’t tighten my arm. I had never discussed my sleep fetish with her and at the moment the slight thrill was enough.

“You have no idea how much I’d like that!” She replied. I felt myself bulge at the thought and wondered if I should tighten my grip, then she added to her statement “Though I’d rather knock you out.” I was not sure I had heard her correctly, but my heart started thudding hard in my chest and I stopped.

“How would you do that?” I asked, bulging some more. She must have felt me because she turned around to face me and smiled. She lay on top of me, leant in and kissed me full on the lips for a moment before pulling away. She was grinning at me, she leant in again, kissing me, teasing me as she again pulled away, her hands had found their way party on the top of my chest, loosely hold the front of my neck. I leant upwards to kiss her again which she allowed, this time she allowed me to kiss her longer. She then moved herself backwards until I was in a sitting position on the bed, kissing her again and again with her straddling me. After a long while of this position I was very much erect for the second time of the evening. She then pulled away, grinning from ear to ear and looked me in the eyes.

“You know, I always think you are very hot when you are sleeping. Good night!” and with that she very quickly kissed me on the lips again then her hand pushed my chest hard so I fell backwards, She had edged me up into that sitting position to make sure that I would not just land on the pillow.  I fell right back hard and fast and the back of my head slammed hard into the wall.

 

“Ouch!” I groaned loudly, I saw a white flash as the back of my head connected with the wall. I lay there dazed, everything was blurred and started to fade, including the sound. I felt Sophie kiss me on my chest and start working her way down and at that point I completely blacked out.

END OF PART ONE.


 

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