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Lexi had heard about a small gathering for professional bachelors and bachelorettes so she put on her sexiest little black dress and Jimmy Choo pumps and headed over to the party.

Lexi Little Black Dress

When she entered the room she saw several handsome men making small talk with a small group of petite pretty woman. As she stood at the entrance scanning the scene all the men one by one stopped what they were doing and stared in her direction. Lexi was looking very nice in her knee length black dress, high heel pumps and shiny pantyhosed legs. The plunging neckline of her dress drew everyone’s eyes to her ample cleavage. Before long all the men were flirting with her and competing for her attention to the clear annoyance of the other woman. The woman quickly came up with a plan to get rid of Lexi and chose Amber to be the leader. She asked the men if they would run out and get more wine and it would give the girls a chance to ‘freshen up’. The men reluctantly agreed to leave Lexi’s side and once they were out the door Amber approached Lexi. “You need to leave… NOW.” She said with a lot of attitude for such a skinny little girl. Lexi put her hands on her hips and stood her ground. She wasn’t going anywhere. The two woman stared each other down waiting for the other to make a move. The other skinny girls started to inch closer until they formed a loose circle around Lexi. “Why do I have to leave?” Lexi asked, trying to stall for time. “Because you and your big tits are getting all the action!” another tiny girl screeched. Lexi took a step back and spread her legs into a fighting stance. “Fuck all you skanks!” Lexi spat. “Last chance, whore.” Amber said threateningly. While Lexi was distracted with Amber one of the other skinny bitches snuck up behind her with a wine bottle raised over her head. Amber gave her a nod and she swung the bottle and landed a hard blow to the back of Lexi’s head. Lexi grunted at the impact and staggered a few steps, teetering on her high heels. Her eyes went crossed and she dropped to her knees. She swayed back and forth on her knees but still wouldn’t go down. “HIT HER AGAIN!” one of the other skinny bitches yelled. Once again the wine bottle came crashing down onto Lexi’s head with a thud. This time her eyes rolled up into her head, she gave a long sexy moan and slowly fell forward onto her face with her ass up in the air. The skinny bitches exchanged high fives then turned their attention to Lexi. “Roll the bitch over”. Amber ordered. The skinny girl gang did as ordered and now Lexi lay unconscious, spread-eagled on her back, with the girls all standing around staring down at her. “She IS kinda pretty”. One girl commented. “SHUT UP!” Amber snapped annoyed. Amber planted a bare foot on Lexi’s face and raised her arms in a victory pose while the other girls snapped pics with their cell phones. “So girls, let’s have a look at what the boys were so interested in.” Amber said tauntingly as she pulled Lexi’s top off. Lexi’s huge beautiful tits spilled out and jiggled into place. “Oh my!” One skinny girl gasped at the site of them! “Wow.” Another skinny girl added. “I said, SHUT UP!” Amber screamed. “Get her out of here before the guys get back!” “What’ll we do with her?” “Stuff her in the trunk of my car and take her home”. Two small girls took hold of Lexi’s arms and dragged her limp body toward the garage. Lexi’s tits swayed and bounced around sexily. Even KO’d Lexi was sexier than any of the skinny bitches. By the time they managed to get Lexi into the trunk her heels had fallen off, her pantyhose were ripped to pieces and her dress was torn and falling off. They backed up to Lexi’s home and dumped her onto the driveway like a bag of trash and drove off. Lexi awoke a short time later and stumbled punch drunk into the house. She immediately started plotting her revenge….

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Sleuth in Stasis

A Jacky Graham, PI, adventure

 

 

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1. A Hard Night's Day

It had been a hard night, a hard day, a hard week. Work was frantic. There seemed to be any number of errant wives requiring observation, errant husbands requiring checking out and shadowing, missing relatives, employees suspected of peculation, security queries.

'Cool Beans!...but..phew!' thought the hardworking private investigator Jacky Graham. Late nights observing until 10 or 11, snatching an all-too-brief night's sleep at home with husband R ichard, up at 6 for more obervations, then office in Glasgow for work, investiagtions, meetings. No time for personal pleasures!

'I can do hee haw else..I'm either going to need serviced offices or look at taking on a receptionist' she thought. Taking all the calls on iphone was fine, but very restricing while in the car and trying to be unobtrusive.

Of course, the compensation was that money flowed in, school fees for the kids were paid; keeping some back for a receptionist, even temporary, seemed a good move. Besides, she had taken on a very engrossing- and remunerative- case, that of Lucy Bonnington of Kilmarnock, whose employers felt certain that she was removing monies but could not see how. Jacky applied her accounting knowledge and had come up with a theory of what was going on and her patrons had agreed to give this a shot before reluctantly bringing in expensive forensic accountants. This meant a great deal of observation of comings and goings from Ms Bonnington's premises and where possible, a tail when she went out. Jacky applied her usual diligence and effort and felt she had acquitted herself well. The company directors were encouraged.

It was 12th March when Jacky had another new case; or at least half new. Mr Bonnington came to see her at her Glasgow office to enlist her able services in keeping tabs on his wife Lucy! It transpired that they had separated shortly before Jacky had begun operations for Lucy's employers (though Jacky did not disclose her employment of course).Mr Bonnington believed that his wife had been displaying marked lesbian tendencies and he wished Jacky to confirm these for the divorce papers which would follow.

'Gol-LY! That's the straw that broke the camel's back...' the overworked 49 year old PI declared and that same day she engaged Julie, a friend's 19-year-old daughter to man the phone in the office in George Street, Glasgow, whilst her patron padded the pavements, night and morn, of Southwest Scotland.

In fact, snooping Lucy Bonnington's movements for two clients rather than one involved little extra time in observation as Lucy was already receiving a great deal of Jacky's attention, as the fee and urgency demanded. It was reporting time that was additionally required and Jacky could not really ask anyone else to undertake that. It was husband Richard and the kids who lost out.

During the next two weeks, Jacky coped well and Julie settled into her new role, making her way to the office by X77 bus every day from Symington and acclimatizing to the telephone work.

On 27th March, Jacky received a call from Julie with a request to visit a new client,

Mrs Aston, at her address in Kilmarnock the next day. As this was only around the corner from Lucy Bonnington's abode in a well heeled suburb of Killie, Julie thought it made sense for Jacky to pay a house visit rather than come back to Glasgow to receive Mrs Aston at the office. Jacky wasn't so sure- the office was decorated to impress client's with her efficiency and industriousness and so back up her website advertising. House calls, unchecked, might be risky although what little there was on Mrs Aston on Google appeared to check out. Jacky confirmed the 2.30 appointment and decided to spend time that morning on other cases that also required urgent attention, attend Mrs Aston at 2.30 then observe the Bonnington residence for the afternoon, return home to take her daughter to her violin lesson in Kilmarnock, and resume observation through early evening.

Jacky spent the morning dealing with client matters in Ayr and Maybole, then drove to Kilmarnock along the A77 to he appointment with Mrs Aston, taking the trouble to pass by Lucy Bonnington's house en passant.

As she passed, Jacky was astonished to see that the door appeared to be slightly open- more than ajar! Yet Lucy was normally at work on a Wednesday afternoon an never seemed to have visitors at that time. If she were sick maybe...? An iphone call to Lucy's employers in the town centre revealed that she was at work but out on an errand. Maybe this was part of how she operated her fraudulent scheme?

A moment's thinking time and Jacky made a decision on the hoof...she would park nearby and snoop inside. illegal, but if challenged she would say she was passing to see the owner about selling a brand of religion and had been concerned to note the

door open. If not challenged...well, there might be evidence to hand which would clinch matters for either or both of her interested clients! Too choice and tasty a chance to miss.....

Phoning direct on her iphone to let Mrs Aston know she would be delayed, she obtained an engaged notice and left a message. Jacky had power-dressed to see her client in blue Jacket, mauve blouse and midi skirt and black pumps, but changed rapidly in the back of her car into her less striking 'observational' gear of black top and trousers with black flats on her fair feet, her mane of golden hair uncovered..

Approaching the house, Jacky looked striking, impressive and pretty as always, but more a casual caller than too professionally dressed. She carried her red bag on her shoulder which contained iphone and her personal 'handbag' effects.

The door was still open, and Jacky edged in, looking nervously about and mouthing a quiet 'Hel-LO!' which was not intended to alert the occupier unless very nearby.

No answer. No sound. Nothing stirred. No occupier angrily demanding to know why she stood in the house. An imposing Victorian 3 bed semi from the outside, internally it appeared modern.

The pretty PI drew confidence and with her usual self-assurance, began to slowly and quietly creep in the direction of the nearest room.

The sexy snoop toyed with the idea of removing her flats and as she always preferred, going completely silent in her bare feet but decided that should the owner appear, it would look suspicious and be pretty hard to explain away. Jacky didn't look the hippy who might habitually go barefooted, so the flats stayed on.

2. Tainted Ayr of Old Killie and its Petrified PIe

The first room, at the front, proved to be the living room with TV, table and other comforts. Other than a couple of letters confirming Lucy's name and address Jacky found nothing relevant to her search. 'Don't give a scooby for those!' she thought. Knowing time must be pressing, the daring detective moved swiftly on, hoping to come across an office or study, which might prove most rewarding.

Briefly checking out what proved to be a bathroom, the intrepid investigator quietly opened the next door to find a dimly lit room indeed. Unusually, this room boasted a spring door but a quick flash of light from Jacky's trusty iphone illuminated what appeared to be the mature blonde Scot's hoped-for eldorado, the paydirt she had dreamt of on entering for her illegal snoop. This seemed to be an office! Jacky Graham PI slipped into the room, silent but for the springdoor closing with a click behind her.

The intrepid investigator cast the light from the iphone about the dim room, getting her bearings, looking for a filing cabinet or something else which might contain documents. Glimpses showed that the window had been boarded over by nailed planks: there had to be a reason for that. Conscious of contents inside the room and feaful of burglary?Door seems a bit odd...taped around the periphery. Chairs, a desk! Jacky rifled through the contents of the drawers with a sense of urgency...Lucy might return at any moment!

What was this? The pert PI looked closer. It looked like a purchase document for...chemicals? But over there- bank statements! In her ex husbands name too...some of these might be useful!

Papers stuffed into the pockets of her black satiny elasticated trousers,Jacky cast about for anything else before making an exit.Cool beans, and tot siens Lucy!

Hang on....What was that though?

Hiiiiisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Just heard that..was too busy to take notice earlier, hells bells, she thought...what's that odour?...Oh..MAN!! GAS!!

Now she shone the iphone again, she could make out a smoky substance she had been too engrossed to notice before. It was starting to fill the room..she had been breathing it in! For how long?

Jacky Graham ran for the door, slammed into it, pulled...LOCKED! She pulled several times, to no avail, then pushed and slammed into it...no effect!

Running to the window, fell over over a stool on the floor with a shin-bruising clatter, then pulling feverishly at the planks nailed into the wall- 'Can't...shiFTT...UHH!..'

Jacky tried to keep calm, remember what she could- the gas might be thinnest nearer the round...but if she just stayed there, in the end she would succumb. Try the door again!.. running..

Suddenly, Jacky found her legs wouldnt work! Or her arms or body..she toppled to the floor, onto her breasts, her front, bruising but felt nothing, body twisted, left arm under her body, head to one side..but could no longer move!

But she could see- and still speak!

'HELP!' she Scottish sleuth cried out, genuinely terrified.   'HELP!'

No longer worried about being caught. Terrified she might never move again. Maybe poison gas, it might kill her? Jacky hadn't been gassed or chloroformed very often before, but sufficiently to expect dizziness foollowed by room swaying before it all got swalled up in a whirlpool of darkness. She awaited this stoically. But it didn't come!

Minutes passed. Seemed like hours. Gas filled the room. She could no longer help but breathe it, copiously, gulping it down in her fear. She heard a lick. Was that the door?

Then the smoke seemed to thin. She could see with her right eye, head to one side. Couldn't move though, except her eyeballs. The smoke cleared, after a few more minutes.

And a foot, female, shoed, clumped down next to Jacky's immobile head!

The black-clad detective lay, motionless, helpless, beside the foot. Jacky looked up with her right eye. Lucy Bonnington towered over her.

'Hello!' Lucy opened the conversation with a friendly smile. 'Mrs Jacky Graham, I think?'

Mrs Graham blinked an eye in confirmation. 'Yes..can you help? What's happened to me?'

'Well well, Mrs Graham, how nice to meet you like this! What's happened to you? Youv'e fallen into a trap, of course, Just like a rat, i believe? You know, the trap where the rat goes through a tunnel and a little wooden door drops down behind it, entrapping it in its little prison to be experimented upon? That's just what you have done. Came through my door, it locks behind you. To immobilise you, you got gassed, I'm afraid.'

'But...why?' Jacky asked quaveringly, despite her inward terror.

Lucy picked up the helpless 49 year old's unfeeling, unmoving ankles, gripped them tightly and commenced dragging Jacky's dead weight out of the dim room, into the hallway. Then up the stairs- a strain even on the 35 year old Lucy Bonnington, who took it slowly, as if anxious not to let the ascent bump Jacky's head, any more than necessary. Lucy spoke to her captive audience as she dragged Jacky along.

'Because of the reason you are here of course. You are onto me. I know, because a friend of mine at work let drop, who you were and what you are up to. I couldn't just sit back and wait for the net to close on me. So I set a little trap. I knew a private eye like you couldn't begin to resist an open door. A false appointment around the corner'. 'She imitated Mrs Aston. 'A rat you are and as a rat you behave and as a rat I have trapped you! I thought it might be easy just to crack you over the head as you walked in, but I didn't want to risk killing you- yet- and if I messed up, I didn't relish having to fight you, 15 years younger though I may be. Gas seemed the answer.You can't go out and buy such gasses of course- much too illegal. But it's amazing what you can learn by surfing terror supported websites! A simple to make compound, I'm quite proud of myself!' she added.'

'How did you know me?' Jacky enquired, transfixed by the flood of information.Bump..bump..bump...

'Googling your website of course. Once I'd been told who you are, it was easy. Plus you do have a small internet footprint from your past higher profile cases.And of course, now I realised why I had seemed to see such a lot of you around town over the past few weeks..or months. You are quite striking in appearance, Mrs Graham. Married you may be...but you are very...attractive. Even fanciable.I saw that the moment I clapped eyes on you in your website. I said..mmmm..I'd like some of her! I like the mature, experienced woman.'

'Will...will the gas wear off? The paralysis?' The big question. The one the paralysed PI feared the answer to most, but had to know!

'Yes. It won't kill you, you'll want to know that I expect. It's an odd substance. Initially causes motor paralysis, say half an hour. Then it progresses on to remove the power of speech. Finally after another few minutes it will knock you out well and truly, for hours. You've had a good dose, you'll be out quite a long time I expect. Several hours- I know, i tested it on rabbits.'

Jacky gulped. This sounded grim. She hadn't told anyone where she was going other than to Mrs Aston. The blonde beauty was glad to hear it wasn't poison though. Time to come back later.

They had reached the top of the stairs and Lucy turned a corner ,dragging the recumbent caledonian lass into a bedroom containing a king-sized double bed.

With great strain, fortitude and endeavour, Lucy managed to pick Jacky up and haul her dead weight on top of the bed, placing her slack, immovable limbs into an appropriate St Andrews cross arms and legs wide apart, spreadeagling the gassed woman on top of the bed.

For a short time the younger woman lay panting, tired out, next to the gas-paralysed 49 year old.

'What are you going to do to me?' Jacky asked at last, calm having come over her now. She had to get home to Richard and the kids!

'Well, you're the detective! ' Lucy responded chuckling.' You tell me. Why do you think I would bring you into my bedroom and splay you out on top of my bed?,'

Jacky gulped again. That was obvious, she supposed. Lucy had already said she found Jacky attractive. 'Alright,... so I guess you're going to have your way with me now. ...but...Long term then?' she added. Speech seemed a bit more difficult, now.

'I don't know yet. One of us will have to go. Of course. You or me. Haven't decided yet. It's easy to do a dirty deed, the problem is in tidying up the traces.I aim to get it right. You won't stay here. Tonight we'll transfer you somewhere else, away from prying eyes...'

'Hard to believe the bitch hasn't planned my murder like everything else' surmised Jacky. Hang on...'We will transfer?' she asked.

Lucy Bonnington ignored the query.

'i've seen reports in the local paper online that you are nicknamed 'the barefoot detective' because you have a penchant for snooping around in your bare feet'. Lucy stated, standing up. 'I'm rather disappointed at you. Didn't i merit your trademark investigation technique? You're wearing flats! Let's put that right....'

With a faint swoosh, Lucy slipped each shoe from Jacky's insensate feet, revealing each high-arched sole, with its translucent covering of hard, white, leathery- tough skin and ingrained grit from frequent use, which could not be removed even by regular showering. Balls and pads of the feet displayed additional hard skin around the well-used base. Lucy could see that this was a woman who went barefooted a lot: soft upper skin and pedicured toenails painted red offset those tough leathery soles with particular contrast, while the overall shape of each foot was a combination of strikingly sexy curves. Lucy couldn't help herself, sucking and gnawing greedily at Jacky's bared feet, savouring her tangy, peds for two whole minutes as the helpless PI gazed at her, powerless to protect her own body!

'Very nice' Lucy understated. 'But it's time we got less formal and settled down to have some fun. Well...when I say we shall have fun..I mean me, really. You're not going to be doing too much for quite some time.'. Jacky looked up, her expression a mixture of fear, frustration and contempt.

The villainous victrix pulled at the sleuth's black trousers and tugged them off of her heavy, well muscled but entirely unresisting swimmers legs, the raised the PI's unpowered torso to toll her black top up over her head and slack arms, letting the torso drop limply back onto the bed. Jacky lay in her underwear, white bra and panties. Searching the prone woman's handbag, Lucy smartly switched Jacky's iphone OFF. 'You won't need that now'. she remarked.

'Enjoy yourself for now. You will have... long to regret what you are about to do'. The mature PI hissed, so far as her decaying speech would permit. But she was thinking..' at least her attention keeps me alive...for now.'

'I'd gag you if it wern't that your voice is about to go anyway!' Lucy chided. 'You Rat! You work and work at doing me down and now your own stupidity gets you auht in a simple trap! I'm going to enjoy having you, instead of your husband!'

The angry young woman lashed out, her fist crunching in Jacky's unprotected sex. Despite her paralysis, the prone detective's eyes widened in pain

Pushing the pain-wracked powerless PI onto one side, Lucy unfastened her white bra and released it, pulling it free of her unmoving arms to reveal her taut, hard-nippled, pert breasts, round and good sized even at 49. Lucy Bonnington lay on the bed alongside the powerless private eye, one finger twiddling Jacky's right nipple as her lips nipped and sucked at the left.

'Let's make love' Lucy said, and in a a few moments had stripped naked, clothes thrown on the floor alongside the unwilling, but captured, private detective's. AI few moment's tugging more and the impotent investigator lay completely naked on the bed next to her nude captor.

Jacky lay silent, eyes gazing big and silent in mournful resignation, clouding with increasing weariness and giddy, dizzy tiredness....

Lucy's fingers moved in to play with the PI's punched pussy, then she moved down the bed to allow her mouth and tongue to work at the downed woman's clit and sex, sucking and nibbling alternately. Jacky could only gaze down along her own body and between her own two pert breats see a column of brown wavy hair working up and down at her paralysed vagina.

The giddiness and tiredness whirled overwhelming and with a deep sigh, Jacky succumbed to gas-induced unconsciousness, knocked out at last.

It was 3.10pm and Lucy commenced prolonged sexual intercourse with her now-unconscious tormentor, the blonde veteran investigator who had burst destructively into her life. Rubbing clit to clit, pussy to knocked-out mouth and finally penetrating the defeated detective with a long hard dildo, the angry, frightened woman took her revenge on the gassed-out Jacky.

By 5.15 she had down and she slide down to sleep next to her used, cum-covered opponent/lover wrapt deep in her own forced slumber, arms around her in mock derisive protection.

Jacky began to come to around 8.20pm, when she awoke to find herself still naked but tied to a chair in the office in which she had been gassed. She saw, swimming before her, Lucy ....and her supposed client, Lucy's husband! She ached all over her body!. The Ayrshire scots lass, ex SA and ex USA, had been insensible when Mr Bonnington arrived and quite unknowing that he too had sucked on and enjoyed her bare feet, cumming in great spots over her naked, sexy crinkled soles and ramming into the senseless snoops slack mouth.

The villainous pair had then two-person carried the knocked-out 49 year old's limp body, held under armpits and knees, to the top of the stairs. Lucy had insisted Jacky be placed on the stairs limp, feet downward, then pushed her head and torso up and over to watch it tumble heavily, slack as a limp noodle or sack of potatoes to fetch bonelessly at the foot of the stairs , a muddle of splayed limbs.

Those limbs were now ankles fastened to chair legs, hands tied behind her back, head drooped forward after hours of gassed insensibility.

'Good evening Mrs Graham, nice to have you back with us' Lucy sneered. 'I think you already know Jamie'.

Too weary and weak to react, Jacky just stared hopelessly at the diabolical couple. She had been set up. Her own reports to a 'client' had been fed right back to her target. The hunter was made the hunted. Tested, trapped and captured with ease. She felt used, knew she had been used. it had saved her, so far.

'Time to travel now to a safer location, Mrs Graham' said Jamie.

'Your last residence, probably' added Lucy. 'You will be travelling undercover. That is, undercover of a laundry bag. But I expect, with your modus operandi, youre pretty used to that.

This was true, Jacky thought. But usually she had no inkling of it, her unconscious body transported obliviously to wake up in another place, another time and trying to piece together what had been happening to her whilst she was out. This time she might see it from the inside and knew what was happening beforehand.

'Gas her again' Lucy said.

'No...please...' Jacky whimpered, pleading.

'Never mind, Mrs Graham! When you come to, you will be somewhere else, somitime later. You won't know much about it.. Sweet dreams, you meddling menace..enjoy your dreams while you can.'

They left the room.

'At least I'm going to wake up' thought Jacky. 'So they aren't intending to kill me yet. But I just HAVE to hold on, wait for a break..Richard, kids...don't give up on me..I'll get back to you..somehow!'

SSSSSSssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..........

____________________________________________________

Stuffed into a laundry bag, still conscious but paralysed, the naked, helpless sleuth shared the limited space with her clothes, shoes and handbag, felt the impacts as her body took blows as the swinging bag connected with doorposts, then a final crump as the bag was dropped into the car trunk by Mr Bonnington, who appeared to be removing his clothes and possessions and leaving his ex.

He drove off, his ex making her way separately.

Inside the bag, Jacky felt the cold begin to bite into her nude form. She concentrated on her family even as she once more lost consciousness, the car speeding into the dark night with its unseen, closeted, captured, unconscious passenger in the boot.

The other property was reached in about 15 minutes and Jamie removed the bag containing the now deeply unconscious woman and carried the heavy inert weight into the house. Closing the door, Jamie dropped the dead weight with a dull thud, the dragged the gassed girl out of the sack feet first, dragging her along the floor for a few yards, enjoying the sight of her naked body and her ams and hair dragging in slipstream behind her.

Jamie realised he had about 30 minutes before his girlfriend arrived. Whilst Jacky had not particularly attracted him, finding the 49 year old a little too mature for his 32 years, the sight of her limp, inert and senseless nude body at his mercy stimulated him. But he didnt want to be caught in flagrante by Lucy.

He lay down on the floor next to the cold form of the duped detective; he began to hug and kiss her face, neck and body, warming her, his lips roaming ever more passionately over her pert breasts and french kissing her slack mouth. Her smooth skin aroused him and the tight arcs of her blue lined, closed eyes, beneath which he found, on raising a lid gingerly, just a hint of blue iris rolled up into a white orb.

Emboldened, Jamie removed his trousers, standing up to enjoy the downed Scots woman some more. Picking up Jacky's ankles, bare feet flopping loose and uncontrolled, he grasped both feet to roll his penis between the soles unitl he fountained cum upon the crinkled arcs! Fearful of discovery, the spent Scotsman used his handkerchief to mop off the excess from Jacky's used soles, then dropped them inertly to the carpet.

Shortly after, Lucy arrived.

'You haven't been toying with the goods, have you?' Lucy spat sharply at her partner, who nodded negatively, dishonestly. Lucy bent down and ran her right index finger around the ball of drugged detective's right foot and up into the shapely high arch.

'Right, so this stickiness means she's been walking through treacle I expect! Liar... dont you think I can't smell your spent cum?'

'What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander, Lucy- I know what you've been up too also..' Jamie defended himself.

'Well, now isn't the time to fall out' Lucy backed off. 'I know wev'e discussed this in planning, but now we're here, lets think carefully before we take the plunge.'

'OK', said Jamie. 'Let me spell it out again. This interfering old bitch (here he turned to kick crossly at the downed Jacky's right breast, causing her body and breast to wobble, resonating for a few seconds)...this interfering old bitch has found out quite a lot about what you have been up to at work and probably told your bosses of the evidence she has. They're onto you, no mistake.'

'But how will killing her help? They'll still be onto me- us-and just engage some other snoop instead. Either way, topping her probably just means we get 20 years instead of 3.'

'Maybe, sweetheart. We have 3 options. Run, hide or see it through. If we run now, we can't take much loot with us and where do we run to? I'm dual nationality Scottish and Canadian, but do n't think they can't extradite us from Canada. And nowhere else will want us. If we hide, we spend forever as paupers grubbing out an existence in fear of a and from the shadows taking us.

If we see it through- dispose of this slutty, stupid, middle-aged sleuth, (he poked Jacky's flaccid face with his toe, pushing her limp head from right to left) dispose of her body - they may not get the evidence to move against us at all. There will be uncertainty, but not for that long.'

'OK conceded Lucy. But we have to off her and dispose of her corpse without leaving a trace. That's never so straightforward. Yes, we can gas her, smother or strangle her whenever we wish, but how to dispose of the body? At least waiting a day or two and doing the deed at the hired house in Galston removes it from my immediate vicinity.'

'My friend Robin runs a passenger pleasure boat on loch Lomond' said Jamie.' Remember him? I told you of this. I'll hire the boat for an evening. You draw him to one side and get to work on him whilst I carry the bag with our Mrs Graham weighted down inside, onto the boat, which I can run out speedily into the loch. Then drop her overboard in the black night to feed the fishes of the loch. I dont expect Robin will be too pleased, but we can get around that.'

'I remember' said Lucy, but its not that straightforward if Robin won't play with me or sees the bag. How about just finding a place where cliffs stand right over the sea? Maybe heads of Ayr, or the Barssie Banks? Or even Mull of Galloway?'

'Seas have tides and she may get washed up, even weighted down. They will find out what happened then'

'Ok, we have time to debate this later- I'm tired' said Lucy. 'Let's get the cow down for the night'.

Jamie took the unconscious investigator under the armpits, Lucy took her knees and head drooped lazily forward, arms and lower legs and feet dangling and jiggling floppily. Jacky was carried into the bathroom and again dropped, with a dull, clanging thud, into the bath where she lay utterly still and inert, her lower right leg hanging by the knee out of the bathtub foot pendant and dangling loose, unfeeling and unmoving.

The laundry bag with Jacky's clothes, shoes and handbag was thrown carelessly into the bathroom beside their stupefied, out-cold owner. The bathroom door was then sealed and with another fiendish hisssss, the still-unknowing Jacky was gassed yet again.

'That'll keep her out for the night' Lucy stated, satisfied. The wicked couple retired to bed, leaving the kidnapped, very gassed cutie to her dark, deep involuntary slumber in the bath all night, the bathroom door locked from the outide.

3. Grapple in Galston

Lucy came down to the bathroom at about 7.30am. Jamie had gone to work- appearances had to be maintained- and she wanted to check on her captive, as Jamie had done before he left., Lucy peeked through the spyhole they had inserted into the door to see the intrepid but inert private eye still laying precisely where she had been dropped hours ago during the night; not a muscle moved, head slumped against her chest. Opening the door, the naked Lucy, holding her towel, stepped into the bathroom jauntily.

'Sorry, sleepyhead, i need toilet and shower' grinned Lucy. Presumably Jamie had seen to his business and washed, not showered, with the unconscious, denuded Scotswoman lying in close proximity- probably he had touched her up as he prepared to go. Lucy needed a good shower and then wanted to enjoy her day with her sex toy before possibly disposing of her that night.

Lucy stopped for a few minutes to pick up and examine Jacky's limp right hand, examining her flaccid, half curled fingers, not controlled for present yet formerly holding and touching so much.Lucy sucked at the fingers, tongue working into the slack palm. Likewise she picked up the captured woman's loose 49 year old right foot, held it to her lips, sucked and gnawed greedily upon it,tongue working into the high sexy cured arch, the foot no longer transport or weapon, for now just a sex toy.

Finally she used the limp foot to stimulate her pussy, then dropped the foot, allowing it to swing helplessly for some seconds before falling still.

Holding the inert woman by her right wrist and ankle, Lucy hauled her from the bath onto the floor in one movement and dragged her by the ankles two yards toward the doorway. Lucy took a roll of duct tape she had brought downstairs and cutting with a pair of scissors, taped Jacky Grahams ankles together and her wrists together also, but behind her bare back. Lucy lay down beside the insensible investigator, hugging her, kissing her French style and rubbing bare breasts and pussies. Having started her day doing things to her hated hunter that she knew would be against her will, to start the day off, Lucy then stood up. Jacky was left lying on her right side as Lucy stepped over her inanimate form into the bath and beneath the shower.

As she showered and bathed herself clean, Lucy gazed at the completely inanimate form of the gassed detective, nude from head to foot and still soiled from the use made of it over the past 18 or so hours. She had to keep an eye on Jacky- the foxy ferret of facts would come around soon and Lucy wasn't taking any chances.

Feeling clean and fresh, the sassy, sexy Ms Bonnington deliberately stepped on Jacky as she dismounted the bath, using her yielding soft still flesh as a footstall.

She was going to get dressed, but feeling horny, decided on more fun with her captive.

Picking Jacky up by her ankles, she dragged the helpless Scots South African into the living room/lounge and as she did so, the rubbing on her back stimulated the suppressed snoop into a series of moans as she started o come round.

'Back with us, Mrs Graham?' sneered the villainous office worker. 'Had a good nap?'

Jacky saw it was daytime and that she had been out, all night. Despite the forced nature of her slumber, she felt rested and not too fatigued, despite the aches and pains of the tribulations her body had suffered. But she was weak with hunger and the effects of the gas to which she had been repeatedly subjected.

'Yes.....thanks..' returning consciousness enabled her to stammer.

'Well, Ill just put you out again for some more fun' Lucy added, spitefully.

'No.......no..please!' Jacky pleaded. 'Last day? Want to see some of it, even sex. Please..please don't gas me again. I'll ..co-operate..maybe try some bondage games?'

The sharp sleuth's mind was working again, even after many hours of gas-clouded oblivion. She realised that she had to stay awake, avoid being gassed, if she were to have any chance of engineering an escape and seeing home again. At least the house was warm and being naked was not a discomfort, albeit highly embarrassing.

Lucy gave it thought, 'Ok,- you and me a bondage session. I'll fetch some rope and tie some looped manacles to the four legs of my bed, Get you upstairs and we'll make out. This could all go on some time, you know, so if your'e good you'll see your home again.' Lucy added, dishonestly.

Twenty minutes later, Lucy returned. 'OK, ready. I'll have breakfast and take you up.'

'I need to use the toilet after being unconscious all night unless you want the house to get seriously messy. And some food and drink, if you want your fun to be as good as you like.'

Lucy pondered.

'OK, I'll loose your hands but leave your legs tied. Hop into the bathroom, do what needs to be done and wash. Then hop to the door and I'll re-tie your hands. Then I'll give you some of my breakfast. But I'll be using a spyhole to watch you and if I see even ONE wrong move in the bathroom, I'll turn on the gas and that's that.'

Jacky nodded assent. She complied with her captor's wishes, barring a single sweep downwards when the cunning blonde detective pretended to drop some toilet paper; in picking it up she also released a a retractable blade in a ring on her right hand which all but severed the duct tape around her ankles.

Wrists rebound, the irrepressible investigator hopped to the table for breakfast then as directed, hopped slowly up the stairs one by one, as Lucy climbed behind her, wielding a small fruit knife. The climb was tiring but the earlier refreshment had made Jacky feel ten times how she had felt upon awakening.

Coming to Lucy's bedroom, Jacky spied out of the window- she was in a property with a rustic setting, quite unlike the Kilmarnock house she had entered yesterday. She had clearly been transported here during the night. As she halted to observe, the Scots South African was prodded by the knife and as directed, she lay upon the bed.

Lucy sliced the duct tape from around Jacky's wrists, then began to try to tie Jacky's right wrist in a ring of rope secured to ne of the legs of the bed whilst keeping the knife menacingly poised. In so doing, the knife slipped and in a moment, the vigilant vixen had crashed her other arm into Lucy's arm, dashing the knife into a corner of the room! As she did so, Jacky swung to her feet, simultaneously severing the tape about her slim ankles and for the first time since the torment began, Jacky Graham stood toe to toe with her tormentor on equal terms!

The two naked women faced off briefly, the tall blonde 49 year old at 5 feet 8, about 2 inches taller and better built than her 35 year old redheaded opponent. Filled with anger at her treatment and desperation to get home, the sexy mature investigator threw herself at her opponent, determined not to let her recover the knife, determined to end matters before the age difference, or loss of stamina due to her tribulations could make a difference. The initial momentum of Jacky's charge carried the battling pair outside of the bedroom into the narrow hallway and the two women clinched, tried to head butt, tried to scratch and pull and to land short, ineffective punches into soft flesh, technique abandoned, fury raging.

At last they tripped and fell to the floor, rolling, hissing, punching, trying to bite or gain a momentary advantage, trying to knee upward but with no space for leverage: they began to tumble, slowly, lengthwise, down the stairs, taking painful jars and knocks on the way down, naked bodies still in long contact, writhing, clutching, straining to hold the enemy down from inflicting a blow and trying to make a blow of one's own.

The two combatants reached the hallway downstairs in a jumble of bare arms and legs, bodies locked rolling in a trial of strength, life or death, imprisonment or freedom, fame or freedom all fuelling the dire struggle, adrenalin pumping wildly, pain ignored, even thrust away unfelt, nervous, mental, physiological and physical components fully stretched in confrontation which would alter the pattern of life subsequently.

The strain and effort were too much to allow of dialogue other than hissing of the most basic of oaths and insults, toes scrabbling for a purchase on the carpet, fingers locked in combat, every muscle straining, faces grimacing with anxiety and issue of power.

Time ticked past- 15 minutes, seemingly hours and eternity to the adversaries, in a self contained relativity continuum. At last Jacky managed to tear herself back off of her opponent and get to her feet, breath gasping, greedily sucking oxygen to fuel further effort from tiring limbs. Lucy too clambered upright, breasts heaving and also imbibing the energy-giving element.

Then the combatants set to again, crashing into one another in a desperate, life-questing charge for supremacy that meant the world, life and freedom to each, arms clutching, breasts smashing into one another, fists pummeling yet seeking to give no opening, faces taking short-pulled blows, clinched then pulling apart, whirling around, one the ground then up again, smashing into furniture, teeth gritted, saliva foaming, naked soles straining for purchase on the carpet, chaos in miniature without any external viewer.

Jacky knew she had fought better than she ever thought she could, finding reserves of stamina nd toughness she never knew she had but for this battle for life and family. But after all she had been through in the past day, strength was beginning to wane, to ebb. Against this, younger, fresher, also-desperate opponent, the pretty PI realised that she had to find something special else she were done, finished- for good!

In the next clash, Jacky held back a little, seemingly cautious and the vampish villainess instinctively understood that she was on top, thrusting aggressively forward, seeking to end the matter. As Lucy came on, jacky fell back, till Ms Bonnington charged in incautiously. The daring detective thrust out her right leg, tangling into the oncoming 35 year old's legs and pitching her forward to the floor!

Sidestepping smartly, Jacky Graham twirled, pivoting on her left foot, her right bare foot snap-kicking, crashing into the prone miscreant's jaw, snapping her head to one side, rolling her over. Dazed and groggy, Lucy clambered gamely up, body straining to keep going, only to meet another ferocious kick from the now-smiling snoop, this time to her left breast, crashing her back onto a tall wall unit, pain coursing through her breast and now her back! Lucy slumped toward the floor, back to the unit, legs giving way, knees bending and unable to stand.

Jacky bent down, grabbing the failing fraud by the shoulder, pulling her forward and around, fist pulling back as she prepared to pull Lucy upright, administer the coup de grace, complete her victory and make home while finishing the case!

Pushed to the edge of the unit by Lucy Bonnington's impact, a heavy bronze air force eagle proudly displayed atop the unit immediately above the slumped villainess was finally dislodged by Jacky's movement, plummeting down on target for the top of Lucy's dome until one wing bounced off of a jutting ledge, deflecting the dense metal object directly on top of the successful sleuth' crown! Impact softened a little by Jacky's mane of blonde hair, the heavy metal ornament cracked her skull with dizzying effect.

'WHUPP'

'AINgHH!' gasped the shocked snoop, jacknifing upwards, dazed and confused, mind whirling, ' raticus!-was Jamie back'?

In a trice the near- beaten gasser got to her feet, as the hitherto-successful blonde detective stumbled for support, releasing Lucy.

Now it was a partly-recovered Lucy who grasped Jacky's shoulder, whirled her about and smashed her fist into the stunned investigator's jaw, snapping her head to one side, sending the tall, well built woman careening across the room to pitch into a set of three coffee tables laden with small object d'art, crashing through them, flattening two of the tables into spars and splintered pieces beneath her, sending the third flying, Jacky's hurt head cracking into another, larger, lower coffee table!

Now the PI lay prone amongst the littered, shattered debris, bare soles bent and crinkled upwards, head to one side,blood flowing from a cut on her right cheek, body splayed awkwardly amidst the mess, moaning softly, moving sluggishly, slightly, stunned, stupefied.

Lucy Bonnington, cocky now, strutted towards the downed detective, tables turned in mere moments.

Dragging the slugged sleuth from the impact debris by her ankles, Lucy hauled the groggy, barely sentient snoop to her unsteady feet, knees bucking. Releasing her, in a swift instant Lucy gripped her fingers into a double fist and swatted this powerfully into Jacky's left cheek, spinning her sideways across the room onto a small landing by a small flight of stairs, down to a mezzanine floor where the house was terraced down a steep slope.

Jacky crashed into the wall at the top of the flight, her legs buckled helplessly and the 49-year old fell, aghast, twisting, limbs awry, down the flight of stairs to fetch up at the bottom on her back. Oddly, Mrs Graham felt comforted: a fall at 49 could be serious- she hurt all over but could still feel her legs and feet: nothing seemed to be broken. She could just see Lucy's bare feet descending the steps close by her head. Jacky looked up helplessly: she couldn't move, her body wouldn't work. Lucy stood, looming over her prone, fallen body, grinning smugly. Eyes glazing, Jacky could feel the room going cold and dark and spinning as she made a purely mental effort to rise, then her eyes snapped shut and with a deep sigh, she went limp. The 49 year old blonde PI was completely knocked out.

Jacky Graham, 49 year old blonde private eye, had lost the fight and lay unconscious, knocked out by the victorious villainess at whose feet she lay inert!

Lucy reached out her naked sole and enjoyed sliding it up and down along Jacky's soft, conquered skin, into her slack half open mouth, turning her now-loose head from side to side, squashing both pert, point-hard, knocked-out nippled breasts, swaying the inert musculature of Jacky's out-cold torso from side to side in a gentle wave action which demonstrated how senseless Jacky now was, unfeeling, unmoving, unknowing. Lucy enjoyed the sensation of power over the defeated detective.

In a matter of seconds, a series of events had resulted in a complete turnaround, from the Ayrshire sleuth about to deliver the coup de grace to a weakened Lucy, to her 5 feet 8 mature- but-sexy nude body splayed, knocked out, at the foot of a flight of stairs.

The Kilmarnock crook gloated over her fallen, opponent, the vanquished, beaten detective,

'Well toots, you had me on the ropes there, thought I was a goner for sure. But that lucky break with the ornament saved me. Unlucky, sweetheart, you had your chance, Pretty good fight for your age. But you're finished, for now. I'll have my fun and you won't be waking up You've seen your last sunrise, I'm going to gas you but good!' 'After some pleasure, of course....'

Although Lucy had enjoyed Jacky's helpless body for much of the previous day, this time felt different. Yesterday she had captured her dangerous nemesis by trickery: today, she had overcome the Symington snoop in toe-to-toe physical combat on level terms- more or less, once her knife had been removed. The fact that her victory was in large part owed to a fortuitous fall by an inanimate object in no way reduced her exaltation and she lusted for sexual gratification by way of sealing her victory.

In any case, this would be the last sex this bitch would enjoy. Or at least, if not enjoy, participate in, even if she was too unconscious to even know about it, let alone gain pleasure- or pain- from the experience.

Lucy lay down on top of and beside the downed PI, squeezing her caressing her soft skin, rubbing her inanimate body, watching it move insensately, the kissing mouth, nibbling at knocked-out nipples, the eating out the senseless pussy of the punched-out PI.

Lucy even sucked at the senseless snoops' palms and her half-curled fingers, usually so adept, no longer handling her husband's cock or working a computer but now simply sex food.

Lucy kneaded Jacky's tough soles, her fingers pushing into the high arches, enjoying the peds, sucking her toes and the balls of her hardened feet, gnawing at hard skin, enjoying the woman's beaten, helpless body.

When Lucy Bonnington felt aroused enough, she stood up, too Jacky's right ped by the ankle and pushed the floppy foot up into her sex, rubbing toes ad pads about until she came in a sense- weakening orgasm, gushing over the captured, used toes, letting the bare foot drop insensately to the floor to thud heel first intot he floor, registering no activity at all. She had won!

Waiting a few minutes till she had recovered somewhat from the orgasm- and deciding not to try to top it with another in addition to the secondary orgasms still rolling through her, for fear of Jacky Graham's recovery ,Lucy decided to drag the pretty PI's still-unconscious body into the bathroom and there, gas her to death.

The first attempt to haul Jacky's limp dead weight up the flight of steps failed, when having grasped the fallen ferret by the armpits, head slumped forward, she got up 8 or 9 steps before her fingers lost their grip and the slumbering sleuth cascaded, heel over tit, back down the steps in an inert mess.

The second attempt, gripping the PI by the ankles to drag her away from the scene of her lost fight, was successful and the steps were ascended, Lucy proceeding slowly, step by step, to shift the heavy limp weight in her own sex-andimpact-weakened state.

They approached the hallway to the bathroom, Jacky's hair and arms trailing behind, limp hands palm upward, fingers curled slackly, mouth half agape. The bathroom door loomed 3 yards away and once open and the sleuth's senseless form secured inside, there could be but one end.

Lucy, tired and straining pulling the inanimate body across the carpet, pulled Jacky a foot closer to her and began to take another step back when a hand - seemingly insensible till now-shot down to grasp her ankle and pulled Lucy over, causing her to fall backwards uncontrolledly!

Lucy cracked her head hard against the wall as she fell and Jacky, getting to her feet, had only to bend down and chop savagely at the thieving kidnapper's neck to ensure she stayed out for some time. Retrieving her clothes and bag from the bathroom, then locking the laid-out Lucy therein, the reprieved investigator called the police without delay.

4. Surprised in Sillingham

There followed police interviews, Lucy's removal in a police car and an apb call made for Jamie, explanation of the monies peculated by the pair and the uses made of some of it, giving of statements then a trip to Kilmarnock General Hospital for checks for gas damage or concussion, both fortunately in the negative. Finally a police car took Jacky back to her long-parked- and ticketed- Nissan Note and a short drive home, exhausted but happy to be alive.

It was past 8.30pm when Jacky pulled into her driveway and headed into her house through the garden. Her husband Richard was watching TV with the kids.

'Hel-LO?'

'Hi sweetheart, had a good day?' called Richard.

'What!!' exclaimed the instantly-incensed investigator- 'you- you didn't realise...?'

'Realise what?' said Richard. 'Had a bad day?'

'Oh, MAN! You didnt realise I didn't come HOME last night?'

'No. Why should I? You've been coming home very late and up very early for weeks. You always make the bed when you leave and I've been sleeping well, tired out after work, kids, meals and housework. I just assumed I'd slept heavily. You didn't call and neither did Julie. Why didn't you come home? Case took a tough turn?'

'Very tough' explained Jacky. 'I got kidnapped. Held at the house I was watching, transported overnight to a house in Galston, narrowly avoided death, freed myself and got home after spending time at the Police Station and the Hospital'

'I'm sorry to hear it. You haven't wanted me to call while you were watching that house in case I give you away, but it seems you weren't as invisible as you hoped. What went wrong?'

'I got set up by one of my clients, Richard. Gol-LY but I goofed- and it seemed you didn't give a scooby. You seemed to be doing hee-haw.'

'Sweetheart, I think the problem is communication. Somehow, it just didn't gel. I'm deeply sorry, I love you and care for you and would do anything for you. So what did this cow do to you? Usually, you are so invisible.'

Jacky motioned Richard upstairs, out of kids' earshot.

'She lured me into the house yesterday afternoon with an open door, then into a room that looked like it contained evidence. Bingo, locked door. Cue gas, Tot Siens Jacky, and I didn't really wake up for any length of time that I remember properly, till this morning, somewhere else.

'Unconscious all afternoon, evening and night? That's an awfully long time.' Richard sat down, Hiding a huge hard-on.

'If I recall- fitfully- she- they gassed me more than once. Two or three times, to keep me down.' Jacky omitted reference to her memories of the post-gas paralysis period and Lucy's intimate attentions.'

'How did they get you to Galston then?'

'I vaguely remember a laundry bag. I was stuffed into one..probably in the trunk of the car'

'What were they planning to do? Did they do anything to you?' Richard asked , seemingly innocently, but he was very aroused.

'Not really' Jacky said, untruthfully. Too embarrassed.But I think they planned to kill me: probably tonight'

'Heavens above!' her husband exclaimed, livid. 'How did you escape?'

'I persuaded the bitch to allow me toilet facilities and breakfast, in return for ...a bondage game' Jacky hung her head in shame. 'But once she tried to tie me up, I came back at her, hard, and disarmed her- she had a knife- then we fought all round the house for it seems like hours. Must have ben about 15 minutes i suppose, but fighting is exhausting, especially at our sort of age.'

'And?' Richard prompted. You defeated and captured her?'

'Not quite' Jacky added, honestly this time. She thought of lying and saying she'd won easily, but had to explain the hospital trip and it would all come out in Court in the end anyway.

' I was on the point of Ko-ing her when I must have dislodged something from a wall unit, it pranged into the back of my head, I got dizzy and dazed- she slammed me across the room and I just remember another punch and falling down some stairs, then her feet- and that's all.'

'So you lost the fight?'

'Only through bad luck. But she knocked me out, yes. Later i came round after she dropped me back down the stairs, i think. Must have been trying to drag me up them and lost her grip- that brought me round but i played possum till I felt fit and ready and took her down, good and proper then- so I won!'

'Well done, sweetheart! So you came out on top- and she must have given herself a hernia trying to drag your dead weight upstairs!' Rihard joked

'You raticus!' Jacky hit her husband in the tummy, softly, in fun.

'Let me soothe it better' Richard took her in his arms and proceeded to unleash his pent up, monumental arousal.....

 

End of Sleuth in Stasis

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The Sleepy Adventures of Mrs. Sandman | “Going Down?”

Mrs. Sandman was on a business trip and staying at the luxury Ritz-Carlton hotel in Tokyo, Japan.

She had just finished negotiating an important business deal with a high powered law firm. Her aggressiveness stunned the male members of her rivals team. They were not prepared to deal with such a no nonsense, take charge woman. They were more accustomed to submissive woman. As she strutted to the elevator from the boardroom Mrs. Sandman was feeling pretty cocky and proud of the way she had bullied those men into a deal. She was exhausted and couldn’t wait to get back to her suite and get out of her heels and pantyhose. The elevator bell dings and she enters the empty car and pushes the button for the Penthouse Suite. But just as the door is about to close a cleaning woman with her cart rushes into the car and accidently bumps into Mrs. Sandman.

Mrs. Sandman is bitchy from the long day, she looks down her nose at the little Asian woman and says, “Guests shouldn’t have to ride with ‘the help’. You people should be using the stairs”. The young Asian girl just looks up at Mrs. Sandman in disbelief saying nothing. Still feeling cocky and powerful from her victory in the boardroom Mrs. Sandman continues her verbal assault.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you stupid? Don’t you understand English?” The Asian woman understands English perfectly well and Mrs. Sandman has just unknowingly lit the little woman’s very short fuse.

The two woman stand alone in the elevator staring each other down as it ascends to the Penthouse. Mrs. Sandman has her hands confidently on her hips and her chin defiantly sticking out. She had just finished dominating a room full of men. She wasn’t going to take any crap from some working class peasant. The fuse that was lit a moment ago suddenly ignites and the little Asian girl explodes into action. Like something out of a Kung Fu movie she squats low then with a powerful thrust connects with an open palm strike to Mrs. Sandman’s chin. Mrs. Sandman grunts at the impact and her head is snapped back like whiplash. The back of her head slams into the steel wall of the elevator giving the Asian girl a one-two punch. Mrs. Sandman’s glasses are knocked crooked on her face, she sways back and forth. Her jaw goes slack and her eyes go crossed. A tingling sensation starts at her toes and travels up her body. The room starts to spin and the lights dim. Her eyes roll up into her head, she slumps into the corner of the car and slowly slides down the wall into a seated spread legged position on the floor. Out cold.

The little Asian woman uses her pass key to temporarily stop the elevator. She intends to teach this arrogant American woman a lesson. She quickly begins to strip Mrs. Sandman naked, stashing each piece of clothing into her cleaning cart. Last to go are Mrs. Sandman’s pantyhose and heels. She then drags Mrs. Sandman to the middle of the elevator and positions her spread-eagled in the middle of the floor. She then hits every button on the control panel ensuring that the elevator will stop at every floor, then makes her getaway.

The elevator starts its way down to the ground floor. Ding! At floor #19 the elevator stops to pick up a group of elderly folks. The doors slide open and there is Mrs. Sandman spread-eagled and naked in the middle of the floor. The elderly folks just stare, not moving, their jaws hanging open in shock. The doors slide closed once again and the car continues to floor #18. Ding! Mom and Dad jump back at the sight of the naked woman and shield their children’s eyes until the doors slide shut again. And on it goes until the elevator finally reaches the ground floor where a crowd has gathered, everyone is talking about the naked woman on the elevator. A Policeman pushes through the crowd and enters the elevator. He roughly puts handcuffs on the still unconscious Mrs. Sandman then throws her limp body over his shoulder. Everyone present can see the growing bulge in his pants and the smile on his face as he carries Mrs. Sandman away to the holding cell to be “questioned”. THE END

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I met my friend Sandi after her workout at the gym to walk her back to her apartment. "Hi Brian" she said with a smile and gave me a quick little kiss."Be with you in a few minutes,i have to change," and left for the women's dressing room.I watched her walk away in her tight black tights her butt round and firm,"Hmm,wow," i thought to myself. She reappeared a little while later in a short flowered dress and a tee top without a bra.She didn't have alot in breasts,at least not now but her nipples made a nice outline through the thin fabric. She carried her gym bag with clothes and her pink boxing gloves in it and as we walked made idle chatter about her next match with a girl from across town.Sandi's was still embaressed about her last fight where she was knocked out in the first round and had to be carried out of the ring."My mom really wants me to win this next fight,omg she was so embaressed after last time." "You'll do fine Sandi,you have a good right,but you just have to protect that glass jaw of yours."She smiled at me,then gave me another short little kiss,"your sweet ," she cooed,and i hoped she didn't notice i was getting hard under my shorts."Brian will you do me a favor? I have to stop at my English teachers apt.first,shes just a couple of doors down from me.I want you to just hang out by the door,hold my bag while i go in to see her,shes making me do extra work and wants to give it to me personaly." "Sure "i said and i noticed Sandi was a little nervous about seeing her teacher alone."you ok?'i whispered as we got to the door."Yes,i think so,its just that she frightens me sometimes,i mean the way she looks at me and all." Sandi did seem frightened and i whispered,"I'll be right here,leave the door open a crack,"and she smiled,gave me another little peck of a kiss and knocked on the door.A womans voice said to come in and Sandi opened the door but didn't close it all the way,leaving a small crack for me to peek in as well as hear them."In here dear,"i heard and Sandi went around the corner into the woman's study.At first all i heard was small talk about English lessons,extra work she wanted Sandi to do,i began to get bored.Then the talk turned to Sandi's boxing,how she was doing,her next fight.It was apparent the teacher knew Sandi's mom as well,guess they were friends the way she talked."I was at your last fight,"the woman said,saw you knocked out,oh dear you just have to protect that soft chin sweety." My courage was up now so i went in farther into the room and peeked around the corner.The teacher,a Ms.Sullivan,was behind Sandi standing,her hands on Sandi's shoulders,massaging her students neck."Wow,i thought,shes gorgeous,and sexy too." A middle age woman,in something of a short house dress,very large busted,in fact they were almost hanging out as she massaged Sandi's neck and shoulders. "I wanted to ask you sweety,"as her hands worked,"did you see any birds this time,any stars,that sort of thing?"Sandi perked up,then stood up from her chair turning to Ms.Sullivan who now sat and squirmed herself onto the desk behind her."Oh yes Ms.Sullivan,i did,yes i did,omg,robins and wrens and......". "now dear you have to call me Diane please,"Ms. Sullivan interuppted her."Now what kind of birds and were they singing? any stars?omg,you looked so knocked out from what i could see."Ms. Sullivan,Diane that is listened as Sandi described the birdies she saw and i watched as "Diane" spread her legs alittle as she sat on the desk,and sort of flicked her dress up some towards her hips.She looked at Sandi with a sexy smile as Sandi chatted away.From my vantage point i could swear the older lady wasn't wearing underwear but couldn't tell just then. with a little flick of her hand and some movement of her shoulders her top got lower and a nipple showed.Sandi was so engrossed in describing the birdies i'am not sure she noticed that is until Ms.Sullivan started to ease Sandi's top up.Suddenly Sandi stopped talking,almost frozen as the older woman simply raised Sandi's top over her head and just like that my friend was topless.I guess now Sandi noticed Diane's hiked up dress,her large breasts almost all the way exposed and jumped back,her arms folding around her naked nipples."What are you doing?omg,"Sandi blurted out,give me my top!!" Ms.Sullivan held up the top smiling,then with one hand she let her top all the way down,her large breasts acting like they were glad to be free,"Now sweety,do i have to get rough with you?I know how you look at me in class.Do i have to knock you silly?" she laughed out loud and as her head went back in laughter Sandi's fist shot out catching the teacher square on the jaw.The loud smack as Sandi's fist connected with Diane's chin,her head snapped to the side and i jumped out of my hiding spot to see Ms.Sullivan's face almost smile,her eyes crossed,but she didn't fall back,just sat there,her large boobs hanging.Then her head wobbled and she fell back to the desk.Her eyes half opened but that smile,that crooked smile,i swear i saw and heard the birdies circling,singing.Sandi stood,fixed in one spot,her fist still cleanched not really believing what just happened.It was me who broke the silence,or would have been silence except for those singing birds,"Wow,omg,Sandi,you just knocked your English teacher out cold,wow!!! We both gazed at the unconsious woman half on the desk,her breasts were splayed out to the side her legs spread and yes i was right,she had no panties on,just a large hairy bush smiled back at us.Ms.Sullivan was outcold thanks to Sandi and as i bent down to Diane's face,tapping her cheeks Sandi finally spoke,"Is she,i mean,oh god,is she ok? "You knocked thhe bitch out Sandi,wow and with one punch too," i faced her now,Sandi seemed to wobble some like she was going to faint."Shes ok,i mean just out for a while,wow that was some punch,and omg i bet she is seeing birdies now." i was almost laughing. "Sandi seemed to recover,"oh god,i never knocked out a mature woman,i mean i knocked my mom out before but i never thought,oh wow,do you think shes seeing birdies now? and stars too?" I laughed,I'am sure she is,lots of them."Looking at Sandi,then Ms.Sullivan,then back at Sandi i saw a differant expression on her face.She got closer to me,"Brian,i feel,well,something,horny i guess,omg,knocking her out,her seeing the birdies and stars,you have to."  Sandi had her hands on me now,"What Sandi,what do i have to,what?" "She looked at me,our eyes met,"I want to see birdies now,and stars all circling over my head and singing,i want you to knock me out,please Brian,please,omg i'am so wet."She then kissed me again but not like before,this was a big wet kiss and as our lips parted my fist shot out headed for her glass jaw.The punch was short and sweet,her head fell back and Sandi's eyes crossed,i held her up as her head wobbled and as her body collapsed i grabbed her around the waist and slung her over my shoulders.She was outcold but babbling and i knew she was seeing stars and birdies.As i got her over my shoulders i turned to Ms.Sullivan,still outcold on the desk,i just had to check,my free hand felt her pussy,fingers worked their way in and "bingo"yess,she was wet,i knew it. On the way out with Sandi over my shoulders and babbling still i grabbed her gym bag and carried her the few steps to her door,fumbled for the key and went in with my babbling outcold girlfriend. "omg hope her mom isn't home yet.'i thought as i carried Sandi to her room.Laying her out on the bed suddenly it dawned on me Sandi was still topless,i left her top in the other apt.Rushing out the door and back to Ms.Sullivan's apt. i just got in as Diane was starting to sit up holding her jaw saying,"oh god,what hit me,what happened?"I bent down grabbed the little top and looked at the horny English teacher,"Oh what the hell,why not," and my fist crashed nto her chin with a smack,she fell back again and birds started singing,this time a differant group.Ms.Sullivan was outcold again and this time the camera phone came out,wow i got some great shots too,Sandi will love these.If Ms. Sullivan gives us any problems well,we have some pictures. Pleased with my self i hurried back to Sandi's place,she was still out and babbling even more.I couldn't help myself and had to feel those little boobs and as i did she babbled more,"Oh mommie,yes,mommie i see all the pretty birdies mommy,all flying in a circle,Robins mommy can you see them?' My mouth covered one nipple as she babbled and my hand slid into her panties.She was wet,very wet and the babbling continued,"Mommie,you knocked me out mommie,i see wrens now with a red spot on their wings,oh aren't they pretty?'I slid Sandi's panties off now then my shorts,sucked on her nipple and the babbling stopped,her eyes focused and opened.My fingers made little circles in her pussy,"Oh Brian,yes please," and my cock entered her and she moaned.We kissed and then a huge orgasm as our cum mixed.Sandi passed out for a couple minutes and later as we laid there breathing starting to return to normal i asked her about the birds she saw.Omg she started telling me about the Robins,the wrens,bluejays all singing and i thought,well maybe i should knock her out again.

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Billy sat in his room at his desk his pen moving steadily across the papers in front of him.He was a very good student the model child never missed a day of school since he was a small child.He cringed as a loud noise screeched through out the house.His older sister Angela on the other hand.....

 

Angela had always been a wild child since they were kids.He was always the bookworm growing up and she was always the cool chick that got along with just about everyone and as she got older all the guys loved.She was pretty tall almost 5"7 with long legs.She had long dark hair and was the gitarist for a local rock band that was very popular with all the kids in their school.

 

His sister sometimes drove Billy absolutley crazy.The screeching sound of her guitar being played all day inside the house and going in and out at night sneaking out well into the ams half the time.He had dealt with it his entire life bit he was just about up to here with it and the screeching sound echoing through the house right now as he tried to do his homework was just to much.

 

Laying his pen down and closing his notebook Billy walked out of his room and down the hall.He knocked on his sisters door barely audible over the sound of the guitar "Angela cut it out im trying to do ym homework!" he called out but got no answer only louder playing "Angela! i'm serious jesus" he banged a bit harder on the door.

 

"Sorry can't hear you!" 

 

Billy gritted his teeth angrily as his sister called out walking away from the door back toward his room.He'd had enough of this.

 

Later that day Billy sat on the couch watching tv a smile crossing his face as he began to hear the sound of someone at the door.He glanced over as his sister opened the door and walked through bending over and pulling off her ankle high combat boots walking over in her black socks.

 

Angela scrunched her eyes glancing around and then looking at him "Where is my guitar?" she asked seeing that it wasn't in the usual place that it was.

 

Billy just smiled looking at her "oh it's right here" he said pulling it out from behind him on the couch.

 

Angels eyes widened looking at him before narrwing them "what the hell are you doing with my guitar runt!" she exclaimed grabbing at it in his hand but not getting it.

 

Billy just smiled pulling the guitar back as she grabbed for it.He then stroked a random cord on it lightly the sound echoing through the house as it had already been plugged in "mmmm nice" he said looking at it.

 

Angela gritted her teeth "give it here now brat!" she exclaimed reaching for it again more agressivley.

 

Billy pulled the guitar out of reach again and smiled looking at her "I think it needs a little something though" he said drawing the guitar back and then bringing it down on his sisters head the guitar echoing loudly throughout the house as it hit her.

 

"ughhh...." Angelas eyes rolled back and fluttered as she wobbled around for a second and then fell straight back hitting the ground legs  and arms spread out wide like an X.Lips parted open a bit.

 

Billy smiled looking down at her unconsious sister on the ground "ahhh there perfect" he said laying the guitar down on the couch before pulling out his phone.He put the phone up snapping a few pictures of Angela out cold on the ground "ah you'r internet friends will love these" he said moving around her snapping from more angels.

 

Billy then reached down grabbing ahold of Angelas socked ankles dragging her limp body over toward the couch and sitting her up against it hair falling over her face a bit.He then reached over grabbing the guitar and laid it across the lap snapping another picture "The perfect note" he said with a smirk walking up to his room in the peace and quiet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hatter got out of her car with a smile closing the door behind her.She walked down the street towards her new friend Brendas house her black heels clicking on the ground as she walked.She reached up knocking on the door lightly awaiting an answer.

Brenda was bent over cleaning when she heard  aknock on the door "wonder who that could be?" she said walking over her ass moving a bit in her tight yoga pants.Opening the door she smiled seeing Hatter "oh hey hatter!" she said leaning over and giving her a hug "what's up?" she asked looking her up and down.

 

Hatter laughed and smiled "just thought i'd run by looks like your busy though" she said noticing the duster in her hand and what seemed to eb cleaning attire Brendas long legs in the tight yoga pants.

 

Brenda laughed "just cleaning day" she said once again looking her up and down.

 

Hatter nodded then looked to her with a kind smile 'well I could help you if you'd like?" she offered.

 

Brenda grinned a bit to herself beggining to have other ideas in mind.Leaning against the door frame she looked at Hatter "actually i beileve i'm going to take a little break but i've got an idea" she said with a smile "how about we have a little boxing match?" she asked.

Hatter tilted her head to the side a bit looking at her "a boxing match? I don't know anything about boxing" she said truthfully "i'm not much of a fighter and i'm not exactly in boxing attire" she laughed pointing toward her cut off pants and heels.

Brenda laughed and shook her head.She knew Hatter knew nothing about boxing but that was the best part of it "oh come on it'll be fun!" she exclaimed "my step son absolutley loves boxing and loves to watch it" she said looking at her "it'd be great if we could do a little match for him i'd really appreciate it!" she said.

 

Hatter listened to her and thought for a moment "hmm couldn't he just watch it on tv or something" but she laughed and shook her head "okay we'll have a little boxing match" she said stepping inside the house with her.

 

Brenda smiled closing the door behind them "great" she said with a smile walking over in the corner grabbing the two pairs of gloves "Hey Brian honey come down real quick!" she called out reaching the set of gloves over to Hatter as she began to put on her own.Brenda smiled and looked over toward Brian as he walked down the stairs "Hatter and I are going to have a little boxing match hoey thought you might like to watch" she said looking over to Hatter who was having trouble getting the gloves on.She laughed walking over and helping her with them.

Hatter laughed as Brenda helped her with the gloves stretching her fingers inside of them "thanks" she said looking over toward Brian with a smile "so your mom says you really like boxing" she said not thinking anything of it just taking it that he had a love for the sport or something.Hatter stretched her arms out a bit laughing looking over at Brenda.

Brenda smiled bouncing on her toes a bit looking over to Hatter "ready?" she asked

Hatter nodded with a smile "mhm"

Brenda walked over touching gloves with her with a smile and began circling hr.

Hatter watched smiling a bit throwing a light danty punch with  a laugh missing.

Brenda laughed as well moving around her ass swaying back and forth in her tight yoga pants.Brenda snapped a jab hitting Hatter in the chin with a smile.

Hatters head whipped back a bit eyes widening a tad "oh wow" she laughed shaking her head a bit putting her hands back up.Hatter threw a couple more little danty punches not hitting Brenda as she dodged them.Hatters head snapping back again as Brenda jabbed her once more.Hatter stumbled back a bit her heels almost coming off ankles quivering like a baby deer as she caught her balance.

Brenda watched as Hatter began to come in toward her to swing again and threw a hard cross connecting square on Hatters jaw.

Hatters head snapped a bit stumbling back wobbly.Her eyes crossed and she swayed back and forth a bit "ughhhh" before falling forward and hitting the ground one of her heels flying off wrinkled sole exposed.Hatter lay there out cold on the ground.

Brenda laughed pulling off her gloves and looking hatter over on the ground.She walked over toward her kneeling down and smacking her ass a bit in her loose cut off pants.She looked over toward Brian "got your phone honey?" she asked with a smile taking ti as he handed it to her.She moved around taking pictures of the unconsious Hatter flipping her over on to her back she snapped a few of her unconsious face mouth open a bit.Brenda smiled and handed the phone back to her step son "weak jaw on that one huh?" she laughed grabbing her duster and starting back on her cleaning as they waited for Hatter to wake up.

 

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My stepmom,Brenda loved to keep in shape and we always had something of a workout room next to the garage. There was one window that was a one way mirror,that is from the workout room it was a mirror and from the garage side it was a window looking in.Not sure why mom had that put in but it sure came in handy when i watched Brenda and her girlfriends work out in those tight outfits,sometimes i had a friend over and we would spy on them. So one day mom hired this housekeeper,a lady from South America,spoke broken English,attractive with big boobs,i think thats why she hired her really. Maria came in once a week,sometimes in a dress,sometimes in jeans but always with a low cut top and besides me noticing,mom did also. One day Maria was in the workout room cleaning,mom was hitting the heavy bag we had and i was watching,spying really because mom had on a tight pair of short knee length jeans,sneakers and a tight low cut top.Maria had a short jean dress or skirt and of course her low cut top as well. I was hard as a rock too and almost fainted when i was surprised by my friend Toby who came up behind me,"Watcha doin?' he asked. "Its my mom and Maria,look," i said,and Toby looked through the glass. "Wow,hot," he exclaimed,then looked back at me with a smile. Then he looked down at my shorts and seeing the huge tent my boner made,smiled again. We could hear the ladies talking as mom finished her workout,then asked Maria if she would like to try some simple boxing.At first Maria said no,but mom was persistent,even grabbed a pair of gloves for her off the shelf,almost forcing them on Maria's hands.Thats my stepmom,i whispered to Toby,has to have her way.Finally Maria relented and let mom put the gloves on her.Now as far as i knew Maria never had boxed before and Brenda was giving out advice to her like it was her first time. Then Brenda said to Maria,"lets make it interesting,if i win i get your dress,if you win you get my jeans,ok?' Maria just nodded,looking confused,but now i knew what Brenda was up to,i whispered to Toby,"she's going to knock Maria out,get her naked and in bed,you watch,' Toby looked at me funny but he knew mom as well as i did,she had a plan. Now mom was a little over six feet,well built and in those tight jeans looked very sexy.Maria on the other hand was about five feet tall,sexy as well in her short skirt,a little on the chunky side,but still sexy. Then they were at it,circling,jabbing,looked like David and Goliath with boobs.Mom was smiling as she jabbed,i'am sure waiting for just the right moment,Maria more serious,trying to protect her face from the jabs when it happened.Suddenly a hard right came up from Maria and landed flush on mom's chin with a smack. Mom's face went blank,her arms dropped to her side,she staggered a bit the another punch from Maria ,a left i think caught Brenda on the side of her jaw,snapping her blonde head to the side,causing her eyes to cross and a silly smile to appear.Then like a tall tree she fell backward to the mat,landing spread eagle,almost bouncing once then lay still. Toby's and my eyes got huge,Maria just stared at her fallen boss,"omg,i think she knocked your mom out!!" Toby blurted out.Both of us rushed out of the garage,around the side and into the workout room. Mom lay spread eagle in her jeans and sneakers,outcold while Maria looked on,her gloves still raised."Is she ok,i didn't mean to hit her so hard,"she said. I checked mom,"She's just knocked out Maria,wow that was some punch," i got up and went to Maria,"You just knocked your boss out cold," i joked,then Maria smiled looked down at the bigger woman."She said i get her jeans if i won," then looked at me again. "Well you knocked her out in a fair fight so lets get them off her,right Toby?' Toby was about to faint,but nodded his approval and while Maria watched we first unzipped the fly on mom's jeans then because they were so tight,we struggled to pull them off,turning the limp woman to the side so we could get them past her butt,then with some effort the jeans came down and off.And along with them so did mom's thong."Might as well have the sneakers too," i said and untied them as well,pulled them off exposing mom's painted toenails.With jeans,thong,and sneakers in hand i handed them to Maria,who by now had slipped out of the gloves and took her booty."Do you think she will fire me? i mean for knocking her out like that?' Maria asked me. "Don't worry Maria,if i know my Mother she planned to knock you out first,better go now,Toby and i will take care of her." Maria kissed me on the lips and was gone,i looked at my stepmom,still out and now nude from the waist down. Toby,sit her up will you," and as he did i grabbed the top mom had on and pulled it off,then layed her back down. "There,knocked cold and nude,just with pink gloves on," i laughed. Toby just stared and when i spread Brenda's legs even farther apart,exposing her wet clit,then put two fingers in her pussy,"Just as i thought,shes wet," laughing again. I was making small circles on Brenda's clit when i heard a moan and Toby fell backward in a dead faint. Now i knew Toby would probably pass out,in fact i was surprised he lasted this long. And the tent he made with his shorts,wow,i had to look.Sure enough,hos cock was about as hard as it could get,and so was mine. I sat my friend up,hoisted him up and over my shoulders,feeling that boner on my shoulder,looked at mom spread eagle and still outcold on the mat,smiled and carried my unconsious friend into the house to my bedroom. Mom would wake up later,nude,and figured Maria stripped her and took her jeans.And i knew mom would tell me all about how Maria knocked her out with a "lucky punch"as i massaged her that night

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Remember your first really good friend? Mine was a girl, Diane,a real tomboy who would rather play baseball,do guy stuff rather than hang out with girls her age. We were about 14,maybe 15 and i was noticing girls more and more,but Diane seemed to just stay the same.She didn't have a boyfriend or really any close girlfriends but we were buds all the same and hung out together. One thing is certain,i did notice her chest getting bigger and i always had a funny feeling around her. She wore mostly jeans or shorts,her hair in pigtails and the fact her butt was much rounder and her clothes seemed to fit tighter didn't go unnoticed by me. And could she fight,wow.I saw her lay a girl outcold at school once because the girl called her a lesbian,which at that time i wasn't even sure what it meant,but wow,what a punch. We wrestled sometimes and she always pinned me but i liked it,also liked the hard cock it gave me. Her mom was always on her to wear "girl" clothes,dress more girl like and quit acting like some boy,but she had a mind of her own. Diane and i talked alot too,she complained about her mom being on her so much and in a laughing way told me she was going to lay the bitch outcold if she didn't leave her alone.Typical teen girl rebellion i guess. She liked me she said because i didn't have an ego like most of the boys and liked my mom as well because she always listened to her,besides my stepmom was "hot",something i heard before but from guys who were over to my house. Then one day we had played some ball with other kids and were walking home.Di had on some really short shorts,the kind where ass cheeks kind of spilled out and a dirty tank top that really showed off her growing boobs.Her mom made her wear a bra,which she hated and you could still see her nipples outlined through the top. We stopped at a park bench for a few minutes to rest and talked mostly about school gossip and i just had to try,so i gave her a little kiss.She smiled and omg,she kissed me back,so i kissed again and this time put my hand on her breast. She stopped kissing me and with a smile whispered" you want to go to dreamland in a hurry," and held her fist to my chin,all the while grinning her grin. So that ended that,we were off and walking again,her house was just around the corner. Then two boys from school appeared walking towards us and started making jokes about both Di and me. One put his hand on Dianes boob,said something that made the other laugh and Di jumped back. Now i was mad and told them to leave us alone,Diane said something about what she was going to do to them,it all happened so fast. One boy turned to face me and thats when i figured i better do something quick. I cocked my fist and took a wide swing,aiming for his face,but he ducked under it and my swing would have been air except for Diane's jaw.She was directly behind this guy and when my fist missed him it found her and omg did it!! The punch slammed into the side of her jaw,sent her pigtails flying,head sideways and eyes crossed,she fell back to the grass laid out spread eagle.The three of us just stood in amazement,my fist still clenched and stared at Diane.I could almost see the birds circling over Diane's head,that crooked smile on her face as one guy bent over her and exclaimed with a grin,"She's like totally outcold man,wow!!" The guy who was still standing then turned to me and i remember him bringing his fist back but he didn't hit me,didn't have to,i fell next to Diane in a dead faint!! Next thing i remember was waking up and seeing the tree limbs over me,wondering where i was. As i raised my head i saw a form next to me and realized it was Diane,then it came back to me,what had happened and all.I also noticed Diane was nude,stripped naked and spread eagle. Trying to revive her,tapping her cheeks on each side all i got was some mumbling about mommie,"mommie is that you? mommie i see birdies",then she would like pass out again. I got up ,searched for her clothes but they were gone,those guys must have taken them.I knew i had to get her home and soon before someone came along so i sat her up and hoisted my friend up and over my shoulders and going off the path made it to Diane's house.Luckily her mom was gone so i brought her in to her bedroom,laying her out on the bed.Suddenly it all hit me,wow,ijust knocked my friend out by accident really,i fainted as is the norm for me and now my girlfriend was lying nude in front of me.This was the first time i saw her naked,her breasts were as big as they seemed under all those clothes she wore and her pussy was covered in hair.Now i had seen my stepmom nude several times but this girl was more my age and really didn't seem to be that much differant. My cock was totally swollen and i was torn between playing with her limp body or reviving her,but then her eyes fluttered open and the questions started."where am i,what happened? where are my clothes?' I stuttered and stammered but finally got it out what happened,that i took a swing and hit her instead,knocking her cold."I swear i didn't take your clothes,honest."and handed her a robe which she used to partly cover up. Diane laughed and said,"i believe you Brian,really," then holding her chin,"Wow,you really knocked me out." Then she whispered to me,almost fearing someone would hear,"Brian,when you knocked me out,i,well,i saw alot of birdies flying,could hear them sing." Then,"do you believe me?'  "Yes i do Di,i really do believe you,i heard them too when my stepmom knocked me out once too." She smiled broadly at me,cluthing the robe which barely covered her breasts. "What happened after i was knocked cuckoo? did you get in a fight with them,maybe punch one out before they knocked you cold?" She was smiling as she said this and i guess i turned red and hung my head,"Well,not exactly,i,,um,,,well i fainted." Diane looked at me with a look of first surprise,then burst out laughing,"omg,you fainted,really? like a girl?" I was embarressed,but then she comforted me and sat next to me on the bed.Then kissed me on the cheek,then mouth."Well at least you knocked someone out" she giggled. "Brian i have a confession,you know when you knocked me out,i,well it turned me on,,and i guess i,weel,i'am kinda wet now,and,well." I stood now,not knowing really what to do but Diane did.She pulled my shorts off so fast,my cock bounced up and down,then just before her mouth closed over it said,"this may sound funny,but i want you to knock me out again," then using her boobs she closed them over my cock and began to suck,hell i didn't even know she knew how to do that. Just as we were getting into our teen love making the door burst open and there stood Diane's mother,a large breasted woman herself,in her tennis dress,legs apart,hands on hips,glaring at us,mostly me. "Young lady your in for it now,and as for you," she turned towards me,well,all went black except for the cute birdies flying around my head and the pretty songs they sung.Yes,she coldcocked my young ass and hardon outcold on the bedroom floor. Cold water,someone talking,patting my face and then there was Diane,her pretty face just above mine,her breasts touching my chest."Brian,baby,you ok? my mom knocked you out." My chin was sore as i felt it,then" c'mon you have to leave quickly,are you ok?" I sat up with her help and then saw a real surprise. There lay on the floor about as spread eagle as you can get,was Di's mom,her legs spread wide and her tennis panties staring back at us,and omg,a wet spot right in the middle. I got up slowly and both of us bent over the unconsious woman."Ok.what happened "i asked. Diane looked at me with a devilish look,"Guess i hit her," she mumbled. "You what?You knocked your mom out?"i gasped. "Well she was making a big deal about us,ranting and raving,and she hit you too,knocked you out and all,well i told you i was going to lay her out someday and i did!!"  "Wow,you sure did di" then "Wonder if she saw birds too?" we both laughed,then i gathered up clothes and with a final kiss said while looking at the unconsious mom,"Good luck with damage control"

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Kenny figeted with his hands nervously.Was he really going to actually go through with this? Jared had been Kennys best friend since they were little kids.They played togeather went to school togeather and ..... stayed at each others house.He shook his head.He was suppossed to be dropping off a game he borrowed from Jared at his house while he was at basketball practice and that was the problem.He stopped as he got to the house and reached up with a sigh knocking on the door.

 

"One second please!"

 

He heard the familar voice call out getting chills.He then looked up as she answered the door.

 

"Oh, hey there sweetey if your looking for Jared he's still at practice but you can wait here if you'd like" Mrs Williams said with a warm smile.

 

He kept his eyes locked on her swallowing a bit trying to stay calm.There she was standing there.He looked from her bright blue eyes to her red lips all the way down to her shiny red heels on her feet.Jareds mother Mrs Williams had always been around.Always at every sporting event they had anything involving school and where he had always been tempted the most when he stayed over at Jareds.He had been tempted by her ever since they were little kids.He had to do it! today was the day this was just to much.He snapped back into it looking at her not mentioning the game "Yeah thanks Mrs Williams that would be great" he said.

 

She smiled stepping back opening the door wider letting him in.

 

He walked inside turning his head watching her as she turned her back to him closing the door.He watched her ass move a little in her pants as she closed it turning his head back around swallowing hard.

 

She turned back around waving toward the couch as she walked back toward the kitchen looking at him "make yourself at home you know your like a second son to me" she said with a smile.

 

He nodded slowly sitting down watching her walk back into the kitchen hearing the clatter of metal from pots and pans and the sound of her heels clicking on the kitchen floor.

 

She smiled bending over in the kitchen looking into the oven "i'm baking cookies Peanut butter your favorite" she said sniffing them "I'm taking them to the church in a little bit so go easy on them when there done" she laughed.

 

He sat there half listening to her trying to come up with a gameplan "yes maam" he called out looking around then turned his head around as she walked back into the room.

 

She reached over grabbing her car keys off the table and looked over at him smiling "I won't be gone lonng just gotta drop some of these cookies off once there done.If Jared happens to get home before me tell him dinner will be done in a little bit" she said turning back to walk into the kitchen to get the cookies.

 

"Mrs Williams!" he said trying to think on the fly "what are the cookies for is the church having some kind of service?" he asked.

 

She stopped turning on her heels to look at him and and smiled answering "There going to be giving free meals to the needy and I figured i would help out some" she said.

 

He nodded "oh!, hey Mrs Williams I almost forgot I brought this game here.Jared and I are going to trade for the weekend"He said pretending to reach into his bag and look through it "uh could you go over to Jared games and grab it for me it's called ....... Galactic warrior battle three" he said.

 

She listened to him tilting her head to the side a bit and then smiled "sure honey" she said turning around and walking over toward the tv "I don't remember that one" she laughed kneeling down toward the cabniet under the tv with Jareds games in it.

 

He continued pretending to go through his bag watching her out of the corner of his eyes as she walked over and kneeled down.He watched her as she went through the games her red heel dangling off her foot a bit as she kneeled.

 

She continued looking through the games but tilted her head to the side a bit not being able to find it "i'm having trouble finding it" she said reaching in further and looking.

 

He looked around the room quickly scanning it "uh yeah it's an older game it may be toward the bottom" he said his eyes stopping on a large glass lamp.He glanced at her and then slowly moved his hand toward the lamp but quickly jerked it back relaxing casually.

 

She turned her head around frowning a bit looking back at him her pony tail moving a bit "are you sure it's in here hun?" she asked.

 

He nodded with a fake smile "yes maam i'm pretty sure" he said waiting until she began looking again and then reached over grabbing the lamp and slowly stood up his eyes locked on her back.

 

She looked and flipped over a game inside picking it up looking down at it "is this maybe it honey it's called space something and has a bunch of ships on it" she asked looking don at it.

 

"Never mind Mrs Williams I forgot it doesn't exist" he said standing directly over top of her behind her.

 

"Huh?" she scrunched her eyes about to turn around but then with a loud shattering sound the lamp smashed over her head.She fell over with a thump on her side fingers twitching a bit then going still out cold.

 

He looked down at her on the ground swallowing.He stared at her her long lashes closed lips parted a bit.He swallowed hard slowly reaching hit foot over tapping her lightly and nothing ..... she was out.He looked down at her it had finally been done.He stepped over some of the broken shards of glass and looked down at her kneeling down running his thumb slowly down her bottom lip.He smiled standing back up and reached down grabbing her by her wrists and dragged her limp body to the center of the room.He let her arms drop moving down toward her feet taking one and lifting it up the light sparkling off the red heel.He slowly removed the heels squeezing the wrinkled sole of her foot then did the same to the other.He reached over slowly rising the bottom of her shirt up her bare stomach showing running his hand along it.Standing up he walked over raising her up into a sitting postition.He sat down behind her raising her limp arms up like a doll moving them around smiling.He slid her hairbow off allowing her blonde hair to fall down her back.He smiled caressing her face slowly turning it around toward him and moving in and locked lips with her kissing her.He took it in licking her bottom lip a bit tasting it and then let go allowing her to drop back down to the floor limp.He then looked over as there was a knock at the door 

 

"mom? i'm home"

 

He smiled looking down at her knowing time was up.He stood up walking toward the kitchen to go out the back door and reached over grabbing a cookie biting it.He swallowed it and smiled "your right Mrs Williams..... my favorite" he said.

 

 

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I felt guilty as i knocked on my friends houses door and a gentle female voice told me to come in. It was my friend,Toby's house and his mom,Lisa was the one answering the knock. I knew Toby would not be there but i asked for him anyway to make it look like i was seeking him out,truth is i just wanted to see his mom,she was like candy just out of reach for me. "C'mon in sweety,Toby will be back later,here you can help me with these groceries," she cheerfully said. Already i was getting hard and she had on a dress that was just below her knees,nothing sexy at all,but her top did show lots of cleavage as she bent to get a bag for me. If my friend only knew i was in puppy love with his mom,oh wow,what would he do to me? Toby was my best friend and confidant,we shared secrets,we knew we were both bi-sexual after our nude boxing in his room at the beginning of Summer when i knocked him out boxing and then fainted when his mom walked in.But like he said,she was cool about it. Still she had made little remarks to me later,looked at me differant,even flirted with me it seemed and i,well,being a young man in late teens and Lisa an older woman flirting with me,or at least i thought she was anyway,i dreamed of us in bed. I had a girlfriend,two actually,Sharon who was off visiting and my new friend Sandi,the "gloved female" i liked to call her. My life was turning into a tv soap opera. As i helped Lisa i told her i was hoping Toby and i could do some sparring,a little soft boxing maybe and she laughed saying" oh you bad boy,you remember when you two boxed last time?" she giggled,then countinued,"you knocked my Toby out and as i recall you both were lets say,rather turned on." she giggled even harder now. I joked back,"well i just wanted to give him a rematch."then laughed.  We finished putting the groceries away and Lisa invited me to have some iced tea with her so we sat and chatted. As she sat down next to me on the sofa she turned slightly and slowly crossed her legs after pulling her dress up a bit.Her legs were beautiful and i was hoping for a peek to see what color underwear she had on but the dress was just too long. Our chat included it seemed everything,Toby,my new friend,Sandi,even my own mom,Brenda.Lisa seemed to be more interested in Sandi and my stepmom but i let it go. I did mention the birdies i saw the last time i was knocked out and when Sandi was knocked out too,she had also said she saw them. Lisa perked up,"really,you saw aand heard birds,omg,how interesting."Our conversation shiffed to boxing,fighting and the like and Lisasaid she always wanted to learn,in fact there was a woman down the sreet she would love to deck but was frightened to confront her. I jumped up,forgetting i had a hardon the size of a large banana under my shorts,"Hey,i could teach you a couple moves if you want,"i offered. Lisa pondered my offer a second and her eyes went straight to my crotch,"you know,sure lets do it," and she was up. I grabbed my gloves and she went to the closet were Toby's gloves were,we slipped them on and the lesson began. "ok,stand like this," and i showed her,"protect your chin like this,"i said. The quick instruction period was only turning me on more as Lisa seemed to like it and so was i. How to throw a punch,how to defend all came together. Actually i was a very poor boxer and she knew it but it was fun showing her the moves. And then thats when i hit her,a unexpected right uppercut landing on her jaw,snapping her head back.But she just wobbled,then eyes crossed and i could swear i heard the singing of birds as Lisa mumbled something and slowly seemed like slowly fell back to the sofa,bounced once,spread her legs and her boobs,wow did they bounce,then she was still. My cock was throbbing as i bent over her,she was sitting up,her head hanging to one side and outcold.I had knocked my friends mom out. My gloves were off and i sat next to Lisa,tapped her face,should i get water? or. She had a crazy smile like on her face but she was out,i saw that on Sandi's face when she was knocked out,and i wondered about the birds,was she seeing and hearing them now? Slowly my hand lifted her dress higher,her thighs were so soft but firm,then as i got to the promised land a surprise awaited me. I expected panties or a thong,but nothing was there,no underwear on at all!! Just a thin line of hair,a landing strip sort of and blonde,well shes a true blonde i thought. I grew boulder and my fingers explored more,omg,she was wet,not just a little,but very ,very wet. She was turned on,she did want me,why else would she be wet i thought. I kept getting boulder and before i knew it her dress was off,her top was off,only her gloves remained. I layed her flat on the sofa and stripped my shorts. Sort of laying on her but not all the way,then she moaned and eyes fluttered open.She looked at me,i was close to her face,"What happened" what hit me? where am i? and where did those birdies go?" That last questioned really got to me,"I knocked you outsorry didn't mean to" which was a lie. "My clothes,my clothes,oh dear,you took my clothes off?' she whispered. Is she mad?I thought,will she hit me?   Then,"oh you bad boy,you knocked me out and i saw such pretty birdies too," then my questioned  about her being angry was anserwed too,she spread her legs more and invited my cock in her. Our affair had begun and thoughts about how Toby,Sandi,Mom would react if they knew,right then neither  of us cared. "You can knock me out anytime," Lisa panted as we made love,"and i want to see more  and differant kinds of birds.

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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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