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my eyes were so heavy... I had awoke, but it must have taken about 5 straight minutes to open my eyes, like I experienced sleep paralysis, but I knew that was not the case... after moaning, trying to move my limbs, I came into semi-consciousness. I soon noticed that I was not wearing any clothes. this made my ears ring in panic, because I always sleep with clothes on: PJ's, or T-shirt and panties, but never bare. my entire body, breasts, pussy, even my damn socks were off! My nipples hard from the cold air.

I sit up and feel extremely dizzy and nauseus..... I'd have thrown up if I had any food..... I turn on my lamp, because there was not enough sun to light my room, and that is the moment I saw something that should not be there... some kind of disc. I always keep my movies, CD's, and videogames in their proper place, so for a blank disc to be out of a case next to my bed is anything but normal. someone broke in, and had some odd agenda.... 

I grab my nightstand knife, and look through my entire house for any sign of an intruder. I didn't even bother putting on my clothes, and nothing. the only obvious sign that someone was in my house was the fact that my cat had fresh food, and water in her bowls. I know my cat's eating habits and she never leaves a single kibble untouched. 

but I was not harmed, nor was anything stolen. my safe, full of valuables, was only protected by a padlock. easily pickable, or breakable, and I never hid the key. I thanked the stars I was alive and okay, for the most part, and I return to the disc. I load it into my PS3, since the disc had DVR on it. 

No time was wasted, as soon as anything came on screen, it was a handheld camera video showing ME getting Chloroformed by a woman.... but who was holding the camera? well there was more than one person. The person holding the camera was a man, so presumably I was being knocked out by a couple playing some sick game.......

How did I know the other was a man? well he and she were fondling my breasts under my plain white T-shirt. I was struggling with all my might, but it was no mystery how I ended up, since my body ceases to struggle, my eyes shut, and my reddish-haired head slumps down as I pass out in the woman's arms.

The man was not seen yet, but he was wearing odd clothing judging by the fancy material on his molesting arm. he was at least 6 inches taller, but kind of slender. and the woman was wearing a black mask, the kind you wear at a masquerade. she wore a tight, revealing black dress. the lighting was dark, but I could tell she had the same size breasts as me: B. she  appeared to be a blonde. Not sure if she was a natural blonde, since it was dyed. Who the hell were these people? wearing high-class-fancy-pants clothing and knocking out a mild-mannered middle class introvert!?

There was absolutely no sound. so it was my best guess, whatever the perverted comments were. I appreciate the fact that I didn't have to hear it. They were hungry for my body. both of them fondling my breasts vigorously, and the man gently rubs my pussy. the woman continuing to hold the cloth to my mouth, she says words and is giving such a seductive smile to her man. gawking over their prize.

the woman, then releases the cloth and they continue to squeeze and carress my tits like there was no tomorrow. she kisses my neck and whispers something in my ear. my best guess is: "sleep well, baby" or "You're ours now" or "the cake is a lie." Fuck if I knew.

before long, the girl turned my body around and effortlessly draped me over her shoulder. surprising since I'm not that skinny and I am pretty heavy. I could only watch the video in disgust and horror as I watch them groping my pink-satin-panty-clad butt. I guess my constant walking and jogging payed off because they LOVED my ass! groping, clasping, slapping it with delight, and inevitably evil grins. 

The woman carried me over the shoulder, my butt being fondled the whole time, through the house. she even looked herself carrying me in the bathroom mirror. I caught a glimpse of the man in the mirror. he too wore a masquerade mask. a white one. dark brown, or black curly hair. after a minute or so of that, they take me to my bedroom, and gently lay me down. they set the camera on a tripod, and the couple were in full view, molesting my breasts and pussy. I was totally helpless, and I felt just as well watching it on DVD, but after a little while of watching it, it kind of turned me on. I felt awful and dirty for it, but I can't deny my hardened nipples and wet pussy...

they use scissors and cut my shirt, leaving me topless. the man takes my shirt and put in in a dufflebag. souvinier I suppose. I guess something was stolen after all. besides my innocence.... The woman slips her dress off, and she lightly caresses her own pussy before opening my mouth, and putting her left breast in my mouth. she stayed in that position for several minutes, reacting in pleasure. maybe unconsciously I was sucking on her nipple. the man was fondling my left breast with his left hand, and the woman's right breast with his other hand. both of them grinning. enjoying every second.

after that, the man rolls me onto my stomach, and the woman does the same right next to me. he gets on the bed, and gropes the hell out of both of our asses, one naked, one satin-clad, and his hungry hands left no part unsqueezed. she wiggles her butt in delight and she strokes my wavy hair. they talk for a brief moment while he gropes my ass. he smiles, and sits at the foot of the bed, and she pulls me from the bed, and she gently drapes me over the man's knees.

by this point I don't even consider turning it off. it's like the princess diaries 2. it's horrendously bad. it's awful, but entertaining enough to sit through......

then the couple take turns spanking my butt. pretty hard. what I did to deserve punishment? exist. that's what. they spank both cheeks mercilessly, unapologetic.... after about 5 straight minutes of undeserved punishment, I see myself starting to wake up. slowly, but surely. the man snaps a finger and the girl pours more chloroform onto the cloth. before I could realize anything, she claps the cloth over my mouth while he holds me steady,and squezzes my butt some more. it only took a moment before my head slumps back down. nothing happened. after releasing the cloth, the woman takes a syringe out of the bag, and hands it to him. he pulls my panties down, exposing my red ass. he injects the needle into my left ass cheek. no doubt at all that keeps me out for the night until I reached this point. 

the man throws me back onto the bed on my back, like a doll. he puts my panties in his bag. I can't believe it! that bastard stole my underwear too! on top of that, he, takes my socks off and starts licking and sucking on my feet... I never understood the foot fetish, but he seems to enjoy my rough chapped feet... while he marvels over them still, the woman takes off his clothes, until he is as naked as we are. his dick like pike, straight, hard and ready to penetrate. 

the woman starts to perform oral sex on the man, vigorously, and fast, like a whacky porno. he holds her head and plays with her golden head. his dick was not awfully long, but she could fit it all in her mouth. kind of impressive. his right hand, rubbing one of my feet. he starts going nuts with pleasure, and yanks her hair. eventually, he makes her stop, and they share a long passionate kiss.

the woman spreads my legs, and begins to kneel on the bed and lick my sleeping pussy. and the man begins to fuck her pussy from behind. she vigorously licked me with the same energy as she sucked on his dick. despite that, he fucks her slowly, and gently. savoring every little moment. he grabs her ass, and fucks her deeply, but sweetly. she continues to lick me like icecream, whilst filling her hands with my breasts, and me unable to moan, scream for help, scream in pleasure; I can do nothing but wacth in on my T.V. He pulls her hair, and scratches her back, as he starts to fuck her a little faster. his mask almost falls off, but he adjusts it. 

It's pretty apparent that he didn't cum, since his expressions didn't imply that outcome. the girl must have came at least twice. he pulls out of her, and the woman starts to suck on my breasts. and the man teases my pussy with his extremely erect penis. I watch on in a reluctant anticipation for penetration.

he raises my legs to his shoulders and begins to fuck me. he does not take it slow with me though. he fucks me hard and aggressively. I was out like a poweroutage. what ever was in that needle could make me sleep through hell's bells... the woman continues eating my boobs. the rocks back and forth and so does my breast. the one the woman isn't sucking. As he keeps violating me, he and the woman start kissing. open mouth, tongue kissing, the whole nine yards. then they stop kissing, and she starts to finger herself, while the man goes down on me. squeezing my breasts as he is fucking me harder and harder. he puts my left nipple in his mouth during which, and she is enjoying the plasuring of herself. my unresponsive, unmoving body only driving them more insane... he slightly lifts my torso to the point where my neck arches backwards and bobs as he keeps thrusting his cock in me. his thrusts become more stecato, quicker, and he soon pulls out of me. plenty of my vaginal fluids dripping.... 

the woman lays on her back, and the man pulls me into a position, where my head, more specifically: mouth, is on her pussy, and my ass is up. the woman moves my head up and down, to and fro, forcing my head to stimulate her pussy. the man, wanting to finish what he started, puts his penis in my ass. hard to tell from the sideway angle, but judging by how slowly he entered, and the way he opened his mouth, and bit his lip made it a fair assumption. the first minute or so of him violating the other hole now, was very slow and smooth, lubed up from precum and vaginal fluid... the rocking was enough to pleasure the woman. she pulled my hair, and smiled as she was moaning. she reached out a hand for him, and he grabs her hand like he wanted to kiss it. too far to reach, but I suppose they wanted yet another romantic moment at my expense. his mouth opens more and more and he fucks my ass faster and faster: harder too. his smooth hands grasp my hips for dear life. and then he gives several very hard thrusts, and he cums in me, most like making his lover cum too, with all of this commotion. he pulls out of me, and lies on his side. must have been super intense for the both of them......

the video stops after that point and as wet as it admittedly made me, I start to wonder what to do with the video. know what I think? nothing. I'm gonna do nothing. that is the least of my concerns at the moment......

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


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


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


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


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



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


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


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



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


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


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



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



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


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


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


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



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


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



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


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



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



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


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

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


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


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


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


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


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



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


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



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


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



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



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



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


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


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



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



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


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



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



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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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



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


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


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



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


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


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

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

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

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

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

" What is it?" Don asked me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I love you, baby."

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

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

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

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

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

" Hi..." Don said and smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The End.

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Amelia sighed as she pushed the key into the lock of her own door. Earlier, she had told the agency what happened in the street, and how she woke up in nothing but her panties. It hadn’t done much for her reputation, but the agency knew just how well they had trained Maggie, and how any other agent in her position would have been subdued just as easily.

She rubbed her sore neck, and she tossed her purse to the side. She had ditched the police vest but she still had on the tight skirt, the stockings and the white blouse. Kicking of her shoes by the front door, she clambered up the stairs and went into her bedroom, quickly pulling off her blouse and tossing it into her hamper.

“Hello Amelia” Said a smooth voice from behind her.

She whirled around to face the woman who was sitting in her chair with her legs crossed.

“Maggie?” She said, glaring at the buxom beauty before her.

Maggie Taylor, the spy for hire who had used to be her lover, and who had more recently drugged and robbed Amelia, uncrossed her legs. She tried to sit up.

“Amelia, let me explain-” She began, pushing herself up from the chair.

“No, not another word out of you!” She cried, reaching for a drawer by her bedside.

Pulling the drawer open with one swift move, she reached in and pulled out a small pistol, pivoting back to face Maggie who had managed to stand up before pressing the trigger and releasing a small whoosh of air followed a hypodermic dart being launched out.

“Ow!” Yelped Maggie, pulling the empty needle out of her hip.

“Amelia, whyyyyyyyy…..” She trailed off, going limp and falling to the floor.

Amelia didn’t even step forward to catch her as she fell to the floor




Amelia gazed down at the sleeping woman before her. She trailer a hand down the side of her leg, feeling goosebumps form as she did. She remembered the nights they had spent together, how much fun they had had, and for a moment her resolve slipped.

She reached over and pulled off her shirt, tossing it aside. She did the same to her skirt, throwing it onto the pile on the floor. She ogled the black woman’s smooth skin, her chest rising and falling gently as she slept. She reached down and cupped her bra.

She pulled it down, gently rubbing the tips of her fingers on her skin as they used to. Maggie’s nipples quickly hardened. Amelia breathed out quickly, unable to hold her lust back any longer, she slid onto Freema and straddled her as she began trailing kisses down her collarbone. She moaned, orgasmically as she made her way downwards. She heard another moan, only this time it wasn’t her own.

‘Crap’ she thought, her make out session cut short. She rolled off of Maggie and got into position, waiting for her to wake up.

Maggie groaned and rolled around on the bed. She moved to slide her arm under her head but when she pulled she was met with resistance. Moving slightly, she saw that her hands were bound to the posts on the side of her bed, with some industrial grade black handcuffs. Scrambling slightly, she looked around.

She was tied to a simple bed, and her shirt and skirt had been stolen from her. She looked down at her now obvious magenta bra and panties. She was spread eagle, and she felt the rush of the cold air on her exposed stomach. She looked around and saw a familiar face. From across the room, Amelia stood with her arms crossed.

“You had a lot of nerve coming here after the stunt you pulled earlier today.” She said, stepping closer. She had changed into a red shirt and a black skirt, so short it almost could be reclassified as a belt. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t pick up the phone and call headquarters, then have you arrested?”

Maggie twisted herself upright and began speaking.

“You mean other than the fact that I hid a signal jammer in your house?” Amelia groaned, but Maggie continued “I need your help”

“Huh” Amelia snorted, chuckling lightly “Why on earth would I help you?”

“Because I can get you that list back” She said, trying to sit up comfortably.

“I thought you had it” Amelia said, narrowing her eyes.

“It… Was stolen from me” She said, pulling on her bonds.

“Someone robbed the thief?” Amelia said, with a smile.

“Not someone, I know who.” She said.


“Let me out and I’ll tell you”

“Not a chance” Said Amelia “All I have to do is pick up a phone and you’ll be locked away for the rest of your life.”

Maggie shifted nervously. “Fine. It was Clara Coleman.”

The Clara Coleman?” Asked Amelia incredulously “The world class criminal? And you were going to sell state secrets to her?” Amelia looked absolutely furious.

“Look, I’m sorry. But right now, there’s the small issue of getting the names back”

“Why would you even tell me anything?” Asked Amelia, hands on her hips?

“Because you want the names back.” Said Maggie, smiling mischievously.

“And what’s in it for you?”

“Revenge” Said Maggie, eyes ablaze.

Amelia considered it. Time and time again, Maggie had proven to be untrustworthy beyond belief. She had double crossed her on more than one occasion. But one thing Maggie had always been was a formidable foe, and right now, Maggie’s enemy seemed to be the same as Amelia’s, so Maggie’s skill sets would be directed at her and not Amelia.

Maggie waited while Amelia came up with the verdict. Eventually, Amelia looked at Maggie. “We do this, we do it by my rules. Rule one, you do what I say”

“Fair enough”

“Rule two; No stealing while were working together”


“And rule three; when were done, you don’t get to run along. You get a 24 hour head start, that’s all. Understood?”

“Yes” Said Maggie, smiling. “Now uncuff me.”

“In a second” She said, turning around and rummaging through a drawer. Maggie tilted her head back, closing her eyes. Today had been stressful day, and the relief of knowing that Amelia would be one her side was incredibly high.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her leg. Looking down, she saw Amelia emptying the contents of her own syringe into her thigh muscle.

“What the hell Amelia?” She asked, angrily.

“I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you. So the handcuffs don’t come off unless you’re asleep” She said. Noticing Maggie’s drooping eyelids, she smiled, realizing that soon, she could finish her interrupted fantasy “And sleep seems to be coming sooner than expected. Higher dosage for me?”

“I’m not… I just neee… need a mommeeee…” Her syllables slurred as her tongue grew heavy. Her head started loll, and she felt herself sinking deeper into the bed. Amelia bent over, climbing in top of Maggie, and spoke “Sorry darling. You started this” And as Maggie’s head sank deeper into the pillow, she leaned down and kissed her on the lips, the taste of Maggie bringing back many memories.


She pulled herself off when she felt Maggie go limp. She then undid her handcuffs and carried the dark woman down into her car, sliding her into the backseat. She clicked in her own seatbelt and drove off into the night.

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

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

She was a spy.

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

“So you enjoy the weather?”

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

“Yes, but I prefer the winter.”

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

“Maggie?” She asked, blinking.

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

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

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

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

“Hey, hey, hey, relax.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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