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So, last week I posted an online ad for my longboard that I never use. I ask a low price and after sorting through the spam, I get a real offer. We agree to meet at this old diner in the evening. I get there and he is sitting in one of the very back booths. Very odd looking man, fairly thin, strawberry blonde hair, bright blue eyes. I ask if he wants to come out and see the board. He says in a minute and asks if I would like something to drink. I accept his offer. He gets up and I can see his reflection in the window at the counter. I see the person at the counter hand him a rootbeer float. And then I see him reach into his pocket, pull something out, and drop it into the drink. My heart freezes. 

 

He sits back down across from me and sets the drink in front of me. He asks me if I am a student here. I don't know what to do. I'm scared that if I try to run he will chase me. Plus he has my phone number and could probably find out where I live. So I decide to oblige his small talk and just take small sips of the drink. I bring it to my lips and take the teeniest tiniest sip. I see his eyes light up. I tell him about my school and ask again if he wants to see the board. He says when I finish the rootbeer float. He tells me I should hurry because the ice cream is melting. I take another sip. No funny taste. So we go on and I make up a bunch of stuff about my life so he doesn't get to know me personally. 

 

And then I notice I am having trouble focusing on his face. It's like my contacts are dry or something. And then I take a look down at the rootbeer float. It's half empty. I didn't realize how fast I was drinking. I try to think of an excuse to leave but then a much larger man comes and sits next to me trapping me in the booth. He asks if this is the longboard girl and the guy says yes. Now I am having trouble sitting straight up. Like my balance is off. And I know they can tell I'm struggling. The large man next to me gives me a nudge and laughs. He asks the other guy if I took a "full dose". He says no and that I am a slow drinker. Now I'm getting really dizzy. I ask for him to let me out and to my surprise he does. But as I exit the booth I begin to stumble and he catches me. He says he will help me to my car. His grip on my arm tells me that isn't all he will do. He tells the other guy to pay the check and then practically drags me outside. 

 

My legs are weak and won't move where I want them to. As soon as we get outside he starts pulling me towards what looks like a big black suv. It's hard to tell with my vision so blurry. I try to tell him no but my words just stumble out in a drunken mess. When we get to the suv he slides open the side door and lifts me up and sets me inside. I try to crawl back out but he shuts the door. I hear it lock. But then I hear one of the front doors open. The man is holding a white wad of cloth. He tosses it at me and then slams the door shut again. 

 

The smell hits me before the cloth does. The wad of cloth is soaked in something and it hits me right on my chest and falls into my lap leaving a huge weat spot on my t shirt. I grab it and hold it to my nose. It smells awful. Like a sour chemical smell. I toss it into the front seat and my hand stumbles to find the side door handle. It won't budge. 

 

The smell is overpowering now. I sit in the seat and don't have the strength to lift my head up. I'm so sleepy. I hear them outside the suv talking about me. But I can't tell what they are saying. Then the door slides open. I feel someone scoot me aside and sit next to me. Feels like the smaller man. He makes a comment about the smell and I hear the larger man say something about expired chloroform. 

 

Next thing I know the suv is moving. I droop to the side and my head leans on the man's shoulder. I feel him reach his hand up my shirt. He cups my breast and I accidentally let out a moan. He asks the other man for the bottle of chloroform and says he has an idea. He leans me forward and removes my shirt. He then unhooks my bra and removes it. I hear a bottle of liquid swishing. Then my bra cup is over my face. I try to hold my breath but the fumes seem to go up my nose anyways. Then I feel his hand reach into my yoga pants. He starts to massage my pussy. I moan again and accidentally inhale. The sour smell burns my nose but his hand feels so good. Pretty soon I don't care. I take a deep breath. And then another. I hear him mention how weak the chloroform is. The other guys says to just give it a minute. Then my guy starts to say something but his words trail off as if in a tunnel. The bumpy road feels smooth. Like flying. 

 

I wake up back in the parking lot of the diner. It's night. I groggily stand up and notice that my shirt is on but my bra is missing. I also have this intense warm pleasurable feeling in my pussy. I stumble to my car. My longboard is still there. It scares me to think that my first thought was, maybe if I repost it, this will happen again. 

 

 

 

 

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

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

San Luis, Obispo, California

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Xenia..." Vincent whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Ples..How long...?"

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

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

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

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

" Yes."

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

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

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

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

Xenia sighed deeply," What happened to you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The End

 

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The Fighting Dungeon – The First Fight of the Night

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Maggie closed the door to her hotel room. Removing the flash drive from her pocket, she placed it on the table, and took a seat on the couch. She pulled off her high heels, placing them on the floor near the couch, and pulled out a bottle of wine, in celebration of her victory. She plucked a bottle from the rack, and placed it on the counter. She then went to change.

Removing her ridiculous get up, she removed the long floral dress and denim jacket, throwing them to the floor and instead picking out a red button up blouse and a more form-fitting skirt. She threw them on, and walked back into the living room, pouring the champagne into a glass and drinking it slowly, a smile on her face.

Soon she received the call from her employer, asking if she had the device.

“The flash drive is in my possession. When will you arrive for pickup”

“Very soon” Said the voice from the receiver, before hanging up.

Smiling to herself, and regarding the promise of half a million euros. She sipped her champagne. She was aware of a faint odor, and she sniffed the air apprehensively. She didn’t notice the small ripple of air coming from the vents. Strangely, she felt slightly lightheaded. Chalking it down to drinking the champagne on an empty stomach. She stood up and almost immediately knew something was wrong.

The floor seem to warp slightly, at an awkward angle. She blinked, trying to walk forward but her balance seemed so off that she lurched forward and almost fell over. She pushed a hand out to steady herself, gripping the wall tightly. She tried to move up and out of the hallway, but the room started spinning again. She took a step and stumbled forward hazily.

The door to her hotel room opens, and a woman in a sharp business suit steps forward. She’s wearing a gas mask that covers the lower half of her face, but not her sharp, hazel eyes. Her long brown hair flows freely down to her shoulders, and she walks forward easily and determinedly.

Maggie tried to walk past her but her legs gave away and she dropped to the floor. The whole world is spinning, and she can barely move her arms. The woman walked over to the table and took the flash drive. She turned to walk away, but Maggie moaned “Who… are …you?”

The woman bent over, closer to her. She spoke through the mask “Don’t recognize me?”

Maggie remembered the voice, her drug addled brain putting together the voice of her employer. “Coleman…”

“Oh please” She said “Call me Clara.”

Martha groaned, trying to keep her eyelids open. Clara place a finger on Maggie’s lips, stopping her. “Don’t waste your breath. Did you seriously think I would give you half a million euros?”

Maggie tried to move but she was too weak. Her eyelids drooped even more, fluttering slightly. She gave a sigh, and rolled out onto the floor unconscious. Clara smiled, picking her up and placing her on the bed. She gently positioned her so that she would rest comfortably.

She looked at the sleeping beauty sadly.

“I’m sorry it had to be this way dear” She said to the drugged Maggie, sensually caressing her stocking-clad thigh “I truly am. But you were too expensive for my taste.” She lifted up her mask, and blew a brief kiss to the buxom beauty before reapplying the gas mask. She gave the air a sniff. The knockout gas had washed out. She pulled off her mask, revealing her lovely face and gorgeous features.

Stroking Maggie’s chest, she pulled her blouse open, and admired her magenta bra before tossing her shirt to the floor. Stroking her now iexposed stomach, she kissed the flat of her belly, moving from from her chest to the bottom. 

Not stopping, she pulled off the dark skinned woman's skirt, revealing her panties whcih matched her bra. Tracing a finger of her inner thigh, she illiceted a shudder from Maggie. Smiling, she stripped off her own shirt, admiring her ass in the mirror as she undressed.

'my god i look great' she thought, stripping her skirt and panties. She looked over to Maggie, who was still sleeping peacfully and nakedly on the bed. She climbed onto her, her busy chest buncing with every step. Her nipples were already errect, and she was beyond controlling herself now. 

She pressed herself closer to martha's body, panting and sweatign as she did so. She gyarated her hips, getting a quick response from maggie.

'She's very eager' She though, rubbing maggie and herself. Panting and moaning, she exploded, with such force that she rolled off of Maggie, onto the bed. She heaved, her perfect breasts rising anf falling evenly. Sighing, she rolled off and slid on her clothes, wiping her hair back into place in the mirror. 

Taking Maggie's clothing, she redressed her casually, and placed head onto the pillow. She took a small bottle of chloroform, and dribbled some onto the pillow, ensuring Maggie wouldn't awake for several hours at least. She caught a wiff of the vapors as she poured.

 

She took a step forward, slightly dizzy from the fumes, before walking away from the luxurious apartment and the luscious women that lay sleeping in it.

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New York, 1957

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Yes. Yes, she is."

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

" Very well....Please."

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

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

" Very pleased to meet you."

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

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

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

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

" Good evening, Miss. Diana Prince."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Sure!"

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

" What do you mean?"

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

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

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

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

" Yes? Please continue, Diana."

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

" You drugged me!?"

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

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

" Who are you, really?"

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

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

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

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

" I heard that!"

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

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

" Mmm!" Wonder Woman cried out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Sssh."

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

" Go to sleep now, Wonder Woman-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Elizabetha kissed those sleeping lips before going to find Sebastian

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" What - what are you doing, Elizabetha?"

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

" What're y-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Mmmph!..."

Elizabetha laughed giddily." Sssh!"

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

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

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

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

" Mmm!" Elizabetha pleasurably sighed beneath the cloth.

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

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

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

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

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

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

It read:

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

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

THE END

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My name is Jackie and I am a special CIA agent. A month ago, I was called to headquarters where I was given a mission. I had to steal the complete list of Czech spies in USA. I was told that in Prague's downtown there is a top secret office located in an apartment where all that information is processed. The mission was to copy the registry files from the office chief's computer, the only computer where the whole information was stored.I was told too that the office chief's name was Juddy, the best agent of the Czech security agency. Juddy used to work alone by night, protected by one security guard, always females that took turns. It was important to act with Juddy in office, as the computer's password was not known and was unbreakable.Also, I should do everything alone, as we knew that we were infiltrated by the Czechs, so secret was key to have a successful mission. I was given the usual equipment: sleep gas, chloro, blackjack, dart gun, some drug needles, and a new drug called FS-1 which once injected its effect is to make the drugged person to forget the short term memory. I was given too the list of turns of the security guards. There it was identified a new one, who had her first turn in two days. I had her address too. Her name was Anna.So I rushed to Prague and booked a room at a hotel. On the afternoon before Anna's first turn I went to her apartment. I saw her exiting so I managed to enter in the place. There when I saw her by the window returning I got hidden in her room's closet. I left the door ajar so I saw her getting undressed and going to the bathroom. As she was taking a shower I exited the closet and stood by the bathroom's door.When she entered back the room, still wet and covered only by a white towel, she did'nt notice me. She put the towel on the bed, and there she was: beautiful, with her long blond hair and nice butt...I raised my hand with the blackjack, but at that time she turned around and saw me. She was quick: she promptly kicked my hand and the blackjack flew away. Then she punched my belly. It was strong and I got a bit dizzy, but I managed to take my dart gun and shot her two darts on her belly.Ouch! Ouch! I heard, then she took the darts away and tried to run to the living room to take her phone, but it was not possible. The drug had already arrived to his brain, so she fell on the floor, where she, still with her eyes open, moaned a couple of times and went right to Dreamland.As I saw her limp body lying on the floor, I thought how well prepared are the Czech agents, and I thought that I would have to be very careful.I carried Anna to the bed and put her on it, face up. Then I tied her hands and feet to the bed, leaving her like an X. Then, looking at her, I thought how beautiful she was. Her face was wonderful, and all her skin was perfectly white. She had big tits with pronounced nipples, and a pretty hairy pussy, which was a little wet.It was that last vision, along with her open mouth which turned me on. Fortunately, I remembered my duty. I looked at my watch, and I had just the time to arrive to "my" guard turn.So I injected Anna enough drug to keep her sleeping for the appropriate time and then I put on her uniform, not forgetting the badge nor her security card. I put my stuff in her purse and then I couldn't resist to give her a passionate French kiss before going to office."Bye baby, I have great plans for later", I said before closing her apartment's  door.Anna's car's GPS made easy to arrive on time. I parked the car, took the elevator and ringed the bell at Juddy's secret office. "Hi, I'm Anna, the new guard", I said. "Hi, I'm Jane" she said."Could you please introduce me to Agent Juddy and then show me the place, as today's my first day?". "Of course, Anna"So Jane showed me the place and headed to Juddy's office. There she was, working with her computer. She stood up to say hello. She gave me her hand then a kiss on my right cheek. I felt a very sexy smell. "Hello, Anna, good to have you in my team".Juddy was dressed in black leather. She was using a short jacket (later I would realize that there was nothing under that jacket), and an also short skirt. It seems that black was her favorite color, as her stockings and long boots were black too...Then she walked to the small living in her office where she sat down on a sofa, and asked me to sit down in front of her. Then when she crossed her legs I saw that her beautiful black fishnet stockings were tigh high. "Oh my God!", I thought.Then she dismissed Jane and began a conversation about me. I had studied Anna's profile so it was no problem. As she spoke, I was getting hotter and hotter ant trying to not lose focus on my mission, which was becoming increasingly difficult.Finally, Juddy asked me a black coffee and went to her office. That was my golden opportunity, I thought. I headed to the kitchen and prepared a good black coffee mug (a black mug!). I then put a couple of strong sleeping drug drops in it and went to Juddy's office to give it to her."Here is your black coffee, Agent Juddy", I said. "Thanks, could you please put it on the desk" she said. I did it. "I will be in the living room" I said and went reading, waiting for the drug's effect.I thought that, as she liked black so much she would not mind to go black..

When I was reading I heard a weak voice: "A...a....a...a...ann....anna..." and I heard the sound of Agent Juddy's heels on the floor. So I stood up and went to the office. There she was at the office's door. Then I realized that I had made a mistake... the two drop drug dose was good for a sleep drink but not for a cup of black coffee, so she was still awake, yet dizzy."P...p...please A..a...anna...h..h...help me...", she said with a voice that was getting weaker by the second. I went in front of her and with my two thumbs I delicately pinched both sides of her sexy neck in order to promptly finish the job. When she realized that, she opened her beautiful eyes as she got quite surprised, but she was then so weak that she couldn't resist.."Nighty night, baby". I said as I pressed. "A...a...aarrgghhhh....." was heard as she fell in front of me. And ther she was, now unconscious and sitting on the floor with her back on the wall. As she fell, her skirt had moved, so the skin between her stockings and her (black too!) panties was visible. Also the jacket had mooved, leaving her pretty belly and navel exposed. A good navel has always turned me on, should I say... Her hair was in disorder and her head was banged to the right side. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open.Needless to say, that vision got me very very hot. In fact, I went wet almost inmediately. Luckily, I remembered the official purpose of my visit so I rushed to the computer, in ordert o act before the activation of the screen protection, which would have turned very difficult the task. I inserted a pendrive and made a backup of the files in the hard disk.I was really hot. Remember that I had the real Anna lying on her bed unconscious waiting for me to profit, and now I had Agent Juddy there... I looked at my watch and realized that I had enough time to enjoy from Agent Juddy before the arrival of the next turn guard.So I went back to the living room and moved the coffee table in order to leave the rug clean and took off my (In fact Anna's) uniform and shoes. Now I was in my pretty white lingerie. I headed to bring Agent Juddy. She was still gone. I took her legs and dragged until I put her limp body on the rug, face up. I then opened her arms and legs leaving her like an X.I opened the zipper of her jacket. Then I relized that she was not using bra. Her tits were very beautiful. I liked the fact that I could cover them with my hands, which I did. For some reason, maybe because the heater was off, her nipples were quite hard. I liked their color. Idelicately licked and sucked both nipples for a while.Then I took off her panties and opened her legs again. How beautiful pussy she had! The pubic hair was wonderful. You know, I like women with a good pubic hair, I hate when it is removed. The pussy itself was very interesting. The labia had an appropriate size, and it was a little wet.It was when I was admiring her pussy when I heard her voice. "W...w...wh...what....", so I quickly took my rag and my bottle of chloroform... I pressed the wet rag on her nose and mouth and pressed... Her eyes went very open again first, then went white as I decreasingly heard "mmmmpppphhhh", "mmmppphhh", "mmpphh"..."mm...".Now she was limp and mine... I stood up in front of her and looked at tha pretty woman. As I said she was like an X on the rug. Her leather jacket was open, leaving uncovered her belly, navel, tits and nipples. She still had her heels and stockings put on and her leather skirt had been moved, so her wonderful pussy and pubic hair were exposed too...I firstly took her some pictures, which I could later use for masturbation and blackmailing purposes.Next I looked at her and I said "Agent Juddy, I know what I want from you, but I don't know where to begin...".

As I looked at the limp Agent Juddy, I touched my pussy. It was so wet...I then took off my lingerie. Now I was naked and hot... I went to the kitchen and took an ice cube from the fridge. I came back to the living room.Then i caressed Agent Juddy with the ice cube. First her lips, then her nipples, then i went back on her stomach, with special attention to her beauti fulnavel. Finally, I inserted the remaining of the ice cube in her pussy, in order to finish the melting...I was getting hotter by the second. I lied on Agent Juddy and gave her a long and passionate French kiss as I subbed her pussy with mine. Then I softly kissed her forehead, then her closed eyes, then her lips. After the kisses I licked her neck and then went down...Her nipples were very very hard, thanks to the ice cube. They were wet too, for the same reason. I lost control, and I began to furiously lick and suck her nipples as I groaned and moaned. Then I went to the pussy. I kissed it and covered my head with her leather skirt, then I began to delicate suck it as I kneaded her tits with my hands. I kept moaning and groaning as I did that.As I caressed ant touched her tits and nipples, I licked Agent Juddy's labia with complete dedication and enjoying it a lot. Then my tongue went to her clitoris. As I gently licked and sucked it, I inserted a finger in her pussy and began to stimulate her G-spot. The double effect provoked Agent Juddy, still limp, to move, groan and moan.That was definitely too much for me. As I kept doing that, I began to heavily masturbate with my other hand. The orgasm came very soon. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" I screamed repeatedly without control. Then I closed my eyes and rested a while.I was resting when I heard Agent Juddy's voice. First some groaning and moaning, then "where do I am? what is happening? who are y........?". She couldn't finish, as I had reacted and I nerve pinched her...Then I turned her. Now she was face down again as an X. First I quickly moved her jacked and exposed her back and I caressed, licked and kissed it. But my real goal was her pretty butt...I moved her leather skirt in order to leave her ass completely exposed. I kissed, licked and sucked both buttocks, and then I put one hand on each of them. I kneaded them, pressed them and then separated them. Between those mounts there was a pretty valley. Keeping the buttocks separated, I licked the valley and took the pretty hairs between my lips. Then I first put my tongue on her anus, then licked it and licked it, and licked it... until, I again lost control and inserted a finger on it, in one hard move. That mad Agent Juddy to wake up. Happily, I realized it promptly, so I inmediately chopped her neck. "Ugh!" She was again out cold. I then rubber her ass with my pussy until a new orgasm came. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!", again many times until I fell on her.Then I heard a sound. "beep" "beep" "beep"...It was my watch. I had put the alarm in order to be ready on time. "What a pity" I thought. "I wish I could had more time, but I hope to see you soon, Agent Juddy" I said.Now it was time to leave everything in order before changing "my" turn with the next guard...

I fistly put Agent Juddy's panty on again. Then I arranged her stockings and skirt. Finally I closed her leather jacket's zipper.Next I put my hands under her armpits and dragged her to her office. I managed to sit her on her chair. I arranged her clothes and then combed her hair. Happily, she didn't use make-up so it was not needed to work on that. Now she was ready. She looked very sexy. Her head was banged back, so her neck was fully exposed.I took her cheeks with my hands and have her a long, hot and passionate French kiss, then I licked her lips.Then I went back to the living room, put again the coffee table on the rug and got dressed with "my" uniform. After that, I went to Agent Juddy's office and I took the black coffee mug. I went to the kitchen, rinsed it and put a bit of cold coffee from the coffee maker. I left the mug on Agent Juddy's desk.Now I was ready. So I took my FS-1 can and sprayed that odorless drug on her nose. Just a little bit, which left no residuals, would be needed to erase Agent Juddy's short term memory. She would not forget anything that happened that night!Just in time! I heard the bell ringing and I went to open the door. There was the other guard. "Hi Anna" she said upon looking at my badge. I looked at hers and said  "hi Kim". "Everything's OK" she asked. "Yes" I said "everything's OK, it seems that Agent Juddy was very tired, as she is sleeping now".We both went to the office and saw Agent Juddy waking up. Not remembering anything, as expected, she said "It seems that I was too tired, could you bring me some fresh and hot black coffee?". Then she dismissed me and Kim was in charge. I exited the building's parking lot thinking that I was very lucky, as FS-1 was still an experimental drug and its effect was not guaranteed.I headed to Anna's apartment.When I arrived to her place she was still tied to her bed and was waking up and opening her eyes. She looked at me with fear and asked "what is happe....   ugh!". She couldn't finish, as I chopped both sides of her neck. I then untied her. I sprayed her a good dose of FS-1. Then I opened the night table's drawer and took her vib.I put it on her pussy and turned it on at maximum strenght. I left her uniform on the chair where i found it and put on my clothes. I exited the apartment as I heard her strong orgasm screaming.There was no risk to be discovered. She wouldn't remember anything yet she would realize that she didn't go to work. But not being called from headquarters, she would keep her mouth very closed instead of confessing that she didn't go to work because she fainted upon masturbating after her shower...Two days later I was al the CIA headquarters in Langley. "Mission accomplished" I said to my boss as I gave him the stolen information."Good job, Jackie" he said. "Your next mission is to go to Cuba. Look, Agent Juddy will go to exchange information with the Cubans. All will be made in a resort. Take that as a vacation ha ha ha. As you know Agent Juddy very well, I presume that you will enjoy the job. Here you have a Mexican passport. Tonight you have to fly to Havana via Mexico City".I went home to take my stuff, As I had time I took a bath. I lighted candles and looked at the limp Agent Juddy's pictures as I heavily masturbated. I had a couple of wonderful orgasms. Then I rested and thought "Juddy, gorgeous Juddy, I will see before I expected..."

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"This coffee tastes very well" Martha said, blinking to clear the haze in her eyes. Mr. Willocks continued talking, but his voice was beginning to sound far away, and unfocused. She shook her head, trying to clear the haze.
"Miss Smith, are you feeling ok?" he asked, mocking concern. "Such a clever woman, and as a spy, don't you know never to drink something that isn't yours?" 
Martha gasped "you.. You drugged my coffee? She asked, getting up. She stumbled, but tried to turn away. He legs were feeling numb, and her head was spinning, but she still walked on. 
"Well, I can't be blamed when a spy comes into my office, what can I do? excpecially when they have plans on trying to sabotage my new monsters. go ahead and try to run if you like" He gestured towards the door. Martha took another step as the hallway lurched at an unnatural angel. "You still can't ju.. Just drug someone. Its.. It's not right." Her eyelids were beginning to flicker, feeling heavier and heavier. She took another step but her knees wobbled and she fell, her open blouse exposing her breast. She continued to crawl away, but her arms were so hard to move. She felt her exposed breast against the cold tile floor, and as she looked up she saw him gleaming over her, smiling. then her eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out.

The man looked over her unconcious body, and smiled. he ot down on his knees and began to unbutton her blouse, button by button. when eh was finished, he looked at her wonderful breasts in their voluptious glory. her nipples were unhardened, but as he gently pinched them between his thumb and fore finger, they hardened almost instantly, to rock solid.

'well, SOMEONE hasnt been getting any' thought the man, as he kept fingering her breats. the then moved don to her skirt and pulled it off of her wonderful ass and legs. he admired her stickinged legs, even rubbing her inner thoigh slightly, dampening her stockings with an increddible aroma. he sniffed them, then pulled them of as well. sshe was wearing no panties, so he simply began fingering her, which brought on more moaning, until after much juices, suddenly hot fluid poured as her body arched and a load moan escaped her lips. this lasted several seconds, unitl he realized the drug would wear off, and he quickly redressed her, worrying she would wake. but he kept the stocking, as a reminder of the dark beuty that had came in to his office.

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Jim had been staring blankly out at the garden for at least half an hour before Trish knocked at the door. Startled, he walked through the hallway to the door, stopping only to slip some knockout powder in the glass of wine nearest the door. Before he let Trish in, he closed his eyes and gave a deep breath.

 

"Hey Jim!"

 

Trish was fairly petite, about 5'3, but very beautiful for her age. Her tanktop and jean shorts showed that her skin was tan and freckled, her breasts and thighs still thick and firm at 42. Even the birth of two kids hadn't turned her tight stomach into mush. Her brown hair went to her shoulders and as Jimmy leaned in to hug and kiss her cheek he could smell her sweet shampoo.

 

Trish and Jim had been friends for almost twenty years and Jimmy had had a crush on her for at least 19. A combination of bad timing and anxiety had caused him to never make a move. It was his job, however, that forced him to make one now. Out of college, Jim went to work as a mortgage broker. Now, Jim had a heart of gold, but he also had a penchant for hanging with the wrong crowd. It wasn't long before he starting running with young mobsters. One of the older heads noticed Jim's intelligence and offered him an interesting job; kidnapping. While he was nervous at first, he quickly found that it came easy to him. It paid more than his broker job but he still had to keep it as a front. Only a few people, his cousin and best friends, knew about his job. And for awhile all was well.

 

Until last week. The Mob Jim worked for was helping incumbent Mayor Jeff Douglas get re-elected, and a devious plan was in motion. The main opposition to Douglas was none other than Trish's father, Andrew Margioli. The plan was to kidnap Trish as ransom for Andrew to stop paying his PR people. This haunted Jim, but he knew he had no choice, unless he wanted to get killed.

 

"You want some wine?" Jim asked Trish.

 

"Come on, what do you think?" she retorted rolling her eyes and giggling.

 

Jim handed her the drugged glass, and took the un-drugged one. It was time to start playing her. 

 

"So what's new kid? I haven't seen you in almost a month," he said.

 

"Well, I've still been in court with Tim," she said disparigingly, gulping down her wine. Jim knew Trish was, if not a lush, certainly prone to drinking many of their friends under the table.

 

The sleeping powder Jim had put in her drink was much more powerful than standard street ruffie. The effects were very quick and long lasting. Trish had barely set down her drink after her first gulp before she started swaying.

 

Jim quickly put his hand around her waist. "Jim...?" came softly out her mouth before her eyes rolled and her head lolled back, her body soon slumping against him behind it, completely unconscious. Her head dangled backwards, her mouth gaping open. Her right arm lay across her stomach, her left dangling in the air. Jim picked up her limp arm, feeling her smooth kin, and then dropped itHe was felt her warmth and dead weight, eyeing her breasts sticking out. Finally his conscience lost and groped them. He immediately cursed himself as he looked into her beautiful, usually perky and feisty face now slack as can be, with her hair swaying gently.

 

He picked her up in a cradle carry feeling a mix of power and deviousness and her dead limp form swayed in his arms. He felt her warm, smooth thighs and felt a strong urge to lay her down and go to work. But he looked back into her unconscious face and snapped out of it. He carried her to the back door, open it, and stepped into the night. He walked to his car and popped then. Then he, bent down and let her lifeless body slide from his. Her mouth was now only half open and her left arm slid from her stomach with thump. He took great care to lay both her arms against her stomach, and then gently stroked her lifeless face. 

 

"Sorry," he whispered.

 

He then closed the trunk, looked up into the sky, and took a deep breath. The easy part was now over.

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