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My first time trying to write something like this, feel free to leave some feedback. :-)

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We both know about each others fetishes. I ask you if I may put you under, but you hesitate, because we just met 2 weeks ago.

A little playing around with chloroform is alright, you say, but you don't want to be put to sleep all the way yet.

So I propose that I get to choose what to play with, and you take the matter into your own hands, to be on the safe side.

I get a black anesthesia mask, a bag that can be connected to the mask, a piece of cloth and the chloroform. After soaking the rag with a bit of chloroform, I put it in the bag and connect it to the black mask, so you can inhale the chloroform fumes through the mask.

We both sit down on the bed. You take the mask with the bag and hold the mask near your face, to test how strong the fumes are. You shoot me a mischievous smile and put the mask on your nose and mouth. The mask fits airtight, so you can only breath through the bag.

We both hear your breath coming through the bag now. You frown a little at the smell of the chloroform and the way it burns a little in you nose, but you keep taking short breaths through the mask while looking at me. After a few seconds it gets easier to breath and you take deeper breaths.

I lean over close to you, putting my hand on your thigh and looking into your eyes. I smell a bit of the chloroform and the rubber of the mask.

As you continue to take deep breaths through the mask, your lips start to go numb and your fingertips start to tingle. You hear a faint roaring in your ears, but it's still very quiet.

The chloroform on the rag is almost gone, and you notice that. You try to take deeper breaths to savor the last drops, and nod to the bottle of chloroform.

"A little more", I hear you say muffled by the mask. I can see your seductive smile even when it's almost entirely covered by the mask. I take the bottle, unscrew the cap and set it both back down on the nightstand. While you keep pressing the mask to your face, I disconnect the bag.

"Hold your breath for me", I tell you, and block the hole of the mask with my hand. With my other hand I take the bag between my legs, so the rag falls to the bottom. I take the chloroform and pour a little into the bag, so it soaks the cloth and bit of the bags inside. After setting the bottle back on the nightstand and closing it with the cap, I remove my hand from the mask and reconnect the bag with the mask. You bite your lip under the mask, which feels a little funny because your lip is pretty numb already. I scoot back over close to you and give a you a nod and a smile.

Your first continued breath is a little too big because you just held your breath, so you cough a bit at the fresh chloroform. I stroke your thigh to calm you and you try to take a more controlled breath. After two more breaths the roaring in your ears gets a little louder, and the tingling has reached your wrist and arm. I stroke your thighs and wander a little to their insides, which lets you take an excited, deep breath. Your vision gets a bit impaired, and your upper body sways a little, indicating the first balance problems.

You feel pretty sleepy already, your eyes are blinking quite slowly and your arm gets heavier. With a sigh and a satisfied grin, you let your arm with the mask drop. Your head sways a little to the left and finds my shoulder to rest on. Your arm is almost numb, so is your face the roaring in your ears is still there. You feel really sleepy and calm, but safe right next to me. You let your eyes close for a few seconds, resting them. The mask drops from your hand to the bed.

I move a little behind/next to you, so you can lay against me and rest your head against my chest/shoulder. You open your eyes and smile groggily up to me, then you close them again and lay against me. I slowly take the mask and bring it back near your face. Your eyes are still closed and you stopped smelling the odor of the chloroform a while ago. You keep breathing the chloroform/air mix for a few seconds.

When you sleepily open your eyes again, I press the mask gently back to your face. You frown and give out a displeased moan, twisting your head up/to the side to look at me.

I remove the mask from your face and give a you a kiss. At first you're surprised, but then you join in and let yourself melt back into me.

After several seconds I break the kiss, looking at you really closely. You slowly open your eyes, looking into mine.

"May I put you to sleep?", I ask quietly.

You still hesitate shortly, but you're already groggy, sleepy, but even more aroused. Discarding your second thoughts from the beginning, your anticipation and desire makes you shudder and take a sharp, deep breath. You rise a bit to give me a short kiss.

After breaking it, you stay close, only saying one thing.

"Please"

I smile at you, my heart beating fast now, my dream just came true.

I take the mask and bring it back near your face. You lay back against my chest, resting your head against me. I gently press the mask on your nose and mouth, you start to take a deep breath of chloroform. You put our hand over mine, holding the mask, your other hand moves down to play with yourself. You begin to moan quietly. I use my free hand to stroke from your head, over your cheek, to your breasts, circling and massaging them.

Your moaning gets a little deeper and so do your breaths. Inhaling the chloroform deeply lets the roaring in your ears get louder again. The tingling comes back quickly, your hand and arm movements start to get more uncoordinated. I feel your body getting more relaxed against mine. Your rubbing gets faster, you want to come before falling asleep. I lightly pinch one of your nipples and you take a deep breath, lifting your lower body a bit.

The roaring in your ears is now pretty loud, you can't hear your breath in the mask anymore and your hands begin to get numb again. Your movements get more and more uncoordinated and erratically, but you feel your climax getting near.

I move my free hand down from your breasts to your lower body, stroking, closing in on your clit. Your breathing gets faster the closer you get to your orgasm, you suck down the chloroform fumes and stars are now appearing in your vision. My hand is almost touching your clit, teasing you. Your arm movements get so uncoordinated, that your arm falls down beside you, giving my hand free access to your vulva.

As I touch your clit, you reach your climax. The waves of your orgasm wash over you, you lift your lower body into the air, thrusting uncontrollably and you take sharp and deep breaths. Your vision narrows, your eyes start to roll up, you moan in absolute pleasure.

You don't notice your hand dropping from my hand holding the mask, falling limp beside you on the bed. The last waves still make you buckle a bit, but you don't notice that either.

The roaring is all you hear, your breathing gets slower and steadier, your vision blurs and narrows even more. Your moaning is now only caused by sleepiness, not by arousal, and I see your eyes wandering under your half closed eyelids.

Your body gets more and more limp on me and I begin stroking back up your body. I reach your breasts, cup them shortly in my hand, and then take the bag that's hanging between them. I begin to squeeze the bag, forcing you to take deep breaths again.

After 3 squeezes you body fully relaxes, with a last sigh you slipped under. Still lying on me, I can feel you breathing in rhythm with my hand squeezing the bag. The chloroform is completely evaporated now, so I keep bagging you for a while, forcing clean air into your lungs.

After a few minutes you finger twitches a bit, then your arm, and then you move your head a little.

You awake with the mask still on your face. Your breathing feels very easy, because I still use the bag. You are still pretty groggy, but you feel me sitting behind/under you, so you use your hand to feel for my leg and touching it. I slowly remove the mask from your face and lean forward, next to your head.

You turn your head a little, looking at me with sleepy eyes.

I give you a kiss, stroke your hair and say

"I hope you enjoyed that, because I very much did. You were incredible beautiful, slipping under while cumming.", smirking a bit.

You blush just a little bit, kiss me back and then rest your head back against my chest with closed eyes.

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Krysten’s chloroform adventures

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

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

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

These are Krysten’s chloroform adventures:

Story 1: Wendy learns self-defense

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

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

            She dialed Wendy’s number and then pressed send.

            “Hello?” Wendy said cheerfully.

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

            “I’m okay. how are you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Great. I’ll see you there. Bye.”

“Bye”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, let’s go.” Wendy replied.

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

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

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

“Okay.”

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

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

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

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

“Will it hurt?”

“No. it’s painless.”

“Show me how to do it.”

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

Wendy slowly made the motion of a punch.

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

Wendy froze while her arm was extended.

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

Krysten went around Wendy and stood behind her.

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

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

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

“Sure, go ahead.”

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

She was ready.

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

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

“I’m ready.” Said Wendy, standing up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What? I’m not down for th-”

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

She’s out cold, Krysten thought.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Someone hel-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What?” Wendy said, extremely panicked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Huh?” Wendy asked, scared.

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

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

“Let go or I’ll scre-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Uh…what happened?” Wendy said groggily.

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

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

“Um…a few minutes.”

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

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

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

“Alright. I’ll see you at school.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye.”

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

Until next time…….

THE END

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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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Los Angeles,

October, 1982

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Open wide..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The End.

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(Dedicated to all sleepy fetishists everywhere. Chloroform is a dangerous, toxic chemical and can be lethal. Be advised: Chloroform Melody is an extremely graphic erotic fiction story and is for adults only)

San Luis, Obispo West Puente Valley, California.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I love you, Mel."

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

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

The End.

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

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

San Luis, Obispo, California

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Xenia..." Vincent whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Ples..How long...?"

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

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

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

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

" Yes."

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

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

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

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

Xenia sighed deeply," What happened to you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The End

 

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Jake was already highly enjoying himself just as he knew that he would be but things were just getting started.

He walked around outside back in the restraunt making sure to keep up his limp in cas he needed to use the ploy again. He moved his eyes around the room trying to figure out his next move. His eyes stopped resting on a female as she seemed to be making her way toward the front door of the retsraunt carrying some food.

 

He smiled to himself as it just seemed everything was going perfectly for him tonight. He watched as the blondes as swayed in her orange shorts walking outside to hand off some food to a customer outside.

Jake made his way outside the restraunt and made sure to wait until the car that the blonde whos name tag read Casey drove off. He then faked a very realistic looking fall holding on to his legs "ah damn it!" he yelped holding his fake injury and sitting on the ground. He waited with a fake look of pain barely able to hold back a grin as he began to hear the sound of sneakers running toward him.

Casey kneeled down touching the mans shoulder "oh my gosh are you alright sir! I can get help" she said looking at him.

Jake shook his head "no no if you could just help me to ym car it'll be fine" he said forcing himself up hobbling.

Casey helped him up holding him up a bit on her shoulder "are you sure?" she asked moving with him toward his car.

Jake nodded 'yeah yeah it'll be fine" he said taking ahold of the car and turning himself around as they reached it "could you open the door for me please?" he asked

Casey nodded "yeah sure of course" she said leaning over and opening the car door.

Jake watched her moving a bit back toward his open back window "and one last thing if it's not to much trouble could you reach in there and hand me my phone on the other side?" he asked

Casey nodded "no problem" she said reaching into the car looking around.

Slipping a blackjack out from his backseat through the window Jake smiled moving over behind Caey and slapping it over the back of her blonde head.

"ughhh" Caseys eyes rolled back bouncing limp off the car seat.

"to easy" Jake said with a smirk as he grabbed Caseys socked ankles stuffing her in the car. He ran his hands along her thighs and ass before stuffing her in the back seat where she couldn't be seen "I might actually get to keep you for later" he said with a smile reaching over and grabbing soem chloroform and a rag soaking it. He placed it over Caseys lips and closed the door.

 

Jake grinned and headed back into the restraunt and just in time to. He watched as a woman a bit on the older side side but still with quite the body for her age stood up from her table and began to make her way toward the restroom where Jake had left the bodacious blonde Hannah and sultry red head Megan limp and in dream land.

He followed behind the woman her dark red flip flops flapping on her feet ass her ass hugged her matching red colored jeans. Jake shurgged and smiled to himself. Maybe this was just a little bonus for him. He watched the blonde woman walk into the bathroom.

Julie scrunched her eyes as she noticed some feet under the bathroom stalls. It was a bit off that someone was barefoot in the bathroom after all "hello?" she called out but continued walking forward after getting to answer "are you alright in there?" she asked.

Julie slowly reached over and opened the bathroom stall door to see a completley naked blonde propped up on the toilet unconsious "oh my god!" she said covering her mouth but before she could even think an arm wrapped around her throat tightly "guhhhh!' Julie stumbled back her flip flops flying off her now bare feet.

Jake smiled "sorry about this wrong place wrong time but i'm not complaining" he laughed squeezing her neck in a sleeper hold watching as her bare red painted toes stretched out struggling his recetion growing pressing into her ass in her tight jeans from behind.

Julie gasped for air her face turning quite red "ga...ga...gary..hel..." she tried to choke out calling to her husband outside in the retsraunt. Slowly Julies eyes rolled back and then finally her arms fell limp. Julies legs slowly slid down on to the floor as she was rendered unconsious. 

Jake smiled as he felt Julie go limp allowing her to lie flat on her back out of it. He laughed "night night" he said looking her over "hmmmm..." he reached down pulling her shirt off and then her tank top over her head her breasts falling out not wearing a bra. He smiled groping Julies mature breasts  before standing up and getting one last look at her topless in her tight jeans.

He dragged her over toward the stall with Hannah and placed her across the blonde hooters waitress lap giving her ass a smack in her tight red jeans.

Walking out of the bathroom Jake walked across back toward his table 

A man walked toward Jake "hello sir would happened to have seen my wife I was ordering and i'm not sure where she went. Shes blonde and had on some red jeans red flip flops" he said.

Jake shook his head "no sire haven't seen her i'm afraid" he lied 

"alright thank you" the man said walking off confused.

Jake just smiled taking his seat at his table pleased with his work so far.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"mmmmm....."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

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


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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

 

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

 

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

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