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Part 3

It was early evening and I was sat on the sofa in Jen’s living room. I was still dressed in my sport shorts and T-Shirt, my boxing gloves were on the floor by my bare feet and both women were sleeping off their Kos in the bedroom. I had a glass of wine in hand and was sitting dreamily re-living the Kos that already been enjoyed by both myself and the two women. As I sat I heard the bedroom door open and out staggered Jen, her hand on her head, clearly still seeing stars.

“Oh my head, I think I need some aspirin!” She said. She was dressed in a sexy black bikini which made me feel aroused as she went into one of her kitchen cupboards and popped some pills, she got another couple out of the bottle and put them on the side, probably for Sandi. She then opened another cupboard and pulled out a couple of wine glasses, before filling each glass with some white wine from the fridge and then coming over and sitting next to me. “Well honey, I do not remember much but from what I remember, we had a good time while I was in cuckoo land.”

“We certainly did.” I smiled back. She leant in close and her newly applied perfume penetrated my nose and filled my head. I felt myself stiffen, then I heard the bedroom door open and out staggered Sandi, also obviously still seeing stars. She stumbled over to the aspirin, took it and staggered back over to the sofa. I noticed she was wearing a similar black bikini to her cousin, also barefoot. She then sat down on the other side of me, her own freshened perfume smelt gorgeous and I felt myself getting more excited. We all chatted and drank our wine before we decided upon a kickboxing match.

I stood up and picked up my boxing gloves and put them on, both women grabbed theirs and soon I was standing opposite Jen. Sandi called for us to start and off we went. I dodged Jen’s first left jab and her follow up hard right, following up with a hard right of my own, she ducked and went for another hard right, which I ducked from. I did not see her rock back onto her left foot and swing her right straight for my already weakened chin. SNAP! Her bare foot connected with my chin with a hard slap sound. I saw a white flash and my head whipped up facing the ceiling, my senses going fuzzy instantly. My arms dropped to my sides and my head came back down. My eyes were now crossed and I was seeing clear cartoon yellow stars, everything else was blurry. I staggered dizzily on my bare feet, my tongue out and a goofy grin on my face, loud tweeting ringing through my ears “Got you baby!” Jen said happily. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you now.” She then hopped onto her right foot, did a 360 degree spin and snapped her left foot hard into the side of my head, spinning me around 360 degrees as I dizzily came to a stop now seeing cartoon purple doves, she then swapped onto her left leg and did the same back the other way, hitting me hard with her right foot. I span around the other way this time another 360 degrees, finally stopping, but staggering dizzily, my eyes spinning and my head rolling on my neck. My mouth was hung open and as well as tweeting and I was now hearing faint cuckoo sounds. I was seeing two halos of intermixed multi-coloured stars and carton-pink fat birdies.

“Duh…Did you get the number of that truck?” I asked dizzily.

“Of that cuckoo truck? Nope, but here comes a few more!” Jen said excitedly, before kneeing me in the stomach, and then bringing both boxing gloved fists down hard on top of my head with a loud thud. Stars flew out from my head as her fists connected and I fell face-down onto the mat, coming to rest with my head between her bare feet, a lump pushing out the top of my head, my eyes stopped spinning but went crossed again, my mouth hung open with lots of stars, birdies, pink unicorns and small images of Jen circling my dizzy head to the tune of loud cuckoo clocks. I was pitching a tent down below. Jen laughed at how silly I looked, as did Sandi in the background. “That was one!” Jen said. “Now kiss my foot my little cuckoo boy! ”She held out her right foot in front of my mouth, so I obeyed and kissed it gently. “That was nice, I have you exactly where I was you now! At my feet, KO’d and excited, but we are not done yet and when I am done, it will be my cousin Sandi’s turn.” She placed her bare foot gently on top of my lump and pushed it back into my head, before she stopped and rested her foot triumphantly on top of my dazed head. “Oh look honey, you have me on your mind!” She laughed, then turned around, lifting up her foot she then exclaimed “Here come three more cuckoo trucks!” WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! She stamped on my head hard three times, causing three more lumps to raise and for me to stiffen down below. I was now in a dreamy fantasy world of big yellow, white, green, and pink stars; purple unicorns, white cartoon ponies, big white bunny rabbits and of course, images of a barefoot Jen in boxing gloves, all circling my head to a loud “cuckoo cuckoo” echoing through my empty head and I could not think. My body was limp and relaxed (except one thing) and I was well and truly the plaything of the two women at this point.

“Hon, I am so aroused right now!” Sandi called out from where she was, “but am disappointed that I did not get to do anything to put you in this state!”

“Well. It will be your turn soon cousin.” Jen replied to Sandi. “I have a little more playing to do with him first though. She then held her right foot in front of my face. My foot feels sore now, kiss it better?” With loud cuckoos ringing through my head, I could only obey. “That’s better. Good boy.” With that, she swapped onto standing on her right foot and stamped on my head three more times with her left. I now had six lumps, but otherwise I could not really get any more cuckoo than I already was, however I unloaded, cuckoos loud in my ears which bother women noticed. “Good boy!” they both said. They then dragged me off to mop me up and change me into my nightwear.

The next thing I was aware of were multi-coloured stars still circling my head. I was lying on my back, in my pyjamas, a loose fitting t-shirt and pair of loose fitting shorts. My tongue was still out and I could still hear faint cuckoos and louder tweeting birdies. I lay there for a while, before I finally recovered and sat up on the boxing mat. Facing the soles of my bare feet, both women were also in their nightwear. Sandi was wearing black leggings with pink stars all over them and a loose fitting T-shirt with a single pink stars on her chest, wearing no bra. Her feet were bare and the sight of her made me feel excited down below. Jen was wearing a lilac night dress and long white socks that went up towards her knees, no longer barefoot, but I got the feeling it was what she usually wore to bed.

Sandi walked over to me, smiling happily “Well honey, after watching you get knocked cuckoo by my cousin, I am extremely aroused and we’re going to have spend the night in the bedroom, first though I want those handsome eyes spinning again. I don’t want to fight you this time, as I just want to knock you out. Will you cooperate hon?”

“Sure, if you want to knock me out, I will happily cooperate.” I said, a little surprised, but I did not mind.

“Good.” Sandi said, stepping round behind me, then I felt a hard SLAM! Sandi had slammed the sole of her bare right foot hard into the back of my head.

“Uh!” I cried out and I sat there, head rolling on my neck, mouth hung open, cross-eyed, hearing tweeting again and seeing stars, multi-coloured ones.

“He really does look so hot like that.” Jen said, watching from the sofa, seeing me sitting there, feet facing her, seeing stars.

“Yes he does.” Sandi answered. She then picked up a wooden mallet and brought it down hard on top of my head, three times. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Three lumps sprouted out the top of my head and I saw cartoon blue birdies intermix themselves with the stars, tweeting happily.

“Duh, birdies and stars!” I said, again pitching a tent.

Sandi smiled. “Yes, and this is only the beginning honey!” She stepped round in front and slammed the mallet one final time on top of my head. I heard two loud cuckoos and fell on my back, watching pink doves circling and hearing tweeting.

“Duh, I think I’m on the cuckoo train.” I said stupidly.

“The slow one yes. I will transfer you to the Cuckoo Express!” Sandi said, feeling herself get wet below thinking about it. She knelt down beside me and played with my tent for a moment, before rolling me back onto my front. She gently pushing all of my lumps back into my head with her bare foot. “Now honey, I am going to give you a first class ticket to the Cuckoo Express. When you are deep in cuckoo land, remember it was me who put you there, ok?”

“Duh…yes mommy!” I said goofily, growing harder in anticipation.

“Good boy, though I am not your mommy!” Sandi replied. She then raised her bare foot and slammed it down hard on top of my head. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Each of the hits sent stars flying out of my head and made them orbit my dazed head. After the third one, Sandi rested her bare foot on top of my dizzy noggin. My triple-lumped head was rolling in circles and my mouth was hung open. Loud tweeting was continuous in my ears along with faint cuckoos. I was seeing multi-coloured stars in two halos circling my head and as I lay there in that cuckoo state I knew it was Sandi who had done this to me, which caused my tent to swell. “How do you feel now hon?” She asked, still resting her bare foot on my head.

“Duh, I have you on my mind!” I said, she was literally resting her foot on top of my cuckoo-mind. “I see lots of stars!”

“And I know how much you like those hon!” Sandi replied. She winked at Jen who was loving the show and smiled back. “And now for you to see the cuckoo animals, you are only on a third class ticket right now!” She raised her foot off my head and then put it in front of my head, then with a fast pendulum motion, she swung it backwards, connecting with my forehead, snapping my head back, stars flying out on impact. Before I could take in any new things in my cuckoo show, she then swung her foot forward, bouncing it off the back of my head, with more stars flying out. She kept going, bouncing my head backwards and forwards, causing stars to fly on each impact. She was breathing hard as she did it, knowing she was sending me deeper into cuckoo land and feeling hugely aroused. Jen was looking on and playing with herself as she watched, also feeling deeply horny and my tent was growing on each impact. With one final SLAM! Off the back of my head, Sandi came to a stop, to see what level I was at.

I was lying there, my body now entirely limp and relaxed, back in a similar dreamland that Jen had sent me to only a few hours earlier. My eyes were spinning and I could see lots of large yellow, pink and red stars, along with white rabbits, pink unicorns, sexy images of Sandi and cartoon Lady-style doggies from Lady and the Tramp. I could hear loud cuckoo sounds echoing through my dazed mind and my tongue rolled out of my mouth “Duh…” I muttered, unable to think of any other words to say and I was rock hard. I knew I was in this state because of Sandi.

“Well honey, welcome to second class.” Sandi smiled. I felt a twinge below as if I had been able to form any thoughts, I would have been thinking ‘What would first class be?’ Sandi smiled again. “Now for you to join first-class, cuckoo!” She then jumped up and landed both bare feet on top of my head. She then jumped three more times, landed her full weight on my brain all those times. After the final time she stood there on my head and taunted me. “Now you definitely have me on your mind!”

My eyes were crossed and were now love-heart shape. I was now Sandi’s plaything and always would be and had a permanently lower IQ. I was seeing pink stars, birdies, doggies, vixens and rabbits. I could hear loud cuckoos and my tongue was out the corner of my mouth and I was smiling goofily. My body was limp and I was ready to unload, but couldn’t as I felt I needed to please Sandi. She stood on my head a moment longer and then stepped off, causing me to see extra winking stars for a few minutes. Sandi placed her bare right foot sole in front of my face and I kissed it. I was the most cuckoo I had ever been in my life and it was all because of Sandi. She walked off to the bedroom to get a quick breather before she came back for me.

While she was gone, Jen walked over, lifting up her socked foot high above my cuckoo head “You are ours now honey, forever!” And then she slammed her socked foot hard on top of my head three more times, WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! My love-heart shaped pupils now span “Sweet dreams honey, when you wake up, you’ll be having sex.” As she said this, my dreamy cuckoo world faded out into blackness.

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I slowly came to on the bed a few hours later. I was naked and still had a ring of stars spinning around my dazed and sore head and I was still hearing tweeting. I lay there for a while, staring at the stars before I finally closed my eyes and shook them off. I finally saw that it was daylight outside as the light was coming in through the window. There was evidence everywhere of how I had spent the night being taken advantage of by the two women, although my memory of it was pretty hazy. Still, the thought of it turned me on. The women were not in the room and I could hear them laughing and chatting out in the living room. I found my underwear and boxing shorts and put them on before staggering out of the bedroom shaking my head to clear the remaining cobwebs.

When I reached the Living room, both women were sitting there in their fighting attire. I saw my T-Shirt flung over the sofa and went and put it on. My boxing gloves were still on the floor by Sandi’s bare feet. “Mmm, Morning honey” Jen grinned, winking at me. “We had a lot of fun with you last night, I hope you enjoyed what you remember?”

“Yes, I did. I have a bit of a headache this morning though!” Jen smiled and stood up, walking towards me. She placed her hand around the back of my head.

“Aw, poor baby” she said, stroking the back of my head. “Would you like a chance to get your revenge? How about a kickboxing session?” I nodded, “Excellent!” She replied, “How about you versus me first?”

“OK then.” She and I both put on our gloves and started bouncing on our bare feet. Sandi called for us to start and I swung for her cousin. She dodged and went for me, this time I ducked too and snapped my bare foot upwards. It caught her on the chin and she went cross eyed.

“Oh stars!” She muttered in a daze trying to hit them with her glove. I smiled and then hit her with a body shot, then both fists down on top of her head. She fell, head between my feet with a lump on top of her head, eyes spinning and saying how cute the robins circling her head were. A lump rose out of her head where each fist had connected. I looked over at Sandi.

“Wow, that’s hot hon, make her see more birdies and cute animals for me?” Sandi bit her lower lip. I obliged by raising me right foot over Jen’s head and slamming it down once, twice, then a third time. Three more lumps had arisen and she said later she had been hearing cuckoos and seeing two halos of stars and winged horses. As she lay there with her eyes spinning I rested my foot on her head and Sandi counted her out.

I pulled off my gloves and Sandi helped me carry her to her room to sleep off the KO. Sandi and I then each donned our gloves for a match between the two of us.

“Well, now it is just the two of us, how about some real KO fun?” Sandi asked, staring into my eyes, letting hers burn into mine.

“Sounds fun, what did you have in mind?” I asked.

“Oh I have plenty of things in mind.” She winked.

“Not for much longer.” I replied. We started circling one another, then she swung, I ducked and her bare foot rose up fast, aiming for my chin, I saw it just in time, dodged left span around and brought my own bare foot up in a roundhouse kick and snapped it across Sandi’s jaw. She span around with the force and came to stop facing me, swaying dizzily, eyes crossed, tongue out and seeing stars!

“Duh, ooh pretty stars!” She muttered “Tweet tweet master!”

“Oh I’ll give you tweets!” I replied, I then jabbed a left and swung a hard right at her chin, then followed up with another jab to her forehead, then slammed my foot up into her chin. She staggered backwards, talking about seeing blue jays and hearing loud tweets and faint cuckoos then fell onto her bum, bare feet facing me, head rolling around dizzily on her neck as she sat there, her mouth gaped open, eyes spinning. She looked so hot! “Wow, you look so hot foxy lady!” I then walked around behind her “Here is a gift” And with that I lift up both fists and slammed both of my gloved fists down on top of her head with a loud thud.

“Uh!” She cried out a lump grew out the top of her head and she continued to sway, “Duh, master I see lots of cute foxes…I can hear cuckoos and see stars too master, duh!” She said in a dazed voice. She sat there, enjoying the foxes and stars, with a goofy grin. I knelt down beside her and kissed her on the cheek.

“You sit there and enjoy your dreaming honey!” I said. I then stood up and pulled off my gloves “I win!” I grinned.  I then went and poured myself a glass of wine in the kitchen.

After I had finished my glass of wine, I came back to find Sandi still dizzy. I sat in front of her, raised my legs and snapped my bare feet into her chin. Her head whipped back and she landed on the floor in front of me. I could feel she was extremely aroused and decided to take advantage of her. Her eyes were spinning and her tongue was out. I grabbed her bare ankles and dragged her into the bedroom alongside her cousin, so I could play.

End of Part 2.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lexi Barstoll KO


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

Lexi Body Writing

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

 

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

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

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

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

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Sleuth in Stasis

A Jacky Graham, PI, adventure

 

 

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1. A Hard Night's Day

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

2. Tainted Ayr of Old Killie and its Petrified PIe

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

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

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

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

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

Hang on....What was that though?

Hiiiiisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

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

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

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

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

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

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

But she could see- and still speak!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lucy Bonnington ignored the query.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Gas her again' Lucy said.

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

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

They left the room.

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

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

He drove off, his ex making her way separately.

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

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

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

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

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

Shortly after, Lucy arrived.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

3. Grapple in Galston

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lucy pondered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'WHUPP'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

4. Surprised in Sillingham

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

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

'Hel-LO?'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jacky motioned Richard upstairs, out of kids' earshot.

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

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

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

'How did they get you to Galston then?'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'So you lost the fight?'

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

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

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

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

 

End of Sleuth in Stasis

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How does a person know when they have meant the one?  I cannot say that I truly know, but for me it was on the second date.  My girlfriend is six years younger than myself, and therefore even at close to thirty, I had to await the inevitable hour when her mother would go to bed, so that she and I could actually get intimate.  We actually had a pattern in those early days of us dating, wait for her mother to leave, make out, and talk until the sun rose.  Every day I would leave her house feeling like a dream came true, but once again I stress that the second date was the most crucial.

There was something about her, to this day I cannot say what, but I immediate began to trust her.  My sleepy fetish had been a very personal thing to me all this time, and the only ones who ever knew that I even had a fetish side were on this very site, but then she asked me what I liked during sex...and I told her...and she nodded, and said, "Neat..."  The night would go on as planned, and at the time she had no idea how much that level of acceptance meant to me.

Time passed, and we went from honeymoon sweethearts to a competant mom and dad, who now lived in our own apartment.  I admitted to not only having plenty of masks to choose from, but a few different inhalant chemicals that I had tried on myself from time to time in an attempt to fullfill my fetish desires.  I would ask her occasionally if she would ever try some and fullfill the actual desire, and she always shrugged and said maybe.

The day came where our kids went to stay the night with their aunt.  The day progressed normally. my wife and I did chores, went out to eat, and generally enjoyed our day.  I was sitting at my computer, scrolling facebook, when my now fiance came to the entry way of the living room and called out to me.  I turned in my chair, and my my jaw dropped.  Before me was a four foot eleven inch, twenty two year old with brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a skimpy nurses outfit I had bought her.  The top was a tank top with little red hearts and white crosses on each breast, leaving her little flat waist exposed.  Along with that was a skirt, again with the heart and cross dead center on her georgous love making parts.

She just smiled silently and let me soak it in.  It wasn't uncommon for her to give into my fantasies by wearing a mask or telling me sleepy stories about her wisdom teeth, but today she had decided to go all out.  I couldn't speak I was in such shock.  She came over and took me by the hand, leading me out of my chair and over to a little love seat we owned.  I sat, she stood over me and let me nibble and lick her tummy, electrifying nerves and making her body go ridgid.  She pushed me back into the love seat and shook her head.  "I'm not quite ready for my examination yet doctor, can I get a few more things?"

"Yeah..." I said breathlessly.

The love of my life smiled at me with her perfectly white teeth and her breasts bounced in the tight fabric of the nurses outfit.  She left the room for a few minutes, and I heard her moving things around in our bedroom. Once she was done, she poked her head around the corner and smiled at me brilliantly.  "Are you ready baby?"

I shifted nervously.  My whole body was already electrified by the outfit alone, and I assumed she was bringing out a mask to complete the picture.  

"Y-yeah..."  I was stammering, trying not to explode right then and there.

I had expected my newly bought black beauty. We had used it a few times and she knew how much I loved seeing her in it.  What I didn't expect was a little bottle I had bought back when I was an experimenting bachelor.  My mouth dropped, I couldn't speak.

Apparently she didn't get the awe, and became a little nervous, "This is the right stuff right?  The stuff you talk about?  Chloroform?"  She unconciously brought the bottle to her face.

I nodded, then shrugged, "N-not really.  Chloroform gives you this massive headache and burns your eyes and nose when you breathe it.  At least the stuff you can buy.  That's Ether, it's much easier and safer."  

She turned the bottle over in her hands, looking at the label.  "Never heard of it."  It was an innocent statement, but to a person whos life revolved around his secret fetish, it almost knocked my jaw loose.  

"Uhhh...that's alright...I can show you what it does if you want,"  I may not have had much practice at being sexy in these passionate moments, but at least I could take a hint on where things were going.  It was surreal though, knowing that my girlfriend was willingly bringing out something that I had hidden away from everyone for my whole life.

She smiled and nodded, "That's why I got all dressed up for you doctor,"  My member engorged at the statement. 

I wasn't really ever one to get too excited over a rag to the face.  Even as their eyes rolled, it was a far second to the hiss of gas, or the seal of an anesthesia mask.  Luckily I had a history of experiments and reaserch that had prepared me for this moment.  My love handed me the black anesthesia mask, and I went to get a paper towel.  As I was folding, I gave her the rundown of what Ether was.  "I'm going to warn you, this stuff stinks like hell.  It isn't as bad as chloroform, I wouldn't wish that shit on anyone, but this stuff just doesn't smell good."  

She rocked her body side to side slowly for me, showing off her tight nurses outfit.  "Okay doctor, just be gentle for widdle ol me."  She said with a sly, but small smile on her lips.  "And don't kill me..."  She decided to add.

I had her sit between my legs, her body leaning against mine.  I tipped her head back into my chest and she sat there a moment, sinking into me.  

"Ready?"

"I'm ready Doctor," She gave another knowing smile.  I held the towel in my chin, and held the bottle out before her, opening it carefully.  "So that's the stuff huh doctor?"

"The one and only."  I placed the rag overtop the opening, trapping the fumes.  "Now I gotta warn you, it's going to smell really really bad.  I'm going to start you off slow and easy, and we will go from there."

"Okay doctor, I understand."  My love was trying to be brave for me, but I could see a little concern creep through.

The liquid was on the towel, which was already starting to loose it's vapors to the room.  My love made a face, as I quickly folded and crammed the towel into the black anesthesia mask and covered the openings.  "Ready babe?"

She put on her sexiest voice and wriggled a bit on my chest.  "Oh yes doctor, put me to sleep baby."

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I knocked on the door of the apartment. I had been let in by a woman after saying that I was here to see Sandi. Sandi and I had been chatting online for a couple of years and she had finally come to the UK to visit and was staying with her British cousin. It was a summer’s Saturday and both she and her cousin were keen for me to come over, so I was now waiting for them. I was wearing a yellow T-Shirt, beige shorts and sandals on my bare feet.

The door opened and standing behind it was a pretty dark haired woman, wearing very short black shorts and a white t-shirt. “Are you Sandi?” I asked. I was expecting a blonde woman. She smiled.

“No Sandi is waiting in the living room. I am her cousin, pleased to meet you!” She held out her hand and I shook it. “Can you take your shoes off please honey? I am trying to keep my carpets nice!” She asked. I obliged and slid the sandals next to other shoes by the door. “Did you bring your gear? We would really like to waste no time in getting started.” I nodded. “Good, please go into the bathroom, three doors down and change. Come and find us in the living room.” She motioned to the door she meant and I went to get changed.

Once in there I opened my backpack and pulled out my black boxing gloves, black shorts and a white T-Shirt. I changed into them. I had also brought my nightwear, but would not need that just yet. I put my t-shirt and shorts back into the backpack, picked it up and walked back out the bathroom, carrying my boxing gloves. I found the living room and both women were sat on the sofa, wearing matching black shorts with Sandi wearing a pink top and her cousin wearing a white one. Sandi also had red boxing gloves on while I noticed pink ones resting against Sandi’s bare feet, obviously they belonged to her cousin. Sandi stood up on my entry and walked over. “Nice to finally meet you hon!” She beamed at me, leant round and kissed me on the cheek. “We are going to have so much fun.”

“So how are we going to do this?” I asked. I put on my boxing gloves. The living room was very spacious, there was plenty of space to bounce around and box one another.

“This is going to be a two on one tag match” Sandi’s cousin replied. “Us vs. You.” I gulped, both women were older and actually looked like they could be stronger than me and I knew from conversations with Sandi that they were both seasoned boxers. She then put on her pink boxing gloves and walked to the edge of the room, giving me a cheeky wink.

“I will start with you hon.” Sandi smiled. “Don’t worry, I will go easy on you to start with.” She did a few shadow boxing punches first, followed by a couple of kicks, showing off her bare feet. I did the same and soon our eyes were locked into each other as we circled the room. Sandi’s cousin called for us to go and off we went, throwing punches at each other. I thought I was doing pretty well until without warning, Sandi dodged left and slammed a fist hard into my left temple.

My head whipped sideways and I staggered dizzily on my bare feet, seeing yellow stars and hearing bells. “I think I just had my bell rung!” I said dazedly. Sandi smiled then launched herself into a flurry of hard left and right punches, slamming my head from side to side several times before giving me a hard uppercut, whipping my head backwards. I swayed, my bell now well and truly rung, seeing circling pink stars with faces that were winking at me. My eyes were crossed and I could hear tweeting in the distance along with the bells. My mouth hung open and I muttered “Duh…I see stars.” Sandi bit her lower lip and then winked at her cousin. She then stepped forwards giving me a hard right body shot, causing me to bend over and then slammed both fists down hard on top of my head.

I fell straight down on my front, head between her bare feet. I was now seeing pink doves and hearing them tweet loudly. My eyes were spinning and my tongue was out, while I was sporting a goofy grin. A lump was pushing out the top of my head where her fists had connected and my head was shaking side to side as I saw the birdies. “Duh…pwetty birdies, duh….” I said in a dazed, childlike voice.

“Aw, enjoy the birdies for a minute hon!” Sandi said excitedly, she pulled off one of her boxing gloves and bend down, feeling between my legs at my crotch. “Yep, you are standing to attention!” She laughed, “While lying down at my feet. Tweet tweet!”

“Tweet tweet!” I echoed back stupidly, causing more laughs from both women.

Sandi walked over to her cousin, who was obviously trying hard to contain her own excitement. “Your turn cous, he’s so ours!”

“Definitely is. I’ll make it so he lasts all this next week, while you are here so we can have a slave!” Sandi nodded, breathing heavily, obviously excited by the idea. Her cousin walked over to my prone body and spoke to me. “Well honey, as hot as you look down there, we have not quite finished with you yet. You see? It’s my turn and I have knocked out hundreds of much bigger men than you. By the time I’m done with you, you will be our slave for the week and that jaw will be glass for the rest of your life. You and I are going to have lots of fun, even after Sandi has gone home!” Sandi breathed even heavier, she knew roughly what to expect and was looking forward to what her cousin was going to do to me.

She lifted up her bare foot and pushed the lump back down into my head before pulling me up to my feet, I swayed with my arms down by my sides, still dizzy from Sandi’s assault. Her cousin tilted my chin with her left fist and said “Aw honey, shake it off for me. We have a lot more fun to go before you can sleep!” I did as she asked and shook my head. The stars and birdies flew off and my eyes returned to normal. “That’s better honey.” I shook my head again and brought up my fists, ready to get a small measure of revenge on this woman. I was rather hot though so I pulled off my white T-Shirt, revealing my bare chest. I got stuck though as I still had my boxing gloves on. Sandi smiled and came over to help me and pulled it off over my gloves, tossing it onto the sofa and she went back to her tag position, before telling us to fight.

Me and her cousin started throwing punches backwards and forwards at each other. Although it started off quite light, she very quickly started throwing power punches at my chest and head. I managed to block them, then one found its mark and slammed me hard across the side of my chin. My head whipped sideways and my mouth hung open as I saw cartoonish yellow stars and heard “CUCKOO! CUCKOO!” echo through my dazed mind. I staggered dizzily, but quickly shook it off. I turned and went after Sandi’s cousin again, throwing her a hard right hook, but she easily anticipated my shot and ducked and came up with a hard right cross right across the side of my jaw, following that with a left hook on my other side and then she ducked a dizzy retort from my left hand and then came up and slammed me so hard I span round 360 degrees, finally staggering dizzily, seeing white stars and hearing cuckoo clock sounds ringing through my head. My head was going round on my neck with the stars and my mouth hung open gormlessly.

“Ouch mommy, did you get the number of that truck? Duh, that hurt.” I said stupidly.

“No, and I am not your mommy honey.” She replied, before slamming me with another hard right, this time connecting it with my temple. I drooled as I started seeing blue jays flying around my head. She followed that up by stepping round behind me and then slamming both her boxing gloved fists together with my head in between. My body jerked as her fists made contact and my eyes went crossed and I swayed, guard completely down and unable to think. I was seeing cuckoo birds now and they were cuckooing at me constantly. “Mmmm honey, you look good. Good and tired. How about taking a load off of your feet?” She walked back around in front of me, lifting her gloves high above my head and then slamming them down on top of my head, causing a lump to rise yet again and before I could gawp at the extra yellow stars that flew out on impact to join the cuckoo birds, she then ducked down and brought a hard right uppercut right under my chin.

My head whipped back with the force and power that had gone into that uppercut and I flew upwards and backwards, my bare feet leaving that soft carpet of the living room floor, the back of my head slammed into the wall, giving me a double-tap and I slid down the wall coming to rest on my bum, sitting against the wall. I was now seeing two halos encircling my head, one of cuckoo birdies and white stars and the other of yellow stars and moons. I was hearing very loud cuckoos, tweeting and bells echoing through my very dazed and confused mind. I had a large lump pushed up through my hair on the top of my head where the boxing gloves had bonked me on top of the head and a lump at the back where I had met the wall. My head was rolling around on my The soles of my bare feet were facing the women and I was pitching a very large and sturdy tent. “Duh…” I groaned, unable to think up any more of a sentence.

Both women were feeling very wet at this point as they looked on at me. Sandi’s cousin put her boxing gloves down to her hips and stepped towards me, placing a bare foot down on my chest and feeling the relaxed breathing. “Well, he’s as good as out now. What do you think Sandi? Is he done? Or shall we give him some more sights to see?”

Sandi walked over, breathing hard and hardly able to keep her own composure “I really think he could do with some more sights. I want to make him see more animals anyway.”

“OK, well I think this boxing match is over as I don’t think he can stand right now.” Sandi’s cousin mused. She removed her boxing gloves and sat down in front of me, sliding her now bare hands over my bare feet. “Now honey, this is what I like to call a nightie night ten count.” She lifted up her bare feet so that they were inches away from my chin. “One!” WHAM! Her feet slammed into my chin and my head whipped back and slammed against the wall. My eyes span with the force and my body juddered, going limp again. Stars flew from my head during both the connection with her feet and the wall. She laughed. “Well that is one. Two!” WHAM! WHAM! The same thing happened again. “Three!” WHAM! WHAM! “Four!” She was getting so wet seeing my eyes spin on impact, and the two halos above my head were getting bigger with each hit as the cuckoos got louder. My tent was pitching harder each hit too and she was far from finished. “Five!”

Sandi was watching with interest, knowing from the chats how much I liked to see stars from bare feet hitting me. She felt a little jealous, but it was fun to watch.

“Ten!” WHAM! WHAM! My head bounced off the wall for the tenth time.  The back of my head was now covered in lumps, my jaw was a little bruised, my mouth was smiling very goofily, with my tongue hanging out of the side of my mouth. My body felt very tingly and relaxed and my mind was foggy and calm. All that was going through my head was the sound “Cuckoo! Cuckoo!” and some faint tweeting in the background. I had two halos still spinning above my head, one now being of yellow stars and pink doves and the other being of yellow stars and multi-coloured winged cartoon ponies. Sandi’s cousin pulled back her feet and knelt staring into my eyes. “Well that’s him done Sandi, probably the biggest KO of his life. He won’t remember a lot of it!” She then leant over to my right hand side, kissing my cheek and whispering in my ear “Will you, my little cuckoo slave?”

Sandi smiled and took off her boxing gloves, before kneeling down and crawling over to my left hand side. She kissed my left cheek and whispered in my left ear “It really is hot seeing you like this hon, we are going to have some fun in the bedroom now.” Both women laughed happily and then took me from either side and dragged me into the bedroom.

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Noq watched from the distance as a woman walked through the halls of the resort she was vactioning at in a rather short dress with a bikini underneath and black flip flops a brimmed hat covering her head. 

The woman wasn't just any other woman it was a local lawyer that he had been dreaming about putting to sleep for quite some time now. The woman was a quite popular lawyer around town not only for her skill but because of her attractive looks as well.

Noq had been tortured for so long now watching the sexy woman walking around all the time in her tight buisness pants and skirts and high heels. He just couldn't take it any longer.

He watched as the woman made her way to a beach chair off in the distance by the pool laying back in it completley relaxed. Smiling to himself he waited until the coast was clear and then began to make his way over towards his sexy lawyer.

Noq moved very carefully making sure not to be seen by anyone as he came closer and closer toward the woman who was lounged back in her short sun dress,hat,sunglasses and now smoking a expensive cigar. He licked his lips more aroused watching the womans full lips around the cigar before blowing out the smoke.

Luckily for him there weren't all that many people outside near the pool area of the resort at the moment and she was prime for the taking. He clenched the blackjack he was holding behind him and neared the woman watching as she took a sip of her drink before sticking her cigar back in her mouth.

In a swift motion Nos moved forward and brought the blackjack down over the back of the sexy lawyers head.

"ohhhh!...." she moaned not knowing what hit her before slinking down into her beach chair unconsious.

Noq smiled stepping around to look at the woman the cigar hanging loosely from her lips about to fall out. He reached over taking the cigar from her lip and took a puff himself "mmmmm cuban...' he said delighted before laying the cigar down.

He then looked at the unconsious woman in front of him that he had been wanting to send to dream land for so long. Knowing he had to act fast Nos picked the woman up in a cradle and carried her further toward the back where they wouldn't be seen.

Laying the woman down he looked her over admiring her toned slender figure. He slipped her hait off her head lowered her sun glasses down peeling her eye lid back to gaze into her sleepy eyes.

Noq loving the sight moved his hands down feeling the womans breasts and running them along her legs hitching her sun dress up a bit to get a good squeeze of her ass.

"mmmmm....wh...what happened...where am I?" she moaned beggining to come to a bit but still dazed.

Noq watched as the woman awoke and simply smiled looking at her "your about to be in dream land my dear have a good trip" he said before slapping the blackjack over her head again.

"wha....ohhhhhh!.....my........" she groaned her eyes fluttering for a moment before rolling back and falling back again out cold.

Noq smiled once more enjoying the sleepy body of his unconsious lawyer. He felt her up a bit more and then sighed knowing that it was about time for his fun to end. 

He grabbed the woman by her ankles dragging her across the floor arms spreading out wide above her head limp back toward the pool area.

Lifting her up and placing her limp sleepy body back in her beach chair Noq tilted her head back up right and placed her hat over her tilting it down a bit to cover her sleepy face.

He smiled reaching over and grabbing the cigar and placing it back in her mouth taking in one last sight of the sleepy lawyer "nothing like a good ko and smoke" he said before walking off.

 

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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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Jake licked his lips as he walked into the restraunt that he had been picking out for quite some time now. Jake had been planning on sending some ladies to dream land and figured what better place than Hooters itself. They kept the exy girls by the stock pile and put them on display.

There were several different hooters restraunts though and he had been taking his time knowing that he would have but one shot at making his dreams come true. He had been scoping out different hooters until finally he had found the perfect one. Completley stock piled with different sexy women for him to put to sleep.

He stepped inside the place glancing around. It was in full swing and some of the ladies where walking around handing out food while others chatted up the costumers as hooters girls always did. Two others behind the bar. After spotting all of the girls he smiled to himself making sure he had allof his details right about the place.

Moving his eyes along the entire restraunt he nodded to hismelf happily having it down to a science of how he was going to go about this whole thing. Jake looked down at his foot that was in a cast but in reality was perfectly fine. This would give him an advantage in getting the girls to do what he wanted them to do.

Now it was time. 

Jake walked over to a free table and took a seat making sure to limp a bit as he did. He scanned the room waiting and then watched as one of the lovely hooters girls began to walk up toward him with a notepad in hand. He watched as her thick hips swayed in her tight orange shorts nearly riding up her ass in her equally tight shirt showing off her large breasts. 

So this blonde would be his first target of the night it seemed. 

"hello sir i'm Hannah what would you like to have today? she asked leaning over the table a bit "you look nice tonight by the way" she said with what looked to be a sort of a wink.

Jake just grinned at the usual tactics of the hooters girls to chat up their costumers and smiled "yeah wish I felt nice" he said making his cast visible.

Hannah looked down at his cast her blonde looks hanging on her shoulders "oh i'm sorry about that well anything that we can do just let us know" she said with a smile.

He nodded and scratched his head a bit 'well I hate to be a bother but i'm really having trouble walking and it causes some pain would you mind helping me to the bathroom real quickly" he said shaking his head "I hate to ask"

Hannah looked at him and shook her head thinking it was a bit odd and unusual but it made sense and it was their job to help the costumer and do as they wished. She nodded "sure no problem come on" she said reaching over and helping him up.

Jake stumbled up a bit catching a great glimpse of Hannahs clevage under her tight shirt as he did. With her help her began to make his way to the bathroom oing a bit fast so that none of the other waitresses would notice Hannah going back there with him.

Hannah smiled as they got to the bathroom doors "will you be alright or do you need my help? I can come back right after I take this next order won't be a second" she said looking at him.

Jake smirked and shook his head resting his fake injured foot down "no need your coming with me" he said covering Hannahs mouth and jerking her into the bathroom the doors closing behind them.

"mmmmm! mph mmmm!" Hannah gasped struggling aginst the man dropping her pen and notepad once they were inside the bathroom.

Jake pulled Hannah into the stall and sat down on the toilet keeping hold of her. He quickly moved his arm around her neck and applied pressure in a choke hold.

Hannah gasped grabbing at her throat kicking around trying to free herself from his grasp but could feel herself weaking.

Jake held Hannah tight watching as her face began to turn red and her struggle slowed.

Hannahs eyes fluttered as she coughed a bit of saliva dripping down her chin as her vision began to leave her.

Jake watched Hannahs lovely eyes flutter his erection growing pressing against her orange shorts as he held her in place and then finally her eyes rolled back and she want limp. He held the choke a few seconds longer and then raised Hannah limp arm watching it fall.

He smiled raising up and sitting her limp body up on the toilet.  He smiled looking at the sexy blonde hooters girl that was now in dream land and reached over groping her large breasts in her tight shirt "yeahhhh there we go...." he said looking up to see the slight drool on her chin from the struggle.

Jake leaned over licking the drool from her chin and lips savoring the taste. He then ripped her shirt open her breasts spilling out not wearing a bra. He felt them rubbing his thumb along her nipples before bending down and raising her tan toned legs up. He slid her white sneakers off rubbing her thick white socks. Slowly he rolled the white socks down and off of Hannah feet. 

He grinned licking the unconsious blondes bare sweaty feet rubbing her wrinkled soles. Next he pulled her tight orange shorts down her legs allowing her legs to drop limp after they were off. He sniffed the orange shorts and laid them down he would take them for a prize later. He looked over the blonde waitress sitting on the toilet now in just her black and pink thong.

He reached down under her thong feeeling her lightly and moving one finger inside of her. He took a moment and was about to insert another when he began to hear foot steps outside the door.

 

Thinking quickly Jake grabbed Hannahs feet raising them up on the toilet so that she wouldn't be seen from under the stall. He then stood back watching as to white sneakers with fluffy socks walked by.

"Hannah ya in here we got some orders to fill?" Megan called out looking around but shrugged once she got no answer "guess not..." she said turning to the sink to wash her hands.

Jake peaked out from the stall to see the sexy red haired waitress at the sink looking her up and down. Her breasts were modest compared to Hannahs but her ass was on a whole other level looking like it could burst out of her tight orange shorts at any moment. 

He smiled and twitched his fingers a bit. This one had come right to him making things even easier. Jake moved as quietly as possible squeezing through the crack in the stall door and moved up closer and closer behind the red haired goddess.

Megan oblivious to what was coming stood at the sink washing her hands about to go back out and take some orders "mpppph!" she gasped her eyes widened as a hand clamped over her mouth. Megan looked up in the mirror to see the man behind her struggling with him 'mmmmm mmmm!'

Jake gritted his teeth holding the red haired girl in place this one was stronger than the last and putting up a decent fight. He moved his arm up toward her throat but found she was fast sliding out from under his arm.

Megan slipped free and darted toward the door "help! hel...." she tried to call out sliding on the wet bathroom floor a bit losing he balance and falling to the ground.

Jake grabbed Megan by her socked ankle pulling her back towards him and raised her up. He covered her mouth as she tried to scream again mufflinf it and looked around trying to think fast. Jake took Megan by her red locks and banged her head off of the sink. He took a deep breath letting go and watching as her sexy body crashed down to to ground on her stomach her ass jiggling in her skin tight orange shorts on impact.

That was a close one...he thought to himself grabbing Megan by her ankles and dragging her over toward the next stall. He picked her up over his shoulder getting a good feel of her perfect ass and sat her up on the toilet just like he had her blonde co worker Hannah. He moved some her away from Megans face and smirked "lovely" he said sliding her shirt over her head revealing her white bra before taking it off as well. 

Next her removed her sneakers getting a whiff of her stinky white socks drenched in sweat. She must have been working harder than sweet Hannah. He rolled the fluffy white socks down her feet and let her bare feet drop.

Jake reached over sliding Megans shorts down struggling a bit to get them down over her ass and licked his lips at the white thong under neath. He leaned Megan forrward smacking her ass and getting a good feel for it before sliding her thong off. He stepped back admiring his work at another sexy waitress sent to dream land.

The night was far from over for him though.

 

 

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Marvin moved around the room with his camera "yeah okay like that" he said circling around and snapping pictures "now what you'll do is you will start doing push ups and pretend to faint and make it look like i said!" he said waiting "and go!" he said waitign watching with the camera up to his face.

Macy was in postition and started to do some push ups "uhhh one!" she said in a forced strained voice like she was hving trouble making her voice sound as girly as possibly "twoo...." she said again pushing herself up "three...!" she said holding herself up "ohhhhhhh...i think i think i'm feeling dizzy" she said trying to do what she had been told but sounding very unrealistic and forced "oh my" she said dropping down to the ground as if she fainted very quickly with not much build up.

Marvin rolled his eyes and sighed pulling the camera back "no! come on now Macy i've told you how to do it a hundred times can't you act any better than this!" he said shaking his head.

Macy glared at him pushing herself up and standing walking over to him and throwing her hands up her ass jiggling in her tight underwear "hey!" she said pointing at him before placing her hands on her hips "listen okay you were the one that asked me to do this alright?" she said tapping her yellow socked foot on the ground "wasn't my idea your the weirdo that would ask his sister to do this little thing it's not my fault if i'm not good at it" she said.

Marvin looked at her and rolled his eyes shaking his head "yeah well I thought you would eb able to act a little better than this" he said throwing his hands up. He had been going to make a sleepy video for quite some time to put online and it wasn't like girls just jumped at you to do such a thing. It wasn't his fault that his sister also just happened to be one of the hottest girls in the whole town even he could see that he wasn't blind. It would have been crazy not to get her to do it. He didn't have to pay her and she was a better candidate than most others if only she could act.....wait a second...

Marvin thought to himself. What if she didn't have to act. He grinned a smile crossing his face as he thought about it.

Macy looked at him her hands on her hips 'what are you smiling about?" she asked.

"oh nothing" he answered "lets just try it one more time" he said getting his camera ready.

Macy sighed "ughhh fine but if it doesn't work this time i'm done" she said bending down and getting into postition. Macy held herself up in push up postition "ready?" she asked.

Marvin quickly and quietly grabbed a little hammer sitting on the table and flipped his camera on "yeah ready..." he said.

Macy sighed beggining to do the push ups once more "ughhh one...." she said pushing herself up "two....uhhhh!" her eyes widened groaning lightly as something impacted off of her head.

Marvin smiled after bonking Macy on the head stepping back with his camera and recording "there we go" he said happily.

"ohhhh" Macys eyes fluttered for a moment before crossing and falling down her ass jiggling in her underwear as her body hit the floor out cold.

Marvin grinned walking around Macy with the camera getting every shot possible . He reched down pelling her eye lids back to see the knocked out rolled eyes of hers. He then picked up her limp arm letting it drop to the ground. Marvin rolled Macy to her back her limp body moving easily and got a nice shot of her breasts and unconsious face lips slightly parted.

Macy groaned "ughhhh wha...what happened..." she said raising up a bit still dazed.

Marvin smiled "sorry sis that was the best take all day gotta go back to dream land for a bit" he said bonking her head one more time.

Macys head dipped forward at the impact wobbling back and forth as her eyes crossed and fluttered "ohhhhhhh..." she moaned falling back again.

Marvin circled Macy grabbing her by her socked ankles and dragging her up against the couch. He slowly peeled back her yellow socks revealing her bare feet. He got some close ups of her wrinkled soles rubbing them. Marvin then sat the camera down to where it could record them and picked Macy up in a cradle carry walking around. He then tossed her over his shoulder carrying her around the camera getting a good shot of her ass and bare feet.

Marvin smiled "now that's some method acting" he said happily.

 

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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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Kevin sat at his desk on his laptop scrolling through possible candidates for the role of his first victim.Kevin scrolled through the pages of women who had sent in applications for what they thought was a job with his new up and coming Sleepy fetish web site where they would take roles in fantasy kos and other things.They were only half right

 

The girls were definetly going to be going to dream land but they were going to be going for real! and the only pictures being taken would be for his personal collection.By offering a bit more than the usual amount of Cash and advertising that there would be no nudity involved in the shoots.So it was pretty much a perfect role.

 

Kevin clicked one of the applications bringing up photos and going through her information "you're the one" he said looking through the womans photos and information.

 

A very pretty blonde woman standing at 5"3 32 years old.A stay at home mother to two young children by the name of Susanna Wilson.

 

With a smile he accepted the womans application and now things had been set in motion.

 

The next week Kevin awaited the arrival of his first victim looking up as there was a knock at the door "come on in it's open" he called out.He watched as the woman walked inside looking her up and down.Just as she had looked in her photos belt hugging her waist with some loose jeans and flip flops "close the door please" he said with a smile.

 

Susanna smiled as she walked inside and stopped "oh okay" she said with a laugh turning back to close the door then walking inside.

 

Kevin stood up walking over to her extending his hand to her "Nice to meet you finally Susanna i'm Kevin" he said with a kind smile.

 

Susanna smiled shaking his hand "nice to meet you" she said sitting down on the sofa as he motioned for her to have a seat crossing her legs rocking her foot back and forth her flip flop dangling.

 

Kevin watched her sit down and looked at her "alright Susanna so from our previous discussions you haven't done anything like this before correct? Sleepy fetish and limp play I mean"he said looking at her.

 

Susanna nodded looking at him "yeah I haven't done anything like it before" she said truthfully.

 

He smiled and nodded " alright i'll help you out so don't worry about it i'm sure you'll be great" he said looking at her "pretty much the focus is you getting knocked unconcious in different forms and in different postitions" he explained "there are different things that people prefer some people like girls eyes rolling back and things of that nature some like them seeing birdys and playing with there limp bodys and so on" he said

 

Susanna nodded "I think I get the general idea of it I watched a few videos as well this week to get a better idea" she said "i'll do my best" she said with a smile and laugh.

 

Kevin nodded with a smile and stood up slapping his hands togeather "alright well let's get this things started them shall we?"

 

Standing back a bit with his camera Kevin looked at her "okay" he said after setting it up and pushing record "to start things off your going to be talking on the phone and i'm going to come up and hit you in the back of the head and you do your best with it give a little eye roll for sure" he said 

 

Susanna laughed and nodded "okay got it" she said taking the phoen as he handed it to her and stood waiting for him to say go.

 

"Go!"

 

Susanna brought a casua smile to her face placing her free hand on her hip "yeah I thought so to" she said laughing phone to her ear "mhm really?"

 

Kevin watched her from behind with a smirk as she acted out the scene having a look at her ass in her jeans.He moved behind her bringing the slapjack down making it look like he hit her in the head.

 

Susanna eyes widened a bit to wide to look very realistic and she stood up on her tip toes "oh......" she dropped the phone wobbling around a bit letting her eyes flutter "uhh......" she moaned wobbling a bit more and then rolled her eyes back and allowed herself to fall straight back legs up in the air.She held them there up in the air a moment then let them drop and laid there not moving letting her tounge stick out a bit.

 

Kevin walked around her lookign her up and down feeling himself getting hard looking at her on the ground tounge out.He then forced himself to laugh a bit out loud "oh damn!" he said with another laugh "sorry i'm new to this whole thing to couldn't keep myself from laughing mind doing it again?" he asked

 

Susanna opened up her eyes and raised up laughing herself "yeah sure" she said taking his hand as he helped her up both of them still laughing "was it alright?" she asked as he walked back behind her again.

 

"yeah great!" he said with a smirk backing up.He waited and then grinned to himself  "go!"

 

Susanna smiled holding the phone up to her ear "mhm yeah oh really?" she said laughing.

 

Kevin moved up behind her and brought the slapjack down again like he was hitting her in the head.

 

Susanna eyes widened still not very realistic but better this time and she dropped the phone "ohhh..." she wobbled around eyes fluttering and "uhhhh..."

 

Kevin watched her with a smirk and then slowly brought back the slapjack and this time brought it down hard across the back of her head.

 

"oh!" Susannas eyes widend for a moment and then her eyes rolled back falling forward mouth open a bit hitting the ground out cold.

 

Kevin smirked looking down at her unconsious body "much better" he said kneeling down and running his hands along her ass in her loose jeans.He then grabbed her by her shoulders dragging her over toward the couch her flip flips sliding off in the process.

 

He grabbed his other camera and began snapping pictures of her out of it putting her into different poses.He then laid it down going back over to her.He took off her belt around her waist and then slid off her shirt before taking off her purple bra.He groped her breasts as they fell out kissing her neck.

 

Letting her fall back down to the couch he moved down sliding her jeans off and then her purple panties.He leaned overtop of her kissing her his hand down moving it along her pussy.He felt up her breasts with his free hand while still kissing and fingering her.He then pulled down his pants and sat her up.He moved inside her mouth and moved her head back and forth until he finally finished inside her mouth and all over her face.He picked his camera back up snapping a few more pictures.

 

This was the start of something great.

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

"Sorry can't hear you!" 

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

Hatter nodded with a smile "mhm"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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Sharon walked down the streets her ass wiggling in her tight dark jeans.She meant buisness today and was going to waste no time about it.

 

She stepped up to Brendas house knocking on the front door.Brenda was her ex husbands mother and she was going to speak with her about some ear rings that she had left here at her house.Sharons eyes locked on the tall 6"2 blonde scanning her up and down.Brenda stood there in a tight shirt with a low cut skirt to abot three inches above her knees along with knee high boots and knee socks.Sharon put her hands on her hips looking at the woman a bit smaller standing at 5"4 in her tight jeans t shirt and sneakers.

 

Sharon crossed her arms "I am here for the ear rings I called you about before"

 

Brenda just looked at the brunnette and laughed "and I told you you'r not getting them honey"she said with a smirk.

 

Sharon gritted her teeth a bit looking the taller woman down "Oh really well im taking them then!"she exclaimed roughly pushing her inside the house.

 

Brendas eyes widened and she caught her narrowing her eyes grabbing Sharon roughly by the hair of the head "bitch!" she said jerking her around.

 

Sharon gritted her teeth as she was pulled inside and jerked around her brunette hair whipping she clawed at the taller womans hands pulling away and putting her hands up.Sharon threw a hard straight punch connected with Brendas mouth.

 

Brendas eyes flashed a bit stumbling back catching herself using a table and came back at Sharon swinging a wild haymacker.

 

Sharon quickly ducked dodging the punch and came with a hard right cross connecting square on her former mother in laws jaw.

 

Brendas head snapped back blonde hair whipping as she stumbled.Brendas vision became foggy for  a moment before her eyes rolled back to the whites and she crashed down to the ground hair falling over her face.

 

Sharon watched as the woman fell to the ground.She stard at Brenda out cold on her stomach skirt having went up showing her ass underneath.Sharon smirked and kneeled down reaching toward Brenda.She lifted one of her long legs up inzipping her boot and sliding it off her socked foot in her hand.Sharon was about to take the sock off when Brendas foot came forward smashing her  flush in the chin.Her eyes rolled back and she fell back legs up wide and laid there out cold in an X postition.

 

Brenda smirked raising up "fooled ya" she said  standing up and walking over toward Sharons unconscious body.She took off Sharons belt before sliding her tight jeans off.She gave her a light smack on the ass watching ass it jigglled moving down and sliding off her sneakers and then her socks.Brenda raised Sharon up sliding off her shirt and then let her drop only in her bra and panties.Brenda walked over toward the counter grabbing her phone her son would enjoy these later.She snapped some shots of his knocked out ex .270

 

 

 

 

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The Fighting Dungeon – The First Fight of the Night

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Michael walked down the street with one goal in mind.He knew that he had to be very careful about things for this to work but he was detrmined.He glanced up and looked ahead as a local bar came into view.A smile crossing his face as he looked at it. 

 

This wasn't just any bar it was the bar that a new girl had just started working at as a bartender.He smiled thinking about it having already vistied the bar a couple of times.

 

The moment that he had seen her he knew that he had to see her unconsious.The sexy blonde named Misty was around 5"5 with the perfect body and was just something else.

 

He had returned to the bar a couple of times already to figure out Mistys work schedule and when the bar was usually crowded of course the night being when it most was.Today was a Sunday and around 5 pm the middle of the day.Not a single car was parked outside the bar and only one person had walked inside all day and they had left a few minutes ago.

 

Michael knew that he had to do this just right and with that he quickly walked over and then into the bar.He glanced around until she came into site a grin crossing his face.He looked Misty up and down behind the counter cleaning a glass in a tight pair of jeans.

 

He smirked walking over to the counter "a shot of Whiskey please" he said taking a seat.

 

Misty glanced up hearing the mans voice and smiled sitting the glass she was cleaning down "starting early are we?" she asked with a laugh turning around to get the bottle and glass.

 

Michael watched her as she turned around to get the drink her ass formed tightly in her jeans.He licked his lips a bit feeling himself getting a bit excited looking at her but stayed calm "something like that" he said with a smile taking the glass as she slid it across the table to him.He looked at her "ya usually get much buisness during the day?" he asked taking the shot.

 

Misty laughed shaking her head as she moved around cleaning different things behind the bar "no honestly I would be surprised if we got another person in here within the next hour or two" she said truthfully.

 

Michael held back a bit of a smirk listening to her and nodded "I see" he said looking at her "another shot please" he said then waited a moment standing up "i'll be right back going to use the bathroom" he said standing up from his seat.

 

Misty looked back toward him with a smile making the drink "sure" she said.

 

Michael walked back into the restroom making sure that she slapjack in his pokcket was still there and it was.He then waited a couple minutes before walking out of the restroom toward the counter "hey!" he called out as he walked.

 

Misty turned around toward him as he walked back toward the counter "yeah?" she asked

 

"This is kind of embarassing" he laughed "but I kind of lost my contact somewhere in the restroom just now would you mind please helping me look for it?" he asked looking at her.

 

Misty looked at him and blinked a bit then laughed with a nod "yeah sure no buisness right now anyway" she said opening the counter and stepping outside of it walking with him toward the restroom.

 

Michael watched as she stepped out from behind the bar and then let her walk a bit in front of him he ass swaying in her jeans black heels clicking on the floor.He then stepped inside the restroom behind her letting the door close behind them "thanks I really appreciate this" he said pretending to start lookin for the contact.

 

Misty laughed bending over looking around the floor "no problem like I said no buisness anyway" she said scanning the floor.

 

Michael stopped turning and watching her as she looked for the contact bent over jeans riding up a bit squeezing against her ass tightly.He was full blown hard now.He slowly pulled out the black jack and began moving quietly toward her.

 

Misty continued looking around the floor "ya sure ya lost it in here?" she asked stopping for a moment as she didn't get an answer and laughed a bit "did ya hear m......" she was cut off as the blackjack smacked her in the back of the head.

 

"ughhhhh...!" Misty stumbled forward on to her hands and knees eyes fluttering "ohhhhh..." she groaned falling forward as her eyes rolled back heavily.

 

Michael smiled watching as she fell forward and looked at her in a bit of an akward postition face down ass up out cold one of her heels dangling a bit off her foot.He walked over toward her reaching down and feeling up her ass in her jeans "yes..." he muttered standing up.

 

Reaching down Mihceal straightened her legs out and sat down lightly on her mounting her right onf her ass his rubbing against it.He ran his hands down her sides and tighs before standing up again and grabbing her by the ankles and dragging her inside one of the stalls.He sat her up on the toilet seat wiping some hair from her face "perfect" he said looking at her.

 

He slipped off her heels rubbing the solves of her feet before letting them dropand moving up sliding her shirt off over her head.He licked his lips as he un did her bra her breasts falling out in front of him.He brought his hands up groping them tightly closing his eyes.After a moment he stopped and un buttoned her jeans sliding them off over her toned legs.He then slowly slid off her white thong.Running his hands down her side he stopped at her vagine running his finger along it lightly.

 

He lingered a moment longer and then stepped back taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures.He then picked her up bridal style and carried her back into the ront of the bar smiling as there wasn't anybody there yet.He laid her down on the bar face down on her stomach and then smiled giving her one last slap on the ass and grabbing the shot still sitting there that she had prepared downing it "nothing like a mid day drink' he said with a grin walking out of the bar leaving her there for the next customer to find.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

 

"One second please!"

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

"mom? i'm home"

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

****

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maggie twisted herself upright and began speaking.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Not someone, I know who.” She said.

“Who?”

“Let me out and I’ll tell you”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And what’s in it for you?”

“Revenge” Said Maggie, eyes ablaze.

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

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

“Fair enough”

“Rule two; No stealing while were working together”

“Acceptable”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh please” She said “Call me Clara.”

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

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

She looked at the sleeping beauty sadly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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