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Posted by on in Chloro

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Please"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I give you a kiss, stroke your hair and say

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

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

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Posted by on in Fight KO

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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Posted by on in Chloro

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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Posted by on in Chloro

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

San Luis, Obispo West Puente Valley, California.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I love you, Mel."

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

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

The End.

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I'm dating a woman who works at a vet hospital. She brings me in after hours to show me around where she works and we end up in the operating room.

I see the complex, shiny silver anesthesia machine in the corner of the room and ask her about it, confessing to her that I've had a fetish and a fear about being put to sleep/putting someone else to sleep, ever since I was a kid. She smiles and brings me over to the machine, uncovering it so I can take a good look. (My pants feel a bit tight through the crotch.) Seeing my fascination and obvious excitement about this, she asks me if I'd like to see how it works. I'm nervous, but I say 'yes' right away and she laughs. My jeans are getting tighter.

She show me the tanks of chemicals and the hoses and how the gases are mixed with oxygen in the long glass pitot tubes with floating pressure indicators. (I think she can see the bulge down below now.)

Teasing me unmercifully, she turns a couple of knobs and I can hear hissing in the hoses. The dials come up and she explains which one is O2, Isoflurane, Halothane, N2O and so on. Then she asks me if I'd like to see what it smells like... (Oh man, the growing pressure in my jeans is getting painful.)

I'm scared, and starting to shake with nervous excitement, but I try to say 'yes' as calmly as I can. She grabs a black hose off of the machine and moves it near my face so I can smell it. There is a strong, sweet chemical smell as I tentatively inhale shallowly and quickly let the breath back out, unsure what to expect. She keeps the hose where it is, so I figure I'm being invited to try another breath. This time, I get closer to the opening and take a long, deep breath. I can feel the effect instantly as it feels like someone is filling my head up with air and my body gets warm. From the corner of my eye I can see her smiling, but I try not to let on that I see her and as she moves the gas tube even closer to my face, I take a third breath. Now I'm definitely getting light-headed (my GOD, am I actually doing this for real?) and she asks me how it feels.

I am actually shaking with excitement and my manhood is like a hot stone as I try and explain what I'm feeling.

To my astonishment, she moves the gas over to HER FACE and takes a curious breath. This is a thirty-year-old fantasy come to life right before my eyes!

Her first breath is just a whiff, but I know how I reacted to it and I'm not at all surprised to see her quickly follow up with a second, longer one. She then points the steam of gas back at me, but keeps it near her so I have to move very close to take another breath, which I do. I want to grab the hose myself, but I'm afraid she'll see my hands shaking if I do.

Bolder now, and more confident, I take two good long breaths of the Isoflurane/N2O mixture in the tube and I'm getting dizzy. As I stand there trying to get my 'sea legs', I see this beautiful woman move in and take two good, long breaths of her own, similar to mine. As she's letting the second one out, she utters an involuntary 'whoa', and we both laugh in spite of ourselves. This is illegal and wrong and she could get fired if anyone finds out and I couldn't possibly care any less at this moment.

The only thing I've fantasized about more than being put under by a sexy woman... is putting a sexy woman 'under the ether' myself, and my addled brain conceives a wicked idea: For my next breath I place the hose between my lips, but using my decades of experience in controlling my breath while performing professionally as a saxophonist, I constrict my throat so as to draw most of my breath through my nose instead of my mouth, so the gas only affects me a bit. Sure enough, she follows suit, but has no idea what evil I have perpetrated on her this night.

Two more 'trades' of the mouthpiece and she is losing her balance, at which point I help her to the cold steel surgical table and lift her up so she's sitting on its edge. She's getting so drunk that I'm having trouble understanding her, but her kisses and caresses around my face and her fingers playing with my hard nipples make it pretty clear that she's getting as horny as I am! I tell her that it turns me on to watch her breathe from the machine and she is so loving and trusting of me that she just continues to breath that sweet, magical air in as it slowly shuts down her thinking and her beautiful eyes unfocus.

When she slumps forward onto me and I have to keep her from falling off the table, I know that my fantasy of rendering a beautiful woman unconscious and having her under my complete control has just come true. I can't believe it...

Gently and carefully, I lay her down on the table and admire her pretty eyes, closed and dreaming, and her sweet little wisp of a smile that gives hints at what she's dreaming of. I decide to oblige her, unbuttoning her blouse and fondling her, touching her anywhere, everywhere, and any way I want while she lies sleeping, helpless under my touch.

After only a minute or so, she sighs softly and smiles as her hand moves to find my own, which is caressing her left breast. Whatever world she's in, it is one without inhibitions because although she has never taken the initiative in lovemaking, nor been willing to touch herself in front of me, she now reaches with her spare hand for mine and moves it down her flat, golden belly and under her pants, where a warm and glad wetness awaits my touch.

I waste no time divesting myself of my own clothes (free at last!) and those of hers that have yet to be removed and I climb onto that hard table and lay my trembling body down against her welcoming warm embrace. As I reach down and gently part her moist lips, I make my first, tentative push inside her and she opens her eyes and gives me the most sublime smile!

Her right arm flails about clumsily over the side of the table as we begin to search for our rhythm together and I think she must be really out of it, but the surprise is total when she successfully retrieves the anesthesia hose and brings it up squarely under my nose!

Without a sleepy word, her eyes narrow into cat-like slits and she gives me a wicked smile that says she's not as groggy as I had assumed. No, she has her OWN wicked plan and frankly, it's her turn now. So I go on plunging ever deeper inside of her with each thrust as our bodies become accustomed to each other once again after a few days apart, and I become filled with a most delightful combination of sensations, a crescendo of electric warmth, emanating from my nether regions and the feeling of a soft and fluffy, numbing blanket of tingles, slowly being wrapped all around my body. I can barely even smell the gas now as my cerebral cortex becomes unable to process the physical input my body continues to send, but this body does not seem to need any help from its brain as every muscle tirelessly pumps out sex-reps, steady and forceful, from my plank position, and my erection stands as firm and solid as a seventeen year-old's.

The usual sense of sexual communion becomes replaced with a lightness of being which feels like a flying dream. I am losing all sense of my physical body, and existing only as a warm and vibrating cloud of pure pleasure, soaring through a crisp night full of stars. As my new vapor-spirit accelerates into the gathering darkness, I reach escape-velocity and and I am fired from a velvet cannon, gently titanic, unyielding force, shooting straight into the deep night like the first breath of life...

I wake up back on the steel operation table (now quite warm), with my head on her breast and her hands caressing my hair and whispering soft, almost inaudible (or maybe I just can't understand them?) words of love and affection.

I have spent my life chastising myself for being a 'weirdo', and now this wonderful woman has not only coaxed my dark fantasy out of me, but she has joined me in its fulfillment, and mine.

It's hard to believe that this has really happened. And after all of these secret years keeping my 'aberration' tucked away in the recesses of my mind, I am sure of two things: I will never look at hospital operating rooms with such fear again... and I will love this woman always for what she shared with me, how she trusted me and the chances she's taken for us.

This is a fantasy that I really lived, and I did marry that girl for 15 years. Even though divorced now, we are still best friends and laugh often about our crazy adventures whenever we get a chance to talk.

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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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