Saturday, August 9, 2014
One day I told my wife I had to leave for a couple of days, for work (nothing strange, it happens often), but this time I did not.
I knew she had to work till late, that day, so I waited in the house preparing myself to receive her.
I wore leather pants, black t-shirt, leather jacket, no shoes to avoid any noise, black balaclava and a pair of skin tight unlined leather gloves.
I piled, close to the bed, many silk scarves, and went in the kitchen, in the dark, to wait for her with a white cloth in my gloved hand and a bottle of chloroform.
I know chloroform is dangerous, but I wanted her to experience the closest kidnapping scenario possible, so I poured few drops of sweet smelling liquid onto the cloth, instead of soaking it completely, and folded it into my leathered palm.
When she arrived, I could hear her steps out of the door in advance, and my heart start racing, and prepared myself for the scene.
She entered, closed the door behind her back, locked it (thinking to be safe after that ...) tossed her purse on the couch and headed to the bedroom while starting to remove her leather jacket. I silently (no shoes) followed her, with the white cloth in my black leather hand, and saw her stopping at the bedroom door, after she turned on the light and noticed the scarves on the bed.
It was only a moment, because before she started to move or do anything, I grabbed her from behind and clamped the cloth over her mouth and nose.
I did not expect all that strength in her, she started to struggle and kicking a lot, trying to remove the cloth from her mouth and nose.
I was holding her arms still with my left arm, and the right gloved hand was doing a perfect job to silent her shouting attempts with the cloth. I tried to drag her towards the bed, and with my excitement, I saw her desperate looking face in the mirror of the bedroom when we stopped in front of it: her eyes wide open, looking my masked face and my shiny leathered hand muffling her cries.
But unfortunately she started to fight with a new strength,after she got a whiff through the cloth, surely scared by the sweet light smell and I was unbalanced by this new attempt to get free of my hold.
We both collapsed onto the carpet, but I managed to not remove my gloved hand from her mouth.Her right arm got free, and she brought her hand to her face, trying to remove the cloth with muffling.
I had to pin her legs with mines, to avoid to hurt ourselves with her crazy kicking.
At this point I had to tell her something: I started with a "ssshhhhhhhhh"
Not working, told her: 'SShhhhh...it's me...sssshhhhhhhh..relax and breath...I won't hurt you.....sssshhhhhhhhhh!!!"
I could see the look of her eyes changing from FEAR to AMAZEMENT, then to RELIEF and last closing them. She also decreased her body rigidity, and the hold on my gloved hand....after few seconds she started to breath deeply and relaxing.....
I knew the chloroform on the cloth was not enough to put her to sleep, if not completely evaporated, so I was even more excited by her acting as a chloroformed woman now.
I hold the cloth for a while onto her mouth and nose,loosening the pressure and staring at the contrast of the white cloth and the shiny black leather of my hand, while caressing her lovely face with my other leathered hand and whispering full of love: "sleep baby, ssshhhh....you are mine now....good girl...need you to sleep for a while....ssshhhhhhhh!!"
After a minute or so, I removed the cloth,approached it to my nose and smelled it: As I thought, only a light trace of chloroform scent was present.....
I lift her limp body (she did really a good job not moving or helping me),lied her on the bed and got her undressed. Then tied her hands and legs to the bed structure, blindfolded her heavily, and scarf gagged her mouth as well.
I pressed my leather gloved hand onto her gagged mouth, knowing how much the leather scent of my palm could excite her and asked her to wake up: she started to moan,first softly then higher and higher like if she was in a nightmare.
I started to caress her naked body with my cold leather hand, always pressing the other one onto her gagged mouth and happy to find her pussy completely wet.
We made love and was very intense.
Later on she told me she was scared to death, thinking she was going to die or even worse...she did not realized about the cloth at the beginning, she thought she was being handgegged, maybe by a leather gloved hand pressed onto her mouth and nose (even if it is one of our passion it was completely out of her mind I could be the aggressor...), but when she saw her face in the mirror with the white cloth pressed onto the mouth by the black gloved hand, the sweat smell in her breathing and the masked face.....she hearth start racing like hell and her mind went black out.....GREAT TRUE EXPERIENCE without being true...
She told me not to do it anymore.....but I know she really enjoyed it.
Saturday, August 9, 2014 by Elizabeth · 0
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Adriano isn’t my real uncle, more a friend of the family, although I’ve always called him uncle Adriano. He’s a bit younger than my daddy, probably late thirties, a handsome man, he always used to make a fuss of me when I was younger, giving me sweets and things like that. He and his wife Monica used to live just down the road from us and I got to know him when Mum started to work for them. They owned a chemist shop on the high street and Mum worked on the cosmetics counter, which was until 7 years ago when they won some money on the lottery and they sold their business and moved to Rome.
It was about two months ago that Mum told me Adriano and Monica had separated. Apparently it was quite amicable, although unexpected. They split the money they’d won and Monica had moved away to somewhere in Milan. Uncle Adriano had been a bit upset and daddy had gone to stay with him for a few days after it’d happened.
At the beginning of April my company book me on a week’s training course in Rome and I realize that the hotel I’m in is just around the corner from Adriano’s. Daddy suggests I should go and see him one evening when I’m there.
I ring him on the Tuesday from my hotel, he’s so happy to hear from me and pleased that things are going well. Since I last saw him I’ve left home and moved into a new flat. I tell him that I’m in Rome and we agree that I should go over and stay with him on Friday night, although I think he would like me to stay for the whole weekend.
It’s Adriano’s birthday on Sunday, I know that because mine’s next week - I’ll be 27. On Thursday the training course finishes early and I go into town to buy Adriano a birthday card. I think I should really buy a present but have no idea what to get. Then as I’m looking in shop windows for inspiration I notice a dress shop selling brightly colored leather gloves. I remember Adriano always wore driving leather gloves and I decide to go in and buy a pair. The assistant asks if it a present and when I say yes she wraps it in a box with a bow ribbon.
I arrive at Adriano’s just before 6:00 on Friday evening, he lets me in and we go into the lounge. I give him the card and present, he asks if he can open them now and I say that’s fine. He unwraps the box and takes out the shiny soft leather gloves. He’s delighted with the present and puts it on and goes to the mirror to look at himself, he can’t thank me enough and comes over and hugs and kisses me.
He takes off the gloves and puts them back in the box with a smiling face.
We sit and chat for a few minutes and then so goes to make some tea; when he comes back he suggests I sit next to him on the sofa. He comments that it’ll be my birthday soon and he’ll have to think what he can give me.
I ask how he’s getting on and he says he’s well, a bit lonely, coming to terms with what’s happened. I tell him about my new flat and the job. He asks if I have a boyfriend yet and I say no. Strangely he comments on the fact that he can’t remember me ever having a boyfriend and I say I’m just shy and maybe one day when the right person comes along.
He stares at me for a few moments and then asks - ‘Do you think I’m attractive?’
I’m surprised by the question, unsure of what to say - ‘Yes.’
He moves closer to me on the sofa and puts his hand on my knee. I’m suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. ‘That’s good; I know I’m not as young as I used to be, but some girls like mature man - what about you?’
He takes hold of my hand, I start to pull away, ‘Come here I’m not going to bite you,’ - he starts to unbutton his shirt. ‘Do you like my body?’ - with that he takes my hand and puts it inside his shirt.
This is suddenly getting very weird. I pull my hand away and quickly get off the sofa.
‘Look, I’ve changed my mind, I think I’d better be going now.’
‘You don’t need to be shy with me, Dawn, I’ll show you what to do.’
‘No, really, I must be going,’ I move towards the door.
‘Okay, but before you go, I need you to help me with something, come along.’ With that, he picks up the gloves and walks upstairs. I’m trying to call after him, to say goodbye. I stand at the bottom of the stairs.
‘Uncle Adriano.’ No response. I walk up a few steps and call again. ‘Uncle Adriano?’
‘In here,’ the answer comes from the bedroom.
As I enter, Adriano’s taking something off a drawer.
He comes towards me. ‘Turn around.’
‘Turn around.’ He takes hold of my shoulder and gently pushes me around.
‘Now, put your hands behind your back.’ Without waiting for me to comply, Adriano takes hold of my arms and pulls them behind my back.
I don’t know why, maybe it‘s the tone of his voice, or maybe I’m just used to doing what I’m told, but before I realize what’s happening I feel something cold against my wrists and as I try to pull my hands apart I hear a metallic click. I look over my shoulder and realize that he’s handcuffed me.
‘What are you doing!’ Adriano ignores me and walks over and closes the bedroom door.
I try to pull my hands apart, but the handcuffs scrape down the side of my wrists.
‘I wouldn’t waste your time, they’re solid steel and the only way out is if I decide to unlock them. Now why don’t you come and sit down here on the bed and I’ll give you your birthday present?’ Adriano moves past me and motions to the bed.
Frantically I look around the room - has he gone completely mad? I back away from him and move into a corner of the bedroom.
He moves towards me, holding out his hand. ‘Come on.’
I kick out with my right leg, a wide sweeping arc well in front of him, just as a warning, and he stops.
‘Now come on, there’s nothing you can do and I promise I’ll be gentle, you’ll enjoy it.’
‘I’ll scream, I mean it, release me now, I’ll go and we’ll forget all about this.’
‘Don’t be silly, Dawn.’
‘I’ll count to ten, if you haven’t released me by then I’ll start screaming, one - two - three -’
‘All right, all right, if you’re sure that’s what you want, come and sit over here while I get the key.’
Adriano guides me to a chair by the dressing table, as I sit he positions my arms over the back of the chair.
The gloves I bought him are on the dresser and he picks them up. ‘You know, this is a lovely present... and so useful.’ He takes one soft glove and start to slip into it.
‘Uncle Adriano, unlock the handcuffs, please.’
Ignoring my pleas he ties a large knot in the middle of a silk scarf once he is gloved, and raises it above my head, holding it either side of the knot. Then in one sudden movement he pushes his knees into my arms, pinning them to the chair, and brings the scarf down. Forcing the knot into my mouth he ties it behind my head, then once he’s tied a second knot he moves his knees away from the chair.
I stand up, half stumbling; I push past his back to my corner. I try to push the gag out of my mouth with my tongue but it’s tied far too tight. I call out through the scarf gag but can only manage an incoherent mumble.
‘Now then, where were we? Oh yes, I was going to give you your birthday present.’ He again moves towards me and again I kick out, trying to shout through the gag.
‘I’m going to have you one way or another. Now we can either do this the easy way or the hard way: it’s up to you.’ He moves towards me and again I kick out.
‘Okay, the hard way. Wait there.’ With that, he leaves the room.
Wait there, what the hell is he going to do now? I look around the room, the bedroom door slightly open and I think about following him. Maybe I can get downstairs, but I don’t know where he’s gone and anyhow what could I do once I’m out of the bedroom. I couldn’t open the front door with my hands handcuffed behind my back, the phone’s downstairs in the lounge, but gagged, what use is that? I look at the window; maybe in the movies people jump through bedroom windows, but it doesn’t seem a good idea in real life.
He’s coming back.
‘I knew this would come in useful one day,’ he says, putting a bottle down on the dresser.
He walks across to the bedside table and picks up a handful of tissues which he folds into a pad. Taking the bottle he unscrews the top and holding the tissues over the mouth of the bottle he turns it upside down for a few seconds, letting the liquid soak into the pad.
‘Don’t worry; this isn’t going to hurt you. I’m just going to chloroform you, put you to sleep for a few minutes, and when you wake up I’ll have you nice and tightly tied up and then we can have some fun. I’m afraid this doesn’t smell very nice, Monica and I used it on each other a couple of times and it always made me feel sick. But you gave me no choice.’
He moves towards me, the chloroform pad in his right gloved hand. I’m shaking my head, screaming through the gag at him to stop, but he’s ignoring me. I back away from him into the corner of the room; as he moves closer, I kick out and he backs away a little.
He moves in again, I kick out, but his movement was a feint and suddenly he’s behind me. He grabs me around the waist with his left arm and brings the chloroform pad up to my face, but I manage to twist away from him. With my hands cuffed behind my back I’m off balance and I stumble and fall onto the bed. I roll over, try to get off the other side but he’s suddenly on top of me. His left leathered hand grips my cheeks, his right pushes the chloroform-soaked pad to my nose.
I’m winded as he falls on me, the scarf gag forcing me to breathe through my nose, and suddenly I’m hit by a rich overpowering sickly sweet smell.
He’s now sitting astride me. I’m on my back, my arms pinned beneath me, the steel handcuff biting into my wrists. My legs are free and I try to kick out and twist my body but Adriano’s full weight is on my chest and I can’t move.
I’m struggling to catch my breath, turning my head violently from side to side, trying to break Adriano’s grip.
‘Please don’t struggle, Dawn, just take a few deep breaths and it’ll be over very quickly.’
I can’t hold out any longer. I take a breath, twisting and turning my head as I do, but Adriano keeps the chloroform pad to my face and I suck in a lung full of the powerful anesthetic.
‘That’s a good girl.’
My head’s starting to pound. I’m screaming into the gag but Adriano’s just smiling, making shushing noises.
I’m breathing again, trying to take short breaths, not to breathe in too much chloroform. As I’m laying there trying to fight him the pounding in my head is getting worse.
‘You should be feeling a little woozy by now, another couple of breaths and it’ll be all over, then the fun will start. By the way, I do love these leather gloves you gave me’
I need to breathe again but I know the anesthetic is taking effect, if I don’t break free soon it’ll be too late. With all my remaining strength I try to buck Adriano off my chest and roll over, but it’s useless.
I lay there exhausted, my head pounding. I can resist no longer. As I take another breath the last thing I remember is looking up into Adriano’s face.
My head’s throbbing and my mouth feels strange. I try to roll over to get more comfortable but nothing happens. As I lay with my eyes closed, I’m aware that my arms seem to be above my head. Trying to focus my thoughts, I suddenly remember what happened. I try to sit up, but I can’t move. I turn my head and see my hands have been tied to the bed head and in the same moment I realize I’m totally naked. I look around the room and I see Adriano standing at the end of the bed, I try to call out but there’s some sort of ball in my mouth. He is wearing a pair of black leather pants now, heavy boots, the one special forces use, a pair of skin tight unlined leather gloves (not the one I just bought him for his birthday) and a mask revealing only his cold sharp eyes and lips.
‘Sleeping Beauty awakes. How are you feeling, oh I forgot you can’t answer, never mind. You may have noticed I’ve changed your gag, I’ve thought of another use for the scarf.’
He moves to the side of the bed, I try to move away but I’m tied spread-eagled.
‘Now now, is that any way to treat me, don’t you want your birthday present?’
With that he takes a huge black knife from his belt, and come on the bed. He clamps his leathered hand firmly over my gagged mouth. A strong leather scent fulfills my nostrils now, and the cold blade of his knife is slid gently on my shivering skin…..
‘I promise you’ll love this.’
Thursday, August 7, 2014 by Elizabeth · 0
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
The Boss Wants You...
Tuesday, January 31, 2012 by Elizabeth · 0
Monday, January 9, 2012
Debbie had just turned 18, she was going away in a week with her friends,
the first holiday without her parents and her parents were away for this
week so she had the house to herself, another first. Debbie was sensible and
wasn't going to have a party but it was 11am, it was 90 degrees outside and
it was sunbathing weather! Also, Debbie's parents were doctors and she knew
that there was a bottle of chloroform in the house and she always wanted to
find out for real what it felt like to be knocked out by the drug.
She had heard her parents talk about it sometimes and she knew that contrary
to the films, about 20ml of the liquid poured on a hand towel would do the
trick. It was all about lung capacity and after around 20 seconds of
inhaling, she should lose consciousness. If the cloth was removed straight
after passing out, you would be knocked out cold for about 5 minutes. If the
cloth stayed on for a minute, unconscious time would increase to 20 minutes
and if you kept the cloth over your mouth and nose, the drug would evaporate
off the cloth after 3 minutes and you would remain unconscious for about an
hour. Debbie wrote this down and placed her watch on stop watch.
She went outside and placed her beach towel on the decking and the sun tan
lotion on the side. She took off her robe, placed that to one side and
revealed her lithe, athletic body, wearing her favourite skimpy red bikini
with black piping around the top of the bra and panties. Debbie was 5ft 4,
flowing brunette hair and captain of the school soccer team. Although she
didn't have a 6 pack she had a very flat tummy with the smoothest silkiest
skin imaginable. Her legs were shapely and strong but not too overly
muscled. In fairness, if you think of Mila Kunis you'd be pretty much on the
Debbie had taken on a bit of a sleepy fetish almost 18 months ago during the
last game of the season when 45 seconds into the second half, she was
looking to head the ball into the net when the opposition goalkeeper
accidentally punched her head rather than the ball. Debbie was knocked out
cold! She was unconscious even before she hit the floor! She remembered
nothing that happened after warming up before the game as she was quite
concussed from the impact but she remembers that when she came round, the
head coach Karen Kilter or Miss Kilter to the players seemed to be touching
Debbie very tenderly on her thighs and stomach and stroking her head.
Although she felt so woozy, groggy and dazed, she liked it and felt it
arousing. Miss Kilter had become friends with Debbie's parents over the
years and after taking Debs to the hospital for a check out, she drove her
home and helped her to bed and still found a way to stroke her thighs and
tummy. Debbie had split from her boyfriend a month ago as she didn't seem
interested enough in him which was true as Debbie had feelings for Karen.
Karen had just turned 40 and was single and divorced. She looked amazing for
her age, in fact she did not look a day over a very hot 25 year old. As
Soccer head coach, she really kept herself in great condition. 5ft 1 and
very trim. She did have a 6 pack and great toned legs. Long, straight brown
hair, tanned and very fit, sexy and beautiful. Think Sandra Bullock as a 25
year old and again, your on the money. Karen never had lesbian tendencies or
feelings before but when Debbie lay knocked silly on the pitch, her body, so
smooth and fit completely out cold, it really turned her on. She had enjoyed
placing her in the recovery position and had made excuses to message and
touch her legs and tummy to help bring her round. She had a crush on Debbie
and she believed that Debbie also had a crush on her. Debbie's parents had
asked Karen to check in on Debs while they were away and the weather was
glorious and thought that maybe she could sunbathe with Debbie and use their
pool. Who knows what may happen! Karen felt like a giddy schoolgirl! This
would have to be kept secret assuming Debbie wanted Karen.
Debbie did want Karen and day dreamed about what being with her would be
like. Anyway, she could think of that when she dreamt in a moment. Debbie
poured the correct amount of chloroform on the cloth, lay down on her towel
on the decking and placed the cloth over her face and started breathing.
Whoa!! That first breath made her throat tingle, like the first time you try
to inhale a cigarette but stronger. The smell was really pungent and sweet
and nor too unpleasant. She set her stop watch and started to take her third
breath! Her head was swimming and she said out load "wow, I describe it like
being rollercoasted into a black hole" her words sounded funny to her,
muffled, slurred and distant. She could feel herself being plunged into
unconsciousness but she felt so aroused! After a couple more breaths, her
legs which were bent at the knee went limp and slapped down on the towel,
then her hands and fingers which Debbie was using to stroke her own tummy
also went slack and they now lay beside her limp. Debbie had just enough
strength to let out a sigh "Unnghhh" before she was finally knocked out cold
by the fumes. Her body lay motionless and unconscious on the decking, only
her tummy gently rising and falling as she breathed showed any movement. Had
she been able to look at her stopwatch she would have seen 21 seconds to her
KO! She had also forgotten to put tanning oil on. Well she did remember but
it was as she went limp before she passed out. An hour wouldn't be that bad.
The cloth had over 2 minutes of Knock Out drug to dispense, which it duly
did rendering Debbie in a very deep but safe state of unconsciousness.
After barely 5 minutes, the front door bell rang and a key opened the door
and Karen walked in. She was wearing very hot denim daisy duke hotpants and
a lemon yellow bikini bra top. The matching bikini knickers were under the
shorts. She looked hot showing off her tanned legs and tummy. Her breasts
were small but still pert and natural. She called out Debbie's name bur no
answer. Her car was here and the door wasn't double locked, she was probably
outside enjoying the sun. She walked through the lounge and through the
patio doors and found Debbie sunbathing on the decking. It was weird that
her face was covered but maybe she didn't want any sun on her face. "Hello
sun worshipper, how are you?" no response. Karen looked at her tight toned
body and legs and remembered when she was that young and sexy. She knew she
was still hot but Debbie's skin looked so soft and silky. She knelt down to
Debbie's right side and placed her hand on Debbie's tummy "Hey sleepyhead,
wake up!" still no response. Karen could feel that Debbie, although having a
lovely toned tummy, was limp and not the limp of the sleeping. She had seen
and helped enough girls to know that if you hadn't woken up yet and were
still this limp, then you were unconscious. Karen looked around her and
spotted the bottle of chloroform and beneath it, Debbie's notes which Karen
read. She then saw Debbie's stop watch, 8 minutes! In which case, Karen had
50 minutes of time with Debbie in this sexy state of unconsciousness! It was
too much to restrain herself! Karen took the towell off Debbie's face and
found Deb's mouth slightly open, Karen opened an eyelid and Debbie's eyes
had rolled to the top of her head! "Wow Debs!! You are well and truly
knocked out cold this morning!" Karen lifted a forearm and shook it,
completely limp! She let Debbie's hand fall bonelesly on her tummy, Karen
liked the sound of the slap it made. Karen then lifted Debbie's thigh and
shook that. "My god, your legs are as limp as wet spagetti!" Karen saw the
tanning oil and also felt Debbie's skin and correctly figured out that
Debbie had not applied any. "Tsk Tsk Debbs! You should keep that skin in
better condition!" Karen placed oil on her hands and messages oil gently
over Debbie's face, then moved to her shoulders, arms, neck, tummy and legs.
Karen enjoyed the feel of Debbie's soft skin so much and the feel of a real
sexy rag doll! She felt very aroused! Butterflies in her stomach and a warm
moist feeling between her legs. She wandered what she should do next and
decided to take Debbie's bikini top off which exposed her small but full and
pert breasts to the outside. Karen gently kissed Debbies nipples and was
surprised to see those nipples harden. "So even when you are knocked out,
you still feel sexually aroused. Nice touch that" she placed oil on her
breasts and then she gently pulled her bikini knickers down, over her toned
limp thighs and knees and over her feet and placed them to one side. "You
look amazing Debbie and I want you so much! You are all mine for while at
least!" she slowly kissed and caressed every inch of the unconscious Debbie
and reached her mouth and Karen slowly placed her Tongue inside and kissed
Debbie for a few minutes. Karen thought she tasted so sweet! Karen then
decided it was her turn to strip off and oil herself up which she did
quickly as Karen wanted to get back to caressing her sexy rag doll! Soon,
Karen was back kissing and caressing Debbies breasts and tummy and moved
slowly down to Debbies pussy. To Karens further surprise, Debbie was wet
between her thighs and Karen spent some time licking Debbies clit and then
deep inside her. Karen remembered trying to bring Debbie round when she had
been knocked senseless in the soccer match and was convinced that kissing,
licking and stroking a clit and pussy would speed up the recovery of a
knocked out and concussed soccer player! Debbie tasted so sweet and in her
unconscious state obviously enjoyed it because she was so wet. Karen too
felt as hot and aroused as at any time in her life! Debbie let out a very
soft, pleasurable moan and her thighs flexed for a second. Then her arms
moved and she placed her right hand on her tummy and her left hand up to her
head. Karen was surprised bur didn't stop, Debbie was coming round slowly
bur surely and by the look and sound of things very pleasurably and she
hoped and preyed that Debbie would be as into this as she was. Karen noted
the stopwatch time, 42 minutes, it should have been at least an hour! She
wondered what had shortened Debbies unconscious time and then she said aloud
"Stimulus! All this stimulus has made her come round quicker" Debbie really
started to stir and felt so much pleasure running through her, she then
remembered that she had knocked herself out so who was helping to revive
her? She could hear a distant voice talking to her telling her to relax and
she would be ok. She felt so warm and aroused and whoever this person was
knew her way around her body. She recognised the voice, it sounded like Miss
Karen noticed Debbies eyes fluttering open and she placed her tongue again
in Debbies mouth and kissed her gently "Wake up sleepy head. You've been out
cold for a while"
Debbie responded "Miss Kilter, what's going on? Your here, how? You feel so
good! I love this, I love you" Debbie seemed to black out a few times bur
only for a few seconds and Karen enjoyed watching Debbies big brown eyes
flutter and roll around as she attempted to regain her scrambled senses. The
sun glinted off her toned, oiled body and legs and it further aroused Karen.
She continued to kiss and caress Debbie, helping to bring her round. She
lusted after her smooth, lithe young body and was loving every second of
this experience. Debbie was quickly coming to her senses but still felt very
groggy, woozy and weak but loved the feeling of Karens strong body on hers,
the feeling of her powerful legs and thighs intertwined with hers, this was
a dream coming true for Debbie. She really had a major crush on her coach
and to kiss her, touch her and admire her body up so close and personal was
ecstasy for her. She asked Karen "Miss Kilter, how long was I out cold for?"
Karen replied "please Debbie, call me Katren and by your watch, 42 minutes"
she went down on Debbies pussy to finish the young woman off and bring her
to climax. Debbie responded by saying "You must have brought me round
quicker by arousing me. I have wanted you to take advantage of see since I
got knocked out and concussed 18 months ago! Thank you for applying the
tanning lotion! I forgot to in my little experiment! Oh my! Yes that feels
soo goood! Don't stop...." Karens tongue and hands made Debbie orgasm many
times at once and she was in heaven!
Karen then held Debbie close and wondered what being knocked out and
controlled would feel like. The thought aroused her and she asked Debbie
"Will you chloroform me? I want you to knock me out cold and when I'm
unconscious, I want you to take advantage of me and help bring me round"
Debbie felt so excited, she couldn't wait to see Karens brown eyes roll up
to her head and see her hard, sexy body glisten out cold and limp with her
powerful thighs rendered completely useless after losing consciousness from
the powerful chloroform.
She placed another dose of chloroform to the towell and placed the towell
over Karens mouth and nose.
Karen bucked and recoiled from the initial hit of the noxious fumes but she
soon got used to it and like Debbie enjoyed the swimming sensation and heady
dizziness the drug provided. She couldn't wait to be kissed, caressed and
controlled by Debbie! After a few more breaths, her body fell completely
limp but although almost passed out, Debbie knew that Karen was still
slightly conscious and she took the rag away and Karen spoke quietly and
slurred "I am all yours! Knock me out cold" Debbie replaced the cloth and
within one last deep intake, Karen entered her unconscious oblivion. She let
out a sigh "unhhh" but she was already out cold when the moan left her lips.
Debbie left the cloth on for the full 3 minutes and seeing that Karens pulse
was strong and she was breathing regularly wondered where to start. This was
going to be a great week!......
Written By: Steve
Monday, January 9, 2012 by Elizabeth · 0
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Halley was sitting on the couch watching TV. She had finished a long day of classes at university and was enjoying some off time. A thin medium brunette she was wearing a red T-shirt and black leggings with some short white socks. The chemistry major was flipping through the channels as her roommate, Lisa came in. While Halley was a brunette, Lisa was a similarly tall blonde. She always dressed a little fancier than Halley. Today she wore a stylish white blouse, dark shorts, and black tights.
“Hey there” Lisa said as she took off her flats.
Halley nodded, “How’s it going?”
“Pretty good what are you watching?” Lisa answered taking a seat on the couch with Halley.
Halley found a show that she liked; it involved a female spy character. Together they watched the episode. The heroine was trying to get some files from the bad guy’s office. Soon she was discovered though and a fight broke out. During the battle one of the henchmen pulled out a chloroform soaked cloth and subdued the heroine.
“Oh please.” Lisa rolled her eyes.
Halley intrigued asked, “What?”
Lisa shook her head, “She fights like four guys but can’t break free when someone grabs her.”
Halley smiled, “It was drugged. You think she should last longer?”
Lisa smirked, “Well I think she should be able to get out of it before it takes effect.”
Halley leaned over and pulled a napkin from a nearby table. She held it out to Lisa, “Okay try and capture me.”
“What, come on Halley?”
Halley shook her head, “You heard me, I want you to try and catch me. I know how fast chloroform works, so if I’m not free within a minute, well then I would have passed out.”
Lisa at first looked like she was going to say no but she was also competitive, “Okay you’re on.”
They agreed to go to separate rooms and Halley would have no idea when Lisa was going to attack her. Halley started out in the bathroom and walked back out to the main living area of their apartment. Seeing no sign of Lisa she proceeded to the kitchen. Halley opened up a cabinet and was getting some stuff when Lisa grabbed her from behind. The napkin went over her face and she proceeded to struggle. Lisa, who was also a gymnast, had pretty good strength. Despite all her struggles, Halley just couldn’t break free of Lisa’s arms. After a minute she pretended to pass out in her roommate’s arms.
“Alright enough wake up sleepy head.” Lisa laughed.
“Well I think I proved my point, I couldn’t get free.”
Lisa shook her head, “You may have not gotten free, and spy-girl didn’t get free, but I for sure could.”
Halley smiled now, although Lisa didn’t know why, “Well time we found out, my turn to try and capture you.”
Lisa nodded and went off to her room. Halley walked into her room and went to the closet. Inside was something she ‘borrowed’ from her chemistry lab. Taking the bottle of chloroform out, she opened it and drizzled some of its contents onto the napkin. Her smile grew watching the drops landing on the napkin. It didn’t take long for the cloth to become a little damp in her hand. Halley sniffed the air and easily smelled the hint of chloroform. Palming the cloth, she then quietly moved to the door.
A glance out showed that Lisa was trying to play it cool. Her blonde friend was casually looking for her. Carefully Halley moved out of the door and stepped lightly on the floor. Lisa had moved from the kitchen to the bathroom. The lights were off inside and the door partially closed. It looked like she thought Halley might be hiding inside. It worked out perfectly for Halley, Lisa headed to the bathroom thus turning her back to Halley. Quietly Halley got closer, raising her arms to ensnare Lisa.
“I’ve got you!” Lisa exclaimed opening the bathroom door and flicking on the lights. While she was distracted by not finding Halley inside, her friend struck.
Halley grabbed Lisa from behind, wrapping and arm around the blonde’s shoulders and neck. While her hand holding the chloroform napkin when over Lisa’s face. They began to struggle and Lisa was actually smiling under the napkin. She was confident of her ability to break free from Halley’s grip. Because of the fun she was having pretending to be ‘chloroformed’ she didn’t think about the smell on the napkin. At first she was surprised by how much the struggling was tiring her out. Lisa felt weaker as Halley dragged her back into the hallway. As she started to become more sluggish, Lisa realized something was on the cloth over her nose and mouth.
It took her a minute but she realized she was really being chloroformed! With big pleading eyes she looked towards her friend’s face. Halley just smiled, “What’s the matter Lisa, I thought you said you could break free?”
This triggered a brief renew in Lisa’s struggles but they quickly ended. Her body was sluggish; she was so tired and sleepy. Halley felt confident enough to adjust her grip bringing her arm down from Lisa’s neck to under her breasts. Her roommate’s breathing slowed and Halley could feel Lisa getting slack in her grip. For Lisa her head felt like it was wrapped in soft towels. Her eyes, which had been fluttering rapidly at first now slowly blinked and opened. Halley noticed they were staying closed for longer each time. Soon they would close and Lisa would be out cold. Feeling that Lisa was finished, Halley now showed her intentions, she leaned in and kissed the beauty that was her roommate on the neck. Lisa made a final sigh under the chloroform cloth. Her eyes shut and she was out.
Halley removed the napkin and enjoyed the sight of her roommate’s helpless form. She dragged the sleeping Lisa into her bedroom. Carefully she laid Lisa down onto the bed. When she was resting comfortably, Halley climbed into the bed and curled up next to Lisa. Halley had longed wanted to play with her roommate, to feel her soft skin, kiss her lips, and explore her body. She kissed Lisa as she slowly unbuttoned her friend’s blouse. Under the shirt Lisa had on a black bra. For the moment Halley left this on but she did remove her own shirt, revealing her white sports bra.
Next Halley went for Lisa’s shorts. Unbuttoning it she slowly pulled them down her friends’ nylon tights. She enjoyed the feel of them and how smooth and sexy they made Lisa’s legs look. Tossing the shorts away, Halley hoped off the bed, removed her leggings and stood in her panties. She climbed on top of Lisa of and felt her roommate’s’ breasts. As she enjoyed their feel Halley would lean down and kiss Lisa Eventually she changed direction and began feeling Lisa’s strong gymnast legs. Encased in the black tights, Halley loved the sound of the fabric as it rubbed together and how it felt on her skin. She was becoming more excited, feeling it between her thighs.
“Ohh….” Lisa moaned, but not out of pain, but pleasure.
Halley left Lisa’s legs behind and leaned down in front of Lisa’s face, “Hello….”
“What….what….” Lisa struggled to say, still coming out of her chloroform induced fog.
Halley kissed her, then parting her lips, “You lost the bet, you couldn’t get free.”
Lisa answered, “This…is….your reward?”
“No, it’s yours.”
Lisa managed to smile, “Pull me up, I’m still a little weak.”
Halley sat next to her roommate and pulled Lisa up into her lap. Their arms wrapped around one another and they began to passionately kiss. It wasn’t long before Lisa was lying back down again. The girls continued to kiss and their hands began to move all over their bodies. Lisa let out a small moan of pleasure as Halley intertwined their legs. They continued like this for quite a while, with each of them slowly removing the others remaining clothing.
Later, they were lying under the covers of Halley’s bed. Still embraced they looked at one another. Lisa said, “That was…amazing.”
“I’m so happy you think so Lisa.”
Lisa leaned up on an elbow, “Well I have a request.”
“Name it.” Halley responded.
Lisa pulled out her tights and looked towards the bottle of chloroform Halley had left out, “Your turn.”
Halley just grinned.
Written by: chlorofan05
Tuesday, November 29, 2011 by Elizabeth · 0
Sunday, September 25, 2011
The time had come. Alex was a successful Lawyer, his wife of 20 years Jane an award winning TV journalist. He was tall and handsome, with green eyes, slightly greying black hair, and a prominent but mischievous moustache. He was reasonably broad coming in at a height of around 5ft10". She was slightly taller, around 6ft, with a fantastic figure for her age (46), 4 years her husband’s junior. She had terrific mid length blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and wore glasses regularly which added to her intellectual and opinionated, career woman appearance.
Their busy schedules had resulted in them making the decision not to have children, and at times they had both questioned if this was correct. Now however they were about to get the ultimate reward for their sacrifice.
What was about to go down was not something that warranted young children or anybody else for that matter to be present in their spectacular suburban mansion at the same time.
Although their regular love making was very enjoyable, they both felt there was something missing. Alex had no doubts he knew what it was, and he had made the decision to come clean about it. He didn't want to be having regrets lying on his death bed. He had no idea how his vibrant wife would react, but there was only one way to find out.
So late one evening, after a nourishing meal, and a couple of glasses of vintage white wine, Alex asked Jane to convene to their spacious and decorated living room, he wanted to have a chat with her about something, “and don’t worry love” he joked” I’m not leaving you!”
“No problem darling, I’m all ears” she affectionately responded as they convened on the leather sofa and faced each other attentively.
He was still wearing his expensive, grey pin striped work suit. She had changed from her professional TV attire into a sexy tight pair of denim jeans which displayed her prominant curves, and a nice bright yellow loose blouse, which allowed her her substantial cleavage to flourish.
“This concerns our adult activities if you like”. “Go on” retorted Jane, getting a little exited at this stage.
“Well the thing is” continued Alex, “Although or love making is great, if I am to get complete satisfaction from our physical relationship, there is something else that I feel we are going to have to introduce into it.” “Like some sort of a fetish activity?” Jane queried. “Exactly” replied Alex, getting encouraged by his wife’s so far not too dismissive demeanour.
“So what is it?” Asked Jane.
Initially Alex had planned to give Jane a background to his chloro fetish, explaining that it had started as a child after seeing a famous scene in a well-known superherione TV show, but he had done enough tip toeing around the issue and it was time to just come out with it.
“I want to chloroform you” he blurted out, looking straight into her blue eyes and with a voice as serious in tone as it had ever been in his life.
“Chloroform? That’s the drug in the cloth used to knock people out, isn’t it?” replied Jane (she knew exactly what it was,but there was a serious game of cat and mouse going on here now!).
“Indeed it is”, said Alex. “Seeing women getting chloroformed is the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my life, but just watching is not enough, my interest in this is an obsessive one, therefore I am going to have to actually do it to a woman to completely fulfil my desires, and my first ever victim can only be the woman I am closest to.”
“You say you like watching women get chloroformed, so when and where do you watch?” queried Jane.
“Online, there are many fantasy sites. I have also recorded many scenes from mainstream TV shows over the years, and I have purchased a few chloro fantasy DVD’s. I have them stashed in a locked cash safe at the very back of the upper shelf of the wardrobe in the spare room. Obviously I have picked and chosen times when you are out(excuse the pun!) to view them on my office laptop, but these are very important occasions in my life” answered Alex.
“Ok the million dollar question” said a by now slightly aroused Jane, “Do you have some of it in the house?”
“Yes” responded a now extremely excited Alex, “I got a bottle off my friend Jeff who is a night nurse at the hospital. I told him I wanted it as a safety precaution in case a burglar ever breaks into our beautiful home so I could sedate them. A competely bullshit excuse, but I was hardly going to tell him the real reason was I?
It’s in the aforementioned cash box, along with a packet of J-cloths and all the other stuff. I also got some smelling salts off him to induce a wake up if necessary.”
It was time for Alex to hear his loving wife’s response to the biggest question he had ever asked her. Let’s face it, this was an even bigger request than a marriage proposal!”
Alex: “So what do you say?”
Jane: “I say yes, yes, yes!” I have actually always fantasised about being chloroformed myself! My God why did you wait so long to tell me! I love the idea of being rendered helpless, I’m always jealous of those actresses who get to play the drugged chloro victim in those shows! The mmpphing, the struggling to pull the cloth away, the eye rolling, the eventual limp slump I love it! It turns me on big time!
Alex: “Oh my God!!!”
Alex was close to tears he was so happy and excited. It was like all his Christmas’s had come at once. Initially he had planned to wait a few days to actually perform the deed, but his wife’s unexpected positive response had encouraged him to fast track the process.
Alex: “Well what about now, no time like the present as they say!”
Jane: “Absolutely, why wait, we’ve already waited over 20 years!” Go get the cloth and drug!
Alex didn’t need to be asked twice. He quicly locked all the doors, pulled all the curtains, and was back down on the sofa with the cloth and the bottle of chloroform in no time. While facing his equally excited wife he applied a substantial, but not over-elaborate amount of the sweet smelling liquid onto the blue J-cloth.
Jane: “Not too much now, just enough to put me under for a while, we don’t want you bloody killing me!”
Alex: “Of course not love, I have researched the quantities required. You have to absolutely drown the cloth in it to risk a fatality. The amount I have applied will only put you out for a maximum of one hour. Ok ready?”
Jane: “As I’ll ever be. A frontal chloro?
Alex: “That’s the easiest option for a first time”.
Jane: “Ok, go easy on me when I’m out now alright? Keep any carrying, dragging and manipulation gentle.”
Alex: “Of course I will, I love you, this is an extension of my physical expression of my love for you.”
They had a quick peck on the lips, told each other how much they loved each other, and action commenced!
With both of them sitting sideways on the sofa, Alex slowly and calmly applied the wet cloth to Jane’s luscious mouth and nostrils with his big but soft and moderately hairy right hand. He put his left hand gently and supportingly on the back of her head, playing with her fulsome and healthy blonde hair. She immediately began to mmph, partly because she felt she was supposed to, but also because it was an instinctive reaction.
She then put both her ring fingered long elegant, veiny hands on the back of his hand, in a half-hearted attempt to pull the cloth away from her face, knowing well that neither of them actually wanted that to happen at this stage.
Alex kept the pressure firm, as Jane’s mmpphs became louder and more desperate. They were both more turned on than they had ever been in their lives.
By now Jane was starting to get weaker and Alex sensed this. Her hand grips were getting lamer and on a couple of occasions her hands had fallen off his cloth bearing hand as the drug started to overcome her. “Mmmph, mmpph, mmph, mmph she wailed, as Alex felt himself getting more and more aroused.
Eye fluttering was starting to become a factor now too. Jane was desperately trying to keep them open, because she was so turned on too she wanted to stretch out her awareness of what was going on for as long as possible.
That, however, was not going to be for much longer.
By now both Jane’s hands had completely slipped off Alex’s, she had no more strength in this department. They both hung out limply over the edge of the seat cushions, just above the carpet. Alex had turned Jane so that she was situated in a standard seating position, with her head and back comfortably resting parallel with the back of the sofa and its headrest. She was very nearly done for.
But wait. Alex remembered the famous scene, the one that had brought him to this momentous day in his life. He had to both pay tribute to it, and emulate it.
So rather than immediately applying the final pressure to send her off to dreamland he decided to try to instigate one last piece of conversation between himself and his just about conscious wife.
He slowly pulled the cloth a few inches back from her mouth.
“How does it feel love?”
Jane could just about eke out a few slurred words. “I like the smell” she whispered. “I’m nearly there, I haven’t got much left in me.”
“Do you want me to apply to final touch?” he asked, his voice quivering with a combination of emotion and excitement.
“Yes” she whispered.
Alex slowly, but again firmly re-applied the drugged cloth to her mouth and nostrils. Jane let out one final, mmph, closely followed by a barely audible gentle groan type sound, her beautiful eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped back helplessly into the sofa. Her head tilted slightly to her left hand side and her eyes firmly shut closed. Her entire body had lost all its voluntary functions. She had succumbed. She was out.
Alex dragged his limp and helpless wife onto the floor and turned her on her back. He spread out her limp arms and legs a little, and removed her glasses. He shook both her hands a bit to check for any signs of conscious life, but there was no response. He checked for a pulse just to be safe and it was steady, just like her gentle breathing. The chloroform had done its job.
To be absolutely certain he quickly re-applied the cloth to her face one last time, but this was only precautionary, and done because it was a personally exciting part of the chloroform process for him. He knew he had achieved one of the biggest goals of his life, and he was brimming with pride and erotic energy as he stared down at his wife's stationary body sprawled out on the living room carpet. He had never felt as much love for Jane as he did in this moment, and he probably never would again.
Sunday, September 25, 2011 by Elizabeth · 0