Message-ID: <1164eli$9706031409@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: cmeier@swbell.net (Christopher Meier) Subject: The Birthday Present: (m/f smoth,suff, gas, lt bnd) It took me months of scouring medical supply stores and other places that might carry the items I was looking for. I finally found them, but the clerk said something about prescriptions and authorized personnel only. Fortunately, having money to burn, a "bribe" was acceptable. We parted company: I with nitrous tanks, masks, hoses and chloroform. Him with about a grand of my money. It was worth it though. Andrea and I had gotten to be real good friends and her deep seated desire was to be gassed into unconsciousness. Seeing how this was something I enjoyed as well, we worked out an arrangement. I was going to surprise her for her birthday. And believe me, I’m sure it would her favorite one ever. I took my new toys home and called my travel agent. I need a ticket to JFK. First class for April 29. I also need hotel reservations for three nights and a return ticket on May 1st. Make sure I have a rental car, a minivan would be best. I charge the tickets to my credit card and hang up. The equipment will need to be "inspected" for defects and I rig up the nitrous tanks and take a deep whiff of the gas seeping from the mask. Perfect. I open the bottle of chloroform and take a whiff of it as well. The sweetish smell sails up my nose, giving me an instant buzz. The intervening month drags by. I can’t wait to surprise Andrea. Our email messages continue as normal, discussing our stories, fantasies, etc. When the 29th, arrives I board my plane and take my seat, waiting for takeoff. The other gear was sent ahead by overland courier, to await my arrival in NYC. The stewardess goes through the preflight checklist and I pay special attention to the oxygen mask demonstration, as always. The flight is uneventful, darn, no oxygen masks. We land at JFK and I head to my hotel room, a suite. The gear arrived earlier today and is awaiting me in the room. I sort it out and bring it to the minivan for my trip to Andrea’s place. I sleep fitfully that night, the excitement is too much. It’s ironic. My hobby is anesthesia and forced sleep, but right now, it’s the one thing I can’t do. Oh, well. The next morning I call to the front desk and have the van brought up front. I get dressed and head for the door. I have quite a day planned and Andrea will be so surprised. I head to her place knowing she should be just about ready to head to work. I get to her street and park several houses down from hers. Her husband is just leaving and get out with a small bag of "equipment." I stand in the shadows by the front door and wait for her to exit. Reaching into the bag, I pull out a small respirator with a canister of nitrous oxide. I check the canister to make sure it is seated properly and then turn it on. I take a whiff of the escaping gas to make sure it is strong enough for the job at hand. Andrea steps out the door and turns around to lock the door. I step behind her before she has a chance to complete the task and press the mask down over her nose and mouth. She gives a small start of surprise and a quick intake of breath. The nitrous oxide does its work and Andrea begins to sag in my arms. I quickly open the door back up and take her inside. I pull the strap of the mask over head to hold it in place and go outside to bring in my bag. Andrea is on the floor and her hands have gone to her face to remove the mask, but the nitrous flow is too strong and she goes under before removing it. I pull a pair of handcuffs out of my bag and put them on her wrists. Taking the mask off of Andrea, I stand her up and take her upstairs to the bedroom. Laying her down on the bed, I undo the handcuffs and refasten them by passing the chain through the headboard. I reach into the bag and pull out some fur-lined leather restraints and attach them to her ankles and then to the bottom corners of the bed. My lovely Andrea is now restrained except for one minor detail. I pull an inflatable gag out of the bag and insert the bladder into her mouth. I pull the Velcro straps around her hand and tighten them. Then, I inflate the gag. I head back to my car and retrieve the rest of the things I am planning on using. I lock the front door behind me, and return to the bedroom. I unpack my toys while I wait for Andrea to wake up. I organize the various items in categories, for easy access. "Uhhh. Uhhh." Andrea moans from the bed. I walk to her and lean over her to gaze into her eyes as she awakens. Her eyes flutter open and focus on my face. I see the corners of her mouth stretch into a smile behind the gag. I smile back. "Hey good-lookin’. Happy Birthday!" I say down to my victim. I point toward a small cylinder of nitrous oxide and the various bondage and medical apparatus scattered around the room. Her eyes open wide with delight. "I’m going to use all of these things on you today. You are mine to do with as I please. But don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. "Still groggy?" I ask. She nods her head slightly. "Perfect." I walk up to the bed and remove the gag. I bend over her and give her a deep kiss. Our tongues swirl around each other and I cover her mouth with mine. My right hand comes up from my side and pinches her nose shut. I hear a squeal from Andrea, but I keep up the pressure. Her struggles become more fierce, but still I hold on. I look out of the corner of my eyes to see the look of lust in Andrea’s eyes. After about a minute I let go of her nose but continue with the kiss and she returns it with a passion. Once she has recovered her breath, I again pinch her nose shut. This time no squeal, just a fierceness in the kiss. Again after a minute I let go and also break the kiss. "Oh, thank you. That was outstanding." There is lust in her eyes. I put my finger up to my lips. "Shhh." I bend down to the assortment of items on the floor and pull up a ring gag. Walking back over to her I ask her to open up. Andrea complies and I insert the gag into place. I pull the straps behind her head and tie them together. I lay her head back down and walk over to the nitrous oxide cylinder. I wheel it back over to Andrea and grab a dentist’s anesthesia mask along the way. I attach it to the cylinder with a hose and bring the whole thing over to her. I bring the mask up to Andrea’s nose and pull the strap over her head. It rests comfortably there, waiting to put my lovely Andrea under. I undress and Andrea gives a squeal of what I assume is delight. I clamber onto the bed and sit on my knees, straddling Andrea’s shoulders. "Open up. Oh, I guess you are already open." I put my penis into the hole made by the ring gag. Andrea’s tongue begins to circle my penis and lick the head of it. I reach forward and turn on the gas. Andrea redoubles her efforts, her eyes are smiling. We continue like this for several minutes, and as I approach orgasm I turn up the gas to send Andrea spiraling down into unconsciousness. I pull out before ejaculating, not wanting to choke Andrea or lose the mood yet. Andrea’s eyes close and with a smile, she lapses into unconsciousness. I remove the mask and turn off the nitrous oxide. Pulling the ring gag from her mouth, her lips pull into the shape of the smile she was forming before she went under. Looking down at her, she was gorgeous. I couldn’t think of anything I would rather be doing than sitting here helping her, and myself, with our fantasies. Slowly she comes out of the effects of the gas and I kiss her again. She returns it fiercely. "What’s next?" She asks. "You’ll see." "Wait. As much as I’m enjoying this, I have to be at work." "It’s all taken care of. I called and told them you were sick. They said to get better and that they would see you tomorrow," I replied. Rummaging around in my stuff, I come across the items necessary for a frame. Using it, I can work all around Andrea’s body, and not have to keep rolling her around on the bed. Perfect for what I had in mind next. I grin over at Andrea and she looks at the things I’m holding questioningly. I turn my back to her and proceed to assemble the frame for its intended use. As I build the frame, I keep looking behind me to watch her reaction. Her eyes grow bright as the nitrous wore off and she realized what I had in mind. Once the frame is built, I go to retrieve my lover. After unlocking her from the bed, I walk her to the frame and place in between the posts. I reach up and attach the wrist cuffs to her and pull her arms up. She is now restrained with her arms above her head. I pull her legs apart and attach them to the bottom of the frame. Andrea is standing upright, looking a lot like an X. I retrieve a roll of shrink wrap from the stuff I brought and show it to her. There is a quick intake of breath and lust fills her eyes. "For me?" She asks. "But of course," I reply. I begin wrapping the plastic around her body starting with her legs. I move on to her torso, leaving her crotch undone. I move up to her chest and use the wrap to compress her boobs into her body. The heat must be building to a fever intensity inside the shrink wrap sauna. The wrap now covers her all the way to her neck, leaving her breasts and pert nipples uncovered. I stop at this point and grin evilly at her. I walk around behind her and pick up the oxygen mask and come up behind her. I place my left arm around her and begin to nibble on her neck. I turn her head so she is facing me and I begin to kiss her passionately. My tongue penetrates her lips and sworls around her mouth. She returns it expertly. "I want you. I NEED you." She whispers to me. "Oh, you’ll get me all right." I place the oxygen mask over nose and mouth and pull the strap over her head. I turn on the oxygen flow so that my lover can breathe and pick up the roll of shrink wrap again. "Now I am going to wrap your head. Your life will be in my hands." I begin to wrap the plastic around her head and make sure the plastic is snug against her face. I walk around to the front of her and look her in the eyes. Her eyes are bright and filled with passion. I cover her entire head. She looks at me and grins underneath the clear plastic and I rub her head smooth head. The only things that mars the look, are the tubes that come from underneath the plastic attached to the oxygen mask that is giving her the only oxygen she is receiving. I run my hand over her body and caress each little part in detail. I cup her breasts and squeeze them gently. Andrea thrusts her chest against my hands, trying to keep the touch from ending. I let go and walk behind her. I press my body up against her, from head to toe. I can feel the plastic heating up from containing her warmth. She is slowly heating up with sexual tension again, and I want to make sure it lasts and that she enjoys it. I grab her from behind and press my crotch into her butt, rubbing gently against her. The plastic is sticking to me and I again fondle her breasts and pinch her nipples. She thrusts her chests against my hands. I nibble on her neck through the plastic and she responds by moaning. I return to the front of my lovely captive and kneel in front of her. I place the valve controls for the oxygen mask next to me, where I can grab it when necessary. I lean my head into her pussy and begin to lap at the fruit of her womb. I continue to lick and suck away, but grab the valve control with my other hand. I turn the dial slightly and the nitrous begins to flow into the mask. I feel Andrea twitch slightly, she noticed the gas, good. Just the way she likes it, helpless and gassed. I put both my fingers into her snatch and open up her pussy. I stare into it and bury my face into what I find. I stick my tongue into its depths and sworl it around. Andrea squirms in her bonds and I am happy to oblige her by continuing what I am doing. I bring her to a mind-blowing orgasm twice, slowly cranking up the nitrous oxide during the whole procedure. She barely notices through the orgasms racing through her. When the second one has passed through her, I stand up and bring my rock hard erection on line with her pussy. I slowly insert it into Andrea’s crotch and begin to pump the hot wetness I find. She thrusts against me, her eyes almost glazed over from the nitrous. I can feel her pussy grabbing me, trying to keep me from leaving its depths, but I continue to pump away. Andrea is reaching a climax, and I can feel the tremors and shaking of the orgasm about to hit. The waves wash over her and I grab the valve control and shut off all air. The oxygen mask presses against Andrea’s face as she tries in vain to get air into her lungs. Her head jerks back and forth, the mask not letting in the air she needs to breathe. She begins to twitch again, both from the orgasm coursing through her, but also the lack of oxygen that is building inside her. After about 20 seconds, her eyes close and her head drops to one side. I turn the oxygen back on, letting her get the air she needs. I begin to peel the plastic away from her, her skin sweaty underneath the plastic that has covered her for almost half and hour now. I leave the plastic that covers her head though. Once all the rest of it has been removed, I release her arms and legs. She collapses against my shoulder and I carry her to the bed. I place her there and begin to kiss her through the plastic. She squirms against me and puts her arms around me. I hold her tight and begin to remove the shrink wrap from around her head. I keep the oxygen mask on her for a little longer though, to make sure she has fully recovered. We cuddle for a long time and I finally remove the oxygen mask from her face. I bring my lips to hers and press against them slowly. My lips part and my tongue finds its way into her mouth. It carefully explores her mouth and fights with her tongue. We kiss for several moments and then break the kiss. She leans her head on my shoulder and just relax on the pillow. I must have dozed off. When I woke up to see Andrea standing over me, the bottle of chloroform in one hand and a cotton pad in the other. I try to get up, but she lays across my chest and places the cotton pad over my nose and mouth. I don’t smell anything and soon figure out why. She tips the bottle over and begins to pour the clear liquid onto the pad. The pungent aroma of chloroform assails my nostrils. I inhale deeply and start to sink into slumber thinking that the only thing I like more than gassing Andrea, is to be gassed by her. I just wonder what she has planned. I hope I don’t have long to. . . The End -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /