The Gasping Couple by Christopher Meier (MF rom asphyxia bon

I remember very clearly how I met my husband Rick:

When I was first approached with the idea of going on a blind date, I was a tad bit apprehensive. My friend Robin said there was a doctor friend of hers that wanted to go out with me. Robin stated that Rick was handsome, and his being a doctor, more specifically an anesthesiologist, was all the incentive I needed to agree.

Our first date was on his day off and Rick struck me as a very gentle and caring man. We continued to see each other on a fairly regular basis. After several dates we began to have sex and it was truly magnificent. Rick could keep up his pace for a long time and I enjoyed it immensely.

I did eventually notice a pattern to our sex life. If Rick had been the anesthesiologist at a surgery that day, he was like a wild man in bed, not that I minded at all.

After several months of this, I asked him why that was. He blushed and apologized. He didn’t think I had noticed.

“It all goes back to my childhood,” Rick began. “Doesn’t it always?” he grinned at me.

“Well, when I was little I had surgery on my appendix. They put me under with gas and the smell just sent chills down my spine. As I grew up, I became fascinated with smothering, gas and the excitement they gave me.”

He looked at me for any sign: disgust, fear or something else. He saw a look of fascination and seemed to be surprised by it. To be honest, I was fascinated and maybe a little fearful but he had been so kind and gentle that I put my fear aside and was actually curious to hear more. He continued with his narration.

“I would watch movies with the possibility of seeing these scenes. I would purchase any movies that had scenes that I thought were ‘exciting.’ I would masturbate to them over and over. As I grew up, my pastime was relegated to the background, but I would occasionally think about it.

“When it came time to go to college, I was unsure of what to do when I thought of my childhood and the surgery I had. What could be better than getting paid to put people under. I put all my effort and time into medical school and specialized in the field of anesthetics. Now on a fairly regular basis, I can put people of all sizes under the gas and the thought of that act is what excites me when we make love.”

I turned away at this point and he came up behind me. “I’m sorry,” he said. “If you want to break it off, I’ll understand.”

“No, it’s not that. I am not afraid or scared, just curious. You are a kind man and I trust you completely. Would doing that to me give you a thrill as well?”

Rick grinned sheepishly, “Yes. Actually, it would and I hope with a little help from me that it will do the same for you.”

I blushed, “would you do that to me?”

His big hands came from behind me and covered my mouth and pinched my nose shut. His arms encircled me and kept me from moving. I struggled briefly and felt a sexual chill in my spine as I realized he had me completely in his power. Rick continued to hold my breathing passages shut as I squirmed in his grasp. I felt my chest tightening and starting see bright spots in front of my eyes. The room began to grow dark and I closed my eyes.

“Mindy! Mindy!” I opened my eyes to find myself in Rick’s bedroom. He was leaning over me, concern in his voice and face. When he saw my eyes open, relief crossed his features.

“Welcome back,” he said. “Did you enjoy that?”

“I’m not sure,” you reply. “It was weird. The thought that you had my life in your hands was a real turn on.”

“Good,” Rick replies. “That was just a start. Next time, why don’t we try to incorporate a little sex into it. That should get our juices flowing. Willing to give it another try?”

“Most definitely.”

“Okay. Well, I’m on call tonight and need to be down at the hospital.

I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Great, I’ll be waiting.”

You head over to your place for the night, thinking about the day’s events and what you learned about the man you might be in love with. Rick was handsome and rich. So he had a small idiosyncrasy, you could live with that. Heck, if it’s anything like the demonstration he gave you, you might start to enjoy it.

You pass a Blockbuster on the way home and decide to rent some movies that might contain the types of scenes your man seemed to thrive on.

You pick out a couple and head home. After settling in on your couch, you press play on the VCR and watch the first of the movies you rented.

It has a scene in which a woman is tied to a bed and has saran wrap wrapped around her head. She obviously isn’t a willing victim, but thinking about Rick doing that to you is starting to make your crotch wet. As the girl on the screen’s lips move futilely beneath the plastic, you put your hand down pants and start to frig yourself. While the girl starts to expire, you explode in an orgasm.

“Definitely, something to keep in mind,” you say to yourself breathlessly. You turn off the movie and head to bed. Thoughts of Rick smothering you accompany to sleep.

You awaken to the phone on your nightstand ringing incessantly. You pick it up and mumble a hello.

“Hi, sweet cheeks. Miss me?” It was Rick.

“And how. Where are you?”

“At home. Ready for some fun. I picked up some stuff on the way home. You should be pleased. How soon can you be over here?”

“I’m on my way, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Love you!”

“Love you, too.”

I packed up the tapes I had rented the night before and got in my car to head over to Rick’s place. I could hardly wait to get there and was very excited about the coming attractions.

I pulled into Rick’s driveway and walked up to the door and knocked. No answer. I knocked again. Still no answer. I turned the knob, it opened easily and I glanced in. The house was dark and I fumbled for the light switch. I found it and turned them on. Nothing. I was starting to worry that something may have happened to Rick. I cautiously stepped inside. I felt my way along the wall to the kitchen where I knew the breaker box was.

Suddenly, I felt an arm encircle my body from behind and a wet cloth pressed against my nose and mouth. I inhaled sharply from surprise and was rewarded with a sickly sweet odor. My hands jumped to the cloth covering my face and thought chloroform. I tried to hold my breath, but the hand was relentless and I soon had to inhale. My head began to buzz and I could feel myself weakening. The arm around my waist loosened and I felt something being tied around the cloth. As consciousness slipped away, I was scared: What was going to happen to me?

I’m not sure what happened while I was out, but my vision was blurry as consciousness returned. When my eyes cleared up, I realized I was on Rick’s bed and naked. I tried to roll over, but could not move. My hands were handcuffed to the headboard and my legs tied to the foot of the bed. I tried to speak but was readily aware of the gag in my mouth. I couldn’t speak.

My thoughts raced wildly, mostly concerned with what was going on. Then I heard footsteps in the hallway, headed to the bedroom. I turned my head to the door and watched in shock as Rick walked in, a sheepish grin on his face.

“Hello, sleepy head. Did you enjoy the reception?” Rick asked.

I mumbled something unintelligible through the ball covering my mouth.

“I thought so. I figured you would enjoy my greeting you like that. I even turned the power off to heighten the mood. I brought the chloroform from work just for this. Seeing how you responded to the smothering yesterday, this seemed like a good next step.

“I picked up the cuffs and gag on the way home. Hope you like them.”

My thoughts were racing as were my love juices. Even before I realized that Rick was behind it all, the episode left me feeling aroused. Thinking about being completely at Rick’s mercy, with the things he had in mind sent chills up my spine.

He climbed on the bed on top of me and began stroking his dick. It quickly grew hard and he pushed it inside me. Once it was fully inside he lay full down on top of me and began to nibble on my neck. Suddenly he pulled my head forward and wrapped what looked like a latex strap around my throat. He wound it once and began to pull it tight.

My breathing became ragged and Rick continued to pound away at my cunt. As my orgasm approached, I felt myself getting hotter and more excited. This orgasm would be the best I had ever had. Rick pulled the strap tighter and as the first wave of orgasm hit me, I blacked out.

When next I woke, I was untied and ungagged. Rick was sitting next to me, holding my hands in his lap.

“Hi beautiful. Did you enjoy that trip?”

“Oh yes!!! It was incredible. The way snuck up on me and then tied me down. It was wonderful. And that orgasm. I would have to say that was the best I have ever had.”

“Glad you liked it. I was kinda scared you might freak out. Are you up for some more?”

“Let me get some rest first. I may have been unconscious, but you sure didn’t let me get any rest.”

Chapter Two

Rick and I sat on the couch in his living room watching the news. I told him about the movie I had rented the night before.

“Really? They suffocate her with saran wrap?” Rick asked.

“Yeah. The lady at Blockbuster said the scene was good and I rented it. Anyway, she was right. Wanna’ see it?”

“Absolutely.”

I went over to get the video and popped it into the machine. The VCR gulped it up and proceeded to start the tape.

“I’ll fast forward to the part that is the most interesting if you don’t mind?” I said.

“Sure,” Rick grinned back.

I grabbed the remote and pressed fast forward. Everyone on the screen sped up and after a couple of minutes of fast forwarding we got to the scene in question. It opened up with the bad guys kidnapping a young girl. They chloroform her and take her to their lair.

They restrain her and wait for her to wake up. Once she is awake, they grin sadistically at her while she asks what they are planning on doing.

“Boy is she dumb,” Rick grins. “She is gonna get it.”

“Yes she is. And you and I are going to enjoy it,” I smile back.

The two bad guys pull a roll of shrink wrap like what you would use to insulate your windows. One holds her head as she struggles furiously and the other brings the shrink wrap into place. Her cries and screams are cut off as the shrink wrap is placed over her face.

The criminal starts to roll it around her head, making sure to cover every part of her head and shoulder. The victim struggles against the plastic that is cutting off her air. Her mouth is open and she is shaking her head from side to side in an attempt to dislodge the plastic. It is futile. After several minutes, her struggles ease and her head falls to one side.

“Oh my god!” Rick sputtered. “That was intense. God, I want you now.”

“I’m sure you do, you pervert. Truth to tell, I want you too. Did you have anything special in mind?”

“As a matter of fact, I’d like to try that scene. I think that would just set my blood to boiling, I mean more than what the scene in the movie did.”

“I don’t know. That’s kind of freaky. Tell you what. You can wrap my head, but don’t tie me up.”

“Works for me. Where would you like to do this at? The bedroom? It would make the next part, an afternoon of fucking and sucking, easier,” Rick asked.

“Sure. I’ll meet you there.”

I sauntered up to the bedroom and stripped to my birthday suit. I lay down on the bed and awaited my lovers imminent arrival.

Rick walked in several minutes later, a roll of saran wrap in his hand.

“Okay honey. Hop into this chair. That way I don’t have to hold your head up.”

Rick put a pocket knife on the nightstand next to the chair and pulled a length of the saran wrap from the box. I sat in the chair and straightened my back. Rick wrapped the first layer around the top of my head, not yet covering my mouth. He brought the roll around and kept wrapping the plastic around my head.

The second pass covered the lower part of my head, including my nose, mouth and chin. I held my breath as Rick continued to wrap my head, making sure to pull tightly as he did. My breath finally ran out and I tried to take a breath. The plastic pulled against my face and nothing happened. No air!

I shook my head. The plastic stuck. What was I going to do? I couldn’t breathe and I needed air. I began to panic and my hands flew to my face. I tried to pull the plastic away, but it was no use. It would not come loose. This was the end.

Rick picked up the pocket knife and put his arm around my neck to hold me still. He then took the knife and pushed the blade into my open mouth to open an airway. He twisted the knife to open the hole wider and put the knife down.

I inhaled deeply and the sweet air I took in was wonderful. I had never had a more satisfying breath. Rick pulled a pair of surgical scissors from his pocket and began to cut my head free of the saran wrap. After the last pieces of come loose, I put my arms around Rick and kiss him passionately. Our tongues mingle briefly and our lips part.

“Well beautiful, how was it?”

“Awful, but the release was exciting. I now know how that girl in the movie felt as they were wrapping her up. It was terrifying. The plastic pulled up against my nose and mouth. It stuck and then my lungs couldn’t get any air.”

Rick looked at me with that look of “take me” in his eyes. He put his arms around me and carried me to the bed. It was hard not to look adoringly at him. He really wanted me.

Rick began to undress as I whistled encouragement at him. He swayed like a male stripper. When he finally had his clothing off, he jumped into the bed next to me.

He climbed on top of me and make to buck against me. We made love for at least an hour and then lay on the bed. Rick just held me close.

“Mindy, would you marry me?” Rick asked.

I was stupefied. This was the last thing I had expected to hear from the man I had been dating for only a couple of months. I did love him, but was I ready to marry this man.

“I don’t know. I do love you, but I’m not sure that I want to get married.”

“All right. It might be a bit sudden. But I’ve never felt this way about a woman before. I mean I have had crushes before but this transcends even that. This isn’t just the things we do for foreplay. I love you. More than you could possibly know. I’ll let you think about it.”

“I’ve got to scram. I have work in the morning, and I’m sure you have to work as well,” I said. “And I will think about what you asked.”

“Can I call you tomorrow?” Rick asked.

“Of course,” I said.

Rick walked me to the door and gave me a hug and good bye kiss.

I went to my car and drove home, my head full of all kinds of things:

Should I marry Rick? Do I want to marry him? Will the sex be as good?

Will he do all those really exciting things still?

I wasn’t sure what to do and decided to call my friend Robin.

After I got home, I picked up the phone and dialed her number.

After several rings, the phone is picked up.

“Hello.”

“Hi Robin. It’s Mindy. How are you?” I asked.

“All right, and you?” She replied.

“Okay, but I have a problem. Rick has asked me to marry him. I can’t decide what to do.”

“Min, he’s a doctor. He’s rich. What’s to decide. Call him and say you will.”

“It’s not that simple, I do love him, but he’s got a secret. I’m also not sure I want to get married right now. Help!”

“Secret?!? What kind of secret? Is he a murderer? A rapist or a criminal?”

“No, no, no, no,” I interrupted. “He’s kinky. He’s into asphyxia, you know smothering, strangling. That sort of thing. My only problem is that it turns me on to. It kinda scares me.”

“Really? He seems so normal. Wait. Your normal too. How could you like it?”

“It’s simple.” I grin back at her and proceed to give the details of our exploits over the past several days, from the smothering, to the chloroform, and the shrink wrap. As I finished, I could see the look of shock on her face.

“Now don’t look at me like that. I’m still the same old Mindy you always knew. I just have a new hobby.”

“No, it’s not that. Just listening to you talk about it and the smile and enthusiasm you have is catching. You make it sound good. I’d almost be willing to give it a try,” Robin said. “But with you first. Rick is a nice guy, but just in case.”

“I think that can be arranged.”

Chapter Three

I still couldn’t decide whether I wanted to marry Rick or not. So many things to think about. I was strongly leaning toward marrying him. After all, he did love me and I loved him. (He was also rich and he made me so hot in bed.)

Rick and I went out several times in the next couple of days. And while we had sex, we did not do any of the things that were his favorite and were rapidly becoming my favorite. He also did not mention his marriage proposal, which was good because I had not yet decided what to do.

A week after his proposal, he and I went to dinner and a movie. During dinner, he asked me if I had decided what I wanted to do.

“As a matter of fact, I have,” you reply.

“And, your answer is?”

“Yes. I love you! More than anything. I want to be your wife.”

“Great.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small ring case. He opens it towards me and inside is the most gorgeous ring I have ever seen.

“Oh God Rick. It’s beautiful.”

He pulls it out of the box and slips it onto my finger. It fits perfectly and he takes my hand in his.

“I love you!” Rick says.

We finish dinner in relative silence, except for those knowing, loving glances. Afterwards, he takes my hand and we walk to his car. He opens the door for me and we drive to the theater.

The movie is one of the newest action flicks with Arnold. All in all, quite a night. We walk out of the theater and he asks if I want to spend the night at his place and play. As if he had to ask.

“Certainly,” I reply. “Let’s go.”

We drive to house, discussing the weather and the corruption in city hall here in town. When we pull into his garage, he tells me to wait in the car while he gets a few things ready.

“Sure, I’d wait forever for you.”

“I’ll call you when I’m ready,” Rick said.

“You’re not gonna do the chloroform thing again are you? You said you thought up some new stuff.”

“Oh believe me, I have,” Rick grinned at me. “But I thought you liked the chloroform trick?”

“Oh I did, but don’t you have something to get ready?”

“Yeah, I do. Listen for me to call. I love you.”

“I love you too,” I reply.

Rick disappears into the house and I am left to my thoughts. Have I done the right thing in agreeing to marry Rick?”

As I sit and contemplate my future, I realize that my future does lie with Rick and I smile. Now on to more important things to consider, what does Rick have planned in that fiendish head of his.

After 15 minutes of listening to the radio and waiting for Rick, I hear him call me into the house.

I have learned my lesson though and cautiously walk through the house to Rick’s room. A note on the door is addressed to me:

My love,

Please go downstairs to the basement. I’m waiting for you there.

Rick

I head to the kitchen and the door that leads to the basement. I walk down the steps. The lights are on and I see Rick in one section of the basement, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. All around him I see various things one would not ordinarily find in a basement:

Rubber hoods, a shrink wrap dispenser mounted on one wall, what looks like a transparent coffin and many other things that both excite me and perhaps even scare me a little.

“Woooohh! Lookin’ good,” I call to him.

“Thank you, but not as good as you’re gonna look when I’m through with you. Or feel for that matter.

“Why don’t you take off that restrictive clothing? You’ll be much more comfortable.”

I shed my clothing and walk up to Rick. We put our arms around each other and hold each other. Rick begins to nibble on my ear and I moan. I put my hands on his buttocks and squeeze. He grinds his crotch up against me and I respond in kind.

“I love you,” I whisper in his ear.

He grins at me. “Are you ready to play?”

“I’ve been waiting a week for this. Yes!” I reply.

“C’mon. I have a few surprises for you.”

Rick leads me over to what looks like an operating table. There several monitors like I have seen in TV shows. There is a canister of some sort of medical gas with appropriate instruments for administering them. Leather restraints are attached to the four corners of the bed.

Rick walks to a rolling metal table and puts on a surgical mask.

“I have had most of this stuff for a while now, basically just having it around to fantasize about. I thought maybe you would like to try some of it out.

“I wanted you to feel what I do when I work, so I figured this would be a good way to start.

“Hop up on the table and we’ll start.”

I clamber aboard the table and lie down on my back. Rick begins attaching a blood pressure cuff and the various items that will be necessary to monitor my vital signs during the “surgery.”

After the monitors are connected, he begins attaching the restraints to my arms and legs. Once they are connected, he pulls the straps taut, to make sure I was immobile.

“Do you always restrain your patients, honey?”

“Not usually, but I thought it might be necessary in this case. And maybe a little exciting for you.”

“Definitely!” I reply.

“Now, please. I must have quiet to do my work. He reaches up to the metal table and pulls what looks like a vibrator from the top of it.

“What’s that for?”

“I said quiet.” Rick puts the vibrator down and picks up something else from the table. He holds it up: a ballgag.

“Open up.” I keep my mouth shut and Rick looks at me impatiently. He reaches down with one hand and pinches my nose shut. My mouth stays shut, but Rick continues to hold my nose shut. After about twenty seconds, I open my mouth to gasp for air and Rick forces the ballgag in.

“Now maybe I can concentrate on the matter at hand.”

“Hmmmmmm. Hmmmmmm.” My response is muffled by the gag in my mouth.

Rick again picks up the vibrator and twists the base. I hear a faint buzzing coming from the vibrator. He lowers it to my pussy and slides it inside. It is set on a very slow speed and I feel the spark of passion begin.

Rick slides it in the rest of the way and stands by my head as I strain against the bonds that hold me and the vibrator doing its best to bring me to orgasm. He looks down at me, smiling.

“Now comes the best part.”

He wheels the gas cylinder over and pulls the mask from its hook on the wall next to the table. He attaches the pressure monitors, hoses and the mask to the cylinder. He turns the valve on and brings the mask to your face.

You smile at him, at least as best you can with this gag in.

Rick stands above you and brings the mask down over your nose and mouth. He pulls the strap over the top of your head and it seals itself against the contours of your face. You breathe deeply and realize he has nitrous oxide in the cylinder.

“I have it adjusted so that you will stay conscious for longer than normal, so that you can enjoy your orgasm,” Rick stated.

As you lay there enjoying the gas and the vibrator, a tiny buzzing grows in your ear. The vibrator continues to do its evil work and you feel the orgasm approaching rapidly.

The heart monitor beeps at an ever faster rate as the orgasm builds in my crotch. Rick reaches over to the nitrous oxide cylinder and turns another switch. I can smell the nitrous oxide mix getting stronger and the buzzing gets louder. The noises in the room are incredibly amplified.

My orgasm comes seconds later and the nitrous finally takes my consciousness.

I awaken to the basement room where I lost consciousness several minutes before. I am still locked in the leather restraints and the ballgag remains in my mouth. The mask and monitors have been removed from their points of attachment on my body. My crotch is conspicuously empty, as the vibrator has been removed.

I look around, but see no sign of Rick. I take the time to inspect the room more closely. The room has obviously been soundproofed. The east side of the room is dominated by a raised platform. Atop sits the transparent coffin. From this distance I can see pumps that are attached to the box.

On the wall to the left of me are numerous hooks, all holding items of suffocation and smothering. One item in particular catches my attention. It is a black rubber hood that covers the whole head. There is no opening for the eyes, but there is a triangular cutout for the nose and mouth. In that opening, an oxygen mask-like thing has been attached. It closely resembles the mask Rick used on me earlier that night. This one, however, was transparent.

I see a bottle of what I assume is chloroform on the table. “Oooh,” I think to myself. “He’s got it all.”

Rick walks in about 30 seconds later.

“Hi beautiful. Did you enjoy your trip? If your expression was any indication, you did.

“Would you like to try something else? You do, good!”

Rick walks over to the wall and pulls down the rubber hood I had just been admiring. He walks over to me and lays it on the bed next to me.

He climbs on top of the bed and me. He kneels between my legs and slowly enters my pussy. Once he is all the way in, he lays fully atop me and begins to kiss me through the gag. The feeling was very sexual. He moved his lips down to my neck and begins to nibble. The entire time he is slowly pumping away at me. I can feel the tiny fire beginning to heat up in me.

He bends his head down to lick my nipples. He swirled his tongue around my nipple, bathing my entire breast. He dips his head further, and grabs it with his teeth, biting it lightly.

His eyes look up at me adoringly and he returns to kissing my face and the gag sitting firmly in my mouth. The fire in my loin is growing hotter and I moan into the gag.

Rick reaches up and leans my head forward. He reaches around behind my back and undoes the strap for the gag. It comes out with a pop. He kisses me deeply and buries his tongue in me. His hand is behind my head and he kisses me fiercely. He uses his other hand and grabs the hood laying next to me. Still kissing me, he pulls it over my head.

Rick stops kissing me and pulls the hood completely over my face, down to my neck. The mask is seated firmly over my nose and mouth. I can’t see anything, only hear. I inhale and hear a whistle of air flowing in and out.

I shake my head in an attempt to dislodge the hood, but it is on to stay. Rick a strap I had not noticed before and pulls it tight. He feeds one end into the buckle on the side of my neck and fastens it. The mask is definitely not going anywhere now.

“I love you,” he whispers to me.

“I love you too,” I whisper back.

He begins to pump faster and faster. His groans reach me through the thick rubber of the hood. I feel his head next to mine, nuzzling up to where my ear is underneath the rubber.

My fire is almost to the boiling point and the whistling of rushing air is growing more ragged and gasping. I feel a touch on the mask and suddenly, I can’t inhale anymore. There must have been a valve I had not noticed before and Rick had closed it. Each breath I try to take pulls the mask tighter against my face.

Already short of oxygen, my lungs are crying out for air, burning with the ache of a lack of oxygen. My pussy doesn’t care though, it is deep in the throes of impending orgasm. I can’t breathe, but the fire of the orgasm racing through me is not fueled by oxygen, but the passion and lust I am feeling right now for Rick.

As the last waves of orgasm flow through me, I lose consciousness.

But as I do I hear Rick next to me.

“I love you. I love you.”

Chapter Four

I lay snuggled up to my fiancée, Mindy, whom I have just suffocated into unconsciousness. I crank open the valve on top of the mask so that she can breathe once more. Through the transparent mask she wears, I can see the smile on her face as she lays resting and recovering.

I kiss her through the black rubber hood and get off the examination table.

“What shall we do next? Oh I know.” I walk up the steps to the transparent “coffin” and open the top of it. Bending down to the pump, I make sure all the tubes are connected correctly and the seals are in order.

“Perfect, now to await her awakening.”

I saunter over to Mindy and undo her bonds. I decide to leave the mask in place. I really like the way she looks in it. VERY Sexy!

I notice Mindy’s head begin to roll back and forth and I walk back over to her.

“Hi beautiful. Did you have a nice nap? You had a smile on your face the entire time.”

I peel back the hood and remove the gag from her mouth.

Mindy jumps up and gives me a hug. She puts her arms around my waist and rests her head on my shoulder. The feeling is very comfortable. Two hot naked bodies pressed up against each other. I grab her chin and tilt her lips up so that I can kiss her.

Our tongues intertwine and hold the kiss for long moments. Being in love is such a wonderful thing.

“Are you ready for some more fun?” I ask after breaking the kiss. “I have lots more planned.”

“Of course,” Mindy replies.

“Well, then step this way,” I say.

I couldn’t wait to put Mindy in my little coffin. The thought of seeing her trapped in there, with no air. My dick started to get hard with the thought of seeing her suffocate again.

I lead her up to the box. She gingerly climbs the stairs and stands next to me.

“Come on, step inside and lay down.”

I hold her hand as she steps into the box. “Now lay down and make yourself comfy.”

There is pillow inside and she places her head on top of it.

“There is mask attached to the top of the box lid,” I instruct her. “If you place your face up to it and inhale, you’ll get a breath of oxygen. But it only works when you inhale. You’ll also have to prop yourself up on your elbows to get it. But we both know the consequences.

“Are you ready?”

She nods, lust in her eyes.

I close the lid and lock it down.

Mindy looks around her plastic prison and presses against the walls. I watch as she presses her nose and mouth up to the mask in the box’s ceiling and inhales.

She lays back down and grins at me.

I can’t believe it. She’s enjoying herself and she loves me for who I am. I must be the luckiest man alive.

Of course, I can’t wait for her to feel the surprise. Little does she know that I have put a little nitrous into the oxygen masks airflow. Not enough to be noticed, but enough to eventually prevent her from getting up to take a breath.

I pull up a chair to continue watching her efforts in the box.

Mindy smiles out at me. Every so often she’ll prop herself up and take a deep breath from the mask. Perfect just the way I wanted it.

After about ten minutes, I notice her movements begin to slow. She is now almost exclusively inhaling from the mask, as the carbon dioxide builds up in there with her. But that is of course the trap, now she’ll inhale the nitrous oxide from the mask and not be able to prop herself up.

After five minutes of sucking on the mask for air, the nitrous oxide takes hold and she falls back, her head landing on the pillow. Her breathing is becoming more and more rapid, but the carbon dioxide level is too high and there is no more oxygen. She finally succumbs to it and her eyes close, her breathing still rapid.

I walk over to the pump system and press the release lever. The pumps kick into full power and start to suck the carbon dioxide out of the box and feed a high concentration of oxygen into it. I watch as Mindy’s breathing slows and the color returns to normal.

Once her tremors have stopped, I open the lid and give my hand to Mindy. She grasps it and struggles to her feet, still weak from the trip she just made.

She looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes. “You tricked me. There was nitrous oxide in that mask,” she accuses me breathlessly. I kept taking breaths from it and it weakened me to the point that I couldn’t move to prevent being suffocated.”

“Yes, I did trick you. I figured you’d like the surprise.”

She walks up to me and grabs my hand.

“Oh I did!” She exclaims, putting my hand to her pussy. It is soaked.

“Then what are you accusing me of?”

“Making me so horny that I can’t see straight.” She brings her right hand to my head and pulls it down to her lips. She opens her mouth and begins to kiss me passionately. Our tongues play a little war and she begins to pull me backward.

Mindy lays down on her back and pulls me on top of her. I have never felt so turned on as I do right now. She spreads her legs and puts her hands on my ass. Pushing with them, she manages to get my erection buried into her pussy. It is wet and warm. I’m in heaven.

We make love for close to half an hour. She has at least 4 orgasms, to my two.

“Rick, will you smother me?” Mindy asks. “I want to feel your hands on me. No plastic or rubber or anything. Just your hands.”

I look at her in shock. I knew she liked it, but I never thought she would ask for it.

“Sure,” I reply. “I have just the thing for you.”

I begin to kiss her again, my tongue exploring the deep crevices of her mouth. I gaze into her eyes. She is looking up at me, love in her eyes and lusty heat in her crotch.

I reach up with my right hand and pinch her nose shut, keeping my mouth covering hers. Her eyes open wide in surprise, not quite expecting this. Her pelvis thrusts against me and I push myself into her, driving deep.

As the seconds wear on, Mindy tries to struggle, to break loose and get a breath of air. But I am relentless and prevent it. Her struggles continue, but the heat in her crotch is also growing. She is getting hornier by the minute and wanting me more than ever.

As the smothering continues, her struggles begin to ease. The lack of oxygen catching up to her. Her eyes close.

I keep pinching her nose and continue the kiss for several more seconds than let go. Her mouth reaches up and sucks in a lungful of air. I remove my dick from inside her and lay next to her to watch her recover from the smothering, amazed at how much she liked it.

Her eyes open and she turns her head to find me. When she does, her eyes twinkle.

“Thank you. That was wonderful. And I really liked the box, we’ll have to do it again sometime.”

I gazed in wonder at this gorgeous woman who had agreed to marry me. I had to be the luckiest man alive.

Chapter Five

Rick lay next to me, sleeping, after about an hour of total animal lust. He had just spent the two hours previous to that demonstrating some of the equipment in the room. Very exciting!

The coffin thingie was the best. I couldn’t believe he tricked me into suffocating myself, but the feeling of helplessness that I felt. Unbelievable. And the fact that I did it to myself. I really was going to have to get him back.

I look over at him and watch him sleep peacefully and then it hits me.

I glance over at the bottle of chloroform I saw on the table earlier. Getting up from the bed slowly, so as not to awaken Rick, I walk over to table and pick up the bottle. There was a large cotton pad next to it and I pick that up as well.

I open the bottle and hold it under my nose and took a tiny sniff. The sweetish smell of chloroform assails my nostrils. The smell reminds me of the one and only time Rick had used it on me. When he crept up behind me while coming over to his place. It was very thrilling. I hope my try at the same act would be just as successful.

I pour a generous amount of the drug into the pad and reseal the bottle. Walking back over to Rick, I couldn’t resist holding the pad up to my own face. The smell creeps up my nose and cotton forms in my brain. I quickly pulls it away and hold it over Rick’s nose and mouth, but not quite touching them. His nose crinkles slightly, but he doesn’t wake up and slowly inhales the chemical vapors.

“Breathe deep honey,” I whisper to my fiancée. “Just relax.”

I hold it there waiting until I was sure Rick was out. When I see his facial muscles relax, I knew I had him. I remove the pad.

I wheel over the cart of leather cuffs and begin securing him to the eyebolts in the floor. It takes me some time, but I eventually have him tied down. He looks so peaceful, but something was missing. Ah ha! I pull the ball gag from its place on the cart and pry open Rick’s mouth. I insert the ball and buckle the straps behind his head. Once he is silenced, I begin to explore the room.

On one wall were various items of bondage: ropes, chains, blindfolds.

On another cart I find a roll of shrink wrap. I wonder what sort of plans he had for that! I find more latex hoods hanging from hooks on the wall. They came in all shapes, with and without eye-holes, with mouth openings, without. There are several that I have no idea what they do. I’m sure Rick will introduce them to me at some point.

Looking further around the room I come across another door.

“What have we here?” I ask no one in particular. I go to the door and open it up. There inside the room is a video camera and VCR. It is pointed out of a small hole in the wall and from the looks of the monitor, it is focused on the room. Capturing everything that happens within.

I press stop on the VCR and rewind the tape to the beginning. Hitting play, I settle into a chair to watch the proceedings. The tape rewinds fully and I hit play. After the lines of static resolve, I see an empty room. The numbers indicating the time scroll forward and I see myself walking into the room. Rick walks into view from the side of the frame.

“He taped it! This should be a wonderful movie.”

I watch the tape from beginning to end. The fire building up in me. I begin to masturbate, rubbing my clit and sticking my fingers in my pussy. I rub my clit in circles, occasionally grabbing it between my thumb and forefinger and squeezing. I stick two fingers into my pussy and began to pump them in and out. Animal lust is filling my mind and the fire of an orgasm is filling my body.

My body shudders as the wave of the first orgasm hit me. Incredible.

I get up from where I had slumped in the chair and walk to the door to check on Rick.

His eyes are open and he is glancing wildly about. I could imagine the confusion that he must be feeling.

“Turnabout is fair play my dear,” I say to him.

He turns his toward me and his eyes grow wide.

“Don’t worry honey, I promise this won’t hurt a bit. You just might find it hard to breathe. His lips curl around the gag in a smile and I return it.

I step to his side and check to make sure the shackles are still taut.

“You taped me!” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. “Thank you, the movies you make at home are always more personal. I believe we will get many hours of enjoyment from it.

“Are you ready for my turn?” Rick nods.

I wheel over the nitrous oxide cylinder and remove the mask Rick had attached to it earlier and attach another smaller one. The kind a dentist would use when he has to work on a patient’s mouth. One that will cover just the nose, perfect for my idea.

I put the mask over Rick’s nose and pull the elastic strap over the back of his head to hold it in place. I turn the cylinder on and check the monitors to make sure the gas mix is not too strong. I want to make sure he is conscious for the act to follow. I attach a second mask like the first to the y-divider on the cylinder. I check to make sure the hose is long enough for what I have in mind and lay it next to Rick’s legs on the floor.

The gas flow has started and I see the gleam in Rick’s eye. I mount his chest and pull the gag from his mouth.

“Yes!” He exclaims.

“Shhh. Not a word,” I admonish him.

I turn around and place my pussy right over his mouth. Looking between my legs, I see his head strain upward to reach it. I bend my head forward to engulf his semi- erect cock. My lips circle it and my tongue begins to lick the head as I lower my pussy to Rick’s eager lips.

I lower my cunt fully onto his tongue and feel him slide it between my nether lips.

I continue to lick his cock, feeling the heat inside it. It grows inside my mouth and I grab his balls with my right hand and begin to massage them, gently holding them in my hand. I pick up the mask from where I had lain it next to me and pull it over my nose. The strap goes over my head and the mask is held in place. I open the valve located on the mask and the gas begins to flow into my lungs. I suck on Rick’s cock harder and feel his tongue working harder as well.

The climax is fast approaching and I stick Rick’s cock completely into my throat. I feel it pulsing there as I hold my breath. I pull back and take a deep breath, feeling the laughing gas take hold of my mind. The buzz has begun and press my crotch more firmly to Rick’s face, rubbing my crotch against the mask covering his face. I feel my juices flowing and can sense Rick’s excitement as he slurps it up.

I continue to heat Rick’s cock with my tongue and mouth. I can feel the shaking that indicates his impending cum and fasten my mouth to his dick and hold on tight.

The first cum hits the back of my throat and I swallow. The tension in his balls is increasing as they strain to complete the act of love. I turn the valve on my mask slightly to increase the nitrous oxide flow, as I continue to swallow the ropes of cum that are shooting out of Rick’s dick. I dismount, but keep the mask on, the buzz is too enticing. I turn to face him.

He is drenched in my cum. The mask, his mouth, his entire face is shiny from the cum bath I just gave him. There is a smile on his lips and the gas has caused his eyes to dilate slightly. I bend down to his face and tilt slightly so that we can kiss without butting masks. I lick his face and mouth.

I run my tongue along the mask, tasting my cum and the rubber underneath it. I move to his mouth and his head raises slowly to meet mine. We kiss and our tongues intertwine gently. He buries his tongue in my mouth and we swap the cum I had so recently licked off of his face.

I twist the valve on Rick’s cylinder and increase the flow of laughing gas into his mask. His eyes open wide in pleasure and I can taste the nitrous on his breath as he exhales. It is intoxicating, knowing the act of kissing him could knock me out cold.

I watch his eyes as they fill with lust and passion and then suddenly they close, having been cut off by the anesthesia he had been inhaling. I remove the mask from his head and continue to enjoy the gas myself.

I snuggle up to Rick and remove the mask, not wanting to take any chances. He is sleeping peacefully and I can hear the regular pace of his breathing. I lay my head on his chest and just lay there, enjoying the feel heat of his body next to mine.

I cuddle with my shackled lover, pondering my next move, when my eye is caught by the masks hanging on the wall. I get up and walk over to them, touching each in turn, feeling the latex and rubber between my fingers.

I slip one of the ones with a mouth and eye-holes over my head and settle it into place. It feels like a second skin and I look at myself in the mirror. The face looking back at me is very arousing. A nude body, wearing nothing but a black rubber mask.

I pick up another one with a strange bulge in the mouth region. I open it and look inside. There is a rubber ball attached to the inside and on the outside is a small transparent circle. I can see the hole that leads to the nose to breath and the holes on the outside of the circle that would let someone breathe.

There are threads on the cylinder and I turn the top. It comes off in my hand and I look into the cylinder. It is hollow, about an inch and half deep. I take the mask with me and walk over to the chloroform pad and pick it up.

I examine the pad and notice that it is just the right size for the cylinder attached to the mask.

“I get it, it’s to administer the chloroform. And not a word of protest.

“Oh Rick, I have a surprise for you.”

Walking back to Rick, I pick up some ammonia inhalants and open the package. I wave them under Rick’s nose and he awakes with a start, moving his nose away from the smell attacking his nose.

He looks up at me, staring in wonder at the mask I’m wearing.

“Find something you like?” He asks me.

“Yes I did. What do you think?”

“Very nice.”

He tries to pull his arms loose, straining against his bonds.

“Sorry, honey. But I’m not done yet.” I hold the mask aloft and show it him. “Look what I found.”

“And what are you planning on doing with that?” He asks with a grin.

“Probably the same thing you had planned for me.” I open the hood and pull it over the top of his head. I plant a kiss on his lips and pull it further over his head. The last thing I see is the smile on his face.

“Open wide,” I say as I put the gag in his mouth. It is seated firmly and the mask is now covering his whole head, with no skin visible at all. He looks very sexy.

I take the pad and open the bottle of chloroform. I pour the clear liquid into the pad and reclose the bottle. I put the bottle down and bring the pad over to Rick. I drop the pad into the cylinder and close the lid. Rick’s head attempts to recoil from the smell, but it is no use. The lid is on and the mask isn’t going anywhere.

He tries to turn his head from side to side trying to dislodge it, but it is no use. I mount him and let his rock-hard cock slide inside of me. I bend forward and put my nose next to his mask, inhaling the chloroform that is even now working to put Rick under.

I bend over and take his right nipple in my mouth, grabbing it with my teeth. I bite gently and his chest surges forward. I suck greedily on his nipple. I switch to his left and do the same, but his chest does not move as quickly forward as last time. The anesthetic is taking hold and I can feel the fire in me as ride him to orgasm.

He is helpless in my gaseous grip. The thought of the power I have over him is overwhelming and I slump forward as the throes of an orgasm hit me. I reach up and unscrew the lid on Rick’s mask, removing the chloroform, so that he can breathe normally and recover. I hear tiny moans from under the hood and gag.

“I need to tell Rick that I want him to do that to me. It looks like fun.” I grin to myself.

I undo the bonds on Rick’s limbs and his arms wrap around me.

“I love you,” I say aloud.

END

Christopher Meier (cmeier@swbell.net)

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