"Chloroformed" - A series of short M/M stories

[CaptiveDan]

Surprise Hogtie
The video game on our living room TV had my complete attention. It was another close round, my team had come from behind after a particularly weak start. Maybe, just maybe, we could finally win.

I was so focused on the screen that I didn't hear him sneak up behind me.

In the last 10 seconds of the match, I made a risky play, and immediately died. Shit. I wouldn't respawn before the round was over. It was up to my teammates. I stared at the screen, watching the camera jump between the other players.

Without warning, there was a wet rag over my face.



When I came too, I had been stripped down to my boxers and hogtied on the couch.


My wrists were tied together in a tight double column. Another loop of ropes pulled my upper arms towards each other behind my back. My bound wrists and arms were tied to a rope above them that tethered my bound ankles to the back of a head harness - a head harness that forced a rubber ball into my mouth. The ropes pulling my arms were tight and uncomfortable. The rope that tied my ankles to my head forced me into a painful bend.

Sitting on the couch beside me, was my captor. He held a controller in his hand, playing video games as I squirmed around. I first tried to wiggle my hands free, only to find the ropes too tight. Desperate, I thrashed around and tried to brute force my way out of my bonds, but the tight hogtie made this painful and futile.

Giving up on breaking free, I instead tried to plead with my captor. But my pitiful cries were muffled by the gag, and a painful pull of my hair, followed by a painful slap on my ass, showed that my captor hand no plan to free me yet.

I laid there while my kidnapper played a full round of the video game. My arms, core, and neck were already sore. He started another match. I was going to be here a while.

I managed to roll onto my side. It took some of the pressure off my chest and made it easier to breathe - though the the pressure on my arms remained. It was only a slightly more comfortable position for now, and I dreaded how long I might have to stay in it.

My captor won his next match. As the next game was queuing up, he slid his hand under my boxers briefs. He play with my dick, gently stroking it while he waited for his next match to load. I moaned into the gag, as he brought me close, only for him to pull away as his game started up.

I watched intently during the next match, eager for him to finish and jack me off again.

But this time he lost, and rather than play with me, he decided to hurt me. With one hand he grabbed my hair, pulling it painfully and forcing my back to arch even more. With his other hand he slapped my ass. Over and over. Getting harder each time. I yelled into the gag, begging him to stop. He ignored me and kept hitting, only letting up when the next match began.

That was how I spent the better part of my evening. My kidnapper would play a match, if he won he'd tease me, edge me, and gently caress my body. If he lost, he'd slap my ass, pull my hair, twist my nipples, and tickle me until I was on the verge of tears. I became incredibly invested in his game, because it was tied to my fate.

Weirdly though, the moments he lost weren't the worst part. It was the time he was playing, the time I was forced to wait there, forced into an uncomfortable and vulnerable position, waiting to see whether the minute of interaction I'd get would be heavenly or hellish.



Our Arrangement
Tim and I have an arrangement. A fun consensual agreement that is the reason I ended up hogtied on the couch that day.

Whenever I am wearing a red bracelet, Tim can “chloroform me”.

Now, as hot as it would be to be actually knocked out, there is no safe way to do that. So instead we have to do a little roleplay.

If at any point, Tim puts a wet cloth in front of my face, I immediately close my eyes and go limp. Tim has free reign to move me, strip me, and restrain me how he pleases. If he leads me somewhere or asks me do get into a certain position I obey. I do not speak during this “knocked out” time, and he makes sure to save any torture or sex for after I've been “woken up”. Once I'm tied up to his pleasing, Tim snaps his fingers and I pretend to wake up. From there, the acting ends and I go back to responding naturally to whatever he does to me.

This has been great for a number of reasons.

Getting someone restrained is difficult and sometimes takes a few minutes. The last thing we want to do is kill the momentum/tone of a scene to get me trussed up.
Things happen organically and spontaneously. It's up to him when I get “chloroformed” which keeps me on my toes. Technically he can only chloroform me when I'm wearing a red bracelet, but at this point I pretty much wear it every day, so the only real decider of when I get tied is Tim.
Routine is powerful, and I've begun to associate the wet rag with a state of mindless submission. I've been surprised to find just how much hearing him snap his fingers does seem to snap me into the reality that I'm his helpless, even if a few minutes earlier I let him tie me down.

This kidnapping system we've created has led to a number of fun scenes...

[Red86]

Agreed the idea of really knocking someone out isn't a good idea but this sounds like a nice arrangement and fun RP for scenes!

[blackbound]

The idea of some complete stranger coming to your house and (hopefully) improving your gamerscore while making you suffer/enjoy on the side is extremely hot.

How badly am I dating myself with gamerscore?

[CaptiveDan]

Agreed the idea of really knocking someone out isn't a good idea but this sounds like a nice arrangement and fun RP for scenes!

Yes! The fun of kidnapping without the danger of permanent brain damage. Though in a perfect world there would be a way to safely knock someone out, and plenty of friendly kinky people willing to us it

The idea of some complete stranger coming to your house and (hopefully) improving your gamerscore while making you suffer/enjoy on the side is extremely hot.

How badly am I dating myself with gamerscore?

"I'm not pumped that he broke in, but I have to admit he's alot better at this game then me."

[CaptiveDan]

So as I've been writing this story I've been using pictures I've found online for inspiration for the different scenarios. For example the hogtie in the first part was loosely inspired by this pic:

https://64.media.tumblr.com/396b3eea11c ... o1_500.jpg

That I found on socknties Tumblr, but was originally from eckie.com


Going forward, should I link the other pics in the story as I release more, or would it be distracting/should I stick to just words?

[blackbound]

I like to see the inspiration. Nobody has to click if they don't want to!

[Red86]

Well I think @blackbound said it right! I personally like inserted pics or link pics. Like prime example on Blackbounds current story, I had in mind his described bondage apparatus over the fire one way but his added pic after Xts's comment was actually slightly different then how I was picturing in my mind. I've seen similar designs, but not quite like that one, so it helped!!

[gag1195]

A very clever scenario, and a great punishment/reward system with the video game!

[cj2125]

I like this idea! Both the chloroform roleplay and how Tim alternates between teases and tortures depending on how he does in the game. Looking forwards for more parts!

[CaptiveDan]

I like this idea! Both the chloroform roleplay and how Tim alternates between teases and tortures depending on how he does in the game. Looking forwards for more parts!

A very clever scenario, and a great punishment/reward system with the video game!

Yay! I'm glad y'all like it! I'm excited to explore different scenes with this scenario. I haven't done much cnc so I'm pumped to dip my toes into it.

Well I think @blackbound said it right! I personally like inserted pics or link pics. Like prime example on Blackbounds current story, I had in mind his described bondage apparatus over the fire one way but his added pic after Xts's comment was actually slightly different then how I was picturing in my mind. I've seen similar designs, but not quite like that one, so it helped!!

I like to see the inspiration. Nobody has to click if they don't want to!

Sweet! Thanks for the feedback! Will do!

[CaptiveDan]

Chloroformed - Hotel Kidnapping
I woke up in our hotel room to find Tim wasn't there. I checked the clock. 9:38. I guessed that Tim had probably gotten up to go grab some breakfast. I threw on some sweat pants and a sweatshirt and groggily headed towards the lobby.

Tim wasn't there. Maybe he'd gone for a swim, maybe he needed to make a call and didn't want to wake me. I texted him and asked where he was.

In the meantime I decided to grab some breakfast before they put it up. I ate mine and grabbed some fruit and a packaged muffin to take and give to Tim.

He still hasn't texted when I was done eating, so I decided to go back to the room to wait for him.

I opened the door and was met with a wet rag in my face.

Fuck, he got me good.

I tried to stifle my excited smile as I fell limp into his arms He pulled me inside, closed the door, and guided me to the floor. I sat there, patiently and quietly, letting myself sink into feelings of helplessness as he finished setting up my prison.

Tim ran leather straps under the hotel room’s pull-out cot. He padlocked thick leather cuffs to key points along the array of straps. He walked back over to me and pulled my shirt off. Firmly but quietly he ordered,

“Stand. Walk to the cot. Lay down face up.”

I silently obeyed. Moving mindlessly into position.

As I laid on the bed, Tim pulled down my pants and underwear, threw them to the corner of the room. He brought my wrists and ankles to the far corners of the bed and locked them in the cuffs, effectively tying me spread-eagle. For good measure, Tim locked cuffs around my upper arms, and a big cuff around my waist, securing each to a corresponding leather strap that ran under the bed.

He pinched my nose, and I opened my mouth. He shoved a gag into my mouth and strapped it tight behind my head. As a finishing touch he secured a blindfold over my eyes.

https://64.media.tumblr.com/ccf9a83bfb0 ... 1_1280.jpg
image from slavebondageboys tumblr aka mlpsguy

Snap.

I jolted, and immediately began to pull at my bonds. They were tight. I could barely wiggle more than an inch in any direction. I started to shout for help, but the gag muffled my cries and turned any words into nonsense.

My muffled cries for help quickly switched to muffled laughter, as I felt Tims fingers danced along my sides towards my exposed armpits.

Tim tickled me mercilessly. I thrashed around, first trying to yank my limbs free - only to find the cuffs too tight around me. When it was clear I couldn't escape I tried to pull my body away from Tim’s tickling hands - but the leather held me in place, and my inch of mobility was not nearly enough to dodge Tim’s assaults. Eventually I thrashed around hopelessly - knowing I couldn't save myself, but unable to do anything but squirm and howl with laughter.

Every few minutes, Tim gave me a reprieve from the tickling to tease and edge me.

At first, he didn't touch my dick. As I caught my breath, he circled my dick with his hand, coming close but never touching it. He ran his fingers along my inner thighs, and tickled my balls for a second before gently grabbing them. I was rock hard, and horny beyond belief.

He alternated between tickling and teasing me. With each intermission he brought me a little closer to the edge. After a few cycles, his fingers found their way to my hard, exposed cock. The next time he wrapped a lubed hand around my shaft. I was desperate to cum, before he could even stroke me, I started to thrust as much as my bondage would allow. He pulled his hands away.

30 seconds of tickling, 2 slow strokes. Over and over. The tickling was brutal, and my brief “reprieves” did nothing but keep me painfully on edge. I needed to get out, I needed to cum. But I couldn't. My release would only happen when he was ready.

Despite the fact that -for all intensive purposes- I'd willingly laid down and let him restrain me, the surprise of him ‘chloroforming me’ when I came in, mixed with my current situation where I desperately wanted out but couldn't get free, really made it feel like Tim had done this against my will.

It was wonderful.

Finally, Tim had mercy and let me cum. I shot all the way to my chest. As I experienced one of the best orgasms I'd had in months, Tim unbuckled my gag. I took deep breaths and sank, content and exhausted into the cot. After a few seconds of rest, Tim grabbed my hair, and turned my head. I felt his cock push against my lips. I opened my mouth and took his dick inside me.

He fucked my throat for a few minutes. I did as much as I could to suck him off in this position, moving my head as far as I could, and making my tongue dance across his tip of his dick. I started to taste his precum as he got closer. I waited for him to speed up, force himself deeper down my throat. Only for him to pull out and finish on my face.

What a wonderful morning.