More Sleepy Adventures - Part 21
Sara
Ampere easily over-rode the simple electronic lock and rush through the
door almost before it had opened fully. She saw her friend sprawled in
the centre of the room, and had to fight the urge to immediate run to
her. The heroine was not about to let down her guard though, she
carefully viewed her surroundings, and only once she had convinced
herself that no obvious traps lay in wait, did she approach Geist.
Acutely aware that it was generally the not very obvious traps that
caused the most problems, Ampere bent to her bound colleague and gently
unhooked her sleep mask. She was startled by the low moan that issued
from Geist's slack mouth, what on earth had they done to her?
Ignoring that for the moment, the heroine turned her attention to the
young woman's bonds. She recognised the technology, it was similar to
that strange collar which The Gadgeteer had worn. Fortunately, these
did not seem to have been activated, and it was a relative easy task to
free Geist's wrists and ankles.
The heroine didn't notice the slight tingling in her fingers as she
worked. The tiny crystals which The Anaesthetist had earlier sprinkled
over Geist were almost instantly absorbed through the skin. They were
so fine, that a small number still hung suspended in the air, and both
Ampere and Geist were unknowingly breathing them in.
As with many of The Anaesthetist's poisons, the crystals worked very
slowly. He enjoyed the prolonged struggles of his victims, loved to
watch them fight against the inevitable. This poison worked subtly, so
that whoever it affected wouldn't notice its effects until it was
much too late to do anything about it.
...
The villain watched through a hidden spyhole. The Gadgeteer was a much
slighter build than this heroine, and where her costume had been
intended to be skin-tight, now it was on the verge of bursting open. He
carefully unstoppered a small vial, and lovingly emptied its contents
onto a heavy cloth. The opportunity to administer the "coup de
grace" was too wonderful to miss. All, he needed was to wait a little
longer and let the crystals do their evil work.
...
Geist shuddered again, letting out another low moan. Ampere regarded
her with concern, without the sleep mask, she had expected her friend
to start to rouse by now. It was then that she saw how damp the strange
silver material was around the heroine's crotch. She looked away,
embarrassed, a deep blush rising to her cheeks.
Again Geist moaned, and it was only then that Ampere realised how
aroused this was making her. She knew that was wrong, they had always
been friends but she wasn't wired that way, was she? Forcing herself
to think carefully, the heroine tried to ignore the heavy breathing and
little gasps of pleasure.
She had to get Geist out of here, something was obviously affecting
them both, probably in the air. Ampere hooked one arm under her
friend's knees and the other around the back of her slender neck.
Then she struggled to rise, dragging the unresisting girl into the air.
Geist felt herself being lifted unsteadily, she fought to open her
eyes, and found herself gazing into the blurred face of her friend and
mentor. She felt so tired, but so good. Immediately she looped her arms
around Ampere's neck, taking some of the burden. Her body chose that
moment to convulse in another wave of pleasure.
Ampere felt Geist shift, and was relieved when she clung to her, no
longer completely "dead weight". Then, without warning, the young
girl screamed out, thrashing her body. The movement drove both girls
back to the ground in jumble of tangled limbs. Geist held tightly to
her friend, while the after-shocks settled and died. Ampere's left
arm was still around Geist's neck, but the other had shifted and now
lay nestled between her legs.
...
The Anaesthetist watch in fascination, he could tell that Ampere was
fighting the aphrodisiac properties of his poison. What she couldn't
know was that this effect actually masked what else the toxin was doing
to her. She was too focussed on the obvious to notice anything else
now.
For Geist it would be a completely different matter, she was already
weakened by the special anaesthetic. The Gadgeteer's special patch
would keep her too occupied for her to have any real chance of escape.
...
Ampere tried to pull away, but was taken completely by surprise when
her friend pressed her thighs tightly together and effectively trapped
her arm where it was. What happened next was an even bigger shock
however.
Geist ground her pelvis against Ampere's arm, and used both arms to
pull the startled woman's face to hers. The young woman whimpered
softly, her need building. Ampere tried again to break her grip, but
she didn't want to hurt Geist. Then, as she flailed her free arm, it
grazed the younger woman's breast, causing her to groan.
It was the sound of almost complete bliss, and for a moment, Ampere
found her iron control slipping. She found that she could move her hand
enough to massage Geist's crotch, feeling the sheer material move
against her sex. Then, their lips met and parted, tongues probing. Each
pressed their own body into the other's, as if they were trying to
meld together.
Amidst all this, Geist's hand snaked lower, finally cupping the other
woman's pussy. Eagerly she began to stroke and rub, finding that her
friend was also wet. All thoughts of resistance gone, the two heroines
concentrated on each other, both determined to give and receive as much
pleasure as possible.
...
The villain moved stealthily from his hiding place, and crossed to
where the two women were entwined. Ampere seemed to have the easier
job, as whatever she did, Geist would orgasm every few minutes as the
patch stimulated her. But despite her lack of technological assistance,
the young woman appeared to be giving at least as good as she got. For
a moment, The Anaesthetist paused to marvel at their stamina, but then
he returned to the matter at hand.
Gradually he noticed that their movements were becoming more and more
sluggish. First it was only Geist who seemed to slow, but soon after
Ampere too seemed to falter. After a couple more minutes, both girls
could only seem to muster enough energy to idly stroke each other.
Although this appeared to be more than enough stimulation.
Once he was convinced that they were no longer a threat, the villain
moved closer. He paused to collect Geist's sleep mask from where it
had been discarded. Then, he stepped up behind Ampere, and forced his
pre-soaked cloth over her mouth and nose.
...
The sudden attack was another surprise for the heroine. Her first
reaction was to gasp in surprise, almost certainly the worst thing she
could have done in the circumstances. The scent of chloroform
overwhelmed her, just one more drug to add to the cocktail now swimming
through her bloodstream. She fought to get away, but found her body
strangely unresponsive. Then, as if to add to her troubles, Geist's
continued attention began to lift her towards yet another orgasm.
Ampere knew that if she came, then it would be all over for her. In her
climax she would suck in more than enough chloroform to put her under.
Even now it was getting more difficult to think, the room appeared to
be darkening at the edges and a numbness was building in her cheeks.
She had to do something, and right now.
...
The Anaesthetist used his weight and strength to hold Ampere down. He
could see that her friend was still tending to her, and could feel how
close she now was. With one hand holding the cloth in place, his other
was free to roam the heroine's body. First he unzippered the leotard,
then eased inside and began to massage. He smiled in amusement as this
new assault forced an indignant squeal from his captive.
"Just relax, breath it all in and it'll be so much easier", he
whispered in her ear.
The heroine's angry retort, muffled by the cloth was music to the
villain's ears.
...
With no other options, Ampere cast around with her powers, searching
for anything that she could use. In an instant she became aware of five
discrete energy sources, all in the room with her. Four of the sources
were tiny, and would probably be of no use, but the final source
appeared quite substantial.
She reached out and avidly sucked as much power as she could, leeching
the four other sources almost as an after thought. She could feel her
strength returning, although there didn't seem to be enough power for
her to purge herself of the drugs. Drained of energy, Geist's
bindings were now completely dormant, and The Gadgeteer's heavy rifle
would need to be recharged.
Ampere knew that she would only have one chance at this. She willed
herself to relax, slumping against Geist and letting out a long slow
breath. Unsurprisingly, the villain kept his cloth in place, but he did
have to lean forward. The next instant, Ampere pushed up with all her
might, slamming her head backwards and feeling a sense of elation as it
connected.
...
The Anaesthetist staggered backwards, clutching his nose and howling in
a mixture of pain and rage. Blinking away the tears, he had no time to
duck before Ampere's fist connected squarely with his nose. The
villain fell heavily, stunned. He could taste blood in his mouth and
his hands instinctively flew up to protect his face.
There was a brief pause, and then pain like a wave of fire engulfed the
villain.
...
As soon as his hands went up, Ampere had kicked The Anaesthetist
squarely between the legs. She grunted in satisfaction as he curled
into a ball, clutching himself and groaning.
The heroine felt the room begin to spin, the exertion had taken more
out of her than she realised. She could feel her movements slowing and
stiffening again. She did not dare look over at Geist for fear of what
she might do. It was clear that she needed to get closer to a large
power source, and burn out all the poisons like she had done before.
Moving as fast as she was able, the heroine rushed out through the
door. If she could recharge quickly enough there would be time to deal
with The Anaesthetist more permanently. Then it should be easy to free
the remaining prisoners and escape.
She was still planning what to do next as the floor suddenly tilted
under her. Ampere had a moment of clarity as she remembered the
corridor trap before she dropped down the slide and into blackness. Her
anguished "Nooooooo!", reverberated through the lair.
...