A Weekend To Remember

[CBiscuit]

C.Biscuit


As the highway curved to the right, Dionne could see her "women only" college on the side of the mountain in the distance. It was old, and looked more like a convent or monastery than a college from Dionne’s vantage point. Unfortunately, that analogy spilled over into other areas of the school as well. It was 1970 and Dionne had heard that colleges all over the country had open dorms, coed dorms, and much more liberal policies now. The very ideas of those things ever happening at her school were laughable, to say the least.

Dionne was a sophomore and was 20 years old. She was very petite, less than 5 feet tall, and had long and shiny black hair. Her eyes were green and striking and she could pass for a fashion model. Her breasts were small, but well formed, with tiny nipples. Her legs were shapely and her feet were attractive too. She could have been a pantyhose model, but turned the offer down.

It was early Sunday evening, and Dionne’s boyfriend Chip was driving her back to school. Chip’s red Mustang was 4 years old now, but it still looked shiny and new. He kept it that way. Chip was 3 years older than Dionne and was 6 foot 3. He had broad shoulders and a flat stomach. His eyes were deep blue, and his hair was long and dirty blonde.

The first time Dionne met Chip, he made her weak in the knees! She looked way up into his deep blue eyes and melted! She wanted him to just pick her up and carry her off somewhere and do whatever came to mind. Even as she looked at him now, she wished he would pull the car over right here and make love to her.

Chip picked Dionne up from school every Friday night and took her to a motel room about 10 miles from the college for the weekend. They usually spent nearly the entire weekend in the room. That was normally fine with her, but this weekend had been very different and special.

Ever since she was a child, Dionne liked to be carried by a man, especially a big man. Due to her small size, it made her feel secure. That wasn’t all of it though. As she was being carried, she also liked to hang totally limp as if she were asleep. Dionne’s dad was a big guy, and when Dionne was younger, she often pretended to fall asleep so her dad would have to carry her in from the car after a trip.

As her relationship with Chip matured, she would have him carry her often as well. It later had evolved into sleepy games and mixed into their sex life. He would often pretend to abduct her for the weekend. She would try to get out of the room, and he would chase her and drag her back. As the games escalated, she would have him hold a wet washcloth over her face and pretend to chloroform her. She would struggle for about a minute or so and finally fall limp in his strong arms. Then he would carry her to the bed and ravage her limp body.

This weekend she didn’t have to pretend though! Chip had obtained a bottle of chloroform and he was able to put her out for real! For Dionne, it was like a lifelong fantasy come true! She was so excited when he picked her up on Friday afternoon that she couldn’t wait until they got to the motel. She had him pull off the road in a secluded spot about 2 miles from the school. Dionne sat wide eyed as Chip took a handkerchief and poured some chloroform on it. Then, as he held it gently over Dionne’s nose and mouth, her pulse was racing and her stomach was doing flip flops as she inhaled deeply.

Chip was finally beginning to get into it now as well. He watched her beautiful green eyes start to flutter rapidly. Suddenly they rolled up and closed as she went totally limp in his arms. They had acted this scenario out many times, but having her really out was quite different! Her eye movements as she actually slipped under drove him over the edge! He pulled the cloth away and put it on the seat. Next he carefully unbuttoned all the buttons on her silky white blouse.

For a minute or so he just looked at her sleeping body in awe. Then he reached behind her and unsnapped her rather large padded bra. The size of the bra seemed excessive as her beautiful, albeit tiny, breasts popped out to play. He played with her breasts and sucked on her nipples for a few minutes. Then he rested her against the seat and drove to the motel.

Dionne woke up about a half hour later and found herself alone in the car. Chip was in the motel office registering for the room. Soon Dionne’s mind came back into focus, and she realized that she was unbuttoned and unhooked. Her nipples also felt wet. The thought of him working on her while she was under made her tingle all over! She left the bra undone and just re-buttoned half of the blouse buttons. Now she was ready to be taken to the room.

When Chip returned to the car, he found his sleeping beauty had awakened. She was all smiles and ready to go to the room now. He drove the car around to the door of their room and turned off the engine. It was nearly dark and no one was around. He asked her if she would like to walk into the room or be carried like usual.

Chip wasn’t surprised to hear that she wanted to be put under while she was still in the car, and would prefer to wake up in the room. He had to resoak the hankie first, and then he held it on her again. This time she umpped and struggled though. Chip looked around quickly to make sure no one could see them, and then he wrestled her to the seat and held the cloth fast. She went under very suddenly in less than a minute. Chip pulled the cloth away quickly and carried her inside over his shoulder.

Chip placed her limp body on the bed and returned to the car for their suitcases. Once settled inside, he slowly began to undress her. Chip quickly finished unbuttoning the blouse and slipped it off of her tiny shoulders. Then he pulled off the dangling bra and tossed it on the floor. Her skirt had a button and a zipper. Once those were undone, he pulled the skirt off of her.

Chip stepped back and admired his prize. She was in a pink half slip, nude pantyhose, and high heeled black patent leather pumps. Her shiny, baby soft hair was sprawled all over the bedspread, and her head was limp and resting to one side. He had always gone along with the role playing mostly for her benefit, but these real KO’s had something in it for him now too!

Chip carefully slipped off her shoes and pulled down her half slip. Then he removed her pantyhose carefully. Her tiny white bikini panties were all she had on now. He got on the bed with her and started to move her limp body into various positions that allowed him to explore and sample her everywhere. The fact that she was deeply under made her totally his for the moment. That was something very new to him!

Dionne woke up very dreamy this time and smiled and kissed him deeply. Then she jumped off the bed, slipped her pumps back on, and ran for the door. Chip wasn’t ready for this! He grabbed a washcloth and soaked it with chloroform. The he chased her around the room. He finally caught her and grabbed her from behind. She started to kick and struggle, so he lifted her in the air as he held the cloth on her. She continued to kick her legs around wildly and one of her shoes flew off.

Chip continued to hold the cloth fast, and he was pleasantly surprised when she suddenly went limp a little sooner than he expected. She had been put under several times now, and the running and chasing used up more air. He cradle carried her back to the bed and removed her other shoe. Next, he pulled her tiny panties down and off and put her inside the bed under the covers. Then he got undressed and joined his living doll.

The games continued all weekend. Then it finally was time for them to pack up, and for Dionne to return to the dull college for another week. As they drove back, Dionne looked at Chip in a new light. She was dreamy and sleepy from all the chloroform, and she wanted him more than ever now as she looked at him. They were out of time though.

As they pulled in front of the college, Dionne started kissing Chip passionately. She wanted a little more chloroform. There was no time. She had an idea though. She would go to the dorm matron and see if she could get a few extra hours. Chip eagerly awaited the outcome in the car.

Once inside, the matron, Miss Hanson said that Dionne didn’t look well to her. She insisted that the nurse in the infirmary check her first. If she was OK, she would be allowed 2 more hours. Dionne wasn’t thrilled about going to “Nurse Nancy” as the girls called her! Rumor had it that she was more likely to rape you than the horny college guys!

Nurse Nancy had always been nice to Dionne though, so it was worth a try. She went to the infirmary in the rear of the building and presented herself to the nurse. The nurse agreed that she didn’t look well and said that she would take her temperature. If her temperature wasn’t normal she would have to spend the night in the infirmary.

Nancy was 45 years old and had a stocky build. She did like women, especially petite ones like Dionne! There was no one else in the infirmary that night. If Nancy could convince Dionne that she had to stay there, she would have her alone for the night. Evil and erotic thoughts raced through Nancy’s mind as she went for the thermometer. Yes there just might be a way!

Nancy said that the thermometer needed to be sterilized first and took a small bottle out of the medicine cabinet. Dionne could read the label. “Chlorohydrate” it said. Only the nurse knew these were actually fast acting knockout drops. Nancy opened the bottle and soaked the end of the thermometer inside. Then she put the still wet thermometer under Dionne’s tongue, allowing as many drops to spill inside her mouth as possible. Dionne commented that the liquid tasted salty. Nancy said not to worry, and that it wouldn’t hurt her.

Suddenly Dionne felt lightheaded and dizzy. She could no longer sit up. Nancy helped her lie down on the examination table. Dionne felt the room spinning as she stared at the ceiling. Then Nancy started to remove one of Dionne’s pumps. Dionne yanked her foot away and said'

“Hey what are you doing?”

The amount of chlorohydrate on the thermometer apparently hadn't sedated Dionne quite enough for Nancy's purposes! Nancy quickly grabbed a clear mask with 2 hoses attached. She placed the mask over Dionne’s mouth and nose and hooked the strap around the back of Dionne’s head to hold it firmly in place. Then she turned on a valve. Nancy told Dionne that a little oxygen would fix her dizziness. Dionne inhaled obediently and waited. It was halothane, not oxygen though. Within 30 seconds Dionne’s eyes were in rapid flutter. Then they closed gently as her pretty head slumped to the side.

Nancy left the gas running and called the dorm matron. She told her that Dionne would be staying the night and to send her boyfriend home. Then she returned to Dionne’s limp body. Her shoes slipped off easily now. There was no resistance. The gas was still hissing away the entire time that Nancy slowly stripped her. Dionne was inhaling automatically and going ever more deeply under with each breath.

Nancy stripped Dionne completely. Even her necklace and earrings were removed. Then she finally removed the mask and turned off the gas. Nancy easily cradle carried the tiny and totally limp girl to an infirmary bed and had her way with her for several hours. Then all of a sudden Nancy could see Dionne’s lips start to move slightly.

Nancy quickly got out of the bed and went and got a small needle. When she returned Dionne’s eyes were blinking open. As Nancy stood over the bed once more, Dionne asked where she was and what had happened. Nancy told her that she was all right and that she had something for her. She injected the contents of the needle into Dionne’s tiny right arm.

Within seconds Dionne’s eyes were blinking again. She asked about her waiting boyfriend. Nancy told her that he had already left. Dionne smiled and said,

“I feel so sleepy now!”

Nancy told her to relax and get some rest. Dionne never heard the rest of that sentence. Her beautiful head had slumped to the side, and her eyes were closed once again. The powerful sedative Nancy had given her would keep her out for the rest of the night.

When Dionne awoke it was morning. She was naked in a bed. Nurse Nancy was standing over her. She gave Dionne 2 pills and a small glass of water. She told Dionne that after she took the pills, she should get dressed and go to class. As soon as Dionne took the pills, Nancy placed Dionne’s clothes on the bed and left the room.

Dionne put her panties and bra on first. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and slowly pulled on her pantyhose. When she stood up to put on her half slip she felt a little dizzy. As she put on her blouse, she found it difficult to fasten her buttons. Her hands lacked coordination. Her eyes also kept going in and out of focus. She finally finished dressing and got up to step into her shoes. Then she practically fell down putting the second shoe on. Dionne, no longer able to stand, sat on the edge of the bed and called the nurse.

When Nancy arrived, Dionne asked what the pills were. Nancy told her not to worry, and that they were just a sedative to relax her. Dionne gasped in a sleepy and wavering voice,

“A sedative? I didn’t need a sedative!”

Dionne then abruptly tried to stand but couldn’t. Nancy eased her back onto the bed and helped her lie down. Dionne fought with all her might to stay awake. It wasn’t working though. The room was spinning around and she couldn’t seem to keep her eyes open.

Dionne looked down as she felt Nancy gently slipping her shoes off. She tried to tell her to leave them on, but the words never came. Dionne passed out completely instead. Her eyes were now closed once more, and her mouth was half way open. Nancy continued to slowly undress her again. This time she left only her tiny panties on as she put her back into the bed.

Dionne would be out for at least 8 hours now. Nancy called the office and told them that Dionne would remain in the infirmary at least for today. In reality Nancy would keep Dionne sedated until they were no longer alone in the infirmary. Who knows? That could be a few days or even a week with a little luck! Nancy was all smiles as she hung up the phone and locked the door…
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[larrydude]

I could read these stories over and over again!

[CBiscuit]

Judging by the number of views, some people are doing just that, or so it would seem anyway. For some reason this story got nearly a hundred views in 2 days. I don't know what made the difference, but I have held off posting another story to let this one stay on the top of the list a little longer.

[larrydude]

And understandibly so! Great stuff! May i request in a future story "if only rarely" a little agressive stripping maybe some buttons popped or a rip or two? Regardless this stuff is good thank you!

[CBiscuit]

That sounds like a good idea. Most of the stories are as they are because the sites I wrote for in the past were always sensitive about violence towards women. I guess a little frisky like play would be OK here though.

[larrydude]

Absolutely! I do not want to read about any harm coming to the victims. Just occasionally a little frisky clothes stripping. Continue on as you wish. Regardless your stories are wonderful!