Cupid's Arrow

[CBiscuit]

C.Biscuit
Cupid’s Arrow

In any operation, teamwork is what makes things happen. In this operation, the players were all in place. Carla owned an exclusive women’s spa resort on an isolated lake. Her ex-husband and current business partner Roger was a born Romeo. Carla’s brother Chip was a pharmacist that had a sleepy fetish.

Carla was 35 and still beautiful. She stood 5 feet 4 and weighed about 115 pounds. She was slender with average sized breasts, and had awesome legs. Her hair was long and jet black and her eyes were deep blue. Carla liked men, but also had a soft spot for women.

Roger was also 35 and stood about 6 feet 2. He was lean and muscular, and looked like an underwear model. He had a tanned body, short dark hair, and deep set brown eyes. They were bedroom eyes. Most women melted when they looked into them, and wanted to be carried off the nearest bedroom. Roger was also a hunter and was good with a gun. He knew how to romance the ladies a little too well though. That’s why he was divorced.

Chip was a geeky type. Carla wanted him to develop a love potion. There was no such thing of course. He was able to perfect a dart that could be used for Carla’s purpose though. It was a mixture that contained a muscle relaxer, a sedative, a hallucinogenic, and a fast acting general anesthetic. This combination was injected on impact. When the dart was pulled out much later in the day, a dose of rohypnol was injected from a second vile within the dart.

Chip took nearly 2 years to develop this perfect love dart. He used Carla as a test volunteer. Once Carla was satisfied, she was ready to incorporate it into a very expensive fantasy experience for her customers. Most were recently divorced and bitter, or they were aging models and actresses that were losing self esteem. They were bored, often bitchy, and ready for something new and exciting.

Carla would give them beauty treatments, put them in expensive designer clothes, and keep them in beautiful surroundings. Then she started the famous “Magic Pond Fantasy” The customer would be given extensive beauty treatments, dressed in an expensive string bikini and designer sneakers and taken for an hour long boat ride. Then she would be left alone to walk up a mile long trail to a beautiful and so called enchanted pond. She was told she would find the ultimate romantic thrill there.

Trish was the first woman to be sent to the magic pond. She had been recently divorced. Her husband had neglected her, cheated on her, and left her very bitter towards men. She was a typical control freak and was now a total “bitch on wheels.” After she chewed up and spit out all the resort personnel, she was told that she needed this special treatment.

Trish was a beauty. Her silky blonde hair was still without any grey, even though she was 30. She was about 5 feet 5 and very slender. Her eyes were deep blue, and her breasts were well rounded and perky. She had been given a manicure, pedicure, and hair styling the day before. Now she was fitted in a purple string bikini that barely covered anything. Her long, slim, and perfectly formed legs looked hot even in the sneakers she was wearing.

Carla took her on a small speedboat. As the boat glided up to the top of the lake, Trish asked what she should expect when she arrived there. Carla explained things to her as she drove the boat. She told her that she would follow the trail to the pond. There she would be in total solitude and silence in the most beautiful surroundings she had ever seen. Then suddenly she would feel euphoric. Every romantic and sexual fantasy that she ever had imagined would be fulfilled.

Trish didn’t believe that any of this was possible, but still went along. After about an hour they arrived at a small dock. Carla pulled the boat in and tied it up. Then she led Trish to the path and told her to proceed. As Trish walked out of sight of the dock, she could hear the boat start up and pull away. She was alone now! That part was for sure.

In about 40 minutes, Trish could finally see the pond. It was beautiful and enchanting just as she had heard. She walked around. She found a rock near the water’s edge and sat down. She just relaxed and watched the beautiful still water. It was so clean and clear that she could see the bottom.

Suddenly Trish felt a sting in her right shoulder. It felt like a mosquito bite. She tried to reach up and swat it, but her arm was heavy and would not move. Suddenly nothing mattered. She was totally relaxed. Trish’s body went limp and she fell on her side. As she lay helpless and unable to move, the beautiful view of the pond and the sky became fuzzy. Within a few seconds, Trish’s eyes closed, and she found total peace.

Roger smiled as his dart hit the mark, and the beautiful woman passed out. He walked up to her and checked her eyes. They were closed and she was totally unconscious. He gently lifted her doll like body and cradle carried her to his tree house. Her silky blonde hair sprawled from her limp hanging head as he carried her along. She was slim and light as a feather. When Roger reached the tree, he threw her over his shoulder and carried her up the ladder.

The tree house looked very basic from the outside. Inside was another matter. It was the ultimate fantasy bedroom for the women to wake up in. Nothing would seem real. Most would think they were dreaming. When each one woke up and saw Roger in his tiny swim trunks, she would think she was **** and in heaven!

Roger gently placed her on the bed and let her sleep. She would be out for about 3 hours. For that entire time, she would have vivid, colorful dreams. Every sexual and romantic fantasy she had ever had would flash through her mind, like fast paced video. When she woke up, she would be amorous, sleepy, and very vulnerable. She would not be able to stand or walk. She would have to be held and carried. The sedative and the muscle relaxer would still be working for several more hours.

Trish woke up and found herself on a strange but lovely bed in a room that didn’t seem real. She tried to move. She could not. She must be in some sort of dream! Then he appeared. He was gorgeous. He was her ultimate love god in every way. His eyes were deep and brown. His body was tan and perfect. He placed his arm behind her neck and lifted her up into a sitting position.

He held a tropical drink up to her lips and let her sip it. It was sweet and delicious. Then he put it down and told her to relax. He let her head fall back slightly and kissed her gently. She kissed back with abandon. Then he pulled away and put his finger to her lips. He told her gently “Stay perfectly still, close you eyes, and open your mouth.”

Trish did as she was told. He was probing her mouth now. He held her mouth wide open and kissed and explored all around it. Trish remained motionless and absorbed his non verbal communication. Then he pulled away and told her that she was very beautiful. She gazed into his eyes. She was totally his now. He told her it was time to enjoy the pond.

He put her down on the bed gently and slowly untied her sneakers. He unlaced them carefully and eased them off gradually. Then he put her over his shoulder and carried her down the ladder. When he reached the bottom, he put her into a cradle carry and took her to the pond. As he carried her, she gazed into his eyes. For the first time in her life, she had no control over anything, and didn’t mind at all. She was in strong and seemingly loving arms.

When they reached the water’s edge, he put her part of the way down, and told her to wrap her legs around his waist. Her arms were already around his neck. Then he walked slowly into the crisp cool water. The water had a chilling effect on Trish, and she held on to him tighter. His body felt warm against hers. As he moved her around in the water, she felt the cleanest and the most relaxed that she ever had.

After an hour in the water, he carried her back up the ladder and placed her on the bed. Then he began to dry her with a towel. Suddenly she felt her bikini top strings being untied. The top fell to the bed. She wasn’t fazed at all. Next he untied the tiny bows on both sides of her waist and slipped off her bottom. He finished drying her and put her under the covers in the bed. Then he hung her bikini up to dry.

Now he was bringing her food. There were fresh fruits and fancy pastries. She still could not sit up by herself. He helped her up and fed her by hand. Then he gave her another drink. As she sipped the drink, she got very sleepy. He lowered her beautiful head to the pillow and watched her pass out. The sedative that he put in her drink would knock her out for about 3 more hours.

Roger climbed into bed and had his way with his new pet. Roger knew that she would be a real bitch if she wasn’t drugged. This way, he could enjoy her though, and he did for several hours. Then he went for a walk.

Trish woke up about an hour later and was able to move her arms and legs once more. She finally realized that this was no dream. The place was beautiful though. She put her bikini back on and looked around. He was coming back inside. As he came inside, she noticed the dart in her shoulder. She reached to pull it out. He warned her to leave it alone for now. She pulled it out and threw it on the floor. Then she sat on the bed and started to put her sneakers on. They were almost fully unlaced, and by the time she re-laced and tried to tie them the rohypnol had started to take its toll swiftly.

Trish fell back onto the bed and her eyes were glazed. She was awake, but had no control over anything. He gently slipped the sneakers back off of her and told her to relax. She lay helpless and perfectly happy as he untied her bows once again and took off her bikini top.

Trish was amorous once again, and was aroused as he played with her breasts and sucked on her tiny nipples. He loved and worshipped her body for about 40 minutes as she lay there in helpless ecstasy. Then she passed out very suddenly. Her eyes fluttered for a few seconds and rolled closed as her head fell limp to the side. She would be out for at least 5 hours now.

Roger replaced her suit top and put her sneakers back on. Then he began the long carry back to the dock. She would not remember anything after pulling out the dart. The rohypnol did that. She would remember the rest though. She would be in a delightful romantic daze for some time thereafter.

When Roger reached the dock, Carla was there with a larger cabin boat. He knew what that meant. He smiled and winked at his ex-wife as he carried the very limp Trish into the cabin and placed her on the bunk. Then he returned to his home.

Carla took the boat into the middle of the lake and stopped the engines. Then she went to the cabin. She slowly untied and removed Trish’s sneakers. Then she turned her attention to the bows on her bikini top. One Trish was topless; Carla played with her breasts for a while. Then she laid her down on her back and removed her bottom as well. Carla played with and tasted Trish everywhere for several hours. Then she re-dressed her and took her back to the resort.

Carla’s male helper Jon carried Trish off the boat and to her room. As soon as Jon placed Trish on her bed and left the room, Carla once again stripped her naked. After playing with her limp body some more, she finally put her in her bed still naked and put the covers over her. Then Carla kissed her on the forehead and whispered in her ear. “Sweet Dreams!”

When Trish woke up it was morning. She still felt like she was floating, and smiled as she remembered being shot with the sleepy dart and carried off and charmed by that gorgeous hunk! She still wasn’t sure what part was fantasy and what was real. It didn’t really matter. She felt the best she had ever felt in her life.

After Trish got up and had breakfast, she was sent to the spa room for a massage. When she undressed and got under the hot towel, she noticed that it wasn’t the usual guy. She asked who he was. He said hello, and that his name was Chip. She told him that she didn’t like it too rough. He told her not to worry, that she wouldn’t feel a thing. She watched as he folded a washcloth into a small square and poured something on it. The he held it over her nose and mouth and told her to relax and breathe deeply. It smelled sweet and made her delightfully relaxed like the day before. As she inhaled, the room started spinning, and Chip’s face lost focus. Soon Trish was in sweet dreamland again.


Chip smiled and held the cloth on her for quite a while to put her deeply under. Testing the darts and drugs on his sister was fun, but not the kind of fun he had in mind. This was more like it! Without his love dart, Carla’s resort would not be that special. Chip smiled as he slipped the towel off and revealed Trish’s limp and naked body. Oh yes, this is what made it all worthwhile!