Stacey tightened her gloves and with a sad smile on her face she clamped one hand over Steve's mouth.
"Now, the next part of my plan is not particularly pleasant for you I am afraid, but I deem it necessary. So be a good boy, relax and do not hold your breath. It will be over much quicker if you breathe deeply."
Steve's bewilderment increased and he tried speaking through the tight leather glove but nothing louder or more distinct than a mmmph came out.
Stacey wriggled back to the table and pulled out of the small drawer a plastic baggie with a large wad of cotton wool inside it. Steve stared at it, his mmphing increasing beneath his handgag. Stacey straddled him, her thighs tightened around his own and he felt part of his body responding and in a peculiar way to his stepsister's leather gloved hand on his mouth.
Stacey's other hand pulled the wad from the baggie and in one movement she removed her hand from Steve's mouth and with the other jammed the cotton pad over his mouth and nose.
"Remember what I said Steve, be a good boy for Stacey and breathe."
"Mmmmmmpppggg, nnnnnggg..."
"Sssshhh, no need to be scared - Stacey is here - just breathe the chloroform and it will be over very quickly."
Steve tried to shake his head but Stacey had her second hand at the back of his head keeping it still and before he knew it he was spinning down a dark tunnel with the Stacey's cool voice the last thing he remembered.
Stacey waited a moment to make sure he was fully under and then removed the pad. She unfastened his cuffs and started to remove his clothes, when she got to his socks she had a little sniff and then jammed in to Steve's mouth (that's for Sue!). Stacey left his boxer shorts on but apart from that her prisoner was at her mercy!
She refastened the handcuffs and proceeded to rope his legs first at the ankles and then at the knees. Stacey connected a length of rope from Steve's ankles to the handcuff chain and then tightly wrapped a silk scarf with a ball-knot in it over the socks as a mouth packed ball gag.
She slipped a sleep mask over Steve's eyes and tied a rope over his elbows finally with a loop from there to his ankles too. As a final touch she inserted some ear plugs in to Steve's ears.
Stacey sat back and admired her work and waited for Steve to wake up from his chloroformed slumber, tightening and snugging her gorgeous black leather gloves in nervous anticipation.
