So Alison sat sprawled in front of me, heavily dosed by the gas I'd sprayed in her face. Out cold. I was wearing the gas mask and nothing else.
The room was full of the gas - some sort of hypnotic agent. It hadn't put Alison to sleep; only left her in a state like a really intense hypnotic trance. So the headphones from the MP3 were feeding her some sort of instructions, I guess, because every now and then she'd say "yes" out of nowhere, in this really weird kind of whisper. The timer had pinged, and I'd opened the window to let out all of the gas so it was safe for me to take off the mask and sit down in front of her and have a smoke.
I had an idea. I took off the headphones and listened to what the voice was saying. Something about being underground. Reminded me of a weird dream I'd had, not long before I'd invited the guy to go out on a date with me. I turned off the MP3, sat down and finished my cigarette. Alison remained where she was, head resting against the back of the chair, mouth open, completely relaxed.
'Alison,' I said. 'Can you hear me?'
'Yes,' Alison said, in that odd whisper.
'I have more instructions for you. Do you understand?'
'Yes.'
'I'm going to wake you up in a minute, but first there is something I'd like you to do. Stand up for me.'
Alison began to move. Opening her eyes, she looked at me; and with slow, deliberate movements, she got up onto her feet, staring at me, blank-eyed.
'Do you want more instructions?'
'Yes,' she replied.
'Answer this. What do you think about smoking?'
'I don't like it. It's a filthy habit.'
I picked up the cigarette pack and showed it to her. 'These are okay. You can smoke these. Do you understand?'
Alison frowned for a moment, but then nodded. 'Yes.'
'Remove your top.'
I watched Alison slowly peel off her top, feeling a rush of heat spreading from between my legs. Alison had a lacy bra on underneath.
'Put your top back on.'
Alison rebuttoned her blouse, and continued to stand facing me.
'How did that make you feel?'
'Hot.'
'How do I make you feel right now?'
'Hot.'
I realised that I was naked in front of her, and the blush threatened to spread down to my navel. 'When I wake you up, you'll feel perfectly normal. It will be perfectly normal to see me being naked in front of you. You will remember that I've been naked in front of you before for years. It's the most normal thing in the world.'
'Normal.'
'Also, you're happy to see me smoking in front of you. Watching me smoke makes you feel happy.'
'Happy.'
'Very very happy.'
'Very very happy,' whispered Alison.
'You want to join in, don't you?'
'Yes,' Alison replied. 'Want to smoke with you.'
'That's very good.' My heart was hammering. 'Now put on the MP3 and sit back. You can finish the whole file in peace. And when it's finished, put the MP3 back on the table and wake up. You won't remember anything about the gas, me wearing the gas mask or anything. Nothing at all.'
'I'll remember nothing.'
Alison popped the MP3 back on her ears and sat back down. I got up to go and make a cup of tea. I think I had another five, six minutes before the MP3 was through and Alison would return to consciousness. Just enough time for a cup of tea. I had time. I could call that guy back any time. Time for some fun with Alison first.
This is the part that follows Part 12. Part 14 to follow, when Alison wakes up from her trance.
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