Vacbed session with the pack, feeling so tight and helpless, covered by rubber, being fully controlled and gassed by @pupayko sneakers
When puphorn and pupayko are proud to have total control of puppysigma and I, totally mummified and unable to move !
What a great time I had there with @pupayko, @puppysigma and @samrber ! Entirely restrained, I could edge @samrber until he begs for mercy 😈
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Doctor Mesmer double-checked the knot work on his guest. Detective Patrick Talbot had succeeded in nearly crushing the evil Doctor’s drug syndicate before Mesmer could unleash his greatest achievement. A simple trap had been set and Talbot had fallen for it. A bit of knock-out gas had taken Talbot down. Mesmer had his drug-enslaved henchmen (a doctor, a beat cop and a fireman) strip the good detective and bring him to Doctor Mesmer’s inner-most lair.
Assured that the detective would not be going anywhere, Doctor Mesmer sat back and waited for Talbot to regain consciousness.
He didn’t have to wait too long. Talbot shook off the effects of the knock-out gas and pulled at his bonds.
“You sick pervert. Where are my clothes? You won’t get away with this. Whatever it is that you are planning.”
“On the contrary, my good Detective. Everything is going according to plan. You were so keen on uncovering what my organization was planning, it seems only fitting you have a front row seat to my crowning achievement.”
“You’re mad and we will stop you,” Talbot said, tugging again at his bonds.
“Behold,” Doctor Mesmer said, holding up a small brown bottle. “I give you Euphoria. My greatest creation. 100 times more addictive than sugar, this really puts the pop in poppers. Just three hits and PING, your brain is enslaved and you’ll do anything I tell you just so you get another hit of the sweet, sweet Euphoria.”
Talbot recognized the bottle. In had literally been flooding the streets. He had been unable to get a sample of the designer drug until now. If he could only somehow get loose and escape with the sample.
“Perhaps a test is in order,” Doctor Mesmer said, turning on the flat screen TV in front of the captive Talbot. “I believe you recognize the good Republican Senator.”
Talbot did. It was Senator Tanner Calbot from Tennessee. Notoriously homophobic and deeply religious, he was currently on all fours in nothing but a jockstrap, huffing from a small bottle of Euphoria as he begged one of Mesmer’s henchmen to fuck him deeper.
“As you can see, the good Senator has had a change of heart and is ready to end the war on drugs. Well, the war on one drug, anyway. He is fully under my control and with his help –and he will be only too willing to help– I’ll soon have most of Washington enslaved. Let’s check in a little closer to home, shall we?’
Talbot immediately recognized the Mayor’s office at City Hall. The Mayor was naked and held a brown bottle in his left hand as his right hand furiously masterbated his cock.
“Good afternoon, Mayor,” Doctor Mesmer said in a cheery voice that creeped Talbot out.
“Good afternoon, Master,” the Mayor said.
“I’m here with Detective Talbot.”
“Has Patrick tried Euphoria yet, Master?”
“Not just yet.”
“Patrick, it really is most extraordinary. There is nothing like it. Master is a genius for creating it,” the Mayor as he continued to beat his meat.
“Tell our good Patrick how you came to sample my wonderful drug, Mayor.”
“Of course. Of course. May I take a huff first?”
“You may.”
The Mayor place the bottle under each nostril and inhaled deeply. His eyes rolled back into his head for a minute and he shook with pleasure.
“Where was I? Yes, how I came to be enslaved. The Doctor had the good fortune of handing out samples at a keg party at my son’s frat house. My son Dillon and the frat president Blake paid me a visit the next day. I didn’t understand at first. Blake held me down as my son took off the cap of the little brown bottle and held my head as the fumes permeated my brain. Blake tore off my slacks and underwear and Dillon went down on my cock as Blake forced a second hit. I was floating. It was peaceful. Blake held my head for a final shot. I heard the PING as my son coaxed a load out of my cock. It is wonderful to serve Doctor Mesmer. You’ll see.”
Talbot struggled against his bonds again.
“Detective Talbot? Still haven’t given up hope? I can assure you, there is no escape. Isn’t that right, investigative report David Palmer?”
The reporter that Talbot had been working alongside on the case appeared on screen.
“Palmer, not you too,” Talbot said.
“Doctor Mesmer is a god,” the journalist said. “You were right, I should have never gone undercover to infiltrate his gang. He saw right through me. Euphoria is amazing, though. Now I’m glad I’m on his team.”
“Take a deep hit, Mr. Palmer. I think you’ve earned it,” Mesmer said.
Palmer brought the brown bottle up to his nose and took a huge hit. He began to masterbate furiously.
“Cannot wait until you sample it it, Pat. Everyone should be enslaved to Master Mesmer. You’ll see. And then we can huff together. I can’t wait to fuck your ass.”
“Another hit, Mr. Palmer,” Doctor Mesmer ordered. Palmer complied.
“Cumming….fuuuuuuuck.”
Talbot tried to look away, but Mesmer forcibly turned his head back to see that Palmer was a sex-crazed, drug addicted slave.
“Let’s check in on some members of the vice squad, shall we,” the Doctor said.
Talbot felt his heart sink a little bit.
“I believe you know Detective Chase and Detective Danvers? Danvers is just administering the third and final hit to Detective Chase.”
Talbot watches as his peer convulsed for a moment and then smiled and opened his eyes.
“Boys, you’d do anything for me, won’t you?”
“Of course, Master Mesmer,” Danvers said.
“Anything,” Chase added.
“I want you two to 69 until you both are shooting blanks. Only then can you both have another hit of Euphoria.”
Talbot watched as the two formerly straight detectives tore off each other’s clothes and began to suck on each other’s cock.
“My partner knows I’m here. He’ll stop you, you freak,” Talbot spit at Mesmer.
The doctor calmly wiped the spit from his face. “I highly doubt that. Yes, Detective Hightower knows you are here, but that’s because this was his idea. Wasn’t it, Detective Hightower?”
Talbot’s partner appeared on screen. He was snorting from a little brown bottle as he slid up and down on a big, fat dildo.
“Perhaps your captain might rescue you?”
Captain Rouchard appeared on screen. He was clad in only a white jock.
“Ready for your third and final dose, Captain,” Mesmer asked.
“Yessss, please,” the Captain pleaded.
“You know that the final hit will enslave you completely?”
“I don’t care,” the Captain said, taking a deep hit from the little brown bottle.
Talbot watched as the Captain shook, his eyes rolling back up into his head as he shot his load. Talbot could have swore he actually heard a PING sound as the Captain’s mind was completely enslaved to Euphoria.
“This is the greatest thing. Thank you Master Mesmer for enslaving me,” the Captain said.
“My henchmen will be delivering 10 cases of Euphoria to your office. I trust you will have no problem disseminating Euphoria to each and every officer,” Mesmer asked.
Rouchard smiled and looked at the cum on his hand. “It would be my honor, Master.”
Mesmer turned off the TV and turned to Talbot. He again held up the little brown bottle.
“I think we’ve made you wait long enough.”
“Please, don’t. I beg of you,” Talbot pleaded.
Mesmer opened the bottle with one hand and grabbed Talbot’s head with his other. He brought the bottle up to Talbot’s nose.
“You have to breath sometime, Detective Talbot.”
Talbot continued to hold his breath until his body reflexively forced him to inhale.
The drug shot into his system. Musky, metallic and slightly sweet, when the drug hit his brain, fireworks of pleasure exploded.
Mesmer untied him, but Talbot couldn’t move. The pleasure was too intense. It soon wore off and Talbot hungered for another hit.
“More.”
Mesmer pointed to the floor. “On your knees.”
Talbot’s ego didn’t want to give Doctor Mesmer the satisfaction of kneeling, but the drug’s hooks proved too great and Talbot ached with the need for another fix. He fell to his knees. Mesmer gave an evil chuckle and held the brown bottle up to Talbot’s nostril.
The second hit was even better than the first. Talbot could feel the drug coursing through his entire body. Every nerve in his body seemed to be alive with pleasure.
“That’s the second hit. Your whole body probably feels like it is on fire with desire. One more hit and we can put an end to this nasty bit of business, Patrick.”
“Yes, more,” Talbot moaned.
“For all the trouble you almost caused me, I think you’re going to have to earn that final hit,” Mesmer said.
“Anything,” Talbot said. His body began to itch from the drug’s withdrawal.
Doctor Mesmer brought his rock-hard dick a mere couple of inches away from Talbot’s face.
“Oh, geez. Not that. Anything but that,” Talbot pleaded.
“You said anything. Suck my cock if you want another hit of Euphoria.”
Talbot paused for what he thought was an eternity, but in actuality was less than 15 seconds. His body began to shake with need and he swallowed the drug lord’s cock in one full swoop.
Mesmer proceeded to fuck Talbot’s throat, marveling in the detective’s sudden willingness to debase himself. Talbot even gagged a few times, but kept his mouth on Mesmer’s log –so great was the need for that final fix.
Mesmer felt his own cum start to churn in his balls, but he had no plans to drop his load down Talbot’s throat. He pulled his cock out.
“Good boy. Take your final hit. You’ve earned it.”
Talbot sat back on his haunches as Mesmer brought the bottle up to his nose. He knew there would be no coming back from this point. One more hit of the drug and he would be enslaved to Doctor Mesmer’s will.
He took the deepest hit yet, heard a PING sound in his head and immediately climaxed, shooting his load right there on the cement floor.
Talbot’s mind was gone, but he didn’t really care. His master led him over to a sling in the corner and he gladly climbed into it. Mesmer offered him another hit of Euphoria which he only too gladly accepted.
As the drug’s effects hit him, Mesmer thrust his cock up Talbot’s virgin ass.
Talbot moaned in pleasure, never breaking his gaze into his Master’s eyes.
