Gas part 1

Author: FRGLEE
Title: Gas by frglee
Date: 08 September 2007

Gas....it'd been so long since I had breathed air I had forgotton what it was like to feel normal.I was either half doped up from Nitrous or one of the other dozen gases they plied me with or with a head sparkling from pure oxygen.I'd even had some punishment gases that made me choke and panic...one I highly suspected being CO2 laden which was extremely unpleasant,even for the few seconds I had inhaled it.Sometimes the gases smelt of chemicals,perhaps ether or chloroform,I didn't know. Some were heavy and sweet and I certainly knew the feel and taste of Nitrous Oxide well enough..

I lived in a chamber like a prison cell.White tiled walls,a metal door with an airlock behind... and a mirrored glass window set into one side.There was also a video screen set into another wall set behind some kind of unbreakable glass.I knew it was unbreakable as I had thrown a chair at it in frustration on my second day here.For doing so I was punished.I found the air in the chamber getting clammy and hard to breathe.I fell to my knees choking beginning to pass out.Very quickly oxygen was pumped into the chamber reviving me.This was done in about 6 cycles over 2 hours.It was very unpleasant.I knew I was being watched through the mirrored window and I stared imploringly at my own reflection,hoping to evince a reaction..I begged and pleaded but no response.....There was a bed in one corner,a sink and a toilet with a shower overhead.There was an exercise cycle and I pretty soon understood that when the light came on above it,I had to exercise.....Sometimes for quite a long period.I was obviously to be kept fit and healthy,like a hamster in a cage.,maybe....additionally there was a metal shelf set into the wall and a chair under it .Food and drink was there waiting for me through a hatch 3 times a day.It was nutritious and healthy fare but not fatty or sugary,I tried to save some food and hit it under my mattress but it was gone the following day....I guess 'they' watched everything carefully.

I had no idea who was behind the mirrored glass window but sometimes heard faint voices over the ventilation fans.I had no idea how I had even got there and even where there was.One night I had been walking back from the college gym to my University student hostel when two guys came up behind me and held a cloth over my face with something that smelled like a cleaning fluid and I was out like a light.I had memories of being in the back of a van and someone saying something about him maybe coming round again...and another guy saying to give him another dose...

Then nothing and waking up in the chamber.around 5 m long by 4m wide....an airtight gas chamber capable of being pressurised and even evacuated of air. The chamber seemed to have a permanent chemical smell.Sometimes it became hard to breathe normally and sometimes it felt nice to breathe.Sometimes it even made me feel sexy...There always seemed to be something odd about what he was breathing...sometimes with an odour,sometimes not but thick somehow...once I said something and sounded like Micky Mouse! which made me burst out laughing.... I thought this was helium in the mix I was breathing and it might have been,or it might have been that the chamber was pressurised ....At night I was warned by an flashing light under a sign saying 'sleep' that it was time to sleep,and I would strip from my trackies and get into bed.I knew that if I did not I would be either punished by suffocation or that I would be knocked out by anaesthetic gas where I stood,and fall to the ground. In the early days I had been angry and wanted to escape and tried everything to get out of the cell and had had to be knocked out several times.

Something happened at night.I am not sure but I think I was being fucked whilst unconscious.My ass was often sore in the mornings and there seemed to be a lot of lube in it when I shitted.I had vague memories of being half awake when something black and shiny and wearing a mask and cylinders of some kind like a diver standing over me but little else.Once I tried so hard to rouse myself but I could not move,I was quite paralysed.My naked body was moved about,then there was a weight on top of me and I was sure I was staring into a face mask with rubber hoses quivering before it all disappeared again,like a dream.

I had no idea what time it was either.The video screen was there as a reward for co-operation and just played prerecorded films.Some of the films were rubbersex films and I liked these.I guess my captors had found me through the rubber websites I frequented but I had very little real experience of rubber. I slept when they ordered it but hardly knew if he had slept a whole night or just a few hours.When I laid down on the bed they would slowly gas me in the room with nitrous oxide and I would drift off with the sweet smell of the gas in his nostrils. I liked that gas very much.It felt horny to breathe it. Under the duvet in the bed as the lights dimmed I would have a surrepticious wank facing away from the silvered window hoping no-one could see me.I loved the feel as I came under the influence of the gas,but I knew I only had 10 minutes or so before I would drift off into a narcotic wonderland under the influence. Then I would dream.Some of the stuff I dreamed was very wierd indeed.it was very clourful and clear and I would wake up,amazed by the clarity but confised by the plotlines.

But I was very sure that some nights I was not alone. Whoever was controlling the gas room liked to wake me up sometimes with an oxygen rich environment and a high pitched warbling sound....the strip lights would come on and I would be wide awake,blinking at the white tiled cell wondering what was happening.... One night,maybe two weeks after I arrived, when I awoke,a voice told me to pay attention...I was to open the chest on the far side of the chamber and quickly get dressed in the gear it contained. I also noticed there was a long umbilical pipe consisteing of three tubes,one red,one green and one blue.there was also several wires wound round the tube.It resembled a commercial divers umbilical tube....The pipe came out of the wall where before there had just been a metal plate that I had wondered about.

There was a steel dildo with a wire with a plug. I was told to insert this into my asshole and feed the wire out through the dick ports of the suits I was about to don. There was also a heavy steel cockring with a wire attached which I also put on and another smaller ring that I recognised as a 'sperm stopper' which I squeezed round the back of my glans and inserted the small knob into the top of my dick.A wire with a plug led from this also. I guessed that some electro was to be part of this set up!

There were three suits inside the chest,all in heavyweight bright yellow rubber.The first suit was a catsuit with bootees,gloves and an attached hood and a long rear zip with a heavy rubber strip attached to the zipper so I could zip myself up.There was a round port for my swelling dick with an integral rubber cockring. the suit had been lubricated inside so it slipped on easily though I found getting the air out of the gloves a bit tricky.Pretty soon I was inside the thick yellow suit and my stiff dick reacted to the smell and feel of the suit,which fit pretty damn perfectly.....I guess my captors had plenty of time to measure me up. Inside the hood were two small earphones connected to wires that led out of the suit and to a plug hanging by my side.I had to connect this plug to a socket in the next suit and connect that to the final suit so that my captors could communicate with me.There was also a small neck microphone concealed in the rubber connected to the wiring.

The second suit was also in the bright yellow heavyweight latex but seemed much heavier...I looked at it closely as it felt rather odd and realised that there was an inflator port on one side...It was an inflatable suit! I had seen many pictures of steamed up rubbermen inflated inside these suits but had never had a chance to try one.Again this suit had a rear zip with a pull up band and a port for my dick.Again rubber bootees and integral gloves made sure i was completely enclosed.The hood again had ports for my eyes ,but my nose and mouth were connected inside a thick orinasal mask atttached to the inside of the suit with a tube port so that I could breathe. Again the suit was well lubricated inside so slid on easily and seemed to fit well,perhaps a little on the loose side but I knew once inflated it would feel very tight....very tight indeed. I was quite tired already by the effort of dressing in the rubber and had begun to sweat inside my three heavy latex layers....I briefly stroked my erect dick but the loudspeaker angrily told me to finish the dressing.

The final suit was a rubber copy of a hazmat suit...again all in thick yellow latex except there was a large plastic visor. This suit had heavyweight black rubber boots attached with thick cleated soles and metal shin and toe guards.They felt very heavy indeed as I put my rubbered feet into them. The loudpeaker told me to connect two tubes from the insode of the suit into the inflatable suit.One corrugated hose led to my orinasal mask and clicked into place as I pushed it to my face.I could breathe still,though there was a heavy rubbery smell and a slight resistance to my breathing.I could also hear the respiration reverberate along the tube. the other tube was smaller and plugged into the inlet valve for the inflatable suit on the left hand side above my waist.These tubes connected to ports and connectors on the exterior of the yellow rubber hazmat suit.

A voice reminded me that the wires and their jacks had to be placed into the sockets inside the suit.They were quite hard to insert with my thick gloved hands but finally all the wires were connected and I checked the brathing tube and the suit inflator tubes were firmly attached. A voicetold me to finish dressing in the rubber hazmat suit and I pushed my arms into the sleeves and the heavyweight rubber two finger mitts...then I pushed my masked head into the hood of the suit and zipped up the side. I was now totally sealed off other than for my breathing gas supply. The next thing was to connect the umbilical. This turned out to be surprisingly easy...the plugs were all colour coded and I could feel myself breathing a cool mix of Oxgen with a little Nitrous Oxide . The inflatable suit inside began to fill with air....I felt very constricted.especially around my head.Suddenly there was a tingle in my asshole,around my balls and at the head of my cock... I also heard a crackle and a voice asked me if I could hear him.I replied that I could hear perfectly....I was told to walk around...It was hard and the rubber seemed very heavy and slowed down my movements. I walked round the chamber,the umbilical hose unfurling from the tidy loops by the wall.

"Now we are filling the chamber with Carbon Dioxide"The voice announced. You cannot breathe this gas,as you know.If you try it will be extremely unpleasant for you and I am sure you are quite familiar with that sensation. I was....the punishment gassings had been very unpleasant indeed. This time the gas was 100%...the air in the chamber was completely unbreathable.I was reliant on the air coming in through my umbilical hose.There was no choice...I could not try to rip off my suits ...I was at the complete mercy of the guys in the control room ."Now we are going to send you to sleep.You must be tired after all that hard work donning the suits.You have 10 seconds to make yourself comfortable on the mattress..." I moved slowly over to the mattress and clumsily laid on it,making sure the umbilical was not kinked under me. As soon as i was comfortable I smelt a thick honey like gas enter my orinasal mask...Nitrous Oxide....I breathed steadily and started to feel the world turn grey...then I was out of it. My last thoughts were how nice the tingling around my balls felt.

There was a strange dream with two rubberclad guys with air cylinders walking around me inspecting me and the suits I was wearing....there was an odd sound as spurts something spattered accross my visor,one after another...was it real or a dream?