The Gasmaster part 3 by frglee

Author: FRGLEE
Title: The Gasmaster part 3 by frglee
Date: 10 February 2007

The taxi arrived exactly at 7 on the friday evening and Lo was inside.He asked me if I felt well and had rested up well.I replied I felt perfectly fine.

We were pretty soon inside Gasmaster 'Y's apartment again and this time I was welcomed at the door by my host. Over some green tea,we sat down in a beautiful living room which I had not previously seen. With Lo's help he explained what had been planned this evening .As he was now free over the weekend I would have his undivided attention! Tonight he wished to demonstrate some new equipment he had recently completed making and testing. We were to kit up in rubber and there were some more rubber suits for us to wear over the top.These were rather like black rubber biohazmat suits with heavy rubber boots,wrist collars and a large plastic screen at face level.We were to kit up with a lightweight rebreather system over our rubber undersuits which had a twin hose feed into a fullface gas mask with a large single visor. Then the rubber biohazmat suits were to be donned and zipped up the side sealing us in completely. The rebreather,although originally intended for military stealth diving had been carefully adapted to mix and supply two gases,Nitrous Oxide and Oxygen.These were contained in two 3 litre cylinders inside the plastic housing. A Carbon dioxide scrubber containing sofnalime would remove this unwanted toxic breathing product for around 4 hours and would simply recycle the oxygen and N20 in the breathing mix.This was set to a permanent level of rather less than 50:50 entonox.Walking around would be achieved safely with care but also with attention to the effects of the gas.I was reminded that by concentration I could ameliorate some of the physical effects and that,once acclimatised,I could function fairly normally on low levels of nitrous in my breathing mix,yet it would feel very nice indeed,a little like being a bit drunk.Lo would have a role as dresser,facilitator and safety support but would take no part in the procedings other than that.

My role was to enjoy the novelty of the 'gas suit' and assist the Gasmaster administer to a young Japanese guy who had arrived earlier and was desperate to try gas for the first time.He was into bondage in a big way and had arrived several hours earlier where he had been tightly strapped by Lo into the dental chair with tough green hospital grade rubber straps,quite naked. Lo told me he was very frightened about it all,but very needful as well. It had been made clear to him that there was to be no last minute backing out of the arrangement .He had been shaking with fear as Lo had tightened up the straps and described what was to happen to him.He had been brought to the house by a friend of Gasmaster 'Y's, naked ,blindfolded and tied up in a large wooden box in the back of a Nissan van. The box had been delivered to the apartment as if any other delivery using a hand truck.

Gasmaster 'Y' told me of his own liking for gas as well,not just as an instigator but as a participant.Since he had been a medical student twenty five years previously he had liked gas and had somehow managed to get through medical school to being an anaesthesiologist without his proclivities being detected. A few years ago he had overstepped the balance of reasonable recreational usage and had made himself ill.... and,suitably chastened,had devised rules for himself as to sensible amounts and frequencies of his sessions.....it was somewhat ironic that he treated drug addicts using a substance that he himself was addicted to....but 'Y' kept it very much under control....He also had to be very careful with his contacts as he knew that his senior position made him open to blackmail and gossip.He told guys very little online about his real life and identity but needed a cover story to explain his knowledge and frequently gave people the impression that he was a vet and worked with larger animals!

.He had devised several portable breathing systems over the years that supplied entonox .These he liked to wear to have penetrative sex with men in rubber.He was particularily fond of twin hose set ups but there were several problems with the systems he had so far used.Firstly being open circuit,they wasted gas and discharged it directly into the air.This was not a good idea in an enclosed space as the room would pretty soon fill up with exhaled Nitrous Oxide.Several of the Gasmasters partners were not so much into gas as he and some of his passive partners got off more by the sight and feel of being fucked by a rubber monster with tubes and cylinders rather than being anaesthetised themselves. Nitrous oxide supports combustion quite easily so a spark or a naked flame could have serious consequences in an enclosed space.One great limiting factor was time...there was rarely enough gas without quite heavy cylinders for more than 30 minutes at a time.He had also devised systems using anaesthetc machines to one side of a bed but they needed monitoring and were somewhat cumbersome for the scenes he was into......Gasmaster 'Y' had set his mind to thinking how the recycling and scrubbing action inside an anaesthesia machine might be duplicated.The answer when it came was actually quite simple and relatively inexpensive...converted ex navy rebreathers.

His clinic had been filled with staff who were sympathetic or fellow practitioners of gas play.'Y' paid them well and commanded a great deal of respect from his employees...He put the problem before one of his staff to solve.It was a fairly easy job to a brilliant engineer who worked for him maintaining equipment [This engineer had been sacked from several hospitals for his addiction to gas but had been welcomed by 'Y' into his establishment]

So we went into the small changing room and I got into my cleaned ,polished and shiny full rubber suit.I placed a mask over my shaven head. I watched Gasmaster 'Y' get into his green hospital latex tight rubber suit that covered him completely from toe to fingertip,with anatomic rubber genitals that were carefully designed to be snug and comfortable round his large balls.The end of his rubber sheath was open though and a fat semihard circumcised dick peeked through....I stared as Lo carefully zipped up the backzip,straightening the mask over his face as he did so.The next part of the procedure was to get us into the rebreathers and ensure they were working correctly.The controls were very simple.There were two buttons set into the facemask which when depressed would either circulate pure oxygen or the Nitrous Oxide and oxygen mix,a kind of lean "entonox" at a level the gasmaster had fixed after a lot of careful exoerimentation.These were easily reachable throught the soft rubber of the hazmat suit.

Oxygen was chosen first and I began breathing this as the mask was affixed carefully over my rubber hood.Inside the rebreather casing on my back rubber breathing bags silently inflated and deflated,quivering with each breath.The oxygen would work its way through the box containing the sodalime crystals then it would be inhaled,exhaled and sent back through the loop again,continually purified from the toxic carbon dioxide.A small jet squirted a tiny but precisely measured flow of oxygen into the system to replace that which had been used by the body in the lungs.Nitrous Oxide,when switched on, would also be squirted in in precisely measured amounts into the 'loop'

Gasmaster 'Y' also put on his set up on and started breathing and I stood staring at him.He was a good looking man in or out of rubber but this gear was just so hot.Another little bit of equipment was added,a small microphone attached to the interior of the gasmask and a light earphones clipped over our rubber hoods.The small transmitters were located in pockets in the biohazmat suits which were now around our thighs as we had stepped into the heavy rubber boots of these suits.

"Can you hear me Mr Anderson? " he said quite clearly

"Yes,loud and clear " I said

"That is good,it is all working properly "

Lo pulled up my heavy rubber biohazmat suit up my body and carefully pulled the hood over my head.I was now sealed off completely from the outside world! I breathed the sparkly oxygen slowly and felt warm and excited inside my rubber suits.......My dick had been pretty hard a while now,and the feel of being zipped into this wonderful cool rubber suit over my first suit and the breathing gear was just too cool....I watched Lo complete 'Y's dressing

"Mr Anderson,I wish you now to test the suit gas delivery system.Push the button on the right side of the mask where the hose joins it"

I did so through the soft rubber by the side of the visor and slowly felt my breathing mix change....a slight breathlessness,then a slight euphoria,building up to a wonderful tingling sensation that started with my gums and worked out.I began to flush as well and could feel my dick get very hard.I caught a glance at myself in the mirror and could see it tentpoling out of the loose suit.I grabbed myself and stroked my dick a little.

"Its working...hey its really great,really great" I burbled.The gas seemed very present but was not overwhelming.I deeply inhaled the sweet smelling gas mix and felt my head and body tingle.This was really wonderful.The elation was a little like being drunk.I had played a fair bit with wippits and was always annoyed how quickly the sensation would end....even to the point of racing to do another and another until I became too fumbly to crack open the little cylinders.This was very different...a continuous feeling of pleasure,but not too strong.

"Now I will ask you to be silent unless you are asked something"

" Yes,OK,I understand"....I sucked heavily of the sweet narcotic gas wonderful starfields opened up in front of my eyes

" Now please turn back on the oxygen" and I pressed the switch on the left hand of the mask.Quickly my head began to clear.I liked very much the controllabilty of the gas.I lost all anxiety about breathing it.

Gasmaster 'Y' then checked his gas and switched back over to oxygen after a few breaths as I had done.He turned and walked out of the door asking me to follow him.

In the white tiled room all the lights were dimmed except for one light array over the dental chair.Under it was an incredible sight.There was a young naked asian guy strapped to the dental chair with green rubber double holed thick belts around his chest,waist and thighs.His arms were tightly strapped down to the armrests in three places and his feet were immobilised by straps around the base of the dental chair.He was struggling hard against his bondage,and was quite sweaty.There was a tight rubber band around his neck and the headrest of the chair over a white plastic high neck brace which held his head tightly in position....He was blindfolded still with a thin strip of black rubber around his head over his eyes, but as we walked nearer he heard us and said something in Japanese,I could not really make it out but it sounded like pleading.He repeated it several times,but his entreaties were quite ignored..... 'Y' moved over to the anaesthesia machine and switched a few buttons on carefully examining a display screen through his visors.He then held the black rubber anaesthetic mask in front of him carefully straightening the black corrugated rubber hoses.He lifted it up in front of the victims face .It was time.....

"Switch on your Nitrous Oxide now,we all three will enjoy the gas!"

"He seems to be frightened" I said

"Ah yes they often are the first time,but they always like it in end!"

I did so and watched him do the same The sweet gas came pouring in through the orinasal mask inside my gasmask.The same effects I felt earlier repeated themself and the tingling mixed in with my excitement...Oh this was just sooo cool,so cool...The rubber was pretty good too,I loved the feel of the tight suit being overlaid by the rippling looser suit on top.

"Mr Anderson, you remove the patients blindfold please?"

Carefully if a little clumsily I did so with my rubber gloves that were sealed to the suit. The effect on the young guy was electric.He jumped in his skin and stared with shock.This he was not expecting.His eyes stared madly at the two rubber creatures standing over him...The sight of two rubbermen in heavy gear was too much for him and he started to shake and yell ,He tried to escape again,but Lo had done a very good job with the rubber straps.He was quite immobilised and was going nowhere...... Very quickly and deftly 'Y' held up the mask up for a few seconds in an almost theatrical way,then applied the heavy black rubber cone onto the face of the tightly bound captive. He could not move his head at all and 'Y' positioned himself so he was able to tightly push the heavy black rubber mask into the frightened face of the young guy.I watched intently from just a metre away.He stared at at The Gasmaster then he stared at me imploringly....He was clearly holding his breath trying to avoid inhaling the thick sweet narcotic gas. he yelled again and again into the mask but in doing so had to breathe....

"MMFFFF , ERFFF, sssssuck...hisssss.... MMMMF sssssuck mmmffff.......hissssss."

The guy yelled now more faintly into the mask but there was no way out for him.He strained against his tight bonds but he could not escape.He yelled weakly one last time into the mask but it was already too late and he was visibly weakening as he gulped great lungfulls of the gas into his body...His gas was not diluted like ours. His was full strength,designed for complete deep anaesthesia and had a dash of another anaesthetic agent in it.He struggled a bit more but I could see his eyes rolling.....finally his struggling stopped and he was quiet.His eyes were still open but they saw nothing.....To one side the breathing bags inflated and deflated with a regular pattern.

The mask was removed. I was aware how horny I was and how fascinated and transfixed I had been watching the forced anaesthesia..It reminded me of my first gas experience as a child and how frightened I had been and how remorseless the dentist had been,holding me down and holding the mask so tightly on my face...how I had screamed and yelled and how I had just slipped into sleep..I grabbed hold of my crotch. and watched 'Y' intently.Why had he removed the mask? I didn't understand,but all was to become clear...

"Mr Anderson!" said the radio voice in my ears

"Would you like to induce anaesthesia on the patient?" I said I would like that very much and I was told to wait a few minutes until our 'patient' came round and then follow his instructions.

He passed me the mask and hose.I grasped it and moved round to his position as 'Y' moved away.I could hardly think straight but was very excited,very hard.The 'patient' was beginning to come round again,his eyes shut and opened then shut again....'Y' adjusted a control on the machine.

'I am lowering the gas strength a little so it will take a little longer to put our patient under..."

Our patient was indeed coming round.he was groaning and his eyes opened...he stared at us and started to moan even louder.

"The patient is very noisy...I think you had better administer the gas now" he said.

"Hold the mask over his face in the same position as you saw me do and push down"

I held the mask firmly on his face.More groaning but I was aware he was finally beginning to relax and go with the flow....as for me in my tough thick rubber suits I felt omnipotent and godlike with the power of life and death...I held the mask down very hard....I felt him sink away,but could also see his dick was hard .It stayed like that for the next two hours,even when he was under.....Gasmaster Y watched me and started to jerk off through his suit groaning and panting with the gas. Again he asked me to take the mask away and let the guy come to and again he asked me to gas him. I carefully but firmly applied to the mask,ignoring all the pleading from the half conscious guy under me....I was aware of how beautiful he was...a shock of black hair done in an almost punk style,beautiful deep brown eyes and the cutest of mouths with delicate lips.he was lithe,yet quite muscular and his body was covered in sweat,drips making their way down and over the green rubber straps.He watched me carefully as I administered the gas,seeking out my eyes through the two visors...As he relaxed and breathed in the gas,his eyelids fluttered and I saw his eyes roll....Oddly his hands seemed to continue flexing a while as he sank deeper into the narcotic wonderland...I guess he was dreaming lucidly....

Gasmaster 'Y' had moved a couple of metres away and was watching appreciatively of the tableau in front of him.He stared at me through his mask and I could see the rubber of his suit dancing as he jerked off through the loose thick folds. There was a sudden twitching movement and a huge yell through the earphones as he came. I imagined his cum shooting from his thick stalk and coating the inside of his rubber hazmat suit. Looking at his eyes through the hazmat suit visor I saw a streak of cum shoot up and coat the interior of the screen and splashing a glob onto his gasmask .I breathed deeply and felt the sparkly numb feeling begin to overwhelm me a little and I started to feel floaty.Then a little more oxygen cut into the loop and I returned back to the floor....

After cumming 'Y' stood still and he turned off his nitrous for a while and came over to the machine and took charge of the patient.....I saw him revive the guy with oxygen but as the cute patient came round staring wildly at us he put him under again.In the end the guy did not know whether he was coming or going and I guess he must have been put under some 7 or 8 times. In the meantime I was sucking the gas that was being recycled and recirculated through me and my rebreather again and again....I was slowly building up to cum and when I saw the 'patient' begging to be let free and 'Y' putting him under yet again I could control myself no longer cumming and squirting in my suit......I fell to the floor on my knees in ecstacy gulping down the wonderful gas,floating on a cloud of pleasure and gas euphoria. I realised I was soaking the suit as well with my sweat. 'Y' turned off the machine and removed the mask from the 'patient' and walked over to me.He reached for my mask through the rubber and switched me back onto pure oxygen. Within a few minutes my head began clearing and my breathing reverted to normal. On his knees at my side he held me and hugged me through the rubber.I was very surprised at this,very surprised indeed for 'Y' had seemed so cold and aloof to me previously.

The guy on the chair came round and 'Y' walked over.For the last time he held the mask hard against his face,but this time was on a much weaker mix...the guy started groaning into the mask....The gasmaster then started stroking him all over with his other hand,paying special attention to his dick sticking hard from his crotch under one of the rubber belts....the 'patient' yelled and gasped.....'Y' grabbed his stiff little dick and jerked it about 20 times still holding the mask over his face and the guy came spurting all over 'Y's black rubber suit,grunting joyously into the mask and sucking up the gas greedily,all fear over..

'Y' then helped me up and we walked back into the changing room.Lo helped us out of the suits and into the showers.A while later,unseen by us, a delivery truck picked up a heavy wooden box from the apartment and drove away. Later on,after a wonderful meal together and some saki, we talked as if old friends.I began to see that 'Y' was a most charming and charismatic man and I found myself being very attracted to him......That night I slept with my Gasmaster .I had passed another test and I had his respect.