The Gasmaster part 7 by frglee

Author: FRGLEE
Title: The Gasmaster part 7 by frglee
Date: 18 February 2007

I remember coming round quite a while later.I remember as I awoke I was first confused as to why everything felt so tight around me and why my skin seemed to stick to what I was wearing.I opened my eyes and it was still dark.Then the memories came flooding back of the previous night.I was still in bondage in the tank! I could feel I was breathing air now rather than oxygen.It freeflowed gently through the mask…. and my brain was clearing rapidly.I breathed in and sighed deeply….I felt very thirsty and a tad nauseous.I remembered the rubber nipple in my mask and moved my lips inside the orinasal anaesthesia cone and managed to reach it and suck on it…The water seemed sweet after a while and I guessed that glucose or something had been added. I stretched as much as I could in the suit and the speakers in my ear crackled once again into life.

“Good Morning.It is now ten thirty and you have been in the tank for 12 hours.I trust you slept well?”

It was Ishimoru’s voice.I replied that I had been dead to the world and had no memory past saying I was sorry to ‘Y’. He told me that the Gasmaster had watched over me until a few hours ago but had to return home and sleep for a while as he had appointments in the afternoon at the Tokyo General Hospital.

“Are you comfortable,Jonathon?’

“Not really,I feel quite cramped in my legs.I also need to shit and I am quite hungry.”

“May I assist immediately? Firstly with the cramps in your legs flex them down hard against the floor then relax.Do this 5 times.” he waited for me.

“Yes its working,the cramp is going” I said

“Right now I am going to flush out your guts with some warm soapy water….just relax and let me help you.The water started flowing and I began to relax myself after an initial discomfort.Soon the water was sucked out of me and this removed the solid material that had been causing the discomfort.The cycle was repeated 4 times over the next 20 minutes and then stopped.

“How does that feel?”

“Better”

“Now I want you to suck more from the nipple.There is a liquid glucose and nutrient mix in there.It will help you recover from the gas last night and also help with your hunger.”

“Are you releasing me soon?” I enquired….I began to wonder why no moves had been made to get me out of the tank.

“Gasmaster ‘Y’ asked me to see if I could persuade you to stay longer inside the suits and the tank,for another 12 hours.If you were not uncomfortable and there were no medical difficulties.He has asked me to explain the research side of all this and how useful it would be to him”

I thought about it for a few minutes I felt guilty about the fuss I had created last night and felt a very real desire to make up for my bad behavior .I could put up with this some more….

“Yes,OK,but you will be here all the time?”

“Of course.’Y’ will be back this evening but I will be with you until then.Lo is also about the place,”

“I will be happy to help some more….maybe I can pay back some of the kindness shown to me”

“Good.’Y’ will be very pleased…. ” and then a pause….Hey, I see you got another hard on….”

My normal morning erection apparently showed very evidently through the thick rubber pants.

“I think you deserve a little reward for your co-operation.”

The stimming started around my dick and I started moaning. Ishimoru was quite an expert with the electrostimming controls and worked both the crotch circuits beautifully,slowly cranking up the juice but demonstrating to me all kinds of different programmes and feelings. There was a wonderful dull hammering going on between my groin and my shaft which made me gasp .At the same time a completely different kneading sensation was passing though between my balls and my corona.the nipple stimming was also a kind of strange twisting feeling which kept going through a repetitive cycle.After a little while both the intensity and the speed of the cycle was turned up. My dick was instantly very stiff. the stimming of my dick was turned right up….I began to feel the tingling that meant I was to cum. It never took me long to cum in the morning. UFFFF! ERRGHH! UFFFFF! YEOWWWW! and the spunk squrted out of me round the side of my catheter tube and yet again there were little shocks as the leaking liquid shorted the electro connections under my rubber pants…

I sank back into the sack and relaxed .I sucked for a while on the sweet fluid in the nipple..I was warm and relaxed.I couldn’t move but for a while this seemed unimportant although soon it became rather an endurance competition.I had experienced overnight bondage before but had never been inside my buddy Gregs leather bodybag for more than 12 hours. I was already well over that time now and all this was new territory.I was also underwater,or ‘undergloop’ and this added a much stronger dimension.There was no gas to be administered today,it was neccessary to flush my system a little bit and breathing pure oxygen for extended periods also caused problems apparently.The addicts were given a fairly heavy mix at first to ensure they were completely unconscious for several days at a time but the mix then had to be reduced until they slept with little more than a light gas and air mix.Injected soporifics also were added.

It was almost strange not being on gas or oxygen but the air was fine and a slight headache earlier had cleared up.I was getting quite cramped at times and told Ishimoru.The exercises seemed to help but Ishimoru was obviously recording everything into the laptop. He mentioned that the outer harness design needed to be rethought and that ‘Y’ probably knew a few guys with expert knowledge of such things in a bondage context!

Ishimoru talked with me as time passed and I was never left alone. Lo was there as well sometimes and watched over me whenever Ishimoru took a break.I actually was able to nap a little in the afternoon as I felt quite tired still…It was warm and quiet,and I was largely dry inside the plastic.The catheter drained my bladder continuously without me noticing ….I knew that everything was still being recorded and notes of all my reactions were being taken.When I woke,Ishimoru took up an hour with a questionaire ‘Y’ had devised and I did my best to be as honest as possible as to my experiences in the tank.From time to time I felt sore from cramps again but usually the muscle flexing exercise worked well. Sometimes it took a while to be effective and I was in some pain.Ishimoru had texted ‘Y’ for advice and was told to administer a mild muscle relaxant which was added to the glucose mix that I drank and things were easier after that.

At around 10 ‘Y’ returned and was overjoyed to see I was still in the tank and that I had been [relatively]comfortable.He congratulated and thanked me,looked at my questionaire answers and asked some additional questions then gave Lo and Ishimoru the signal to remove me from the tank.The chain rattled again.I was lifted up and my helpers toweled down the body bag as it left the goo,disconnected the wires and pipes and I was winched over and onto the floor from where I had started 24 hours previously.The harness was undone and I began to move my arms and legs again.The outer suit was removed,the rubber shorts with pipes and wiring taken off and then I was helped out of the now rather slimy hoodmask and my plastic suit which was quite wet inside from my sweat.Finally the electrodes and stimming toys were removed.I stood up naked and was handed a large white towel.

“Excellent,really excellent” Said ‘Y’ grinning from ear to ear. “It worked better than anticipated”

He reached for me,shook my hand and then hugged me.He was wearing a normal suit as he had come straight back from his work where he had been delayed by an emergency.He walked me over to the showers talking with me all the way. There was food cooked again by Lo in Ishimoru’s apartment and we 4 all ate and drank together together until the early hours talking and laughing. That night all four of us slept together in Ishimorus bed which,being a kind of mattress on the floor,was easily extendible.The four of us were wrapped together closely and slept deeply through the night.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

The following morning Lo drove ‘Y’ back into Tokyo and I was to spend the day with Ishimoru. I was quite attracted to this tall,rather well built Japanese guy in his mid thirties…he was nearly as tall as I and rather more thickset.I could see he was strong and he told me that he used to play Rugby a fair bit. Ishimoru was a medical doctor,although he never used his title.He had specialised in anaesthesiology after several years as a community clinic doctor and then a spell working for one of the Tokyo hospitals In ER. He then decided to retrain in anaesthiology as it interested him rather more than sewing up kids who had fallen off their motorbikes. .After meeting ‘Y’ 7 years back he was introduced to rather more fun ways of using his knowledge,but had embraced this.It was if a key to a box had been given him.He had been very unsure as to his sexuality and discovered he was gay only in his late twenties.He enjoyed lycra a great deal but also plastic,pvc and rubber.I was shown his wardrobe in his apartment and it was chock full or interesting gear,including my favorite..his green rubber medical gear.I said how great I thought it looked on him.

When I mentioned this he smiled,and asked me if I would like to see him kitted out in this again….with ‘Y’s permission I was to be allowed to enjoy a gas session with Ishimoru that afternoon if I wished it.This was to be a reward for yesterdays endeavours.Sadly “Y’ was a very busy man and it was not possible for him to take the time off to be with me as much as he had wished. I was to return to his apartment that evening where we were to have dinner together at 8.Until then we could play!

It was a great pleasure helping Ishimoru into the suit and polishing him with the silicone spray. I was then led to the main theatre in the clinic which I had not yet seen. It was white tiled again and had a large table in the centre of the room made of shiny chrome and black pvc coverings.Various cabinets, equipment racks and benches stood by the table as well as a very large anaesthesia machine .Ishimoru informed me it was one of the very latest designs and had been paid for by the Ministry of Health.In actuality it had not been used very much.There were rarely more than 6 addicts being treated with the machines at any one time and it was felt easier to do this with smaller set ups in private rooms rather than in theatre.This machine was used sometimes when addicts with cardiovascular problems had to be treated as it was far safer and had many additional features. The machine itself had several computer screens and even a keyboard.It was plugged by hoses into the wall but there were also three smaller bottles of different colours under the main panel.A pair of transparent plastic hoses snaked out of the side of the machine and two large semi transparent rubber breathing bags were connected onto a swinging arm connected to the main unit. I looked at all this technology with amazement.My dick started getting hard too as I imagined struggling young addicts being strapped down here and forcibly gassed. Ishimoru noticed my interest.

“So you want a ride do you? said Ishimoru jokingly.

“Sure!”

“Strip off and lie on the table!” he said taking charge of the situation.He turned on the console and booted up the computer screen then plugged in a sensor…He passed it to me “Clip it to your ear as before” I did so and finally got out of my shorts and lay on the cool pvc surface of the table. he held the transparent mask to his face and inhaled a few times..

.”mmmmffff this is the best part of my job” he said,smiling madly ” It is neccessary to strap you to the table,Jonathon.Many guys dream lucidly when under and they flail their arms and legs.Sometimes people behave in a crazy manner…they even try to escape the table! There are wrist straps and three straps over your body and another one around your ankles.” Ishimoru did them up one by one and made sure they were tight.As he leaned over me I could smell his warm rubbered body close to me.A friendly smell like chocolate and baby powder with a musky background.I noticed that he was sweating a fair bit.It was warm today in the clinic.The air conditioning was not working as the engineers had switched it off during the renovations.I was pretty comfortable under the nylon straps on the table.With some effort I might have been able to escape….but who wanted to escape? I had about the sexiest guy I could imagine tending to me!

Strapped down, the mask was then placed over my face and strapped into place with a plastic Clausens Harness,Ishimoru ruffling the stubble beginning to appear on my head….My dick began to get very hard and Ishimoru played with that briefly in his rubbered hands…”I think you like this game! ” he said .I laughed.This was all very different to my forced bondage sessions followed by forced anaesthesia.I was still bound and I was still to be gassed but this time it was more like two guys just having a bit of fun.I felt completely relaxed,but if I’d known what was about to happen I would not have been so sanguine. Ishimoru was getting really excited as this was the first time he had been allowed to play alone with the clinics equipment and he had several fantasies he wanted to explore.Turned out this was to be more a session for his pleasure rather than my own.

I was surprised at how quickly the gas grew stronger.It was entonox immediately then was notched up straightaway to a very high dose…I sucked in the gas and could feel all the wonderful effects…I began to drift away on a cloud but tried to tell Ishimoru that it was too strong,too quick.Within two minutes I began to sink away,hearing that familiar roaring and getting visual disturbances …under the mask I pleaded with Ishimoru not to knock me out….He stood over me watching the gas pour into me and turning sometimes to check the screens.I concentrated on his face as I sank further into narcotic seas and that was that,I seemed to pass out for a bit.

The strangest memory next of being able to see a blurry scene.almost like being underwater.My legs were visible and right in the centre of my field of view was a green rubber head and shoulders and some kind of latex face mask.I could feel my vision jumping as if I were being repeatedly pushed.I could not actually feel much.Oddly I could hear noises but they were distorted.There seemed to be some shouting in Japanese,some phrases again and again.again this tug tug tug feeling…Ishimoru was fucking me! I was completely under and Ishimoru was fucking my ass on the table!

I groaned and began to regain consciousness again. I saw an arm reach over me,and Ishimoru turning a dial on the machine beside us…then a great draft of the thick sweet warm gas as he squeezed the rebreather bag by the table.Immediately I began to sink back again into total narcosis as the gas overwhelmed me..my last memories being more thrusting and banging into me….

A little while later I began to come round again.I was still tied to the table but this time Ishimoru was sitting over my chest and I could see his thick but compact stalk being jerked off in front of my face.The tang of oxygen in my mix was very apparent as the nitrous oxide began to be flushed from the system.I tried to move but my legs were tied down again and the straps over the rest of my body were pretty tight.I could see him wanking his uncut dick in front of me…he was shouting in Japanese something then a spray over my face SPLATTTT and over the mask SPLATT !SPLATT!.Some of his cum even sprayed onto my head…..I was wondering what was going on….then more gas again…I tried to escape…. I tried to resist…. I tried to shout.. but half a minute later I was out again. The next memory was very strange.I seemed to be bent over the operating table with my hands legs and body all tied down to the frame. I still had the mask on and the mix seemed pretty heavy so my vision was blurry.There was no sign of Ishimoru.I seemed to be on my own ….Again I tried to get free,but nothing.I was too weak with the gas to do anything very much. Suddenly I saw him but he was no longer in green.He was in black rubber in some kind of military uniform with breeches and tunic and high tight rubber riding boots.He had some kind of cap on his head and through my blurred vision I could make out some kind of anatomical mask.In his hand he held a long riding crop..

He walked over to me swishing the air with the crop.He knelt down in front of me and said something I did not understand….Then in my semi conscious mind I noticed he had gone again.There was a sudden crash WAPPPP! and I felt the crop on my upturned buttocks.It kind of hurt but not excessively so.And again WHAPPP!….and again WHAPPITY WHAP! and I could hear more shouting at me.I began to get frightened but the gas was still very strong and I could not think straight.I knew I was powerless to resist though and groaned…what had I let myself in for…I had no idea that Ishimoru was so into heavy stuff…all I could do was take this punishment and hope it would not last long. WHAPPP! WHAPPP! THWOTTT!…the beating continued…I could feel it hurting but I almost didn’t seem to care…I could see my breathing bags going in and out quickly now as I panted with anxiety…then more gas..more beating….. I could hardly feel what I knew must be happening to my upturned rump…Then it stopped and Ishimoru walked around to my front.Again,he got his dick out and started jerking off over me.He came quite quickly and dumped his cum on my shaven head.Immediately there followed a stream of dark piss and this ran down my face over the anaesthesia mask.I looked up and saw him adjust the machine again,squeeze a rebreather bag and I was swiftly despatched to sleep..

The last part of the gas scene was completely at odds to the rest.I awoke on the bench breathing oxygen.Ishimoru was kneeling over my bound body,completely naked this time licking and sucking my dick and balls.I could see his head with its thick black hair pumping up and down.He licked and sucked and within a very short time I was rock hard.I love being made to cum in bondage,I love pushing against the bonds..He was pretty good at this and worked my dick with a lot of effort and devotion.I sank back onto the table as the tickling feeling built up and suddenly I was there shooting and shooting my hot ejaculate into his thirsty hot sucking mouth.He unstrapped me,removed the mask and we lay together,both naked on the operating table.He held me hard,hugging and stroking me.He then started to look really miserable as if he was about to weep.

” I am sorry.I could not control myself.I wanted you so much…please forgive me,please forgive me Jonathon….I would not have harmed you…I was watching your gas and your body signs all the time.I never fucked a guy who was under gas…I have wanted to do so for years…it has eaten me up….’Y’ has done this to me several times but I never did it to anyone else….

“Sshh…it is nothing,Ishimoru.I was frightened a little while but I realised that I trusted you and all would be OK…… I was not hurt or harmed.I will never forget the feeling of being fucked whilst gassed…as for being whipped it was a new experience that I have been wanting to try.I loved watching you come on me…Twice! you pig! ” We laughed

“Just one thing…what were you shouting at me?” I asked…

“Oh nasty stuff…untranslatable….”He smiled

“I’ll tell you one day but not now! ” hey! its nearly seven…we had better be getting you dressed and in the taxi back to Tokyo.”