Tennis Tournament (sequel to Tennis Lesson)

[SVerberghe]

Tennis Tournament

His urges were unstopable now. The first test of the little room he created went absolutely fantastic. He still couldn’t believe how easy it was. Romy had been too shy to argue with him, and after she drank his so-called minerals she was way too far in a haze to realize what was going on.

Julian had a fetish for sedation and anaestesia for as long as he could remember. A sleepy fetish it was called on the internet, he’d soon found out. After his girlfriend had caught him watching some sleepy pictures on his favorite website, she had offered to roleplay once in a while. But six months ago she went to Prague for some theaterclasses, apparently she thought fame and aplausse were more important than him. She wasn’t even a good actress. Romys body had been more limp after he injected her with the paralizing agent than hers ever was. As for him, she could stay in Prague forever. Romy’s eyes showed real daze, real fear, real everything. He had to do it again. The annual club tournament and barbecue held at the end of every season would be the perfect opportunity, and he knew excatly who he wanted to put under this time.

It was a sweltering saturday, all courts were in use. Julian mingled with the spectaters on the second court. There she was, the blond girl with the archly smile, the dimple in her left cheek, and the perfectly rounded breasts. Laura, was her name. Laura. Even her name was pleasant. She was running on the court, she wasn’t as bad as she’d pretended to be, when he taught her the other day. Her blonde hair bound togheter in a jumpy ponytail, her breasts bouncing when she sprinted across the gravel, she had long athletic legs and every once in a while she had to make a strange jump and her pleated skirt would wave up.

Julian was fidgeting with the syringes and the bottle of chloroform in his pockets. Yesterday evening he had decided to make her woozy and dazed at first, but now he was wondering whether it would be more fun to let her breath in the chloroform while she was fully consious. He stared at Laura without seeing the match.

‘Hi,’ Someone poked his arm. It was Romy with her sandy hair and freckles, she gave him a big smile.

‘Good afternoon,’ he said polite. That was a mistake, now he couldn’t seem to lose her. Wherever he went she was always a few yards away looking at him, with her stupid giddy smile. He wanted to find Laura somewhere alone, but not only Romy was forestalling his little plan. Laura was also way too popular, everywhere she went a group of befriended girls went with her, and they were followed by a number of boys trying to hit on them.

The tournament ended, the winners were announced and everybody gathered in the white party tents in front of the canteen. On three large barbecue’s there were skewers, hamburgers and sausages grilling. Plunged in thought he chewed on a piece of chicken.

‘My ankle is hurting again,’ Romy was standing next to him.

‘Your ankle is perfectly fine.’ Julian said, without taking his eyes of of Laura and her friends.

‘I really think you should look at it again,’ Romy said. ‘I think I need another one of those injections.’

Now Julian looked at her. The redheaded girl was fidgeting insecurely with her wristband. He studied her face. She knew those injections would turn her into a limp willing puppet, right? She had to know that. Why then the eager looks?

‘Fine,’ he said, ‘if you fix me Laura, I will give you another one of those shots.’

‘Fix you Laura?’

Julian grabbed Romy by the shoulder and pulled her away from the crowd. From his pocket he produced the little brown bottle. ‘Look,’ he said. ‘This is chloroform. Get Laura somewhere alone, far away from everybody else, then you pour this on a piece of fabric and press it against her face, do you understand?’

She looked at him with a nauseating admiration, and she nodded diligent. The rest of the night he was constantly looking whether Romy and Laura where still here. The chairman of the club came to talk to him, and after that the parents of some young talented boy, and – Yes, Romy and Laura where leaving together, they walked towards the empty courts and dissapeared behind some bushes. Julian rebuffed his current conversational partner and followed the girls. At the back of the courts they jumped over a ditch and went into the forest. He shadowed them, so they wouldn’t know he was there. He watched Romy putting the liquid on her sweatband and pushing it into Lauras face.

A split second he was jealous. Since Laura was alone now, he should have been the one sedating her. But he kept hidden and peeked at the girls from behind a tree. They were fighting now, rolling over the floor, muted screems came from underneath the sweatband. Suddenly Laura had set herself free. Desoriented en swaying she ran even further into the forest. Julian stormed after her, he grabbed her, and twisted her arms behind her back. ‘Go,’ he yelled at Romy. Again the freckled girl squeezed the sweatband over Lauras nose and mouth. Julian couldn’t see her eyes fluttering, but he could feel her kicks getting weaker, she leaned heavy in his arms, untill she finally collapsed.

He lowered her limp body onto the ground. She lied on the roots of a chestnut tree. Julian was bewitched by her powerless limbs. Again and again he lifted an arm or a leg, only to see how quickly it would slam back onto the forest floor. He pushed her top upwards, lifted her into a sitting posistion, her lolling head fell against his shoulder. He undid her bra and freed her breasts. Finally. He had seen their curves so many times through her white tennistop, he had seen them bounce around while she played. But now they were here, they were real, and naked, and for him to do with as he pleased.

Someone sighed and muttered: ‘That was awesome!’

He looked around. Romy! He had totally forgotten about her. There she stood. Her hairs tangled by the fight, flushing, her face had something obsessive. She looked right past him to the sedated girl on the ground.

‘Can I touch her?’ she asked.

Then it hit him. She was just like him. He nodded and stepped back to make room. He watched as she stroke the breasts, cautiously with the tip of one single finger at first, but within a few minutes she lost selfcontrol and started groping and fondling the sleeping girl everywhere with both hands at the same time. Frantically, as if she was scared to have missed a spot. She pressed against the cheeks, poking and softly slapping, as if she just couldn’t believe how totally down and out she was. Laura moaned and started blinking

‘O no, I woke her.’ She looked at him over her shoulder, her face worried for only second, then she saw the sweatband, and pushed it again in Lauras face. Laura was still far too much intoxicated to grasp wat was going on. Docile she breathed, and almost immediatly her eyes rolled back into her head and she was deeply under again.

‘Don’t keep it on her too long,’ Julian said. He pulled Romys hand and the chloroform away from Lauras face. ‘That’s dangerous.’

Romy stood up. ‘You have to teach me,’ she said, ‘I can be your assistant, your partner-in-crime, please!’ She looked at him, with those big begging puppy eyes, it was almost impossible to say no.

‘Well then,’ he said. ‘But there will be a few rules: Rule number one, you don’t talk to anybody about it. Rule number two, for every girl you knock-out, I get to sedate you with a drug of my choosing. Rule number three – ’

‘Deal,’ she yelled. ‘I will do whatever you want.’ She kneeled next to Laura, in awe she played with the limp girl again. Julian came up behind her, from his pocket he had grabbed a syringe, he dabbed the needle into her neck and slowly injected the drug into her body. The paralizing agent spreaded through her limbs and she slumped forward, her face ended right in the middle of Lauras breasts. Julian lifted her and positioned her on the forest ground. Now he had one sleepy puppet and one totally paralized girl, to do with whaterver he wanted. This was going to be an awesome summer.

[CBiscuit]

Love the first victim turning out to be a sleep fetish girl. The sweat band was a nice touch too.