I want them strapped to a table, naked of course. They don't understand what's going on, they struggle. I gently reassure them. "That's fine. Everything is fine. I'm gonna take good care of you."
I put on latex gloves, gently smiling at them. I start to caress them, touch them, enjoy their soft skin and the reliefs of their body.
Seeing they keep struggling, asking, whimpering, I decide to relax them. "I'm gonna give you something so you'll feel more at ease, okay ?" Of course I don't wait for them to answer and I professionally place an anesthesia mask over their nose and mouth. "Deep breath, struggling is useless. I told you I'll take good care of you."
They are surprised by the claustrophobic feeling of the mask over their face, panting heavily. I keep reassuring them. "Keep breathing, hon'. The gas will make you more at ease, more... Compliant." I smile while they try to fight the sweet smell of the gas. "It's okay, you won't go under. Not now, anyway. Just enough to make you relax."
They give me anxious looks, trying to move their head, but I firmly but gently hold the mask in place, admiring the fog their breath creates on the mask. They start to relax a bit more, whimpering. "That's right. My good boy/girl. Keep breathing, in and out... Let the gas relax you."
I smile at them again, enjoying seeing them under the mask, their breath becoming more relaxed and steady. I caress their half closed eyelids, before securing the mask around their head with a harness. I then kiss them on the forehead. "Now we can start and enjoy ourselves, sweetheart."
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