PT 1 - ABDUCTION Jill Hansen's pager began to vibrate across the hotel nightstand. She hopped from the bathroom one leg in her black silk panties and grabbed the pager. She looked at the number than finished dressing. Senator Adam Jackson paced back and forth across the room. The hotel room door opened and the secret service agent announced. "Ms. Hansen is here sir." Jill walked into the room carrying her briefcase, which contained the senator's speech, flashing a smile to the agent as she walked by. "Where have you been, I'm on in twenty minutes" "Don't worry!" she said calmly as she pulled his speech out of the briefcase, "I've made the changes you wanted" The senator stood by the table looking over the speech, practicing the words silently. "This is really nice work"; he said placing the speech on the table. "Now what can we do to relax for twenty minutes?" He walked up behind her nuzzling his chin on her shoulder. Jill shuddered; glad she was facing away from him so that he couldn't see her look of disgust. "One more time" she thought to herself, not that the senator was hideous to look at, but the man was a pig and it was about time someone did something about his behavior. Downstairs behind the kitchen a white full sized van backed into the loading dock. "Cindy's Linen Service" on the side. A blonde woman got out of the driver's side, opened up the side door and grabbed a huge pile of linen. She struggled to carry it towards the door and kept dropping pieces, finally the whole pile fell onto the oily dock and with a frustrated sigh, she began to pick up the pieces. The two Secret Service agents walked over to her, the agent on the left reported into his hand that they were leaving their post. "Ma'am, you can't leave this van here, this is a restricted area" Almost in tears, she answered "Well why don't you give me a hand then." She picked up some linen and draped it over his arms. She picked up some more until she had both agents loaded up with linen. "Oh, I almost forgot" she walked to the back doors of the van. She opened both doors and grabbed the respirator that was hanging on the back of the door and clasped it over her nose and mouth. Almost simultaneously three girls in black rubber catsuits and respirators blasted the agents with pale blue gas. The agent on the right dropped instantly to the floor, but the other one managed to get his hands free he was reaching for his gun when the tall red head blasted him with another dose. Cindy removed her uniform to reveal the same skin-tight black rubber catsuit that the others were wearing. The red head handed her a small metal canister while the two brunettes dragged the sleeping agents out of sight and tied them up. The red head and the two brunettes each had a large tank strapped to their backs looking almost like a SCUBA tank with a hose connected to a long handle resembling a flame-thrower. Cindy removed her respirator and exchanged a devilish smile with the rest of the girls, "It's nap time" She placed the respirator back on and walked towards the door. This was her favorite part she thought as she began to tingle all over. Senator Jackson had Jill pushed up against the wall. His hands were exploring every gorgeous curve of her body as he kissed her neck. He had her satin dress pushed up around her waist and his other had down her panties. His head was buried in her chest as she focussed on the opposite wall. She made the appropriate noises and gestures to make him feel as though this was pleasant for her. She had gotten pretty good at that part over the last few years. "I want you on top" He said, as he pulled her back towards the bed. "Anything you want Senator" she said in a huffy voice. She reached down with her hand and began massaging the bulge in his pants all the while walking the senator back towards the bed. She flung her arms outward pushing him backwards. He fell onto the bed and she straddled him, rhythmically grinding on him as she removed his shirt. She worked her way down, pulling his swollen cock out of his pants. She paused. "Adam" She cooed. "Yes" Her smile faded "We don't have any protection" "What" suddenly snapping out of his frenzy "I won't jeopardize your career by doing something stupid" "Come on Jill" She was still straddling him and his cock was throbbing waiting for action. She took her forefinger and pressed it against his forehead. "Think with this head for a moment. Maybe I have something in my purse" The senator banged his head up and down on the bed with a frustrated yell. The swinging kitchen doors flung open and Cindy walked calmly through the kitchen, followed by the other three girls. The red head depressed the trigger on her wand and began spraying down the kitchen. The brunettes followed suit. The pale blue gas began billowing through the kitchen as the girls swung the wands from side to side. The kitchen staff fell in place. One of the chefs burned himself as he slumped onto the grill. The red head pulled him off and continued spraying until no one was moving. Cindy, tossing her respirator aside, continued to walk purposefully towards what she was after. Simon, The Head of Room Service peeked out of his office to see what was happening; at about the same time Cindy rounded the corner. She took the canister off her belt hiding it behind her back. Simon stared, his eyes wandering up and down the full length of her catsuit. As his eyes returned to her gaze, he heard two quick hisses. "Sleep" she said coldly She grabbed him and eased him back into his office chair. She quickly found the Room Chart on his desk. She removed his uniform and oddly enough, it fit nicely over her catsuit. She walked back through the kitchen, stepping over the unconscious bodies. A blue mist still crawled along the floor. The girls had removed their respirators and one of the brunettes had changed into a formal evening gown. "Everything ready?" Cindy asked. "Were actually two minutes ahead" The brunette replied pushing a room service cart towards her. The cart was actually longer than a normal room service cart but no one would notice. "Good" Cindy smiled again and turned to the brunette in the formal gown, "Phase Two, Jenna." Jenna walked down the hallway and headed for the elevators. Jenna wore a dark blue evening gown with low back, sheer hose, high heels and an expensive blue pendant around her neck. She pressed the call button on the elevator and waited for it to arrive smiling at the banquet guests as she waited. There was only one elevator in this hotel so the wait took about two minutes. The operator opened the folding wire door of the ancient elevator. "What floor please?" the awkward nineteen-year-old asked. "Seventeen" Jenna responded moving a little closer to him. She could see that he was flustered and trying desperately not stare at her cleavage. "Ma'am", clearing his throat, "Ma'am, seventeen is a private floor. I can't..." "That's OK dear", said interrupting, "You won't even remember that you took me there." She leaned into him and turned her head. Her pendant hissed softly. He began to cough and try to push her away, but she pushed back harder. "Don't fight it, it feels good, just go to sleep", she purred "Sleeeep" She felt him go limp and she lowered him to the floor and whispered into his ear "Remember nothing." She pushed "17" and dialed her cell phone. After a minute of rustling through her purse, Jill pulled out a condom in a blue wrapper. "You're in luck!" she said as she waved the condom. "Shall I put this on for you Senator Jackson?" He nodded vigorously. She looked down to see that he gone a little limp. She smiled at him and then began to lick his cock with her tongue. It straightened up instantly. She unwrapped the condom and began to unroll it. He thought it was strange that the lubrication was on the inside, but didn't think any more of it. She straddled him again letting her breasts hang in his face then slid her panties aside and eased down onto him. He let out a groan of relief as she started to slide up and down slowly. The freight elevator opened and Cindy pushed the cart down towards the room. She met Jenna at the hallway intersection. Cindy tossed her a duffel bag. Jenna let the evening gown slip off her and squeezed herself back on into her comfortable rubber catsuit. "Wait here." Cindy said with a smile. The wheels squeaked as they rolled down the hall. Cindy pushed the cart up to the two Secret Service agents guarding the door. "Room Service for Senator Jackson" She said waiting for the agents to inspect the cart. She knew the protocol very well. They had been planning this for a year. The first agent moved his hand towards the plate cover. Cindy picked up a cloth napkin and held it to her face, while he opened the cover. The odor hit the agents, rolling their eyes up into their heads. The agent on the right dropped to his knees and fell at her feet. She picked up the plate and pushed it closer to the other agent. "Sweet Dreams" she said muffled through the napkin. The second agent collapsed. She put the lid back on the container and signaled Jenna. The two girls waited patiently by the door becoming aroused as they listened to the noises from the room. Jill was in a rhythm now, moaning loudly. The senator was well on his way to the most intense experience he'd ever had…Wait, something was wrong. She felt his hesitation and smiled, talking like she was talking to a six-month-old infant. "What's wrong Senator? Did I give you a sleepy condom?" She didn't break her rhythm at all, bringing him closer and closer. He tried to muster up a sentence, but all he could get out was a grunt. She continued to moan, now thoroughly enjoying her dominance over him. His eyes were blurring, but he was determined to cum before he passed out. Sensing his intentions, she backed off. "Now senator, we can't have that. We need you horny" He jerked his head in one last attempt to fight. She raised up and slowly slid back down his cock cooing "Sleep." His body went limp. The hotel room door opened and Jill poked her head out. She was dressed only in her panties. The girls followed her into the room, stepping over the sleeping agents. The Senator was unconscious on the bed still erect and the pale blue condom protruding into the air. As Jill began to get dressed, Cindy and Jenna lifted the senator onto the cart and covered him up. Jenna tuned to Jill. "Good Work" then began to push the cart back towards the freight elevator. Cindy turned to Jill. "Are you Ready? You know its necessary make this look believable." "I know. I'll meet you at the rendezvous point." Jill walked over to the table where the Senator's speech was laying and sat down. Cindy walked over to her, held the canister up to her face. The pale blue gas wafting into her face as she slumped over onto the table.