Chloroforming them was easy. He thought that Dave might try something rash, but holding a .45 to the fucker's head while he did it proved to be a more than adequate deterrent. Once they were unconscious he cut off their clothes, gagged them with a ball gag each, and fitted them both with spreader bars to keep their legs apart. Then he needed to do something about Pierre and the car. He had some chains with pulleys to hang the lovebirds up on, but the late French chauffeur had parked underneath them. He got his gloves on to avoid leaving fingerprints. With some effort he managed to get Pierre's corpse into the trunk. Then he drove to the airport and left the vehicle in the long-term park under a false name. He had the fake ID, which checked out fine- airport security was tight these days, but Thomas had worked out everything beforehand.<br/><br/>The airport taxi dropped him off about a 10 minute walk from the garage. When he got back, the lovely couple were still well and truly out for fucking the count. He put the cuffs on and attached them to the chains that hung from the ceiling. And then he used the pulleys to hoist them up. They were now both naked, gagged, hanging from their wrists, legs held open by spreaders. Just for the fun of it he removed Claire's gag. The whore could scream all she fucking wanted for all he cared- this place was soundproofed to fuck. And he waited for them to awaken.<br/>