Emma institutionalized 4 (5)

(repost)

If Emma would have had any clue whatsoever, she might honestly have backed out of it! But it was Maureen she’d been making plans with. And after all… she trusted Maureen!

Or so she thought…

The plan had been for her to dress all slutty and walk the streets as a lowly prostitute early Saturday evening. Then Maureen would come along, pick her up and take her to a motel room for the night where things would naturally get “out of hand”. Her friend always had a way of pulling something deliciously unexpected on her and her coy attitude promised this time was going to be no different.

“So will my chink bitch be ready for Saturday?” Maureen asked her on Thursday, a wicked grin on her face. Emma trembled excitedly as she said she would find something appropriate for the occasion, some outfit she figured would drive Maureen crazy.

Emma could hardly wait until Saturday afternoon. But the day finally arrived. At 4pm that afternoon she dressed up in her sluttiest attire that was sure to leave Maureen breathless and agitated, an outfit complete with her traditional knee-high black boots. Then she took the bus down to the agreed-upon location to wait for Maureen to come get her.

As she waited patiently she got more than her fair share of attention on the street along with the rest of the street walkers. Maureen was late and a couple of cars actually pulled up, the clients whistling at her and waving her over, much to the annoyance of the other hookers. Naturally she felt obligated to go over and talk to them, even though it was probably not the smartest idea in the world.

She got a couple of tempting offers and it was all she could do to politely turn the guys away. She found herself tingling like crazy at the thought that one of them might pull a gun on her and kidnap her, forcing her to go along with him. Thankfully none of them pressed the issue and she went back to walking the streets, getting the stink-eye from the other females as she waited nervously for Maureen to arrive.

At one point she heard a couple of them whispering in low tones about what they should do to the new girl. One suggested they ought to take her back into the alley, crack her over the head and leave her in a dumpster, believing the city wouldn’t care about one more missing whore. Emma trembled like mad, deciding that she’d better keep her distance from them and that she’d better keep a sharp eye open for trouble.

Emma was more than a little anxious, feeling all tingly and breathless at the peril she might be in if Maureen didn’t get her ass down there and soon! She was relieved as hell when a familiar vehicle pulled up. She casually walked over to the curb as the passenger side window was rolled down. But she got the shock of her life when she bent over, looked in and saw…

“AMY?? Ohmygawd; what are YOU doing here???” GAWD! This wasn’t at ALL who she’d expected!

“Get in, bitch!” Amy growled ominously. “I see you’re out turning tricks again.”

Emma’s face instantly went beet red. She was mortified, totally embarrassed. She could also see by the look on Amy’s face that she was now in deliciously wicked trouble. Had it not been for the fact that Maureen was supposedly on her way she would have willingly hopped into Amy’s car.

Gawd! What would Amy do if Maureen suddenly showed up right then and there and found out Emma had been having play-dates with her other friend instead of her??

“Uh… I, uh… I’m sort of, uh… waiting for someone, Amy.”

“Well I’d say someone has found you; haven’t they, bitch! Now get in the fucking car!” The handgun that suddenly appeared in Amy’s hand made Emma swallow hard.

Ohgawd! Was that thing REAL???

“I’m sorry, Amy, but I’m sorta…”

“Get IN… the FUCKING… CAR!”

Trembling like crazy, her pussy feeling like it was about to erupt in an explosion of erotica at any moment, Emma reluctantly crawled into the front seat next to Amy. But her friend did not seem the least bit interested in the aroused look in her anxious face like she normally did. Gawd; what was going on here??

Amy pulled away from the curb, keeping the gun handy as Emma trembled uncontrollably. She looked at her friend in utter shock, trying to fathom what on earth might be going on… and how she was going to get word back to Maureen! Then a thought came to her…

Had Maureen actually set this whole thing up??!! It didn’t seem likely. Gawd; what the fuck was she DOING, getting into Amy’s car like this??

They rode in silence for the longest time, Emma nervously eyeing the gun in Amy’s lap. At one point she instinctively tried to inch her hand toward it. “I wouldn’t if I were you, bitch!” Amy warned. “…not unless you want your brains splattered all over that side of the fucking car!” Emma inhaled sharply and sat still for the remainder of the trip, trembling like mad, unwilling to call her friend’s bluff.

Amy drove in a direction totally foreign to Emma. The poor thing simply could not keep from shivering erotically, wondering what the hell was in store for her. Eventually they pulled into a long driveway and drove up to the door of a structure that looked disturbingly like an old, recently remodeled sanitarium. Emma was shocked when she saw who came out to greet them…

OHMYGAWD!!! KELLY???

Her former friend and playmate was all dressed up in a nurse’s outfit. But the material seemed off, almost as though it might look more appropriate on a lingerie model. She was wearing white fishnet stockings with white garters along with a set of white high-heeled shoes. The only thing that seemed appropriate was the nurse’s cap on her head with the bright red cross on it.

“Is this the one?” the young woman asked Amy as she opened the passenger side door. In an instant Emma recognized the voice. It was definitely Kelly all right; that and her black hair gave her away! As her former friend reached in and grabbed an arm Emma resisted, pulling back.

“That’s the one,” Amy said, all business-like. “I caught her out on the street doing tricks again.”

“We’ll take good care of her then,” the woman Emma knew as Kelly responded, pulling sternly on her arm.

“Amy?” Emma gasped as Kelly pulled her out of the car. “Amy; what’s going on?”

“Doing with you what I should have done with you a long time ago, bitch!” she said angrily. “Now you’re going to get professional help!” Emma’s eyes went wide in horror.

“Amy?? You’re JOKING!!”

“Do I look like I’m fucking joking to you?”

“Come along, young lady!” Kelly insisted, pulling on her arm while acting as though she had no clue who she was taking inside. “You’re coming with me!”

“AMY???” Emma gasped in shock. “What the fuck are you DOING??? Don’t let them TAKE ME???” In an instant she began to struggle violently.

“I need some help out here!” Kelly called out as she tried to keep Emma in her grasp.

As if anticipating they would be needed two blondes instantly came out in similar attire: white fish-net stockings with white garters; white high-heeled shoes and white caps with that familiar red cross on them. But the nurse’s outfits still did not seem quite up to code, almost as if they’d been bought out of a lingerie costume shop just like Kelly’s. The two young women quickly grabbed onto a struggling Emma, instantly subduing her.

“Take good care of the fucking whore!” Amy stated angrily. Then she looked right into Emma’s startled face. “Let this be the LAST TIME I catch you pimping yourself out on the street, you little slut!”

“AMY???” Emma gasped in horror and at that moment she decided it was time to lay her cards on the table. The whole thing felt like it was getting way out of hand.

“I was on that street waiting for Maureen, Amy!” she cried out as they started dragging her toward the door. “You gotta believe me!”

“Sure you were, miss,” Kelly told her in a patronizing manner. Then she looked back at the car, hollering out, “WE’LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER, MA’AM!”

“YOU DO THAT!” Amy hollered back. “SEE YOU LATER, WHORE!”

“BUT YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!” Emma screamed out into the air. “AMY; I WAS WAITING FOR MAUREEN! IT’S THE GAWD’S HONEST TRUTH! DON’T DO THIS TO ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME! MAUREEN’S GONNA WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!”

“Whatever, whore!” Amy called out with a wave of her hand as if she didn’t believe a word of it.

“AAYYY – MEEEEE!” Emma’s cry was cut off as the front door closed on her. She had a humiliating orgasm as she was dragged into the foyer. When it finally faded she found her voice.

“You bitches can’t DO this to me!” she cried out at the three of them. But at five feet nothing she was no match for any of them, especially now that an orgasm had just stolen some of her fighting strength.

“Now you just calm down, miss,” Kelly told her, still acting as though she didn’t know her.

“You’re gonna fucking PAY for this!” Emma yelled at them all, her heart hammering in her throat. “You’re making a fucking mistake and you’re all gonna PAY!

“Where’s that damn straight jacket?” Kelly demanded loudly. Emma’s eyes went wide with fright.

“LET ME GO!” she yelled, trying in vain to break free. “LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING WHORES, OR I’LL CALL THE COPS ON THE LOT OF YOU!”

“But you don’t GET a phone call in here!” Kelly snarled at her. “This ain’t no fucking PRISON, you stupid whore! You’re sick in the fucking head and we’re going to fix you right up!”

Another blonde in the exact same attire came scurrying out with a straight jacket. Kelly snatched it from her before giving Emma a wicked glare. “Get her out of those fucking clothes!” she demanded and the girls quickly went to work on her.

“GET OFF ME!” Emma yelled as they ganged up on her. They began stripping her out of her attire, leaving only a meager pair of damp panties on her body. She was embarrassingly wet and several of them commented on how horny the fucking bitch seemed to be, touching her and groping her shamefully.

She was powerless to stop them from tying her down inside the straight jacket. She yelled and screamed but it did her no good as she was secured into the confining garment. As they held her down and finished cinching her down in the damned thing, her pussy went off again, overwhelming her in a second wave of erotica.

Emma lay there panting heavily, looking weak and drugged. The four girls looked down at her with strange looks of lust on their faces. That’s when she knew they knew she’d cum right there in front of them all! She felt her face flush red with humiliation.

“Did you see that?” one of the blondes gasped. “She CAME! Why that fucking little WHORE! She actually CAME!”

“I SAW IT!” another one giggled. “Damn! She’s nothing but a filthy little SLUT! What a HORN-DOG!”

“Oh, she’s going to cum a lot more before we’re through with her, girls.” Kelly smiled ominously at her and Emma shivered in horror, her pussy dripping her excitement down her bare legs. “Now get this bitch down to the therapy pool right away!”

“Yes, ma’am!” one of them replied and the three of them hustled her off down the hall. Emma’s weakened voice echoed back with cries of “GET ME OUT OF THIS, KELLY; YOU HEAR ME? YOU’RE ALL GOING TO BE IN BIG TROUBLE. I WANT TO MAKE A PHONE CALL! LET GO OF ME, YOU FUCKING WHORES! I GET TO MAKE A FUCKING PHONE CALL!”

They marched her down a hall, Emma cursing them the whole time until they led her into some sort of room with a collection of gym equipment. But they didn’t stop there. Instead they took her straight through another door on the opposite wall until she entered a room with an indoor pool.

Uh – oh…

“Stand her right there on the edge, girls!” a familiar voice ordered. As they marched her to the edge of the pool Emma turned to see who’d spoken.

Standing there watching them bring her in while wearing the exact same garb was yet another blonde-haired nurse, one Emma was more than a little familiar with. The young woman’s eyes flashed with anticipation as the girls turned and left, leaving Emma alone with someone she knew all too well.

“BETH???” she blurted out in disbelief. “What the hell are YOU doing here??” Emma gasped fearfully, her throbbing pussy on the verge of yet another erotic release.

“I don’t know how you know my name, little girl, but I’m only here for one thing…. and that would be your therapy, bitch!” Beth gave Emma a sadistic smile as she walked right up to the trembling young woman. Emma was totally astonished.

“Let’s get started, shall we?” the nurse suggested. And with a casual push into Emma’s chest she sent the petite young thing tumbling backward into the pool with a splash.

The straight jacket was disturbingly heavy and Emma had to kick hard just to get herself back up to the surface. But Beth was right there waiting for her, kneeling on the tile floor. She lashed out and snagged a handful of hair.

“Hold your breath, bitch!” she ordered. “We’re going to wash that defiance right out of you or one of us is going to drown… and it sure as hell AIN’T going to be me!” Then she was abruptly shoved under.

Emma lost it again and she climaxed hard, caught up in a massive wave of erotica that swept through her body. She burbled weakly, no longer able to kick herself up to the surface. Beth finally had to pull her up by a handful of hair.

“I surrender!” she sputtered helplessly. “I won’t fight you anymore! Get me out of here!”

“Damn right you won’t fight me anymore!” Beth growled and she was shoved back under where she burbled helplessly. She was brutally dunked over and over again, her times shortening underwater as she grew weaker with each dunking. Then Beth finally pulled her back up, allowing her to gasp weakly.

“Had enough, bitch?”

“Yes,” Emma gasped pitifully. “Please… just get me… out of here! I can’t… hold… my breath… any longer…”

“You’ll damn well hold it for as long as I say,” Beth snarled at her, “or I’ll fucking DROWN your ass, bitch! Accidents happen in this place all the time. I’ll just say you fell into the fucking pool and drowned! No one knew you were in here until it was much too late! Now get your ass back DOWN there!” and she was brutally shoved back under.

GAWD!

Emma shuddered hard as yet another climax slammed into her body. She burbled weakly, her eyes all dazed, firmly believing Beth might just have her ultimate revenge and might hold her under until she drowned! Then she was pulled back up and dragged out of the pool where she lay gasping and sputtering on the tile floor.

Beth went over and picked up a phone. “She’s meek as a kitten now!” she stated to someone on the other end of the line. “Now get someone down here and haul her ass out of my therapy pool!”

In less than two minutes two nurses came in. Emma was stood up and dragged away. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Beth sadistically licking her lips at her.

Emma was hauled down a hallway and thrown into a padded room with a single bed. “Try to stay out of trouble, you fucking whore!” one of the blondes told her. “We’ll be back for you later.” Then they closed the door on her.

There was a small window in the door and she looked out. But she saw no one looking in on her. Exhausted, she crawled over to the bed and crawled into it, panting heavily and feeling totally humiliated. She couldn’t even move; the damn straight jacket had seen to that! She realized she was in a shitload of trouble!

As she panted weakly, quietly trying to compose herself as she lay there on the single bed, she found herself contemplating how she was going to get word back to Maureen. She couldn’t believe Amy had done this to her! The bitch had actually betrayed her, hauling her ass off to some sort of sanatorium and having her committed or something!

She couldn’t help wondering what other brutal tortures awaited her. But she’d been virtually wiped out by her many orgasms and she needed some rest. In less than five minutes she’d curled up in her straight jacket and had fallen asleep…

“How’s she doing?” Maureen asked.

“The little bitch is sleeping it off,” Kelly answered with a snicker. “Beth gave her a good working over in the therapy pool. Beth smiled sadistically at them when they all looked in her direction.

“You should have seen her fucking face,” she smirked. “I swear I wrung two or three good orgasms out of that slut! I gave her a damn good dunking, that’s for sure!”

“The chink bitch probably deserved it,” Maureen replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she turned to face Amy. “I’m so glad you called when you did. This is MUCH better than what she and I had originally planned. I’ll bet the chink bitch is freaking out down there!” and she pointed down the hall toward her room.

“So what’s next for the little slut?” Amy wanted to know.

“Oh, she’s going to get a thorough examination,” Kelly said matter-of-factly. “… by the entire staff!” she added with a menacing leer.

“Gawd!” Maureen gasped appreciatively. “I wish we could be in there to see it.”

“Help yourself to the window in the door,” Kelly remarked with a twinkle in her eyes…

Emma was brutally awakened by the sudden appearance of seven nurses in her room including Beth and Kelly. “On your feet, whore!” Kelly demanded. She was roughly pulled off her bed as the girls all gathered around her, a couple of them holding onto her.

1a“Take the jacket off, girls!” Kelly demanded and the girls proceeded to pull it off. “Panties too!” Kelly ordered and they started to pull her panties down.

“What the fuck are you going to – AAUUGGHH!” Emma screamed as Kelly pulled her head back by her hair, telling her to shut the fuck up. A moment later they all pulled out a disturbing array of medical instruments. Emma trembled like mad, her pussy screaming at her.

2a“Get the fuck off me – UGH!” In an instant she was on her hands and knees.

Latina nurse named Mika shoved a dildo into her mouth, other medical instruments hovering dangerously close to her. “Looks good in here,” she stated. But the nurse examining her ass with a wicked looking instrument disagreed, saying she might have something contagious up her rectum. That’s when Kelly ordered a private examination.

3aEmma was hustled into a private room where she was gagged and put up on a table. Kelly, Beth and another nurse all wore masks as they examined her. Nasty looking medical instruments were everywhere and she whimpered fearfully. When Kelly said they had to check her pussy for bacteria she couldn’t help herself. Emma orgasmed hard as she got all caught up in a wave of erotica.

4“This pussy is fucking INFECTED!” Kelly exclaimed. “…probably from the bitch’s slutty history. Prepare to operate!” Emma cried out into her gag, wriggling and squirming like crazy.

“Hold her down, girls!” Kelly stated and Emma felt some sort of object placed over and into her pussy. It was enough to cause her to orgasm hard again. “The fucking slut came!” Kelly observed. “Infection removed! Let’s get her back to her room!”

5“Subject’s clean, girls!” Kelly announced when Emma was hauled back into the room. But Emma was certain things were only going to get worse.

They made her straddle the bed where nurse Mika turned her ass toward her. “Better see if that tongue works good!” she stated excitedly.

“Ok, cunt!” Beth announced, raising her hand up. “Get to licking that ass, you filthy fucking whore! We’ve got to see if that tongue has been infected as well!”

“You bitches are insane!” Emma demanded, trembling like mad. She wasn’t about to lick anyone’s ass in this crazy place.

“You’ll do as you’re told!” Kelly told her, “or you’ll find yourself back in the therapy pool! Right, nurse?”

“Damn right!” Beth proclaimed. “You’d better start licking if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise there might be a little, uh… accident in the therapy pool!”

“Just drown the slut and be done with her!” one of the other girls suggested with a wicked smile. Emma nervously brushed her hair back out of the way.

“All right – all right!” she exclaimed. “I’ll do it, ok?”

“Now THAT’S what I’M talking about!” Mika said with a smile. “She’s nothing but a fucking little street-whore!” another added. “She can lick MY ass next!” suggested a third. Emma was soon inundated with requests to lick pussy and ass.

6Fuck you all!” Emma cried out defiantly. She wasn’t about to become anyone’s ass-licking whore, not in this damn place! That’s when Kelly grabbed her hair, yanking her head back.

“Better change your fucking mind in one big hurry, bitch!” she hissed into her ear. “Otherwise Beth won’t be so forgiving next time!”

“Let me have her!” Beth exclaimed. “This time I’ll fucking DROWN the tramp!”

“ALL RIGHT – ALL RIGHT!” Emma gasped, her pussy tingling like mad. “You win! I’ll lick this one pussy right here.”

“You’ll fucking lick them ALL bitch!” Kelly told her and she was dragged off her bed by her hair, yelping and squirming. “Line up against the wall, girls!” she ordered. “This bitch has got some licking to do!”

Poor Emma orgasmed again as she was pulled onto her knees over to the wall. The nurses all lined up, wiggling their asses at her. “Since you keep mouthing off you’ll start with our therapy nurse!” Kelly demanded. “Now LICK HER ASS, YOU FUCKING WHORE!”

One nurse grabbed her by the hair, shoving her head up into Beth’s aromatic ass. “Lick her ‘til she cums, bitch!” Kelly warned, patting Beth’s ass. Otherwise you’ll be going for another swim!” Emma reluctantly stuck her tongue out and began licking and probing.

“Oh, THAT’S the shit!” Beth exclaimed as the other nurses told Emma to make their fellow nurse cum. She was utterly humiliated but she did as she was told.

7Outside the door Amy and Maureen watched gleefully as their little slut was forced to lick every single pussy and ass in the room. Amy was breathing heavily while Maureen was rubbing her crotch through her outfit.

“Think she’s getting off on it?” Amy asked.

“The chink bitch is probably fucking LOVING it!” Maureen admitted. “The fucking little whore LOVES licking pussy, especially when she’s fucking FORCED to!”

At that point the nurse forcing Emma to lick seemed to get angry about something. Both girls watched as she forcefully pulled Emma’s head back by a handful of hair. “Did I say you could fucking SLACK OFF, bitch?” they heard her demand angrily.

“You’re going to fucking LICK every damn cunt and ass in this here room or there’s going to be HELL to pay! You fucking GOT IT? Now make her CUM, damn you!” Emma whimpered but she did as she was told. Amy and Maureen watched with sadistic glee as their slutty little whore was forced to service each and every female.

“I don’t think she’s got a fucking clue WHAT the hell she’s doing!” Beth announced dramatically after Emma had made the last one cum. “I don’t think so either!” another nurse added. “I think there’s something wrong with her fucking mouth!”

“Is something wrong with your mouth, bitch?” Beth demanded of Emma. The poor thing whimpered as she shook her head no.

“I think there is!” Beth proclaimed and she was dragged back onto her bed. “Let’s check that fucking mouth, bitch!” Her mouth was violently pulled open as a vibrator with a clit stimulator was brutally shoved inside. Meanwhile someone else began pinching her tits.

8Emma yelped from the nipple twisting. She was told to lick and suck on the vibrator but she tried to resist. “Somebody shove something up her fucking cunt!” Beth demanded. That’s when Kelly produced a translucent pink rubber dildo which she proceeded to push inside her. Emma shuddered hard as another orgasm was painfully forced out of her body.

8aThe vibrator was turned on and Emma was forced to deep-throat it as it buzzed in her mouth. She squirmed in a futile attempt to resist but they held her down easily.

“I’m told the bitch has a history of sucking cock,” Nurse Mika said thoughtfully. “She shouldn’t have any problems using that slutty mouth and that damn tongue of hers. What do you think could be the problem with this bitch?”

“I think she simply wants a real cock,” Nurse Beth observed. “We have several reports of her having sucked cock like a cheap back-alley whore. She seems to like getting herself into situations where she has to suck cock to keep herself out of trouble.”

“Better get some cocks in here right away then,” Mika suggested. “We’d better find out if those reports are true or not.”

“Right away!” one of the other nurses responded and she turned and walked out of the room.

“We’re going to put that slutty mouth to good use, bitch,” Beth told Emma with a sadistic chuckle. A moment later the door opened and Emma saw the nurse return with…

OHMYGAWD! Her arms were LOADED with dildos and vibrators of all sorts! Emma shuddered hard as they were passed all around.

“We’ve got some ‘cock’ for you now, bitch!” Beth observed dryly. “Let’s see you put this mouth into action now!” Then she pried Emma’s lips apart.

Another nurse helped open her mouth, saying she had just the thing to shove inside. Behind her nurse Mika laughed, waiting with a dildo of her own to shove inside.

9“NO! DON’T – UGH!” Emma’s mouth was pried open and she was forced to suck dildos of all shapes and sizes.

“Suck ‘cock’, bitch!” Kelly demanded with a hearty laugh. “Deep-throat that fucking rod, you filthy little SLUT!” Emma gurgled as it was shoved halfway down her throat.

Out in the hall Maureen had pulled her pants and undergarments down and was furiously frigging herself. Amy stood next to her appreciatively, both of them watching as Emma was forced to deep-throat dildo after rubber dildo.

“Want some help with that, baby?” Amy asked with a sly grin as she reached over and began rubbing Maureen’s dripping cunt.

“Gawd!” Maureen breathed heavily. “That’s so fucking hot watching them torment the little chink bitch!” Amy just giggled at her.

“Then allow me to torment YOU a little, my dear,” she purred as she slipped a couple of fingers inside Maureen’s dripping snatch. The girl moaned softly, her eyes never leaving the squirming oriental inside the room…

“More ‘cock’!” Mika demanded, using her hands to force Emma’s mouth wide open. “The slut needs more ‘cock’!”

“Then more ‘cock’ she shall have,” Beth declared with amusement. Together she and the other nurse forced TWO dildos into Emma’s mouth. “Keep fucking that cunt!” Beth added. Emma came hard again, someone furiously working the dildo in her pussy as they forced two more into her gaping maw.

9aHer mouth was brutalized with ‘cock’ after ‘cock’ as each nurse took a turn. There was much laughter and gaiety; nothing at all like a true therapy session! This was nothing short of a lesbian gangbang pure and simple… and Emma was the star of the show!

After yet another climax Emma simply collapsed from exhaustion. The girls took a break as Nurse Kelly instructed one of the others to go fetch a hypo for the tired little slut. Emma’s eyes went wide in horror.

“Oh don’t worry, you sexy little bitch,” Kelly laughed at her. “This will give you the energy and stamina you’re going to need for what lies ahead.” There was much laughter and Emma moaned helplessly.

The nurse returned and she was given a shot in her rump. After about five minutes or so she felt her strength return… something which the nurses all took note of. “I believe our patient is ready for the next phase of her examination!” Nurse Kelly said proudly. “It’s time to ream that ass or hers!”

OHMYGAWD! Emma eyes went wide in horror and she started shaking her head. They just laughed at her as she was turned around on her back, her ass lifted up in the air.

“Now here’s the deal,” Nurse Beth said with a wicked glint in her eye as she produced a large dildo. “Now you’re going to rub your own pussy while we fuck your ass; you GOT IT?”

“Absolutely!” Nurse Kelly added, flashing a wicked looking black phallus in her face as other nurses grabbed her legs and pulled them apart. “Now start PLAYING with yourself, you little whore!” Emma trembled but she did as she was told.

12aNurse Beth laughed at her as she shoved a flesh-colored dildo into her ass. “Now make yourself cum, bitch!” she giggled. Emma was horrified that she had to participate in such humiliating abuse. But she began rubbing herself, wincing and moaning.

13aThere were hands all over her butt as Nurse Beth fucked her ass. Emma dutifully rubbed herself, her face awash with shame as she was fucked. It was humiliating, and yet it was incredibly erotic! She felt a massive orgasm headed her way!

14a“Please!” Emma gasped. “Stop! I’ll do anything you want!”

“But we want you to fucking CUM!” Beth laughed at her. “Now CUM for us, you fucking little street-whore!”

Emma whimpered as Beth fucked her ass. “Make yourself cum, bitch!” Beth persisted and Emma rubbed herself more aggressively.

15a“CUM FOR US, BITCH!” Beth hollered at her. A moment later Emma came hard as a wave of erotica flushed hotly through her body, soaking her pussy. Other hands joined in and she groaned in agony.

16a“Try this big, black one!” nurse Kelly said with a sadistic laugh.

“Cum for us again like a good, little bitch!” Beth admonished as she helped force the black monster into Emma’s ass. The other nurses moaned erotically as Emma was forced to rub herself again.

17a“FUCK!” Emma screamed as another climax shook her. This one almost felt like an ass-gasm as she cried out in agony. The black dildo shoved up her butt came out wet with her ass juices. She moaned wearily, wondering if the torment would ever end.

18aThey finally stopped long enough to allow Emma to get her breath back. Then they began circling around her slowly, calling her all sorts of filthy names as they reached out to her, grabbing or caressing some part of her wildly tingling body. Emma moaned heavily, her eyes glazed over from her many orgasms, desperately willing her torment to end.

“That’s a slutty little ass you’ve got there, bitch!” Kelly stated. “Get the bitch on her knees so Nurse Beth can fuck that ass!” Emma yelped as they rolled her over and they spread her legs as she half knelt on the bed.

“Perfect!” Beth announced and she grabbed a vibrating dildo. She turned it on and shoved it home. Emma cried out as she was brutally fucked. It wasn’t long until yet another orgasm was torn out of her writhing little body.

19a“That pussy of hers is fucking wet!” another nurse observed. “I’ll bet she wants her pussy fucked like a good little whore.

“Is that right, bitch?” Kelly asked and Emma moaned helplessly. Kelly grinned as she grabbed a flesh-colored strap-on and waved it in front of Emma’s face.

“Will THIS do the trick, bitch?” she laughed sadistically. Emma just shook her head anxiously, her pussy throbbing in fearful anticipation of getting a good hard fucking. Gawd! How the hell had she gotten herself into this mess??!!

Kelly laughed as she strapped it around her waist. Then she slowly made her way behind the tormented Asian, crawling up onto the bed. “Since you like cock I think it’s only fair that we GIVE you cock… just not the way you were probably hoping for, bitch.” There was laughter all around.

“You know how some people wean kids and animals off bad habits by making them overdose?” Kelly explained as she centered her strap-on against Emma’s trembling pussy. “…like making their kids smoke until they puke? Well, we’re going to try and fuck the desire right out of you, bitch!” Emma gasped as the strap-on was shoved inside.

20a“Take it, bitch!” Kelly gasped, thrusting hard. “Take my fucking cock up your juicy twat!” Looking back she could see other nurses with dildos in their hands as they patiently waited their turn. That’s when it got to be too much for her. Emma cried out as yet another orgasm was forced out of her trembling body.

21a“Fuck her hard!” one nurse exclaimed. “I get a chance too!” another one cried out. That’s when Beth grabbed her by her hair. “Somebody fill this slut’s mouth!” she demanded.

A black dildo appeared out of nowhere. Then it was shoved in past her parted lips, gagging her as Kelly continued eagerly fucking her cunt.

22a“Fill both ends!” someone suggested. “The fucking little slut has holes in each end so let’s fill them all!”

“Good idea!” someone else said. “Sluts like this one always love a good gangbang!”

“That’s right,” Kelly observed as she continued to thrust. “Since this fucking little street-walking whore likes cock so much, we’ll fucking give her all the ‘cock’ she can handle. Beth? …if you please?”

Emma watched in horror as Beth attached a strap-on of her own. Then she stood in front of her, waving it back and forth like a hard cock watching for a slutty pair of lips.

“Open that mouth, bitch!” she demanded, but Emma hesitated. “I said OPEN THAT FUCKING MOUTH, YOU LITTLE WHORE!” A couple of nurses pried her jaws open and Beth thrust inside.

“Now take our cocks, you fucking whore! Take ‘em like the good little street-walking slut we all know you to be!” There were cheers and laughter as it was thrust hard into her mouth and Emma gagged on it.

23aEmma was brutally fucked in both ends, so much so that another monster of an orgasm was torn out of her body. She was being brutalized by all these women. But as much as it humiliated her she couldn’t seem to stop the erotic feelings she was being overcome with.

The nurses took turns fucking her, and the room was soon filled with the moans and groans of the highly aroused. Emma wasn’t the only one moaning and groaning. Those who had a hand in fucking her mouth or pussy seemed to get off on abusing her as well. Even those simply watching seemed to be turned on observing her agony.

It wasn’t long until someone suggested she needed a good double-fucking from behind, much to the agreement of the whole room. Emma was too weak to protest and she was lifted off the bed as one of the nurses slid in underneath her. Then she was slowly lowered, her ass impaled by yet another strap-on as some bitch stepped on her with a nylon-covered foot to keep her down. Emma shivered with erotica, moaning helplessly.

24aAs if it had been scripted in a porno, Kelly came up to her and fucked her mouth as she was forced to ride the dildo up her ass. Some nurses were telling her to suck it while others were egging her on to ride the ‘cock’ up her ass. Emma whimpered as yet another powerful orgasm came rushing toward her.

25aNurses hovered all around her, telling her what a filthy slut she was and just how badly she needed this particular kind of therapy. Kelly showed her no mercy, forcing her strap-on deep down her throat as the rest of the nursing staff helped her bounce up and down on the dildo embedded up her ass.

26a“Somebody stuff that slutty cunt of hers!” someone called out. Emma was horrified to see one of the nurses climb aboard the bed, sporting yet another strap-on. Then she felt it being shoved inside her pussy while her ass was still being violated by the nurse underneath her.

“Now THAT’S what I call a slutty little whore!” someone exclaimed. There was much laughter as Emma was double-stuffed. Her orgasm charged toward her and she knew it was going to be huge!

27aEmma cried out as both of her holes were filled, a cry that was cut off as yet another nurse shoved a dildo into her mouth. It was all too much! Emma screamed into the phallus between her lips as her body was ravaged by a devastating orgasm.

28aAfter that everything became a blur as she took one dildo after another. She thought she remembered passing out, only to be awakened long enough for another nurse to take a turn. It finally became just too overwhelming and she eventually passed out again…

When she finally regained consciousness she looked around to see that she was back in her own bed. She looked around in astonishment, trying to remember how she’d gotten there. At first she thought it was all just a dream… until she realized just how sore and exhausted she was.

She thought she heard voices out in the living room and it took everything she had to crawl out of bed and go investigate. When she opened the door she was shocked to see Amy and Maureen kissing each other, eagerly groping each other’s naked bodies. Then Maureen caught sight of her standing there looking at them and she grinned wickedly at her.

“Back for more, you chink bitch? …or have you had enough for one day?” Amy stopped to look at her with a wicked glint in her eyes. Emma quickly backed off.

“I’m going back to bed,” she gasped as a tingle of arousal flickered throughout her naked body.

“Good choice, you sexy little slut,” Maureen remarked. “Sleep well. Amy and I are just getting more acquainted here. But if you don’t get your ass back to bed right this instant I think the two of us can find something rather delicious to make you suffer through.”

OHGAWD…

“Night!” Emma blurted out anxiously and she turned and closed the door hard behind her. Then she made her way back to bed, their laughter following her as she crawled back underneath the covers…

© 2009

(written for Emma May 12 ’09 by riwa)

(Pictures are previews from a lesbian gangbang website and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Teasing MILF gets what’s coming to her 4.3 (14)

Note: I thought it would be fun to repost this one for you. Enjoy!

I should have known my cock-teasing ways would get me into trouble someday…

I’d been flirting with my son’s best friend Jeremy for months now, especially since Jimmy was off to college. Jeremy had muscles to die for and I could only imagine what his cock might feel like. So I wore short skirts and bikini tops around him every chance I could get!

It all went down the day Jeremy came over to mow the lawn. It was a big job and I deliberately wore a bikini top along with my jeans. I was in the mood to do a serious amount of flirting.

Jeremy was wearing a white tank top and jeans when he came inside to get a drink. He was particularly attractive today and I felt my heart skip a beat. I was having serious fantasies of him taking me down and deliciously raping me!

“Hi, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said to me as soon as he saw me. Then he looked me up and down. “My; that’s a sexy outfit you’re wearing today!”

“Why thank you, honey!” I told him, feeling all warm and gooey inside. Then he came right up into my personal space!

“Now Jeremy, I know we’re alone and all,” I said with a nervous chuckle as he pushed up against me. “But let’s don’t get carried away, ok?” My hands were on his neck as he breathed in my intoxicating scent.

mom 1“Mrs. Stevenson, did you know you are a cock-tease?” I could hear the frustration in his voice.

“Oh am I?” I chuckled innocently. “That certainly wasn’t my intention!”

“Are you sure about that?” he asked, drawing even closer. “You’re certainly a little underdressed, don’t you think?”

“But it’s a hot day, Jeremy!” I protested. “I was just wearing something comfortable is all!”

“I’m sure you were, Mrs. Stevenson,” he replied as though he wasn’t buying it for a second. We were so close his lips were right there for the kissing!

For a moment I nearly gave in as my hand rested against his neck. I really wanted to kiss him bad, especially since his lips were right there! How I managed to hold off I’ll never know!

mom 2“You know, hun? I purred seductively at him. “I could really use a massage! I have this really sore spot in my back! Would you be a dear?”

“A massage, Mrs. Stevenson?” he asked skeptically. “You want me to give you a massage?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, honey,” I told him coyly. “You look like you have really strong hands! I’ve got this knot in my back, see? I’ll even remove my bikini top to give you better access!” Gawd, I was laying it on thick! I was all but BEGGING for him to take me right then and there!

I crawled up onto the couch on my hands and knees and then slowly removed my top. My pendulous breasts hung down and it was all I could do not to beg him to fondle them! “How’s that, Jeremy?” I asked nervously.

“I think I can get to your back from here, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said agreeably. I could see his cock tenting his jeans. Gawd; this was going to be so good!

“Let me take my jeans off, ok hun?” I blurted out. “I really feel constricted in my jeans.” That’s when I heard him quietly mutter, “Damn tease!” as he started rubbing my back.

mom 3I was all but naked when I stretched out upon my chest, lying on my arms. Immediately I felt him start to work my muscles and I melted at his touch. I couldn’t help softly moaning, “Mmmmm… that feels so heavenly.”

mom 4I felt sexy wearing nothing but my skimpy black thong as he worked on my back. His thumbs were hitting just right and he was massaging all my worries away. Naturally those fantasies of him taking me returned in a rush.

“Oh yeah, honey; right there!” I purred. “That feels wonderful… you’re hitting the right spot… damn, that feels good!” He rubbed relaxation into me and I really started to melt!

mom 5I suddenly felt him move my thong aside. Then he spread my ass cheeks, telling me, “Mrs. Stevenson, you’ve got a really hot looking pussy back here!” Gawd, that made me wet!

I trembled but strangely I did not protest. “I’m flattered, Jeremy; I really am. But you shouldn’t be looking at me like that! Don’t you think you should be getting back to my massage?” I was still being a prick-teaser and I was loving it!

mom 6“You know, Mrs. Stevenson?” he said ominously. “You’ve been flashing your tits and cleavage at me ever since you’ve known me! What should it matter if I take a look at your privates now?! Besides, you really keep it nice and clean down here! I admire that in a woman!” Then I felt his finger on the hood of my clit!

My breath instantly caught in my throat and I moaned softly. Damn him; this was going too far! I wanted his cock but I didn’t want it to be this easy!

“Actually. I think you’re a little excited, Mrs. Stevenson!” he observed. Then he touched me again as he spread my cheeks apart.

mom 7“That’s enough, young man!” I said sternly. “What would your mother say if she came in here this very moment? And what would my Jimmy say if he were to come in the door from college and see you fingering his dear mother?”

Jeremy suddenly withdrew and stepped away, leaving me with this awkward silence as I panted heavily. I actually wondered if I’d pushed him a little too far in the opposite direction! Then I thought I heard his footsteps as he returned.

“Jeremy?” I asked hesitantly. “Look honey; I didn’t mean to offend you. I just think we should… well… you know…” I was breathing heavily, my pussy dripping like crazy. I suddenly didn’t know if I wanted him to fuck me or get back to the lawn!! Oddly there was no response from my son’s best friend.

I finally rose up on my arms, only to see some kind of ball gag suddenly materialize right in front of me! “What the hell is this??!!” I gasped in alarm, my cunt suddenly throbbing like crazy. This wasn’t at all what I’d expected from Jeremy!

mom 8“You’re a cock-teasing slut, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me, menace in his voice. “Now you’re going to get what’s coming to you!” Then he started fitting the ball gag into my mouth! I wriggled and grunted in alarm as erotic tingles flooded throughout my entire being!!

mom 9“JEREMY???!!!” I cried out through the gag. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING???!!!” My words just came out muffled and unintelligible. I was lying down with no leverage! There was no way in hell I could stop him!

mom 10He never said a word as he finished attaching the strap behind my head. I had no idea where it had even come from!! Then he pushed me flat on my chest onto the couch where he proceeded to attach a pair of handcuffs to my wrists!!

WHAT??!! Where the hell had he acquired those???!!! I cried out in protest but it was all in vain!

mom 11“You’re nothing but a tease, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. “Personally I think you want this just as much as I do! I’m just going to make sure you can’t go anywhere, ok?” Then I heard a chain rattling in his hands.

I tried to put up a struggle. But he just grabbed my strap and gave my head a good shake. “You just hang tight there, Mrs. Stevenson!” he reassured me. “This won’t hurt a bit! In fact, I’ll wager a prick-tease like you is probably going to like this!” I squirmed as I tried to protest! But he just laughed at me!

mom 12I felt him pull down my thong panties, felt his eyes on my dripping pussy! I was feeling a terribly disturbing arousal, wondering what he was going to do to me! Then I heard him reverently murmur, “Damn, Mrs. Stevenson! That’s a sweet cunt you’ve got there! I’ll bet it’s nice and tight! Gawd; I can’t wait to fuck you!”

mom 13I heard something snap behind me… got a glimpse of him putting on a pair of plastic gloves. That really made me panic and I grunted, “WHUH UR YOU DO-IH??” Then I felt his hard cock between my butt cheeks!

“I’m simply putting on some latex gloves, Mrs. Anderson,” he replied. “You can never be too careful, right?” I cried out for him to put on a damn condom but I don’t think the bastard heard or understood me… or maybe he just didn’t care!!

mom 14“YOU LEH BE GO RYHH THIH MIHUH!” I demanded. My words sounded muffled but I think he understood because his response was, “Not until I stick my cock into that nice pussy of yours, Mrs. Stevenson!”

I moaned and whimpered as he continued pulling on those latex gloves he’d acquired. I had no fucking clue where he’d come up with all his play-toys! But I knew at that moment I was about to be royally screwed… figuratively AND literally!!!

mom 15When he was ready he slowly pushed the head of his cock against my slit until it inched its way inside me. I let out a muffled cry but there was nothing I could do! This was going to happen whether I wanted it or not… even though I was wet as hell for it!! All he said was, “Damn, Mrs. Stevenson! That’s a really tight cunt! It’s going to be a pleasure fucking you!”

mom 16Instinctively I started to squirm again. But he just grabbed the strap around my head. “Now you settle down, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “This is going to happen one way or the other! You’re a fucking cock-teaser and I’m fucking you whether you like it or not!” Gawd; that set a terribly erotic thrill coursing through my highly charged body!!

mom 17My cunt was on fire like never before! I was probably supposed to resist, wasn’t I? But I just whimpered helplessly as he inched it ever deeper into my throbbing fuck-box!

“This feels so good, Mrs. Stevenson!” he acknowledged. “You have one hot pussy! I can’t understand why Mr. Stevenson would leave you all alone without fucking your brains out every night! I know I’d sure do it if you were my girl!”

mom 18I moaned and whimpered as he slowly slid all the way in until I was filled with his magnificent fuck-stick! Then he grabbed the strap to my ball gag, using it for leverage as he started thrusting good and hard. I grunted as he set up a rhythm, telling me how tight I was and how he’d been looking forward to this moment for months.

“You’re such a hot fuck, Mrs. Stevenson!” he gasped excitedly. “In fact I’d say you’re the hottest MILF in the entire neighborhood!” The compliment was an incredible turn-on, especially coming from his lips!

mom 19He fucked me for several minutes before pulling out and rolling me over. Then he climbed on top and removed my gag. Before I could even get a word out he ominously grabbed my chin with one hand before using the other to press the head of his cock up against my lips.

“Tongue out, Mrs. Stevenson!” he ordered. I was scared, aroused and frightened… all at the same time! So I did as I was commanded! He put the head of his cock into my mouth and I could clearly see the look of unbridled lust in his eyes.

mom 20“C’mon, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “Wrap those hot MILF lips around my cock! You and I BOTH know you want it!!” Then he shoved his cock in past my lips!

I was really turned on! But for a moment there I was a little afraid he might actually choke me if I didn’t obey! So I wrapped my lips around his shaft as he slid it deeper into my mouth!

mom 21“A hot MILF like you, Mrs. Stevenson?” he said with an evil grin. “I’ll bet you can take a cock balls deep; am I right?” Then he grabbed my head and forced his dick even deeper down my throat!

Gawd! My lips actually brushed against his balls! I nearly gagged on it but I think he would have loved that, especially since I didn’t have a choice in the matter! And since I didn’t want to vomit, I swallowed him down whole, massaging the length of his shaft with the muscles in my throat!

mom 22I got his cock well lubricated before he pulled out of my mouth and shoved it back into my pussy. Then he started fucking me sideways, pounding me relentlessly! It felt so good that my orgasm caught me totally off guard!!

I scream when I cum; I just can’t help myself! But Jeremy didn’t understand. He quickly covered my mouth with his t-shirt until I could barely breathe at all!

“Not a word, Mrs. Stevenson!” he warned. “…not unless you’d like to meet my horny friends! I’ll bet you’ve been prick-teasing them too, am I right? I could go call them up and we all could have a nice little gangbang right here in your living room! What would you say to that?”

My eyes went wide but I said nothing, shaking my head and grunting through the t-shirt covering my mouth. The idea was frightfully erotic. Jeremy just kept pounding my cunt as though he had endless energy to fuck me… me – the neighborhood prick-teaser!

mom 23“You’re nothing but a cock-teaser, Mrs. Stevenson!” Jeremy told me. “So I think I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before!” Then he went and got more play-toys!

He cuffed a chain between my ankles before cuffing my wrists to my ankles as well! My legs were up in the air and were spread obscenely, my wet pussy exposed to his leering eyes! That’s when I got a jolt of fearful arousal! He even used black tape to tape up my chest and tits!!

I started putting up a protest, trying to wriggle free while being all defiant! This was going much farther than I ever intended! But I’m ashamed to say that deep down I fucking loved it!

“No more screams outta you, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me sternly. Then the ball-gag returned! When he was done he paused to look at me as I gave him a piece of my mind with a slew of muffled curses, my eyes wide in ever growing alarm!!

mom 24“Now you can scream all you want, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “In the end it isn’t going to do you a damn bit of good! Because I’ve decided what should be done to a prick-teaser like you!” Then he licked his lips as he stared lewdly at me and my exposed pussy.

mom 25“You see, Mrs. Stevenson?” he went on. “After I get done having my fun fucking your tight MILF cunt? I’m going to string you up! That’s right, Mrs. Stevenson! I’m going to hang you in your very own home! The way I see it I’ll be doing all the neighborhood guys a favor!”

I couldn’t believe it!! His announcement hit me like a terribly erotic thunderbolt!! Surely he wasn’t serious, was he?? The bastard just wanted to scare me, right??

mom 26“I’m going to hang you all right, Mrs. Stevenson!” he repeated as he slid his cock into my throbbing, wet pussy. “I’m going to hang you the way a prick-teaser deserves to be hanged!” I couldn’t believe it and I cried out into the gag in my mouth as he started fucking me!

mom 27“Oh I meant every word, Mrs. Stevenson!” he reassured me! “You’re a hot, prick-teasing MILF bitch! And I fully intend to hang you with my cum dripping out of your cunt! That way folks will know you died the death of a cock-teasing whore… properly fucked before your hanging!”

I was frightened out of my wits… and shamefully horny beyond belief!! The idea of being found hung naked in my own home was horrifically arousing! I cried out as he kept pounding my pussy… as though I was entitled to one last fuck before my death!!

mom 28He suddenly pulled out of my cunt before tossing a couch pillow onto the floor. Then he dragged me off the furniture, propping me up with my head on the pillow and my ass on the couch! I yelped as he pinched my skin while leering at my well-fucked pussy!

mom 29“You’re not a prick-teaser, Mrs. Stevenson!” he concluded. “You’re nothing but a whore! And I’m going to hang you the way a whore deserves to hang! But first I’m going to fuck you the way a whore deserves to be fucked!!” Then he slid his cock into me and started pounding me good and hard again!

mom 30He grabbed the chain to my bound wrists and ankles and really gave it to me good! “Fuck – fuck – FUCK!” he gasped. “Damn, your whore-cunt feels good! I fucking LOVE your pussy, Mrs. Stevenson! I’ve been waiting for this for a long time! But you know what? The wait was worth it!”

mom 31“How about that ass, Mrs. Stevenson?” Jeremy suddenly blurted out. “My cock is well lubricated! And you certainly won’t be telling anyone about this… not after I leave you hanging in here! I think I’ll have a crack at that tight ass of yours!”

I groaned as he worked his cock up against my anus. Then he started pushing it in nice and deep! I let out a cry of pain, even as my body betrayed me by shuddering from a terrible arousal!

mom 32“How about it, Mrs. Stevenson?” he asked, gripping the chain as he raped my ass. “How do you want to hang? With cum dripping out of your cunt? Or cum dripping out of your ass?” Despite the pain and pleasure I was feeling I defiantly chose to give him the finger, not firmly convinced he was actually going to hang me! I mean really… Jeremy hanging me in my own home?? It just wasn’t believable!!

mom 33After fucking my bum for several minutes he finally pulled out. Then he removed the ball-gag before shoving his nasty-tasting cock into my mouth! “Taste your ass, prick-teaser!” he demanded. “Lick my cock and taste your ass like a good whore!” What could I do, especially when he grabbed my head and forced his cock down my gullet??!!

mom 34Spittle drooled down my cheeks as he ordered me to lick his balls with my tongue. I stuck my tongue out and gave him a good licking, gagging on his prick as it filled my throat! I was hot with arousal, especially since he was treating me like a whore… treating me the way I deserved to be treated!

mom 35It wasn’t long until I gave up all pretense of putting up a struggle… of acting like I didn’t want it! Jeremy wanted to fuck all my holes… wanted to fuck my body… and it made me feel desired! It made me feel like a whore… and I fucking LOVED it!! I slobbered all over his dick, groaning like a bitch in heat!

mom 36He suddenly pulled his cock out just as he started to cum! I got a face covered in delicious spunk! It was the end to a perfect fucking and I couldn’t help smiling!

mom 37When he told me to clean him up I eagerly gulped his cock down my throat, licking and slurping like crazy! His cum tasted yummy and I loved how he had dominated me! And frightening me with all that ‘hanging talk’ had only made me hotter!

mom 38“Gawd; that was hot!” I gasped, deliberately allowing cum and spittle to dribble out of my mouth just for him to look at. “You really gave me the fucking I deserved, Jeremy! How about next week?”

mom 39“You just don’t get it, Mrs. Stevenson!” he declared as he stood me up. Then he walked me in to my husband’s den. I gasped when we entered!

A cloth backdrop hung along one wall, a white nylon coil hanging from a hook in the ceiling! One of our dining room chairs sat underneath! I stared in absolute shock, my body suddenly trembling like crazy!

“Your husband set this up for me, Mrs. Stevenson,” Jeremy explained. “Apparently he thinks you’re a whore too and that you need to be hung as well! So he set this up for me so I could come over here and hang you right after I mowed your lawn!”

“He did this on PURPOSE???!!!” I gasped, unable to believe my eyes. I simply couldn’t believe it!! This was a fucking NIGHTMARE!!!

Jeremy marched me over to the chair and forced me to climb up onto it! He made sure my hands were cuffed in front of me. Then he got this brown cloth bag and covered my head. Gawd; I was trembling so bad my knees started to buckle!!

“Now this won’t take long, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me as he looped the noose around my neck and started to tighten it. “And Mr. Stevenson made sure to leave me a camera so I could take some nice pictures for him.”

“Jeremy; NO!” I gasped as I started to hyperventilate. “Don’t DO this to me! I don’t deserve this!”

“Oh, but you DO, Mrs. Stevenson! You’re a cock-teasing whore… and you should hang!”

“But I can’t SEE, Jeremy!” I gasped. “Please take this off my head; it’s scaring me!”

“Gee, Mrs. Stevenson… are you frightened?”

“TERRIFIED! JEREMY, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

“Ok, Mrs. Stevenson. I was just kidding! I’ll get you down! Just let me take a few pictures first!”

Gawd! My heart was hammering in my chest! My knees were so weak I was afraid they might buckle and I might strangle myself!! Then I heard the whirring of the camera as Jeremy took several pictures.

“Hurry up, Jeremy!” I gasped, frightened out of my wits. “Get me DOWN from here!”

“Ok, Mrs. Stevenson!” he responded cheerfully. “…getting you down!” Then I heard a sound as the chair I was standing on was suddenly kicked out from underneath me and…!!

GAWK!!!!!!

I dropped about a foot as the noose grabbed me! Immediately it started squeezing my neck as my feet fluttered in vain for the floor! I gawked and gurgled for a second or two before my legs exploded in a flurry of movement! I was blinded by the hood… and I was actually HANGING!!!

I swung back and forth like crazy, my legs flying every which way. A sheen of perspiration broke out all over my naked body as I clawed with my hands at the noose around my neck! I gawked and gurgled as I struggled to pull just a sliver of air down my severely constricted throat. I was actually hanging; he was actually going to let me die in here!!!

Somewhere in the room I could hear Jeremy gasp with excitement. “Fuck, Mrs. Stevenson! You should see yourself! You look so fucking sexy hanging in the noose! I never knew a whore could dance on air like that! You look so fucking hot hanging to death!! No wonder Mr. Stevenson wanted me to take pictures!!”

I heard the whirr of the camera as my breath was slowly choked off, the noose strangling me with its deadly coil! I suddenly started to get tired and I stopped kicking! I started to feel numb; I couldn’t feel my legs and arms anymore!

There was a roaring in my ears, the blackness of the cloth hood terrifying me out of my wits! I tried to scream but I couldn’t force any air out of my lungs! Then I finally hung limp as I felt my bladder release.

mom 40“Damn, Mrs. Stevenson!” Jeremy gasped appreciatively. “You just pissed yourself! And your cunt is so fucking wet; your pussy lips flared so big! I’ll bet you fucking loved that, didn’t you! Did you cum while you were hanging, Mrs. Stevenson? I sure hope you came!!”

I gurgled as a death rattle bubbled up in my throat. I twitched and shuddered as I gently swung back and forth. The last thing I heard was Jeremy’s final words… “Now THAT’S how you deal with a cock-teasing whore!” Then my consciousness faded away into oblivion…

© 2011; 2012

(written Jul 14 ‘11; ed Sep 16 ’12 by riwa)

(Most pictures are from PornPros.com, all of which are used for illustration purposes only.)

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The Rectory 3.3 (3)

Amelia Curtis, Emma to her friends, was in her third year at the university. She was a shy girl and found it a challenge to make lots of friends. Besides, she tended not to run in circles where good girls might get themselves into trouble. Maybe that’s why it astonished her when Cassandra Fleming befriended her.

Cassandra was a not-so-good girl, but was one of the more popular girls at the university. And if you were friends with her, then university life suddenly got quite a bit easier. Emma didn’t know why Cassandra chose to make friends with her. But being seen around her suddenly got her noticed more, especially that cute boy named James.

Cassandra was everything Emma was not, which was why she found the attraction a bit exhilarating. It gave her a taste for the wild life without having to step too deeply into it. Cassandra respected her morals and didn’t push things on her too much. But it seemed she was always trying to corrupt Emma in some way.

Emma found they really didn’t have a lot in common. But they had a pretty good friendship, and she took advantage of it whenever possible. That’s why when Cassandra suggested they drive up North in her car to check out this old rectory up in Scotland, Emma found herself saying yes even though she wasn’t sure it interested her. Besides, being around Cassandra up there was liable to give her quite an exciting education.

It was so spur of the moment that Emma didn’t even get the chance to tell anyone where she was going. She wanted to tell her folks, but Cassandra teased her by asking if it was really necessary for mummy and daddy to know her whereabouts every minute of the day. She decided it wasn’t, one of the few times she had chosen not to tell them what she was up to. So she packed an overnight bag without telling a soul, and off they went.

They left the University in the early afternoon and drove up in Cassandra’s car, taking several hours to get there. By the time they arrived it was past dinner time. The Master of the rectory, one Mathis Spitzer, welcomed them both with open arms and put them up in a guest room. Then he instructed a kindly cook to fix up something for the two famished girls to eat.

Emma actually found herself enchanted by the place. After supper the Master even took them on a tour of the grounds, giving them an in-depth history of the rectory. Emma was interested enough, although she had a sister she suspected would have paid far more attention and found it much more educational.

Around the grounds they ran into several individuals who seemed to be responsible for keeping up the place. Each one they met made her and Cassandra feel as welcome as if they’d lived there for years. Emma found it to be a lovely place and determined to tell her older sister about it when she got back to the University.

The sun was down when the girls finally made it back to their room. A full moon came up over the horizon, giving the rectory a foreboding atmosphere. Emma now felt a strange chill about the place, but she brushed it off as nothing more than being in a different country in an old building. But she noticed Cassandra looking out the window on more than one occasion, staring up at the moon as though she was distracted about something.

It was past eleven when they settled into their separate beds. Emma was tired, but Cassandra wanted to talk about the rectory and its past history. She spoke about secret things that went on in the middle of the night in some of these isolated places. Then she told Emma how great it would be if they were to stumble into something exciting up here at the rectory.

Emma felt goose bumps; this was a part of Cassandra that had never been revealed to her before. The more her friend talked about secret societies and strange doings at night, the harder it was to become sleepy. She found herself becoming more and more uncomfortable with the topic of discussion. But she listened politely, unwilling to say anything that might harm or risk their friendship.

About a quarter to twelve they heard odd sounds, movement out in the hall. Cassandra wanted to go see what it was while Emma wasn’t so sure. But her friend got up and got dressed, and Emma was forced to follow suit.

They lit a lantern and headed off down a hall. Cassandra led the way, causing Emma to ask where she thought she was taking them. Her friend just told her she kept hearing voices up ahead and that she wanted to see what was going on.

Emma nervously followed along as Cassandra led them through several passages and then down a foreboding set of stairs. “Shouldn’t we be going back to bed?” Emma blurted out, feeling more than a little trepidation they might be going out somewhere they didn’t belong. Cassandra just waved dismissively at her and told her to hush.

They found themselves in a long tunnel in some sort of basement. It got more ominous by the moment, causing Emma to suggest in a trembling voice that they really should turn around and head back to their room. “Go ahead if you want, scaredy-cat,” Cassandra told her. “But I’m going THIS way… and I’m KEEPING the lantern!” That settled that, especially since Emma did not want to make the long trek back to their room in the dark.

They encountered a door which Cassandra reached out to open. “No; don’t!” Emma hissed anxiously. The door creaked open and the two girls found themselves in the churchyard out back of the rectory.

Emma noticed right away that it contained a small cemetery with several trees that made the whole place quite spooky. For some reason Master Spitzer had not seen fit to show this part of the rectory to them. Over in a corner a bunch of hooded figures stood around some sort of grave… or was it a bench? Emma couldn’t be sure.

“Let’s go back!” she whispered to her friend, her breath catching in her throat.

“No; let’s go check it out!” Cassandra urged. She grabbed Emma by the arm and led her off in that direction.

Emma felt her heartbeat quicken; was Cassandra leading them right up to that group?? Something told her she didn’t want any part of this! But her friend had an iron grip on her wrist and kept dragging her along. Emma figured if they got into some sort of trouble then Cassandra with her wits and brazenness would probably find some way of getting them out of it!

Emma trembled with fright; surely this couldn’t be good! What the bloody hell was Cassandra doing leading them up to a group like this? Was she out of her mind??

Emma nearly let out a cry as Cassandra led them right up to the group. There were twelve of them in all, each one wearing a black, hooded robe in the light of the full moon. Cassandra said nothing; she just led Emma right up to the tall one as the others quietly parted to let them into the group.

Emma got a glimpse of the face in the moonlight, and she blurted out, “Master Spitzer?” He just turned to her University friend.

“You have done well, Cassandra,” he said with a nod. Then one of the members handed the girl a robe which the University student quietly slipped into, bringing the number of robed, hooded members up to thirteen. Emma got a glimpse of the face of the one passing the robe to Cassandra and recognized her as the cook!

“Master Spitzer?” Emma repeated in alarm, feeling frightened out of her wits. The master of the rectory motioned at four of the hooded members who quickly surrounded Emma. Then they began to remove her clothes!

“HEY; WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME??!! MASTER SPITZER; PLEASE STOP THEM!” But he did not.

Emma got a glimpse of two more faces, kindly females she had met earlier around the rectory who were now forcibly removing her garments! She also recognized the gardener and one of the other males. But no one spoke so much as a word! They just silently did their work of disrobing her!

Within moments she was nude, frightfully nude! Emma desperately tried to cover herself with her arms and hands, only for Cassandra and one of the other females to grab onto her wrists. Then they took her over to an elevated slab and forced her upon it onto her back!

Emma began panting heavily for breath, greatly humiliated over the way she was now exposed. Her pussy glistened from a shameful arousal, a result of a great fear that had settled upon her. Then two more hooded members came up to her and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide and exposing her damp womanhood.

Emma cried out as the group started chanting. A moment later the full moon began to emerge overhead from the protection of a large tree. It illuminated the ghastly scene as the members drew closer to her.

She begged them to return her clothes, pleaded with them to let her go. As they ignored her cries and continued to chant, she beseeched Cassandra to talk to them, to explain to them how she wanted to go home and that she meant no harm intruding upon their ceremony. But Cassandra chanted right along with them as she continued to hold firmly onto one of Emma’s wrists.

Emma started hyperventilating, fearful they were going to rape her… or worse. Then Master Spitzer stepped forward. Out of the inner lining of his robe he pulled out a very ominous looking dagger. The illumination from the moon revealed it’s ornate, golden markings.

Emma was terrified beyond belief as the chants grew louder. A scream of absolute horror was ripped out of her lungs as he held the dagger above her. It looked for all the world as though he was going to bring it right down and plunge it deep into her body!! That’s when she wet herself as she began to scream anew, struggling in vain against the four sets of hands that kept her spread-eagled upon the cement slab.

The rectory bell suddenly began to toll midnight with a loud gong. That’s when Master Spitzer and the others loudly proclaimed, “FOR LUCIFER!” Then he brought the blade down hard. Emma’s scream was interrupted as the blade came down and penetrated her groin just above her pussy.

She let out a loud “AAUUGGHHHHH!” as the dagger sliced upward through her flesh, cutting her open to the breastbone. She actually felt a hand reach inside and triumphantly pull out her guts. Then she began to spasm and convulse in her death throes, unable to scream anymore.

The chants were renewed as blood welled up in her mouth. Then the hand reached down into her chest cavity. It suddenly felt like she was having a massive heart attack!! Then something was triumphantly pulled out of her chest!

Emma had just enough life in her horrified eyes to witness Master Spitzer lift her beating heart up into the air to the joyous cries of those assembled. She watched as it slowly stopped pumping in his hands. Then her eyes glazed over, leaving a frozen look of horror etched in her features.

“You have done well, Cassandra!” Master Spitzer intoned, handing the heart over to her. She accepted it and triumphantly held it aloft. “TO LUCIFER!” the group cried out as one.

Off in the distance a lone female wolf howled as though one of its own had suddenly been taken from her…

© 2015

(written for Emma Feb 6 by Riwa)

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Snuba instruction 4.3 (12)

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My name is Midori and I’m a 29 year old scuba instructor. I’m a cute Asian girl – at least in my mind – and what I might be lacking in a full-figure I more than make up for by my feisty spirit. I tend to go after what I want and at times I have quite a sexual appetite!

In my spare time I try to work in private snuba lessons – a regulator on a hose without the tank on one’s back. The fins, dive mask and weights all still come into play of course. But the more relaxed atmosphere gives me a lot of opportunities for potential hook-ups.

I often arrange a little one-on-one time in a private pool I have access to. After a half-hour lesson the client almost always wants to learn how to become scuba certified. It’s a nifty way to get them to take more lessons from me. But it’s also a way to satisfy that itch I tend to get whenever I’m in the water.

You see, I really get off when I’m totally enveloped by the cool caress of a pool or the ocean. Being underwater is terribly erotic and it makes me horny like you wouldn’t believe! And that means relieving myself below the surface as often as possible.

I’ve always been this way ever since I learned to swim. It got stronger in my teens and I used to try taking my boyfriends to the bottom of the pool so I could fuck them silly. That’s what led me to become a scuba instructor. Besides, wearing a skimpy bikini when I’m giving lessons always helps get a guy in the mood so that I can sometimes have an underwater playmate to have fun with.

Anyway, it had been nearly a month since I’d last gotten laid underwater and the desire was driving me crazy. If I didn’t get fucked and soon I was afraid I was going to go nuts. Relieving myself with my toys helped ease the tension a little but it wasn’t at all what I really needed. Having a man’s juicy cock in my throbbing pussy while holding my breath was foremost on my mind.

I literally ran into Eric outside a nearby diner during the lunch hour. I wasn’t watching where I was going and I nearly knocked him over. As a way of apologizing I offered to buy him lunch. It’s a good thing he accepted because my afternoon went so much better than I expected.

He was married, in his mid-thirties and had a nice body. I liked his sparkling green eyes and the way he was nice to me. He wasn’t full of himself like some guys I run into, although that meant I was probably going to have to work at seducing him. But sometimes those guys are the best kind to entice, you know?

I found out he was in the middle of an unhappy marriage and that he was in town on business. Not only that, his wife didn’t enjoy the water the way he did. Meeting a fellow aquaphile turned out to be an added bonus. It wasn’t long until I began mentally picturing him fucking me at the bottom of a pool and I got all worked up right there at the lunch counter.

I told him I was a scuba instructor and that got his attention. But he told me he was in town for a convention and couldn’t get away. I told him I could give him a short crash course in snuba just to give him a taste if he was interested. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that I had him hooked. All I had to do was reel him in.

I said I had a private pool at my disposal not too far away. He told me he really had to get back to the convention. But I could tell by the look in his eyes that I was giving him a much better offer.

He admitted that a swim with me sounded a whole lot better than a long afternoon attending one boring lecture after another. When I told him I could drive him to the pool, teach him how to snuba and then drive him back in time for the late afternoon session he told me he was all mine for the next couple of hours. I felt a shiver of arousal at the possibility I was finally going to get to scratch my “itch”, especially after a long, agonizing month of nothing but play-toys at the bottom of the pool.

He told me he needed to go back to his room to retrieve his swimsuit. But I told him the guy I knew with the pool probably had an extra suit that was just his size. He looked at me questioningly but I just smiled back at him.

“Relax, Eric,” I said with a smile. “Everything will be all right. I’ll take good care of you, ok? Trust me!” When I batted my eyelashes seductively at him he smiled and told me to lead him to my car. Right then I knew he’d be putty in my hands.

We walked to my vehicle and then I drove him to my friend’s house. I took him inside, retrieved a nice pair of red and white swim trunks for him and then told him to go ahead and change. Since I was already wearing my white, flower-print bikini under my clothes, all I needed to do was get the equipment ready.

As I was outside hooking up the hoses I thought about my impending afternoon tryst with Eric. He seemed quiet and unassuming – rather down-to-earth. But something told me there might be a deliciously wicked Eric lying in wait just under the surface. All I had to do was find the right way to bring it out in him so that he could fuck me silly at the bottom of the pool.

I had the hoses, masks and weight belts all ready when he came out in those trunks I’d given him. Naturally I’d already seen them around the waist of the guy whose pool I was using. And naturally I’d removed them from that same guy on more than one occasion. But he was away on a long trip, leaving horny ol’ me the use of his property so that I could keep an eye on it for him.

Eric looked like a promising fuck and I gave him my most innocent smile. The compressor was running quietly and the hoses were both functioning properly; everything was set. “Ready to get wet?” I asked, seductively batting my lashes at him as I sat on the edge of the pool, my legs dangling in the water.

“Anytime you are,” he replied with a nervous smile as he sat down next to me. It was hard to hide my excitement at the prospects of fucking this guy good and hard for the better part of the afternoon. My nipples were already hard with anticipation, poking through my bikini top.

I took the liberty of helping him with his weight belt while asking him how comfortable he was in the water, especially since he’d mentioned earlier that he liked to swim. He told me he was really comfortable and that he wouldn’t have any problems at all. Then I scooped up our regulators, handing his to him.

I showed him how to purge it and then we both sucked from our hoses for a few moments. I made a point of seductively wrapping my lips around my reg in particular, hoping he might get the hint. I definitely thought I saw his trunks tenting a little. But if he was aroused or excited he never gave me any overt indication.

“How long can you hold your breath, Eric?” I asked as I reached for my dive mask.

“Hold my breath?” he repeated curiously, reaching for his mask. “I didn’t know I was going to be holding my breath. I thought you were going to train me to use the hose underwater.”

“I am,” I told him with a coy smile, trying hard not to give anything away despite my growing excitement. “But you’ll be off it from time to time and I want to know how comfortable you will be… how long you can be off the hose.”

“Why would I want to be off the hose?” he asked me, sounding rather perplexed. “I mean I know I can hold my breath and all. But I guess I just don’t understand. I thought the whole purpose of this was to train me to use the hose!” Obviously the poor guy didn’t have a clue!

“It is,” I told him with an inward smile as I self-consciously adjusted the weight belt around my waist. “But don’t worry. I can hold my breath for a long time as well. So it won’t be an issue with either one of us if we both happen to be off the regs.”

“Yeah; I understand that,” he repeated, the poor guy acting totally confused. “But what I really don’t understand is why I’d want to be off the reg in the first place!”

“Because I’m going to want you to,” I said simply with a coy smile, adjusting the dive mask down over my face. He looked at me like I was crazy but he did the same until we were both ready to take a dip.

Gawd! Seducing him was going to be so much fun!

We got into the shallow end and then I motioned for him to go under. We both sat down on the bottom facing each other, the sound of our inhalations adding to my arousal. I saw his trunks tent out a little more but I wasn’t sure if it was me or the fact that the water naturally made him excited like it did me. I decided it was a little bit of both and we held hands as we sat there breathing from our hoses.

Snuba 1I pointed at him and then motioned… “Everything ok?” He repeated the gesture back to me, indicating that all was fine. Then I motioned for him to follow my lead.

I took my reg out of my mouth, watching him do the same as we continued holding hands. I blew a few bubbles at him and he did the same back to me. Then I put the regulator back into my mouth and he mimicked my movements.

Snuba 2I took the regulator out of my mouth and did it again, holding my breath for a longer period of time. He did the same thing and we sat there looking at each other. I deliberately blew him a kiss and his eyes went wide as though he didn’t know WHAT to do with that! Gawd; this was getting good!

I put the reg back into my mouth and then motioned toward the deep end where I wanted the next part of his “training” to take place. The pool sloped down to a delicious ten feet deep, helping satisfy my desire to be as deep as possible whenever I take a cock in one of my holes. Then I took his hand and we both swam downward, gently kicking but mostly allowing the weight belts to pull us down.

Once more I sat on the bottom and he sat facing me. I removed my regulator and blew bubbles, motioning for him to do the same. He removed his and mimicked my movements, exhaling heavily. Then I threw him a curve.

I slowly pulled on the edge of my bikini top, exposing my right breast with its erect nipple. His eyes got big as saucers at my brazenness. Then I stuck my tongue out and made a licking gesture before motioning… “Now get over here and lick my nipple!”

Snuba 3He looked at me incredulously and for a second I was afraid he might actually bail on me. Then he came closer and gently groped my breast with his hand. With extreme care he moved closer, removing his reg. Then he started lapping all around my nipple with his tongue before gently taking it into his mouth.

I moaned as an erotic jolt hit me hard, shooting straight to my pussy. Gawd; how I needed this! The more he sucked on my hardened nub the more I groaned with lust. He finally needed air and he put his reg back into his mouth as I trembled like mad.

I desperately wanted to communicate to him, “SEE? SEE WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO? YOU DON’T KNOW HOW FUCKING BAD I NEED THIS!!” Instead I simply reached out toward his hose to get him to do it again, wanting him to keep going.

He picked up on what I wanted before I could pull his reg out of his mouth. He gently pulled my bikini top down, exposing both of my breasts before removing his reg and sucking on my other nipple. I let out another groan as I was filled with the blazing fire of desire.

When he put his regulator back in his mouth I began rubbing my crotch, moaning bubbles as I deliberately caressed my exposed breasts right in front of him. The look on his face was priceless but I could tell he was becoming just as horny as I was. His cock pitched a tent in his swim trunks and I looked at it with lust as he looked back at my swollen nipples.

Snuba 4I made a show of reaching behind me and then turned away from him, holding out a string to my bikini top in my hand. Eric got the hint as he tugged on it, causing my top to loosen. He reached out to fondle me once more, groping my quivering orbs and then removing his reg to lick me again.

I tipped my head back and moaned, letting him know in no uncertain terms just how much I was enjoying things. Then he reached behind my neck to untie the rest of my bikini top. As he gently pulled it away he removed his reg and began sucking on my nipples again, molesting them with his tongue until he’d lit a raging inferno in my loins.

I saw his cock tenting in those swim trunks I’d given him and I just couldn’t stand it anymore. I fumbled for my regulator, put it back into my mouth, and then slipped out of his grasp. I made a stroking motion with my hand, pointing at his trunks to let him know what I was about to grab next.

Gawd; I had to have that delicious piece of man-meat between my tingling lips! In no time at all I had his trunks pulled down off his legs, exposing his saluting cock.

I removed my reg and then licked up and down his quivering shaft. His balls looked gloriously full and I took them into my mouth, moaning with lust. Then I mouthed my way up his throbbing rod before gulping him down. Feeling him jerk and twitch in my mouth really got my blood pumping!

I bobbed up and down on his cock, reveling in the way it twitched in my mouth. My tongue swirled all around it as I took him deeper. Feeling him swell between my lips really got my juices flowing.

As soon as I started getting dizzy I put my regulator back into my mouth, eagerly stroking his shaft. I cupped his balls, smiling up at him with my most innocent look of “Who me??” Then I took my reg out and gobbled him back down, eagerly bobbing up and down on his hard member.

I took him deep down my throat, making a show of gagging on his throbbing meat. I grunted hungrily, continuing to swallow him down. It wasn’t long until I heard his erotic groans and I nearly popped off, bubbles spewing out around the seal my mouth was making on his tasty fuck-meat.

I paused again to refill my aching lungs, looking up at him with a hungry look as I stroked his shaft. Then I stretched out on the pool bottom, taking him down my throat again as I reached under to grab his ass. I bobbed up and down, eagerly swallowing him down until my lips brushed his balls.

I was hungry as hell for his manhood and I actually wanted him to use and abuse me. So I grabbed his hand and placed it upon my head… “C’mon, you bastard… FORCE me!” Once again he took direction surprisingly well as he began thrusting harder into my mouth, gripping me firmly by the back of my head.

Snuba 5I grunted and gurgled, glorying in the way he fucked my face for his pleasure. He reached down and squeezed my tits a little harder this time, fondling and groping them as though they were his to do with as he saw fit. He was really starting to get into it and I felt like I was a volcano ready to erupt!

I got dizzy again and I fumbled around for my reg before tracking it down and putting it between my lips. I slowly jerked him off, getting him ready for my aching fuck-hole! I really wanted to feel him explode in my pussy so fucking bad!

I don’t know what made him do it, but he suddenly grabbed the reg in my mouth. I barely had enough time to fill my lungs before he pulled it out. Then he forced his cock deep down my throat, fucking my face hard.

His move shocked me but it was also a total turn-on! This time he fucked my face like I didn’t have any choice in the matter! The more I struggled the harder he thrust into my mouth until I was on the verge of a major climax!

All of the sudden I felt his cock swell in my mouth. I didn’t want him cumming so soon and I instinctively tried to resist him. At the same time I loved the effect I was having on him and I grunted and gurgled as he jammed his meaty member hard down my throat.

All of the sudden he exploded inside me and my mouth was filled with his creamy spunk. There was so much of it that wisps of his cum leaked out around my lips. My eyes rolled as he fucked my mouth, but I made sure I got every last drop he had to offer.

I got dizzy again and I fumbled for my regulator. But he knocked it away as he continued fucking my face. That gave me a frightfully erotic thrill and I grunted in alarm before he grabbed it for me and helped stuff it into my mouth.

I gasped madly for breath, stroking his cock in an attempt to keep him hard. Then I took him back down my throat, bobbing up and down while sucking him clean, making sure I’d gotten it all. If nothing more I figured I would spend some time sucking him dry until he was hard and ready to go again.

Snuba 6As he breathed from his regulator I rubbed my tits with my hand, reaching down to rub my crotch. I slipped my hand underneath the fabric, working my swollen nub as my head tipped back. Then I looked at him with eyes blazing lustfully, begging him to pick up where I’d left off.

He may have been clueless to begin with but he was great at following direction. He moved closer to me, reaching out to caress my tits while rubbing my crotch. When he slipped under the material and found my nub with his finger, I let out a bubbly exhalation, moaning with anticipation.

He all but pulled me into his lap where he reached around my chest to finger my erect nipples. His other hand slid down to rub my crotch, rubbing through the fabric and then slipping underneath the material to finger me. This time I didn’t have to give him any direction at all as he willingly tugged my bottoms down off my legs, leaving me naked and trembling with excitement.

I moaned again as he fingered my clit. I couldn’t help myself and I removed my regulator, wanting to experience the sensations as I held my breath. It wasn’t long until he slipped a couple of fingers inside me, wriggling them around until I was writhing and squirming in his grasp.

I groaned as I humped his hand, bubbles slipping out of my pursed lips. He was getting me all worked up and I loved it! If he didn’t stop he was liable to finger a juicy little orgasm right out of me!

Eric tweaked my nipples as his fingers worked inside my fuck-box, wriggling and thrusting and making me hot for his cock. I moaned and grunted, thrusting against his hand as he worked me into a slow boil. This was turning out far better than I’d hoped!

I reached behind me and found his cock, discovering to my delight that he was getting hard again. I grabbed him and began pulling on him, aching to have his member deep inside me. He’d been perfect for my mouth and now I was looking forward to feeling him in a more intimate hole.

As I put my reg back in my mouth to refill my lungs he twisted me off his lap. His hands slid under my ass as he lifted me up, admiring my bush. My labia were swollen and as I went over backward I couldn’t wait for him to dive in for a little underwater muff-diving!

Snuba 7He paused for a long moment, making me squirm with desire while I mentally begged him to eat me. Then he removed his regulator before burying his face in my hot snatch. He bubbled his breath away as his tongue began to flick out against my swollen nub.

I groaned into my reg as he lapped up my dripping fluids. I couldn’t help myself and I removed my reg again to experience the wonderful sensation of him eating me out while holding my breath. I moaned and bubbled as that incredible tongue of his probed my quivering slit, my labia all puffy with arousal.

I began humping his face as he licked me out, mashing myself against his mouth. The sensations swelled within me as I continued to hold my breath. I got really dizzy as he licked pleasure into my aching fuck-hole. I finally retrieved my regulator, putting it back into my mouth while groaning with arousal.

He stopped to refill his lungs and I moaned as my body quivered, missing the presence of that glorious tongue of his. I reached down to finger myself as I groped one of my breasts. My pussy throbbed with an ache of longing, a longing for that tongue of his to return followed by a longing to be plowed by that wonderful fuck-tool he was packing.

Snuba 8His mouth returned to my bush, his tongue probing my quivering opening. It felt heavenly, especially the way his thumb swirled over my nub. I removed my reg again to enjoy every delicious second of it while holding my breath. I couldn’t for the life of me understand his foolish wife, considering what she was missing out on as he licked pleasure into my hot, throbbing fuck-box!

It wasn’t long until I actually popped off, shuddering from an explosion of great pleasure as a wonderful current of ecstasy coursed through my body. I bucked and shuddered, spewing air out of my mouth and moaning as I humped against that wonderful tongue of his. For a moment I lost track of my hose and I actually had to scramble before I found my regulator and crammed it back between my lips.

I moaned and grunted, exhaling heavily. But amazingly the bastard wouldn’t stop! After he put his reg back into his mouth he just rolled me over so that my back was toward the surface ten feet above us. As he refilled his lungs he poked a couple fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out in a juicy little finger-fuck, his thumb swirling over my swollen nub.

The weight belt pulled me down until I actually stretched my arms out above me in a virtual handstand. But he just kept going, removing his regulator and then licking me again. His tongue hit my nub and then split the folds of my labia before penetrating my throbbing cunt. The bastard was giving me more than I bargained for and I fucking LOVED it!

I let the reg fall out of my mouth as he tongue-fucked my pussy, holding my breath to heighten the sensations. I wriggled and squirmed at his sexual assault, my pussy throbbing with a terrible ache as he groped my ass. This was definitely not the shy guy I’d nearly run over outside the diner a little while ago!

To my complete and utter surprise he suddenly went over backward, taking me with him as he adjusted me on top of him in a 69 position. I felt two fingers slide into my throbbing cunt as his tongue continued to lick and probe my aching slit. I whimpered and moaned, wriggling like crazy as I took his cock deep down my throat.

We stayed like that for several minutes, grunting and burbling while occasionally refilling our lungs. Those fingers and that tongue of his worked me over pretty good, making me moan and bubble like crazy. He gave me a good finger-fucking until I climaxed again, screaming my breath away around a mouthful of cock.

I grabbed my reg and refilled my heaving lungs. Then I rose up and sat on his face, groping my tits while he licked me some more. His cock had hardened back up nicely and I desperately wanted it inside me. “I GOTTA HAVE IT!” I finally bubbled as I grabbed for it.

He rose up with me until we were both on our feet. As I bent over, he centered his dick against my quivering slit. Then he slid inside me in one fluid motion and I nearly went wild. That’s when he grabbed my shoulders and started fucking me good and hard…

GAWD; that felt great!!

Snuba 9I groaned and bubbled as he pumped me good and hard. It felt like he hadn’t enjoyed a good fucking like this in a long time! It was great being the object of his lustful desires! That’s when I removed my reg, glorying in a good hard, breathless fuck!

I groaned as I enthusiastically rode him, grunting a bubbly… “FUCK ME…… HARDER!” That’s when he really gave it to me good. Before I knew it he’d fallen over backward, pulling me down until I was riding him facing away from him.

I sucked on my regulator like crazy as I impaled myself over and over on his quivering shaft. That’s when I felt him start to swell within me once more. Gawd; was he actually going to cum AGAIN??!! Then I felt his creamy warmth erupt inside me and I totally lost it, tipping my head back and screaming as my exhalations bubbled up to the surface.

Snuba 10An incredible flush of warmth flowed throughout my body and I moaned weakly, happily exhausted. But he still kept thrusting in and out of me as if he hadn’t gotten enough. I was getting more than I expected – a very pleasant surprise!

I continued to ride him, squeezing him with my pussy in an effort to keep him hard. We both grunted and moaned as he somehow managed to stay inside me. It was a nice afterglow-fuck that seemed to be turning us both on. He even reached around to grope my tits as though I was his to possess! It felt incredible!

I popped my reg again, enjoying a nice slow, breathless fuck as I sat on his cock. I ground into him, moaning with lust. The sound of our exhalations only added to my arousal and I grunted as I started riding him harder.

The moment I started getting dizzy again I put my reg back into my mouth. That’s when Eric startled the hell out of me. He stood up and split my legs apart, holding onto one leg as he began fucking me sideways! Fuck, that was hot!

Snuba 11I felt a jolt of excitement as he started fucking me again. Instinctively I dropped my reg, enjoying the breathless fuck and grunting as he really gave it to me good and hard. The bastard was really creative and I was the lucky recipient of all his pent-up energies and frustrations!

I started getting dizzy again as I held my breath so I grabbed for my reg. But this time Eric grabbed my wrist for a moment or two, causing a rather delicious little delay as he gave me a knowing smile. My heart leaped into my throat and I grunted and bubbled in alarm. Then he let go and I frantically crammed my reg between my lips, greedily refilling my aching lungs.

I looked at him for any sign of malice but he just grinned back at me, his eyes twinkling mischievously. He’d seen me remove my reg several times and I think he was simply toying with me a little. I grinned back at him, moaning for him to fuck me even harder.

We were virtually sitting on the bottom of the pool as he pumped me sideways. I cried out with pleasure, my exhalations frothing up toward the surface. Gawd; he was giving it to me good!

Snuba 12I dropped my reg again, wanting to experience it all in a breathless euphoria. I think he saw me remove my regulator because he fucked me even harder as though knowing that was exactly what I wanted. My heart pounded in my chest and it wasn’t long until my lungs began to burn.

Once more I pushed it, feeling it start to swell within me as he fucked me good and hard. Then I started getting dizzy again and I fumbled around for my reg. But he just grabbed my wrist, preventing me from getting the air I needed!

Again I felt that terribly erotic jolt of alarm and I tried to jerk the reg up toward my mouth. He just held onto my wrist; smiling wickedly, the fucking bastard. I cried out and jerked again but he just held on tight until it exploded inside me like a fireball.

I winced, tipping my head back as bubbles poured out of my mouth. My orgasm flooded my entire being and for a delicious moment I thought I was going to be in real trouble. Then he let go of my wrist and I crammed the reg home, greedily gulping air into my starving lungs.

I gave him a dirty look but he just shifted me in position again until I was riding him while straddling him with my legs. Once more that wonderful cock of his seemed to hit my G-spot just right. It was more than I could stand and I groaned with each thrust of his incredible fuck-tool!

I grunted as I reached down and fingered my throbbing clit, his cock filling my aching cunt. He held onto my thighs with both hands, driving himself deep inside me as I sat on him. I soon found myself leaning back, fingering my clit like crazy as I grunted and moaned.

Snuba 13It dawned on me he was hard inside me; GAWD, he was hard again! He reached out and groped my tits with one hand, hanging onto me with the other. I just rode him hard and fast, determined to take my ride just as far as we could go.

Once more I allowed my reg to fall from my lips, wanting to experience this incredible fuck from a breathless perspective. Naturally my arousal increased dramatically as I remained off my hose. There’s just something about being fucked underwater while holding my breath that really gets me off! Perhaps it’s the wildly erotic thought that I could actually drown myself if I’m not careful!

Eric grunted as he fucked me hard, his exhalations bubbling up to the surface. But this time I saw him reach for my reg as though indicating to me I no longer had any choice in the matter as to when I’d get to breathe again. Once again he’d somehow picked up on a secret desire of mine to be dominated – to be forcefully deprived of air even though I hadn’t communicated it to him directly.

I trembled erotically, giving him a seductive smile… “Yeah, baby; you’ve just read my mind!” He just grinned back at me, his cock fucking pleasure into my throbbing pussy. I found myself wondering what the hell I’d done right today to have somehow hit the jackpot with a guy like Eric!

I indicated my need for air by motioning for the reg. But he teased me with it, bringing it near my lips and then stopping to tantalize me with it. It drove me wild and I bubbled like crazy before he finally placed it between my lips. Gawd; that was erotic as hell!

He fucked me like that for several minutes, taking my reg and using it to toy with me before giving it back. But I was mad with desire and I wanted even more. I’d brought him this far and I decided to see if I could bring him all the way.

I climbed off him and we stood up together. Then I turned my back to him, reaching back to grab his hard cock. I was trembling as I placed it right up against my puckered anus, hoping he understood what I wanted. Hell, I was hoping I understood for myself what I thought I wanted!

He pushed carefully against my opening, apparently not wanting to hurt me, and I loved him for that. But it drove me crazy as he worked himself inside me with agonizing slowness. Then he was finally all the way inside, his cock buried deep in my ass.

I started fucking him hard, impaling myself on that hard, throbbing shaft of his. Wondering how far I could take him, I grabbed one of his hands and placed it at my throat. He seemed to instantly pick up on what I was thinking because he used his hand to choke me a little as he pulled me back toward him.

Snuba 14I grunted and exhaled as I encountered that familiar strangling sensation. He caressed my neck a little and then slowly squeezed even harder, just exactly the way I wanted him to! I wanted to be raped in the ass underwater – wanted to be choked and molested! I groaned in response as I thrust back against him, deeply impaling my ass with his dick!

He suddenly reached around and snatched my regulator out of my mouth. I grunted in alarm as another jolt of erotic tingles hit me hard. That’s when he really began pounding my ass, setting me on fire with a blazing desire to be brutally dominated!

I grunted and bubbled as he fucked my ass, my head starting to get dizzy from lack of air again. I cried out for the reg but he deliberately withheld it from me which turned me on even more. He was becoming more wicked with me and it was giving me such incredible tingles.

Bubbles poured from my mouth before he finally jammed the reg between my lips. I gulped air down into my lungs moments before he cruelly jerked it away. Then he fucked my ass hard, his throbbing cock raping me even as my muscles hungrily tried to pull him deep inside me.

He pounded me relentlessly before shifting me in position once more. This time he gathered me up in his arms, my knees tight together as he found my ass again. Then he fucked me good and hard, driving his cock deep in my rectum.

Snuba 15I grunted and groaned as he raped my ass, my body hot with the electrical current of an insane arousal. I think I’d become the sexual outlet he so desperately needed – the sexual release his body craved – and he was deliciously brutal about it. It was the kind of fucking I craved – the pounding a woman sometimes needs whenever she slips over the edge of desire to serve as someone’s fuck-toy.

He let me swallow a few precious gulps of air before abruptly pulling the reg out of my mouth again. Then he really gave it to me good, pumping my ass hard. I couldn’t help myself and I screamed out my pleasure in a froth of bubbles as the molten heat of a massive volcano built toward an orgasmic eruption of devastating proportions.

He returned my reg to my lips and allowed me a few pitiful breaths before taking it away again. But I didn’t care. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, hoping he wouldn’t stop… praying he wouldn’t stop until he’d totally had his way with me.

He suddenly returned my reg to me before pulling out. I groaned with disappointment at the withdrawal of his wonderful rape-tool from my ass. Then he placed me on my hands and knees on the bottom of the pool. I gasped excitedly, bracing for the inevitable.

Once again he came up behind me, pressing his hard cock against my puckered anus. With one hard thrust he was in and I cried out in delirium. Then he really started raping me as a hand came around and grabbed my neck, threatening to choke the very life out of me.

Snuba 16He pounded me like a man possessed, my muscles desperately trying to milk him dry. Then once again he reached around to jerk the reg out of my mouth. I was left with that terribly erotic, breathless feeling as my body sang with an incredible arousal.

I was on all fours at the bottom of the pool and at that moment I felt like I was his bitch… and I LOVED it! I would have done anything for him, especially the way he was giving me the fucking I so deeply craved, the fucking I so badly needed! He was the one depriving me of air, both for his pleasure and mine, and it was filling me with an inferno of fiery, molten lust.

I suddenly felt him begin to swell inside my rectum, begin to swell yet again. Gawd; was he actually going to cum a third time??!! But my chest was starting to heave and I figured he’d better hurry. My lungs were burning from lack of air and I was getting dizzy again.

His hands found my neck and he began to squeeze, choking me. My eyes began to bulge and I actually started to put up a struggle. But the more I fought against him the harder he raped my ass!

My lungs were on fire; I desperately needed the reg again! But he refused to return it to me! Instead the bastard just pounded me relentlessly, raping me hard and fast.

I grunted and bubbled, trying to communicate to him my urgent need for my next breath. But strangely he seemed to ignore me, focusing instead on his own pleasure. Gawd; he was going to drown me if he didn’t hurry up and feed me the regulator!

I struggled harder, even as he forced me to remain on my hands and knees. My lungs were on fire and I was losing air fast. Didn’t he understand?? Didn’t he see I needed the hose?? What the hell was he DOING??!!

I heard him breathing heavily behind me with massive exhalations as my own lungs cried out from lack of air. My cheeks bulged as my lips clamped tightly together, my eyes bugging out from my brain’s lack of air. “RETURN THE REG TO ME, ERIC!” my mind screamed. “GIVE IT BACK OR I’M GOING TO DROWN!”

That’s when it occurred to me…

Gawd! What if he really WANTED me to drown?? What if somehow I’d actually picked up the wrong man??!!

I tried to make a break for the surface but I didn’t have enough energy to twist out of his grasp. He just kept raping my ass from behind as though he was never going to stop. Then my lungs gave out and air burst out of my mouth to billow up to the surface.

I tried to stop it but it was too late. I gurgled as I inhaled reflexively. A moment later my orgasm detonated inside me like the explosion of an atomic bomb.

My body began to shudder like mad, my back arching as a wave of white-hot pleasure flooded throughout my entire being. At the same time I began to buck and jerk as my lungs were flooded with cool, pool water. I coughed out bubbles, sucking down more pool water as I began to drown with a cock up my ass.

At that very moment I felt Eric explode, felt his creamy warmth deep in my rectum. The fucking bastard had actually left his spunk in all three of my holes… and now he was drowning my ass! I simply couldn’t believe it!!

I went from one orgasm right into the next one as I bucked and jerked like crazy. I felt water invading every hole… every pore… every fiber of my being. It hurt like hell but the agony was minimized by the massive surge of incredible pleasure that kept washing back and forth inside me like the tide coming in, going out, and then coming back in again.

I coughed and gurgled, consciously aware of a soreness in both my cunt and ass. Then I experienced what felt like the onset of yet a third, more devastating climax. My system simply couldn’t handle the load and I spasmed painfully before finally passing out, collapsing into blissful unconsciousness…

I was awakened by the heat of the sun as it warmed my body. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I’d lost the shade of the patio umbrella I was under. Then I looked around in confusion.

I was lying naked on a comfortable patio lounger in the backyard of my friend’s house, the guy who owned the pool I sometimes use to bring males over for impromptu snuba and scuba lessons. But there was no one around except me. I sat up groggily, aware of how sore and yet how pleasantly wonderful I felt.

My bikini lay discarded on the ground next to the patio lounger along with my dive mask and weight belt. A single hose was uncoiled, stretched out from the compressor which sat there like a silent sentinel. On the table next to me sat a couple of toys I frequently used – one for my pussy and the other for my ass.

I rubbed my eyes and shook the cobwebs out of my head. Had it all been nothing but a dream, conjured up by my subconscious desires in response to my desperate need to be fucked underwater? If it was then it had been a wet dream for the ages! I was definitely wet down below, a mess I would certainly need to clean up off the cushioned patio lounger before I went home for the day.

I rose up and looked up at the sky, judging that it was late afternoon. It was time to put everything away and then head for home. I don’t know why I couldn’t seem to remember what must have been my recent swim in the pool along with the use of my play-toys. But I could tell something had happened because I’d had several orgasms. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

As I got up and started putting things away I happened to glance down into the deep end of the pool. Something caught my eye, something that I knew didn’t belong down there. That’s when I began to question everything… including my dream…

Because lying on the bottom of the pool was a pair of red and white swim trunks that had no business being there! I knew the owner was away on vacation and I sure as hell wouldn’t have worn them! So how the hell did they get there??

© 2011

(written Jul 6 by riwa)

(Inspiration and vidcaps are from SU #37 Resort Course. Vidcaps are for illustration purposes only.)

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Dorothy’s ‘volunteer’ hanging 4.5 (32)

Dorothy smiled at the familiar face as she got out of her car. “Aneeqa, I didn’t know you’d been invited!”

“Dorothy, so nice to see you!” They embraced each other, kissing each other’s cheeks in the traditional greeting of the day.

“So are you a friend of the bride or groom?” Aneeqa wanted to know.

“Neither,” Dorothy admitted sheepishly. “But I’m friends with the Maid of Honor. Miranda invited me to come.”

“I know Miranda a little; I met her once,” Aneeqa offered, “but I happen to be friends with the groom Richard.”

They began walking together toward the building, making their way through the milling crowd. That’s when they came across Miranda. Dorothy was a little surprised she wasn’t more properly dressed, although supposedly this wasn’t being touted as a traditional wedding.

Miranda spotted them and called out to them first… “Well, there’s Aneeqa and Dorothy! Glad you two could make it!”

“Glad to be here,” Aneeqa said with a smile. Dorothy smiled and remarked, “My, but there’s a lot of people here today, Miranda!”

“That’s because we’re having some very special entertainment later,” the Maid of Honor told them.

“Special entertainment?” Aneeqa repeated in surprise. “I never heard anything about that! I was only told it was a dress-up affair and that it was a wedding not to be missed!”

“I hope I’m dressed appropriately for this event,” Dorothy added, nervously looking down at her skirt, jacket and heels.

“You’re fine, Dorothy,” Miranda reassured her, looking at Aneeqa and adding, “You’re both fine. “We’re starting inside with a reception right after the wedding. The entertainment will follow soon after.”

“Can you tell me anymore about this entertainment?”

“Sorry, Aneeqa, but right now I can’t,” Miranda replied apologetically.

“You sure are being mysterious about all this,” Dorothy added, shaking her head in dismay.

“I’m sorry about that, Dorothy, but it’s not by choice I assure you. Anyway, I’ll see you both inside, ok?”

“Ok,” they both told her as she walked away. Then Aneeqa turned and looked curiously at her.

“Mighty peculiar, Dorothy; don’t you think? Do you have any idea what’s going on here today?”

“I really don’t have a clue, Aneeqa,” Dorothy admitted. “I wish she would have told us more! There certainly is a large number of people all dressed up today!”

“I wonder what she meant by all this ‘entertainment’ business.”

“I’m sure I don’t know, Aneeqa! But I think we’re not the only ones wanting to know what’s going on. I overheard this couple right next to me saying the same thing to each other.”

“Well, I’m going to head inside. I’ll see you there.”

“Yes, you go on ahead,” Dorothy told her. “Meanwhile I think I’m going to ask a couple more people out here if they know anything more.” She nodded and then headed in the direction of the building everyone seemed to be headed toward.

Dorothy looked around until she caught sight of a couple of females heading in the same direction. She walked up to them and got their attention. “Excuse me, but do you ladies know what’s going on today?”

“No, I sure don’t!” the brunette replied. “I was only told that it would be an event we wouldn’t want to miss! That’s why Stephy and I decided to come today. Do you know anything, Stephy?”

“I sure don’t, Corinne,” her friend replied. “I’m just as in the dark as you are about it. But I heard it’s going to be special.”

‘I see these two are no help at all,’ Dorothy thought to herself. But she smiled at them as she told them, “I met my friend Aneeqa a few minutes ago. She’s curious too, but she went on ahead. I’m going to catch up to her inside.”

“Well, maybe we’ll see you inside?” Stephy asked with a smile.

“Yes, maybe you will,” Dorothy replied, smiling back as they went on without her.

‘Damn!’ she thought as she watched them go. ‘Neither of them knew anything either! I wonder what the hell is going on here today? I know there’s supposed to be a wedding and a reception. I just don’t know what this entertainment is supposed to be! Oh well… might as well go on in.’ She sighed as she followed the crowd inside…

The wedding took place in an upstairs hall. It was a simple affair, but exceedingly well attended. Dorothy was impressed with how many people had come to witness the blessed event. But the bride and groom were not in traditional attire.

Afterwards everyone was invited to attend the reception downstairs. Dorothy headed down, having missed seeing her friend Aneeqa at the wedding. She assumed she would eventually run into her at the reception, but she hadn’t yet spotted her. That’s when a harried Miranda came rushing up to her.

“Dorothy, there you are! Thank gawd, I found you! I need your help!” Dorothy was astonished.

“My help??!! You need MY help??!! But I don’t even know the bride and groom all that well except by reputation!”

“It’s ok, Dorothy. I know they will appreciate anything you can do for them. After all, it’s really important.”

“Well, I’m not sure how I can help out, Miranda.”

“Oh it’s real easy, Dorothy; I promise! I just need a little help with something out back, ok? I promise; it won’t take long!”

“I won’t miss anything down here at the reception, will I? I still don’t know what’s going on here today.”

“I promise you won’t miss out on a thing! In fact, I am authorized to give you a front row seat if you can just help me out back with a little something I cooked up for the bride and groom!”

Dorothy thought it over for a second or two before agreeing. “Well, ok,” she answered hesitantly. “I suppose I can help out for a few minutes.”

‘I suppose it can’t hurt,’ she thought to herself, stepping in behind Miranda. ‘I will probably run into Aneeqa soon enough anyway. Actually she’ll probably spot me before I spot her! Besides, with all these people here, a front row seat might be nice!’

She followed Miranda out the back door into a grassy field. Off in the distance she caught sight of something silhouetted in the late afternoon sky. Then she stared in amazement.

“Miranda, isn’t that a gallows?” she asked in utter disbelief as she pointed it out.

volunteer hanging 1“Yes it is, Dorothy. What do you think?”

“What do I think??!! Miranda, I guess I’m not sure I know WHAT to think!!” Seeing a gallows at a wedding event was NOT what Dorothy had expected to come across today!

“I just need a little help over there is all,” Miranda explained.

“A little h-help??” Dorothy stammered. “What kind of h-help do you mean?”

“Goodness, you’re jumpy today!” Then Miranda sighed with a scowl. “You want to go back inside, Dorothy? All I need is a little help out here. But if you’re not willing then I suppose I’d better go back in and get someone else!” She looked at her watch before adding, “Damn, this is going to throw their timetable off!”

The manipulative tactic worked; Dorothy quickly backtracked. “No – no; I’m willing to help!” she added hastily. “What is it you need from me?” Then she glanced up at the gallows again, a feeling of foreboding creeping over her. The damn thing was scaring the shit out of her!

“Thanks, Dorothy; I really appreciate it!” Miranda replied, appearing greatly relieved. Then she led her right up to it.

“Right this way, Dorothy. You like it? I think they worked hard to make it look authentic, don’t you? It looks realistic, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yeah, it l-looks realistic all right,” Dorothy replied, trying not to stammer, much less evidence her growing discomfort. She looked all around, hoping they wouldn’t be out there in the shadow of that damnable gallows for too much longer.

“Right up here,” Miranda coaxed, walking up the steps and motioning for Dorothy. The nervous woman hesitated as she looked up at the thick coil.

“C’mon, Dorothy! I need you up here right now! Time’s running out and I don’t want to keep the bride and groom waiting!” Dorothy swallowed the lump in her throat as she hesitantly climbed the steps.

“C’mon – c’mon; right over here!” Miranda urged, grabbing onto the coil of rope. Dorothy recoiled in alarm, her breath catching in her throat…

“W-wait a minute!! What are you going to, uh… do with that noose??”

“Will you just get over here already?” Miranda gasped in exasperation. “Damnit, Dorothy; this is taking too long! Do you want to help me or don’t you?”

“Well, ok,” Dorothy stammered. But as she got closer Miranda took the noose as though she was going to loop it around her neck.

“Uh, wait a minute, ok?” she gasped, holding up her hand as a jolt of erotic horror hit her hard. “I really don’t think I, uh…”

“Nonsense; you’ll be fine!” Miranda tried to reassure her. “Let me just snug it around your neck now, ok? See how nice and thick it is?”

“Wait – WAIT!” Dorothy stammered nervously. “Miranda I don’t think I…”

“Oh for gawd’s sake; it’s not a snake! Just calm down, ok?”

Dorothy started hyperventilating as Miranda snugged the rope up tight around her neck. “Now how does that feel?” she asked curiously.

“I don’t kn-know,” Dorothy stammered. “I g-guess it’s ok.”

“Aren’t you the least bit excited?” Miranda asked. “I’ve heard most women get a little excited when they first feel the rope around their throat. It would really help me if you were to tell me how it feels. Remember, this is for the bride and groom!”

“Well, I…” Dorothy started to stammer before she was forced to pause, swallowing another lump in her throat.

“C’mon – c’mon; I’m running behind schedule as it is! Just tell me already!”

“Y-yes, I g-guess I’m a little, uh…”

“A little what? Scared? Aroused? Excited? C’mon, Dorothy; I need to know so we can get back to the reception!”

“S-scared and, uh… excited I guess,” Dorothy admitted nervously.

“See? That wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”

“Could you, uh… t-take it off now?”

“Don’t you feel a little sexy, Dorothy?”

Dorothy was trembling as she wracked her brain trying to figure out why the hell Miranda wanted her out here with the noose and the gallows. She couldn’t for the life of her figure out how it fit into the reception back in the building! So she decided maybe it was best to play along for now… anything to hurry things up so she could get her to take the damned thing off!

“Uh, yeah… I g-guess it feels a little, uh… s-sexy. Now could you just, uh… take it off already?”

“Almost done, Dorothy; I DO appreciate this!” Miranda gushed. “Just one thing more, ok?” Then she pulled out a set of handcuffs hidden within her outfit.

“Now that we’ve got the noose around your neck, we’ll want to complete the ensemble, right? Now let me just add these handcuffs here.”

Dorothy recoiled again, squawking with fright. “P-please, Miranda… don’t…” That’s when the Maid of Honor angrily put her hands on her hips.

“Dorothy, I’m hurt! My friend asks if I know someone who can help on her wedding day and the first person I think of is you! Now do you want to help me or don’t you?”

“Look, I just don’t, uh… I don’t know about all this and…” But Miranda ignored her reluctance by pulling her arms behind her back and roughly locking her wrists together with the cuffs.

The moment she heard them clatch behind her back Dorothy’s knees nearly gave out. Why was she so frightened?? After all, she was only helping the Maid of Honor with a certain part of the reception, although she had no idea how the gallows fit into all this! Perhaps she was reading the wrong thing into Miranda’s actions, and she told herself to try to calm down.

Miranda looked her up and down approvingly and then smiled happily. “Thanks, Dorothy!” she gushed. “The bride and groom are really going to love this… and so are all their guests!” Then she reached into another pocket of her outfit, pulled out some sort of two way radio and spoke into it…

“Ok, Edwardo; send them all out! Our volunteer is all ready to go!”

Dorothy gasped in alarm. “Volunteer??!!” she blurted out in a trembling voice. “Volunteer for WHAT???!!!”

“Why, a volunteer to be hung of course, you silly bitch! Why do you think I needed your help out here?! I needed you to get into position so I can hang you special for the bride and groom and for everyone attending the reception!”

“But I d-didn’t volunteer!!” Dorothy gasped in horror.

“Sure you did! You climbed right up onto the gallows and willingly stuck your head into the noose, right? You volunteered, Dorothy; I sure didn’t force you or anything!”

“But you s-said it was for the reception!!”

“I wasn’t lying; it IS for the reception, sweetie!” Then she turned as people started streaming out of the building in their direction.

“That’s right, everyone!” she called out to them, waving them to come closer. “Come on over and gather round. Dorothy here has volunteered to hang for you all this afternoon to celebrate the union of our friends Mary and Richard!”

There were excited murmurs as people started to gather around the gallows. Dorothy was horrified and she started to hyperventilate while pleading with those walking up… “NO I HAVEN’T – NO I HAVEN’T! I HAVEN’T VOLUNTEERED FOR ANYTHING! SOMEBODY GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

“That’s good, Dorothy; that’s really good!” Miranda encouraged happily. “Show us more fear; play your part well!”

“BUT I DON’T WANT TO HANG!” She was terrified out of her mind, wondering how this day could have turned on her so vindictively.

Dorothy saw her friend standing there in the crowd, and she tried to appeal to her to help her. “ANEEQA; FOR GAWD’S SAKE, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!” Miranda just smiled in her direction.

“Isn’t she playing her part to the hilt?” she observed proudly. “She’s really milking it for all she’s worth, isn’t she? Mary and Richard should be really happy!”

At that moment Dorothy saw the bride and groom walk up. That’s when she started pleading with them as well… “PLEASE… DON’T LET HER HANG ME??!!”

Mary took her new husband’s hand in hers and smiled. “We really appreciate your performance today, Dorothy; we really do! You are really making it exciting for everyone here! This really means a lot to us!”

“BUT I DON’T W-WANT TO HANG!” That’s when Miranda grabbed onto the rope and pulled it tighter.

The noose snugged up tight, pulling Dorothy up onto her toes. It virtually cut off all further speech as she started gawking and gurgling. A moment later a dark stain appeared in her skirt as she pissed herself from her terror.

“There we go, folks,” the Maid of Honor said with a flourish, motioning at her very reluctant ‘volunteer’. “We’ve heard enough from her performance, so now we’ve got her up on her toes where she belongs! No point in hearing anymore how much she doesn’t want to hang, right?” and she winked at everyone.

“She’s acted well and truly made her point!” she went on with a flourish. “Now let’s get this show on the road, shall we?” The response was clapping and cheers from the gathered spectators.

Miranda tied the rope off, keeping Dorothy up on her toes in a partially asphyxiated state. She caught sight of Dorothy’s wet skirt and smiled. “Aww, did we just wet ourselves, sweetie? Not to worry; it’s all a part of your performance, and we all really appreciate it!”

Aneeqa came up to the woman serving as executioner, looking curiously at her friend all noosed, trembling and gasping. “Are you really going to hang her, Miranda?” she queried. “Did she really volunteer?”

“I sure am, Aneeqa!” the Maid of Honor replied excitedly. “You won’t believe it when I say this, but she came right out, saw the gallows and volunteered on the spot! Why she couldn’t wait to stick her head in the noose! She even told me she hoped to hang well for her friend Aneeqa today! Isn’t that right, Dorothy?”

They turned to look at her as the topic of their discussion rasped and gurgled, trying to force the words out of her mouth that it was all a lie, that she had not volunteered in the slightest but that she had been tricked! She could only plead with Aneeqa with her eyes not to let them hang her.

Aneeqa looked at her friend in the noose with new-found admiration. “Wow, Dorothy; I’m really excited!” she happily told her. “I’m so very proud of you today! Thank you so much for volunteering! This is a real treat; I’m sure Mary and Richard are going to love it! I know I sure am!” Dorothy rasped and gurgled but was unable to verbalize a reply to the contrary.

Miranda looked at the bride and groom, smiling as she saw them nod their readiness at watching Dorothy’s show. Then she turned to face the gathered throng. “Is everyone ready for today’s entertainment?!” she said aloud, proudly acting as Master of Ceremonies.

There were eager cries for her to get on with it, causing her to grin excitedly. “Ok, ladies and gentlemen… let’s drop her!” Then she walked over and grabbed onto a lever. “You’re on, sweetie,” she said happily to the frightened woman as she pulled it.

Dorothy tried to cry out as she fell, only for the noose to pull her up short as she wet herself in orgasm. She’d only fallen about a foot or so, leaving her another foot off the ground. Then her feet began fluttering for solid footing beneath her that was no longer there.

Volunteer hangingHer mind cried out for somebody to get her down from there as her legs started to scissor. Then she began to swing back and forth as her legs flew outward. One heel flew off and then the other followed as her toes curled.

She rasped and gurgled, astonished that it could hurt so much. But she was still getting air, although it was painful every time she tried to take a breath. The noose hadn’t cut off her windpipe completely, but it was making it an agony every time her lungs tried to swell from taking another breath.

Her legs pedaled as though she was trying to run in the noose. Then her knees began jerking upward as though that would somehow relieve the agony around her throat. But that only succeeded in constricting the lethal coil around her neck, making it even harder to draw a breath.

She twisted in one direction and then back the other way as she swayed back and forth. Aneeqa came into her line of vision and she pleaded with her eyes for her to take her down. But when she saw the look of rapture in her friend’s face, she was horrified that she appeared to be so sexually aroused watching her suffering…

“Damn, girl; that is so fucking sexy! I never knew you were going to volunteer for this! Why didn’t you tell me?! It’s a hell of a surprise, honey, but I fucking love it! You are really putting on quite a show!!”

As she struggled to get a decent breath of air she saw Stephy and Corinne standing there watching her with great interest. Both of them appeared to be rather flushed from the spectacle. But it was evident they admired her courage, even if they thought she was a little crazy to volunteer…

“Wow, just look at her hang!”

“Did you see her orgasm when Miranda pulled the lever?”

“That is so fucking hot… although I could NEVER volunteer for something like that!” Dorothy rasped for breath as she tried to convey to them that she hadn’t volunteered. But at this point in time it really didn’t seem to matter anymore. She was going to hang to death anyway; no one was going to take her down.

She twisted in place, getting a glimpse of others watching her. She saw several bulges in trousers as well as many females appearing quite out of breath. She even saw one woman in a white blouse with nipples poking through the fabric as though she was quite turned on by the spectacle!

She twisted and swung until the bride and groom came into her line of sight, standing there observing her every movement. There was a noticeable bulge in Richard’s pants, a bulge the bride was only too happy to be groping at that very moment. Dorothy noticed Mary seemed to be in a rapturous fog of bliss, appearing to intently study her every agonizing jerk and spasm in the noose…

“Just look at her, honey! Miranda really picked out a good one! She’s quite a fighter!”

“She sure did, my love. I wasn’t sure I believed her when your Maid of Honor said she would supply the volunteer if we put up the gallows. But it was well worth it!”

“Maybe we could hang someone next year on our anniversary, Richard?”

“If I know Miranda, she’ll probably find someone to ‘volunteer’ if you would like that, my love. Let’s ask her when we get back to the reception.”

Dorothy’s mind raced with incredulous thoughts. Why was this happening to her; why had she been so deceived? Was this the plan all along: for Miranda to pick her out so they could all watch her hang during the reception?? Everyone out there seemed more than a little eager to watch her hang to death!

She kicked and struggled for two minutes… four… six! It felt like an eternity, an agony she could not comprehend. She could still breathe, although just barely. A part of her wanted to die, wanted her suffering to end. Another part wanted to live, wanted someone to come up and cut her down.

She kicked and jerked, causing the noose to tighten even more. Her knees came up and she jerked down hard again as though trying to jerk the noose loose from around her neck. It only tightened even more, causing her body to panic from lack of oxygen as she kicked and struggled.

There was a brief flurry of activity as her body swung and twisted. Then she finally hung limp, her eyes glazing over as her tongue protruded. She was humiliated as a loud fart emanated out from underneath her skirt, followed by her bladder giving way. Most of the spectators witnessed the urine streaming down her legs, and they cheered and applauded as though it was the icing on the proverbial cake.

“I think she’s about done, folks,” Miranda observed at around the nine minute mark. “We’ll just leave her up here for awhile for all of you to enjoy!” Then she turned toward Richard and Mary.

“To the bride and groom!!” she declared. “May you have many happy years together!”

Dorothy barely heard the cheers and applause. But she was more focused on the fact that she couldn’t feel anything below her waist anymore. What’s more, she could feel major organs dying inside, could feel her body in agony. Then her vision failed her.

She could still hear voices, could hear people talking about her hanging, talking about how much they had enjoyed it. She recognized Aneeqa’s voice as she congratulated the happy couple… recognized Miranda telling them how honored she was to be allowed to execute Dorothy for their happy day. Then she faded away into unconsciousness as merciful oblivion finally claimed her…

Her heart continued to beat for another fifteen minutes, pumping slower and slower until it finally gave out. By then several of the spectators had come up to have their picture taken with the dangling volunteer. The bride and groom also stepped up, happily sandwiching Dorothy’s lifeless body between them for several pictures.

Eventually everyone headed back into the reception hall. Miranda hung around until everyone was gone. Then she came up to Dorothy one last time and gave her dead body a push.

“Thank you for volunteering, sweetie,” she whispered lovingly. “You were really great! But I’m going to leave you out here awhile longer while everyone is at the reception. After all, we don’t want your corpse stinking up the place on Richard and Mary’s wedding day, do we?” Then she giggled as she took her leave, heading back toward the reception to share in the joy of the big day with the bride and groom as well as the memory of such a wonderful hanging…

© 2015

(written for Dorothy May 1 by riwa)

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Janet and the water tube 4.4 (14)

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Doc wanted me to test the water tube before he put Jenna or Brianna in it. So I went over to that section of the laboratory and made sure it was functioning properly. I tested all the valves and the corresponding controls, making sure everything seemed to be in order.

For a moment I paused, staring hypnotically into the water tube. I could almost imagine Jenna or Brianna in there trying to hold their breath while locked into the foot supports at the bottom. They are the two volunteers the doc uses during his drowning experiments.

The mental image of them writhing around as the doc pushed their limits and then drowned them was enough to get me all worked up. I’m not much for having an encounter with another female. But picturing them holding their breath in a flooded tube was enough to make me tingly all over, especially when I imagined it could be me in there!

It suddenly occurred to me that I wouldn’t truly know if the water tube worked properly unless someone had actually been inside! Oh, the controls worked fine and all. It’s just that I found myself wanting to be inside holding my breath in the worst way!

I set the controls to run some automatic cycles of draining and refilling, something the doc might pull on one of his amorous volunteers. Then I looked all around to make sure no one was watching. When I confirmed I was all alone I shed my clothes lickety-split and then rushed naked up the steps and through the door to the top of the tube.

I was trembling with excitement when I dropped into the tube with a quiet splash from the opening above. I had about a minute before it started its cycle so I reached up and latched the cover closed above me. Then I filled my lungs and worked my way down.

When my toes touched the foot supports I slid my feet into each one. Then I stood there and held my breath. A moment later I heard the sound of a valve opening and the tube started to drain rapidly.

I was so turned on standing there naked! Anyone could have come by and seen me! My nipples were hard and my pussy was wet as I imagined myself in Jenna or Brianna’s situation, getting ready for another of the doc’s experiments. Well, actually he’s an assistant to Doctor Crocker, but we still call him “Doc”.

The water totally drained, leaving me trembling excitedly. Thirty seconds later it began swirling back in from the base of the tube. It filled quickly and it only took another thirty seconds before it reached my crotch.

I gasped, trembling like crazy as the water kept rising. In less than a minute it had covered my breasts and was rapidly climbing up to my neck. I took a really deep breath seconds before it swirled up over my nose. Then I was totally submerged, the water having taken a little over a minute to totally envelop me in its liquid cocoon as it continued to race up to the top.

My pussy was on fire as I held my breath. I imagined I was Jenna or Brianna, preparing to drown for another one of the good doctor’s experiments. Then I heard the sound of another valve opening and the water started to drain back out.

‘Good!’ I thought to myself. ‘By the time the water level drops back down I should have been holding my breath for about a minute.’ This was confirmed by a clock on the back wall someone had put up, allowing me to time the system.

My lungs weren’t too bad when the water dropped below my mouth, allowing me to breathe again. After all, a minute was fairly easy for me. But it didn’t pay to try long breath-holds all at once. Better to work up to them!

The water stopped just above my crotch and I panted heavily for breath. Then I heard the sound of valves again. The tube was filling back up.

I watched the clock on the wall as the water climbed my quivering body. I was already regretting not having brought a play-toy in with me. But I knew I was going to get off anyway before it was all over! Besides, I’m pretty talented playing with myself whenever the mood strikes!

I got about a full minute of air to get ready before the water level reached my chin. I quickly filled my lungs and then settled in for a longer breath-hold as bubbles dribbled out of my nose. So far the automatic programming was running true to form, leaving me virtually the exact amount of time I’d plugged into the coordinates to get my breath back. But this time I was going to be under for a minute thirty.

I watched the clock on the wall and then looked up to see how well the water was filling the tube. It was almost full before the valves kicked in again. I had another forty-five seconds before it dropped back down past my lips, allowing me to breathe again.

I stood there imagining the doc watching my naked body. I could just picture that bulge of his and I felt an erotic shiver ripple through me. No wonder Jenna and Brianna liked the doc to watch them drown! It must have been exciting knowing they were turning him on! I actually found myself secretly wishing he was watching me at that very moment.

The water level dropped past my lips and I gasped for breath as I checked the clock on the wall. It had been about a minute thirty, give or take a second or two. The system was running great!

I panted heavily, working to get my breath back. I’d set it up for one more session that would keep me under for two full minutes. That was easily within my limits. But there was that delicious flicker of uncertainty in the back of my mind. What would happen if today I’d miscalculated and I couldn’t GO two minutes on one breath??

I heard the valves as the water started to rise again. If I panicked I could easily slip out of the foot supports and go on up. But the tube would still be full before the water level started to drop. Still, I knew it should go back down within the time frame, giving me the air pocket I might need if I for some reason I couldn’t hold it long enough.

But wasn’t that a part of the thrill? Was that one of the many reasons Jenna and Brianna liked pushing things until the doc drowned them in his experiments? I found myself actually considering volunteering for his next session! It wasn’t the first time I’d thought about it. And as erotic as the whole damn thing was I doubted it would be the last.

I checked the clock on the wall and discovered I was well into a minute. A quick glance up showed me the water tube was completely full. There was no air pocket whatsoever. If I were to get into trouble now I would be forced to wait until it started to drain again.

The thought was arousing as hell and I finally succumbed to the temptation by running my hand down and fingering myself. My body writhed as bubbles trickled out of my mouth. Gawd; it was so hot! My nips were really hard!

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure I was fingering into myself. It wasn’t long until my lungs began to feel the strain. The thought of miscalculating or something going wrong and being trapped inside the water tube really got to me and I began fingering myself like crazy!

I knew I had to hurry if I was going to cum underwater because I could tell the water tube was draining again. I could feel the strain in my lungs of holding my breath and I really fingered myself. Then I popped off with a wonderful climax, one that flushed hotly through my body.

The water dropped below my head and I waited until it fell below my lips before I opened my eyes and gasped for breath. That’s when I saw the good doctor standing there at the controls, an amused look on his face!

Oh, gawd…

I went beet red with embarrassment as he studied my naked, trembling body. “Mind telling me what you’re doing in there, Janet?” he asked with a smile.

“I’m just checking the water tube like you asked, Doc!” I sputtered nervously. “I’m just checking to make sure it works properly is all!”

“Then let’s really check it, shall we?” he suggested with a grin. A moment later he tripped the override switch, deactivating my program. An instant later the foot supports clamped down tight around my feet as he toggled the controls!

“Doc?” I called out nervously as my heart rate skyrocketed. A moment later he gave a good, hard twist on the main valve. Water came boiling up from the bottom and I had seconds to fill my lungs before it rushed up past my head!

I grunted in alarm as an incredible jolt of sexual tingles hit me hard. This wasn’t at all what I’d planned on! I was only going to sneak into the water tube for a quick check and a quickie orgasm before leaving! Now I was trapped inside, my feet firmly secured inside the foot supports as the doc watched me!!

“What do you think, Janet?” he called out to me. “Is it working properly?” I nodded anxiously, my nipples rock hard.

With a hard twist on the valve in reverse I heard the water start to drain. Relief flooded my being and I nodded and bubbled. The water was almost a foot over my head and draining fast.

All of the sudden Doc grabbed the wheel and gave it a good hard twist in the opposite direction. The water instantly stopped raining and began to rise again! My eyes flew open in astonishment! Gawd! I hadn’t even been allowed to get a breath yet!

“You think Jenna and Brianna will like this?” the doc chuckled at me. My lungs really began to strain and I reached out and pounded on the glass. Bubbles poured out of my mouth as I cried out in horror, my pussy throbbing like crazy.

Janet and the water tubeWith a quick twist of the valve the water started to drain again. But this time I was anxious for it to drop below my head so I could get that breath I needed so badly. Then the doc twisted the valve again. The water stopped draining the moment it touched the hair on my head!

I looked up and waved my arms up above the surface, thrashing about for the air I needed so badly. It was right there but the doc wouldn’t let me have any! My lungs were on fire and I was going to drown mere inches from the damn air pocket!

With a cruel smile he twisted the valve. The water dropped past my lips and I gasped madly for breath, my body trembling like mad. Then he twisted it again and it flowed right back up over my head! I grunted in alarm until he twisted the valve once more, allowing the water to drain out until I could breathe again!

“So what do you think?” he asked again. “Think they’ll like it, Janet? Or maybe I should test it out on somebody else first?”

I coughed and sputtered, desperately trying to get my breath back. Then Doc twisted the valve again! My eyes flew open in horror and I frantically filled my lungs seconds before the water flowed up past my face!

I stared at him in horror, grunting in alarm. To my shock he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock! Then he actually started stroking it right there in front of me!!

I couldn’t believe it! He’d never acted this way with me before! Now I got the distinct impression he was actually going to enjoy watching me drown! It filled me with a terribly erotic fire as my lungs began to protest.

I looked upward, only to see he hadn’t left me any air pocket at all! No matter; my feet were still trapped inside the foot supports. I wasn’t going anywhere until he activated the release!

I watched him in absolute astonishment as he stroked himself. I couldn’t believe it and I began thrashing about. He was actually going to watch me DROWN??!! Why that BASTARD!!!

My lungs began to burn as my heart hammered in my chest. Then in a sudden panic I reached out and began beating upon the glass again. That just made him smile and stroke his cock even more!

Who the hell WAS this guy? Had Doctor Crocker even bothered giving him a background check? I was going to drown in this water tube… and no doubt he was going to drown Jenna and Brianna next!!

I screamed my breath away as I pounded upon the glass. Then my lungs gave out and I sucked water down my throat. That’s when he aimed his cock in my direction, cum spurting out to splatter against the glass!

I stared in horror, astonished that he was cumming as I was drowning!! That’s when I came so very, very hard! My body started thrashing about as my mind screamed helplessly…

I’M DROWNING! I’M DROWNING! I’M DROWNING! HE’S DROWNING ME! THE DOC IS DROWNING ME!

…and then I woke up!

The sheets were wet! I’d squirted so hard from my orgasm that I’d soaked them!

I shook the remnants of the dream out of my head, remembering that we didn’t have that kind of water tube on the premises. My body was tingling from wild aftershocks. But I couldn’t help dwelling on one rather disturbing thought…

Was that why I’d had such an incredible dream? Was I really considering volunteering for one of Doc’s drowning experiments some day?? Was I really that crazy???

© 2012

(written for Skip Jan 13 by riwa)

(inspired by stories written by Drownlover about the underwater research laboratory)

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Mystique Part 2 – The law comes a-callin’ 4 (7)

(repost)

Note: This is the sequel to Mystique Part 1 – Auto-erotic asphyxiation turns deadly

Officer Colette Donaldson knocked on the door to the apartment. She was tense and ready for anything, her baton in her grasp. If there was a murderess in this apartment then it would certainly pay to be at the ready.

ae37“Who’s there?” she heard a female voice call out from the other side of the door.

“It’s the police!” she declared. “Open the door, miss!”

“It’s already open!” was the reply. “Come on in, officer!” Colette opened the door, stepped inside… and then gasped at what she saw…

A noosed woman dangled lifelessly right in front of her! She was naked except for a black thong with a slit exposing the poor girl’s dripping pussy. A pair of nylons graced the victim’s slender legs and there was a puddle of something smelling of urine directly below her in the carpeting! Officer Donaldson was absolutely horrified!

ae38She turned to see another woman curled up on a white leather couch. This one was topless with shiny, latex leggings and appeared to be panting heavily, all caught up in post-orgasmic bliss. Officer Donaldson acknowledged the suspicious looking vibrator along with the video camera and opened laptop before addressing the female who seemed so casual about the fact that a virtually naked woman now hung dead in her apartment!

“All right, miss! What just happened in here?” Officer Colette tried to sound no-nonsense.

“My roommate just got through experimenting with a little autoerotic asphyxiation, officer,” Mystique explained, purring contentedly upon the couch. “You just missed it! Gawd; it was so fucking hot!”

ae39“And you did nothing??” Officer Donaldson replied in astonishment.

“Why should I, officer?” Mystique responded, acting incredulous. “After all, it was her wish to experience what it felt like to hang suspended from a noose! Why should I be the one to stop her?”

“So you just left her there to hang to death??!!”

“Gawd, baby; it was so fucking hot!” Mystique gasped breathlessly as though that rationalized everything. Then she gave the officer a sly grin as she posed seductively.

“So how about it, babe? You look like a woman who enjoys a good orgasm! How about climbing onto this couch with me so we can get each other off? I’m still horny and we can look at my roommate’s sexy body as she hangs there for us! We can even take her down and molest her if you want! I don’t think she’ll mind; after all, she’s so fucking dead!”

Colette couldn’t believe it! Instinctively she brought her nightstick up in an aggressive posture. This woman had just watched her roommate hang herself without even trying to intervene! Executing her was going to be a real pleasure, especially since she was determined to see her hang the way her poor roommate had hung!

ae40“I’m taking you in, miss! I’m charging you with the murder of your roommate! On your feet!”

Mystique simply eyed her coyly. “Don’t you want to play first?” she cooed seductively.

“This is no time for games, miss! Now get on your feet like I told you!” Mystique sighed and then dutifully rose to her feet.

“Hands up, miss! You’re under arrest for the murder of your roommate!”

“She certainly looks good hanging like that, don’t you think?” Mystique said thoughtfully, glancing over at the dangling body of her roommate as she dutifully raised her arms. “Are you SURE you don’t want to stay and enjoy the view?”

ae41“Around here we take a rather dim view of letting one’s roommate hang to death!” Officer Donaldson answered coldly. “It’ll be the gallows for you, miss! Personally I can’t wait to watch you hang! In fact, I do believe they’ll give me the privilege of hanging you myself!”

“Is that so?” Mystique challenged. “I wouldn’t count my executions before they’re hatched, bitch!” Then she twirled unexpectedly, sending her foot right into Colette’s midsection.

ae42Officer Donaldson gasped, having been caught completely by surprise. She never expected the surprise attack!

ae43She dropped to her knees and bent over, momentarily winded and stunned. “I never thought fate would give me a second playmate today!” Mystique said to her with a chuckle, looking down at the officer with growing excitement. “Now we’re REALLY going to have some fun!”

ae44Officer Donaldson lunged at her. But Mystique was quicker. Within seconds the murderous roommate was on top of her, an arm around her neck while eagerly reaching for the baton that had skittered away. In an instant Colette knew that her situation had suddenly taken a rather ominous turn.

ae45“Get off me, bitch!” the officer gasped, trying to wriggle free. “You’re under arrest!”

“Not until I’ve had my fun, hun!” Mystique cackled, trying to hold on while grabbing for the nightstick.

ae46She lost her grip on the officer as she grasped the baton. It was the opening Officer Donaldson needed and she started to twist her way free. Somehow Mystique managed to wrap her legs around the woman while grabbing her by the neck.

ae47“You BITCH!” Colette gasped, struggling to get away. “Let me go, you murdering whore!”

“Not until we’re finished with our little playtime!” Mystique shot back, grappling with her as they both fought over the baton.

ae48Both women struggled, each one trying to grab the nightstick, sensing its value as a weapon.

ae49Mystique snatched it up first as Colette rolled underneath her. “You’re going to pay for this!” Officer Donaldson warned.

“Not if you’re taking a nap I won’t!” Mystique declared triumphantly, lifting the baton above her head. Colette frantically lifted an arm, hoping to deflect the strike. The nightstick came down and she grunted from the blow as it put her lights out.

ae50Mystique panted quietly as she straddled the unconscious officer, her mind entertaining deliciously wicked thoughts. She rose up and quickly closed the door, not wanting anyone to look in on her having her fun. First she propped her new play-toy up against the wall. Then she shed her tight latex pants, leaving herself standing there in her sheer nylons and a pair of sexy black panties.

“Have yourself a nice little nap, officer,” she told the unconscious woman with a grin. “Because when you wake up, you and I are going to have ourselves such fun together!” Mystique couldn’t help herself and she slid a hand down under her panties, rubbing herself and noticing how wet she was as she started looking forward to their upcoming erotic encounter.

ae51

Officer Donaldson moaned weakly, her mind all fuzzy. She had a splitting headache but that wasn’t the worst of it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and there was some sort of cloth over her mouth.

She suddenly became aware of how wet she was… aware of a soft tongue lapping up her juicy twat! Her eyes flew open and she grunted in alarm! Her trousers had been removed and the dangling woman’s roommate was right in front of her, bent forward on her arms and knees while eagerly slurping up her gushing fluids out of the gaping hole in her pantyhose!

The dead roommate hung quietly behind the kneeling, slurping bitch, leaving Colette with an unnerving view of the disturbingly sexy, dangling body. Was that what was responsible for making her so wet? Or was it the talented tongue of the murderous whore kneeling before her while eating her out?? She moaned again, tipping her head back and closing her eyes. This was totally humiliating!!

ae52“Gawd; you’re so fucking wet!” Mystique told her, panting heavily for breath. “Is it me making you so wet, officer? Or is it the sight of my sexy roommate in the noose behind me? Personally I’d like to think it’s a little bit of both!”

Colette was horrified, especially when the murderous woman got on her hands and feet and deliberately flashed her a view of her pussy. “See how wet I am, babe?” Mystique told her. “See how horny you’re making me?? Gawd; I’m so fucking wet!” The officer grunted with embarrassment as Mystique deliberately masturbated right in front of her!

ae53“Wanna watch me cum?” Mystique chuckled at her. “How about if I cum and squirt all over your face? Gawd; that would be so fucking hot!” She laughed as the officer looked at her in shock and humiliation.

ae54“Let’s play!” Mystique giggled, grabbing the officer’s leg and stretching it out over her arm and leg. Then she lifted up her own leg and shoved her foot up in the indignant woman’s face. “You wouldn’t by any chance happen to have a nylon foot fetish; would you, officer?” She chuckled as Colette grunted in disgust.

ae55“Like it?” Mystique chuckled. “Do you like how I smell? I sure like how YOU smell, babe! Your foot has the smell of impending death!” Colette whimpered anxiously as the murderous roommate sighed with pleasure.

ae56“C’mon!” Mystique told her. “Up – up – up! Here; let me help you!” Officer Donaldson grunted in alarm as her captor bent down and reached for her.

What was going to happen to her?! What was this perverted bitch going to DO to her??!! The sight of the dangling roommate hanging from the noose was a clear indication that whatever this bitch intended for her was not going to be pleasant!

ae57“Up – up!” Mystique commanded, lifting the officer up onto her feet. Then she grabbed the baton and inspected it closely. “What a nice looking dildo you have here! I’ll bet you can’t wait to use this, can you! Here, let me help you!”

Colette let out a muffled cry as Mystique placed the nightstick underneath the officer. Then the murderous roommate forced her to bend down and squat upon it, impaling her. “You’ve got a nice hole in your hose, officer… just perfect for your baton! Now you just focus on my dangling roommate while I take care of the rest, ok?”

ae58Colette moaned as the nightstick was forced up into her pussy. “Just like that, officer!” Mystique gasped excitedly as she guided the woman, impaling her deeper onto the baton. “Now you get to ride your nice, long fuck-stick while watching my sexy roommate hang there for your viewing pleasure! Won’t that be nice?”

ae59Colette cried out in protest but it did her no good. Mystique simply forced her to bounce up and down upon the baton shoved up her twat. “Ride it, bitch!” the murderous roommate demanded. “Ride it! Let’s see how a sexy officer of the law fucks herself on her own nightstick! Look at my dead roommate and fuck yourself!”

Officer Donaldson tried to resist, grunting as she let out muffled cries of protest. “I said ‘RIDE IT’, bitch!” Mystique commanded. “Here; let me help you!” Colette was pulled over backward, crying out uncomfortably as the baton was forced even deeper into her cunt.

“Isn’t this good?” her tormentor gasped excitedly. “I’ll bet you really enjoy a good fuck with your nightstick, don’t you! I’ll bet I’m not doing anything to you that you haven’t already done to yourself, am I!”

ae60“You want to join my roommate, officer?” Mystique asked with a lecherous grin. “You want to ‘cum and go’ just like she did? Gawd; you’re such a perverted bitch! But I do like your style!” Colette grunted in alarm and she tried to shake her head. But there was nothing she could do to break free.

ae61“Let’s do it!” Mystique gasped excitedly. “Let’s engage in a little autoerotic asphyxiation! Here, let me help you go for one last ride on your nightstick!” Then Mystique wrapped her arm around the officer’s neck and began to choke her out.

“Cum for me, you sexy bitch! Cum for me and die! Fuck that baton and gasp for me as you die, you sexy bitch!”

Colette grunted as her eyes started to bug out. She could feel the nightstick up her cunt as she started to get lightheaded. The bitch was actually going to asphyxiate her to death and there was nothing she could do about it!! As her vision started to dim she felt a mammoth orgasm slam into her.

ae62She started to buck and shudder, gurgling as she tried to gasp for breath. But the arm around her neck was too tight! As she started to pass out her bladder gave way.

ae63Mystique hung on tight, muttering “Gawd – gawd – GAWD! YOU GO, GIRL! CUM FOR ME! PISS YOURSELF AND DIE LIKE A GOOD GIRL!” Then Colette went limp in her grasp. Mystique eased her grip, allowing the dead officer’s body to collapse onto the floor, the baton nearly sliding out of her drenched pussy.

ae64“Gawd, baby!” Mystique panted, observing the big puddle of urine mixed with the dead woman’s flowing juices. “You really went out with a bang, didn’t you! Boy, did you really piss yourself or what? What a mess you made! I sure hope you enjoyed it every bit as much as I did!”

ae65Mystique knelt down and lifted the dead woman up, tossing her up over her shoulder. “I’m not quite through with you yet, officer,” she said to the body as she carried it over toward the couch. “I hope you don’t mind.” She paused as though waiting for a response…

“You say you don’t mind at all? Oh goodie! I was hoping you wouldn’t mind!”

ae66She dropped the body unceremoniously onto the couch. Colette ended up sprawled upside down, her legs spread obscenely. Her eyes were cross-eyed and vacant and her tongue hung out from being asphyxiated.

“Gawd; you’re such a slut!” Mystique observed with a giggle. “Why I do believe you want that nightstick back and shoved up your juicy twat again; am I right? Well have it your way, you sexy bitch!”

She went and retrieved the baton, the woman’s juices having slickened it right up. She took it back and gleefully shoved it hard into the dead officer’s inviting opening. There was a slurping sound as Mystique brutally fucked the dead woman’s cunt…

“Gawd, baby; you are SUCH a fucking whore! I didn’t realize you officers of the law could be such sluts!! Fuck, you’re making me hot again!”

ae67Mystique’s lusts overcame her sense of propriety. She climbed onto the couch with the dead body, arranging Colette until the two women were lying on their sides in opposite directions in a shameful ‘69’ position. Then the perverted roommate began licking out the officer’s juicy pussy as she mashed her own crotch up against the dead woman’s face.

ae68Mystique humped the officer’s face good and hard, licking and slurping while stealing an occasional glance at her dangling roommate. It was simply too erotic for her to handle and she ultimately cried out in orgasm, gushing her fluids up against the dead woman’s face. She finally had to stop and catch her breath from the excitement of it all.

She sprawled the body of the officer onto her back upon the couch, spreading her legs and licking out her pussy again. Then she leaned forward, rubbing her tits over the whole dripping mess. Mystique finally collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily for breath.

ae69“Gawd; you were GREAT!” she gushed, panting heavily. Then smile faded as she looked at the officer and then at the body of her dangling roommate.

“What AM I going to do with you two?” she sighed, shaking her head. “I suppose I’ll just have to carry you both out into the hall and take you down to the garbage chute. The incinerator should handle the two of you quite nicely. Thanks again ladies!” Then she opened the door and looked up and down the hall before scooping up the body of the officer and taking her out first…

© 2012

(written for Odin Aug 1 by riwa)

(Idea inspired by Odin’s posers which are added here courtesy of Odin for illustration purposes only.)

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Speedo libido 4.6 (134)

(repost)

She was horny as fuck! More importantly, she wanted to do it underwater! The problem was the pool was empty and there were no immediate candidates on the horizon!

As she lay on her patio lounger in her black Speedo one-piece and swimcap she saw him come out. She eyed him hungrily as he tossed a towel onto a patio chair and then casually headed for the pool. He carried a pair of dark goggles in his hand. He had short hair and a body that was eminently fuckable!

What really caught her eye was the sexy pair of black Speedos he was wearing. She could see his cock making a noticeable bulge even though he didn’t seem to be hard. At that moment she wanted him bad!

She gave him an encouraging smile as he waded into the pool. But he totally ignored her, never even giving her so much as a glance! Why of all the nerve!

‘That bastard!’ she thought indignantly. ‘Nobody ignores me like that!’ Then she stood up and made her way over to the edge of the pool.

She looked down and saw him swimming back and forth along the bottom. “Oh, you don’t get off THAT easily!” she snorted. “You’re MINE… and don’t you fucking forget it!” Then she dove into the water.

He totally ignored her as she swam up behind him. ‘That’s it, you fucking bastard!’ she thought. ‘I’m horny and you’re convenient!’ Then she grabbed a handful of hair as she climbed on top of his ass, bubbling excitedly.

__hr_spdo01‘I’m gonna fix your ass!’ she thought wickedly as she straddled him, bringing them to the pool bottom. He grunted as she grabbed onto his hair with both hands.

__hr_spdo02She wrapped her legs around him, riding him hard while causing him to lose serious bursts of air. He wasn’t sure what the hell had hit him but he tried to shake free.

__hr_spdo03‘Just where the hell do you think YOU’RE going??’ she thought as she grimly held on. ‘I hope you can hold your breath just as long as I can, fella! You just became my fuck-toy for the afternoon!’

__hr_spdo04Grabbing his hair, she viciously yanked his head back and forth as he lost a few more bubbles.

__hr_spdo05‘I’d hold onto that air if I were you, baby!’ she thought with grim determination. ‘You and I have got some serious fucking to do down here… and I fucking LOVE IT underwater!’ He grunted and bubbled but she managed to stay on her bucking fuck-toy. Feeling his passion and power as she ground into his ass gave her a rush of excitement!

__hr_spdo06She flipped him over until he was on his back looking up at her in shock. ‘This is what I do to bad boys like you!’ she thought, freeing his rock hard cock from his confining swimsuit.

__hr_spdo07She grabbed it with her hand and started running her tongue along the shaft, licking it like an ice cream cone. He tried to twist away but she grabbed his cock and glared at him. Then she began licking it again, indicating to him that resistance was futile but that obedience would be rewarded!

__hr_spdo08Up and down she went, alternately licking it and then sliding her open mouth along the shaft. She wanted to savor this moment, wanted the excitement to build. She was really looking forward to this!

__hr_spdo09She teased him with her mouth, sliding her lips down his shaft until she took his balls into her mouth. She could feel how full they were getting… and his spunk would soon belong to her!

__hr_spdo10She took his cock firmly in hand, letting him know just who was boss! Then she licked the top of the shaft.

__hr_spdo11She sensuously blew bubbles against it, feeling it twitch and quiver in her hand.

__hr_spdo12She slipped the very top of his dick into her mouth, watching his reaction. He moaned helplessly.

__hr_spdo13She playfully rubbed her bottom lip against his quivering rod. Now she was teasing him… and he fucking deserved it! Her eyes flashed mischievously.

__hr_spdo14Abruptly, she took the top of his cock completely into her mouth, causing him to squirm.

__hr_spdo15But just as quickly she tantalized him by pulling him out of her mouth and sucking his shaft. Bubbles slipped out of her mouth as she eyed him hungrily.

__hr_spdo16She blew bubbles against his cock, kissing the tip of it. But she was horny as hell and she wanted him inside her right now!

__hr_spdo17She suddenly climbed on and straddled him, moving the crotch of her Speedos aside. Then she mounted him, impaling his dick deep in her throbbing cunt. She pulled down part of her suit and played with her breast as he looked on helplessly, his cock throbbing inside her.

__hr_spdo18She wrapped her legs around him and began to ride him, fucking him slowly as they drifted near the bottom of the pool.

__hr_spdo19‘MY FUCK-TOY!’ She thought as she spread her arms, daring him to resist… daring him to challenge her. He was her domain now… her possession!

__hr_spdo20As she felt her orgasm approach she began riding him harder and harder, slowly sliding off his cock and then brutally impaling him deep inside her! Instinctively he began to thrust into her tight cunt.

__hr_spdo21Ultimately she exploded with that sexual release she so desperately needed, air spewing out of her mouth as she groaned with pleasure.

__hr_spdo22She was on top of him in a flash in a 69 position, inviting him to taste the flow of her orgasm. ‘Now you’re gonna get the blowjob of your life!’ she thought with grim determination, taking the head of his cock into her mouth as she grabbed his shaft with her hand.

__hr_spdo23She slowly took his cock deeper into her mouth, moaning hungrily. Now she wanted his spunk!

__hr_spdo24She sucked him deep into her throat as she caressed his balls. For the moment she didn’t need any air! What she needed was his salty release!

__hr_spdo25Her moans of pleasure vibrated through his dick as she slowly took him deep and then eased him out of her mouth.

__hr_spdo26She took her mouth off and licked the tip, teasing him mercilessly. She just loved sucking cock. And she was determined to drain this meaty member of its vital fluids!

__hr_spdo27She was so good that men just quivered helplessly under her power. She was a pro at giving blowjobs. She looked down at her target, hungering for his sweet release!

__hr_spdo28Once again she took his cock into her mouth, slowly taking him deeper and deeper. She felt him twitch and she moaned hungrily.

__hr_spdo29She swallowed him whole until her lips were touching his balls. He shivered helplessly as she sucked, doing his best to tongue her pussy as his lungs began to burn. For the moment he was in heaven and wasn’t about to stop!

__hr_spdo30She could tell he wanted to cum, that he needed to cum! She moaned as she gobbled him down. But he’d been a bastard for ignoring her at the surface and she was determined to tease him as much as she could.

__hr_spdo31She slid off his cock, her mouth tantalizingly close. Her nipples were hard; she was ready to cum again!

__hr_spdo32‘This is it!’ she thought as she took the top of his shaft into her mouth. ‘Now I want your fucking cum! I want to feel it oozing down my throat!’ Bubbles trickled out around the seal her mouth made.

__hr_spdo33She started on his cock once more, knowing he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. Already she could feel his torso instinctively thrust into her mouth as she gripped his balls and vacuumed his twitching dick.

__hr_spdo34She moaned as she took his cock deep down her throat, vacuuming with her cheeks as her fingers played with his balls. Her lungs were heaving and his tongue was licking pleasure into her pussy, making her writhe and squirm. But she wanted his cum and she wanted it now! And no damned lack of air was going to keep her from getting it!

__hr_spdo35He felt her moan, felt the vibration in his cock as she took his entire shaft into the tight, warm pleasure of her mouth. He felt her fingers on his balls as she swallowed with the muscles of her throat, massaging his quivering dick as her lips caressed his balls. Immediately it swelled in her mouth, hot sperm racing up his shaft as her lungs heaved while she vigorously sucked him.

__hr_spdo36He cried out a flush of bubbles, the last of his air that blasted against the opening to her pussy. He began thrusting into her mouth as though he could drive his cock even deeper down her throat. Then his quivering dick erupted as hot spunk filled her mouth and slid down her throat.

She groaned, her eyes rolling as she just kept sucking and sucking, her lungs heaving in her chest as she swallowed every last drop of his delicious release. A moment later a particularly strong convulsion hit her hard. The idea of drowning with a tummy filled with cum was too much and she shuddered as a hot wave of pleasure washed through her body.

Her body stiffened and then began to buck in orgasm, her lungs heaving insistently. Her mouth remained attached to his cock and she couldn’t let go, didn’t want to let go! Then she snorted water up her nose and she began convulsing, all caught up in the throes of drowning!

Underneath her he felt his lungs heave as an inferno burned in his chest. He felt her start to groan and spasm, hearing gurgles as she tried to cough with his cock down her throat. With his last ounce of strength he pulled out of her mouth and carried her up to the surface.

The two of them coughed up water, gasping and sputtering as they clung to the side of the pool for dear life. Her eyes were glazed over and she seemed dazed and disoriented. Then she began to settle down.

As the two of them climbed out of the pool she walked over to her patio lounger and grabbed her towel, straightening her suit as though nothing had happened. He realized he was naked and was forced to jump back into the pool to retrieve his Speedos. He pulled them on and then climbed out of the water.

Neither one of them looked at each other as he went over, grabbed his towel and dried himself off. He simply ignored her, leaving the pool area in a deliberate manner as she lay on the patio lounger, her body reverberating with delicious aftershocks.

She didn’t care if she ever saw him again. She’d gotten her fuck although she’d nearly drowned in the process. But she didn’t care. She was utterly satisfied for the moment…

© 2003; 2012

(written Sep 11; ed. Feb 21 by riwa)

(Pictures and inspiration for the story are from sexunderwater.com’s “Speedo Libido” and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Lust-kill 4 (1)

(Prologue)

They said when you killed for the first time, you might tremble, out of fear.  When you got used to it, you still might tremble, out of ecstasy.  I had killed so many times by now that I had passed both these stages.  Now, I killed for pleasure.  No, not for the pleasure of killing but the pleasure to have it properly done, especially when the ones I had to kill belonged to the category of good-looking men and pretty women, like the one I just slew.

She was very, very beautiful, young and tall, with blonde hair and emerald green eyes.  She wore the costume of a dancer, a choli type breast-band studded with gems, her midriff bare and a pair of pantaloons lined with silver bells.  I did not cut her down from behind but ran past her and made a back sweep with my curved blade slashing into halves the connection part at the cleavage.

Her proud breasts were exposed and when she fell with her throat slit, her face was not distorted in pain, or fear, but just a puzzling look. I had to take her head of course.  It was needed for body count.  I had it held by the hair, took a brief look into her still wide open eyes and then had the whole thing thrown to Su-wa.  She would then hand it over to the other girls who would put it into those head-bags.  The total number would be staggering.

“No prisoners!” he had ordered.  Yes, He. He who had saved me years ago when I was left to die in the mass burial ground outside the north gate of this city, after a cruel patron plucked one of my eyes out when I refused his advances after singing for him at a banquet.  They called me Li-tong, a reference to my beautiful eyes.  Now, I had only one, my right one; the left socket was covered with a black patch.  They also killed my grandfather that day, my last kin.
Li-tong (before losing one eye)(before the loss of one eye)

That man who gave the order that everyone of this city would be put to the sword saved me that day, nursed me back to health, taught me how to ride, how to fight and how to kill.  He made me one of his women.  He was just a smuggler then, running salt which was a rare commodity strictly controlled by the imperial government.  Later he joined a rebel group.  When the leader of the group was killed, he took over the leadership.  Now, he had more than three hundred thousand men under his command.

His name is feared by the powerful and the rich, embraced by the poor, most of the time anyway.  He is called Huang Zhao.
Huang Zhao(1)

Guang Zhou, the richest city in the southern part of the Tang Empire, lay before us, soaked in blood. Before we came, the city was packed with traders from far away Arabia, Persia and Ceylon.  They said there were one hundred and twenty thousand of them: merchants, their families and dancing girls like the one who had just lost her head.  We did not know exactly when Huang ordered a total massacre of the city.  Some said it was because he had been tricked by the official there, leading him to believe that an imperial pardon was forthcoming.

Actually, there was no pardon.  The imperial court was just trying to buy time in mustering an army to march against us.  The merchants of the city promised to pay all expenses and offered bounties for our heads. We ambushed the relief force and slaughtered it to the last man.  Now, the city paid its price for betraying him.

I could not decide if it was the right thing to do.  Surely, there were innocent people among the inhabitants.  But no one dared to oppose Huang any more.  His words were law and disobedience meant death.

I was relieved that I did not meet Su-wa here first.  If she was, I had no alternative but to kill her also.  She came from Jiaozhi, a tribute state beyond the south-west frontier of the Empire.  She was also a dancing girl.  We sacked the city in the north she happened to be in.  That day, Huang did not order total annihilation of the population.  He allowed me to choose one, as replacements for my second-in-command who had fallen in battle.  I picked Su-wa, and killed the rest.
Su-wa (2)“Why me?” she had asked when I led her into my tent.

I did not answer her.  Not in words.  She saw the fire in my eyes.  When I kissed her, she did not resist.  I had always known I loved women more than men though I would not resist Huang’s advance.  My heart leapt when I first saw Su-wa, fleeing with the others before us.  She would have died if I had not ensured that none dared touch her.

She responded to my embrace and before we knew it, we were both in the nude. My hands trembled when I cupped her breasts, which were firm with pinkish bud-like nipples. Likewise, she fondled mine.  It was lust from first sight, for both of us. Our moaning drowned out the sound of executions outside as men and women lined up to have their heads chopped off.

“Does he always do this?” Su-wa asked when we finally lay side by side, our bodies covered with sweat.

“Not when I first knew him,” I whispered.  “He was kind and considerate and cared for the poor. He was even a poet, though his poems had a disturbing quality and reflected his rebellious nature.”

Su-wa listened, amazed.

I recited for her one of his poems, about chrysanthemums.

“Wait until the eighth day of the ninth month
When I blossom all other flowers will fade
My fragrance will waft over Chang An
And the city will be flooded with golden armor.”

Su-wa shuddered.

I knew why she did that.  I had shuddered too when I first heard it, but then the feeling was different. At that time, I thought he was my long-awaited hero, willing to take up arms against the corrupt dynasty which used the people like slaves.  The Tang Empire had been in existence for more than one hundred and fifty years.  Although the earlier reign was relatively peaceful for the common people and there was prosperity in the land, the Empire rocked when nomad general An Lushan rose in rebellion.  An Lushan and his successors were suppressed at great expense of lives and wealth.  The Empire never really recovered and the court never really learned from its mistakes.  The land was near boiling point when Huang joined the new wave of rebels.

Huang met many successes as discontented people joined him, and won victory after victory over the corrupt government forces. I was also instrumental partly to his success.  When he could not win on the battlefield, he used assassins.  I led a company of maidens who were trained especially for the task.  In time, Huang became more unpredictable: generous and disciplined one day, cruel beyond belief on the next.  But I could no longer leave him.  He punished deserters with horrible deaths.  Besides, I had also become a wanted person by the authorities and my head carried a good bounty.

I taught Su-wa how to ride and fight, and of course kill.  She trembled the first time she had to kill someone. It took her a long time to get used to the shedding of blood.

The other girls were jealous but there was nothing they could do.  Their fates were tied to our course in the same way.  In time, they accepted Su-wa and from time to time, I granted some of the girls who had performed well favors and invited them to my tent.

Huang knew about this of course. But as long as I did not mess up with men, he turned a blind eye.  He needed me anyway and unless I betrayed him, he was unlikely to get rid of me.

I could not say if this was a blessing, or a curse.

(2)

“He will summon you to his chamber,” Su-wa said.

I thought so too.  He always wanted me after such a slaughter.  The other women could please him better on more placid days.  When he smelled so much blood, he wanted someone wild, like me.  He called me his “cat.”  Most apt.  I was no more than a stray cat he adopted.

“Are you jealous?” I asked.

Su-wa turned away.

I was somewhat pleased.

“I will make it up when I come back.” I promised.

He sent for me.  I went to his tent, gave up my curved blades at the entrance and went inside.

He was already stark naked.

“Take off your clothes,” he said without emotions.

I untied the straps that kept my black leather breastplate in place.  Then, my riding shirt dropped to the floor, followed by my riding pants and my red dudou.

“Come here, cat!”

I walked over and he caught my wrist and pulled me down. I could feel his breath on my face.  He had been drinking, a lot

He ran his hand over my body.  It made me feel like a cat, with the fur.

“Such a beautiful body,” he commented. “But with only one eye.”

I felt a sudden anger and raised a hand to slap him.

He caught my wrist and pinned it down on the tiger skin placed in the center.  We stared at each other, both breathing hard.  He then pulled my legs wide apart and thrust his penis in.

“Argh…” I uttered a groan as he moved inside me.  It hurt as my body was not yet ready for it.

“You like it, don’t you?” he chuckled.  “You like pain, I know.”

I did not answer him but I could feel my body adapting. What was so dry a moment ago was now flooded with my own body-juice.  Maybe he was right.  I needed to feel pain, from him.  He rammed me again and again.  When he finally spilled his sperm inside me, he pulled his manhood out and sprayed whatever was left on my bare breasts.  I rubbed it all over my breasts.  I knew it was what he wanted.

He laughed.

“Now get out!” he shouted.

He grabbed my hair and pushed me out of his tent naked and threw my armor and clothes out behind me.  The sentries pretended they did not see anything.

I quickly dressed and went back to my tent.

Su-wa was waiting for me.  She immediately knew what had happened.

“I will kill him one day!” she flared up.

I hushed her.  If anybody heard her, she would be as good as dead.  Even I could not save her.

She pulled my head to her bosom and I drank in her fragrance.

When she removed my clothes and made love to me, she was so gentle that all my pains were forgotten.

(3)

After we burned down Guang Zhou, we marched north, gathering more eager peasants to join our army.  We took the city of Loyang and at the end of the year, we stormed Chang An.  The Tang Emperor fled.  Huang rode into the capital city in his gold armor, fulfilling his ambition expressed in that poem.  He then crowned himself Emperor and named his dynasty Qi.  I remained his woman.  No emperor, even a rebel-emperor would make a one-eyed woman his empress, or even his concubine.

The Tang court did not give up.  They counter-attacked with the aid of nomad mercenaries.  We suffered a crushing defeat and fled to the east. There was one nomad tribe we feared most: the Shatu of Turkic origin. They were also called “the Crows” as they all wore black battle attire.  Their leader, Li Keyong, was a great tactician.  He, like me, had only one eye.
Li KayongAs we lost our initiative on the battlefield, some of Huang’s subordinates deserted him and came over to the Tang Emperor.  In response, Huang became suspicious of everyone.  One time, he even suspected that I was to desert him, and ordered me beheaded.  I was taken to the field, stripped naked waist up and the blade was about to fall when his edict for my reprieve arrived just in time.  I knew I might not be so lucky the next time.

“Let us plot to kill him,” Su-wa suggested.

“No, he saved me once.”

She fell silent.

“Let us make love,” I said.

She helped me remove my white undershirt which I was nearly executed in.  Then, she untied the ribbon that kept my dudou in place and sucked at my breasts.

I melted under her embrace.

“Arghhhh….Su-wa….Arghhhh….”

She took me in every possible position.  Then, she let me do it to her in turn.

Two days later, Huang fell terribly ill.  It was rumored that he was poisoned.  But somehow he did not die.  I knew who the one who had tried to kill him was.  Cold sweat ran down my spine.  If he found out, all of us in my company would be executed in the most horrible manner.  I might be able to save our necks if I exposed Su-wa first but I knew I could not do it.  Nor could I escape with Su-wa when the whole camp was on alert for possible deserters.  Even if we could make good our escape, the rest of my company would be exterminated.

We were like trapped beasts, boiling with anxiety and waiting to be found out.  Perhaps we were not much different from those rats trapped in a cave by a serpent. Without any escape path, the rat would concentrate on feasting on whatever food it could find, as if the danger would pass if it did not pay notice to it.  For us, our food was our copulation. We made love whenever we had the chance, as if it was our last and that we would be dragged out to be slaughtered right after it.  The tension was unbearable.  And we knew sooner or later, we would be found out.

But fate always played tricks on us.  Just as we were expecting discovery and execution, our force was attacked by surprise by the Shatu cavalry.

Our peasant soldiers were no match for the nomad riders.  The defeat became a rout.  I led my company to breakout.  Only six of us made it.  The rest fell under arrows and lances.  When darkness fell, we sneaked close to the Shatu camp as there was no other path for escape but to go around it.  There, we saw the heads of all the slain girls displayed on top of neat rows of poles, their long hair swaying in the night wind.  The Shatu always took heads as we always did, when we won.

But we were not winning.

The main body of the Qi army had disintegrated and Huang was on the run.  We had no desire to rejoin him.

“Where should we go?” Lian, one of the surviving girls asked me.

“Let us go to Jiaozhi.  It is outside the empire and no one will hunt for us that far.” Su-wa offered.

It was very far away but this was the best possible solution.

Meanwhile, however, we had to go round the Shatu and also make sure not to run into Huang’s remaining troops.

Su-wa was delighted that I agreed with her plan.

Somehow, I had an ominous feeling that fate would not be so kind.

(4)

We went round the Shatu camp and reached a river.  It was wide but from the water running over the rocks at the bed, we knew it was not too deep and we could ford across.

I led the five other riders towards the water.

It was then that the black figures appeared on the embankment to our rear.

“The Crows! Run!” I shouted.

We spurred our horses into a quick trot as it was too dangerous to gallop across; the tricky rocks could easily break a leg of our horses.

The Shatu gave chase and soon we heard the sing of their bow-strings.

“Argh!” Wen, a girl of nineteen, fell headlong into the water, a shaft buried in her back.

We could not stop to help her.  She probably was dead already.

We made it to mid-stream. But the Shatu were closing in.  Their horses were fresh while ours were dead tired.

“Watch out! “ I shouted as one crow closed in behind Su-wa.

But it was too late.

“Argh.” Su-wa gave a shout, threw up both hands and tumbled into the water.  The Shatu rider had sunk his lance into her side.

I reined in my horse.  I could not abandon Su-wa.

“You three go!” I shouted and turned towards my fallen lover.

The Shatu warrior saw me rushing towards him with a raised sword.  He charged me and narrowly missed me with his bloodied lance. I cut him down.

But then I felt a pain at my right side.  I looked back and saw another Shatu rider had crept up and wounded me.

I gave a moan and toppled from my saddle.

I knew both Su-wa and I were going to die.

I turned to look at Su-wa.  She was in great pain as the lance had sunk deep.  My wound was bad, though not fatal.

Other riders had given chase to the three girls while another nomad walked his horse towards us.  A head was hanging from the neck of his mount: Wen’s.

A few more riders arrived.  They dismounted and pointed their fingers at our predicament, laughing.  Then, they began to strip our armor and clothes off.

Su-wa and I were looking at each other.  There were tears in her eyes.

It was too far away for me to say anything but our eyes met and I was trying to tell her without use of any spoken words that it was alright, that I would not abandon her.

We were both naked now.  A strong warrior mounted Su-wa and rammed her rough.  I was pinned down by two pairs of strong hands while another warrior, a young man was urged by his comrades to take me.  He seemed shy at first but finally, he took off whatever clothes that might hinder him and climbed on my body.

“Arghhhhh….”  I gave a wail when he ejaculated inside me as the other two fondled my breasts.

Then I heard the sound of hooves hitting water.  The warriors who had given chase to the other three girls were coming back.  There were three heads hanging by the necks of the stallions.

Soon, Su-wa’s head and mine too would meet the same fate.

It was a fitting end for us, for all the blood on our hands.

Then I heard a sharp cry and turned in time to see the one who had been raping Su-wa brought his axe down on her neck.  Her head rolled, giving a splash when it sank in the shallow water.

I screamed as her head was picked up.  With all my strength, I yanked myself free, kicking the young man on top of me over and I made quick crawls to where Su-wa’s body was lying spread-eagled.  I knew they would kill me but I no longer cared.

I reached her and knelt beside her headless body.  Her tits were firm and pointing to the cloudless sky.  I took up one of her hands and used it to cup my own breast.

The Shatu warriors were momentarily stunned by what they saw, uncomprehending.

I continued to guide her hand, still warm, to roam over my nakedness. At the same time, I used my own fingers to masturbate, digging in deep.

They surrounded me, looking and exchanging dialogue in a language I could not understand.

I knew sooner or later they would kill me and in this position, my body would fall over that of Su-wa and our breasts would be pressed against each other.  They could take our heads and bring them back to place them on another two poles with the rest, but our bodies would join together, half-floating in this shallow stream and would only come apart when wild dogs dragged us to the banks to devour as their meals.

I saw him approach, sitting on his horse.

The other warriors suddenly grew tense and stood deferentially.  I looked up and saw that he was a commanding figure.  He had only one eye.

I knew at once who he was and I could not stop my laughing out loud.  How apt for my head to hang beside his saddle. We both had one eye.

The man pointed at the young man who had raped me and barked an order.  Even not understanding what he had said, I knew he was ordering him to behead me.

I continued to masturbate; a new flood of climax all over me.

The young man walked closer, a sword drawn. His hands were shaking.  It was probably the first time for him to kill someone. At least, it was the first time he would kill the woman whose body he had just used.

I chuckled.  If I knew his tongue, I would tell him that when he killed for the first time, he might tremble, out of fear.  When he got used to it, he still might tremble, but this time out of ecstasy.

“Argh…” I finally had my orgasm.

Then, let it be done!

I bowed my head to my front so that my dripping hair was directly over Su-wa’s corpse and exposed my neck.

“Do it! Behead me!” I shouted.

The cold blade ate into the nape of my neck…

Ecstasy…

(Postscript)

They took the heads of the six women back to camp and had them displayed.  On the following day, they moved out upon receiving the report from scouts that the location of what remained of Huang’s army was found.

The poles with the heads were left on the plain, waiting for another type of crows…

Huang was finally crushed.  There were many versions to his final fate: from being killed by his own nephew to hiding in a monastery and becoming a monk.  There were reports that in his last days as commander of the rebel army, he ordered people to be rounded up and thrown into huge grinds so that the flesh and blood would be made into meals for his hungry soldiers.

Guang Zhou, later termed as Canton by the British, still have memories of his huge massacre of more than one hundred and twenty thousand traders from Arabia and Persia.

The Tang Empire was inching towards its final days.  Eventually, Zhu Wen, a former general of Huang, assassinated the emperor and found his own dynasty, the Liang. Li Keyong was defeated but managed to keep his citadel.  He died twenty four years later.  One of his sons destroyed the short-lived Liang Dynasty and found a new dynasty of his own, another Tang.  His dynasty lasted only thirteen years.

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I could never forget 3.7 (3)

1

I could never forget. I do not know why they did not understand that. Perhaps they believed with time I would adapt to my new surroundings… and for awhile I did. But I could never forget that fateful morning when they attacked my village.

I was only a child when they came charging in on horseback. Mother tried to shield me and got an arrow in her chest as a reward. Father attempted to protect my older brother as he raised a makeshift spear to fight back. Both went down together as more arrows flew.

I tried to run but there was nowhere to go. Anyway it was foolish of me to try outrunning a steed. One of them simply scooped me up onto her horse. Then she hauled me away as I heard the screams and cries of the dead and dying behind me.

She took me back to a village of a tribe of Amazons. She said her name was Thosestra and that she would be my new mother now. I tried to beat against her chest with my fists, screaming for my real mother. But it was like beating a tall tree with my hands in order to fell it to the ground.

She fed and clothed me, taking care of me as though I was her child. Twice I tried to run away. But I was always caught and brought back to the village. She would punish me severely, but then she would lovingly tend to the wounds made during my punishment. In due time she wore me down…

2

The other girls in the village looked down upon me, although Thosestra always showed me kindness and love. In time I saw the others learning the bow. I told myself I would show them all, so I learned the bow as well as the ways of the warrior.

As I grew older I became more proficient until there was no one my age who could best my skill. Soon I added the skill of the knife and the sword to my abilities. It was then that Duxestra, the ruler of the tribe, decided I was ready for battle. Thosestra could not disagree, although she wanted to.

I went out on a hunting party with several others. Only I and Eonteotone came back with game, our arrows flying swift and true. From that day onward I was no longer looked down upon by the others. I had become a full member of the tribe and was awarded great respect. And Eoteotone and I would soon become more than friends.

I did not fully understand the first time she and I were alone together. But her touches awakened something within me. My body sang with pleasure, and I learned to return that same pleasure to her as well. And for a time I thought I had forgotten…

3

Late one afternoon we were attacked by a raiding party. I rushed out with my bow and sword to defend the tribe despite Thosestra’s concerns. When the battle was over I had felled three male warriors with my bow. But we had lost two of our own.

That night we sang the song of mourning as we gave them an honorable burial, a song Thosestra had taught me years earlier. I sang passionately, for I knew the fallen well as I had grown to know each and every member of the tribe. The loss was a painful one.

Even then I thought I had forgotten. But I had not. It was only buried deep the way we buried our fallen.

From that day on I asked to be allowed to go on the raids with the others. I wanted to fight, to make them pay for what they had done to our beloved sisters. It did not matter which tribe or raiding party was responsible; I wanted to hunt them all down.

Thosestra was reluctant, not wanting to lose me in battle as she could not bear children. But Duxestra knew of my abilities and had to give her blessing. I was skilled with the bow and sword, and would be helpful in battle. The woman who had nurtured me all those years could not deny this and was forced to relent…

4

I went out seeking vengeance with seven of our tribe. They told me not to be so eager and to save some of the men for later to become slaves so they and others of our village could become pregnant. But I did not want a man in that way. Something burned within, a strange hunger that could not be quenched.

Our raiding party was successful; I killed two more with the bow and one with the sword. I even saved the life of Cakolyte who would have been run through had my arrow not sang out. Afterwards my passions were enflamed, and Eonteotone and I joined ourselves together once we were alone back at the village. But deep down I was not satisfied.

I went out on more raiding parties; I could not get enough blood. Sometimes I would go charging headlong into the enemy camp, throwing them into disarray to see an enraged Amazon in their midst swinging a sword. By the time the slaughter was complete often no male remained alive, my sword and I claiming many.

My sister warriors went back and reported my brazenness in battle to Duxestra and Thosestra. I soon gained a reputation as an Amazon not to be trifled with. But there were others who wondered if perhaps I was a little too eager to jump into the fray risking a premature death…

5

One day we learned of a secret raiding party seeking to destroy the Amazons. I went out with three of my sisters to track them down and destroy them. We would not allow this threat to reach our village and take away any lives.

We found a camp with a smoldering fire, but there was no one around. Then an arrow came out of nowhere and pierced Glarses in the side, a mortal wound. Athippe fell next; then I saw Xobrimeia caught by surprise by a male with a sword.

I knew I was too late to save her, but still I was prepared to dive into battle and give my life if need be. But she cried out, “Ciodora, RUN; there is danger!” That’s when I bolted from my spot behind a tree. It was none too soon; a moment later an arrow hit the trunk right where I had been standing.

I heard her cries of “Run, Ciodora; RUN!” Then she cried out no more. I blinked tears out of my eyes knowing her head had probably been taken as was the custom of our enemies. Mine would be next if I did not get back to the safety of the village.

My ears were sharp and I heard the sound of someone chasing me. I could run like the wind, but only for a short distance or until I could find a place to hide. But I could tell my pursuer was gaining on me. So I turned and drew my sword ready to face my foe and to die if I must.

He came from a direction I did not anticipate, knocking the sword out of my hand as he knocked me down. Then he was on top of me, and the battle was over. The spot where I’d fallen was to mark the end of my existence.

I panted heavily for breath as I looked up at him. I saw the rage in his eyes as he drew his dagger; he was panting heavily too. But I was not afraid. I actually felt a peace as though I was about to be released from a heavy burden… a peace along with that excitement I always felt before joining with Eonteotone.

“Kill me now!” I told him proudly, preparing to die like an Amazon as I offered myself to him. Then he blinked and looked at me in astonishment.

A smile flickered at the corners of his mouth and he stayed his hand with the blade. “You never could outrun me, Ciodora,” he finally told me. “All those times I chased you down by the stream, and I always caught you! Now I have caught you again!”

I stared in shock; who was this one?? “Don’t you remember me?” he asked. “You have grown beautiful from the last time I saw you!” Then a name came to mind, a name I had indeed not forgotten…

“Damianos?”

“It is I,” he breathed heavily. “I have caught you and you are mine. Now I shall HAVE you!”

I writhed underneath him, torn between my duty as an Amazon and my remembrance of a childhood friend. Then he kissed me fiercely. I tried to resist, but my passions of battle and of nearly losing my life had once more become enflamed. Besides, he had conquered me, subdued me; and to the victor belong the spoils.

He took me and I did not resist. He peeled off my garment, exposing my heaving breasts. Then he feasted upon them, weakening me even further just as Eonteotone was wont to do with her lips. Before long we were both disrobed.

He entered me and I felt a brief pain; it was the first time I had been penetrated despite the many times Eonteotone and I had been alone together. Then I felt a pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt before. “Take me,” I moaned, ashamed of myself and yet desirous for more.

We were there until late in the day before we rose and dressed ourselves. He explained how he had been swimming in the stream and had hidden when the Amazons attacked our village. He also told me of finding my parents and older brother.

“I should kill you,” he told me sadly. “We are out hunting Amazons over what they did to our families and our villages. I have joined with others to hunt you down.”

“And I should kill you,” I replied, feeling very much in turmoil as I lowered my head. Seeing him had taken me all the way back to that fateful morning in my village. I remembered all; it had never been forgotten nor could it be.

“We dare not see each other again, Ciodora,” he told me as he started to go. “It is a life we cannot have, a life we cannot share.” I had to agree as I struggled to hold back the tears. Then he was gone…

6

I returned to the village, forced to report the loss of the others to the raiding party. I told them we had gone up against a cunning foe and that somehow I had escaped with my life. But I felt ashamed to be alive; Damianos should not have let me live.

Duxestra decided this particular raiding party was a great threat and had to be destroyed. Immediately I volunteered to go back out. But it was not to avenge the loss of my sister warriors. It was to avenge my own family by dying in battle. As an Amazon I deserved to die.

Thosestra did not want me going back out; I think she saw something in my face. But I was adamant, and because of my skills so was Duxestra. I would go back out to face my destiny. This time Duzestra would send seven additional warriors. And Eonteotone volunteered to be among them. Perhaps she sensed this was to be my last battle and wanted to die with me.

That night she felt a distance between us as we pleasured each other. I apologized and then gave myself fully to her. I wanted our last night to be one she would remember when she sang the song of mourning for me after I had fallen in battle…

7

The next morning we set out in search of our elusive prey. This time I knew who we were dealing with, and I advised my sisters accordingly. But I felt conflicted.

As Amazons we were all deserving of death. But I felt bad Eonteotone had come along. I wanted to spare her if it were possible, even though she too had caused her share of death and suffering.

We detected the smell of fire, and once more we warily approached their camp. I was sorely conflicted, caught between two worlds. I reasoned that perhaps it would be best if we all fell together.

We found the camp and made ready to strike. This time there were two males sitting by the fire. But I felt something was wrong. My senses did not fail me as warriors came at us from both sides.

Swords came out, and it was hand to hand combat. I saw Cakolyte go down, a sorrowful event after having previously saved her life. I swung my sword in fury and her attacker went down to fight no more.

They were well trained, but we were determined. There were losses on both sides, but we were getting the upper hand. I finally dispatched the last attacking male with a lethal slash into the abdomen. Then there were no more to fight.

I heard a victorious cry and I turned to look. Eonteotone had a male head upraised triumphantly in her right hand, blood dripping freely from the stump. But when she showed me the face I saw it was Damianos!

For a moment I was frozen in horror and grief, stricken by the awful sight of losing the last member of my village. Then in one swift motion I strung up an arrow to my bow and let fly. Eonteotone had the most astonished look on her face as she lost her grip on the head and collapsed onto the ground, bleeding from a mortal wound in her right breast.

I heard a gasp to my right and the words, “Ciodora, what have you done??” Before I could stop myself I quickly strung up a second arrow. Sikenia was too shocked to move out of the way, and I felled her as well.

I panted heavily for breath, ashamed at what I had done. I had avenged my village, but I had also shamed myself as an Amazon. I knew then what I had to do. I had to go back to the village to kill… and to die…

8

I crept in stealthily as I observed the women at work. But I could not just wantonly kill even though all deserved death. That would bring me even more shame.

I moved around carefully until I found Presaytie hanging clothes on a tree to dry. The memory of her arrows killing my father came strongly to mind, and I came up behind her and slit her throat. She gurgled and then went down, a look of utter surprise upon her face when she saw that it was I.

I quickly went to find Tulkileia, another whom I recognized as attacking my village. She was a short distance away so I strung and arrow and let fly. It found its mark; she would never attack another village.

The cry went up; someone had found Presaytie. I had little time before they would find me. There was one more and I rushed there just as fast as my legs could carry me. Others saw me running, but I knew it would be too late for them to stop me.

I entered the hut of Thosestra and found her sitting there sewing a garment, no doubt something she planned to give me. I quickly pulled my dagger and charged her. Then I was on top of her, the knife at her throat. But for some reason I hesitated.

“I see it in your eyes, Ciodora,” she told me calmly. “I had hoped I could make you forget. But I see it was all in vain. So you must kill me for taking you away from your family. Kill me, Ciodora; kill me now.” But I could not do it.

The tears welled up in my eyes and began to flow like rain. “You must kill me!” she hissed. Perhaps she too felt the same guilt as I. But I could not raise the dagger. Then strong hands pulled me away, knocking the knife to the ground…

9

My arrows were eventually discovered in the bodies of Eonteotone, Sikenia and Tulkileia. I was condemned to death by beheading. I did not resist.

I was disrobed, no longer allowed to disgrace the clothing of an Amazon. Instead I was forced to wear the tunic of a slave, those men we kept for breeding. Then I was taken outside the village.

As Thosestra was the one responsible for my upbringing, now she was the one responsible for my execution. I saw in her eyes how it broke her heart. I knelt upon the sacrificial ground and faced her as she hefted the sword in her hand.

“I am ready,” I told her. Then I bowed my head in shame. I would not die a proud Amazon, but as a worthless slave.

I waited for the blade to strike, but it was not forthcoming. Then I looked up to see the tears in Thosestra’s eyes, her shoulders slumped in sorrow. I decided my last words should be ones of honor to the one who had cared for me all these years.

“Do what you must. I have shamed the village and I must die for what I have done. Goodbye, mother; I love you.” It was the only time I ever called her mother or had professed those words.

She stood upright as though renewed of spirit. Then I lowered my head. A moment later I felt a sharp pain in my neck before my world started to tumble.

I was never to hear the song of mourning my mother and many others sang later to honor me…

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(written Mar 8 by riwa)

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