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Love-kills 4.1 (7)

Posted on April 8, 2015 by riwa

1. (Xiao-yu) (Jade)

There was a drizzle outside.

Inside the room, it was all erotica.

My dark green outer garment and long dress was all over the place; the silk slippers with floral design had been cast to the side, the bright red dudou was hanging on the silk curtain. We had made love over and over again, driving me to new heights, my body aroma and the smell of that man’s sweat mixed together. He had one hand on my left tit while his mouth was engulfing the other one, sucking.

It was then that the door was kicked open.

Of course, I knew who it was that intruded into the room.

The man lying on my body shot up like a scared hare, grabbed his pants and ran towards the veranda.

I stayed on the bed, refusing to flee.

I knew there was no fleeing.

I saw with my own eyes how that man was turned into a porcupine by all those darts and flying daggers.

“Get up!” my husband shouted.

I got up, stark naked.

The hand holding the sword was trembling.

“You whore!”

I smiled sadly. He was right. I was a born whore. Even my name, Yu, meaning jade, had the same pronunciation as “lust”. But, did he know how much I longed that the pair of hands which roamed over my body was his, and not the gutless rascal who had died in such disgrace? If he had not put all his time and energy in his martial arts practice to get famous and neglected me, I would never have become the adulteress that I was.

I did not try to explain; any explanation was so pointless.

The day we were married, everybody said that Cheng yi-he of the Hua-shan martial arts school and Han Xiao-yu of the E-mei school were a perfect match for each other.

I did not even try to take the sword hanging on the wall to offer a desperate fight.

“Kill me,” I said calmly, “and send my head back to E-mei.”

After saying this, I faced the drizzle outside the window and knelt down, my hands crossed in front of me to cover the top of my breasts.

The blade went in from my back, ran through my thin body and came out at the cleavage.

“Argh…” I experienced an orgasm a hundred times more intense than when that man fucked me just a while ago.

“Behead …me!”

I bowed my head to receive my deserved fate.

My head flew many feet, touched ground and rolled to a stop.

My naked body hit the ground with a bang.

My husband hanged my head under the eaves; the head with its dripping blood put the pair of swallows to the flight from their nest.

A slanting wind, a bitter rain, how red the azalea…

Blood red…

2. Xiao-die (Little Butterfly)

This was a performance I did solely for him.

I was dressed in the costume of a female general, the flags behind me fluttering as I whirled and turned.

On the stage, I put the seven feet lance into spin for him, I lost my helmet for him, I discarded my armor for him, I did the hair-dance for him, I braced up my chest to receive the cut for him, I bowed to be beheaded, for him…

All these, he loved to watch.

“Leave, all of you.”

The other actors retired; the musicians, save one blind man playing the stringed hu-qin, retired.

The hu-qin made a sad melody.

He bent down, stripped away my white blouse and took off the moon-white dudou.

We copulated in the music of the blind artist.

“Xiao-die, when dawn comes, you must leave,” he spoke into my ear.

I shook my head. “No. I am willing to die for you.”

He sighed. “What is the point?”

What is the point? What is the point of being born? What is the point of us finally meeting and loving each other, and then we must part?

They say all actresses are without hearts. That was because all those who said this never understood the real heart of an actress.

On the following morning, the blind man left, after receiving his pay.

I did not leave.

When the constables came, I was put under shackles, as he was.

“Let her go, she was just an actress,” he said.

“No! I am his concubine. I am carrying his child.”

Normally, anyone pregnant would not be put to death immediately. They would wait for the baby to be born, weaned before executing the mother. But I knew the Regent was bent to obliterate his entire family. He would not allow me or the one in my womb to survive.

The sentences were quick to come down…

Immediate execution by beheading.

So, I mounted the ox-cart with him and we proceeded to the western market, the normal spot chosen as execution ground.

All together, seventy something people were to die that day.

I saw his head fall, then hanged high for all to see.

Then it was the turn for the women, seven of us. We were disrobed before our heads would be cut off.

Our white blouses were thrown to the ground; the dudou of all sorts of colors then followed.

“Dying in the nude; good!” I muttered to myself. I knew he would feel excited to see this.

The end of my seven feet long hair was grabbed and pulled tight.

The executioner spat a mouthful of rice-wine on his blade. And the next instant, a coldness at my neck…

My head was hanged to the pole adjacent to his.

Piles of semi-naked bodies were left there to be exposed under the scorching sun for all to see.

The wind blew; our heads swayed on top of the poles.

Never abandon each other, even in face of death. And being buried in one single grave, what more could I ask for?

3. Xue (Snow)

I rode out alone to challenge him, and he came to meet me, all by himself.

I used a pole-sword. His weapon was a halberd.

Perhaps I was the strongest opponent he had met so far.

Two hundred rounds and neither of us could win.

But after that, my strength failed me. Hence, my helmet tilted away, my pole-sword flew from my hands.

I sat on my saddle and awaited Death to claim me.

He planted his halberd up-side-down on the ground, got close to me and slowly took off my white leather armor with the two brass plates protecting my breasts.

I did not resist.

Then, he pulled me over to his saddle.

He stripped my skirt, ripped away the white riding blouse and put his hand over my snow-white dudou to fondle my tits.

“Kill me, kill me please…” I pleaded.

I was pulled down from the horse. Whatever clothes still remained were removed from me. At a distance twice the range of an arrow from the Southern Gate of the city, I accepted his violation.

“Your father killed my wife. I will take your head to console her soul.”

I nodded. “I am willing. I came to fight you because I wanted to be slain by you.”

He was stunned.

“I could not become your wife. Then, let me be your captive to be slaughtered. Please, behead me in front of my fort.”

He dragged me to a spot just outside the range of an arrow. In my total nakedness, I voluntarily put my wrists behind my back for him to bind.

“Tell me your name.”

“Wanyan Xue”

“Argh. Xue, snow-white…Is that why you were dressed in white armor? Even your dudou was white.”

I blushed.

“Look here!” he shouted. “The defeated warrior, Wanyan Xue, is now to be beheaded!”

He took my pole-sword; I threw my hair to my front to offer my neck.

The pole-sword was raised. In ecstasy, I bowed my head lower. The blade fell; my head flew, and then rolled down into the water of the moat.

He dipped his hand into the water and caught my long hair, hauling my head dripping with water up. The blood had been rinsed off, my dull eyes staring at the rampart…

Is that my father? How would he feel when he saw his own daughter being beheaded in front of his very eyes?

My body had toppled to the front. It was kicked over and now the breasts were pointing to the sky.

He drove a spear into my left tit, pinning my body to the ground where he placed my head on the other end.

My last feeling was the tip of my long hair brushing against my nipples…

4. Hitomi (pupils)

The castle had fallen.

The supporting minor keeps and the tora-ma chambers were all in flames.

The main keep was where we would make our last stand.

“The Lord has fallen in battle. Ojosan, please kill yourself.”

I looked at him, Wada Jubei, the commander of our spearmen.

“Then, you will act as my kaishakunin.”

“Hai!”

I took off my armor, loosened up the front of my shiromuku.

“Jebei, touch me…”

He was shocked, speechless.

“Do you wish to deprive me even of this small request?”

I had secretly loved him for so long. But as the daughter of the lord of the castle, I could not openly love a low rank samurai.

But now, the castle had fallen and the Akitsuki clan would be no more. It no longer mattered.

He put his hand under the lap of my shiromuku and covered my tits over the chest-wrapping cloth.

“Thank you, Jubei. Tell me I am beautiful.”

“You are, Hitomi,” He whispered. “I will never forget you, or your pair of beautiful eyes.” He did not use the honorific address of ojosan, but had spoken my name. I found tears rolling down my cheeks, in gratitude.

“Will you die with us after you act as my kaishakunin?”

“I will go out and fight bravely until l am killed,” he answered.

“Good. Now do it!”

He stood up and pulled his katana made by the famous sword-smith Muramasa from the sheath.

I rearranged my lap and rinsed the dirk given to me by my father.

“How I wish to be reborn as a red-spider-lily (Lycoris radiate) to grow along the road to the Underworld, to guide the wandering souls who had fallen in battles,” I recited my parting prayer.

Jubei breathed heavily. He understood the implication of the words.

Everything was to end…

I turned the tip of the dirk towards my jugular vein.

And stabbed…

The Muramasa blade cut into the small of my neck…

My head fell on the tatami, blood spurting out from the neck stump…

Jubei completed the movement to shake off the blood from the blade, bowed to my slightly forward inclining body and then rushed down the Keep to throw himself in the final fighting.

I could barely hear the sound of clashing steel and cries of agony from the ground before the keep…

5. Sophie (wisdom)

She stripped the strapless black brassiere from me.

My tits sprang and she jumped on them and put them in her hand and mouth.

“Argh…” I spread my arms wide and clutched at the iron rings on the wall.

“Julia, Julia…” I muttered her name

“Sophie, I love you!” She began to kiss my navel.

The lower part of my body was hopelessly damp.

This would be the last time we made love.

At dawn, they would lead us out of our cells, to walk all the way to the courtyard of the prison and execute us as traitors.

The method of execution was to be guillotined.

So, we are traitors?

Does supporting an oppressed people here in Algiers mean we are traitors? Should the nation always precede justice? Besides, one quarter of Julia’s blood was Arabian.

I was one hundred percent French.

I joined the resistance for Julia. But unlike her, I did not throw bombs. I just handed out pamphlets.

But I did not regret it.

If Julia was to be executed alone and I was spared, I would hate myself.

So, tomorrow both of us were to die. The heads would be severed from the beautiful bodies and stuck between the thighs. After that, they would be put in a make-shift coffin and buried without ceremony.

This desolate desert was to be the place where our bones would be buried.

“Argh..argh…” I already had two orgasms. But Julia still did not wish to stop.

She started to lick my cunt…

And then it was all over. We held each other tight, both of us naked.

“Julia, sing that song for me once more, please.”

She smiled, then sang in her soft voice:

Des yeux qui font baiser les miens,
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche,
Voila le portrait sans retouche
De l’homme auquel j’appartiens……

Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause…

When she finished the song, I kissed her passionately.

“Julia, knowing you is the best thing that happens to me in my entire life,” I said.

“Je t’aime aussi, beaucoup.” She kissed me back.

When daylight came, we were allowed to take our last shower and put on the clothes we had selected for our execution. I had chosen a white shirt and a pair of tight-fitting black pants. Julia chose a white camisole and a skirt with floral patterns. Both of us did not put on any underwear.

The guards marched us out of our cells.

There were so many soldiers and policemen taking up their positions in the courtyard.

The huge killing machine had been erected in the center.

A priest came up for our last confessions. I accepted it. Julia just gave him the finger and I could not help but roared out my laugh.

They dragged Julia onto the sliding plank, bound her hands and then pushed the plank forward so that her neck rested on the lunette.

“Sophie, je t’aime!” she shouted.

“Julia, I love you too!”

An officer pulled the lever and the blade crashed down.

Julia’s body shook violently and I knew her head had fallen into the wicker basket in front of the machine.

“You bastards!” I cursed the officer standing next to me in a low voice.

He just shrugged his shoulders.

Then, I was on the plank.

The plank was pushed forward and my head passed the lunette. I heard the small clicking sound that locked the upper part in place. I looked down and saw her head in the basket. Her eyes were still wide open.

Suddenly, I wanted to kiss her, and feel her hands once more caressing my breasts…

Cluck!

I felt a pain at the back of my neck and my head flew towards Julia….

Finally…a…kiss…

(End)

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The lesbian teen hunter 4.1 (10)

Posted on April 6, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Note: I have added another 900 words to the end of this story. Call it an alternate ending if you will.

“Hi there, honey. What’s your name?”

“Tiffany.”

“My name is Mrs. Anderson. Do you like girls, Tiffany? Now don’t be shy.”

“I… I guess so, Mrs. Anderson. Girls are nice.”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes, you seem very nice.”

“You seem like a nice young girl, Tiffany. Are you shy?”

“Maybe a little, Mrs. Anderson.”

“Now Tiffany; that’s quite all right.”

“Now I like you, Tiffany. I like you a lot.”

“Why thank you, Mrs. Anderson.”

“How would you feel about coming home with me? Would you like that, Tiffany?”

“I guess so, Mrs. Anderson. But why do you want me to come home with you?”

“Because I want to teach you some things, Tiffany. Is that ok?”

“I guess so. What kind of things?”

“Things women can do to each other to please each other. Does that sound fun?”

“I… I guess so, Mrs. Anderson. I like having fun.”

“Ok. Come home with me, Tiffany and I’ll teach you how to have some fun.”

“This is a nice home you have here, Mrs. Anderson.”

“Thank you, Tiffany. My husband is away so we have all the time we need.”

“Ok. So what do we do first, Mrs. Anderson?”

“Well, honey; I want you to take these things off.”

“My shorts? …and my shirt? But WHY, Mrs. Anderson?”

“I’ll show you, honey. It’s all a part of having fun together.”

“Ok. I LIKE having fun! You’ll just have to show me, ok?”

“Don’t worry, Tiff-honey. I’m going to show you EVERYTHING.”

“You sure are nice to me, Mrs. Anderson.”

“Now let’s pull these things all the way off, shall we?”

“Mrs. Anderson? I kinda feel funny… like strange-excited. Is that ok?”

“Yes, honey; that is quite all right. You probably SHOULD feel excited.”

“I’ve never done this before… well, not with another girl.”

“Don’t worry, honey. I’ll walk you through it. It’s easy! You’ll catch on.”

“I really like your black outfit, Mrs. Anderson.”

“I’m glad, honey. I wear it when I’m out picking up sexy girls like you.”

“You think I’m sexy, Mrs. Anderson?”

“I think any shy girl who looks like you is sexy, honey.”

“Ok, Mrs. Anderson. My shorts are off. Now what?”

“Now we lift up your shirt, Tiffany. I want to see your breasts.”

“My breasts? I’ve never shown my breasts to another girl before…well, not like this anyway.”

“That’s ok, Tiffany. It’s all part of having fun. You ARE having fun, aren’t you?”

“I guess… a little. It does feel kind of strange-excited.”

“That’s a GOOD feeling, honey. You’ll be enjoying it more and more as we go along.”

“I will?”

“Oh, absolutely! Honey, I promise you… you’re gonna LOVE this!”

“Ok, Mrs. Anderson… if you say so!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson… I feel your hands on my breasts… they feel… wonderful!”

“See, honey? Now isn’t this fun… and exciting?”

“Oh, YES MA’AM!”

“Now give me a kiss, honey, while I’m touching your breasts. Turn your head and kiss me.”

“Like this, Mrs. Anderson?”

“Yes, honey – just like that! Now open your mouth and let me taste your tongue.”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! I feel so strange! My nipples are so hard and I feel… excited!”

“That’s entirely natural, honey. Let’s just keep kissing for awhile!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson. I think I’m getting wet panties!!”

“Now sit down right here, Tiffany, while I take off my top. Now do you like my breasts?”

“Oh YES, Mrs. Anderson! I like them very much!”

“Why don’t you kiss them, honey. Kiss my breasts and lick my nipples. Yes… just like that.”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson. Your nipples are getting hard. Is that natural?”

“Oh yes, Tiffany. You are making me excited with your tongue. You’re doing a good job.”

“I think I LIKE kissing your nipples and making them hard. But mine are hard too!”

“That’s perfectly natural, honey. It means you’re really excited. It means you’re having fun.”

“I really AM, Mrs. Anderson. Can I kiss them some more?”

“Kiss my nipples all you want, honey! It makes them feel good. I’m having fun too.”

“Now kiss my ass, honey. I like my ass kissed and licked.”

“Mrs. Anderson, isn’t that kind of strange?”

“Not if it feels good, honey.”

“Am I making you feel good, Mrs. Anderson?”

“Yes, honey; you sure are. I’m so glad I picked you up and brought you home.”

“I’m glad too, Mrs. Anderson. I don’t know why but I LIKE making you feel good!”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, honey. Just keep licking my ass! Here, let me help you!”

“Mrs. Anderson, you’re getting a little rough with me. But for some reason I really like it!”

“I thought you would, honey. You seem the submissive type.”

“What a nice ass you have here, Tiffany! And I can tell how wet you are! You must be excited!”

“Oh YES, Mrs. Anderson! I can’t stop trembling! I’m really, really excited!”

“Well, honey; that is one fine ass you’ve got. And I just LOVE the smell of your pussy!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; you make me hot when you say that!”

“Honey, seeing this just makes me want to SPANK your ass!”

“Oh, SPANK my ass, Mrs. Anderson! SPANK me – I’ve been BAD!”

“Such a bad, bad girl… making me nice and wet… you need a really good spanking!”

“Oh, SPANK me, Mrs. Anderson… again… oh, I’ve been so bad… I need it so bad!”

“Now I think it’s time to punish you by making you lick my pussy, honey!”

“Can you smell my pussy, honey? Do you like how it smells? Do you?”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; you smell so GOOD! I don’t know why but now I’m REALLY turned on!”

“Now lick me, honey! Stick your tongue up in there and lick up my dripping juices. Taste me!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; you taste so HEAVENLY! I LIKE licking you!”

“Yes, Tiffany… yes… right there – right there… ohgawd; you’re going to make me cum!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; you taste so divine! Can I REALLY make you cum? Is this fun?”

“Yes – yes – yes – yes… right there – right there… ohgawd; you have such a great tongue!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! I’m so horny making you cum! Cum for me, Mrs. Anderson!”

“Oh, fuck – I’m cumming! Oh, fuck – I’m cumming! AAAUUUGGGHHH!”

“Right there, honey… yes… right there… ohgawd; that feels good!”

“Mrs. Anderson; you’re starting to get a little rough with me… but I kind of like it!”

“Right there – right there… lick my cunt, you little slut… ohgawd; that feels so fucking good!”

“Mrs. Anderson; you’re really juicy! Gawd, you taste good! Mrs. Anderson, this makes me hot!”

“Oh, honey; you’ve made me so fucking horny! I intend to enjoy every part of your sweet body!”

“Mrs. Anderson; you make me so wet when you say things like that!”

“Eat me, honey; lick my cunt! Make me cum again! That’s it – that’s it; right there – right there!”

“Mrs. Anderson; you taste so fucking good! I just LOVE licking you! Get rough with me!”

“Eat me, you fucking little slut! Eat my pussy and make me cum like a good little girl!”

“Yes, honey – use that tongue! I’m going to turn you into a lesbian slut; you just wait!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; talk dirty to me! It really turns me on!”

“Eat my cunt, you dirty little lesbian slut! Eat me like a good little cunt-licker!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; you say the sweetest things! Treat me like your little lesbian slut!”

“Eat me, you little slut! Eat my pussy! Here… let me mash your face into it!”

“MMMMMMM! Mrs. Anderson, I’m so wet! I’m so hot for your wet pussy!”

“Eat my cunt, you hot little pussy-licker! Eat it like a good lesbian slut! Make me cum!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! I think I’m going to cum! I think I’m going to cum too!”

“Cum for me, you hot little lesbian cunt-licker! Let’s cum together!”

“Now I’m REALLY gonna have some fun with you! Suck on THIS, my cunt-licking slut!”

“Mrs. Anderson, now you’re REALLY getting rough – GURGNUNHHHNNMUHMHU!”

“Suck it! Suck it, you slutty little cunt-licker! I KNOW you want to!”

“GLUGHURGBLGURHHUHHMMMHUGFHRBLE!”

“Oh, you LIKE it, don’t you honey! Tell me how much you fucking LIKE it!”

“GUIRGLBURGLRUHUHMMHGUHUMHMH!!”

“You LIKE it when I’m rough with you; don’t you, you fucking little slut!”

“GLURBUGLUGURGLBURGLUGUHHMMMMMM!”

“Suck it like a cock, Honey! I SWEAR I’m going to break you of sucking cock!”

“Suck on THIS instead, honey! Make it nice and wet! Gag on it, you sexy little slut!”

“GURBLURBLGURBUHHMMGUHMMM!”

“Here… I’ll help you… I’ll suck on this end! MMMMMMMM!”

“GURBLUGRUGBLGUGHUINMMMUIRGUMMNMMM!”

“Take it deep, honey, because I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy with it in a minute!”

“GYURBLURGUBLGURBLUGUGMMUUMHUHUHHHHMMMM!”

“Get ready, honey, ‘cause now I’m going to fuck your pussy with it!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! Fuck my pussy! I’m your lesbian slut! Fuck me hard with it”

“Keep those legs spread, honey, ‘cause here it comes!”

“Oh yes, Mrs. Anderson! Fuck me hard! Grab my tits and fuck me!”

“Take it, you little lesbian cunt-licking slut! Take my cock up your slutty cunt!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson… let me touch your tits while you fuck me! Oh – oh – oh!”

“Are you gonna cum for me, you horny little slut? Are you gonna cum for me?”

“Gawd, yes… I’m gonna cum, Mrs. Anderson! Fuck me hard; I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum for me, you little slut! Cum for me! Let me see you cum, you sexy lesbian slut!”

“Ohgawd… ohgawd… I’m gonna cum – I’m gonna cum! It feels so good! Fuck me!”

“Cum for me, you little slut! I wanna watch you cum! Do it now, you sexy little slut!”

“Ohgawd… ohgawd… I’m cumming now… I’m cumming NOOOOOOWWWWWWW!”

“Clean my cock, honey! Clean my cock and taste your cum on it!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; I’m so fucking hot! I came so hard!”

“Not as hard as you’re going to cum when I get my strap-on and fuck you silly!”

“Ohmygawd, Mrs. Anderson! You’re going to fuck me with a strap-on??”

“That’s right, honey! And you’re going to take it like a good girl!”

“Ohmygawd, Mrs. Anderson; that makes me so fucking wet hearing you say that!”

“I’m going to put you on your hands and knees and I’m going to fuck you hard!”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! Hurry up and do it now! I want it so fucking bad!”

“Clean this up first, honey! Then I’ll go get the strap-on!”

“Oh Mrs. Anderson! I see you changed your clothes! Is that the strap-on?”

“Yes, Tiffany. This is the strap-on I’m going to use on you.”

“Oh use it now, Mrs. Anderson! I want you to fuck me with it! Use it now!”

“Ok, Tiffany. Let’s go to the bedroom where we’ll be more comfortable.”

“Ok, Mrs. Anderson. Right in here?”

“Right in there, Tiffany. Now climb onto the bed.”

“Ok, Mrs. Anderson. Are you climbing on with me?”

“Yes, Tiffany. Now get ready for the fucking of your life.”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson! I’m so excited!”

“Here it comes, Tiffany! Now I’m going to pull your hair while I fuck you!”

“Oh yes, Mrs. Anderson! Pull my hair! Get rough with me! It makes me so excited!”

“Feel my ‘cock’ inside you, Tiffany?”

“Yes, Mrs. Anderson! It feels wonderful! I feel like I’m going to cum any minute now!”

“Me too, Tiffany; me too!”

“Oh wow, Mrs. Anderson! I came really, really hard that time!”

“Me too, Tiffany! Now we’re going to have a different kind of fun.”

“What kind of fun are we going to have, Mrs. Anderson?”

“We’re going to practice a little autoerotic asphyxiation, Tiffany. Do you know what that is?”

“No, Mrs. Anderson. What is autoerotic asphyxiation?”

“It means I make it hard for you to breathe so you can have bigger orgasms.”

“Bigger orgasms? That sounds great, Mrs. Anderson!”

“Now help me get this noose hung up in that hook up in the ceiling.”

“Right up here, Mrs. Anderson?”

“Yes, Tiffany; right in that hook there. Now we’ll bring it down… and here is the noose.”

“Is it safe, Mrs. Anderson?”

“Oh, it’s perfectly safe, Tiffany. I’ll be here the whole time watching you cum.”

“Oh, Mrs. Anderson; I’m so excited! Bigger orgasms will feel so much better, right?”

“Right, Tiffany. Now let’s get your neck in this noose, ok? How does that feel?”

“It kinda feels sexy, Mrs. Anderson.”

“Well, it certainly looks sexy on you, Tiffany. I’m really turned on just looking at you.”

“I’m so glad, Mrs. Anderson. I want you to be turned on!”

“Ok, let me just put these handcuffs on you, Tiffany. Being helpless makes bigger orgasms.”

“Really, Mrs. Anderson? I would LOVE to have bigger orgasms!”

“Are you ready for your autoerotic asphyxiation now, Tiffany?”

“I sure am, Mrs. Anderson.”

“Ok, Tiffany. Up you go!”

“AWK… MRS… ANDERSON…. CAN’T HARDLY… BREATHE!!”

“That’s good, Tiffany. That means you’re going to have bigger orgasms now.”

“BUT I CAN’T… HARDLY… BREATHE… GASP”

“That’s part of it, Tiffany. Keep it up; you’re doing a great job.”

“MY NECK… HURTS… IS THIS… AWK… THE WAY IT’S… SUPPOSE TO… WORK??”

“Yes, Tiffany; that’s the way. You’re doing really, really well. You look very sexy.”

“BUT MRS. ANDERSON… HURTS… NECK… GASP… GURGLE…”

“Oh, I forgot all about fingering your cunt. Let me do that now, Tiffany.”

“AWK… RASP… HURTS…”

“Can you feel my fingers in your cunt, Tiffany? That should be making you feel really good!”

“HURTS… PAIN…

“Aren’t you going to cum for me, Tiffany? Cum for ol’ Mrs. Anderson, honey.”

“URK…. HURTS…. NECK…. CAN’T…. BREATHE…”

“Well then let me finger you just a little bit harder, ok?”

“URK… AWK… PLEASE MRS…. ANDERSON….. TAKE ME….. DOWN…”

“Not until you’ve cum first, honey. I can feel how wet you are… nice and wet.”

“URK….. RASP….. GURGLE….. PLEASE….”

“Just a little bit more, Tiffany. Cum for me, honey; you can do it.”

“URK… RASP….. SHUDDER…”

“There it is, honey. That looked lovely, simply lovely.”

“RASP…. GURGLE….. GASP….”

“You want another one, honey? Certainly! I’d love to finger you until you cum again!”

“NN…. RASP….. NNN….. GURGLE…… SHUDDER…..”

“Mmmmmm. That was a good one, honey. I’ll bet you loved that one; am I right?”

“URK…… RASP…… GUUNNHHHHHHHH….”

“Ok, now it’s my turn, honey. Why don’t you fight that noose for me, ok? Kick a little!”

“URK……. RASP…… UNNHHH… GASSSPPPPP…..”

“Don’t worry, honey; I’m rubbing myself right now! My but you look sexy in that noose!”

“GUUUUNNHHHH….. AARRRSSSSSPPPPPP….. GLLUUUUUFFFFFF….”

“Awww. Now your tongue has come out. Isn’t that sweet?”

“RAASSSSPPPP….. GURGLLEEEEEE…”

“Aww, are you having trouble breathing now, Tiffany?”

“SNASSSSSSSS….. GRUUUHHHHHHH…..HHEEEHHHHLLPPP…. PUUHHH”

“You look a little shocked, honey. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

“SGAAAAAHHHHHSSSSS…… HHEEEHHHHHH….. PUUUHHHHHHLLEEEE”

“Oh honey; didn’t you know? I hunt sexy teens like you for the noose!”

“AAAHHHHHHHRRRRRR….. SNNNUUUUUUHHHHHHHH…”

“What’s the matter, honey? Haven’t you got anything left in the tank?”

“SSSUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH…………………”

“You look a little shocked. Was it something I said?”

“————————–snuuu—————————-“

“Was it something I did? You’ll have to speak up, honey.”

“———————……………………———–…………….”

“Tiffany? Tiff-honey? You’ll have to speak up; I can’t hear you!”

“…………………………………..”

“Tiffany? Oh my. I do think you’ve given me your all, haven’t you!”

“……………. …………………. ……………..”

“Just a few twitches now… you’re barely swaying at all….”

“……. ……………………………. “

“Maybe I’d better check for a pulse…”

“I see there’s nothing there, honey. You were marvelous, did you know that? Simply marvelous!”

“………………………………………..”

“Yes, I had an orgasm while you were hanging for me. Thank you so much for asking.”

“…………………………….”

“Yes, it was lovely. But I always have lovely orgasms hanging sweet, innocent girls like you.”

“……………….”

“And there’s your bladder giving way… how thoughtful…”

“…………….”

“Ok, honey. I’m going to leave you up for a little while for me to enjoy. Is that ok with you?”

“…….”

“Thank you so much, Tiffany. I knew you would understand.”

“….”

(written for Tiffany Aug 6 ’by riwa; ed.Apr 6)

(Pictures are from lesbianteenhunter.com and from pics found on the net, all of which are used for illustration purposes only.)

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Fatal Jealousy 4.4 (18)

Posted on April 3, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Note: I wanted to edit this story to improve the flow. As a result I added over 600 words to it. I hope you enjoy it.

Victoria sprawled on her couch and bawled. After several minutes she reached for the telephone and dialed a number…

“Alex…? Vicky! Could you come over? I just broke up with Brad and I’m miserable as hell. You wanna do something together?”

“I’ll be right over,” her friend told her over the phone. A moment later the line went dead. Victoria clicked off the phone, thought about her former boyfriend… and then started to cry all over again…

—–

Victoria answered the door and allowed her friend inside. “Hi, Alex,” she said, slurring her words. “C’mon in!” Then she went back to her couch, sat down and picked up her drink.

Alex was dressed in some rather slick black leather, an outfit that might have been more appropriate for picking up guys at a bar. But Vicky didn’t pay her friend’s outfit any attention. Alex simply sat down on the couch and stared at her morose friend as Victoria took another drink… “Are you ok, Vicky?”

“I’m feeling better now that I’ve had a little something to drink,” her friend replied, sounding more than a little tipsy. “Brad is such a jerk!”

Alex looked at her, her mind churning with devious thoughts. Her friend was weak and vulnerable right now. This would be such a perfect opportunity to take advantage of her!

She reached into her pocket and pulled out the capsule she’d brought with her. It was guaranteed to loosen her friend up even more. “I’m sorry about Brad, Vicky,” she said as she reached over with welcoming arms. “C’mere and let me give you a big hug.”

Victoria set her drink down. Then she wrapped her arms around her friend and started to cry again. Alex hugged her tightly while making sure she successfully dropped the capsule into the drink.

“He was a jackass anyway, Vicky,” she said encouragingly, trying to delay things while giving the capsule time to dissolve. “He never treated you right. In the first place! I say good riddance to bad baggage!”

“Don’t I know it!” Victoria sniffled in agreement. “He was a cheap, slimy, no-good double-crossing sonuvabitch, and I’m glad he’s gone.” They both knew that was a lie, but at least it felt good for her to say it aloud

Victoria broke up their embrace long enough to down her drink in one long gulp. From there it didn’t take long before the drug took effect. It was time to play!

A few minutes later Alex had her friend’s clothes off and was helping her put on a pair of black, sexy panties that snapped onto leg-high stockings. Victoria was too drugged and euphoric to care. “This is kinda kinky, isn’t it?” she giggled as she tousled her hair.

“Yeah, but it’s so much fun!” Alex cooed softly. “You’re gonna love it, girlfriend!” But the truth of the matter was that she was probably looking forward to it more, especially considering the type of asphyxia games she wanted to play with the vulnerable, heart-broken girl.

“Now why don’t you relax?” she told Victoria, carefully laying her out on the couch. “You just let ol’ Alex take care of everything ok?” Then she slowly rubbed her hands up and down her friend’s body.

“I like this,” Victoria moaned. “You’re hands are much softer than Brad’s are! You know where to touch me to make me feel good!”

“That’s not all I’m gonna make you feel, baby,” Alex cooed at her.

A drunken giggle… “What are you gonna do to me?” In answer, Alex dropped to her knees and started to tongue her friend’s breasts and nipples. Victoria writhed and moaned in her drug and alcohol induced haze.

“You got a sexy body, you know that, Vic?” her friend said seductively. “You don’t mind if I find out what you taste like, do you?” and she stuck her tongue out again and started to lick.

Victoria trembled at her friend’s tonguing, all memories of the butthead boyfriend forgotten. She moaned excitedly as Alex played with her chest. “Damn, that feels so good,” she murmured softly.

‘Not as good as it’s gonna feel when we move onto the next phase,’ Alex thought with growing excitedly. She was looking forward to the more serious games they were about to play. “So you like that, Vic?” she purred softly.

“Mmm – hmm,” her friend nodded. Victoria closed her eyes and moaned again as Alex ran a hand over her chest. It sent shivers running through her body and she squirmed excitedly, running her hands through her hair.

Alex smiled to herself. The drug was working perfectly. Victoria was in such a wonderful state that she would probably do virtually anything that was asked of her! So let the asphyxia games begin! “Let me go get your stockings, babe,” she cooed into her friend’s ear.

“Whatever you wanna do, Alex. I feel so good right now. I like where you’re touching me.”

Alex stood up, brushing her fingers along her girlfriend’s breasts. Then she went and got the stockings. ‘She’ll look really hot with them on,’ Alex decided. ‘It’ll add to her outfit… just what I need to see her wearing to help me get off.’

Alex went into the bedroom, got the stockings and then brought them back out to the couch. Victoria looked up at her dreamily. “You look hot in that black outfit, babe.”

“And you look hot in those black panties. Mind if I put these sexy stockings on your legs?”

“Go right ahead,” Victoria giggled playfully. “I love it when you touch me!”

Alex proceeded to run each stocking up her friend’s slender legs, snapping them in place with the panty’s straps. When she was finished, she ran her hands up along the inside of her girlfriend’s thighs. Victoria moaned softly as she squirmed again.

“You like that don’t you?”

“Umm – hmm.”

“Roll over, please.” Victoria dutifully complied. That’s when Alex gave her a swat on her ass, causing her to giggle drunkenly.

“Ooooohhh… I like that!”

“Do you now?” SWAT! Victoria squealed delightedly.

SWAT! “Nice ass, Vic!” SWAT! “Gorgeous ass!” SWAT! “Brad is stupid for breaking up with such a sweet piece of ass like yours!” SWAT!

Victoria moaned again, wiggling her butt as her friend kept swatting it. She was becoming quite aroused, totally unaware that her friend Alex was already in a heightened state of sexual excitement.

“Now stand up, Vicky!” her friend told her. Victoria did as she was asked.

“Now I want you to get into this,” Alex said, holding up a tight, black dress with swirling patterns all over it. “I found it in your bedroom; it’s perfect! It makes you look sexy as hell!”

Victoria squirmed into it and then gasped as her friend cinched it down from the back. It truly accented her massive breasts, showing off a rather tight, sexy cleavage. “Hard to… breathe,” she gasped. “Breasts… uncomfortable. Do you have to have it so tight?”

“We can fix that,” Alex said agreeably as she finished tightening the outfit. “Have a seat and I’ll make you more comfortable.”

“What are we gonna do now?” Victoria wanted to know, still slurring her words as she sat down in a wooden chair.

“We’re gonna play some fun games, babe!” Alex said as she pulled off the top of her own outfit. She wanted her tits to breathe, wanted to feel the excitement in her nipples. Then she pulled down her friend’s dress enough to fully expose Victoria’s large melons.

“There; is that better?”

“Much better! Now what kinda games are we gonna play?”

“Exciting games… sexual games!” Alex smiled at her.

“Then why are you tying my feet to the chair legs?” Victoria asked uncertainly. She noticed her friend was topless, and she couldn’t help staring at her gorgeous tits and those erect nipples.

“All part of the game, girlfriend!”

“Sounds exciting,” Victoria murmured. She closed her eyes and willingly brought her hands behind her back. “Gonna tie my wrists together too?” she purred drunkenly.

“Maybe.”

It was all going so well, Alex decided. Hell, the unsuspecting bitch even seemed eager about it! Then she grinned as she asked, “Would you like your hands tied? Would you like a little bondage?”

“Sure!” Victoria giggled. “This is kinda fun!”

“Glad you like it,” Alex observed, not sound quite as friendly now. Besides, now that Vicky was all tied up, she felt she could dispense with the pleasantries and get right down to the wicked fun she had planned for the deserving bitch!

She produced a ball-gag and shoved it in front of her friend’s face. “Open up,” she demanded. Victoria giggled as she willingly complied, allowing Alex to cram the thing into her friend’s mouth. Then she tied the straps behind her head. Her face suddenly took on a look of sadistic menace… “Hands in your lap, please.”

When Victoria placed them there, Alex produced a pair of handcuffs and clatched them onto the woman’s wrists. “Comfy now?” she asked in a not-so-friendly manner.

“Gluh – guh…”

“You excited yet?”

“Gluh – huh!”

“Wanna know what’s gonna happen next?”

“Gluh – huh!”

“Good,” Alex told her. “I WANT you to know! I want you to feel fear, Vic! Fear will heighten your arousal, bitch, because you see… I’m gonna choke the fucking life out of you!”

Victoria’s eyes went wide with fright… “GLUNH – UNH!” Then she started to struggle a little.

“Get ready, hun,” Alex warned. “Here comes the best part!”

She produced another set of pantyhose, only to wrap them tightly around her friend’s neck. “Let’s play ‘Strangle-the-bitch’, shall we?” Then she grabbed both ends and started to pull. Almost immediately Victoria started to choke and gag…

“GLUH… GUH… GLUH… GOH… GOH, GAW…”

Victoria’s eyes rolled up into her head as she tried to gasp for breath. This was not at all what she had planned for having a girl’s night out! A moment later her pussy began to throb. Without even thinking, her cuffed hands dropped down to her crotch where she started furiously rubbing her clit as a fiery climax raced toward her.

Alex felt her own orgasm fast approaching as her girlfriend struggled. She heard the gurgles and grunts of her gasping friend, and she pulled even harder on the nylons. “Strangle for me, bitch!” she cackled excitedly…

“GLUH… GUH… GAAACK… GU-GU-GU-GU… GGGGGG…”

Victoria’s body shuddered as an orgasm washed over her. Her fingers flew over her pussy area as her whole body shook. A gurgly sigh came out of her ball-gagged mouth. Then she fell off to one side unconscious as Alex continued to strangle her.

A moment later an orgasm slammed into Alex, catching her off guard. She arched her back and cried out, losing her grip on the pantyhose. They loosened, allowing air back into her friend’s tortured lungs. Victoria’s body quivered with a heavy sigh as she began to breathe again.

Alex removed the pantyhose from around her friend’s neck and she lovingly caressed those large breasts of hers. Then she put her hands on her shoulders. “Take a break, Vic; ok?” she said with an air of menace. “Then we’ll go again.”

—–

Victoria awoke to discover that her mind was clear. She also discovered that her outfit had been removed and that her hands had been cuffed to the chair behind her back. What’s more, she was still tied to the chair by her feet. “Alex?!” she gasped fearfully. “ALEX??!!”

Her topless friend strode into the room. “What do you want, bitch?” she snarled dangerously.

“What’s going on – OW!” and she yelped as Alex grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

“Shut up, bitch! I’m putting the finishing touches on our asphyxia games!”

“ASPHYXIA GAMES??!! But I don’t wanna play anymore!”

“Well that’s just too damn bad, hun! Because a deserving bitch like you deserves to die… and I’m going to be the one to send you straight to hell!””

“NO! ALEX, LET ME GO!”

Alex slapped the fearful woman, but Victoria just wailed all the more. Then Alex produced a clear plastic bag. “I’ll bet you can’t guess where THIS is going, you silly, clueless bitch!”

“ALEX; NO!” she cried out. But her friend just laughed as she pulled the bag over her head! “Now let’s see how long it takes for you to stop breathing, bitch!”

“NO… DON’T…” But it was already getting hard to breath. Victoria was scared half to death!

Alex grabbed the nylons she’d previously used. “Now we don’t want any air leaking out, right?” she chuckled sinisterly. Then she wrapped them around her friend’s throat, tying the bag off.

Victoria gasped as she tried to breathe, her nipples getting harder as her pussy got wet. “Enjoy it while it lasts, bitch!” Alex snarled. “I’m sick and tired of hearing about your boyfriend problems. Now I’m gonna get off watching you suffocate to death! But don’t worry, honey! I think you’ll have an orgasm or two before you go!”

Victoria’s eyes went wide as she gasped for breath. The bag expanded and contracted around her head, pressing up against her open mouth. She couldn’t believe what was happening to her, couldn’t believe her friend was the one doing it to her!

“You gonna cum for me, bitch?” Alex asked with murderous lust in her eyes. “Your nips are hard and your tits are shaking! So go ahead and cum if you want! It’ll probably be the last one you ever experience!”

Victoria tried to breathe, but the bag pulled tightly to her face. Alex cackled triumphantly as she pulled her friend’s head back and looked down at her. “You always get the guys, Vicky, even though they end up dumping you. Well no more. This time you die while it’s MY turn to get off! I’m going to watch you suffocate to death, you sexy bitch!”

She grinned and then reached for the rope she’d rigged up behind her with the stepstool she’d retrieved. “I rigged this up so I could indulge in some asphyxia games of my own,” she said, pointing to a rope that hung down from the ceiling. “Mind if I join you while you gasp your last?”

Victoria started to shudder as Alex ran the rope around her own neck. She watched excitedly as her friend suddenly thrashed about in the chair. It made her lean into the rope, wanting to asphyxiate herself as she watched Vicky die!

Victoria opened and closed her mouth, struggling to breathe. Then her body tensed and shuddered as she experienced the last orgasm of her life. “Fuck yeah!” Alex gasped as she instinctively tightened the rope around her neck. “Die, you fucking slut!”

There was a gurgly death-rattle that burbled up out of Victoria’s throat. Her eyes opened wide in horror, and she trembled violently. Then she went limp, her head drooping lifelessly off to one side.

Alex watched excitedly as an orgasm flowed hotly through her body. Hurriedly, she stripped out of her panties, leaving herself totally nude. She tied off the other end of the rope onto something secure before clamping the other set of cuffs she’d brought with her around her own wrists. Then she bent over, putting pressure on the rope around her neck.

She felt her throat tighten exquisitely, felt her pussy area throb with desire. “Maybe I should have let you finger yourself as you died!” she rasped breathlessly. Then she rubbed her clit excitedly, squeezing her legs together.

She felt a second orgasm rush toward her as she gasped for breath. She gagged and then shuddered excitedly as she climaxed hard. After a few moments she straightened up, loosening the rope and panting heavily.

“More!” she gasped excitedly, staring at her dead friend with those hard, dead nipples. “Must have… more!” She wanted to cum again and again and again!

Ignoring the body of her dead friend, she pulled the nearby stool over to her and climbed up onto her knees. Judging the proper length of rope, she untied it from around her neck, climbed down off the stool and re-tied the other end. Then she climbed back up onto the stool on her knees and quickly tied the rope off around her neck, not bothering with any special knots she could get out of later on. She just wanted to feel her breath being cut off… and RIGHT NOW!

She cinched it down tight and gasped as she strangled herself. Instantly her hand flew down between her legs and she vigorously rubbed her clit again. It set her pussy aflame once again with a terrible ache of longing.

Her eyes went wide as she gasped raggedly. Her hand furiously worked her clit and her legs squeezed tightly until her orgasm exploded inside her. Then she arched her back and shuddered violently, wondering if she could cum as hard as it looked like Victoria had cum…

…and then her knees suddenly slipped off the stool!

GAACK!

The rope instantly tightened around her neck as she swayed in front of the stool. Her hands flew up and clawed at the rope in panic, desperately trying to create a little slack. But she couldn’t get any because she’d re-tied the knot in too much of a hurry without being careful.

She leaned back against the stool but that didn’t help. She couldn’t sit on it and she couldn’t climb up onto it. Her mind went numb as her face turned red, her body shuddering as she felt a massive orgasm rush toward her.

It washed hotly throughout her body, an orgasm much harder than anything she’d ever experienced before. She jerked and shuddered, effectively tightening the rope even more around her neck. She gagged as it strangled her until she went limp, too exhausted to fight against it anymore.

Between her spasms and the poor knots she had tied, the rope eased her down until her butt rested somewhat against the stool. But it was too late. Her face turned blue from lack of oxygen, and she stared ahead with vacant eyes as the coil maintained its lethal grip around her throat.

Her vision darkened as another orgasm ravaged her. But she was barely aware of it. Her torso jerked around from the pleasure assaulting her nether region. But other than that, her body barely acknowledged the climax she experienced.

She blinked and shivered as a death rattle emanated from somewhere deep inside her. She let out a faint gasp as though sighing heavily. Then she quietly expired, her head rolling to one side as droll spilled out of her parted lips. The two former friends sat asphyxiated next to each other, having shared in their last breaths of air together… their last orgasms…

(written Dec 21; ed. Mar 21 by riwa)

(Pictures are from Ruemorgue.com and are for illustration purposes only.)

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MMP’s Drain Disaster 5 4 (6)

Posted on March 31, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Note: A text story inspired by preview pictures from MMP Studios clip DRAIN DISASTER 5.

Sharon sighed happily as she reclined in the patio lounger. There was only one thing better than sitting out in the backyard getting a tan, and that was taking a dip in her pool to cool off. It would have been even better if she hadn’t gotten that stupid sunburn on her midsection.

She’d been out sunning herself earlier that morning. Unfortunately she’d failed to take into account the open section in the canopy above the pool. It had resulted in a rather wicked sunburn. But with some ointment and an old purple dress to cover her tummy she was back in the lounger enjoying the warmth of the afternoon.

She inwardly cursed her stupidity, but she wasn’t about to let it get her down. In fact she thought it somewhat amusing that she’d actually found a use for that old dress she’d never gotten around to getting rid of. Now it was protecting her midsection, thank you very much! But it was the ONLY thing she was wearing, and she looked out onto the rest of her backyard, enjoying exposing her breasts and crotch to the elements.

It wasn’t long until she felt the refreshing water of the pool calling to her. Off on the horizon she could see clouds moving in. The temperature was going to drop and they might get some rain. If she was going to enjoy a swim, she figured she’d better do it now.

She got up and was headed for the shallow end when something unusual caught her eye. There wasn’t a single ripple in the pool. The jets that circulated the water did not seem to be performing.

She walked over to the ladder in the deep end and sat on the top step between the rails. Then she felt around with her hand, confirming her suspicions. Sure enough, the jets weren’t kicking out any water.

“Well, crap!” she muttered. “That’s not good!” She felt around a little more as though that might somehow fix the problem. But it was no use; the jets simply weren’t functioning.

“It’s got to be the drain,” she muttered unhappily. When the water wasn’t circulating the first suspect was always the drain. After all, she was more than a little familiar with her pool and how it worked. The problem was probably somewhere on the bottom.

“Now where’s that screwdriver?” she asked no one in particular, looking all around. She wasn’t about to hire someone to come out and fix the problem. She was confidant in her abilities to deal with it herself.

She didn’t need some young twit coming out making matters worse and then charging her double for it. She was fully able to clean out some clog in the drain all by herself. All she had to do was open the damn thing with a screwdriver.

Sharon located a screwdriver and headed for the shallow end. The water was cool and refreshing. She sat on her ass with a big grin plastered on her face as her hair blossomed out on either side of her head. This was fun; the drain could keep for a minute or two.

She sat there smiling as bubbles dribbled out of her nose. She loved sitting on the bottom and holding her breath. In fact she loved everything about her pool. Minor repairs such as this one were a nuisance, but that was all they were. She was more than capable of taking care of her own pool repairs.

She stood up and gasped for breath, her heart beating as tingles of pleasure surged through her. Then she looked down into the deep end and her smile faded. ‘Time to deal with the drain!’ she told herself. Then she could enjoy her swim before the storm.

She filled her lungs and dove downward, pulling gracefully with her arms as her hair streamed behind her. She came up to the drain and grabbed on with her fingers. She bubbled as she peered down into it.

It looked like there was something clogging the drain all right. But it was on the other side of the cover. She would have to take it off in order to get to it.

‘No problem!’ she told herself. She figured she had just enough breath in her lungs to get the cover off before she would have to surface.

There were a couple of screws on either side and she went to work, bubbling as she twisted with the screwdriver. It took her longer than she expected, and her lungs began to burn. But she didn’t want to leave the job half-finished. She forced herself to stay down, hanging onto the cover until she’d removed the last screw.

She shot up before bothering to remove the cover, bursting up at the surface and gasping for breath. Now she had to use the screwdriver to pop the cover off. From there it was just a simple matter of reaching down and removing any kind of clog in the drain.

Sharon filled her lungs and then dove back down, bubbling as she pulled for the bottom of her pool. Once more she grabbed onto it with her fingers. Then she began prying it up with the screwdriver.

It popped off and the trouble instantly revealed itself. There was a lot of hair in the drain, virtually clogging the damned thing. It made her wonder if she might need to wear a swim cap more often. No wonder the damn thing had gotten clogged! It had pulled strands of hair right through the slits in the damn drain cover!

Sharon’s first mistake was understandable. She hadn’t bothered shutting off the pump as she hadn’t even thought about it. But her second mistake was more serious as she reached in barehanded to pull the hair out. She didn’t want any of the hair getting sucked into the system and clogging up the filter. That would REALLY cause a problem, one that might actually require the visit of a professional to fix the damned thing.

She grabbed on and pulled hard, not even considering the results. The majority of hair came right out. But she saw a few strands being sucked in and she frantically stuck her hand back down to grab what she could before it…

UNGH!!!

Sharon grunted in alarm as the increased suction grabbed her hand. “OUCH!” and she instinctively tried to pull it back out. But it was really jammed in there… and now the suction was holding on like a vindictive monster, unwilling to let go! She flailed wildly with her other arm as she tugged like mad.

It suddenly occurred to her that she should have turned off the pump. But it was too late for that now; she’d already reached in and pulled! It was a painful lesson, especially since her hand really hurt being sucked in like that!

‘I guess I won’t do THAT again!’ she thought in disgust as she yanked hard. But her hand refused to pull back out. That’s when she became aware of the whine from the pump, indicating a strain on the system from her hand blocking the drain.

She pulled harder but the suction refused to let go. It was incredibly strong and she couldn’t yank her hand free! A jolt of fear hit her and her nipples hardened as a result.

Her lungs were burning; she needed to surface right away. But the suction from the drain refused to release its grip on her hand! Sharon pulled frantically, grunting in growing alarm.

She jerked in near panic, losing a big burst of air in the process. Sharon grunted anxiously as her lungs began to heave. Her air was nearly gone… and there was no one around to help her, no one around to shut the pump down! She had to free herself right away or she was going to drown!

“LET ME GO!” her mind screamed as she jerked and pulled against the drain. But she could feel the powerful suction against her hand, could tell the pump wasn’t about to let go. She couldn’t get the leverage she needed to pull it free.

She lost another flurry of bubbles and she clamped her lips shut, anxious to keep her remaining air in her lungs. She didn’t have the strength left to fight against the drain anymore. Her sole purpose now was simply keeping water out of her lungs. But if she didn’t get free she knew she was going to drown!

She strained with all her might, hoping one of her neighbors might drop by and find her in time. Maybe one of her friends might come by for a swim and get to her before she drowned. But deep down she knew she was all alone and that no one was going to come to her rescue in time.

Sharon screamed her breath away as she struggled against the drain. Then she gurgled as her lungs inhaled reflexively. A moment later she started spasming and convulsing as water flowed down her windpipe into her lungs.

She coughed hard, flailing weakly at the surface with her free arm. She coughed again, convulsing painfully as water continued to flow freely into her lungs. Each time she coughed she pulled more water down her throat, causing her to choke and gag on it.

She shuddered hard, spasming weakly. Then she went limp, tethered to the pool floor by the suction of the drain against her hand. Tiny bubbles slipped out past her parted lips as her eyes started to glaze over.

She stared in total disbelief over what had just happened to her. It was inconceivable how she’d just drowned herself in some stupid pool accident! That was her last conscious thought as the life flicked out of her eyes.

Sharon’s legs settled onto the pool floor, her eyes open and vacant. An occasional bubble slipped out of her mouth as her hair started to settle around her head. She remained lodged there at the bottom of the pool, the pump receiving just enough flow past her wedged hand to continue holding her in place.

Eventually she would be discovered the next day by one of her girlfriends when she missed an appointment…

(written Mar 17 by riwa)

(Preview pictures are from MMP STUDIO’S Drain Disaster 5 and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Janet in Quicksand 4 (6)

Posted on March 28, 2015 by riwa

(a repost from 2011)

Janet was out walking along the beach bored out of her mind. She was feeling horny, but for some reason a swim just didn’t appeal to her. It wasn’t long until she strayed inland away from the beach with no particular destination in mind.

She suddenly came upon a wet spot in the ground. She was well away from the beach, so it didn’t look like any sort of tidal residue. Was it possible she’d come across a patch of quicksand?

Janet stood on the edge looking down at the wet spot in the sand. She’d always been a little curious about what quicksand felt like. She’d also heard conflicting stories about what happened to people whenever they accidently found themselves in it.

Curiosity got the better of her and she hesitantly stuck a toe into the soft soil. There was a squishing sensation on her toes and she found it rather enjoyable. She found herself wondering what would happen if she stepped in deeper.

Janet stepped in and immediately sank up to her knees. The material felt thick as it oozed into her shoes. She liked how it felt on her legs. Besides, she was certain she could easily step back out if she wanted to. But for some reason she wanted to stay in it a little while longer.

She wriggled a little, hoping she might sink a little deeper. Sure enough, the ooze began sucking her down. But instead of frightening her Janet actually found it a turn-on! She wriggled and twisted until it reached her shorts. She gasped as the ooze penetrated through to her tingling crotch.

It took her deeper and she gasped, her body tingling like crazy. It suddenly occurred to her she might be in a little too deep and she struggled to free herself. But the enveloping ooze hungrily sucked her down until she was in it up to her breasts. There was no way she was getting out now! Strangely, she was incredibly aroused!

Janet found herself sinking deeper. It was as though the ooze she was in was a living entity, wanting to swallow her whole… wanting to claim her for its very own! She could feel her flesh tingling as the quicksand totally enveloped her, even so far as to penetrating her holes! It’s like it was making love to her!!

There was no point in crying out for help now. No one was around for miles; it was much too late in any event! Besides, Janet was tingling like crazy, anticipating what it would feel like to be completely submerged within the hungering ooze! Instinctively she started taking deep breaths, massaging a breast as she reached for her nose.

Gawd! She was going down; she was actually going down! Janet quivered with excitement as she whimpered with fear. She’d deliberately stepped into it, and now she was going to drown in it! She was both frightened and aroused, her body trembling as the ooze embraced her… caressed her… fondled her… made love to her!

Janet suddenly began picking up speed, sinking ever faster into the ooze! “I’M GOING!” her mind screamed as she instinctively tried to resist. But that just speeded up the process! She submerged with a big glooping sound, completely enveloped in the smothering, suffocating ooze!

Janet wriggled and squirmed, desperate to get back up for a breath. But the quicksand enveloped her like a lover, caressing her body everywhere. It invaded her holes as though hungrily molesting her. In the dark and completely enveloped, Janet felt it swell within her until it exploded like a fireball!

Janet’s back arched as her body shook from an extremely intense orgasm. Her feet wriggled in her shoes from the sensuous ooze, her toes wriggling like crazy. Her hands flexed helplessly as her arms tried to reach up for the air she would never taste again. Then her breath exploded out of her body, bubbling up to the surface. The ooze blurped and burbled and then became still, fully claiming its victim…

Janet suddenly sat up on the couch. Her crotch was soaked and she panted heavily. “Damn!” she muttered. “That’s the last time I eat spinach dip and burritos for lunch. Now I need to go take a shower…”

(written for Skip Nov 18 ’11 by riwa)

(Poser renders are provided by Skip and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Fatal Nosiness 4.1 (10)

Posted on March 24, 2015 by riwa

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I caught the nosey little slut snooping around my property. She was spewing a string of profanities at me when I dragged her down into my dungeon. So I stripped her out of her clothes, pulling her panties down around her ankles. That didn’t seem to slow her down any and she kept mouthing off at me, telling me I was a dickless bastard while threatening to call the cops on me.

I tied the bitch’s arms up and then proceeded to turn her ass red with a paddle. She just kept spewing obscenities at me, telling me people knew where she was and that she would soon be reported missing. I didn’t believe her for a second.

I figured she needed a little more persuading. So I pried her ass-cheeks apart and shoved in a little metal hook. She yelped and screamed at me but I ignored her cries.

“This is for snooping around my property, bitch!” I told her. She whimpered but there wasn’t much she could do about it.

I finished hooking her up before stretching her upright, securing her arms together. She yelped as the hook pulled her up by her ass onto her toes. “You bastard!” she cried out. “The cops are gonna come and rip your balls off!” I just laughed at her empty threats.

Deciding she’d mouthed off enough I put a ring gag into her mouth. That limited her speech considerably although I could still make out many of her words. The bitch sure was being defiant considering the situation she was in!

“I’ll shut you up once and for all, bitch!” I snarled. So I stuffed a nasty rag into the ring-gag in her mouth. She gumphed and grunted, but that certainly shut that slutty little mouth of hers for awhile. Then I proceeded to paddle her ass some more, making her grunt and cry out.

I left her like that for an hour or so, just to wear her down. When I came back downstairs she seemed a little more compliant. So I removed her panties and the ring gag. She told me it was nothing more than a little innocent nosing around, but I did not believe her. So I tied the bitch up, stuck a ball-gag into her mouth and left her on the bed for awhile.

Just to let the bitch know just how serious I was, when I returned I shoved a glass plug up her ass. She squirmed and yelped, but I told her to settle down or she would get worse. She sure calmed right down.

My cock was getting hard admiring her cute little form. So I decided she should put that slutty little mouth of hers to good use. “Here’s the deal, bitch!” I told her. “You show me what a good little cocksucker you are and perhaps I’ll let you go. Bite me and you die! Try to scream and you die! Be stupid and you die! Understand?” When she nodded I removed her gag.

“Now ask me to let you suck my cock,” I said with a wicked smile, wanting to hear her ask for it. “Please let me suck your cock,” she asked quietly, looking up at me with those imploring Asian eyes. That’s when I stripped, grabbed her head and forced her to suck me!

The bitch had a slutty mouth and she sure knew how to use it. I think she took my threat seriously and she vacuumed the hell out of my cock. I fucked her mouth hard as she lay on that bed I had in the basement. She grunted and gurgled, but at least she sucked on it as though she hadn’t eaten in ages.

The sexy little Asian slut was a hot piece of ass. I knew I had to have more than just that slutty little mouth of hers. So I untied her and strung her back up. This time I spread her legs and tied off each ankle.

I tied her arms behind her back and stretched them up into the air, bending her over invitingly. She knew if she caused me any more trouble I could stretch her arms up even higher and dislocate both of her shoulders. Finally I ran a rope down to her hair and tied it off. The little bitch wasn’t going anywhere.

“Suck it like you mean it, bitch!” I demanded. So she bent over even more and took my cock into her mouth. By now she’d stopped being so defiant. I think she knew her life was hanging by a thread.

It wasn’t long until she started sucking like crazy, grunting and moaning as if she loved sucking my throbbing shaft. She was definitely a slutty little whore; I’ll give her credit for that. I enjoyed fucking her mouth hard, and on some level I think she really enjoyed it too.

Her pussy was dripping; the bitch was fucking wet and aching for more. So I pulled out of her mouth and stepped behind her. “Pull the plug out?” she whimpered hopefully. “I’m doing what you want.”

“We’ll see, bitch!” I told her. Then I thrust my throbbing dick into her hot pussy.

She grunted and moaned as I fucked her good and hard. But I think the bitch enjoyed it; at least she sure as hell acted like it. “Beg me for it, bitch!” I told her “Tell me what a slutty little whore you are and beg me for it. Beg me for it or you’ll never see the outside of this dungeon again!”

“Please!” she begged. “Fuck me! Ohmygawd; I’m a fucking whore and I need your cock inside me!”

“Take it, whore!” I told her as I reamed her pussy hard. She grunted and moaned like a bitch in heat! I think I kept pressing that butt plug deeper into her ass as I pounded her from behind, but she kept moaning and whimpering as though she was getting off too.

I finally pulled out of her cunt, pulled the dildo and started fucking her ass. She was nice and tight; I loved impaling her with my dick! She just kept moaning and whimpering. Then the little bitch stiffened. When she cried out I swear she had a nice little orgasm right there in my dungeon.

“Fucking slut!” I told her as I pulled out. She whimpered as I shoved that plug in and out of her ass a couple times. Then she screamed as I shoved my dick right back into her anus. I fucked her hard, reaming that sweet ass as she cried out in agony. She was a tight little Asian bitch and I loved it.

All good things must come to an end; besides, I had a slut to dispose of. So I went and got myself a burlap sack. Then I untied her ankles, leaving her arms bound together before starting to stuff her into the bottom of it. “What are you DOING?” she gasped anxiously.

“Getting ready to dispose of the garbage,” I told her with a sneer.

“NO!” she gasped in fright. “You CAN’T! People KNOW I’m here! Someone will come for me!”

“Open your mouth and I’ll think about it!” I told her and she dutifully opened her mouth. When she saw me jacking off my cock in front of her she knew what was coming. But she kept her mouth open and took every last drop I gave her.

“Now swallow it!” I told her and she gulped it down like the dirty little slut she was. Then she looked up at me with those pleading eyes. “Now you’re going to let me go, right?” she asked hopefully. I smiled evilly at her and I think it chilled her to the bone.

“We just got to get you out of here now,” I told her.

I put the gag back into her mouth. Then I sealed her up in the burlap bag and hauled her squirming body upstairs. I heard her grunt in alarm when I tossed her into the trunk of my car in my garage.

I drove her down to a quiet little area people use to launch boats into the water. Then I pulled her out of the trunk, still squirming inside the burlap bag.

“Calm down!” I told her. “I just have to release you in a quiet part of town is all.” She quieted down and stopped squirming as I carried her over my shoulder down to the water. There was a little boat ramp sticking out and I walked out to the very end of it.

“Ok, bitch; I’m letting you go!” I told her. Then I heaved her out into the river. She hit the water with a splash.

I thought I saw the burlap bag erupt with frantic activity as she tried to squirm out of it. Then it sank from site. I watched that area for the longest time until I saw a few bubbles followed by a big burst of air that erupted up at the surface. Then the water grew still.

“That’ll teach you for being so nosy, bitch!” I called after her. Then I turned and walked back to my car, making sure I hadn’t been seen before driving off…

(written for Emma Apr 18 riwa)

(Pictures are from FuckedandBound.com and are used for illustration purposes only.)

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An Encounter in the Lagoon 4 (1)

Posted on March 21, 2015 by riwa

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Going on that three hour tour with a bunch of people she didn’t know had turned out to be the worst decision of her life. Now Ginger was stranded on some island with no real hope of ever getting back to civilization! Oh, they were making the best of it and she’d somehow made herself fit in. But doing a little stage show every now and then for an intimate group of six was far less than she’d expected out of what she had hoped would turn out to be a very promising Hollywood career.

The storm and subsequent shipwreck had been rather terrifying. At least they had all made it to shore without drowning. Too bad about the tide taking the ship back out and sending it to the bottom of the lagoon. There was no way the seven of them were ever bringing THAT back up on their own, no matter HOW clever the Professor was!!

Naturally someone needed to go down and salvage any supplies they could get back up from the ocean floor. But she wasn’t about to dirty her hands for a 20 foot dive to a sunken craft where anything could happen! That little white lie about not being able to swim had come in rather handy!

The Professor had gone down time and time again, bringing up whatever he could. Naturally Gilligan had done his best to go down and help him. But half the time that crazy first mate of the Minnow had ended up needing rescuing of his own and the Professor had finally banished him from the wreck and had sent him to shore! The Howells of course were no help at all!

At least Gilligan hadn’t drowned, the goof! He was kind of cute in his own way. But if Ginger was attracted to anyone it was the Professor for sure!

Now that Kansas girl Mary Ann was a different story. She had rugged instincts and she helped get things done whether they were pleasant or not. Mary Ann had pitched right in and had ended up doing most of the cooking and cleaning on the island, while Ginger had taken the more indirect route of assisting the Professor with his inventions in order to be close to him whenever possible.

As it turned out, that Kansas girl was the only other candidate who was even remotely capable of giving the Professor a hand down at the wreck. She had watched Mary Ann dive down with him time and time again, helping to bring things up. The girl was certainly determined to do her part; that much was obvious!

Seeing her underwater and watching those bubbles come up had reminded Ginger of a college roommate she’d once dabbled with in their room. But that poor girl had been killed by a hit-and-run driver a few weeks later and she had never experimented again with anyone else. As far as she knew no one even knew of that little indiscretion. But seeing Mary Ann underwater had certainly gotten her to thinking.

She shared a hut with the Kansas native, although they really couldn’t be classified as friends. Oh, they fished together and she helped her out with sewing and cooking and laundry now and then. But they weren’t what you would call ‘best buddies’, certainly not the same way as Gilligan and the Skipper.

Perhaps what had really gotten her motor running were those mud baths they had taken together! Oh, they were innocent enough, with Mary Ann chatting about that boring Kansas life of hers. Ginger didn’t know if it was that veneer of innocence or that Midwest naiveté that attracted her to the girl!

A few times she had caught the Kansas girl swimming alone in the lagoon in her bra and panties. Mary Ann seemed to love diving down to the Minnow, and Ginger had certainly been tempted to sneak in a swim with her! But that would have destroyed the illusion she’d presented to everyone that she couldn’t swim a stroke!

One evening after supper, Mary Ann excused herself to go for a swim. It was certainly not out of character for her to go after dinner. And no one else seemed the least bit interested in going with her. They all had their own distractions, and watching some Kansas girl take a dip in the lagoon didn’t seem to be very high on anyone’s list of priorities!

Naturally Ginger needed an excuse for some alone time of her own. So she told everyone she was going off into the jungle to practice her lines for an upcoming Hollywood role she desperately wanted. No one was the least bit interested and she headed off into the trees without any unwelcome company. But as soon as she was out of sight from the others she made a beeline straight for the lagoon!

She reached the beach from a different angle and then looked all around. Almost immediately she spotted Mary Ann’s neatly folded pile of clothes. But this time she thought she saw her bra and panties lying on top and it made her breath catch in her throat!!

She looked out into the water and saw nothing of the Kansas native! Where was Mary Ann?? Then she saw the girl pop up to the surface and tread water. Mary Ann seemed rather breathless and it made Ginger more than a little curious!

She watched as her hut mate took a deep breath and then jack-knifed downward. There was a delicious glint of bare ass and then a shapely set of legs momentarily sticking up above the surface. Then the Kansas native disappeared below the waterline.

Ginger watched with growing curiosity as the seconds ticked by. But Mary Ann did not reappear. My goodness; how long could that girl hold her breath??!!

It seemed an awful long time before Mary Ann finally burst back up at the surface. She panted heavily for breath as she tread water. Then she glanced back toward her clothes on the beach, apparently trying to make sure she was still alone and that no one had seen her skinny-dipping.

Ginger’s breath quickened at that very moment and she really didn’t know why. Then she watched as Mary Ann took another deep breath before going back down. A bare ass glistened briefly as shapely legs stuck up out of the water. Then she was gone again.

That did it; she just HAD to know what was keeping Mary Ann down so long! Ginger quickly stripped down to her bra and panties. Then she carefully waded out into the quiet waters of the lagoon.

She knew her being in the water would not raise any suspicions as she often waded out up to her waist to cool herself off. But this time she deliberately dunked her head into the water to have a look! It was an action that would have astonished the rest of the castaways had any of them caught her in the act, being as how she acted like she didn’t even like getting her hair wet!

The water was calm and crystal clear, perfect for Mary Ann’s little evening swim. But Ginger wanted to know why the girl was staying down so long!! One look down and she had her answer… and it turned out to be an incredible surprise!!

The Kansas native had swum down to the Minnow and had wrapped her feet around a section of railing to help keep her down! Now she appeared to have one hand buried in her crotch while the other was groping a bare breast!! It looked for all the world like she was…!!!

Ginger was astonished!! Was she actually seeing what she THOUGHT she was seeing???!!! Apparently that Kansas girl was not nearly as naïve as she thought she was!!!

It was a total turn-on watching Mary Ann touch herself like that! Ginger’s vision wasn’t crystal clear in the water…but that’s sure what it looked like!! Was it possible that Midwest girl was down there actually relieving some sexual frustration??!!

Ginger abruptly pulled her head up out of the water; had Mary Ann just looked her way??!! With her heart racing she quickly waded out of the water and scooped up her clothes. Then she rushed off into the brush and hid behind some palm fronds.

Mary Ann surfaced and anxiously looked all around. She sure acted as though she thought she had been seen! Then with long smooth strokes she quickly swam back to shore. Ginger watched her retrieve her clothes and then scoot off into the jungle. That’s when she decided she should probably head deeper into the Island for some alone time so she could feign “practicing her lines” so as to be able to maintain her innocence!

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Over time it seemed like Mary Ann swam less often after the evening meal. It was as though she thought she might have been observed and she was taking fewer and fewer chances. And anytime Ginger did happen to see her in the lagoon, the Kansas native was always careful to wear her bra and panties on the off chance of being observed. It was a disappointment for the Hollywood actress not getting to see the girl naked, although she didn’t understand why she had such unusual regrets about it.

One exceedingly hot night while trying to sleep in their hut Ginger heard Mary Ann stir over in her bed. Apparently her roommate had been unable to sleep as well. But for some reason she decided to feign slumber so as not to get into another boring discussion about Kansas life with her hut mate.

“Ginger, you awake?” she heard the girl whisper softly. She did not respond. Then she heard the girl quietly climb out of bed before carefully sneaking off into the night.

Ginger sat upright in her bed, her heart strangely beating fast. Had Mary Ann gone off to the lagoon for a discreet little swim? Was she off for some much needed sexual release?? For some reason she just HAD to know if that little Kansas minx was taking care of a little business underwater!!

The actress quietly got out of bed and then discreetly headed off in the direction of the lagoon. She didn’t know why but for some reason she was now wide awake! She was strangely excited, and she just HAD to know if Mary Ann was on her way to get herself off down there on the Minnow!!

She quietly crept down to the beach, her heart racing. She saw that Mary Ann’s clothes were folded neatly near the water’s edge. And sure enough, her bra and panties were placed right on top!!

Ginger felt an erotic jolt as she stared out at the lagoon. A full moon was out and it was almost bright as twilight! Then she saw Mary Ann up at the surface, and she watched in awe as the young woman took a deep breath and then jack-knifed downward!

That’s what did it for her! This time she decided she was going to do something rather risky! Ginger decided she was going to do a little skinny-dipping herself! And if Mary Ann caught her then she would just have to use a little blackmail to make sure the Kansas native kept her “I can’t swim” secret!!

Ginger quickly stripped out of her clothes and then waded into the cool waters of the lagoon. Almost immediately she understood why Mary Ann needed the swim. The water felt refreshing after what had been a particularly hot day!

The water was darker, making it harder to see even though there was ample moonlight. Ginger thought it possible the Kansas girl might not even notice her presence if she kept her distance! But this time the Hollywood actress was determined to get as close as humanly possible in order to watch the girl from the Midwest get herself off!

Ginger quietly swam out toward the middle of the lagoon and then looked down. When she saw Mary Ann coming upward she took a deep breath and then quietly submerged so as not to be detected up at the surface. As she skulled just below the waterline she saw the Kansas woman surface, get a breath or two, and then dive back down toward the Minnow, bubbles streaming out of her mouth and nose as she pulled along with her arms while kicking smoothly with her legs.

Ginger surfaced and tread water, her heart beating fast. She had no idea why she was so excited! Seeing Mary Ann naked was doing strange things to her… making her quite out of breath!!

She waited at the surface, gauging how long the Kansas native might be down. My, but that girl could hold her breath! Then Ginger slipped under to have a look.

Sure enough, Mary Ann was coming back up, air trickling out of her nose as she pulled with her arms. Thankfully she was not looking in her direction. But then why should she?? Everyone else was supposed to be asleep!! And certainly the LAST person the Midwest girl might expect to see in the middle of the lagoon would be her hut mate!!

Ginger stayed under and watched as Mary Ann surfaced. She felt a tingling down below she had seldom experienced since she’d been marooned on the Island with the other castaways. Her nipples hardened considerably; why was this turning her on so much??!!

When she saw Mary Ann head back down, Ginger popped up for a breath. It was more than a little exciting sneaking a naked swim with the girl from the Midwest in the water with her only a short distance away! It gave the Hollywood actress quite a thrill!!

She stuck her face back into the water and looked downward again, hoping to see the attractive young woman getting herself off. Instead, she thought she saw a set of legs disappear into the Minnow! Was Mary Ann looking for anything that might still be salvageable?? Surely anything that could be recovered had been hauled up to the surface long ago!

Ginger lifted her head out of the water and panted quietly for breath as she pondered what she’d seen. Why was Mary Ann going inside? Was it the thrill of the swim? Or did she think there might still be something down there of value?? It made no sense to her and Ginger shook her head in wonder.

She stayed up at the surface treading water, her aqua skills instinctively coming back to her. She had been a good swimmer in college and had actually turned down an invitation to join the swim team. Her goal had been an acting career, and she felt that anything that took her focus away from her objectives was not worth pursuing.

Ginger looked down to see if Mary Ann was coming up. She wanted to time herself so that she could slip under the surface undetected while the girl was up catching her breath so as not to be spotted so easily. But strangely her hut mate had not yet emerged out of the Minnow!

What was taking her so long?? Had she found something of value? Or had she spotted the actress in the water and was now hiding inside the sunken craft where she wouldn’t be seen? Ginger didn’t know. But her roommate’s long breath-hold was starting to give her cause for concern.

She lifted her head up out of the water again to refill her lungs. Then she looked back down. But there was still no sign of Mary Ann!

Had the girl surfaced without her noticing? Highly unlikely! Then what if something had gone wrong down there??!!

Ginger’s eyes got wide as she suddenly felt a surge of great concern for the girl from the Midwest. They might not be friends but she had certainly grown fond of her and didn’t want anything bad to happen to her! Ginger’s heart beat fast as she grew more and more impatient up at the surface.

She took one more look down, hoping against hope she would see Mary Ann kicking her way up to the surface. But there was still no sign of her hut mate! That’s when Ginger made the decision that she just had to go down and investigate for herself, regardless of the fact that her “I-can’t-swim” lie would be exposed!!

The Hollywood actress took a deep breath. Then she jack-knifed downward, wondering how long she would have to hold her breath to find Mary Ann. It would have to be long enough to locate her hut mate; it would simply have to be!!

She swam down to the Minnow and then pulled herself in through the open doorway. She knew there was a small cabin below the main deck. If Mary Ann was anywhere then she would certainly have to be there!

She felt a surge of claustrophobia as she headed for the cabin. Then she forced herself to pull her way inside through the doorway. It didn’t matter if it was dark and foreboding; she had to find Mary Ann!!

She paused a moment, allowing her eyes to adjust to what little moonlight was penetrating into the cabin. That’s when she saw a set of legs kicking anxiously. That couldn’t be good!!

Her eyes followed the legs up until she saw full breasts with erect nipples! Then she saw one arm pinned between a storage locker and the bulkhead. Mary Ann was anxiously jerking to pull that arm away while frantically covering her mouth with her free hand! Her eyes were wide in panic as bubbles spewed out through her nose and fingers!!

Ginger grunted in absolute horror! Her friend was going to drown if she didn’t do something!! Without even thinking she squirted forward to the storage locker.

She braced her feet against the bulkhead and then grabbed the locker with both hands. She grunted and pulled, bubbles spewing out of her mouth and nose. There was simply no way she was going back up without her hut mate!!

Mary Ann’s absolute shock at seeing her roommate down there with her was just about as great as the relief that flooded her expression when she realized she might actually be rescued from her foolishness!! A moment later her arm came free and she jerked it away from the bulkhead. Then she coughed and bubbled and both hands instinctively flew up to cover her mouth as a look of utter horror flooded her features.

Still operating on instinct, Ginger wrapped an arm around the Kansas native, totally oblivious to the fact they were both naked. Then she pulled hard for the doorway, wincing with fright each time she heard Mary Ann grunt and cough. Then she was kicking like crazy for the surface, her free arm pulling hard as she rushed to get the girl up to the surface in time!!

She thought she heard another gurgle and it jolted her with fright as she tried to kick even harder. The surface was right there; why did it seem so far away??!! Then they both burst up together into the night air.

Ginger gasped and coughed, painfully aware that Mary Ann had not yet taken a breath. The girl’s eyes were glassy; had she gotten her up too late??!! Then the Kansas native coughed and sputtered before taking a huge breath of air!

Ginger began swimming her hut mate back toward shore using a grasp she had learned by observing the lifeguards. Thankfully Mary Ann did not fight her as might have a panicked swimmer. Then they reached shallow water and the two women got to their feet, stumbling toward shore.

They headed to the beach until they both collapsed, splashing down in about two feet of water. Thankfully the tide was quiet and the sea was calm. Both of them simply sat in the water panting like crazy, instinctively clinging to each other despite their nudity. Apparently they were too tired to make it the rest of the way out of the water!

“Are you all right?” Ginger finally gasped, her face etched with concern.

“I am now, thanks to you,” her hut mate panted gratefully. “I thought for sure I was a goner!”

“Good heavens, Mary Ann; what were you DOING down there??!!” Her roommate seemed to blush as she panted for breath.

“I was just, uh… looking around to see if we’d missed anything. I guess that storage locker went over on me; I must have pushed on it too hard or something! It’s a good thing you came down when you did, Ginger!”

They panted quietly for several moments. Then Mary Ann suddenly looked at her in astonishment as though it had just hit her…

“You can SWIM!!”

“And it’s a good thing too, isn’t it,” her hut mate replied with a wry smile.

The girl from Kansas suddenly became all too aware she was naked. Sitting in mud up to their necks was one thing; sitting naked in the surf was something else entirely! Instinctively she crossed her arms over her chest.

Ginger looked over at her in amusement, curiously lifting her eyebrows as if to say, “After all this time you’re covering yourself now?” Then without saying a word she reached out and gently pulled her roommate’s arms down.

“We take mud baths together; why should it matter now?” she said quietly, a chuckle in her voice.

“That’s because we’re usually covered with mud!” Mary Ann replied, red with embarrassment. Then she eyed her suspiciously as yet another realization came to her mind.

“Wait a minute!! What are you doing out here?! You deliberately followed me, Ginger; didn’t you!!”

“And I’d say it’s a good thing I did; wouldn’t you agree?” the Hollywood actress replied, her eyes twinkling.

Her hut mate sagged at the truth of her words. “I suppose it is,” Mary Ann agreed, sounding deflated. She certainly couldn’t argue there.

She looked down at her nudity and then looked over at her fellow castaway who’d just saved her life. She thought she should feel embarrassed, but she was feeling strangely excited instead! Then she smiled as though she knew something she wasn’t supposed to know.

“You have a secret, Ginger; you know how to swim!” she declared in an ‘I’ve-got-something-on-you’ voice.

“You have a secret too; you do interesting things when you swim out here by yourself!” Ginger replied in an ‘I’ve-got-you-too’ response.

“What things?” the Kansan blurted out, jerking with a start that her naughty secret might now be made known.

“Oh, you know,” Ginger motioned casually. “…things down on the Minnow when you’re down there holding your breath.” Then she leaned in and added with a sly wink, “What would the fish say? …and what would Gilligan and the Skipper say if they ever found out?”

Mary Ann blushed beet red with embarrassment and she shamefully lowered her head. “You, uh… you saw that?”

“I certainly saw enough to know you’re not that naïve little girl from Kansas you pretend to be. You appear to have needs just like any other woman!” If anything Mary Ann’s face took on a deeper shade of red as she stammered in response…

“That’s, uh… that’s something the girls taught me, uh… taught me in a pond back home in Kansas. I use it to, uh… well… you won’t tell anyone about this; will you, Ginger?”

“Not as long as you don’t tell anyone I can swim.”

“Deal!” Mary Ann blurted out, breathing a sigh of relief that her naughty little secret appeared to be safe for the moment. Then she smiled sheepishly.

“I guess I really owe you anyway, being as how you came down and saved me from drowning! Swimming into the Minnow at night probably wasn’t such a smart idea in the first place.”

“So why DID you do it in the first place??” Ginger asked curiously. Mary Ann looked at her for a moment… and then promptly blushed again.

“You’re kidding!” the actress said with a chuckle. “You mean that helps you to get yourself, uh…” She didn’t finish the thought, but the Kansas native’s face turned an even deeper shade of crimson as she lowered her head in embarrassment.

“Really?” Ginger asked incredulously. “It gets you that excited?!”

“I don’t know; I think it’s the breath-holds.”

“Is that so,” the actress replied skeptically.

Mary Ann was trembling… and she didn’t know why! Her nipples were hard; why was this innocent conversation affecting her like this?? It brought back memories of the pond back in Kansas with those girls, and she found herself trying to stifle those long ago feelings that were stirring up inside her!

But Ginger was having feelings of her own! Now more than ever she wanted to have a naked little swim with this Midwest girl! Her heart was racing and she felt disturbingly breathless! But if they stopped now and went back to the hut, the moment might be lost forever!!

“I’ll make a deal with you, Mary Ann,” she said carefully. “You won’t have to owe me anything… not as long as you let me swim down with you to the Minnow so you can show me in person that thing you do down there.”

There… she’d actually said it! But how would her roommate react to such an intimate request??!!

Mary Ann gasped in surprise. If anything she suddenly felt even more aroused!! Was this starting to get out of hand??!! She didn’t know, but she sure didn’t want to go back to their hut just yet!!

“You mean,” she asked breathlessly, “you mean you… you want me to SHOW YOU??!!”

“Why not?!” Ginger replied with a sly smile. “Besides, it’s much better than having Gilligan or the Skipper finding out and ruining your late night swims, don’t you think? One hand washes the other?”

“You want…” Mary Ann stammered breathlessly. “I mean you really want to watch me, uh…” This was crazy!! Now she felt like she really needed to get herself off or she was going to explode!!

“Why do you think I’ve been following you out here to the lagoon?” Ginger explained in a quiet, seductive voice. “I wanted to see it up close for myself. Is that so bad?” Then she allowed a hand to idly brush her hut mate’s chest.

Mary Ann inhaled sharply as a thousand ziggles tingled throughout her body! For a moment she appeared uncertain as to what to do next. Then Ginger leaned closer… embarrassingly close.

“You KNOW you want to,” she purred softly, still lightly brushing her fingertips over her roommate’s quivering nipples. “You haven’t covered up and you certainly haven’t stomped off into the jungle in a huff. And it’s only a little voyeurism, Mary Ann. This way we’ll BOTH have a secret we’ll want to keep hidden!”

Ginger’s hand slowly fondled her hut mate’s chest and Mary Ann inhaled sharply. She felt like she should pull away from the tantalizing starlet; it would certainly fit the image of her Midwest naiveté she was trying to portray! The problem was: the girls back home had taught her more than just how to get herself off in that pond!! She sensed this conversation was leading toward something erotic happening between the two of them that she found herself desiring more and more!!

The Hollywood actress was certainly proving to be more worldly and knowledgeable than she’d let on!! And Ginger was acting like she really wanted to do something in the water with her!! Besides, what could it really hurt??!! After all, everyone else was asleep!!

The Kansas native made her decision by standing upright. Then she began wading back out into deeper water, her body trembling as she tried to breathe normally. “Mary Ann; where are you going?” Ginger blurted out in surprise, astonished her roommate was actually going to take her up on it!

“To the Minnow” was the reply in a quivering voice. “Are you coming or not?” That got the Hollywood actress on her feet in a hurry and she quickly caught up to her hut mate.

When they reached deeper water they both lunged forward and began quietly swimming together. The floor of the lagoon quickly angled downward beneath them. It wasn’t long until the sunken vessel appeared directly below them, dimly outlined by the light of the moon.

They both tread water, expectantly looking at each other. Ginger couldn’t believe this was actually happening!! Then she saw Mary Ann take a deep breath before jack-knifing downward! A bare ass glistened off the moonlight before disappearing below along with a set of shapely legs.

Ginger waited about 9 or 10 seconds before following her down. She followed the trail of bubbles marking the descent of her roommate. Then as she pulled herself downward with her arms she caught sight of the naked, sexy Kansas native wrapping her feet around a railing to prevent her from drifting back up.

Mary Ann did nothing; she simply hung there tethering herself to the Minnow. Ginger swam up to her and began appreciatively running her hands up and down her roommate’s legs. The Midwest girl did not resist and she trembled from an incredible arousal as she released a few bubbles out of her nose.

As for Ginger, the Hollywood actress simply could not believe what was happening!! Here she was at the bottom of the lagoon near the wreck of the Minnow, appreciatively fondling her hut mate’s naked, quivering body!! There was no way she could have even remotely imagined their lives together on the Island intersecting like this!!

For the moment Mary Ann did absolutely nothing other than work to keep herself from losing the railing… mostly because she didn’t know what else she should do!! Here she was at the bottom of the lagoon being touched and fondled by a woman she would not have thought capable of such actions!! And it was arousing beyond belief!!

Ginger allowed her hands to work their way up the naked body of her roommate until they were cupping Mary Ann’s breasts! She could feel her hut mate quivering at her touch… could feel her nipples harden dramatically as she gently fingered them!! That girl back at college had never responded the way this Kansas native was responding now! It was terribly erotic!!

She heard a moan as Mary Ann wriggled and squirmed at her touch. The caress of naked skin felt electric; Ginger had never been so excited!! Her own nipples were just as hard and she actually found herself tingling down below with longing!!

She began to feel the ache of need in her lungs… but still her hut mate stayed self-tethered to the Minnow! As she caressed those quivering mounds Ginger could actually feel the growing need in the chest of the Midwest girl! It was amazing how long they were both able to stay down together… and it was erotic beyond belief!! Perhaps Mary Ann was right; perhaps a part of it DID have something to do with holding one’s breath!!

She could tell her roommate was pushing it… could see those spasms in her chest. Then the Kansan suddenly bolted for the surface. Ginger was quick to follow her up; her own lungs burning with need!

They both burst up panting heavily for breath. There was an awkward silence as they looked at each other. But Ginger decided to say nothing for fear she might say the wrong thing and break the spell!!

Mary Ann gasped deeply for breath. Then she submerged with a quiet splash and went back down again. Ginger gave her a few seconds before heading down after her.

She wasn’t certain how much she was allowed to do to the girl just yet. But the Midwest native hadn’t stopped anything she’d done thus far! It was certainly a good sign!!

As she approached the Minnow she saw her hut mate had already tethered herself to the railing with her feet again. But this time it looked as though she was deliberately bowing her legs open a little as though parting her thighs in invitation! Ginger felt a jolt of arousal; my goodness, had it been that long since she’d felt this sexually excited??!!

She swam down and grabbed onto both legs to steady herself. Then she carefully positioned herself before pursing her lips. She let out a steady stream of bubbles and her aim was perfect!

Mary Ann almost reached down to touch herself; it felt so wonderful! Then she stopped as though she didn’t want the stream of bubbles to end! She acted as though she didn’t know what to do with herself… or even where to touch herself!!

Ginger continued blowing the stream of bubbles, slowly allowing her buoyancy to lift her body up those sexy legs belonging to her hut mate. She slid upward, her mouth getting ever closer to that special place! When her lips finally touched her roommate’s crotch she felt Mary Ann jolt, grunting at the contact!

She giggled, feeling strangely giddy as she allowed herself to slide farther up her roommate’s trembling, naked body until she reached her chest. Then she reached out and gently mouthed an erect nipple. The response was a bubbly groan as her tongue swirled around the swollen nub.

It was more erotic than she could have possibly imagined!! And they were both staying down even longer!! It seemed the more they wanted this experience, the better each one became at holding her breath!!

This time it was Ginger’s lungs that heaved insistently. She was disappointed as she was forced to break off contact, and she shot upward for the surface. When her head came up out of the water she gasped mightily for breath, her body trembling like crazy!

Mary Ann came up a second or two later, panting heavily for breath. Ginger looked into her eyes in the moonlight and saw the terribly erotic expression of a woman in desperate need! Again, no words were said for fear of breaking the mood and they both inhaled sharply before diving down together!

Once again the Kansas native tethered herself to the Minnow with her feet as Ginger grabbed her legs for support. Then the Hollywood actress began blowing bubbles again as she slowly drifted up Mary Ann’s legs. When she came in contact with the quivering girl’s crotch Ginger gave her a light kiss before continuing to drift upward. She grinned inwardly at the girl’s whimper and the way Mary Ann humped her face a little!!

She kissed her way up the trembling girl’s naked body until she briefly took a nipple into her mouth. Then she continued kissing upward until she reached Mary Ann’s lips. When they connected she felt an electrical charge – a distinct tingle!

The girl from the Midwest suddenly released her grip on the railing to the Minnow as she wrapped her legs around the Hollywood actress like an octopus!! Ginger’s eyes flew open as Mary Ann kissed her fiercely! At the same time she felt her hut mate start to hump her body! They drifted upward together, wrapped up in a passionate embrace as they moaned into each other’s mouths!

They eventually bobbed up to the surface where they gasped madly for breath. Ginger’s body was on fire; she hadn’t felt like this in ages! But she could see it in the eyes of her roommate; Mary Ann desperately wanted it too!!

“Please!” the Kansan begged in a quivering voice. “Please… or I’ll do it myself!!”

Ginger giggled like a giddy schoolgirl, amazed at the power she suddenly felt over her anxious hut mate! When she reached down and playfully rubbed between Mary Ann’s legs, the Kansas native gasped as her thighs instinctively came together. Then she started humping and groaning.

Ginger playfully pulled her hand away, heady from how she was driving her roommate mad with desire. Mary Ann moaned and whimpered but neither said a word. When Ginger nodded below as if to ask… “Down again?” the Kansas native simply responded by taking a deep breath and then quickly heading downward.

Ginger waited a few seconds until heading down toward the Minnow herself, her body awash with lustful desires. When she got down to the wreck and her self-tethered roommate she could see the agony of desire in Mary Ann’s expression. It made her feel hot, playful and giddy.

The actress swam up to her face and deeply kissed her lips. Then she grabbed onto her naked body as she kissed her way down to the Kansas native’s erect nipples! Her tongue licked and swirled as she sucked and she was rewarded with a moan of desire.

Ginger gently kissed her way farther down, skipping the trembling girl’s crotch as she overshot the mark. Then she deliberately blew bubbles up at the plainly visible nub protruding outward above the puffy labia. She watched as Mary Ann instinctively humped the water and there was another bubbly groan of sexual agony.

The Hollywood actress couldn’t belief how turned on she was! For a moment she wondered if this was just some crazy dream she was having!! If it was, she decided she might as well hurry up and enjoy herself before she woke up!!

She kissed her way up Mary Ann’s inner thigh until she planted her lips directly upon the poor girl’s slit. She heard the girl grunt and she received a few humps in her face for her efforts. Then her tongue flicked out, parting the Kansan’s labia as she eagerly probed that quivering hole!

Mary Ann stiffened, her thighs instinctively clamping together. The tongue probed deeper and she started to shudder. Then the tongue began flicking out, poking and probing into her aching slit! That’s when the poor girl lost it!!

Mary Ann reflexively tightened her thighs around Ginger’s head. Then she started humping hard, releasing the rail of the Minnow with her feet as she grunted and moaned in bubbly cries. Ginger was surprised to feel a gush of fluids into her mouth.

What a shock; that naïve girl from the Midwest was actually cumming up a storm!! Ginger couldn’t believe how turned on she was!! She kept flicking her tongue out, causing her hut mate to grunt and jerk each time it came in contact with sensitive flesh!!

Her lungs suddenly heaved in her chest and she was reminded how long they had been underwater together. She certainly needed to go up for another breath! But Mary Ann was all caught up in sexual ecstasy, having wedged her head between her hut mate’s thighs! Ginger didn’t want to interrupt things, but she did need to refill her aching lungs soon!!

Her chest heaved… and then ominously heaved again!! She tried to push Mary Ann up off her face but the girl’s thighs were tightly locked around her head!! The Kansan was deliriously humping her face… couldn’t seem to stop humping her face!! But now Ginger was really out of breath!!!

“MARY ANN; LET ME UP!!!” her mind screamed as the Midwest girl continued to hump all that frustration out of her sex-starved body. Then her lungs heaved one more time. Ginger’s eyes rolled as her body protested… and then she suddenly passed out!

For the moment Mary Ann was in pure bliss; she didn’t know where she was!! All she knew was that unbelievable sensation of such incredible pleasure coursing through her body!! Then she finally started to come down from her plateau of such heavenly delights.

She suddenly became aware of Ginger’s head locked between her thighs. Her hut mate was not moving at all and she instinctively parted her legs, releasing her. Then she got a clear view of a set of eyes all glazed over as Ginger’s naked body gently spasmed once or twice.

Mary Ann let out a cry of horror and she quickly wrapped an arm around her roommate. Then she kicked hard for the surface, painfully aware of her own empty lungs. For a frightening moment she thought they were both going to drown!!!

She popped up to the surface and gasped madly for breath. But her hut mate remained limp and lifeless in her grasp. “Ginger??!! GINGER???!!!” Then she wrapped an arm around her as she desperately swam her in toward shore.

“Breathe!” her mind begged as she pulled her limp roommate toward the beach. “Breathe already!! GINGER, DON’T DO THIS TO ME!!!”

She got her into shallow water and she tried to stand her up. She stumbled, jarring the two of them! Then Ginger suddenly coughed up a mouthful of water as she started to gasp and gurgle.

Mary Ann took her all the way onto the beach, carefully lying her down on her back as Ginger coughed and sputtered. The eyes of the Hollywood actress lost their dazed look as she started coming around. Then she looked up to see the ashen face of the Kansas native looking down at her.

“What happened?” she gasped weakly, appearing dazed and confused. Then she let out a halfhearted laugh as she asked, “Mary Ann, did you almost drown on me again?”

“No, silly; YOU almost did!” her roommate gasped, simultaneously laughing and then sobbing with relief.

“Oh, is that all?” Ginger panted, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs. Then she tried to sit up and take stock of herself.

“I don’t think I swallowed water or anything, Mary Ann. I think I’m all right.”

“Oh thank GOODNESS!” Mary Ann gasped, helping her to sit upright and then hugging her fiercely. “Gosh, Ginger; you scared me half to death!!”

“Sorry; I didn’t mean to,” the actress replied apologetically. Then she smiled knowingly at her hut mate.

“I think you got that release you were seeking though; am I right?” Mary Ann blushed and then nodded in shame, feeling selfish she’d received such pleasure while nearly drowning the girl she shared a hut with!

“Well don’t you worry about me,” Ginger said, her eyes regaining that recent sparkle as a smile flickered at the corner of her lips. “When I catch my breath, we’re going back out one more time. This time it’s MY turn to be touched and pleasured before we go back to the hut for the night! But don’t you worry about a thing, Mary Ann. This is a secret I’ll truly cherish… and one I’ll take to my grave…”

(written for JQpublic Oct 1 by riwa)

(Inspired by characters created by Sherwood Schwartz. Pictures used for illustration purposes only.)

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The penalty for texting and driving 4.5 (22)

Posted on March 17, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Note: I was asked to repost this in another location on the Internet so I thought I would repost it here as well. Enjoy.

My daughter Jennifer bought me one of those mobile devices for my 37^th birthday. At first I thought it was nothing but a pain in the ass and I hardly ever used it. Then my daughter sent me a couple of texts while she was at school and I texted her back. From that moment on I was hooked!

I actually got to be pretty good with the damned thing, especially when I found myself texting with it more than I talked on it! I found it was better to send written messages that could be referred to later, especially when I was sending out recipes or clothing measurements for my boutique! And my daughter and I got pretty good at texting back and forth!

On her 18^th birthday I upgraded her mobile device with one that could do everything but yodel! As a senior in high school she seemed to need it for just about everything. It turned out to be a godsend for her and she never ceased to thank me for upgrading her old one.

Now I’d gotten pretty good at texting and driving… at least I thought I had! I was a pretty safe driver and I learned how to type while keeping my eyes mostly on the road. But I never allowed my daughter to see me texting in the car. And I made her promise me she would never text and drive.

When the new law passed I knew I would have to change my ways, especially since the penalties for texting and driving had become so severe! But I’d gotten so used to texting behind the wheel that it was almost second nature to me! Besides, I figured they wouldn’t really put anyone to death, would they?

I kept vowing to stop but there always seemed to be some message I just had to send or receive! So I tried to be a lot more discreet using my mobile device while I was driving. But it was one of those traffic cameras they’d put out everywhere that proved to be my undoing!

A week after the National Association of Police Organizations had ratified the stupid law I was out on a Saturday morning, frantically running errands! My daughter’s graduation was coming up and I wanted Jennifer to have the prettiest dress I could make for her graduation party! I didn’t see many traffic cops about and I was discreetly sending text messages to make sure the material was sent to my store and that the gown would be ready on time!

The siren caught me totally by surprise! That’s when I looked at the mobile device in my hand! I went deathly pale and I quickly opened up the glove box and tossed it inside! Then I frantically pulled my seatbelt up over my shoulders before pulling over… another bad habit I’d gotten into!

A female officer with the name Olson on the badge on her chest came up to my window and asked for my license and registration. She took the information back to her vehicle and called it in. I actually found myself perspiring like a whore in a sauna, wondering why she’d pulled me over and if she’d somehow witnessed me texting and driving!! But even if she had – which I doubted – I figured since she was a lady she would be understanding and would probably let me off with a warning.

When she came back I noticed her partner was standing at the ready over on the passenger side of the car. “Carolyn Halverson?” she said to me. Then she motioned… “Would you please step out of the car?” Her hand hovered near her revolver and my heart skipped a beat.

“What’s the meaning of all this, officer?” I asked nervously. A quick glance at her partner revealed she was all tensed up as well.

“Please step out of the car!” she said firmly. I gulped and slowly opened the door.

“What is it, officer?” I repeated in growing alarm.

“Turn around, miss, and place your hands on top of the car.”

Uh – oh…

“What for?” I asked as I dutifully complied.

“Carolyn Halverson, at this time I’m placing you under arrest for violating the texting and driving laws! We have photographic evidence from three different cameras of your vehicle as well as evidence of your violation of the seatbelt laws! You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law… not that it’s going to matter any! The evidence we have is cut and dried.” I gulped in horror as I started to tremble.

“Officer, can’t you just give me a warning or something?” I stammered, feeling a knot in the pit of my gut.

“You bitches are all alike!” she told me coldly as she cuffed my wrists behind my back. “You text and drive and you refuse to wear your seatbelt and you assume the laws don’t apply to you… not until you kill some poor smuck or some kid… or even yourself for that matter!”

“But I’m not LIKE that!” I protested. “I’m a single mother! My daughter is graduating at the end of the school year!”

“You should have thought of that before you got behind the wheel with that mobile device!” Then she called over to her partner who had opened the passenger side door…

“You got it, Melinda?”

“Found it in the glove box!” the bitch crowed triumphantly as she pulled it out. “It matches the photographic evidence we have from those traffic cameras! The stupid bitch must have thought she could hide it or simply get off with a warning or something!”

“Please!” I gasped as I started to hyperventilate. “You can’t DO this to me! I’m a MOTHER! You’re both mothers too, aren’t you?”

“That’s right, bitch; we are!” the officer named Melinda snarled unsympathetically at me. “And unlike you we drive SAFELY! We want OUR kids to grow up without getting killed by some bitch like you who’s texting behind the wheel!”

“Hey, Melinda!” Officer Olson called out to her partner as she finished cuffing my arms behind my back. “You think this bitch will be included in that first batch of executions? If she is we just might get a bonus!”

“Our evidence is good!” Melinda called back to her with a smile. “I think we have a solid case! In fact, I think Carolyn Halverson here is going to miss her daughter’s graduation!”

“NO!” I cried out, my heart pounding in my chest. “You can’t DO this to me! It’s not fair! This law is unconstitutional!”

“That’s none of our concern, bitch!” Officer Olson told me. “We’re not here to interpret the laws! We just enforce ‘em!”

They marched me to the back of their squad car and pushed my head down as they put me inside. By now I was hyperventilating like crazy! As far as I’d heard, no one had been executed yet for breaking the texting and driving laws! And I sure as hell didn’t want to be one of the first!!

They drove me down to county lock-up where I was granted my one phone call. I called my best friend Ruthie to come and bail me out! But all I got was her answering machine… and the bitches wouldn’t let me call anyone else!!

They marched me to a bare room with a single table. I was ordered by the two officers to strip in front of some matron who looked like she could have easily passed for someone’s grandmother!! But her appearance was deceptive; she was cold and heartless! What’s more, she strapped on a pair of latex gloves before giving me a wicked smile!

She told me to bend over the table but I guess I was a little too slow. “Officers?” she instructed and the two bitches grabbed my arms and forced me over onto my chest! “OW!” I cried out. But my protests were ignored.

“Have to make sure you don’t have any contraband on you, bitch!” I heard her cackle behind me. Then I felt her hand push its way into my pussy!

I cried out in agony as she reached all around inside. “Nothing there,” she observed. “I thought maybe you might be hiding another cell phone in there, knowing how stupid you are. Now just one more hole to check.”

I stiffened in horror while gasping, “NO! You WOULDN’T!” Then I felt her fingers force their way into my ass!! I screamed as she got her entire fist inside, feeling around until she pulled it back out as though satisfied I had not smuggled anything in with me! Now I had to pee… and I had to take a dump in the worst way!!!

“Wear this!” she told me after opening some drawer in the table. She tossed a hideous looking orange jumpsuit at me! It hung loosely around my body and it did nothing to squelch my desire to relieve myself!

They cuffed my wrists in front of me, shackled my ankles together and then marched me down a couple of halls. I was numb with shock from my arrest and violations! But I really had to take a dump!

I walked by two cells that were already filled with a couple of females wearing those same jumpsuits. I didn’t know the blonde in the first one. She couldn’t have been more than 19 and she desperately cried out for me to save her as the officers marched me right on by her cell. The matron just laughed at her.

“You’re beyond saving, you stupid bitch! Court found you guilty yesterday! You’ll be among the first to hang; I assure you!” I heard her let out a wail of grief as we passed by the second cell…

“Miss Halverson?” I turned at the familiar voice.

“June? What are you doing here??” She had graduated from high school last year. I knew her busy mother Judith from the PTA and seeing her in that cell was quite a shock!!

“I got caught texting and driving on Thursday!” she gasped. “My trial was yesterday! They say I’m going to hang on Sunday!!Miss Halverson, I tried calling mother but she’s away for the weekend and won’t be back ‘til Tuesday! Please! You’ve got to help me!” Her frantic voice echoed down the corridor as they marched me right on by to the empty cell sitting right next to hers.

“In you go, bitch!” the matron pronounced as she unshackled my feet, freeing my hands and then sliding the cell door open.

The damn thing was narrow as hell with a cot and sink on one wall. A plain metal toilet bowl with no tank sat on the back wall in plain view of everybody! But it didn’t matter how out in the open it was for anyone walking by to see! I had to go and I rushed over and quickly relieved myself, humiliated at my situation!

In the adjacent cell June kept pleading with me, saying that I was on the PTA and that surely I could pull some strings. I was heartbroken for her, telling her they hadn’t treated me very well and that I doubted any words on my part would sway anyone in the facility.

A half hour later I heard a familiar voice begging them to let her go and that she wouldn’t do it again. I heard the matron tell her she should have known better and that it was lucky she hadn’t killed anyone. Then my daughter’s best friend Kathy was escorted by my cell in that ugly prison dress.

“Miss Halverson??!!” she gasped when she saw me. “Don’t tell me they got you TOO???!!!”

“Kathy, what the hell were you thinking??” I barked at her in anger, not wanting her to see how stricken I was at seeing her there. After all, my daughter had attended her 18^th birthday party a mere two weeks ago!

“Miss Halverson, I was texting Jennifer about her graduation dress when they pulled me over!” she cried out. “She was so excited when she told me you had placed the order and that it would be ready in time!”

“Kathy, don’t say another word!” I blurted out, not knowing whether or not they might use that admission in court.

“Oh Miss Halverson; it’s no use!” she wailed. “They got me and everything! Now I’m NEVER going to my graduation party!!”

“That’s right, honey!” the matron said unsympathetically. “They’ve got you dead to rights! This is death row, don’t you know? None of you will be here for very long!” Kathy let out a cry of horror as I heard them relieve her of her shackles before slamming the door on her in the cell on the other side of me.

I was grief-stricken! It was bad enough I’d been caught by my own stupidity! But to see two girls I knew incarcerated on either side of me was almost more than I could bear! At least Jennifer hadn’t been stupid enough to text and drive!!

That reassuring thought died a horrible death less than thirty minutes later when I heard them escorting yet another sobbing girl down the corridor. Then I heard a familiar voice call out, “Oh June. Not YOU??!!” My heart lurched when I heard her reply, “Oh NO, Jennifer!! They’ve got your mom in the cell next to mine!!”

“Mom??!! OHMYGAWD; MOM???!!!”

I rushed to the front of my cell as my daughter rushed up to my bars in that ugly jumpsuit. She tried to grab me with her hands… “MOM!!! Oh, NOO!” Then she started sobbing uncontrollably.

“You were DRIVING???” I gasped in horror as tears welled up in my eyes. “Honey, how COULD you???!!!”

“Mom, how could YOU??!!” she wailed in reply. Then I heard Kathy cry out my daughter’s name from the cell beyond mine and that she’d been caught as well. Jennifer blurted out, “KATHY?? NOT YOU TOO??!!” Then she rushed over to her cell in sorrow. The matron just looked coldly at me and I felt a sick feeling in the pit of my gut.

“Don’t tell me this was all YOUR doing, Halverson!!” she sneered. “Why you stupid BITCH!! Texting your daughter a week after the law went into effect! I suppose you figured they weren’t all that serious about the penalty for texting and driving, did you!” Then she marched my sobbing daughter down to her cell…

—

That afternoon the three of us – me, my daughter and her best friend Kathy – were taken to court and tried together. But the trial was perfunctory at best. The evidence was clearly stacked against us with photographic evidence, eyewitness testimony and the fact that our cell phones had recorded the times of our texts while we were all in our vehicles.

I got the worst of it and was held responsible for sending texts to my daughter who then sent texts on to Kathy. I had no idea Jennifer had been driving!! We were all sentenced to hang the very next day at noon on Sunday, with me going last so I could see them hang Kathy and Jennifer ahead of me. The shock was so great I thought I was going to pass out!!

I was numb the rest of the day and all that night. They actually brought in a couple more sobbing girls that evening who’d been caught texting and driving. But there were no trials on Sunday and they would have to wait until Monday morning to be sentenced to execution. But that didn’t really matter to me as I wasn’t going to live past Sunday.

They fed us a light supper of soup and sandwiches but I wasn’t very hungry. All I could do was listen to my daughter and her friend Kathy talk quietly to each other in their adjacent cells, sniffling in trembling voices about how it was going to feel to hang to death. It was a disturbing discussion, one that made me all queasy and sick to my stomach.

My mind went back to the terribly intrusive search forced upon me by that damned matron. That’s when I thought of her intimately violating Kathy… and my poor daughter, for goodness sake!! The thought of that bitch pushing her fist into Jennifer’s holes made me weep with shame. How I wished I had never taken my cell phone with me this morning when I left the house!

For some reason I didn’t try to talk to my daughter while we were in our cells awaiting our fate. I felt too damn guilty having gotten her into this mess in the first place!! Oddly she didn’t try talking to me either. I didn’t know whether she blamed me or whether she was just too ashamed at having been caught and sentenced to hang with me! She spent much of her time talking quietly to Kathy whenever she said anything at all.

I didn’t sleep at all that night! I tossed and turned in my cot, wincing at the occasional sound of some girl whimpering, sobbing or sniffling. It pricked my heart and I felt sick all over, especially at the thought that I’d condemned my very own daughter and her best friend to death by hanging as a result of my texts!

—

Breakfast was at 7 am the next morning; trays of eggs, bacon, toast, coffee and juice. I nibbled a little but I still wasn’t very hungry. All I could think about was the gallows waiting to stretch my neck and the necks of my daughter and her best friend… and of course June and that poor girl in the first cell.

At 8 am the matron and two female guards came. They gave us enemas one by one, yet another humiliation as they forced us all to void our bowels afterwards in our metal toilets. It was humiliating to listen to the sound of bowels being voided… doubly so when it was my turn and I pooped so shamefully loud!!

Throughout the morning we all heard the sound of traps being opened! The gallows was apparently not that far away and the sound was unnerving! Each time I heard one open I literally jerked on my cot!! Once I heard my daughter cry out in terror, only to hear Kathy try to comfort her. I wanted to tell them both how sorry I was but I had this huge lump in my throat.

The matron and her goons came to get us at 11 am and my heart rate increased dramatically. The first indication was when the guards dragged this chain down the corridor with shackles spaced out along its length. Then they came to the door of my cell. I had to swallow hard when I heard my daughter cry out, “MOM??” in a very frightened voice.

The matron smiled cruelly at me, telling me I would be first in line and that I should set a good example for everyone. She nodded at the toilet at the back of my cell, suggesting it might be a wise idea for me to use it right now while I had the chance. But I was too frightened and embarrassed and I told her I couldn’t go even if I wanted too.

“Very well, Halverson,” she told me with those cold, steely eyes. “It’s your choice. Now get out of that prison jumpsuit. You came into this world naked and that’s the way you’re going out!”

I was horrified, considering that meant that my daughter would be hanged naked with me!! The last thing I wanted to witness was the sight of my dear, sweet Jennifer strangling to death nude at the end of a rope!! But I figured I had no choice so I pulled it up over my head. When she told it to leave it on my cot I discarded it there before being asked out of my cell.

I was surprised when they marched me to the front of the chain where the first set of ankle shackles awaited me! They were right there in front of my daughter’s cell!! I was horrified at her seeing me naked – totally embarrassed!!

“Mom??” she gasped when she saw me outside her cell. “OHMYGAWD; MOM???!!!”

“It’ll be all right, honey,” I tried to reassure her in a trembling voice, although I felt no such reassurance. The guards tied my arms behind my back right there in front of her, no doubt to humiliate me further. Then they shackled my ankles to the chain on the floor!

“Bend her forward,” the matron instructed them and they grabbed my arms and bent me over. I cried out in horror as Jennifer blurted out, “DON’T YOU HURT MY MOM!”

“Pay attention, honey, ‘cause your turn is coming,” the matron snarled at her. Then she roughly stuffed cotton balls up into my ass. “This is so you bitches don’t shit and make a mess on our gallows!” she told me grimly.

It was a further indignation, especially with my daughter watching the whole time. Jennifer was horrified and she cried out, “Do you really have to do that to my mother??!!”

“It’s ok, honey,” I gasped, whimpering each time the matron stuffed what felt like a ton of cotton up into my butt. It was uncomfortable as hell; NOW I felt like I had to take a dump!! When she was done with me she ordered the guards to fetch my daughter’s best friend Kathy. I sagged in despair; Jennifer and I weren’t even going to be allowed to stand in line next to each other!!

I heard them order Kathy to remove her prison dress before she stepped out of her cell. She was moved to the second set of shackles in the chain on the floor. Then her arms were bound behind her back before her ankles were shackled.

I watched the whole time, an expression of sorrow in my features. I told her how sorry I was and that it was all my fault. But she responded that she was the one to blame as she was caught texting and driving. It was small consolation but it did make me feel just a little bit better.

It was horrible to see them treat her that way! The matron gave me a look as though it was my fault for what she had to do to Kathy next. Then the guards bent her forward and she yelped and gasped as the bitch shoved cotton balls up her butt as well.

I couldn’t help watching the whole time. I’m ashamed to admit that I did notice how erect her nipples had become. She was a rather attractive young lady and I felt sorry she wouldn’t ever have the chance to marry someday and have kids. My daughter just sobbed, “Oh, Kathy!” and I could see the guilt written all over her face.

Jennifer was next and she was made to undress in her cell right in front of me and her best friend! When they opened the door she rushed out and embraced me, weeping pitifully. We were both naked as she hugged me fiercely and she sobbed uncontrollably. It broke my heart.

Feeling her warm, naked body against mine was embarrassing. But it was also a little reassuring, being as how I intuitively sensed this would be the last physical contact we would ever have with each other. I deeply regretted not being able to hug her back.

I told her I loved her and how sorry I was and that it was all my fault. But she told me she’d been caught texting and driving and that it was her own stupidity for driving and getting arrested. She told me she loved me as well and that she didn’t hold it against me in the slightest. Her comments brought tears to my eyes and I felt deep regret she would never get married and bear me any grandchildren.

Amazingly the matron was kind enough to give us that minute together. But then the moment ended and she was back to her cruel self as she motioned at the two guards… “Bind her now!” Jennifer was pulled away from me and then taken to the third spot in the chain to have her arms bound behind her back and her ankles shackled. I didn’t understand why they thought the chain and shackles were necessary; we sure weren’t going anywhere!

She whimpered when she was bent over, the matron giving me another cruel look. Then Jennifer really cried out as the bitch appeared to stuff the cotton balls so very hard up my daughter’s rectum. That matron smiled cruelly at me the whole time, giving me a look as if to say, “This is all your doing, you stupid bitch! You’re the reason your daughter’s suffering this treatment!”

I tried to tell the bitch to take it easy on my daughter. But she just laughed at me, telling me I was in no position to demand anything of her. She said Jennifer wouldn’t be in this mess if I hadn’t broken the law!

My face flushed shamefully and I lowered my head in sorrow at the truth of her words. “It’s ok, mom,” my daughter spoke up, trying to reassure me. She looked at me with a loving expression that indicated she wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of appearing upset or humiliated or reacting in any manner.

When she was finished the three of us were left standing there shackled into the set of chains one behind the other as the guards went to fetch June. She was brought out of her cell naked and trembling. Her arms were quickly bound behind her back before they shackled her into the chains with us.

We all watched numbly as though this couldn’t be happening to us!! It all felt so surreal!! Only yesterday morning I had awakened in my own comfortable bed! Now I was about to be hanged along with my daughter, her best friend and two other unfortunate girls!!

June let out a yelp as they bent her over so the matron could stuff cotton balls up her ass. Her nipples were quite swollen and I couldn’t help noticing her cleanly shaved pussy was dripping. I could tell she was frightened out of her wits! But the experience also appeared to be affecting her on some sexual level. When she caught me looking at her she actually blushed with embarrassment.

I felt ashamed for staring at her and I tried to give her a smile of encouragement. She just sniffled that her mom wasn’t going to be here to see her. She was afraid her mother might not even get back into town until well after it was all over! I felt bad for her and I had a hard time swallowing down the lump in my throat as I suddenly wondered what they were going to do with our bodies after we were hanged!!

The blonde was last and I heard her start to struggle and put up a protest. It was clear she didn’t want to be hanged! The guards actually had to go in and forcibly remove that pitiful jumpsuit she’d been given! I would’ve been grateful to be rid of mine were it not for the fact that I was now standing naked in the corridor in front of everyone! I desperately wanted it back to cover my nudity!!

The blonde was making such a fuss that we all couldn’t help turning back to watch. They actually had to struggle to tie her arms behind her back. It was a difficult scene to witness but we just couldn’t look away!

“Get her ass up here; we ain’t got all day!” the matron demanded cruelly. “These bitches have to be hanging at noon!” I stiffened at the cruel remark while hearing Jennifer and Kathy inhale sharply in horror.

They all but dragged that poor girl forward until she was at the last set of shackles in the chain. “Bend her over!” the matron demanded. “I’ve got to get her ass stuffed so I can get these bitches to the gallows!” I winced in agony for the poor thing as June, Jennifer and Kathy watched in anguish.

They shackled the poor girl into the chains and then forced her to bend over. The matron grabbed a handful of hair to steady her and then started cruelly shoving cotton balls up her ass. She was none too gentle about it and it actually looked like she was fisting the poor thing as she forced the cotton deep inside her rectum!

The blonde screamed and screamed and then started to whimper, ultimately sagging with resignation. “Shut up and show some dignity, honey!” the matron told her, shoving in another handful. “Look at the others; they’re about to hang and they’re not making any fuss!” Then she forced the blonde upright.

The poor thing had tears streaming down her face and she was sobbing openly. But her nipples were painfully hard. When I looked down at her crotch I saw dampness around her pussy and my gaze followed it down her legs, discovering that the poor thing had actually wet herself. I don’t think any of us had used our toilets and I could only imagine how humiliated she was.

“March!” the matron demanded and we started to walk forward with me in the lead. It was hard with the shackles but we finally fell into some sort of cadence, enough at least not to trip and fall over ourselves. I was about to be hanged but for some crazy reason I was more worried about stumbling and falling than anything else!

I felt like I was on a chain gang as we dragged it along with us. We reached the end of the corridor and the matron opened the door. Sunlight instantly streamed in on us as I was marched outside, the others forced to follow me. The chain clinked noisily and I winced again, not appreciating the fact that the sound was announcing our arrival.

I gasped in horror as my eyes adjusted to bright sunlight. I discovered we were already up on a solid, wooden walkway that led straight ahead to the gallows waiting for us on the same level. As we drew closer I saw five dangling nooses with five levers to pull that would send us all to our deaths!

One story below us several people had gathered in something of a dug-out amphitheater. There were dozens in attendance, most of them media people with cameras. I thought I recognized a lawmaker or two in the bunch. Then I heard the matron mutter, “We ought to sell tickets; we’d make a fortune!” It was then I decided it was probably better to hang now – today – rather than hang after the public was invited to attend future hangings where there was bound to be larger crowds.

I walked forward stepping over trap door after trap door, my heart beating faster and faster as I approached my designated noose at the very end. As it turned out, we were spaced out on our chain for a distinct reason. Once I arrived at my spot I turned and saw we were all standing more or less upon the traps that would be falling away underneath us within the next few minutes!

That blonde on the end really started crying once she caught sight of her noose. I shuddered as I stared at mine, the damned thing hanging menacingly before my horrified eyes. A quick glance down the line revealed that my reaction was not much different from anyone else…

Kathy gasped at hers and then started to whimper. My brave Jennifer saw her noose and recoiled in horror, gasping sharply. Poor June began shaking her head and muttering, “No – no – no – no!” It was cold, hard reality… cruel in its presentation!

My heart pounded in my chest, my nipples embarrassingly hard. I could actually feel a wetness down below. The last thing I wanted to do was lose control of my bladder. But I think this was worse! It was some sort of shameful arousal, and I saw I wasn’t the only one evidencing some sort of sexual response!

They started with that blonde, her nipples incredibly erect! She was utterly terrified as they removed her shackles and then carefully looped the noose around her neck. She gasped as they cinched it up tight, making it rather snug in my opinion; I thought it looked a little too tight! But at least it had the effect of shutting her right up, reducing her to moans and whimpers while breathing heavily in apparent resignation of her situation.

June was next; I could tell how frightened she was as they noosed her up. Her nipples were hard and pointed, and I saw her full breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath she took. I was sorry for the poor thing, and I wondered how she could have been so foolish as to text and drive after the lawmakers had established such a severe new penalty. But I was in just as much trouble as she was – look how stupid I had been!!

My daughter was next and I watched as they removed her shackles, pulled the chain out of the way and then noosed her up. I tried to give her an encouraging look, and she gave a brave glance back at me. But I could see how frightened she was. Tears were in her eyes – mine too – and her chest heaved as her nipples protruded noticeably out of her breasts.

I heard Kathy whimper as they removed her shackles and noosed her up. “I’m so sorry, honey,” I whispered to her.

“It’s ok, Miss Halverson,” she whispered back. “I did this all on my own.” That gave me pitiful reassurance as I still felt guilty as hell.

“And now it’s your turn, bitch!” the matron said loudly to me. “Do you realize your own daughter and her friend are here today because of you?” She said it loud enough for the gathered spectators to hear. There was an audible gasp along with several murmurs of what a bad mother and poor role model I’d become.

The noose was wrapped none too gently around my neck, cinched up so tight I felt like I was already choking. Then the matron looked down at the warden who looked back up at her and nodded. “Proceed!” the matron barked at the female guard standing over at the blonde’s lever.

“You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving,” the guard said formally to the blonde. Her eyes flew open and she gasped in horror at the moment of truth. Then the lever was pulled and the floor under her feet noisily dropped away.

I was shocked when she hardly dropped at all! Instead she only fell an inch or two before the noose jerked her to a quick halt. Then she started kicking and gasping. That’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks…

My gawd; we were all going to slowly strangle to death!!

The matron nodded at the guard who had already taken up position next to June’s lever. “You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving.” and with that the lever was pulled! June suddenly gawked as her floor fell away and the noose instantly pulled her up short.

The blonde was already in full survival mode, kicking wildly as June joined her in a grotesque duet. They kicked and swung, their naked bodies starting to twist in their nooses as they gawked and rasped for breath. It was horrific to watch… and now my daughter was next!!

The guard walked up to Jennifer’s lever and I gasped in horror, the word “NO!” slipping out of my mouth. “It’s your own damn fault, you bitch!” the matron snarled unsympathetically at me. Then she nodded at the guard as Jennifer tried to give me a sad, reassuring look.

“You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving,” the guard solemnly intoned. Then the lever was pulled. Jennifer gawked as the floor dropped away from under her feet.

Her expression changed in an instant to one of pure terror. Her feet fluttered wildly before they exploded in a ballet of frantic kicks, her naked body crazily swinging back and forth! I was mesmerized – absolutely horrified – feeling so utterly helpless and frustrated that I could do nothing for her!

Beyond her June was kicking and gurgling as that poor blonde next to her entered the frantic final phase of her deadly dance. But now my daughter had joined them and it broke my heart. What’s more I felt a terrible, shameful arousal at the scene before me of all three naked girls kicking their lives away.

Jennifer’s friend Kathy was stunned; she simply could not take her eyes off her “bestie”. Tears filled my eyes and I breathed, “Gawd, NO!” But I could not take my eyes away. Then the guard was at Kathy’s lever, dully announcing, “You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving.”

Kathy gawked as the floor vanished beneath her feet, the noose taking up her full weight. Her feet fluttered anxiously as though shocked the floor was now gone. Then her legs began to kick harder and harder.

I was weeping openly now, trying not to sob aloud. My heart was broken and I was experiencing a perverse arousal at the hanging deaths of all these poor girls! But the matron standing next to me had no such compassion for me whatsoever.

“See what your texting and driving has gotten you, bitch?” she hissed unsympathetically. Then she snarled at the guard standing at my lever, “DO IT!”

“You BITCH!” I hissed back. “Damn you all!” Then I heard the guard’s announcement and I braced myself. A moment later there was simply no floor underneath me as I heard the trap fall away! I gawked as the noose jerked me from plummeting freely.

Instant agony wrapped around my neck. I couldn’t help myself; it was instinctive as my legs flew every which way. I began jerking and twisting, fighting the noose like a wildcat. It was absolutely horrific!!

Down on the end the blonde was settling down, her feet fluttering weakly as drool dribbled out of her mouth and splattered onto her tits. June was also beginning to settle down some, although she still had the energy for a frenetic dance! But my daughter’s convulsions were horrible; right now she was in full swing!! The way she jerked and twisted in the noose while humping the air made it look like she was being attacked by some invisible, malevolent creature!!

Next to me Kathy twisted and pirouetted as though she was a beautiful, naked ballerina. It was almost lovely to watch and in my haze of pain I felt a strange sexual excitement swelling within me as I kicked and twisted, fighting my own death every step of the way!

The five of us put on quite a show for those bastards watching us down below! I got the occasional glance downward as they looked up at us in awe! Some of the males actually reached down for their crotches and then self-consciously tried to pull their hands away. I swear some of them were actually getting off on it!

Seeing the cameras rolling was another matter entirely. It meant our deaths were going to be on the six o’clock news for everyone in the whole damn country to witness! That meant friends and relatives were going to get to watch my daughter and I hang naked over and over again! Hell, we were probably going to go viral, maybe even make millions of hits on youtube!! It was humiliating beyond belief!

As my body twisted and turned I caught sight of the matron watching us. She had an extremely satisfied look on her face. The two guards were still up on the platform with us and I swear their faces were flushed with sexual excitement. It was horrible knowing the bitches were turned on watching us all hang to death!!

The blonde finally settled down, her bladder giving way as piss streamed down her legs to splatter onto the ground below. June was next, the fight slowly ebbing out of her until she jerked once and then pissed herself as well. But my daughter continued to dance up a storm! By then all my self-respect was gone as the pain perversely fueled a very shameful arousal within me.

At one point I managed to catch site of my daughter’s knees coming together. It astonished me; it looked like she was actually having an orgasm in the noose! Then Kathy went off right next to her in something of a similar bunny hop, jerking and dancing and tightening that noose around her neck before she gawked loudly and then hung limp!

I felt it swell within me and it was horribly shameful! One brief glance down the row of hangees revealed that for the moment only Jennifer and I had any real fight left in us!! We were hanging together as mother and daughter, fighting our deaths like two frantic ballerinas. And those damned media cameras were catching every lewd moment!!

I have no idea why that was so terribly exciting. The next thing I felt was a shameful explosion of pleasure that totally engulfed me as I spasmed and convulsed in the noose. I got a brief glimpse of my daughter as she went into another one, and I couldn’t help glorying in the shamefully humiliating knowledge that mother and daughter were actually cumming together! I guess it made me feel a little more connected to my own flesh and blood for those last few moments.

It was at that moment that Kathy suddenly perked up and went into her final convulsions as my daughter and I slowed down. Jennifer’s best friend suddenly found a burst of adrenaline to kick and struggle in one last frantic attempt to live. Then she settled back down as her bladder released.

But my daughter and I were not done. We instinctively picked up a renewed burst of energy, kicking and twisting as our bodies fought desperately to live. The pain and agony were like nothing I had ever felt before. Then I got a quick glimpse of Jennifer as she settled down for the last time. That’s when I saw a sudden release of piss trickle down her legs and fall to the ground below.

I shuddered as my mind screamed, “NOT MY DAUGHTER???!!!” Then I too became too exhausted to fight ,and I hung limp, shuddering in one last shameful cum.

My bladder released and my last conscious feeling was the shame and humiliation of pissing myself in the noose in front of all those cameras. I fervently hoped that someone down below might get splattered. Then my vision was gone and it filled me with a terrible panic.

I had lost sensation in my arms and legs; I could hardly feel my body anymore! So I strained with all my might using what felt like the last sense left to me – my hearing. I picked up the ominous sound of the creaking of five ropes, and it terrified me!

Somewhere a robin chirped. I picked up faint bits and pieces of conversation down below… “Are they dead yet?” “They just pissed themselves; they can’t last much longer!” Then I heard that bitch matron quietly mutter, “Serves ’em all right!” I heard nothing else after that. The next thing I felt was absolute weightlessness as my soul plunged into the depths of merciful oblivion…

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Carolyn Halverson and her four young companions hung quietly in the noonday sun. Their naked bodies gently swayed and twisted as piss dripped off their feet. Down below the gathered spectators and media personalities milled about, discussing amongst themselves what they’d just witnessed.

The matron slowly walked along the row of dangling corpses, reaching out to feel up each one. She made a show of checking for a pulse, an excuse she could always use to cover the fact that she wanted to fondle each body. Clearly she was enjoying the sight and touch of five naked women who’d gotten what they deserved in a rather erotic display of lengthy asphyxiation.

The bodies were left up until 5 pm, the end of the work day. At first prison officials, members of the press and dignitaries were permitted to come and go to view the corpses left on display and to take pictures and video for all the news agencies. Then at 3 pm the public was allowed to file through and take pictures for two hours before the bodies were taken down.

The five females were eventually taken out and buried together in a common grave at a secluded location outside of town. No one was to know the location of their final interment. Next of kin were sent an official notice with accompanying photo’s of the last moments of their loved ones along with a transcript of the trial as well as an official notice that texting and driving was to be taken seriously in these parts.

The matron’s words would prove to be prophetic. The state soon decided that a good deal of money could be made by selling tickets to the executions of those caught texting and driving. Every execution that followed was more heavily attended until a larger amphitheater was finally constructed to contain the paying public who wanted to watch condemned females hang to death in the nude…

(written Jun 21 by riwa)

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Dr. Stone’s Final Destination 4 (2)

Posted on March 14, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

(An alternate ending inspired by the climax to the movie GRAVITY. After all, you know how I enjoy writing uw peril stories.)

Blue sky!! She could see blue sky outside the capsule!! She was going to make it after all!!

For awhile there she’d had her doubts! Death had seemed more than a little determined to claim her! And for a moment there she had almost obliged!!

Then Kowalski had appeared. Had it been a dream… a hallucination? Or had it simply been oxygen deprivation?? No matter; she had decided not to give up… had decided to keep on fighting!

Now here she was, almost home! The damned Chinese space station had started breaking up and had tried its best to kill her in the process!! But somehow she had gotten inside the capsule in time. Now she was coming down and…

Uh – oh. Land or water? Coming down on land would be rough; she might suffer trauma… internal injuries…

Please let it be water – please let it be water – please let it be water…

TOUCHDOWN! Water it is!! Thank GOD!!!

…and then there was an acrid smell as smoke began filling the capsule…

What??!!

NO!! Electrical fire… right there behind the panel!! Death was still hunting her down, that vindictive bitch!!

Stone had no idea why she had just feminized the grim reaper. Maybe it was because of how Death had been so persistent, so relentless… like so many bitches she had come across. Some of them were such that if they didn’t get their way… WATCH OUT!

Gotta get out – gotta get out – GOTTA GET OUT!!

She lunged for the controls and blew the hatch. It flew away with a distinctive pop! Now she could ditch the smoking capsule…

HA!! I’m out, bitch!! Thought you had me, didn’t you – NOO!

She was right there about to climb out when water came pouring inside! It pushed her away, slamming her across the interior of the capsule! She tried to rush the hatch but there was simply too much water pouring through!!

What???!!! Stone was incredulous!! Why the hell had the Chinese put their hatch so close to the damned water’s surface upon touchdown???!!! It was unbelievable!!!

That Death bitch!! She won’t let me go!! She wants me DEAD!!

Stone coughed and sputtered as the capsule began to sink beneath her. She knew right away what that meant!! The damn thing was taking her down!!! She had to get out now while she could!!

That BITCH!! If she can’t smoke me out, she’s going to drown me???!!!

The capsule sank rapidly, taking her with it! How far down would it go?! Would the pressure kill her the deeper she went??!! Stone had no idea, but she knew she had to get out now!!

The hatch was underwater and she made another try for it. But water was still rushing through, forcing her back against the far wall. She bubbled anxiously until she burst up coughing and sputtering.

A smoky air pocket…

At least the fire was out…

She tried to catch her breath, her heart beating wildly. How deep was she going??!! Then she felt a thump below her as the capsule hit the bottom. It threw her around and she slipped under the surface with a glub.

Stone burst back up; thank God the air pocket was still there!! She gasped for breath, figuring it was time to get out of here NOW before that bitch Death came back to claim her! She was back on earth now and she was NOT giving up without a fight!!

She submerged and headed for the hatch, only to feel something hang her up… What the hell??!! She burbled in panic as she went back up for the air pocket instead. Then she felt around her legs for the obstruction. But there was nothing there!!

What??!! I think that bitch wants to DROWN ME!! Not today, you bitch!!

Stone took a deep breath and then made another dash for the hatch. This time she squirted right through! Then she was safely outside the capsule in water not much more than thirty feet deep!!

Shore!! I’m close to shore!! You sure fucked this one up, you bitch!! If you were going to drown me then you should have dropped my ass in the middle of the ocean!!

Stone began pulling confidently with her arms. This was a piece of cake!! She could easily hold her breath long enough to make it up to the surface!! It wasn’t all that deep and she could…

NO!! I’m going DOWN??!! Death is taking me DOWN???!!!

It was her suit, her damned space suit!! There was so much material absorbing water that it was too heavy to swim it up to the surface!! She had to shed the damn thing and fast!!

Stone grunted and bubbled as she struggled to get the unwieldy material off her body. She had to shed it all or the damn thing would keep her on the bottom!! Otherwise she might still drown and she just couldn’t believe it!! She hadn’t survived this long just to end up back on earth in the ocean to be served up as fish food???!!! That Death bitch was so vindictive!!!

Get it off – get it off – GET IT OFF ALREADY! Hurry – hurry – HURRY!! You can’t hold your breath much longer!!

Stone finally got it off her legs – SUCCESS!! Nobody’s drowning ME today, you BITCH!! Then she turned and swam right into some waving reeds!! Death was trying to hamper her escape… still trying to find a way to drown her!!

Reeds??!! Is that the BEST you can do, honey??!! But her lungs were on fire and she had to get up NOW!!

Stone swam upward just as hard as she could as the capsule’s parachute drifted down all around her. She swam around the billowing canopy… and then she felt something hang her up again!! This time it had grabbed her ankle; she was sure of it!!

She grunted and bubbled as she looked down in alarm. It was the cords to the capsule’s parachute, wrapping vindictively around her ankle!! It seemed that Death wasn’t about to let go of her prize just yet!!

NOOO! You BITCH!! You can’t have me!! It’s not fair!! YOU CAN’T HAVE ME!!

Stone grabbed at the cords, tugging and pulling in a frantic attempt to yank them free. But they weren’t coming loose… and her lungs were heaving!! Her chest was on fire and she was all out of breath!!

NO, DAMN YOU!! LET ME GO – LET ME GO!!

She jerked and tugged on the parachute cords, frantic to free herself. But the stubborn ropes refused to let go!! She had gotten tangled up just enough… and now she was going to drown??!! This simply couldn’t be happening to her, not after surviving everything that had been thrown at her up in space???!!!

Stone jerked hard one last time. Then she thought she heard something in her head… the sound of a female cackling triumphantly??? Death was going to get her after all???!!! Why that BITCH!!!

She screamed her breath away as she suddenly pulled hard for the surface with her arms. She flailed frantically, her lungs heaving in her chest. Then she glubbed as she swallowed water.

Dr. Ryan Stone coughed and then instinctively inhaled. A moment later her body began to spasm and convulse as she coughed up bubbles. Her lungs began to flood and her body reacted violently, sending her into a coughing fit that only succeeded in filling her lungs even more with the killing fluid.

Her struggles for the surface lessened and then ultimately ceased. She stared upward in surprise with her mouth agape, shocked over how it had all turned out! Her body spasmed gently as little bubbles slipped out past her lips to rush freely to the surface.

You BITCH!! You vindictive BITCH!! You just had to kill EVERYONE, DIDN’T YOU???!!!

Was that laughter… the faint sound of female laughter?? Or was she imagining things?? Stone didn’t know. All she DID know was how much it hurt… and that she was still conscious… painfully conscious…

Remember that article on drowning in salt water? You don’t want to fall out of the capsule and drown in salt water because it takes so long and because it’s so damned painful! Oh shit; it hurts so bad!!

…and then Dr. Ryan Stone shuddered as her consciousness ebbed away, leaving her body tethered to the ropes of the capsule’s parachute. Her arms hung outward like some bird ready to take flight, her head looking upward at the surface world she would never again experience. Death had indeed claimed them all…

(written Mar 9 by riwa)

(Inspired by the Final Destination movies and the ending to the movie Gravity. Vidcaps used for illustration purposes only)

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March 11, 2015 Update 0 (0)

Posted on March 11, 2015 by riwa

It must be spring as all the signs are around me: tax season, baseball’s spring training, College basketball’s March Madness, snow/rain/sunshine (sometimes all in the same day depending on where you live), cabin fever and the urge to get out. It is also doctor season for me.

My regular doctor says my lab tests are all good and my blood pressure is under control. My kidney doctor says my kidneys are functioning well. And I just got the results back from the scan which tells me my pancreas looks good with no new growths since my surgery of two years ago. So life for me is ok aside from the doldrums (spring doldrums maybe?).

I saw my ex Saturday and even she is showing signs of improvement. She has expressed a desire to start eating again so the doctor has allowed her to have some liquids and some applesauce and pudding. It must be nice for her to taste her foods again as you cannot taste anything from that tube pushing that blah-looking fluid into your stomach. And they are getting her up in a chair every day. So those are all good signs.

On the other hand mom is in having more medical tests. She is having some medical issues they are watching closely. And it cannot be good for her respiratory system that she smokes every day. I want to get up to see her soon, and I want to get up and see my sister as well. It must be spring if I want to get into the vehicle and go somewhere, especially to go see my family.

I’m actually selling some stories over at Riwas Reads, and mom is pleased as punch. She must like knowing I can make a few dollars off my creative writing abilities. It is certainly an encouraging shot to my ego to know that people are willing to pay to read some of my tales. It makes me want to keep working hard to put out a good product that flows well and is fun to read. And it makes me want to work just as hard to keep posting to the library as well.

I am reposting some older stories here while occasionally putting up something new. I am also editing some stories to repost in the hopes that I can improve on them and make them even better. After all, I appreciate those who take the time to come and read my stories. I want to put out something that makes your visit here enjoyable.

I want to thank those who have contributed so far by allowing me to put up their stories. It is nice to give you a different author to read now and then. I feel their stories have really contributed to the library as a whole.

I hope you are having an enjoyable spring and that the snow in your area is finally melting away. I hope you are getting out and enjoying working in your yard as I can no longer do that by living in a second floor apartment. And I hope and pray that all your medical tests are coming out fine and that you and your family are looking forward to a healthy and enjoyable spring and a wonderful summer.

Thanks so much for stopping by…

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