A return to Aqua World 4.5 (21)

Posted on January 5, 2026 by riwa

It was about a year later when I received an invitation to return to Aqua World. By then I’d mostly forgotten all about it. But apparently they hadn’t forgotten about me. As a result, they flew me in and sent a car to pick me up at the airport.

The driver was a big, busty female. She asked about who I was. I told her I’d visited the place about a year ago and had written all about it.

“You’re not Richard; are you?” she asked incredulously. “You mean you’re the one who wrote about us??”

“I assume I’m not the only one who’s written about you,” I replied a little sheepishly.

“Of course not,” she said to me over her shoulder as she drove. “But I read your work. You’re the one who put us on the map. I’m proud to be driving such a VIP to Aqua World.”

“Please,” I told her with a dismissive wave. “I’m not a VIP. I just got invited to return after a year.”

“Well, you’re a VIP to all of us,” she told me with great excitement and enthusiasm. “And you’re certainly a VIP to me. My name is Wendy.”

“Nice to meet you, Wendy.”

—

I was warmly greeted when I arrived at the facility. There were two women who eagerly volunteered to tend to my every need. Wendy told them to wait for us in drowning room C.

“Drowning room C?” I repeated with growing interest.

“That’s right,” she told me with a smile. “In the meantime, Carrie’s waiting to put on a little performance for you. She volunteered herself. This way please.”

I followed her to a room with what appeared to be a large aquarium inside. I saw a few fish moving around. “Nice aquarium,” I said with a smile.

“Oh, you haven’t seen the best part yet. Do you mind?”

“Mind what?” I asked curiously.

Wendy surprised me by removing all her clothes. Then she unzipped my fly. That’s when she knelt, pulled my cock out, and went right to work sucking me.

“Is this part of the performance?” I asked with amusement. All she could do was mumble “MmmHmm” with a nod as she sucked my dick.

She got me good and hard. Then she turned around on her hands and knees. “Fuck me, please,” she instructed as she faced the aquarium.

I wasn’t quite as inhibited as I’d been during my previous visit. Besides, I figured it would be rude not to humor my host. So I knelt before thrusting into her from behind.

We were hardly more than a minute in when Wendy hollered, “Send her down!”

“Send who down?” I asked as I thrust in and out of her wet snatch. “Who are you talking to?”

A few seconds later there was a splash. That’s when a naked woman appeared. She was chained and shackled as she came plunging down to the bottom of the aquarium, bubbles trickling out of her mouth.


At first, I was shocked beyond belief. Then the naked woman started wriggling and squirming. I don’t know how, but it made my cock stiffen even more inside my host.

“Carrie, I presume?” I asked Wendy as I nodded at the aquarium.

“Yeah,” Wendy nodded back enthusiastically. “You like?”

“What do YOU think?” I asked as I thrust a little harder into her snatch.

“I think you like it very much,” she chuckled. “It sure felt like you swelled inside me the moment she came down all chained up like that.”

We watched Carrie struggle. She was down on the bottom for quite a while. I was impressed with her breath-holding skills.

“She’s the best we’ve got at holding her breath,” Wendy explained. “When she found out you were coming, she told the staff she wanted to drown just for you. Gawd; just look at her! Look how hard her NIPPLES are! She LOVES it!”

We watched her for another minute or so. Then she started to struggle and bubble a little more. “Gawd; there she goes!” Wendy breathed. “I knew she was a drowning slut the minute she walked in and asked for a job.”

Carrie reached the point where her chest was heaving as her stomach rippled. “She’s gonna drown!” Wendy panted excitedly. “Just look at her! She’s gonna drown now! Fuck me, Richard! Gawd; I’m gonna cum!”

I’m not sure how long she was underwater before she coughed up bubbles. A moment later she started hitching and convulsing. Her back arched as she thrust her chest up toward the surface, all caught up in the throes of drowning as she spasmed and humped while gulping water.

“Gawd; she’s cumming!” That’s when Wendy clenched tightly onto my shaft as she climaxed hard. A moment later, I was filling her with my seed.

Carrie hitched and gurgled as her convulsions lessened. Then she quietly settled down upon the floor of the aquarium. That’s when Wendy came off me, turned around and sucked me clean.

“What do you think?” she finally asked after vacuuming my dick. “Think you can write about that?”

“I think I can come up with something,” I told her with a smile. She just grinned as she helped zip me back up.

—

From there, Wendy led me to a private pool. That’s when I discovered a couple of nude ladies frolicking around in water up past their waists. Somehow they seemed familiar to me.

“I’ll be leaving you in their capable hands now,” Wendy told me. “You’ll be joining them for a swim. You remember Sadie and Fiesta, don’t you?”

“Oh THAT’S who they are!” I replied as I smacked my forehead. “Hi, ladies!”

“Hi, Richard,” they replied in unison as they paused from their playtime.

“Come join us,” the redheaded Sadie told me.

“You’ll have to get naked first,” Fiesta added with a lustful grin.

“I’ll catch up to you later,” Wendy told me. Then she turned and walked away.

I got naked and joined them in the water. They immediately got all handsy with me. That’s when it hit me.

“Wait a minute!” I said to Sadie. “Aren’t you supposed to be married to James, Dorothy’s husband? She drowned with Aneeqa as I recall.”

“Oh, he’s about to become a widower,” Fiesta laughed as she playfully dunked the redhead.

Sadie came up coughing and sputtering before she was pushed right back down. That’s when Fiesta told me, “Now fuck her as she drowns, Richard. I know you want to. Your cock’s already getting hard just thinking about it, isn’t it? Besides, she wants you to fuck-drown her. Isn’t that right, Sadie?”

Fiesta pulled her companion’s head up. Sadie came up gasping and panting. “That’s right!” she gasped. “I want you to fuck-drown m—glurbgblu!”

Fiesta pushed her head back down. But I was a little hesitant about fucking James’ wife. There had been some sort of unspoken arrangement the last time I’d seen him, being as how he’d had Dorothy drowned just to marry Sadie. Was this his way of marrying a new girl every year??

Fiesta urged me to stick my dick inside her friend. So I carefully entered Sadie from behind. Then I started fucking her as Fiesta kept her companion’s head submerged. Sadie bubbled as she writhed in my grasp.

“Here; you do it!” Fiesta instructed, letting go of Sadie’s head.

Sadie came up gasping for breath. “Yeah, fuck-drown me, Richard!” she declared. “I know you want to! Your cock is so hard inside me!”

I had already fucked Wendy while watching Carrie drown. So I wrapped a hand in Sadie’s hair and forced her back under. Fucking her while keeping her head submerged was easier than I’d anticipated.

I heard a bubbly scream of pleasure as she eagerly pushed back against my dick. I thought she might display some sort of hesitation at the thought of drowning for me. But amazingly, she acted as though she was really turned on by it.

Fiesta went under and sucked on Sadie’s nipples as I fucked her companion. I waited until bubbles were coming up before pulling her head up out of the water. She came up gasping, “OHMYGAWDYES!” before I pushed her head back down.

Sadie bubbled like crazy as Fiesta came up to catch her breath. Then she slipped underwater again, rolling over onto her back. That’s when she snuck in underneath her naked friend.

Fiesta licked Sadie’s nub as the redhead licked her out in return in a 69 position. I just kept thrusting into Sadie’s quivering snatch. Occasionally a part of my dick got licked by Sadie’s enthusiastic friend.

I fucked a lot of bubbles out of Sadie as Fiesta licked an orgasm out of her swollen nub. Then I pulled her head up as her cunt clenched around my shaft inside her. I heard her loudly gasp “OHMYFUCKINGGAWD!” before I shoved her head back down.

She screamed a froth of bubbles into Fiesta’s crotch as I pounded her pussy. It was clear she was cumming like crazy. That’s when Fiesta came out from underneath her friend, gasping for breath.

“DO IT!” she panted. “Drown the sexy bitch!” So I pulled Sadie up for one last breath.

Sadie panted like crazy before yelling, “GAWDYESFUCKINGDROWNME!” So I shoved her right back down.

It felt like I was fucking the breath out of her lungs as she clenched like crazy. Fiesta went underneath to watch. That’s when Sadie shuddered in orgasm before she coughed and bubbled, milking the cum right out of me.

Fiesta grabbed her companion’s head and watched as Sadie hitched and shuddered face down in the water. The clenching around my shaft was really intense before it began to lessen. Then Sadie went limp.

I finally pulled out of her. She just floated there face down. That’s when Fiesta came up panting like crazy.

“Gawd; that was hot!” she gasped. “I watched the life flicker out of her eyes. But I could tell she came so fucking hard!”

She paused for a moment as though catching her breath. Then she sighed, “Now do me, ok? I’m next. I want you to drown me too.”

“Are you sure?” I asked carefully.

“It’s what I truly want,” Fiesta replied. “I want to be drowned by you, Richard. Besides, I owe it to you just for helping to put Aqua World on the map from your last story.”

I thought about my dick. It was semi hard as though it, too, was trying to catch its breath. So I told her, “Do you want me to fuck you as well? After all, I just shot my load.”

“That’s ok,” Fiesta replied. “I just want you to deliberately drown me. You can fuck me afterwards if you wish. But right now I just LOVE the idea of you holding me under and watching all the bubbles come up until the life leaves my eyes.”

“Your words are making me hard,” I warned her.

“Good. I’ll bet you’ll get even harder once I start swallowing water.”

I thought about which way I should submerge her and keep her down. Then I settled upon the direct approach. That’s when I grabbed a leg and flipped her over onto her back.

I submerged her face up, holding her down with my hand in her chest. Her arms spread out as she bulged her cheeks while bubbling up at me. Meanwhile, Sadie was floating right there, her ass winking at me as though taunting me to fuck her again.


Fiesta didn’t resist me or anything as my hand pushed down on her boobs. I groped and squeezed them as she bubbled for me, her hair flowing all around her head. She kept her eyes on me the entire time.

The longer she tried to hold her breath, the harder my cock became. I figured I was certainly hard enough to fuck her now. But I waited.

Her chest finally began to heave. Instinctively she began clawing to get her head up for another breath. But I just smiled down at her as I kept her head below the surface, my cock hard as a rock.

Fiesta suddenly thrashed about. Then I saw her gulp a great big mouthful of water. That’s when she immediately went into convulsions.

I smiled as I slowly shifted her body around while keeping her head submerged. Then I pushed my cock into her winking slit. She immediately began to climax, trying to milk another cum out of me as she hitched, gurgled and bubbled.

I affectionately caressed her breasts as I kept her submerged. “Yes, Fiesta,” I purred. “Drown for me just like that. You look so fucking sexy drowning with my dick inside you.”

At that moment, her expression changed. It looked as though it wasn’t hurting her as much anymore. Instead, she took on a look of bliss as she gently clenched around my thrusting shaft.

I watched the life fade from her eyes. Then I thrust good and hard into her cunt. I swear I felt her snatch clench and tremble as though she was cumming one last time for me.

I’m proud to say I left a little deposit inside her. Then I climbed out of the pool. Sadie floated face down, ass up, while Fiesta floated beneath the surface, her eyes all glazed over. But the cum leaking out of her cunt, along with how erect her nipples had become, indicated to me she’d derived some sort of pleasure out of our last few moments together.

I stared at both naked bodies for the longest time. Seeing them floating like that – one at the surface and the other just below – caused my cock to stir a little. But I couldn’t help wondering if I was going to get into trouble for what I had just done, even though they had both insisted I drown them.

I was so focused on looking down at them that I failed to notice another naked female come up behind me. “Did you enjoy yourself?” she asked.

I jerked with a start as I turned to face her. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I didn’t mean to startle you.” Right away I noticed it wasn’t Wendy.

Instantly I became painfully aware of my nudity. “Let me get my clothes on,” I said rather hastily as I went to scoop them up.

“No need,” she said with a dismissive wave. “I’ll have someone fetch them and bring them to you. Now if you’ll please follow me.”

“ ‘Fetch them’?” I repeated in surprise. “Where are we going?”

“Wendy has something she wants to show you. This way please. I’ll send someone back for your clothes.”

“You mean… naked?” She just smiled and nodded as she turned to go.

I followed her, instinctively wanting to lower my hands to cover myself. But we didn’t go very far. When I rounded a corner, I saw another pool.

Wendy stood there with those other two girls I’d met earlier, the ones who’d eagerly volunteered to meet my every need. All three of them had rope tied around their waists. I think the ropes were what had been used to also secure their wrists behind their backs.

They stood lined up along the edge of a pool. The three of them had collars around their necks. Each collar was attached with a chain to some sort of iron beam that was being attended to by two rubber clad men.

They all had little clips with numbers attached to their labia. And those labia sure looked puffy at the moment. So did their nipples.

“Did you have fun with Fiesta and Sadie?” Wendy asked with a smile.

“We had a bit of a chat,” I told her with a knowing smile.

“Does that mean you left their bodies back in that pool with their lungs flooded?”

“I suppose that’s one way of describing it.” I still wasn’t sure whether or not I might be in trouble for drowning them.

“You have no idea how excited they were to learn you were coming to see us today,” the one on the end remarked.

“You have no idea how excited we are to be standing right here in front of you like this,” the middle one said.

“Silence!” Wendy declared. “You sluts have been given the honor of drowning for our special guest today. So you’d better do a good job of it. Is that clear?”


“Yes, Wendy,” they both replied in unison, sounding somewhat eager. That’s when I felt all self-conscious, standing there naked with my cock stirring again as they licked their lips at my growing erection.

“Mya will take you down to the observation window, Richard. We’ll see you down there in a minute or two. I hope you enjoy our performance.”

“I’m sure I will,” I replied, trying to be encouraging without sounding too damned excited.

That same girl who’d led me to the edge of the pool now escorted me to a stairwell. “Let’s go downstairs where we’ll have a better view, shall we?” I just nodded, my mouth dry as we descended the steps.

We were down in the observation room in no time at all. Mya promptly knelt and took my cock into her mouth. But she made sure I had a good view through the window.

It was about a minute later when I heard a splash. The iron beam came plummeting down to the bottom of the pool. It dragged Wendy and her two companions down with it by the chains attached to their collars.

The trio immediately began to bubble and gyrate as they hung tethered upside down to that iron beam. Each one had a unique performance of sorts. Together it made for quite the spectacle.

Bubbles came out of their mouths and noses as they writhed, wriggled and struggled. I could only imagine the thoughts going through their minds. Were they having second thoughts? Or were they enjoying struggling to hold the air in their lungs.

The one on the end turned to look right at me, her cheeks bulging. The one in the middle fought so hard that she ended up upside down. Her hands came free as she flailed about. Wendy’s rope totally came off from around her waist, although her wrists remained secured together behind her back as she bubbled upward.


Mya continued sucking me as I watched the performance at the bottom of the tank. The one upside down managed to grab Wendy and press her lips to her companion. I couldn’t tell if she was trying to blow air into her lungs or suck the air out of her lungs.

The one on the end suddenly coughed up bubbles. Then she began hitching and gurgling. My cock twitched in Mya’s mouth.

The one in the middle was masturbating upside down when she turned toward me. She gulped water and immediately started hitching. She masturbated a few more seconds before her actions became haphazard as she lost all coordinated motor function.

Wendy turned and split her legs wide at me. Then she, too, coughed up water before painfully inhaling.

All three of them drowned at roughly the same time. Each one had her own unique style, painful though it looked. Together, they put on an incredibly erotic display.

They were all in the middle of hitching and convulsing when Mya cupped my balls as she sucked me deep. She immediately got a huge load out of me. She drained me as the naked trio began to settle down.

The one on the end gently hitched as she came to rest upon her stomach while facing me with lifeless eyes. The one in the middle gently hitched upside down, her legs pointed straight up. Wendy lay sideways, hitching and spasming as she lifelessly looked in my general direction.

Mya cleaned my cock with her mouth. We waited until the three ladies in the tank were no longer convulsing or bubbling. Then she led me to a private room with a bed and a shallow pool. That’s where I saw my clothes lying on a table in the corner.

We fucked for most of the afternoon, both in the bed and in the pool. I came close to drowning her a couple of times. I think she wanted me to, but I decided not to.

We were interrupted twice by attendants bringing in food and snacks. Then we went back to fucking. When she asked me to drown her, I asked her if it would be ok to save her for my next visit. She said that would be wonderful and that she would be looking forward to my return visit.

8/21/25 Inspired by Suzan Rose drawings.

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A night of hangings 4.7 (19)

Posted on December 29, 2025 by riwa

With the moon set to impact the planet in a few short months, earth’s inhabitants became even more suicidal. This was understandable, what with the crazy weather patterns and natural disasters that were taking place. A lot of people were on edge.

It was difficult to maintain any semblance of civilized order. Lawlessness was rampant. Murders and suicides occurred on a daily basis.

The city of Milan, Italy decided to deal with the situation in a very extravagant manner. It was going to allow a number of its female residents to go out in style. So an event was prepared in a large structure in which guests were encouraged to attend in their finest attire.

It was to be the event of the summer. Word around Milan was that a number of women would be hanging in a special setting. And since Louisa and her cousin Annabelle were curious, they also decided to attend.

Formal attire was required. No shorts, cutoffs or bikinis would be permitted. Despite what was going to occur within the facility, everyone was supposed to dress for the occasion.

Annabelle wore a pale, yellow gown that would have been appropriate at any fancy ball. Louisa wore a dark green dress that sparkled. It was the first time in ages they had gone all out to make sure they were appropriately attired.

When they arrived, they discovered a line of women going inside, all of whom had also showed up in their finest. There was nothing but long, flowing gowns as far as the eye could see, some with straps and others without. That meant there was a lot of cleavage on display, although this seemed to be permitted.

When the cousins got inside, they discovered the hall was filling fast. But what caught their attention were the numerous coils of rope dangling from the ceiling. Tonight was definitely going to be a big hanging event.

They hunted around looking for a good place to sit. Annabelle finally pointed up at a balcony where it looked like there were still some empty seats. Besides, that would give them a better view of the hangings scheduled down on the main floor.

When they got there, they were fortunate to be able to snap up the last two chairs where they could sit together. The woman seated next to Louisa, who looked like she would have been right at home in Louis XV’s court, turned to her and remarked, “Isn’t it wonderful? It’s not everyday you get to see such elegant women in such fine gowns.”

Louisa did not reply. Her focus was now on the dangling nooses that hung from the ceiling. How could this evening be so wonderful if there were going to be multiple hangings taking place? After all, she assumed that’s what all the nooses were for.

It finally looked like everyone had taken a seat. There were murmurings of a multitude of conversations. Then a tall, elegant lady in a black, strapless dress and heels stepped into the center of the main floor, lit up by a spotlight.

The conversations died off as everyone gave her polite applause. Louisa and Annabelle clapped along with everyone else. Now it was time to get down to business, and to see for themselves just how many hangings were going to take place.

The mistress of ceremonies in the spotlight appeared to be carrying a microphone in her hand. She smiled and waved until the applause had fully died down. Then she brought the microphone up to her face.

The structure was filled with her melodious voice as she declared, “Welcome one and all to Milan’s hanging hour.” The audience politely applauded again. “So there really ARE going to be more than just a few hangings!” Annabelle whispered to her cousin. Louisa just nodded, suddenly wishing she had brought some water along, something just to wet her throat.

“My name is Morticia,” the mistress of ceremonies went on after the applause had died off. “You all look lovely tonight. Give yourselves a hand; won’t you?”

There was more polite applause. The cousins clapped along with everyone else. The gathering looked so formal… and there were so many! Where had all these gowns been hiding all these years??

There was a sudden rumble that caused the applause to die off. There were murmurings of concern as a few sprinkles of dust trickled down from the ceiling. The ladies nervously looked all around, perhaps looking for a nearby exit in case of trouble? Louisa already had her route mapped out should they need it. She could only hope they would be able to get out in time if things got serious.

“The structure is sound,” Morticia reassured the gathered ladies. “But let’s not delay things, shall we? You all know why we came here tonight. So let us begin.”

There was more polite applause as she waved dramatically at an alcove. That’s when five women calmly walked out single file onto the floor.

They all looked elegant, their gowns flowing around their legs. Their heels could be heard clattering upon the tile beneath their feet. All were smiling as though they were modeling their outfits.

Louisa immediately noticed each one was carrying something shiny in her hands. She couldn’t quite tell what they were. But it looked like all five had the same type of thing in their possession.

At that very moment, five nooses lowered from the ceiling. They came down until they stopped at about eye level with the mistress of ceremonies. She smiled as the ladies approached her.

“My goodness!” Annabelle observed in a quiet whisper to her cousin. “It looks like… like they’re really going to hang!”

“And so many nooses,” Louisa whispered back. “What are they expecting: a mass hanging event?”

“I have no idea!” Annabelle quietly replied.

The ladies walked up to the mistress of ceremonies until each one was standing in front of a noose. For some of the spectators with the best view, the coils appeared to frame the faces of the five finely dressed women. None of the females seemed particularly alarmed or frightened as to what was going to happen next. Maybe the past few months of crazy weather, earthquakes and death had driven all anxiety right out of them.

Morticia walked up to the blonde on the end who was wearing a dark outfit that exposed a lot of cleavage. Her voice reverberated throughout the hall as she told the woman, “Thank you for coming. Would you be so kind as to give us your first name along with any last words you might wish to share with all the ladies here?” Then she held the microphone up to her face.

“I would indeed,” the blonde answered with a smile. “My name is Genevra. My husband was lost at sea as a result of all of this Angry Moon business. So I’ve decided to rejoin him. I hope my dance appeals to everyone here tonight.”

“I’m sure it will,” Morticia replied with a smile as the woman received polite applause for her remarks.

Genevra calmly grasped the noose in front of her. She looped it around her throat without the slightest hesitation. Then she held up the object in her hands before moving her wrists behind her back.

She appeared to fumble a little until it looked as though her wrists had been secured. Then she calmly stood there. One could only guess what was going through her mind.

“Manacles,” Louisa whispered to her cousin. “Or handcuffs. Is that what they are?”

“Must be,” Annabelle whispered back. “They all have them.”

Morticia moved over to the lady standing next to Genevra. The woman was wearing a lovely orange gown, and was also sporting a full bosom as evidenced by her cleavage. The mistress of ceremonies smiled as she politely asked, “And what’s your name?” before dutifully holding the microphone up in front of her face.

There was another quiet rumble. Everyone seemed to stiffen. Then the lady took a deep breath before speaking into the microphone.

“My name is Giorgia. I don’t plan on waiting around until an earthquake levels this fine city as the experts are warning us. I intend to go out with my head held high.”

“You will be high indeed,” Morticia replied with a knowing smile.

There was laughter along with polite applause as Giorgia formally looped the noose around her throat. Then she appeared to cuff her hands behind her back with the silver object in her hand. Morticia thanked her for her bravery and determination to control her own fate before moving on to the next one.

“And your name?”

“My name is Vittoria,” the dark-haired lady in the red dress said into the microphone being held in front of her. “I’m so proud to see the finest of Milan out here to watch me dance tonight.” She also got applause as she took the noose and looped it around her throat before also cuffing her wrists behind her back.

“Thank you for coming tonight,” Morticia told her appreciatively.

“Thank YOU for giving us such a lovely evening,” Vittoria replied, “And for giving us such a lovely venue to exit within.” She got more applause for her remarks.

Up in the balcony Annabelle whispered to her cousin, “I wonder what her dance is going to look like.” Louisa could only nod in reply. Her throat was dry from watching those women down on the main floor preparing to hang for them all.

Morticia stepped over and stuck the microphone in front of the next woman, a redhead in a beige gown with a proud cleavage. She leaned forward toward the microphone and said, “My name is Martina. I’m here with my sister Matilde standing right here beside me. We’re here to go out together in our finest.”

“It’s a splendid gown,” Morticia agreed to more applause as Martina calmly looped the noose around her neck before cuffing her own wrists behind her back.

The microphone then went in front of her sister’s face. She looked over at her sibling and muttered, “You stole my thunder.” The spectators laughed.

“My name is Matilde,” she told the mistress of ceremonies as she spoke into the microphone. “We have a little bet, Martina and I, as to who will dance the best for you. However, I think the winner is going to have a bit of a problem trying to collect on our wager.” The audience laughed appreciatively before breaking out into enthusiastic applause.

Matilde noosed herself. Then she put her wrists behind her back before applying the cuffs. She gave a reassuring nod to her sister who returned the gesture.

Morticia stepped out in front of the five noosed women. Then she motioned grandly at the spectators before her. “Let’s hear it for our lovely ladies!” she declared, waving in their direction.

There was rapturous applause. Louisa and Annabelle eagerly applauded as well. Their hearts were beating fast over what was to come.

The mistress of ceremonies turned to face the five women. “Are you ladies ready?” They nodded as one before she stepped aside as though getting out of the way so the audience could have an unobstructed view of them.

The quintet of formally dressed beauties turned to look at Vittoria, the one in the red gown in the middle of the group. She nodded at them before quietly counting, “One… two… three.” Then the five ladies loudly declared to the heavens, “FUCK YOU, ANGRY MOON! LET’S DANCE!”

Their ropes abruptly pulled them upward. All of them opened their mouths as one in surprise at the sudden onset of pain. Then their gowns billowed as their legs began to kick.


For a moment, they all swayed together. It was as though they were dancing in unison. Then sounds of strangling could be heard as they began to kick out of turn while bumping into each other. That’s where all traces of unity evaporated.

Genevra the blonde began to fight her noose as though her body had changed its mind. Her gown billowed as her legs kicked and pedaled. It caused her to bump against the lady dangling right next to her.

Giorgia in the orange gown began wriggling and humping the air. She appeared to be vigorously fighting her noose. Up in the balcony Louisa whispered to her cousin, “I’ve seen hangings before. That one is cumming!”

“Which one?” Annabelle whispered back. “You mean Giorgia? The one in the orange outfit?”

“That’s the one. She’s cumming; I just know it!”

In the middle, Vittoria began swinging back and forth like a pendulum. She bounced off the ladies on either side of her. Then she kicked with her legs as her dress billowed.

Her eyes were wide, her chest heaving. It was clear she had not expected the agony she was enduring. Probably none of them had fully anticipated it.

The sisters seemed to be caught by surprise. They kicked and swayed until they instinctively wrapped their legs around each other. For a moment, it looked like they were humping each other. The spectators could not be sure if the dance was purposeful or accidental in nature. But the two ladies were applauded just the same.

Up in the balcony, Annabelle whispered to her cousin, “Wow; just look at the sisters going at it with each other! Can you believe that?”

“My goodness,” Louisa panted as she fanned herself, her crotch moistening and throbbing. “I feel flush.”

Morticia stepped forward as the five ladies were pulled even higher into the air before slowly being pulled back and away from dangling over the center of the floor. Their dancing diminished as though they had exhausted themselves. It wasn’t long before they dangled limp and lifeless, the occasional spasm or twitch rippling through an arm or leg.

“Let’s give them a hand, shall we?” the mistress of ceremonies declared, motioning grandly up at the dangling women. The spectators loudly cheered the motionless noose-dancers.

At that moment, five more coils abruptly came down into the center of the floor. There was a pause before five more elegantly dressed women calmly walked out single file. Each one was carrying a set of handcuffs. All displayed a remarkable set of cleavage as they lined up in front of the five new nooses.

“Five more!” Annabelle breathed excitedly.

Louisa glanced up at all the nooses in the ceiling before quietly remarking, “We may see way more hangings tonight before it’s all over.”

Morticia walked up to each new lady in turn, allowing her to introduce herself to polite applause. Then the elegantly attired woman would put her head in her noose before cuffing her wrists behind her back. Morticia went down the line, allowing each one to give a brief statement just like the first five had done.

When they were ready, Morticia stepped out of the way once again. The five ladies looked at each other as though timing themselves. Then they declared in unison, “FUCK YOU, ANGRY MOON! LET’S DANCE!” That’s when they were pulled up into the air.

The five new dancers swung back and forth, bumping against each other as they kicked, pedaled and swayed. A couple humped the air as the audience vigorously applauded. “Gawd; they’re cumming too!” Louisa panted incredulously.

“At least they’re going out with a bang,” the woman next to Louisa observed. “To cum and go like that? I can’t imagine it!” Annabelle overheard the woman’s words and glanced over at her, but said nothing.

The second group finally exhausted themselves before gently swaying back and forth. It had taken about the same amount of time as the first group of dancers. The hall broke out into wild applause.

Their bodies were lifted higher into the air at about the same level as the first five. Then five more nooses descended to the center of the main floor. Five more elegantly attired ladies proudly came out in single file, shiny cuffs in their hands.

“Just look at them!” Louisa panted to her cousin at the ten dangling bodies up in the air.

“I think I’m overcome,” Annabelle breathed in reply as she fanned her face.

A third group of five emerged from the alcove. One by one, they introduced themselves before noosing and cuffing themselves. Then they made the same declaration before they were lifted up into the air.

They kicked and danced their way into eternity. Again, it looked as though a couple of the women orgasmed in their nooses. Annabelle stared in utter fascination as the audience applauded the dancers.

Two more groups of five came out… and were subsequently hanged to wild applause. The audience was clearly enjoying the spectacle. That’s when Louisa noticed a few sporadic ladies getting up out of their seats and disappearing out into the hallway.

What was this? Were were they going? Did they know the show was coming to a conclusion?

No, that wasn’t the case. A sixth group of five came out of that same alcove. They introduced themselves, made preparations, and then gave that same declaration in unison, “FUCK YOU, ANGRY MOON! LET’S DANCE!”

They were promptly pulled up into the air. There was some wild kicking and struggling, the girl on the end humping her way into orgasmic eternity. The ladies bumped into each other before settling down and dangling quietly, a few occasional spasms indicating they were almost gone. Louisa was spellbound.

When the next group went up, Louisa noticed one lady in line in a strapless, emerald green gown. She was sure that woman had been sitting in the audience a few minutes earlier. What was she doing? Had she lost her mind??

“My gawd!” she breathed aloud. “Wasn’t she sitting in the audience just a few minutes ago?” Then the noosed group made their cry before being pulled up into the air.

Louisa focused on the woman in the emerald green outfit. She twisted and spun, putting on an incredible performance. She bounced off the women on either side of her before she began humping her way into what was clearly an orgasmic dance.

“Did you see that?” Louisa finally breathed, staring at the group gently swaying as their bodies went further up into the air to join their hanged companions. “I was sure I saw her in the audience not too long ago! What did she do, Annabelle? Did she get up and go volunteer along with the others?”

Another group of five were walking out into the middle of the floor when Louisa turned toward her cousin. But Annabelle wasn’t there. Where had she gone??

Curiosity made her look all around. Had her cousin spotted someone in the audience she recognized and gone to pay her respects? If so, then why hadn’t she told her where she was going??

Another declaration followed by another round of applause made Louisa turn back to the hangings. More ladies in elegant evening gowns danced their way into eternity. The one in the middle in a dark blue dress was humping as though her very life depended on it.

When that group settled down, another group of five calmly walked out from the alcove. Louisa looked all around. But Annabelle had not returned. Had she gone to relieve herself in the ladies room… perhaps in more ways than one?

There were two more groups of five who danced in midair, leaving Louisa breathless as a growing dampness spread in her crotch. On the next group of five, she saw a woman in a pale yellow gown in the midst of the line of ladies. She looked strangely familiar.

When it came her turn to speak, she looked right up at the balcony in her direction as she spoke. “My name is Annabelle. My cousin Louisa brought me here tonight. This is for you, Louisa!”

The spectators laughed and applauded. But Louisa couldn’t believe it! Was Annabelle insane??

One by one, the ladies noosed and cuffed themselves. Then they cried out that familiar line, “FUCK YOU, ANGRY MOON! LET’S DANCE!” A moment later, they were all kicking in midair.

Louisa stared in shock, her heart pounding as she tried to catch her breath. She felt flush as she watched her cousin kick and dance. Then Annabelle began humping in her direction as the spectators cheered the dancers.

Her heart was pounding a mile a minute as they all settled down to dangle quietly. More ropes came down into the middle of the floor. Only now, some dangling bodies were coming down and being left in piles on the floor near the back of the hall, no doubt to free up more ropes.

She didn’t know what made her do it. But Louisa numbly got up out of her seat and made her way down to the main floor. There, she found the alcove where ladies were gathering in line to be next to be hanged.

She got in line behind a woman in a light blue gown who introduced herself as Narcisa. “Isn’t this exciting?” the lady told her. “I can’t believe I’m standing here!”

“Me neither” was her nervous reply. “My name is Louisa. I came with my cousin Annabelle. She just hanged herself a few minutes ago.”

“I remember her!” Narcisa told her excitedly. “Her dance was rather thrilling! And now you’ve come down here to join her?”

“I guess so,” Louisa replied, not fully understanding what she was doing there.

A woman came by and made sure everyone had a set of handcuffs. Louisa politely thanked her. Narcisa just kept fanning herself with her hand as though she might faint.

Louisa was hesitant about the whole thing until their group of five was the next one to walk out onto the main floor. She just happened to be the last in line. But she didn’t falter as she stepped forward along with the others.

She glanced upward to see Annabelle still dangling up in the ceiling in her group of five. Soon she would be joining her. She wasn’t sure what the hell she was doing. But at least she wouldn’t be here when the planet went crazy as the moon crashed into it.

She stood trembling as each one in her group introduced themselves. When it was Narcisa’s turn, Louisa listened to the woman describe how she’d been overcome with excitement, and how she couldn’t wait to put on a dance of her own while joining the others. Narcisa got a round of applause as she noosed and then cuffed herself.

The microphone appeared right in front of her face. Morticia smiled kindly. Louisa took a deep breath before speaking…

“My name is Louisa. That’s my cousin up there in the pale yellow dress. She put on such a lovely dance that I thought I’d join her. I hope you folks don’t mind.”

There was enthusiastic applause. Louisa blushed as she nervously looped the dangling noose in front of her face around her throat. Then she slowly cuffed her wrists behind her back.

Morticia politely stepped out of the way. “All ready now?” Narcisa declared to the others, momentarily assuming leadership of the group. “On one… two… three…”

Louisa enthusiastically joined their voices as they loudly declared, “FUCK YOU, ANGRY MOON! LET’S DANCE!” Then they were pulled up into the air. Louisa felt her feet leave solid footing as an immediate strain of agony developed around her slender throat.

The pain was tremendous. It made her body do things she had no control over. A moment later, she was humping the air, cumming up a storm to the rapturous cheers and applause of the spectators until oblivion settled in and claimed her.

Her body would eventually join the others on the floor after it was all over until fully half of the gathered spectators had hanged themselves…


5/20/25 Inspired by VeraClaythorne’s AI creations. Based on Naxos’ “Angry Moon” scenario.

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A rich woman 4.1 (30)

Posted on December 22, 2025 by riwa

He watched a busty blonde named Lexi give lap dances in the tank at the Mermaid Lounge. He could not help noticing she always outlasted the men who got into the water with her.

One stayed down with her for nearly two minutes before he had to surface. But Lexi remained submerged for another full minute, proudly gyrating and touching herself before rising to the surface. It was clear she was a good breath-holder.

Next, he watched her perform in the Deep Solo tank. It was sixty feet down. Yet she was on the bottom for a good three and a half minutes doing a session with a dildo.

He watched through the observation window as Lexi slowly ascended to the surface after her performance. Afterwards, the other guests all murmured how erotic her masturbation session with the dildo had been. But that’s not what had caught his attention the most. That had been her ability to hold her breath for so long.

He went up and wrote a note which he gave to the waitress in the lounge. Then he waited at a table as he nursed his drink. Would she show?

Sure enough, Lexi came up to him a few minutes later in a robe and sat down. Then she told him, “Celia says you wanted to offer me a lot of money for a private performance in a specially built tank. What’s the catch?”

“No catch,” he replied. Then he smiled as he asked her, “Do you like having sex underwater? Would you like to get paid for it?”

“With whom?” she wanted to know. He smiled at her without speaking.

“You?” she asked dubiously as she pointed at him.

“Maybe.”

Lexi was unimpressed. “Can you hold your breath long enough?”

He motioned at the empty lap dance tank as he replied, “Would you care to find out?”

“It’ll cost you $500,” she told him arrogantly.

“Pretty expensive,” he murmured with a frown.

“That’s because I’m worth it.”

“Is that so? Well what if I can get you as much as ten grand?”

“Ten grand?” she repeated incredulously. “What are you made of: money?”

“I know a rich woman. She pays well for private performances. I’m asking you because you seem to be able to hold your breath for a long time.”

“Is that so?”

“Tell you what. I’ll try you out in the tank. If you outlast me, you’ll get your $500.”

Lexi remained dubious. “And if you should happen to outlast me?”

“I pay you nothing. But you agree to perform with me in another tank for this rich woman I know, no questions asked. She’ll pay you as much as ten grand if you can do a good enough job of fucking me underwater.”

“Pretty bold talk, if you ask me.”

“Care to find out by giving me an underwater lap dance? Or would you rather just forget the whole thing?”

“You’re on. I could always use another $500.”

—

He emerged at the top of the tank in a pair of green speedos. She came out in a white thong bikini. It made his dick stiffen at the sight of her before they’d even gotten wet.

They both climbed down into the water and clung to the top of the tank. “Remember,” Lexi reminded him. “$500 if I outlast you.”

“And nothing if I outlast you,” he replied with a smile. “Of course, in the end you’re liable to end up $10,000 richer.”

“I win either way?” she murmured in confusion. “Just who the hell are you??”

“Someone who’s going to be your greatest challenge.”

“We’ll just see about that.”

They both inhaled deeply. Then they submerged. The ankle weights took them all the way to the bottom of the tank.

He sat on a bench as Lexi started in. She sat in his lap and rubbed her ass up against his erection. His cock stiffened impressively in his speedos. As big and as long as he was, she decided she might not mind having sex with him underwater for some rich old lady, especially if it paid well.

She rubbed and ground against him as a few stragglers came over to watch the show before the lounge closed for the night. She bubbled as she teased the hell out of him. He smiled and bubbled as well, clearly enjoying her performance.

She was impressed when they passed two minutes. She’d never had a guy last this long before. So she redoubled her efforts, trying to make him cum so he might expend some of his breath and be forced to the surface.

Lexi reached three minutes, only to feel a growing strain in her lungs. But damn! He was still right there with her!

She really ground against his erection. Now there was a small crowd watching them. But she didn’t want this guy to outlast her. She’d built a reputation that she didn’t want him to destroy.

At three-thirty her lungs were really starting to heave. She was sure she could make it to four. But what if he was still down here with her??

Lexi pushed herself to four minutes. She could tell it was finally getting to him. But she was in worse shape.

She pushed herself longer and longer. She lost a mouthful of bubbles. Then she mentally cursed herself as she bailed, shooting up to the surface at four-thirteen as the guests all cheered the guy who’d outlasted her.

He came up five seconds later to applause from the remaining customers of the lounge. “Damn!” she muttered to herself.

“Where do you live?” he asked. “I’ll send someone to pick you up next Thursday night.”

She cursed him under her breath. Then she gave him her address. Afterwards, she sullenly climbed out of the tank, feeling humiliated she’d been beaten at holding her breath.

—

They both emerged together out of the dressing room. He led her over to the top edge of a large glass tank. She looked down at the fish moving about among the rock formations on the bottom.

“You see her?” he asked as he motioned down toward one glass wall and the room beyond.

She looked down until she thought she saw a naked woman standing back near one wall. There was a male in a pair of speedos waiting off to one side.

“Is that her?” she asked him as she started to feel a little bit nervous. Ten grand was a lot of money. She didn’t want to blow this opportunity, especially if it turned out to be legit.

“That’s her,” he told her. “Everything we do down there will be for her perverted pleasure.”

“Who’s the guy standing nearby?”

“That’s her fluffer,” he explained to her. “He’s there to help her achieve orgasm. They may or may not end up fucking before we’re through.”

“Just what the hell am I supposed to do?”

“Go down to the bottom and face her while holding your breath. I’ll do the rest.”

“Sounds easy enough,” Lexi replied.

She started taking big breaths before they both pulled down their goggles over their eyes. Then they submerged to the bottom of the tank together.

She was facing the rich woman when he came up behind her. Then he reached around and started groping her. His hands ended up touching her everywhere.

The rich woman stared at her through the glass as he caressed her breasts from behind. He groped and fondled her, massaging pleasure into her mounds. It made her nipples stiffen as she bubbled from the tingles.

Lexi felt his cock press up against her ass as he slid a hand down her stomach. He found her crotch and began rubbing and fondling. It elicited a few more bubbles out of her mouth and nose.

Her eyes locked onto the rich woman who was openly touching and fondling herself. Lexi bubbled as he slipped a couple fingers inside her and fingered her. He certainly knew how to turn a girl on.

He was slow and deliberate as she ground back against his erection. More and more she found herself looking forward to fucking him. This was turning out to be quite an enjoyable experience.

Lexi finally reached the point where her lungs started to strain. She needed to go up soon. But he just kept groping and fingering her.

She started to swim upward, only for him to grab her and hold on to her. It wasn’t long until her lungs really began to heave. That’s when she saw the rich woman’s eyes open wide as she touched herself even harder.

He finally let her go. Lexi bubbled as she shot up to the surface where she burst up panting like crazy. He surfaced alongside her a few seconds later.

She panted, “Why’d you keep me down so long?”

He motioned down at the rich woman as her told her, “She likes it; that’s why.”

“You trying to drown me or something?”

“If you want her to open up her purse strings, you’ll stay down for as long as necessary.”

For a brief moment, she thought about calling it a day and demanding he send her home. But she decided to keep going. Ten grand was a lot of money to her, and she was determined to do whatever she had to do to get it.

They both inhaled deeply. Then they returned to the bottom of the tank. This time he forced her to kneel, his cock right in her face.

She quickly got the message. But she started out slow, taking her time stroking and caressing him. If he could go nice and slow with her, she could go nice and slow with him.

Lexi watched the rich woman eye her lasciviously. That’s when her assistant obediently moved forward. He immediately started groping and pawing her as though trying to assist in making her horny.

Lexi bubbled as she cupped his balls. Then she licked bubbles along his shaft. She loved the way he twitched in her grasp.

She saw the rich woman rubbing and groping herself. Her attendant was also groping and pawing her. But her eyes remained glued to the action taking place inside the tank.

Lexi teased and fondled him as she bubbled. She concentrated on pleasuring him while holding her breath. Now she truly began to believe the longer she could stay down, the greater her chances of earning a good payout.

Her lungs had begun straining when she took the tip of his erection into her mouth. She teased and teased him as her stomach began to ripple. She had no idea how long he was going to keep her submerged. But she assumed he wasn’t going to drown her, certainly not before he got a good blowjob out of the deal.

Her lungs were on fire when he finally let her go. They went up to the surface and burst up panting together. “Well?” she gasped.

“She likes it,” he told her as he looked down at their host through the glass. “So far, so good.”

“Oh, I’m just getting started,” she told him with a coy smile.

“Good; she’ll like that.”

They inhaled deeply. Then they submerged together. Lexi went back down onto her knees and began teasing his cock again.

She licked the tip before taking him into her mouth. She licked and bubbled as she took him deeper and deeper. Now she was really looking forward to being fucked by him.

She slowly took him nice and deep. She kept working him further into her mouth until a bulge appeared down her throat. She took him all the way down until her lips brushed up against his balls.

She came off him before slowly taking him back into her mouth. She eased him all the way down her throat until it bulged again. She hummed as her lips brushed against his sensitive balls.

It was at that moment when her chest hitched as her lungs began to burn. He noticed it right away. That’s when he grabbed her by the back of her head.

He started thrusting harder and faster. It wasn’t long until he was causing her to gag up bubbles. He filled her throat as the rich woman furiously masturbated while her male attendant touched, groped and pawed her.

Lexi struggled to hold her breath as she started to panic a little. Had she overplayed her hand? What if that rich woman wanted him to drown her in here??

He abruptly let her go again. She shot up to the surface as he followed her up. Then they both burst up at the surface gasping loudly for breath.

“Kinda pushed me a little on that one; didn’t you?”

“You saw how much she was enjoying it; didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I did,” Lexi admitted. “What kind of woman gets off watching guys like you push the lungs of girls like me?”

“A rich one,” he replied with a hint of a smile.

They inhaled deeply before going back down. She knelt on the rocky bottom and took his cock back between her lips. This time he skull-fucked her until the rich woman was furiously masturbating again.

He suddenly pulled out of her mouth, bringing a few bubbles out along with his dick. Then he bent her over backwards. That’s when he split her legs and entered her.

She groaned and bubbled as he fucked her while groping her boobs. It felt incredible! Hell, this was almost worth not getting paid at all!

The male attendant was kneeling, working the rich woman’s slit as she cried out excitedly. Apparently their host was enjoying the spectacle. But Lexi had to admit she sure was enjoying it as well. She even arched her back, her body begging him to fuck her deeper.


He was nice and thick and long, a cock well above average. She hadn’t ridden too many this size. It was glorious!

It was a nice, steady fuck. Through the glass, she could see the rich woman thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. The male attendant was doing his best to pleasure her with his hands.

Lexi soon began feeling it in her lungs again. But she focused on her pleasure while pushing her way through. Now she was more than willing to stay down for as long as he wanted her to.

It felt so good that she couldn’t help clenching around the shaft thrusting in and out of her. Her stomach rippled as her chest heaved. She was so out of breath! But it felt like she was going to… going to…… CUUUUMMMM!

She shuddered as pleasure flowed hotly through her body. Her lungs felt like they were on fire. Was that why it felt so pleasurably intense?

He finally pulled out of her. She took that as the signal to head for the surface. But she needed a little help getting up there.

He assisted her until they came up panting wildly for breath. “I came hard that time!” she gasped.

“And our host loved it,” he told her with a smile. “Hell, you might even earn yourself a nice little bonus if you play your cards right. We’ll see what she wants when we get back down there; ok?”

“What she wants? What else does she want?”

“Are you ready?” She just nodded agreeably.

They inhaled deeply before going back down to the bottom of the tank. The rich woman was on her hands and knees. Her male attendant was right behind her, looking for all the world as though he was fucking her.

In the tank he pushed Lexi down onto her hands and knees until she was facing their host. Then he entered her from behind. She bubbled as she watched the rich woman hungrily looking back at her.

The male attendant appeared to pound the rich woman’s pussy. Lexi was not surprised at being brutally fucked from behind inside the tank as though to match her. She bubbled until it felt as though he was trying to fuck the very air out of her lungs.

The two women watched each other, one rich while the other one was forced to hold her breath. Lexi grunted and bubbled with each thrust. But it felt as though she wasn’t going to be able to hold her breath nearly as long this time.

Her lungs began to hitch again. But she remembered what had happened the last time. If she could just hold on a little while longer, she was sure to enjoy another breathlessly intense orgasm.

She bubbled as her chest heaved. The rich woman lustfully watched her as though wanting to see every second of her breathless torment. That’s when it swelled within her.

Her lungs heaved as Lexi went off from another powerful climax. She hitched and gurgled as her senses dimmed. Then she found herself totally out of breath.

He pulled out and guided her back to the surface until she came up panting tiredly for breath. “Damn!” she gasped. “That one was more intense than the last one! How’m I doing so far?”

“She likes it,” he assured her. “I think this next one might be our last time down. I’ll see what she’s doing to know whether or not you have a chance at receiving a bonus.”

“A bonus?” Lexi repeated enthusiastically. “Really??”

“Deep breath,” he warned. They both inhaled deeply. Then they submerged and made their way down to the bottom of the tank.

When they bottomed out, they saw the rich woman was riding the attendant’s dick in a reverse cowgirl position. She had a view of the tank. But the assistant didn’t unless he really tipped his head back.

The guy in the tank nodded as he guided Lexi down to her knees. Then he fucked her mouth again. She gagged up bubbles as his cock bulged down her throat.

It was incredibly erotic for her. Did this mean the rich woman wanted to see her swallow his load? Did she want to see it swirl out of her mouth? Well, she was certainly ready!

A moment later, he surprisingly pulled out and pushed her backward. Then he entered her again. They’d been in this position once before. But this time, she really appreciated the way his cock hit her just right as it filled her completely.

He pumped her good and hard. That’s when it occurred to her he hadn’t cum yet. Was this the position where he was going to fill her with his spunk?

She tipped her head back as he pounded her, fucking bubbles out of her mouth and lungs. She could tell the rich woman was going crazy watching them in the tank. Lexi hoped her little performance would indeed be worth a bonus.

He savagely groped her boobs as he fucked her. Gawd; it felt good! Then she felt her lungs begin to heave.

This next one was going to be a monster! Lexi could feel it in her lungs. He was really pushing her on this one!

He pumped her and pumped her until she couldn’t stand it any longer. Her lungs were empty when she suddenly bucked and shuddered. That’s when Lexi found herself cumming and cumming as her back arched violently.

Her lungs were empty; she needed to surface. That’s when she caught a glimpse of the rich woman cumming.

…and then she suddenly gulped and inhaled…

Lexi went into savage convulsions inside the tank as she clenched tightly around the shaft inside her. Gawd; she was cumming and drowning! But she couldn’t stop herself!

It hurt like hell as she kept hitching and gurgling. The last thing she saw was a glimpse of the rich woman screaming in orgasm. Then her senses abruptly shut down….

—

She awakened up on top of the tank just outside the dressing room. What the hell happened? Why did her chest hurt so much?

He was right there attending to her. He smiled as he slowly helped her to her feet. Then he got her into the dressing room.

He was with her as she took a shower, scrubbing her back and shoulders. Slowly she felt better. But her mind was kind of hazy.

She’d cum really hard that last time. Wait, had it really been a last time? Had she really drowned? Why couldn’t she remember?

He helped her until they were both dressed. Then they emerged out of the dressing room. That’s when he took her down to the limo that was awaiting her.

“Will I see you again?” she asked as he helped her inside.

“Maybe.”

“Hey, wait! What about my money?”

“The limo driver has it.” Then he closed the door and walked away.

The driver started up the vehicle and pulled away as she looked back. “Hey; wait a minute!” Then she looked forward to the driver and asked “You’ve got my money?” while wondering if she’d just been taken for a ride.

He reached over his shoulder and passed an envelope back to her. She took it and examined the contents.

Inside was a cashier’s check for twenty grand…

8/18/25 Inspired by the drawing made for Oeff by Roy Wolverine.

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A Nicole Club story (Part 2) 4.6 (37)

Posted on December 15, 2025 by riwa

A moment later, she felt a hand upon her shoulder. Nicole turned to see Sivanah standing there. The exotic beauty seemed more than a little unsettled.

“Trying to take my fiance back from me, are you?”

“F… fiance? You’re not married yet?”

“In three weeks. I’ll send you an invitation.” But the exotic beauty’s tone indicated said invitation would not be forthcoming.

Sivanah gave her a stern don’t-you-dare-say-a-word look before grabbing her man. “C’mon, Micah. There’s a room I want to show you. I think it’d be great for a bachelorette party. Maybe I can snuff one of the girls in there.” And with that, she started to pull him away.

He turned long enough to attempt to say goodbye, even as he was being forcefully pulled away. “Uh… good to see you, Nicole! One day we’ve got to catch up!”

“Maybe later, Micah. She’s a busy girl.” The words had come from Sivanah. She did not sound the least bit happy they’d seen each other.

Nicole watched them go. Then she went back to pick up the tray of empty glasses off the table. That’s when she thought she caught sight of Chadrone heading off toward the gambling section of the Club by himself. Strangely, he was acting as though he didn’t want to be seen.

PART 2

Nicole hauled the tray of glasses off to the kitchen. Then, out of curiosity, she went looking for Chadrone. She found him deep inside the casino portion of the facility playing one of the slot machines.

She walked up to him and smiled. “Did you enjoy your time with me in the sex room?”

“Oh hi, Nicole,” he replied as though noticing her standing there for the first time. “We had a great time. I really enjoyed myself.” Then he paused before sympathetically adding, “No hard feelings?”

Nicole decided to play nice and set his mind at ease. “It was my night to be available to our clients. I hope my presence was enjoyable for you both.”

“Oh, we had a hell of a good time. I really enjoyed having you in our room.”

He absentmindedly put a coin in the slot and pulled the arm without really paying any attention to the outcome. Then he turned toward her. “You know… if you’re still available, I’m kind of horny. I don’t know what they put in those drinks you guys serve.”

“Thank you,” she told him evenly, “but I’m no longer available.”

“Oh, I see. That’s too bad. I really enjoyed fucking you.”

“I’m glad I pleased you.” Then she looked around before adding, “So where’s Sivanah?”

“She’s, uh… well… to be honest, she’s meeting somebody else.”

“Meeting somebody else? You mean she doesn’t want you around?”

He looked uncomfortable as he told her, “Uh… something like that.”

Nicole paused. Then she decided to voice what she was wondering about. “Sivanah certainly seemed surprised at seeing me here at the Club.”

“Oh, don’t mind her, Nicole. You know her. She’s just being Sivanah.”

He paused for a moment. Then he leaned closer as he conspiratorially added, “You know? I think she really did want to snuff you in that room. But you would have been expensive as hell. Besides, I was paying for it. She can be quite the expensive bitch, you know. Fun… but quite the expensive bitch. You two have quite a history.”

Nicole thought about saying something further, but she didn’t. Besides, she was suddenly thinking about Micah. So she conspiratorially told him, “It’s probably a good thing you’re hiding out here among the slot machines, Chadrone. I’d be mighty careful poking my nose out in the main area if I were you. Certain… people… might see you. I’d hate for there to be a scene.”

He hesitantly asked, “You’re not going to tell anyone about me and, uh…” She just shook her head.

He let out what sounded like a sigh of relief. “You’re a good egg, Nicole.”

“He made his decision, Chadrone. Besides, what goes on in the private lives of our customers is none of my affair. I could be fired if I got too involved.”

He suddenly reached into his wallet. Then he pulled out a couple of hundred dollar bills and handed them to her.

“What’s this for?” she wanted to know. “I already told you I’m not going to say a word.”

“You deserve it,” he said evenly. “Sivanah didn’t want me to leave you a tip. I didn’t give you one off my pager. But I’m giving you one now. Here; take it.”

He left it in her hand. Then he walked off to another machine. Nicole called out, “Thank you, Chadrone!” He just waved a dismissive hand in her direction.

She had just started to turn away when he called out to her one last time. He lowered his head from some sort of embarrassment as he told her, “She really did want to snuff you in that room, you know. She didn’t want you telling anyone about me being here.” Then he turned and put another coin in a slot machine as though intently studying the impending results.

Nicole nodded with understanding. She was not at all surprised. Besides, she figured she should just be thankful she was still alive.

—

She took her tip and immediately headed off to see Mistress Chastity to report it. It was not registered with the pagers. So she wanted to make sure the Club co-owner knew all about it. After all, she wanted everything to be above-board. She liked working here.

When she eventually told her about it, Mistress told her to keep it all. After all, she deserved every penny. And besides, she’d earned it. She was just glad Chadrone had paid her what she was worth.

—

Nicole was in the back putting things away and getting ready to go home when she was paged. It was Priscilla. She told her she was needed in snuff-sex room three.

Nicole’s eyes opened wide. Wasn’t that the room Sivanah and Chadrone had used to fuck, electrocute, and then hang her? What was this all about? Priscilla wasn’t in any kind of trouble, was she?

She went back to the room, still dressed in her attendant’s outfit. When she opened the door, she was met with a red glow, indicating the presence of a popped sensor. But Priscilla didn’t seem to be the one acting all anxious about it.

She saw Sivanah sitting on the end of the bed. She was crying, her head in her hands. Micah was standing there staring down at her, a look of hurt and betrayal in his eyes.

“Is there a problem?” Nicole asked helpfully.

Sivanah looked up and saw her standing there. “Of COURSE there’s a problem!” she wailed. Then she flipped up her shirt, revealing a popped sensor. “A mistake; it’s got to be a mistake! You’ve got to explain it to Micah for me!”

Micah was not being sympathetic. He clearly suspected the worst. “How the fuck did your pregnancy sensor pop, Sivanah? We haven’t fucked in three days!”

“We haven’t had time, what with planning the wedding and all! Besides, it’s a mistake I tell you! The damned thing is faulty! Tell him, Nicole!” Her eyes were pleading.

Nicole instantly understood the situation. But she did not want to be held responsible for exposing the truth if she could help it. So she turned toward Priscilla and asked, “Can we confirm whether or not there’s been a mistake?”

The attendant looked at her for a long moment. Then understanding flashed in her eyes. “I’ll check,” Priscilla replied, her expression giving nothing away.

She walked over to the monitor. Then she began reviewing video information. “What are you looking for??” Sivanah cried out, on the verge of hysterics.

Priscilla finally pulled up a scene of Sivanah and Chadrone alone in a sex room. They were going at it all hot and heavy. The exotic beauty went pale as Micah’s face clouded over with anger.

“I can explain, Micah! It’s not what you think!”

Priscilla pulled up another scene, this time of the three of them in the snuff-sex room they were now in. Nicole was locked into the electric chair as Sivanah and Chadrone fucked each other. They were clearly enjoying themselves while jolting her.

“It’s not what you think, Micah! That video’s been faked!” That’s when the conversation in the room was played back…

Ok – ok!” Sivanah muttered unhappily. “I suppose we need to give her a break. Sure was fun watching her cum and suffer though; wasn’t it?”

“It certainly made me cum,” Chadrone agreed.

“Yeah,” the exotic beauty told him. “I know, because I felt you cum inside me.”

Sivanah blanched as Micah looked shocked. Then she wailed, “It’s not real! He didn’t cum inside me, Micah; he didn’t! Tell him, Nicole!”

For a moment, Micah wasn’t looking at his fiance. He was looking at the attendant who’d somehow managed to survive the encounter. “They did that to you??” he asked Nicole in utter disbelief.

Before she could respond, Priscilla pulled up the scene of them hanging Nicole while fucking each other and cumming together…

“Gawd; just look at her!” Sivanah panted as she enthusiastically rode Chadrone’s cock. “Kick for us bitch! Yes – yes!” Then Sivanah climaxed as Chadrone roared his release up inside her pussy.

The scene also included Sivanah talking about wanting to hang her while Chadrone explained how expensive it would be.

Priscilla stopped the playback. Micah was in disbelief. Sivanah was positively ashen at the discovery of her unfaithfulness, along with her attempts to silence the one who might have spilled the beans.

“I’m sorry,” Priscilla quietly told Nicole after having played back that particular scene. “I didn’t mean to intrude on the time you spent with your clients. But you did say you were looking for confirmation of any mistake on the part of the Club. Apparently no mistake has been made. Based on the evidence of having sex three different times, it would appear the sensor is functioning properly.”

“No apologies necessary,” Nicole replied. Then she turned to Micah and added, “Yes, I was here in this very room when all that happened. That’s me in the video.”

Priscilla turned toward Sivanah and Micah before helpfully adding, “There’s further video evidence after your attendant left the room if you need to see more.”

Sivanah put up her hands as though trying to ward off vampires or something. Then she turned toward her betrothed. “No… no… it’s not true! Micah, they made it all up! It’s trick photography, I tell you! I’m not… I mean, I can’t be preg–”

“You were cheating on me??” Micah thundered at his fiance in disbelief. “And you tried to hang Nicole in here to hide it from me??”

“Please!” Sivanah wailed. “I’ll make it up to you; I swear! I’ll do anything! I’m so sorry! I love you!”

Micah looked at Sivanah as though seeing her for the very first time. “Your ex-boyfriend,” he finally muttered in disgust as he shook his head. “You were in here with your ex-boyfriend this whole time.” Then he looked over at Nicole who was doing her best to appear to be a simple attendant helping to clarify a certain situation to one of her clients.

“I’ve been such a damn fool,” he finally sighed. “I can’t believe it. I’m such an idiot. All this time, and she never even loved me.”

Sivanah jumped up from the bed and grabbed him, desperate to rescue the situation. “Micah?? I swear I’ll make it up to you! I’ll do anything! You’ve got to get me out of this!”

Micah looked at her in disbelief. “Get you out of this??” Then he looked at Nicole before asking, “Is that even possible?”

The attendant shook her head. “From a popped sensor? No. That evidence would appear to be overwhelming. As for her disposal? Apparently she came in with that other gentleman. She’s on his pager. I suppose it’s up to him to decide as to how she’s to be executed.” It was difficult for her to keep from smiling at her former friend’s dilemma. But somehow, she managed.

Sivanah was horrified. “Executed? Nicole?? You BITCH! How can you say that?! We’re friends! You have GOT to get me out of this!” Then she turned toward Micah before blurting out, “Honey? Baby? You’ve got to help me! I love you!”

Her fiance stepped forward and grabbed her hand. At first, Sivanah must have thought he was trying to comfort her. A moment later, she was horrified when he all but ripped the engagement ring off her finger.

“MICAH???”

“It’s off! Our engagement is off! I’m not getting married to a corpse!”

She let out a wail of distress as he walked over to Nicole. His expression softened to one of deep regret. “I’m sorry, Nicole. I’m… I’m truly sorry…… for everything.”

She simply nodded without speaking. She was hurt, but he’d made his decision long ago. The thing is, she’d never anticipated receiving any kind of closure to their former relationship, much less one so utterly insane as this was turning out to be.

Sivanah still appeared to be in shock as she turned to them while sniffling, “But… but what about me??”

“You wanted to hang Nicole,” Micah told her. “As far as I’m concerned, that should be your fate.” Then he stormed out of the room.

“MICAH???”

She screamed his name at the closed door. But he never returned. Then she lowered her head into her hands and started sobbing again.

“What about her?” Priscilla quietly asked, pointing at a despondent Sivanah.

“Go check on Chadrone,” Nicole told her. “After all, she’s on his pager. He’s over in the casino part of the facility. See what he thinks.”

“I’ll be right back.” Then Priscilla went out the door and was gone.

Nicole turned toward Sivanah who was sniffling quietly. Then the exotic beauty looked up at her and wailed, “Nicole, you’ve got to DO something!”

“It’s out of my hands,” the attendant replied, holding her hands up to demonstrate her own helplessness at the current situation. “You fucked him, and your sensor popped. That would appear to be the end of the matter.”

Sivanah went from despair to anger in an instant. She pointed at Nicole as she yelled, “This is all your fault! You did this to me! I should have hanged you when I had the chance!”

“It’s not my pregnancy sensor that popped. Apparently, you two fucked before I even found you in the lounge. As much as you two have been going at it tonight, I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later.”

“Damn you! This is all your doing! That damned Micah! I don’t know what I ever saw in him!”

Nicole allowed a hint of bitterness in her voice as she replied, “Maybe it was the fact he wanted to marry me?”

Sivanah was unrepentant. “Well, it certainly looks like he’s all yours now, bitch!”

Nicole shook her head. “That ship sailed long ago,” she said evenly. The exotic beauty just glared at her.

Priscilla came back a few minutes later. “Where’s Chadrone?” Sivanah blurted out anxiously, no doubt hoping for a miracle. “Why didn’t he come back with you?”

The attendant didn’t answer. Instead, she went up to Nicole and whispered something into her ear. Nicole nodded at the news.

“What?” an angry Sivanah barked at them. “You bitches don’t have to hide anything from me. What’d he say?”

Nicole told her, “Apparently he doesn’t want the responsibility of making the choice. But he did tell Priscilla it would be fitting if the Club decided to hang you up on the Entertainment Stage for wanting to hang me. And since you’re on his pager, his word will have to do.”

Nicole walked over to the monitor and punched in a code. It activated the system indicating an execution was about to take place up on the Entertainment stage. Then she turned toward Sivanah and smiled pleasantly before telling her, “Please remove all your clothes.”

Sivanah glared at her. “Naked? You’re going to hang me naked up on that damned stage?”

“That’s the way you hanged me in here. I don’t think Chadrone is going to mind, especially the way he indicated you should hang the same way you hanged me.”

“Bitch! Do you have to take everything so damned literal?”

“Do you want our help getting undressed?” Priscilla asked as she ominously stepped forward to stand beside Nicole, letting the doomed girl know in no uncertain terms she would be lending her assistance if necessary.

Sivanah smiled evilly at the two of them. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you. Well, I’m not going to give you the satisfaction. You want all my clothes off? Fine!” Then she started to undress in a huff.

Priscilla went and retrieved a small length of rope before handing it over to the senior attendant. Meanwhile, Sivanah was out of her outfit in short order. Nicole glanced at her nudity before smiling inwardly, the rope now in her hands. Tonight’s spectators were in for a real treat.

She stepped forward, causing Sivanah to instinctively back away. “Is the Club going to get any trouble out of you?” Nicole asked professionally.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you. Actually, I’ll bet you’d just love that. But you’re never going to get that kind of satisfaction out of me.”

She spun around and defiantly brought her wrists up behind her back. “Go ahead, copper. Cuff my wrists… that is, if you’ve got the guts.”

“No handcuffs,” Nicole explained as she started in. “The metal leaves a mark. We’ve learned to tie wrists together using rope. And don’t worry, Sivanah. I’ve got the guts. I’ve done this before.”

“Bitch! I’ll just bet you have-Ow! Not so tight!”

“My apologies.”

“Damn you! You’re not the least bit sorry!”

Nicole finished securing Sivanah’s wrists behind her back. She motioned for Priscilla to take one arm as she took the other. Then they escorted her to the door.

“Taking me for a naked stroll, are we?” Sivanah was still being defiant as she added, “The least you two could have done was to get undressed to walk with me.”

“We’re not the ones being executed,” Nicole told her matter-of-factly as they took her out the door.

To begin with, they paraded her through a part of the casino. There was a soft, red glow that emanated from the ceiling. Thus, there were only a small number of dedicated gamblers remaining. The rest had already made their way toward the Entertainment stage, curious as to what was going to happen next.

A few caught sight of Sivanah’s natural beauty. They were promptly motivated to stop what they were doing to follow along. By the time the trio passed through the casino part of the club, most of the gamblers had been lured away from their machines and tables to follow along.

“I’ll bet you’re just loving this, aren’t you,” Sivanah snorted in disgust as they headed for the stage.

“I would, but I have to be professional about this,” Nicole explained to her.

“Maybe so. But you’re still gonna love seeing me up onstage; am I right?”

“I’ll certainly make it a point to have a good view of your hanging, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Bitch! We should have fried you! No, we should have hanged you! I’m never going to make that mistake again.”

“You sure won’t,” Nicole agreed.

Sivanah just glared at her… “Ha-ha; very funny!”

The hallway opened up to a view of the Entertainment stage. A large crowd had gathered. Many of the spectators turned to watch them as they drew nearer.

Sivanah stiffened when she caught sight of the gallows. She instinctively hesitated, causing Nicole and Priscilla to muscle her forward. “Fuck!” she breathed with growing anxiety. “I never knew there were this many bitches and bastards in the club, much less those eager to watch me swing.”

“Hangings are very popular around here,” Nicole told her.

“Yeah; I’ll just BET they are.”

They walked her right up to an official-looking woman in full attendant’s garb. Monique smiled at them as she looked at Sivanah’s popped sensor. Then she gave her a good going over with her eyes.

“My, but you’re a beauty,” she observed admiringly.

“I’m the best thing this Club has ever seen,” the exotic beauty haughtily replied. “Hanging me is a waste.”

“Let’s see if she freaks out now,” Priscilla said under her breath toward Nicole. But it was loud enough for Sivanah to hear.

“Bitch,” she murmured back. “I’ll bet you’d just love that, wouldn’t you. Well I’m not going to give you that kind of satisfaction.” Then she looked right at Monique as she defiantly declared, “Is this where I get to hang in front of a live audience?”

“It is,” Monique told her proudly. Then she addressed the two attendants as she told them, “Thank you so much, Ladies. I’ll take it from here.”

“Nice seeing you again, Sivanah,” Nicole told her pleasantly.

The exotic beauty glared daggers at her. Then Nicole stepped back with Priscilla. They took up a position not too far from the edge of the platform while making sure the spectators standing around them had an unobstructed view.

The two attendants watched as Monique led Sivanah over to the gallows. There were some steps behind it which the executrix used to walk the condemned up toward the dangling noose over the trap. Sivanah let out a gasp, her defiance faltering as the coil framed her face. But she said nothing.

Nicole put two and two together. Then she quietly murmured to Priscilla, “Was it you who sent that message to Chadrone’s pager about it being so expensive to snuff me?”

“I didn’t do wrong, did I?” her companion murmured back.

“No,” Nicole replied. “But I do owe you my thanks, along with a very expensive dinner.”

“It was my pleasure,” her companion told her. “I couldn’t let that bitch snuff you… not like that.”

“Well, don’t be surprised if Mistress Chastity also thanks you personally. I suspect she feels she owes you a debt of gratitude as well.” Priscilla blushed in reply.

Monique made a show of noosing the exotic beauty as the spectators instinctively moved closer to the platform. The executrix touched the condemned as though holding her steady. It was clear she was admiring the form of the woman she was about to hang.

Sivanah inhaled sharply as the situation began to set in. She started trembling as she looked out into the crowd. That’s when she reacted upon seeing someone.

“Chadrone?” she gasped, loud enough for those close to the platform to hear her. “He’s… he’s not even coming to help me!”

“There’s nothing he can do for you now,” Monique explained. “Try to remain calm. It’ll all be over soon.”

“I… I can’t believe he let this happen to me!” It sounded like panic was starting to rise within her.

Monique began caressing her all over. Perhaps she was trying to calm her. Or maybe she was simply enjoying feeling up such an exotic beauty.

“She’s certainly enjoying groping and pawing her,” Priscilla quietly observed to her companion.

“It’s not everyday she gets someone so lovely to string up,” Nicole replied. “I’ll give Sivanah that much. She was always much too pretty for her own good.”

“Micah??” Sivanah called out as she looked out into the crowd. “Micah, you’ve got to come up here and save me!”

Her words caused some spectators to crane their necks, looking for whom she was addressing. Nicole did not bother to look around. Her focus remained fixed upon what was happening up on the gallows.

Monique caressed the exotic beauty’s naked body all over. She even rubbed her breasts. Then she rubbed between her crotch, noting how wet she’d become.

Sivanah anxiously cried out, “Chadrone?? Micah??”

“Oh, honey,” Monique purred at her. “Is this all too much for you? Shall I get you a hood?”

Sivanah blinked in surprise as though being slapped in the face. “A… a hood?”

“So you don’t have to see everyone watching you. I’ve got one over by my station.”

Sivanah blinked again. She caught sight of Nicole and Priscilla watching. Both attendants were almost smirking at her.

Her features hardened as her defiance returned. She took a deep breath. Then she boldly told the executrix, “I don’t need a damn hood. They want to watch me swing? Then let’s get this damn thing over with.”

“Confident arrogance,” Monique observed with a smile. “I like that in the condemned.”

“Well, you’ll get plenty of that out of of me,” Sivanah retorted, her defiance growing stronger.

“Yes, and a lot more, no doubt,” the executrix told her as she fingered her dripping slit.

Sivanah winced and stiffened. Then she looked at Monique and stammered, “D-damn you!”

“Enjoy the ride, honey,” the executrix told her as she went over to the left upright brace.

“Ladies and gentlemen?” she loudly called out. “I give you… the hanging of Sivanah.” And with that she touched some sort of release along the brace.

The trap promptly folded downward, as Monique had decided not to delay or prolong things. Sivanah abruptly dropped. But she hit the end of the rope before she’d fallen much more than a foot or so.

The coil immediately tightened around her throat, severely restricting her breath. Then she actively began fighting the noose. She clearly did not appreciate the rope cutting off her airway.

At that moment, all defiance bled away. Sivanah was terrified she couldn’t get much air down her windpipe. And her neck hurt like hell!

All those faces… everyone was watching her! They were all looking at her! But she did not detect a sympathetic expression among any of them.

Her legs pedaled as she scanned the crowd. Then she found Chadrone. He was smiling… SMILING at her! Why wasn’t he getting her down???

Over there… there was Micah. Apparently he’d stuck around to witness her hanging. Her mind cried out for him to get her down and that she loved him, even though she clearly didn’t. If he was heartbroken, he was trying hard not to show it. In fact, there was very little sympathy in his features.

Sivanah felt it in her crotch from when that bitch had fingered her. Then it swelled until she started humping the air. Gawd; she was cumming! They were all watching her as she was cumming!

There stood Nicole and that other attendant. Neither one showed her any sympathy. In fact, they both seemed to be caught up in the lewdness of her dance.

Damn them! Damn that Nicole! She should have hanged her to death! Now the bitch was getting off watching her suffer! Oh, how it hurt!

Panicked, her body instinctively kicked without any control from her brain. Then she saw Chadrone, causing her mind to cry out, “Damn you; you’ve got to get me down from here!” But the look on his face indicated he was sadistically enjoying the spectacle.

No… NO! It hurt too much! She would do anything… beg, grovel, plead… whatever it took! She couldn’t breathe; her lungs were screaming in her chest!

All those faces… they were all gawking at her! Some were swooning, some were clearly aroused. A couple of females were touching themselves, while a few males appeared to be sporting bulges.

MICAH, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE! I LOVE YOU! CHADRONE, GET ME DOWN AND I’LL FUCK YOU ANYWHERE! NICOLE, I’LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! I’LL EVEN RIDE THAT DAMNED CHAIR FOR YOU! JUST GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!

She humped and shimmied until she climaxed again, this time squirting her pleasured agony out of her slit. Then she hung limp, her head tilted to one side from the knot. That’s when the executrix walked up to her.

“Such a lovely dance,” Monique cooed at her. Then she started touching and caressing her all over. Sivanah mentally begged her to get her down, especially since she was losing feeling in her legs.

She felt a hand in her crotch. Then she felt fingers wriggling inside her. Her body reacted as she humped a little.

She saw Nicole and Priscilla, both attendants watching in breathless excitement. Chadrone looked sexually aroused. Micah watched impassively, although she thought she saw a flicker of some sort of satisfaction in his expression.

Sivanah was dimly aware of hands groping her, of fingers wriggling inside her. “For you, honey,” Monique affectionately told her in a low voice. “Such a lovely dance.”

She clenched and shuddered. Pleasure… she wanted all the pleasure she could obtain. But it was replaced with never-ending pain as her vision spiraled inwardly around the edges. Then she was cumming all over Monique’s hand without realizing it… cumming into oblivion and beyond… her body cumming as her heart slowed and then stopped.

Sivanah never felt Monique pull her fingers out of her slit; never saw the executrix lovingly suck the fluids off. She never heard her proudly declare, “Ladies and gentlemen… the hanging of Sivanah!”

She never heard the roar of the crowd, nor did she acknowledge their cheers and applause. She would never know the thrill and excitement experienced by everyone watching. And she never saw Micah turn and abruptly leave the club.

She never got to see Nicole and Chadrone cross paths a few moments later. She never heard the attendant ask if he was horny and whether or not he was still interested and that she was now off the clock. She would never learn they would go off to a sex room and fuck for a couple of hours, the image of her dancing nude so fresh in their minds that they wanted to keep going at it until they exhausted themselves.

3/8/25

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The apartment hunk 4.3 (27)

Posted on December 8, 2025 by riwa

Mark was the stud of the apartment complex. All the women who lived there were attracted to him, whether they were married or not. And Sondra counted herself as one of them.

She did not approach him directly, however. She was much too shy to do that. Besides, she greatly feared rejection, believing she was out of his league.

Day by day, she watched as woman after woman came on to him at the apartment pool. Sometimes they would get into the water with him and go for a swim together. That’s when Sondra noticed how familiar they would often become with him.

One of the things she noticed was the way Mark did a lot of submerging and breath-holding. The women always went down with him as though they were competing with him. But he always came up last, long after they’d become winded and had surfaced ahead of him

She had a view into the pool from her second story apartment window. Late at night, she would often look down at the water. There was almost always somebody in it.

She often saw Mark in the water. When he was alone, she noticed he spent a lot of time holding his breath. He seemed to have incredible lung capacity.

Sometimes, Sondra saw him with someone who’d been pursuing him earlier that day. They would kiss and flirt. Then they would submerge together. But the women always came back up before Mark did.

There was very little illumination shining into the water. But when the moon was full, she could tell there was some sort of activity taking place underwater. It made her jealous to contemplate what exactly might be going on down there.

Earlier that day, she’d noticed his most recent swim partner, a married woman named Verusia. She had really come on to him as Sondra watched while she lounged by the pool. She was just close enough to pick up some of their conversation.

Mark had asked her how long she could hold her breath. When Verusia had seductively replied, “Long enough” they had both gotten into the water and had spent quite a bit of time near the bottom of the pool. Sondra’s jealousy had once more reared its ugly head.

She knew what was coming after that. There was almost always a late-night encounter after some woman had come on to him during the day. So that night, Sondra enviously watched from her window.

Sure enough, they arrived separately after midnight and slipped into each other’s arms. They spent some time doing a little necking and heavy petting. Then they got into the water.

There was not much light, other than some illumination reflecting out of the nearby apartment windows with the curtains closed. Sondra saw what looked like a lot of bubbles coming up. Mark and Verusia looked like they were staying down for a really long time.

Once again, she found herself wondering just what exactly they were doing down there. Her angle was such that she couldn’t see them at the very bottom of the deep end. She suspected it was something naughty though, and her lady parts tingled at the thought.

She finally decided to try timing them. Once, they were down over two and a half minutes. Another time, they made it pretty close to three.

They finally climbed out of the water and called it a night. They embraced and kissed before they each went to their separate apartments. Sondra could only imagine what they’d been up to.

—

A couple days later, Sondra and Verusia were lying next to each other in a couple of loungers by the pool. Mark came out and gave the married woman a big smile before diving into the deep end. Three females in their early twenties immediately dove right in after him, and were soon all over him. They were just far enough away that the conversations were unintelligible.

Verusia humphed in disgust. “Just look at them,” she observed aloud. “They’re throwing themselves at him!”

Sondra wanted to tell the woman that was the exact same thing she’d done a couple days ago. But she bit her lip. Instead, she casually asked, “You think they’ll get his attention?”

“Oh, they’ll try. They all want a shot at him. And he’ll play along, of course. But ultimately, he’s got some pretty high standards.”

This intrigued Sondra. She thought maybe she could get some valuable information out of Verusia concerning the apartment hunk. So she nonchalantly asked, “Oh? What kind of standards?”

The woman went silent as they watched Mark submerge. He was immediately followed by all three young women. Bubbles soon started coming up.

“You see that?” Verusia remarked. “They all went down with him. But for him, it’s all about how long they can hold their breath.”

“Why is that?” Sondra wanted to know.

Verusia looked all around as though making sure no one was looking. Then she leaned closer. “Wanna know a secret about Mark?”

Sondra conspiratorially leaned a little closer. “Really? What secret?”

“He told me he can’t cum unless he’s underwater holding his breath. So he always does it underwater.”

“Does what?” Sondra asked while feigning ignorance and naivety, even though she was already starting to get the idea.

“Being sucked and fucked.”

“Oh, really?”

It was as though a light bulb had suddenly gone off inside her. Sondra felt that really explained a lot. It even explained why Mark would go out and use the pool late at night all by himself.

Verusia humphed again as she motioned her head at the deep end. “That’s why those girls aren’t going to get anywhere with him. Just look! They can’t hold their breath worth a damn!”

“I would think he’d want to get sucked and fucked by anyone who was willing,” Sondra mused thoughtfully.

“Not Mark,” Verusia replied, unhappily sounding as though she had first hand experience. “Oh, he’ll see how long they can hold their breath. And he’ll openly flirt with them. But that’s about as far as it’s ever gonna go.”

“How do you know?”

Verusia turned and looked at her for a long moment. Then she leaned closer and murmured, “Can you keep another secret?”

“Of course,” Sondra murmured back as she leaned even closer.

“I had a go at him a couple nights ago. But I could only stay underwater for about three minutes. He let me suck him at the bottom of the pool. But I couldn’t get him to cum. He said he has to be under four minutes or longer. So I finally gave up and got out of the pool.”

Sondra nodded understandingly while remembering what she’d seen that night. The woman had been all over him, both before and after their swim together. Verusia was obviously trying to make herself look good.

They lapsed into silence and watched as the girls in the pool played with Mark. But it was obvious none of them could remain submerged longer than a minute or so. Jealous though she was, Sondra decided she had nothing to worry about from any of them.

—

That night, Sondra went back out in her yellow bikini after the sun had gone down. It was dark, and the pool was empty. It all but guaranteed she would be alone and would not embarrass herself.

She quietly waded down into the water. Then she submerged and swam toward the deep end. She tried holding her breath over by the ladder, but she wasn’t down very long.

She tried again and again. But she just couldn’t seem to stay down long. Worse, she hadn’t brought a watch out to time herself. So she gave up, figuring it was a hopeless task.

That night after midnight, she was lying awake in bed. So she got up and looked outside. That’s when she saw Mark out in the pool by himself.

She timed him as she discreetly watched from her window. By his third breath-hold, he was staying down well over four minutes. Incredible!

What was he doing down there all by himself? Sondra gave it some thought until an answer came to her. Could it be? Was it possible he was getting himself off?

—

The next day, she decided not to go out to the pool like she usually did. She didn’t want to see any other women coming on to the apartment hunk. She knew she didn’t have a chance with him anyway.

That night after dark though, she could not resist going out to the pool by herself for another try. She even took a watch out with her. It wasn’t waterproof, but it had a little light that displayed the time.

She left it by the pool ladder in the deep end. Then she filled her lungs and submerged. Sondra held onto the bottom of the pool ladder, pretending Mark was down there holding his breath with her.

She imagined him kissing her. It made her lady-parts tingle just thinking about it. Then heaving lungs sent her back to the surface.

She came up spewing bubbles. Sondra burst up gasping as quietly for breath as possible. Then she checked her watch.

It showed she’d been down for over a couple of minutes. The number should have been encouraging. Instead, it depressed her.

Sondra didn’t think it was possible for her to reach four minutes. But she’d seen Mark doing it the night before. What might he do with her at the bottom of the pool if she could only match his time underwater?

Sondra decided to try another one. So she went back down and held her breath, doing her best to push herself. When she came back up, her time was just over two twenty.

More improvement. So she tried again. The next time down got her up past two thirty-five. But she was tired and decided to quit, thinking she was never going to make it.

—

The next day she was back at the pool. She was in a blue bikini when Mark came out and went for a swim. He immediately attracted a couple more girls, who clearly wanted to swim and play with him. It made Sondra jealous as hell.

—

Envy made her go back out to the pool that very night after dark. This time, she was in her pink bikini. She loved the color; for some reason it gave her added confidence.

She quietly made her way out to the deep end and placed the watch on the side of the pool near the ladder. This time, she was determined to break four minutes. But her first time down resulted in her barely making two.

Determined, she tried again and again. She kept pushing herself until straining lungs would send her back up. On her last one, she finally broke three minutes.

Getting to that fourth minute seemed hopeless. But she decided to try another one. Sondra was determined to see just how long she could stay down.

She filled her lungs before going back down. This time, she really pushed herself until she had straining lungs. Her stomach kept rippling, but she just grunted as she refused to go back up.

Her chest heaved painfully until she got dizzy, ending her time on the bottom. She shot back up, her breath spewing out past her lips. She checked her watch and discovered she’d actually made three twenty-one.

She suddenly heard movement in the water. When she turned to have a look, her face went beet red. Mark was swimming toward her in a pair of green speedos.

He quietly swam up to her, a friendly smile on his face. “Hi, Sondra. What are you doing out here? It looks to me like you were doing a little breath-holding.”

She blushed again, hoping all the while it was too dark for him to notice. But she decided to tell him the truth. “I am out here holding my breath. My watch is right over there” and she pointed at it. But she found herself mentally pleading for him not to ask why.

He looked at her and then over at the watch lying by the side of the pool. “Oh, really? What time have you gotten up to?”

“Right now, I’m at three twenty. But it’s really, really hard.”

He smiled kindly at her. “You just have to relax and enjoy yourself,” he explained. Then he paused before adding, “Would you like me to show you?”

Sondra wanted to scream out with delight in the affirmative. But she suddenly found that she couldn’t speak. So she nodded excitedly, feeling like a foolish little schoolgirl.

Mark started taking long, deep breaths. Sondra followed his lead. Then they both inhaled deeply before submerging.

They went down to the bottom where Mark grasped onto the very bottom of the pool ladder. His feet were barely touching the pool floor. Sondra grabbed onto the other side, her feet dangling well off the bottom.

She watched as he closed his eyes and concentrated. So she did the same. It was such a thrill having him hold his breath with her that she really had to work to calm herself down.

She didn’t know how long they were down there when she finally opened her eyes. Mark was lightly caressing the bulge in his speedos. There was just enough illumination for Sondra to notice how large it had become. It gave her an erotic jolt something fierce.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked over at her. She didn’t want to alienate him or anything. So she sheepishly started touching herself as well.

It surprised her how good it felt. It also surprised her the way he smiled warmly at her. It made her stomach go all gooey inside.

Sondra tried to smile back at him. But she kept glancing down at his member and the way he was caressing it. She simply couldn’t believe how horny she’d become.

She felt it in her lungs, a growing need to breathe. She tried to push herself until she started losing a few bubbles. Mark smiled as he watched her, still touching himself the entire time.

She finally shot up to the surface, spewing her breath away. She popped up panting heavily, hoping her loud gasps wouldn’t awaken the whole apartment complex. Then she checked her watch. It said she’d fallen a mere thirteen seconds shy of her goal.

Mark came up panting quietly. He saw the watch in her hand and smiled. “So how did you do?”

“I… I almost made four! I… I can’t believe it!”

His eyes twinkled as he asked, “You wanna go back down and try for four?”

Sondra almost melted as she quietly confessed, “I wanna do four so badly!”

Her heart was racing a mile a minute. She couldn’t believe she was about to ask it. But it came out of her mouth before she could stop it…

“Mark, could you… I mean… would you help me… I mean, really help me?”

“When you say ‘help you’, what do you mean?”

She was going to take it back until she saw something encouraging in his expression. Her heart hammered in her chest as she spontaneously kissed him. She felt him return it passionately, and it made her light-headed.

When they parted, she was panting heavily for breath. All she could say was, “I, uh… what I mean to say is that I, uh… I want you to… to really, really help me.”

She could tell by the way he looked at her that he had just made the connection. “Are you sure?” She just gulped and nodded.

Mark smiled at her. “You’re gonna want to get a really big breath for this one then. Ok?” She nodded again, her heart beating fast.

They both took a few deep breaths. Then they inhaled deeply before submerging. They headed for the bottom as Sondra wondered how this was going to work out.

She tried to calm herself as they each grabbed the bottom of the ladder. Then she carefully reached for his suit with her right hand and pulled it aside, freeing his erection. Her eyes opened wide at the size of it.

She slowly took him into her mouth, savoring it. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening! Then she reminded herself that she had to pace herself or she was going to go back up way too early.

She gave him the best underwater blowjob of her life. She’d sucked cock before, so she knew what she was doing. But she really wanted Mark to enjoy it.

He was really stiff in her mouth. It felt absolutely wonderful. Sondra felt giddy she was actually sucking the cock of the hunk of the apartment complex.

She thought about making him cum in her mouth. In fact, she kind of wanted to make him cum in her mouth. But what she really wanted was to feel him cum inside another part of her body more than anything else in the world.

She came off his cock, rose up and kissed him on the lips. It was a passionate embrace, which he readily returned. She could not keep from moaning into his mouth.

He slowly turned her around as they were kissing until they parted. Her back was to him as he reached down and carefully pulled her suit aside. Then he slowly slid his erection up into her.

Sondra groaned up bubbles; it felt so good. He held onto her suit as he thrust up into her. She grabbed his arm with one hand as she tweaked her nipple through the fabric of her suit with the other.

She closed her eyes and luxuriated in the feeling. Gawd; it felt good! She was actually being fucked by the apartment hunk at the bottom of their apartment pool!

Sondra felt a growing strain in her lungs. But she fought it off. She wanted to stay down long enough for him to cum inside her, even if she had to drown to do it!

It felt wonderful the way he pumped her, his cock going deep inside her. She could tell she was going to cum. But she tried to hold it back, wanting Mark to cum first. But could she hold her breath long enough?

He began pumping harder and faster. She felt her lungs really start to heave. But she wanted to stay down… she had to stay down!

He pumped harder… faster. It swelled within her until she just couldn’t hold it back. That’s when Sondra let out a bubbly cry of pleasure.

She was just coming down off her plateau, her lungs on fire, when she felt his warm seed pump into her. It made her shudder again until she became dizzy as hell. Bubbles freely flowed out of her mouth, as she was unable to hold her breath any longer.

Was she going to drown? For a moment, Sondra didn’t care. It would all be worth it.

Sondra suddenly found herself up at the surface, gasping madly for breath. Mark was right there with her. She struggled to get her breath back until she finally panted, “Gawd, I… I felt you cum inside me!”

He kissed her deeply, giving her a lot of tongue. Then he whispered, “I gotta go now.” That’s when he started to climb the ladder, disappointing the hell out of her.

He suddenly paused. Then he turned back to look at her before quietly asking, “See you tomorrow night?” Sondra blinked in happy surprise before nodding her head.

He smiled as he climbed out of the pool. He walked over, gathered up his towel and headed for the exit. She followed him with her eyes until he disappeared around a corner.

Sondra let out a happy sigh. She allowed herself to slip under the surface, bubbling happily. Then she came up, grabbed onto the ladder and slowly got out of the water.

She all but floated back to her apartment, her body thrumming with delicious aftershocks…

4-5-24 Inspired by JustPaul’s render.

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A Nicole Club story 4.2 (30)

Posted on December 1, 2025 by riwa

Nicole was serving drinks when she caught sight of someone in the lounge she never expected to see again. It was someone who’d once been an old friend of hers. But circumstances had totally changed since then.

Tonight, it was her turn to be available to the clients for anything they wanted from her of a sexual nature. She was also supposed to make sure everyone was served drinks when she wasn’t busy in a sex room. So she put on her best smile before going over to their table.

“What can I get you folks?” she asked pleasantly.

The exotic beauty sitting there did a double-take upon seeing her. “Nicole? Is that you??”

“It’s been awhile, Sivanah; hasn’t it?”

“It certainly has,” her rival in love replied. Then she motioned at the handsome young man sitting in the booth across from her.

“Chadrone? You remember Nicole, don’t you? She’s an old friend of mine. We go way back.”

He looked at her and smiled. “Nice seeing you again, Nicole.”

“Likewise,” the attendant replied, trying to sound pleasant.

She immediately recognized Chadrone as an old boyfriend of Sivanah’s. It was interesting the way the woman did not want to remind her of who he had been at one point in time. So she did not end up with Micah after all, despite all the effort she’d put into obtaining him. Figures.

“What can I get you folks?”

They placed an order for some drinks. Nicole smiled politely. “I’ll be right back.” Then she left to fill their order.

She felt some of the old, unpleasant feelings well up inside her as she got their drinks. But she tried to stuff them back down. That had been years ago. It was pointless to harbor resentments. Besides, they were Club customers now. And customers had to be treated with utmost respect.

She returned with their drinks. “Please join us,” Sivanah requested with a false smile while patting the spot right next to her.

On this night, Nicole was not permitted to decline. So she politely sat down. “How can I assist you folks tonight?”

“Chadrone and I were just talking. Are you free tonight?”

“I am at your disposal,” Nicole told them, knowing there were cameras on her that were picking up their conversation. If she were to decline, Mistress Chastity would not be happy about it.

“Excellent!” Sivanah gushed. “Chadrone was wondering if we had ever experimented back in our university days. I suggested we invite you to join us in a room, just to show him exactly what we were capable of back then.”

Nicole winced inwardly. She would have been more than willing to engage in any kind of sexual activity with anyone else at the Club. Of all the people to ask her to join them, why did it have to be this bitch? And on her night to sexually service customers!

She pushed her feelings aside. An attendant had to be prepared to engage in any activity with any of the customers on her night of availability. So she politely told them, “Tonight, I am at your beck and call.”

Chadrone smiled devilishly as Sivanah excitedly blurted out, “Perfect! It’ll be just like old times!”

“Perhaps it will,” Nicole told her pleasantly. But she was already starting to get a very bad feeling about all of this.

—

They ended up in snuff-sex room 3. Somehow, Nicole wasn’t the least bit surprised. Was it possible Sivanah still harbored anger and resentment toward her after all these years?

The exotic beauty started out by making the attendant kneel, open his fly, and then suck on Chadrone’s cock. Nicole gave it everything she had. She knew full well of the cameras that were recording them. Showing less than 100% enthusiasm with a client was a definite no-no.

“She was a good cocksucker back in our school days,” Sivanah admitted to her old boyfriend as she undressed. “What to you think of her now?”

“She hasn’t lost a beat,” Chadrone sighed happily.

It was a remark that set well with the Club attendant. Nicole had always prided herself on her sexual skills. It was one of the many reasons why Mistress Chastity valued her as an attendant.

“Well, now I think it’s my turn,” Sivanah said with a devilish smile, pulling Nicole toward her as she sat naked upon the end of the bed. “Help yourself to her back end, baby.”

Nicole was undressed and then forced to lick the crotch of the one woman she probably disliked most in the entire world. But that did not slow her down in the slightest. She vigorously applied herself as though she was licking Mistress Chastity herself.

“Gawd… ahhh… FUCK! Damn, bitch; you’re just as talented as ever!” There was a hint of grudging admiration in her tone.

Nicole accepted the compliment gracefully. But she suspected Sivanah was not at all pleased at being forced to admit to being pleasured so well by her.

In response, the attendant redoubled her efforts as she was pounded from behind until the exotic beauty climaxed in her mouth. At the same time, Chadrone roared out his release into her pussy. “Give her a good load up her cunt!” Sivanah gasped breathlessly. “I wouldn’t mind popping her sensor and getting to watch an execution.”

“We’ll just have to wait and see about that,” Chadrone told her with a grin. “She certainly took all my spunk.”

“Make sure you give her more.” Then Nicole grunted as the bitch really forced her head down into the exotic beauty’s crotch.

“Fuck yeah!” Sivanah replied when she finally pulled Nicole’s head away. “Now let’s pack all that cum deep inside her and watch her fry as we fuck like bunnies.”

Chadrone certainly seemed agreeable as he told her, “That’d be cool!”

Nicole could not help inhaling with alarm as they took her over to the electric chair. Sivanah brutally impaled her upon both posts as Chadrone helped hook her up. “Enjoy the ride, sweetie,” the exotic beauty told her.

Sivanah noticed the strap for the neck. “Ooh, a garrote! Fried and strangled; a double delight!” Then she made sure the strap was nice and tight around Nicole’s neck.

The attendant was tightly secured in place, with probes up her holes and wires connected to her nipples and clit. Her two clients adjourned to the bed where Sivanah started sucking Chadrone’s cock. Then the exotic beauty gleefully turned on the juice.

Nicole whimpered and jolted in the chair. She writhed and whimpered as her clit and nipples were painfully jolted. Then the strap tightened ominously around her throat.

“Watch her strangle as she fries!” Sivanah gasped with utter delight. That’s when Chadrone entered his lover from behind so they could watch together. Nicole just rasped for breath as the current jolted her again and again while the probes fucked her holes.

Her clients ended up fucking the daylights out of each other. But they showed no remorse for the agony the attendant was going through. That’s when Nicole began to wonder if perhaps she was servicing her very last clients here at the Snuff Club.

She’d ridden the chair many times before; all the attendants had. So it was something she was accustomed to. Mistress Chastity enjoyed putting her through her paces.

Normally, she kind of enjoyed it, although the orgasms could be rather painful. But seeing her former friend’s cruel enthusiasm made this particular session feel all the worse. Sivanah seemed intent upon raising the power to lethal levels.

Nicole suffered in the chair until she experienced her first climax. The chair was powered down until she was allowed to breathe. Then the current was turned back up until she shuddered and jolted in the chair again, the strap around her neck all but cutting off her breath.

At that moment, Chadrone’s pager suddenly went off. He reached over to have a look. That’s when his eyes flashed in surprise and alarm.

He reached over and took the remote from Sivanah’s hands, powering the chair back down. “Hey!” the exotic beauty protested. “Just when it was getting good!”

“Give her a break, will ya?”

“Look at all the cums she’s having!” Then Sivanah took it back and powered things up again.

By this time, the suffering attendant was all but convinced the bitch was going to snuff her while they were lustfully fucking each other. That’s when Chadrone took the remote back and powered her all the way down. The thrusting probes shut off as the strap eased considerably around her throat, letting her breathe again.

Ok – ok!” Sivanah muttered unhappily. “I suppose we need to give her a break. Sure was fun watching her cum and suffer though; wasn’t it?”

“It certainly made me cum,” Chadrone agreed.

“Yeah,” the exotic beauty told him. “I know, because I felt you cum inside me.”

They got up from the bed, beads of sweat having broken out all over their naked bodies. Then they came over and unhooked her from everything, although Sivanah appearing to be quite reluctant about it. Then they pulled her out of the chair, with Nicole limp as a wet rag.

“Can we keep her around a little while longer?” the exotic beauty asked.

Chadrone checked his pager. “Sure; I suppose so.”

“Great!”

About that time, another attendant by the name of Priscilla came in with some drinks. After the clients received one, she headed over to give one to her fellow attendant. But Sivanah waved her away.

“She doesn’t need one right now. She’s ours for the night. Shoo!”

Priscilla gave her sexually abused counterpart a regretful nod of sympathy. Then she departed, taking the lone drink with her. Nicole mentally cursed her former friend, as she really could have used that drink to re-energize.

After her drink, Sivanah got up and looked around. She must have found what she was searching for. When she returned, she was wearing a large strap-on attached to her naked waist.

“C’mon, baby! Round two is coming right up!” Then she and her old boyfriend went back at it.

Nicole was brutally fucked in her mouth by the strap-on as Chadrone fucked her from behind. “Pop her sensor, baby!” Sivanah encouraged. “I want to see an execution!”

The attendant was brutalized until the boyfriend shot another load up Nicole’s pussy, causing her to climax. “Cumming again?” Sivanah asked, somewhat disappointed. “You cum too damn easy!” The exotic beauty did not seem to like her old friend receiving pleasure all that much.

The two clients switched places. Sivanah fucked Nicole’s cunt as though wanting to pack all that cum deep inside to trip the pregnancy sensor. Chadrone fucked her mouth until he got nice and hard again.

After a while, Sivanah switched holes, brutally pounding Nicole up her ass. The attendant cried out from another forced orgasm induced by the strap-on up her butt. Strangely, her anal climax was something Sivanah also did not seem to care for much.

“The crazy bitch just keeps cumming and cumming,” the woman observed unhappily. Then she glared at her old boyfriend as she added, “Why can’t you make me cum like that?”

“I make you cum all the time!” he protested.

“Oh, I know,” she said as though suddenly inspired. “I’ll bet you could make me cum real hard while watching my dear friend in the noose. And I’ll bet you’d really cum buckets watching her dance; don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I suppose.”

“C’mon, baby! Let’s hang the slut! Hang her for me!”

Nicole gulped again as they tied her wrists behind her back. Then they noosed her up. Instead of placing her upon a stool, they used the remote with the hoist feature.

Chadrone sat on the end of the bed with Sivanah in his lap impaled upon his erection, the strap-on having been removed. Then she gleefully thumbed the remote. Up Nicole went, cum dripping out of her pussy.

As an attendant, she’d been hanged many times before. But no matter how often she danced for clients or for Mistress Chastity, her performance was virtually the same. She kicked and struggled haphazardly as if her body had a mind of its own.

Legs pedaled as she struggled to breathe. Gawd; how she wanted to breathe! Why did these clients always enjoy stringing her up??

“Gawd; just look at her!” Sivanah panted as she enthusiastically rode Chadrone’s cock. “Kick for us bitch! Yes – yes!” Then Sivanah climaxed as Chadrone roared his release up inside her pussy.

Nicole kicked, rasped and suffered. Then she felt it in her crotch, just like she always did. That’s when she began humping and thrusting, cumming in the direction of her tormentors.

“Fuck, yeah!” the exotic beauty cried out. “Look at her cumming for us! Gawd; she’s such a noose slut!”

“Better let her down now,” Chadrone warned.

“No; she’s enjoying herself! Let her suffer a little more!”

Nicole felt another orgasm coming on strong. She kicked, rasped and humped as she tried to take in a ragged breath. That’s when she found herself wondering once again if she was going to survive the night.

“Look! Look! She’s cumming again!” Sivanah was cruelly thrilled.

Nicole humped her way through another orgasm… and then another. She was sure Sivanah was going to kill her. Gawd; why had this bitch picked this night to come into the damn Club??

To her surprise and relief, Chadrone took the remote away from Sivanah. He lowered the suffering attendant until she came down onto her feet. But Nicole couldn’t stand, causing him to lower her all the way to the floor where she lay spasming a little as she struggled to get her breath back.

Sivanah was indignant. “Why’d you do that? She was enjoying herself! And so was I!”

“I don’t have nearly enough money to pay for snuffing a Club attendant. You know that.”

Sivanah was astonished. “Can’t pay for… you mean… it would cost too much?” He just nodded as he held onto the remote.

The exotic beauty was disappointed. “Wait a minute! Can’t we just… make it look like… like an accident or something?”

Chadrone shook his head. “There are cameras everywhere,” he replied. “Unless of course, you’re willing to pay for it. Or maybe you want to take her place working here in the Club. Hell, they might even put you on to roast down in their kitchen.”

“They wouldn’t do that, would they?”

“They might, babe; you never know.”

Sivanah cursed under her breath. “All right,” she sighed with disappointment. “I guess she’s had enough orgasms for one night. We’ll let her go… for now.”

Chadrone got up from off the bed and set Nicole free from the noose and her bindings. She panted tiredly as she struggled to rise to her feet. Then she professionally asked, “Is there… anything else I can do for you folks tonight?”

“Yeah,” Sivanah replied irritably. “You can get the hell out of here. Chadrone and I want to fuck again… in private!”

“As you wish. I hope I entertained you folks tonight.” Sivanah just waved her off.

Nicole nodded as she donned a robe and fetched her attendant’s garb. She needed to shower and get cleaned up. But she sure as hell couldn’t do it in here. She didn’t dare, especially since she was concerned the bitch might change her mind and snuff her anyway.

Nicole left the room with her head held high. But she sagged tiredly once she’d closed the door behind her. She was utterly exhausted. Worse, she doubted they were even going to leave her a tip.

—

She felt better after her shower and the drink Priscilla brought her. Then she got cleaned up and dressed before reporting back to work. That’s when Mistress came down to talk to her.

“I’m relieved you’re unharmed,” the co-owner told the attendant. “I was watching the entire thing on the monitor. Although your performance had me greatly aroused, I was quite pleased to see they left you alive.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Nicole said with a humble nod of appreciation. “That means a great deal to me coming from you.”

“That female doesn’t seem to like you very much; does she.”

“We have a history, Mistress,” Nicole explained. “She liked to take my boyfriends away from me back in our university days. I was even engaged to one for a short time before she managed to, shall we say… steal him away as well? There was also an incident. I guess you could say I embarrassed her. So I left town and eventually came to work here while trying not to leave a trail behind for them to find me. I have no idea how she tracked me down.”

“An accident perhaps. Or maybe a simple quirk of fate.” Then Mistress Chastity came over and kissed her.

“I am so glad you’re still with us. They would have been forced to pay us a great deal had they decided to snuff you.”

“Thank you, Mistress. That’s very kind of you to say.”

“You’ve been through quite an evening, Nicole. Why don’t you take the rest of the night off.”

“There’s not much left of my shift, Mistress. I feel well enough to continue.”

“Oh, honey; you’re such a blessing to us. Very well. But you’re no longer available to the clients tonight. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”

—

Nicole went back to serving drinks. Occasionally, she pulled up a monitor and looked in on Sivanah’s room. She wanted to see what else she and her former boyfriend were up to.

She told herself she was simply making sure they didn’t abuse any other attendants. But she knew that was not entirely true. She just wanted to know what was going on with them. Nothing like deliberately rubbing a little salt into one’s old wounds; eh? What the hell was wrong with her??

She had just picked up some empty glasses from a table and was turning to take them to the kitchen when she almost ran into someone. He’d been a little too close to her, so it would have been mostly his fault. But she promptly took responsibility as she started to tell him, “Oh I’m terribly sorry, sir. I wasn’t looking where I was…”

He suddenly grabbed her shoulders, staring at her in shock. “Nicole? Is that really you?”

“Micah??” She blinked in surprise as her breath caught in her throat.

He took the tray from her and set it down upon the table. Then he hugged her. “Nicole; it’s been a while!”

She tried to blink back the tears as she mostly returned the hug. But she couldn’t give him 100%, not after he’d gone chasing off after Sivanah. Still, the memories came so think and fast that she had to mentally swat them away.

He grabbed her shoulders and held her at arms length. “Just look at you! I can’t believe it!”

“It’s… it’s nice to see you too,” she replied as she felt her emotions start to swell within her.

“We should get together sometime and talk about old times!”

A moment later, she felt a hand upon her shoulder. Nicole turned to see Sivanah standing there. The exotic beauty seemed more than a little unsettled.

“Trying to take my fiance back from me, are you?”

“F… fiance? You’re not married yet?”

“In three weeks. I’ll send you an invitation.” But the exotic beauty’s tone indicated said invitation would not be forthcoming.

Sivanah gave her a stern don’t-you-dare-say-a-word look before grabbing her man. “C’mon, Micah. There’s a room I want to show you. I think it’d be great for a bachelorette party. Maybe I can snuff one of the girls in there.” And with that, she started to pull him away.

He turned long enough to attempt to say goodbye, even as he was being forcefully pulled away. “Uh… good to see you, Nicole! One day we’ve got to catch up!”

“Maybe later, Micah. She’s a busy girl.” The words had come from Sivanah. She did not sound the least bit happy they’d seen each other.

Nicole watched them go. Then she went back to pick up the tray of empty glasses off the table. That’s when she thought she caught sight of Chadrone heading off toward the gambling section of the Club by himself. Strangely, he was acting as though he didn’t want to be seen.

2/24/25

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The drowning party 3.8 (31)

Posted on November 24, 2025 by riwa

The five friends were sitting out in Evelyn’s backyard in skirts, shorts and blouses. It was the last warm day they were going to have for a while. The weatherman was predicting cooler temperatures.

“Sad to see it go,” Jeanie sighed.

“See what go?” Tiki asked.

“The warm weather.”

“Temps will be cooling down starting tomorrow,” Evelyn remarked. “I’ll have to close up my pool soon.”

“No more swimming outdoors,” Janet observed with a sad shake of her head.

“Not unless you want to catch a chill,” Evelyn replied.

“Didn’t we have some lovely swims in your pool?” Donna asked their host.

“We had a lot of great swims,” Evelyn agreed with a heavy sigh.

“And a lot of great orgasms,” Jeanie admitted. “Holding my breath underwater always makes me cum.”

“Especially when we’re drowning,” Tiki added. “Some of those were the best.”

“Right now, I’m remembering the last time I drowned,” Janet mused thoughtfully. “I held my breath for so long, I thought I was going to explode. After that first gulp, I couldn’t stop cumming.”

“Just heavenly,” Donna nodded agreeably.

Evelyn laughed. “You girls sound like you need to drown one last time before I close my pool.”

Jeanie looked at her as thought she hadn’t considered it like that. Then she blurted out, “What a great idea!”

“Sounds wonderful,” Tiki agreed.

Janet smiled rapturously. “Just thinking about drowning in your pool one last time is giving me the tingles.”

“Then why don’t you?” Evelyn suggested with a sly wink.

“It would be the perfect way to end the summer.” Jeanie definitely seemed willing.

“To drown one last time,” Tiki murmured as she stared off into space, appearing lost in thought. “I’m getting hot just thinking about it.”

“So how would we do it?” Donna wanted to know.

“I know how I’d want to do it,” Jeanie sighed wistfully. “I’d love to be held underwater and drowned.”

Janet smiled at them all. “Then Evelyn here should do it. Isn’t it obvious? She loves to be the one doing the drowning. She gets off on it!”

“She certainly does,” Tiki remarked, giving their friend the evil eye before breaking out in a smile. “I saw her tremble and shudder the last time she drowned you, Janet.”

“Then it’s all settled,” Donna said as she rose up. “Let’s have one last drowning party before pool season is over.”

“What will we wear?” Jeanie wanted to know.

“Does it matter?” Donna told Jeanie with a smile. Then she motioned at her outfit as she added, “I don’t mind getting this wet. I’d be happy to drown in it!”

“What about it, Evelyn?” Janet asked their host with a coy smile. “Are you game for one last drowning party before the season is over?”

“You bet I am!” Evelyn told them enthusiastically. Then she rose up as she told them, “Just let me go change into something sexy and ominous for the occasion. Be right back.”

“Oh, goodie!” Jeanie exclaimed. “She’s going to dress for the occasion!”

Evelyn was back five minutes later in a black rubber outfit, something her friends knew she loved to wear. She also wore a garter with black stockings. She smiled as everyone looked approvingly at her.

“That’s my favorite outfit on you!” Tiki exclaimed. “You look perfectly wicked!”

“Sorry it took so long,” Evelyn replied. “But I had to add a little something extra for the occasion.”

“I’ll bet she’s got that vibrating egg inside her again,” Donna chuckled.

The girls all laughed as Evelyn blushed. Then she declared, “That does it, you sexy bitches. All of you: into the water for the last drowning party of the summer!”

They all squealed with girlish glee as they jumped into her pool. It was already starting to collect some fall leaves. But nobody seemed to care.

“So who’s first?” Donna asked as they stood around in something of a box formation.”

“You are,” Evelyn declared as she came over to her and grabbed her.

The others looked on jealously as Donna gasped, “I can’t believe how horny I am!”

I can’t believe how horny I am too,” Evelyn told her. “So let’s get this drowning party started.”

Donna inhaled deeply just in time. Evelyn grabbed her and forced her over backwards. It was as though she was baptizing her.

The others looked on with jealous excitement as bubbles came up out of Donna’s mouth. “Evelyn’s really into this,” Janet quietly told Jeanie. “I think she’s really going to enjoy drowning us.”

Jeanie replied, “I can’t wait until she drowns me next.”

Tiki asked, “You think Donna will put up a struggle?”

“She might,” Jeanie replied. “It’s instinctive.” Then she smiled knowingly as she added, “Besides, Evelyn loves it when we resist.”

More bubbles started coming up as Evelyn kept her friend submerged. Then Donna’s arms started flailing. “That’s it, baby,” Evelyn gasped breathlessly. “Fight me as you drown! I don’t know what’s going to make me cum more: you or this buzzing egg inside me.”

They all watched as a big burst of bubbles came up. There was a brief flurry of arms and legs. Then Donna started hitching and gulping water.

“Yesss,” Evelyn sighed. “Just like that, baby! Gawd; I’m cumming right along with you. Drown for us, baby!”

“Look at her go!” Jeanie breathed rapturously. “I’ll bet she’s cumming up a storm!”

“Donna? Or Evelyn?”

Jeanie looked at Janet and giggled. “Both… I think.”

Donna’s body really hitched as Evelyn held her a foot below the surface. Her stomach kept rippling as fewer bubbles came up. She looked like she was trying to gulp a lot of air. Then she quieted right down.

Evelyn let go of her friend. Donna drifted a foot below the surface, her eyes vacantly staring upward into space. A few solitary bubbles came swirling out past her parted lips.

Evelyn paused to look down at her drowned friend, watching rapturously. Then she shook herself out of it before turning toward the others. “Ok, who’s next?”

Jeanie looked at her drowned friend for a long moment. Then she took up a position a few feet in front of her. Evelyn came right up to her and smiled.

“I’m not going to resist you,” Jeanie told her. “I’m so looking forward to this.”

“We’ll see whether or not you can resist struggling,” Evelyn remarked as she grabbed her. “Time for you to join Donna. Time for you to drown, baby.”

“Gawd; I just love it when you talk like that!” Then Jeanie took a really deep breath. That’s when Evelyn pushed her over onto her back and down below the surface, just as she had done with Donna.

A few bubbles came up from the submerging. But it looked like Jeanie was trying to hold her breath. Janet leaned next to Tiki and murmured, “I think she’s really looking forward to this.”

“I think she is too,” Tiki agreed.

“You think she’ll put up a struggle?”

“She loves to drown. She doesn’t struggle much. But I’m planning on giving Evelyn all she can handle. Those lead to the best orgasms for me.”

They watched as Evelyn leaned closer to the water while holding down her friend. Then she began taunting her. “I’m gonna drown you, Jeanie. I’m gonna hold you down until your lungs flood. No more air for you, my sweet. Nothing but pool water for those gorgeous lungs of yours.”

Janet and Tiki both saw Jeanie’s chest start to heave. Bubbles began spurting out of her mouth and nose as though she was trying unsuccessfully to keep her air in. “Let it go, Jeanie,” Evelyn breathed. “Just let it go and enjoy it. I know I’m sure going to.”

Tiki began rubbing herself through her skirt. Janet’s hand was on her breast as she panted breathlessly. Jeanie bubbled again, but she appeared to be fighting against herself.

“What?” Evelyn panted breathlessly. “You’re not gonna fight me? Are you sure? I’m sure gonna enjoy drowning your sweet ass, my sweet.”

A big burst of bubbles suddenly came up. Jeanie’s eyes flew open in horror. Then she anxiously grabbed onto her friend as though trying to get her to let her back up.

“No, my sweet. You’re staying down.” Then Jeanie glubbed up bubbles as her stomach hitched.

She went into painful drowning spasms as Evelyn gasped and shuddered. Janet felt an orgasmic quiver ripple through her. Tiki was furiously rubbing her crotch through her skirt as she panted like crazy.

Evelyn gasped, “Yes… yes… YESSSSSS!” It looked like drowner and drownee were climaxing together. Arms went flying until Jeanie began settling down in the pool.

Jeanie kept hitching, coughing up the occasional bubble. Her face was a mask of horror. Then she appeared to relax.

There was one final spasm. Then she stared upward with vacant eyes. There was a look of pure bliss on her face.

“Heavenly,” Evelyn panted excitedly. “My gawd; that was intense! I hardly needed the egg for that one. It feels like I orgasmed double-strength!”

She left Jeanie floating a foot underwater, joining her drowned friend right behind her. A solitary bubbled came out of Donna’s lips. It was as though it was her signal indicating Evelyn had done a great job with Jeanie.

Next, Evelyn came over to Tiki. “Your turn, baby.”

“I saw the way you drowned her,” Tiki panted breathlessly. “You enjoyed that way, WAY too much.”

“Almost as much as I’m going to enjoy drowning you, my sweet.” Then she abruptly forced Tiki backwards and down below the surface.

Her friend let out a bubbly cry of surprise. “Fight me!” Evelyn hissed enthusiastically. “Let’s cum together!”

Tiki instantly began putting up a struggle. Arms and legs kicked everywhere. Evelyn gasped as she forcefully kept her friend submerged.

Janet watched with erotic fascination as she rubbed a breast. But now her other hand was down rubbing her thong below her outfit. She could not believe how turned on she was. This had been a wonderful idea!

“Fight me – fight me – FIGHT ME!” Then a massive burst of bubbles came up. A moment later, Tiki began to hitch and gurgle as she started swallowing water.

“Yes – yes – GAWD YES!” Then Evelyn let out an orgasmic cry as Tiki’s struggles became more haphazard.

Her friend began to settle down in the water. A few bubbles came swirling out of her mouth. Stray muscles jerked and spasmed.

Evelyn shuddered with pleasure as Tiki drifted a foot below the surface. A couple stray bubbles came out past her parted lips. She and her two drowned friends looked as though they were drifting in formation, lying face up merely a foot below the surface.

Evelyn took a moment to compose herself. Then she turned and focused on Janet. “Your turn, my sweet. It’s time for you to experience the glorious joys of a wonderful drowning orgasm.”

Janet panted for breath as she looked at her three friends floating just below the surface. It was incredibly erotic. Now she was about to join them. And she was really looking forward to the orgasms.

Evelyn slowly lowered Janet backward into the water until she was submerged up to her head. “Any last words before I drown you?”

“Only this,” Janet panted breathlessly. “Do it nice and slow.”

“It will be my erotic pleasure, my sweet.”

Janet took a deep breath. Then Evelyn slowly submerged her. Janet was pushed down until she was submerged at about the same level as her three drowned friends.

Evelyn did nothing to her. She simply held her down. And that was the way Janet wanted it.

She could feel her pussy throb under her thong. Gawd; she was going to explode! This had been such an incredible idea!

She looked up to see Evelyn gazing down upon her, a rapturous look in her eyes. Janet knew that look. Her friend had once told her that of all of them, she enjoyed drowning her the most. It gave Janet such an erotic thrill.

Janet loved holding her breath. And she loved being pushed to her limits. But what she enjoyed most of all was being pushed well beyond them.

She loved the look in Skip’s eyes whenever he held her down in the pool. It was that same look she now saw in Evelyn’s. It was such a turn-on drowning for her friend. Besides, she was guaranteed to receive an incredible orgasm out of the deal.

Janet felt her lungs begin to strain. Evelyn took on a look of cruel excitement. That’s when Janet began to struggle a little, trying to hold her breath for as long as she could.

She could hear Evelyn pant, “Do it for me, baby! Gawd, Janet; do it for me!” Those words turned her on even more until it felt like her body was going to explode.

Her stomach rippled as her chest heaved. Her lungs were on fire with a terrible ache. And Evelyn was looking down upon her with sinister glee.

She tried to hold her breath for as long as possible. But her chest was heaving like crazy. She couldn’t hold her breath much longer.

Evelyn suddenly bent over, putting her face down above Janet’s. Janet let out a cry as her lungs finally gave out. Her breath billowed up into the face of her friend. Then she hitched and gulped.

Janet began coughing up bubbles as she inhaled pool water. A moment later, it exploded between her legs in a fiery wave of white-hot pleasure. Janet shuddered as she cried out drowning bubbles of orgasmic ecstasy.

She could tell Evelyn was cumming too, crying out her breath as she intensely climaxed. It made Janet go from one orgasm to the next. The second one was even more intense than the first.

She hitched and gurgled as her chest heaved while her stomach rippled. Then her struggles lessened. She could see Evelyn still bending over her with her face in the water, intently observing her every drowning moment.

Janet quivered again. Then she stared with lifeless eyes. There was a look of intense rapture in her features.

Evelyn pulled her face up and gasped loudly for breath. Gawd; that one had been particularly satisfying! What an incredibly wonderful idea!

She paused to look at her four friends floating about a foot below the surface. They all had looks of joy and rapture on their faces. What an experience it must have been!

She looked at the group before telling them, “My turn, girls.” Then she pulled their drifting bodies together. She rolled them all over until they were staring down at the bottom of the pool with lifeless eyes.

“Ready, my sweets?” Then she filled her lungs and submerged.

Evelyn swam underneath them until she was looking up at them as they drifted face down. She took a hand from each one and carefully wrapped fingers around one of her wrists or ankles. This way, it would feel as though they were now holding her down to drown her.

The last one was Janet grasping onto her left wrist. It was a little awkward making her hand grab her wrist. But she did her best, making it look like it without it actually being the case.

Now she was ready. Her four drowned friends were about to drown her. She couldn’t believe how excited she was.

The buzzing egg inside her made her writhe and wince. She pretended to struggle a little. But she had to be careful not to shake anyone’s grip off her.

Evelyn became dizzy and disoriented as her chest heaved. Her lungs were on fire. She was going to start drowning any moment now.

She saw the faces of her drowned friends. Oddly, they seemed to now look excited over the prospect of drowning her. What was this? Was she imagining things??

She began to struggle as she lost bursts of air. Her friends were all looking down at her with sadistic glee. It was as though they were really going to drown her!

It went off inside her in a wave of pleasure. Then her lungs gave out. A moment later, Evelyn was cumming and drowning.

She hitched and gurgled as she kept swallowing water. Now her friends really appeared to be holding onto her. Were they making sure she joined them?

She could not stop orgasming. The egg buzzing inside her was relentless. And with every gulp of pool water, her drowning pleasures seemed to intensify.

She was cumming… cumming and drowning. What a perfect way to end the last warm day of summer! And with that, her last orgasm battered her into merciful oblivion.

2024 (written for Skip Apr 9 ’24 by riwa. Inspired by his render.)

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Posted on November 18, 2025 by riwa

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One last argument (male hanging) 4.2 (32)

Posted on November 17, 2025 by riwa

Jessica was crazy as fuck. But she was wild in bed. And she was open to just about anything.

I suspected she was cheating on me. All the signs were there. It made me mad, but she just gaslit me, saying I was seeing things that weren’t there.

One weekend, we went up into the mountains. We did a lot of hiking and fucking. That’s mostly what Jessica wanted to do. Strangely, she was particularly horny for some reason.

She got bored after a while. I soon found her texting again. She was always texting someone.

I finally took the phone away from her. She cursed me and demanded I give it back. I just scrolled through her messages, confirming what I’d suspected long ago.

I told her she was a cheater. She told me I’d just invaded her privacy. So we went back and forth, accomplishing nothing.

She finally told me Brad would be coming up in his four-wheel drive. That’s when I found out it was his place we’d been staying in. She’d been planning on sending me back alone so she could stay behind and fuck Brad later.

We had the biggest fight we’d ever had. Then I told her I was breaking up with her. She told me I couldn’t break up with her because she was breaking up with me.

We went round and round. It was getting us nowhere. I finally decided I was going to pack up and leave her there. Brad could fuck her and take her down off the mountain for all I cared.

She gave me this wild-eyed look. Then she smiled evilly. “Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll ‘hang you’ for it.”

I was astonished. “’Hang me’ for it? What the hell does that even mean?”

“I’ll get a deck of cards. We’ll draw for the joker. Whoever draws the joker has to hang.”

“Now I know you’re crazy!”

“You don’t know Brad. He’s already hanged me twice. Win or lose; it makes no difference to me.”

I could hardly believe it. “You’re crazy!”

“Am I?” she laughed. Then she took me into another room.

It had a fake fireplace, but it was nice and warm. It was sparsely furnished. There was a strange decoration that hung from the center of the room.

Jessica went to a closet and pulled out a stool and a noose. I was astonished. “Where the hell did you get those?”

“From the closet, you jackass!” Then she pointed at the decoration as she told me, “Brad likes to play these fun games with the noose.”

“Well next time he can go ahead and hang you for all I care.”

“So you don’t wanna play?”

“Of course I don’t wanna play!”

“What’s the matter, Jack? You chicken?”

“Of course I’m not chicken!”

“Yeah, you’re chicken all right. I’ve already been noosed a couple times, and you won’t even risk it. You’re chicken all right.”

“Fuck you!”

“Brad’s coming up, you know. He’ll put me in the noose. Hell, he’s more of a man than you’ll ever be.”

“You bitch! If you want to ride the noose so damn much, why don’t you!”

“I will!” she declared as she went and got a deck of cards. Then she came back and held them out in front of me as she added, “Just as soon as I draw the joker. That way, Brad can find me dangling in here.”

“You’re crazy!”

“And you’re chicken! Chick-chick-chick-chicken! Bwawk-bwawk-bwawk-bwawk!”

“Fuck you!”

“Brad will, once he gets here. Then he’s gonna give me an exciting ride, one you wouldn’t dare try because you’re chicken!”

“I am NOT chicken!”

She just moved me out of the way. Then she put the card deck down before she stood up the stool. A moment later, Jessica climbed on, reached up and hooked the end of the rope to the top of the decoration, leaving the noose dangling in front of her face.

She grinned at me as she took it and looped it around her throat. “See? I’m not chicken!” Then she took it off from around her neck before climbing down.

“I’m not chicken either. I’m just not that crazy!”

“Oh yeah? Crazy enough not to want to watch me swing? Tell you what. I’ll even do it naked!” Then she started to strip.

“You’re fucking crazy; do you know that?”

She just laughed as she stripped out of her clothes, leaving her in only her high heels. Then she did a pirouette in front of me before telling me, “Are you saying you wouldn’t want to watch me hang like this?”

She shuffled the cards. Then she held them out to me. “Do you want to draw first? Or shall I?”

“You’re insane!”

“And you’re afraid of the noose. Or maybe you’re afraid of how you’ll feel watching me dance naked in my heels.”

I stared at her in amazement. “You’re really serious; aren’t you!”

“You’re damn right I’m serious! You want to break up? Fine! Let’s see who hangs for it. Brad can clean up the mess when he gets here. I’ll even draw first.” Then she pulled the top card and turned it over. It was the seven of diamonds.

“Well?” she asked as she tucked it under the bottom of the deck. “Are you gonna get naked and draw? Or are you gonna pack up and go home and miss this golden opportunity to watch me hang?”

I glowered at her. Jessica was crazy. But I was sorely tempted. The thought of watching her hang for cheating on me was incredibly appealing. Besides, seeing her nude like that was turning me on.

I don’t know what it was that made me start to undress. “Oh, fuck!” she blurted out. “You’re really gonna take me up on it?”

“No. I’m just calling your bluff.”

“I’m not bluffing, Jack; honest, I’m not.”

“We’ll just see about that.”

I finished undressing until I was naked. Jessica’s eyes were wide at my growing erection. “Fuck!” she gasped. “Does this turn you on as much as it turns me on?”

“You’re not really gonna hang yourself if you lose, are you?”

“The hell I’m not! Brad says that one day he might just hang me for real!”

“Now I know you’re crazy!”

“Am I?” Then she offered me the deck.

In anger, I took the top card and showed it to her. Two of spades. “Now who’s the crazy one?” she wanted to know as she took it from me and tucked it at the bottom of the deck.

“Are you gonna draw?” I challenged.

She immediately took the top card and turned it over. Ten of diamonds. Then she tucked it away before asking, “Now what about you?”

I turned the next card over. King of clubs. Jessica just laughed as she took it away from me.

She was insane. But I was just as crazy to get this involved with her. Maybe that’s what drew me to her in the first place.

We went through ten cards. Her nipples got hard. So did my cock. What the hell was I thinking?

She paused for a long moment. Then she panted, “I could really hang tonight, Jack. Fuck; I’m so horny right now!” Then she turned over the next card. Three of hearts.

“What about you?” she asked as she drooled over my erection. “Looking forward to hanging for me?” I just frowned before turning over the queen of clubs.

We turned over six more for a total of sixteen cards. We were nearly a third of the way through the deck. Jessica was breathing heavily.

“You still gonna go through with it if you turn over the joker?” I asked.

She inhaled sharply. Then she breathed, “Fuck yeah! How about you?”

“What about Brad?”

“He’s probably gonna get here late and miss the good part. At least he’ll get here in time to see one of us dangling from the noose.”

“Won’t he care if he loses you?”

“I told you he’s probably gonna hang me some day. Besides, I’m all turned on right now. I wanna go through with it, win or lose. And I’ll bet you’re gonna enjoy watching me hang. I KNOW I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang!” Then she drew the king of diamonds.

“You’re right,” I told her. “I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang.”

“If I draw the joker, I’m gonna enjoy hanging just for you, Jack. Brad’s gonna miss out.”

“He damn sure is,” I angrily told her as I turned the next card over. Then we both gasped.

There it was. The joker. That’s when my heart leapt into my throat as my cock twitched.

“Fuck!” she breathed incredulously. “I was… and here I was starting to think it was gonna be me!”

I looked over at our pile of discarded clothes. She immediately frowned. “Are you gonna back out on me, Jack? I knew you would! You asshole!”

I walked over to the stool. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I saw Jessica slide a cushioned chair up close so she could enjoy the view. The bitch.

She smirked as she told me, “I knew it! I KNEW you weren’t gonna do it.”

“Who says I’m not?” I asked brazenly.

“You haven’t climbed up onto the stool yet.”

I looked all around. Then I held out my hands. “What about these? You got any cuffs or something?”

“Is that all? Coward! There’s a rope lying around here somewhere… unless you’re gonna get dressed and chicken out on me.”

“I didn’t say I was gonna do that, did I?”

“Yeah, but I can tell you’re thinkin’ about it. I KNOW you!” Then she went over and retrieved a small length of rope.

I stood there naked while looking up at the noose as my heart beat fast. I wasn’t really gonna do this, was I?

Jessica was crazy. But I had this sneaking suspicion she really would have hanged for me had our fortunes been reversed. Could I really back out now?

She brought the rope over. Then she motioned upward. “C’mon, Jack. Up on the stool now. Or are you gonna back out on me like the asshole you really are.”

I glared at her. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I carefully climbed up onto the stool.

I took the coil it in my hand. It made my cock jump. Then I carefully looped it around my throat.

“You really gonna do it, Jack?” When I didn’t answer, she just started tying my wrists together behind my back.

Maybe I should have stopped her. I don’t know why I didn’t. The whole damn thing was insane.

“Fuck!” she gasped as she secured my wrists together. “Fuck-fuck-fuck! I’m so damn horny right now! I hope Brad gets here soon!”

She finished securing my wrists together. Then she walked around in front of me and panted, “Gawd; you look hot standing there with that noose around your throat!”

She caressed my chest with her hand before reaching out. Jessica jerked my cock while cupping my balls, causing me to twitch in her grasp. She even took me into her mouth.

I twitched between her lips. Then she cruelly stopped. Instead, she went over and sat down in the chair.

The bitch promptly started masturbating as I stood there. “Gawd; Jack! I really wanna suck you! But I’d rather sit here and watch you cum all over the floor while you’re hanging!”

I was panting and trembling as I told her, “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you.”

“Gawd, Jack; aren’t you? Look how hard you are! You want this every bit as much as I do! I can’t wait to watch you swing! C’mon, baby; dance for me!”

I hesitated. But it occurred to me she wasn’t about to untie my hands so I could get the noose off from around my throat. That’s when I thought I heard a car door slam.

“Fuck; he’s here!” Jessica gasped. “Now we’ll both get to watch you swing! Maybe he’ll fuck me while we watch you hang to death! Hell, maybe he’ll even suck your cock! He told me he’s a little bit bi, you know! Who knows how many guys he’s hanged and sucked in here!”

I didn’t know whether of not she was telling the truth. And I wasn’t sure if I wanted Brad to watch me hang. I certainly didn’t want them fucking while I was alive and kicking. So I stepped off.

The fall caught me by surprise. Being jerked to a stop by the noose shocked me even more. That’s when my cock rigidly stood upright, the stiffest it had ever been. I suppose that’s because I was strangling to death.

My feet were less than six inches off the ground. My toes wriggled as I tried to reach it. But I just couldn’t get there.

Jessica went crazy. Then she started masturbating. She fairly swooned as my cock twitched and jumped from the noose constricting tightly around my throat.


She really gasped for breath. Then I couldn’t keep my body still any longer. I began kicking and swinging as I fought to get air down my constricted windpipe.

Jessica loved it. “You look great, Jack!” But I didn’t feel so great.

She sort of paused from what she was doing to clutch at her chest as she panted, “Fuck yeah-fuck yeah-fuck yeah!” That’s when I began to twist and shimmy as I struggled for the smallest sliver of air. My cock was so hard that it hurt.


Jessica furiously masturbated as I kicked, humped and shimmied. “Fuck-fuck-fuck; that’s so fuckin’ HOT, Jack!” Then my cock went off, shooting a huge load into the air and onto the floor before some of it started trickling down the length of my shaft and off my balls. She went off a few seconds later with an orgasm of her own.

About that time, Brad opened the door. He let out a “Holy SHIT; not again?!” Then he came rushing up to me.

“Suck his cock; Brad, suck his cock!” But he wasn’t trying to suck my cock. Instead, he was trying to lift me up.

“Aww, don’t do that, Brad! He wants to hang! Suck his cock!”

“Damn you, Jessica! Help me get him down!”

“But he wants to hang!”

“Get over here and help me, you bitch!”

“Aww, you’re no fun!”

Things got kinda hazy after that. I caught snippets of words and phrases as Brad tried to get me down while Jessica tried to discourage him. I was sure I wasn’t gonna make it.

I’m not entirely certain how I went from hanging naked to sitting in Jessica’s chair while still in my birthday suit, coughing up a storm while rubbing my throat. But I do remember Brad forcibly getting Jessica up onto that stool while she was still naked.

She kept protesting, telling him I’d volunteered. When Brad didn’t believe her, she told him we’d been playing “draw the joker”. She kept trying to convince him to put me back in the noose and finish me off as he used the rope she’d used on my wrists to tie her wrists together behind her back.

“You mean like Greg?” he told her as he stood right in front of her.

“I told you he volunteered, Brad!

“Sure he did. I had quite a mess to clean up that day.” Then he came over to me and asked, “You ok, Jack?”

I nodded as I told him, “I think so.” Then I gave him a funny look as I asked, “She’s done this before?”

“I got up here too late to save Greg.”

Jessica indignantly blurted out, “You should have sucked his cock too!”

“She’s crazy,” I told him as I shook my head.

“I know she’s crazy, Jack.”

“You guys just gonna leave me standing up here?”

By now, I was getting embarrassed sitting there naked in front of him. At least Jessica was just as naked, standing on that stool except for her heels. “I’ll go get my clothes and get out of here,” I told him. “I’ll leave you here to deal with that crazy bitch. I should have known she wasn’t gonna hang if she drew the joker.”

He put a hand up to stop me before I could stand up. “Just a minute, Jack.” Then he found the deck of cards lying on the floor.

He picked up the joker. Then he tossed it at Jessica. “Well, look at what you just drew. Isn’t this your lucky day!”

Her eyes flew open in shock. “Brad; you wouldn’t!” Then he walked up and very dramatically kicked the stool out from underneath her.

She dropped to the end of the rope. Then her legs started pedaling as she rasped for breath. A moment later, she was kicking and wriggling and shimmying like crazy.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Yet there she was: kicking and humping as she fought that noose. A moment later she began shimmying so wildly that it looked like she was fucking the air right in front of her.

Brad stood off to one side, appreciatively watching her. I was glad his back was mostly to me, because my cock got hard as a rock as I saw her suffer in the noose. When she squirted her orgasm, I shamefully shot a small load out of my dick.

Brad suddenly called out, “Help me get her down, Jack.” So I instinctively jumped up to lend him my assistance. After all, he’d saved my life.

We got her down before she received any lasting damage. But I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted to fuck. And it wasn’t me she wanted.

I excused myself before going over to retrieve my clothes. I got dressed in what must have been record time for me. Then I gave them both a dismissive wave as I told him, “She’s all yours, Brad.”

I got into my car, wondering if I had imagined the whole damn thing. But my neck was sore, and I had a distinct mark around it that would be hard to cover up for a while. I told myself I was damn lucky, and that I had to be careful who I chose to date next time.

3/31/25 Inspired by the two renders I found on the internet.

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Four minutes for free 4.1 (31)

Posted on November 10, 2025 by riwa

It was Monday night when she showed up. Paul was in the process of locking up the indoor pool for the night. So he simply told her, “I’m sorry, but we’re closed.”

She was apologetic. “I know it’s late. But I just got off from work. I’d really like to get in a quick swim if I could.”

“Sorry. It’s late, and I want to get home.”

“Please? I can make it worth your while.”

Paul looked at her carefully. “How can you make it worth my while?”

She smiled coyly. “I, uh… I’m sure we can work something out.”

Paul considered it for a moment. Then he told her, “Twenty bucks; twenty minutes.”

She was shocked. “Twenty bucks?? But the price for a swim is only $8.50!”

“That’s the price for keeping me away from home this late at night. I should charge you more.”

“Ok – ok.” Then she reached into her purse and pulled out a card. “Do you take VISA?”

“Off the books. Cash only.”

She scowled at him. Then she grudgingly reached in, found a $20 bill, and tossed it at him. “Here, take it!”

He took it as he told her, “You’re not very appreciative for a woman getting in a swim after hours.”

She thought about cursing him out. But she didn’t want to risk alienating him which might cause him to throw her out. So she bit off her reply before heading to the locker room to change.

—

He timed her as she swam her laps in a blue one-piece print, matching swimcap and goggles. Then he called out “TIME!” She swam to the edge of the pool and got out.

“I suppose I should be grateful,” she muttered under her breath as she headed for the locker room to change.

“I suppose you should,” he muttered when she was out of earshot.

—

Three days later, she was back. And once again, she arrived right at closing time.

Paul gave her an exasperated look. “Again?”

“I’m sorry. Would you let me in for a quick swim?”

He frowned at her. In response, she dutifully reached into her purse and pulled out a twenty. He hesitated before accepting it.

“Thank you,” she told him as she headed for the locker room, deciding gratitude would get her further than anger and resentment.

She got in her swim, wearing her same outfit from last time. Once again, he called out “TIME!” at twenty minutes. So she dutifully got out of the water.

He handed her a towel as she climbed out. “Thank you,” she told him in an appreciative tone.

“Don’t mention it,” he replied. She went and changed in the locker room. But she decided not to delay him any further by taking a long shower before getting back into her street clothes.

—

She was back the following Monday, late as usual. She had a twenty in her hand and a hopeful expression in her eyes. He scowled at her as he reluctantly accepted it. She thanked him before rushing off to change.

She got in her swim as he watched her. Twenty minutes later, he called out, “Time!” She finished her lap before going over to the side of the pool to climb out.

Paul was waiting there with a towel as she reached the ladder. He grudgingly asked her, “Do you always plan on showing up like this after closing time?”

She retorted, “Do you always plan on charging me a twenty each time I try to get in a swim?”

“You always show up right at closing time. I should just send you packing.”

She lowered her head, realizing he was being nicer to her than he needed to be. “I’m sorry,” she replied apologetically. “You want to go home and I don’t blame you. I’m appreciative; really I am.”

He surprised her by suddenly holding up her twenty. “You want this back?”

She brightened considerably. “You… you mean it?”

“All you have to do is hold your breath four minutes.”

“Four minutes? Are you insane??”

“It’s strictly up to you. You wanna try one? Or do you wanna get out out of there, get dressed, and go home now?”

She thought about it for a second. Then she shrugged her shoulders. “Hell; why not? I’m game.”

She took a deep breath and submerged for him. She went down until she held onto the bottom of the ladder in her one-piece, swimcap and goggles. Paul just stood on the side of the pool as he timed her.

She finally came back up, panting quietly for breath. Then she looked up at him expectantly. “Forty-nine seconds,” he told her with a shake of his head. “Time to get out of the pool and get dressed.”

He didn’t offer to give her back her twenty. She just waved at him dismissively. “Keep it,” she told him as she climbed out of the water, accepting the towel he offered before heading for the locker room to change.

—

She was back on Thursday night. And she was late… again. When he scowled at her, she put the twenty on the counter with a “Please?” Paul frowned before he nodded for her to go ahead and change.

In the locker room, she quickly got into her outfit. Then she went out and got into the water. She swam for twenty minutes until she saw Paul waiting at the pool ladder with his watch and her twenty.

He smiled as he held both up for her to see. She didn’t even have to guess what he was suggesting. At least he was offering to give her the twenty back.

She took three deep breaths. Then she submerged. She held onto the bottom rung of the ladder in the deep end and released a few bubbles as she held her breath.

She wasn’t certain how long she held it. But she was sure it was longer than last time. Paul confirmed it when she finally surfaced, gasping loudly for breath.

“Minute twenty-eight. That’s an improvement. But you don’t get to have this back” and he waved her twenty at her.

“Keep it,” she told him with a sly smile as she climbed the ladder out of the pool. “Maybe I’ll work on my breath-holding for next time.”

—

She was back on Monday. Paul was sitting behind the counter reading a magazine as though he wasn’t even going to stop her. She placed a twenty down on the counter top before heading off to change.

She swam for twenty minutes before Paul showed up at the ladder in the shallow end and told her that her time was up. She swam over to the side of the pool and smiled. Then she asked, “You gonna offer me my twenty back?”

“I was thinking it might take a little more than holding your breath this time.”

She gave him a sly smile. “Oh really? Just what did you have in mind?”

“You look like you need a little distraction while you’re underwater holding your breath.”

“Got any suggestions?”

Paul smiled at her as he asked, “How about putting your money where your mouth is?”

She noticed the growing bulge in his crotch. She gave him a sly smile as she told him, “My mouth? Does this mean you won’t be wearing those speedos?”

Paul smiled back as he shook his head, “Correct. No speedos in the water for me.”

She thought about it for a moment. What did she have to lose? After all, he was kind of handsome. And he WAS letting her swim late, which was keeping him from going home for the night.

“Let’s see what you got,” she finally told him with a knowing wink.

Paul pulled his speedos down, revealing a stiffening erection. She licked her lips as he got into the water with her while still wearing his white tank top. Then he got his watch ready.

She reached out and stroked him a little as she took deep breaths to prepare herself. Then she sharply inhaled before submerging. That’s when she told herself this might be kind of fun.

She took him between her lips and started sucking. It was a nice distraction while holding her breath. What’s more, it was a sexy task to perform while she was attempting to reach four minutes.

She worked on taking him deeper and deeper, letting him fill her mouth. She glubbed up bubbles as he hit the back of her throat. It gave her an added thrill.

She pushed herself as her lungs began to strain. She cupped his balls as she sucked him faster. Then she came off his cock and shot up to the surface, gasping like crazy.

“Minute forty-nine. Not bad. But no twenty for you tonight.”

“Then no more sucky-sucky for you tonight,” she laughed playfully as she climbed the ladder out of the pool. “Besides, I have to let you get home.”

“Blue-baller!” She just laughed as she gathered up the towel sitting by the side of the pool before heading to the locker room.

—

She was back again on Thursday night. Paul didn’t know why he kept letting her swim late. The twenties were chump change. Maybe he should stop after tonight.

She did her laps in her blue print, matching swimcap and goggles. Paul stopped her at twenty minutes. Then she swam over to the ladder before asking, “You gonna get in the water and give me another shot at getting my twenty back?”

“You gonna leave me stiff and wanting tonight?”

She just laughed. “We’ll see.”

He got out of his speedos and got into the water while still in his white tank top. She drooled at the sight of his cock. She had no idea why she kept doing this. But it sure as hell was a lot of fun.

Paul timed her as she submerged. She went right to work sucking on his meaty pole. Bubbles came out out past her lips as she cupped his balls. This time, she wanted his load.

She really worked on his erection, giving it everything she had. She pushed herself while holding her breath. She’d been getting better lately. Besides, she wasn’t about to tell him she’d been practicing at home in her bathtub.

She felt herself starting to run out of breath. So she redoubled her efforts, eager to get him off. She glubbed up bubbles as her chest heaved, her stomach rippling.

She finally shot up, gasping loudly for breath. “Two thirty-eight,” he announced. “Impressive, but no twenty for you tonight. Now get back down there and finish up.”

He abruptly pushed down on her head, forcing her back under in a flurry of bubbles. She hadn’t quite gotten a full breath. But she dutifully took his cock back into her mouth.

She eagerly sucked him, anxiously bobbing up and down until she finally got the load she wanted. It didn’t take long, so Paul willingly let her go once he got his release. She came up gasping and coughing before giving him a naughty grin.

“Not letting me get out of the water this time without getting you off tonight; eh?”

“Not this time.,” he replied with a smile.

“Fair enough.” Then she climbed out of the pool and headed for the locker room.

—

She arrived the next Monday just as he was getting ready to lock the door. “Please?” she panted after rushing up from the parking lot, a twenty in her hand.

He appeared to think about it before accepting it. “Thanks!” she panted happily. Then she rushed off to the locker room.

She got into the pool and did her laps in her usual outfit. But before her twenty minutes were up, she invited Paul into the water right there in the shallow end without his speedos. “I need a little practice,” she told him with a sly grin.

She got a deep breath. Then she submerged with a burble. She latched onto his cock and immediately started working it with her mouth.

She took her time, enjoying the taste and texture as she held her breath. The occasional bubble trickled out of her nose or past the seal her lips made around his erection. It was crazy paying him for this when it felt like it should be the other way around. At least he was letting her get in some late-night swims.

She didn’t try to get him off like last time. After all, this was just the practice round. She had something special in mind for her official breath-hold. But she had a funny feeling he was going to agree to it.

She came up gasping for breath. Paul checked his watch. “You broke three minutes,” he told her admiringly. “Three eighteen; not bad at all.”

“Would you be willing to let me try one more?” she asked with a sly smile. “I have something else I want to try. I think it will help distract me even more.”

Now she had Paul curious. “Oh?” he replied. “What’s that?”

She smiled as she whispered it into her ear. He looked at her in surprise. “You’re joking; right?”

“Can’t leave you with blue balls now, can I?”

“Ok. I’ll give you one more try at a breath-hold. But just one.”

“Thanks!”

She took long, deep breaths to prepare herself. Then she inhaled deeply. A moment later, she submerged.

She went down and grabbed the bottom rung of the ladder. She was deep enough for her head to remain submerged. That’s when Paul came up behind her, his head above the surface.

He split her legs apart before pulling her suit aside. Then he slowly pushed his erection into her. She moaned and bubbled over how good it felt.

Paul took his time thrusting in and out of her. Never in a thousand years had he ever expected things to end up like this! He didn’t know whether she was crazy, he was crazy, or if they both were!

She focused on the sensation of his cock going in and out of her while she held her breath. This was way more fun than simply holding onto the ladder with bulging cheek! Hell, it was even better than sucking his cock underwater! Besides, it was her turn to get some pleasure for a change!

She grunted and bubbled as she pushed back against him, eager to take his dick all the way inside her. She held her breath as he thrust in and out of her. But she wasn’t really thinking about trying to hold her breath for the full four minutes.

Oh sure; it would be nice to get her twenty back. But this was so much more enjoyable. She had no idea how things had progressed to the point where they were now fucking each other in the pool. But she sure was glad it was happening.

She felt the strain start to build in her lungs. How long could she hold her breath? To be honest, she was kind of enjoying being fucked underwater.

Her lungs heaved until she shot her head up out of the water. She gasped like crazy as she panted for breath. “You almost made it to three-thirty,” he told her. “Now I’m going to enjoy my release before I let you out of here.”

Instinctively, she inhaled deeply, sensing it was going to be like last time. Sure enough, he pushed her head under. Then he really started fucking her.

Her body rocked as he pounded her from behind. But she hadn’t gotten a good enough breath. She sure hoped he wasn’t going to drown her!

He suddenly drove his cock deep inside her. A moment later, she felt his hot seed pumping into her quivering body. It was so arousing that she clenched and shuddered from an orgasm of her own.

Paul let go of her head. She came up gasping for breath. Then he slipped out of her.

She adjusted her suit back into place. She was panting as she told him, “I guess that means no twenty for me tonight. At least I got a nice little release out of the deal.” Then she climbed the ladder, picked up the nearby towel Paul must have left for her, and headed off to the locker room.

—

She was late that Thursday night. Paul almost locked up, figuring she wasn’t going to show. That’s when she came rushing in from the parking lot.

“Had to stay a little late,” she breathlessly told him, a twenty in her hand. “Sorry about that.”

“You almost didn’t make it in time,” he told her, accepting the twenty.

“Thanks for staying open for me.” Then she hurried off to the locker room to change.

Paul watched her as she swam her laps. He kept checking his watch to keep track of the time. Then she stopped.

He thought she was getting out of the pool. Instead, she came over to the ladder, took a deep breath and submerged. Paul took note of the time on his watch.

Her first time up came at two twenty-five. Paul told her the time. She caught her breath, inhaled deeply, and then went back down for a second time.

“Two forty-seven!” he declared when she came up again, panting like crazy.

“Damn!” she panted. Then she filled her lungs before trying a third one.

Paul watched her as she held her breath, the occasional bubble coming to the surface. She was staying down longer and longer. That’s when he began to wonder if she was going to make four minutes this time. He would have to return her twenty if she did.

She came up panting like crazy. “Three eighteen,” he told her. “You’re starting to break three minutes pretty regularly now.

She gave him a coy look. Then she motioned at him with her finger in a come-hither gesture. Paul shed his speedos before getting into the water with her.

She went to work sucking on his erection. She took her time, enjoying the taste, the flavor and the way it twitched between her lips. She did everything she could think of to forget about trying to hold her breath.

“Three twenty-seven,” he told her when she came up for a breath. “Not bad at all. Now assume the position.”

She eagerly took several deep breaths before submerging. She went down and grabbed onto the pool ladder. That’s when Paul pulled her suit aside before slowly entering her.

She trembled as his cock filled her. Then he started thrusting. She pushed back against him, relishing the sensation of having his dick inside her.

This was crazy: coming late and giving him a twenty, swimming her laps, and then fucking him while trying to hold her breath to get her twenty back. It was strange the way life turned out sometimes. But she was having an incredible amount of fun with him. And as long as he didn’t mind and was willing to stay late, why not take advantage of the situation.

He thrust nice and slow. Then he started picking up the pace. Was that to let her know she was getting close to four minutes? Or was it because he was horny and wanted to give her another deposit?

She clenched as he thrust in and out of her. Why did it feel so good fucking underwater while holding her breath? Maybe she should make him do it with her next time. Why should she be the only one forced to hold her breath that long?

Her lungs screamed at her as her stomach rippled. Her chest heaved until she shot up for a breath. She gasped like crazy, whimpering as he thrust harder and harder.

“Three thirty-nine. Now get your ass back down there!” Then he pushed down on her head, forcefully submerging her. That’s when he really started thrusting into her.

She let out a bubbly cry as she shuddered in orgasm, her muscles furiously clenching around his dick. Then she felt him stiffen inside her. A moment later, she felt him empty his balls into her womanhood, causing her to shudder again in climax.

He let her up until she came up panting like crazy. “No twenty for you tonight,” he told her with a wry smile.

“That’s ok,” she panted tiredly as she grabbed onto the metal ladder. “I’ll take the orgasms; thank you very much.” Then she climbed out of the water, grabbed the towel he’d left for her, and headed off to the locker room.

—

She was back on Monday night, feeling incredibly frisky. She even showed up a few minutes before closing time. She still gave Paul a twenty before heading off to the locker room, knowing she planned on staying well after closing.

She was in the pool doing her laps when Paul came over after locking up. He watched her swim back and forth, admiring her form. She finally stopped in the deep end, catching her breath.

She saw Paul watching her with a smile. She smiled back and took a deep breath. Then she submerged in the deep end. Paul had to walk all the way over to her, having expected her to swim back to the shallow end of the pool.

He timed her as she clung to the ladder at the bottom of the pool. He was impressed with her decision to try this in deeper water. She was certainly improving.

She was down quite a while before she came up to the surface, chasing the bubbles she released. Paul checked his watch as she got her breath back. “Two fifty-one,” he said with a smile. “Not bad for your first time down.”

“Just wait,” she told him with a grin. Then she filled her lungs before going back down.

He watched as she stayed down for quite a while. This time, she cleared three minutes with time to spare. She slowly came up, her chest heaving, until she burst up panting loudly for breath.

“Three twenty-one,” he told her admiringly. “Not bad at all.”

She smiled as she gave him that come-hither finger. “What about you?” she asked. “How long can you hold YOUR breath?”

“Let’s find out,” he told her as he shed his speedos.

Paul jumped right in with her. Then he surfaced and started breathing deeply. She matched him as the two grinned at each other, taking deep breaths in unison.

“One…. Two… three!” Then they inhaled deeply. A moment later they submerged, making their way down the rungs of the ladder.

Paul bottomed out while standing on his feet. She immediately knelt before taking him into her mouth and sucking. That’s when it occurred to him he didn’t even know her name after all those visits!

She sucked and bubbled, taking her time while making him feel good. She licked his shaft and cupped his balls while enjoying holding her breath with him.

They were past two minutes when he began blinking his eyes. Then he disengaged and headed for the surface. She followed him up until they were panting together up at the surface.

“What happened?” she wanted to know. “I could have gone longer!”

“Chlorine in my eyes,” he told her as he climbed out of the pool. “Let me get a set of goggles. I’ll be right back.”

She took a deep breath and submerged. She went all the way down, holding her breath. Then she began rubbing her crotch while cupping her breast.

It felt good. Hell, she could do this all night! Why hadn’t she thought of this before?

When she surfaced, she saw Paul standing there watching her, a set of blue goggles on his face that matched hers. “That looked like fun,” he told her with a smile. “Want something a little bigger to play with?”

“I though you’d never ask,” she replied with a grin.

Paul jumped into the water with her. Then they took deep breaths before submerging to the bottom. Once again, Paul ended up standing on the pool floor while she knelt as she took his cock between her lips.

This time she caressed herself while she sucked his meaty pole. The sensations felt wonderful. Her pussy tingled as her nipples protruded through her one-piece.

They were down a long time. This time, Paul showed no sign of slowing down. That’s when her lungs began to strain once more.

Her cheeks bulged as she tried to outlast him. A moment later she gave up, shooting up toward the surface. Paul bubbled as he followed her up.

“Damn!” she panted tiredly. “Just how long CAN you hold your breath?”

“Why don’t I show you,” he replied with a knowing grin.

She breathed deeply with him, suspecting they were going to be down a really long time. Then she counted to three. That’s when they submerged.

They went all the way to the bottom. But she wasn’t given time to grab onto the bottom rung of the ladder. Paul pulled her suit aside before slowly entering her from behind.

She bubbled as she looped an arm around the ladder. Damn! This was even better than fucking in the shallow end! But how long would she be able to keep up with him?

He rubbed her crotch as he slowly thrust up inside her. Damn! This felt better than the last time they’d fucked underwater! They were going to have to do this more often!

She tried to pace herself. But Paul was giving her swollen nub a wicked tease as she rode him. She groped her breast as she grunted up a mouthful of bubbles.

Paul was taking his time. But she was staying right with him. However, the fact he was making her feel so good was using up the air in her lungs.

She grunted and bubbled as she rode him harder. She wanted him to cum, but then she kind of wanted him to wait. She had no idea why it felt so good!

Paul began thrusting harder and faster while rubbing her crotch. She moaned and bubbled as she rode him while losing her breath. Then she felt her chest starting to heave.

They both became frenzied as they fucked each other. There were grunts and bubbles until it felt like her lungs would be empty soon. Just how long could this bastard hold his damn breath??

Breathlessness made her lungs heave. It swelled within her until she clenched as she shuddered in orgasm. That’s when Paul emptied a huge load up into her.

She shuddered again at receiving his welcome load. Then she realized her lungs were empty. A moment later, they were both racing each other for the surface, spewing away the last of their breath.

They popped up panting like crazy. That’s when Paul checked his watch. “Four twenty-four,” he told her. “I guess I have to give you back your twenty.”

“Meet me at the counter,” she told him with a smile as she tiredly climbed out. “Only next time, I plan on beating you.”

“We’ll see about that,” he called out to her as she walked away with a towel in hand. She just laughed, her lady parts tingling with aftershocks.

5/24/25 Inspired by vidcaps from a JustPaul render.

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