A Dorothy hanging story 4.3 (15)

Posted on February 18, 2017 by riwa

(Note: this one is written by Dorothy. I just edited it for her.)

Walking along the road to the car park to collect my car, another car pulls up beside me. The rear door opens and “hello darling, care for some fun?” I just smile and say “get lost” and carry on walking. But these guys are not giving up.

Out jumps one, clamps his hand over my mouth and drags me into the back seat with one of his friends. The car speeds off, me struggling and trying to scream. My skirt rides up and shows my stocking tops and tiny pink thong.

“Keep her quiet! Gag her!” “What with?” “Oh, I know.”

I feel this hand run up my legs, grabbing my panties and pulling them down and off. Kicking and squealing, I watch him roll them into a tight ball. His friend nips my nose tightly with his fingers.

My mouth flies open trying to breathe, and I have a mouthful of thong which only seconds ago was round my bum. The guy in front opens the glove and throws back a roll of sticky tape. That goes hard over my mouth.

Still struggling and kicking, I can feel hands exploring my body. Fingers stroke and enter my pussy, while the second guy has one hand on each boob squeezing and teasing. What a hot ride I am having.

Fifteen minutes down the road the car turns into a driveway and stops outside a house standing on its own. There’s no sign of anyone else around. I am pulled out and try to run, but I have no chance. These guys know what they want.

“Get her inside, quick!” I am frog marched in through the front door and taken into a large room. It’s the main room in the house by the look of it.

“Ok, strip her off; let`s see what we have got.” Although I struggle violently I am naked inside two minutes.

The tape is ripped from my mouth. I spit out my panties and run for the door, trying as girls do to cover my nakedness. Three men, all laughing, the door is locked; there is no escape.

I cower back against the wall. “Oh please no, please let me go!” I know it`s no use; I am going to be raped.

“Not bad at all,” one man says, “We are going to have fun with her. Got the pills, John?” The pills are blue, in a small bottle.

My eyes stand out in terror. “Oh god no; don`t use them!” But one by one they each swallow a pill. “I think we may need more than one to satisfy this one” and each man takes another pill.

“Oh my god no; oh please let me go!” All three start to undress and we are all naked, me backed up to the wall watching as the magic blue pills start to work.

One by one the guys get rock hard erections. I can`t take my eyes off them watching, knowing those hard dicks are going into me. One man lays down on his back.

“Put some baby oil round her bum!”

“Oh no; not that?! No one has ever bum-fucked me; not that please!” But it’s no use.

One man holds me while the other massages baby oil all round my bum crack. Then he passes it to the guy on the floor who covers his hard willie in it. “Oh no; please don`t rape me!” But I am pulled down on my back on top of the guy.

My hands are held while he eases his dick into my bum hole. I cry out in pain and wriggle as he slowly enters my bum and starts to fuck it. That brings tears to my eyes, but the second man lowers himself on top of me and enters my vagina.

Fucked in my ass and pussy at the same time really makes my body writhe. But the third guy straddles us and my mouth is right in line with his prick. I just have time to say “NO” before into my mouth it goes.

Now I am sucking, fucking, and despite myself I am getting aroused, wriggling and writhing with a dick up my bum, one in my pussy and one in my mouth. This is not what I planned to have for tea. I can feel my orgasm building up.

I open my mouth to scream, which is hard to do with a stiff prick inside it. Then my lips clamp hard on the dick in my mouth as my orgasm surges through my wanton body. The guy in my mouth groans “Oh you bitch!” before he grabs my head and shoots his load right down the back of my throat.

As I writhe violently the man in my pussy cries out and shoots his hot sperm deep into my womb. The other guy is still fucking my bum, now becoming a very pleasant feeling. We all just stop the get our breath back, and someone says, “Change places.”

I am pulled up, the dick slips out of my bottom, and I have sperm trickling from my mouth and vagina. The man who used my pussy lays on his back with me on top. Another hard dick enters my bum.

The guy who shot his load in my mouth goes for my vagina. And oh boy; he really rams it up me. The Viagra isn’t giving up yet.

I am being fucked pussy and bum again as the guy who was up my bum straddles us. I look at his dick and then at him. “Oh no don`t! Wash it first; don`t shove it in my mouth!”

I close my lips up tight, my hips still fucking with the two men already inside me. He just nips my nostrils together with his fingers. My mouth opens to breathe and in goes his shit covered dick.

I am sucking my own shit and this guy hasn’t CUM yet. But I hear “Oh god; suck, you dirty bitch!” He grabs my hair and shoots his load and I am swallowing a mix of shit and sperm.

Lucky Girl? My shagging goes on for hours and in different positions. Where all the sperm comes from simply baffles me. I am full of it up my bum and in my womb. And I have lost count of how many times I have swallowed it.

I orgasm three times, the guys more than that, until the Viagra starts to wear off. One by one the men became droopy and exhausted. I am curled up in a ball in the corner, crying softly and ashamed of myself for what I have done.

“We can`t leave her here,” one man says. They are all dressed now, “We have to get rid of her.” I go cold and shiver.

One man goes into another room and comes back with a green clothes line. As I cower in the corner I watch eyes wide with terror as he expertly makes a noose at one end of the line, “Oh no, don`t! I won`t tell anyone what happened! Please don`t do that; please don`t hang me! I have been a good girl and satisfied you all! But the guy cuts off two shorter pieces from the clothes line.

“Get her on her feet and hold her.” I am pulled to my feet, my arms pulled behind me. The green cord ties my hands so tightly it hurts. At the same time the noose is slipped over my head.

He pulls my hair out over it and the noose fits snuggly round my neck. Then my legs are tied just above my knees. “We can`t hang her in here!” one man says.

“This is just a bad dream” I am thinking as my heart pounds wildly.

“No, carry her down to the old privy at the bottom of the garden. Nobody ever goes there.”

A hand is clamped over my mouth and I am carried out of the back door down to the bottom of the garden. One man opens the privy door – DISGUSTING! The smell is foul, the walls and floor filthy. It is one of those old toilets with a metal water tank above the bowl and a chain pull.

“Oh god, not in here! Not like this! Please!” I cry, struggling and kicking.

“Lift her up and hold her!”

Two men lift and hold me about the cracked toilet bowl. The noose man wraps the clothes line round and round the metal water tank, tightening the noose round my neck. By now I am hysterical, pooping, and half weeing, “this can`t be happening!”

“Ok, let go of her” and the last words I ever say are “No; please, no!” They let my body hang. Right away the weight of my struggling body makes the noose tighter and tighter round my neck.

My body jerks and struggles, my feet kicking out trying to find firm ground. I can still see the men who used me and then murdered me. “She was a great shag. Such a waste of a lovely, tight cunt.” Then they are gone, closing the door behind them.

All sorts of things are going through my mind as I struggle in my death throes – my life, my family, my final fucking. My head is on fire feeling as if it is going to burst, my body spasming and kicking as the noose takes me nearer and nearer to my death. Sperm is trickling from my bum and my pussy, and splashes of it run down my bouncing boobs.

I have been well fucked, sucked more dick than I have ever done before. Now I am hanging by my neck dying, my reward for being a good girl.

Now the pain has gone. My eyes are wide open and unseeing. My tongue is just peeping out between my lips, and my boobs are just spasming as my body jumps and jerks. There is deep blackness now. I am dead, hung by my neck in a grotty, dirty shit house. Dorothy Brown is dead, her body cooling and hanging lifeless. No one will ever know how she spent her last few hours on earth.

Love Dottie

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Janet’s gift 4.2 (11)

Posted on February 12, 2017 by riwa

Janet first saw him at the public pool while she was swimming laps. She noticed he was there often… almost every day. It seemed to her like he was scoping out the chicks.

Whenever she wasn’t swimming, she watched him closely. She soon noticed a pattern. Those women who happened to go underwater got his notice most of all.

She saw him watching the ones who jumped into the diving well. It didn’t seem to be their form or technique he was interested in, but rather how long they stayed underwater. Those who stayed down the longest seemed to attract his watchful gaze.

As an experiment, she began doing some dives into the diving pool while he was there. But she made it a point to take her time swimming back up to the surface. As a general rule she was able to stay down longer than many others who used the diving well because she could hold her breath longer

Sure enough, whenever she would surface he would always be looking in her direction. He tried to make it look as though he wasn’t staring. But he was always watching her just the same… and she loved the attention.

Instead of swimming more laps, Janet took to using the diving well more often. She made it a point to stay down longer just to garner his attention. It always seemed to work.

Later on she brought it up with some of the other ladies showering and changing in the locker room. They told her he always came and watched them whenever they would go underwater. A couple of women admitted they had gone out on dates with him. Apparently he was drawn to girls who liked to be fully submerged.

One day while he was there at the pool, Janet went right up and introduced herself to him. She told him she noticed how he always liked to watch her underwater. He said he tried not to stare but that he really enjoyed seeing her below the surface.

She blushed as she offered to go diving for him, saying she would stay down even longer before coming up. He told her how much he would enjoy that. So Janet went over to the diving board and jumped off several times, sometimes taking as long as a minute before surfacing. They seemed to be hitting it off, so she decided to go out on a date with him.

That night while they were eating dinner he revealed to her he had this fetish for seeing women underwater. He told her he liked her physical features, especially the way she looked when she held her breath for so long. Janet beamed at the compliment.

She told him she’d been working on her breath-holding abilities in the pool. She said there were times when she could get up to three minutes or more if she was concentrating. He told her he was interested in seeing that if she would show him someday. So she agreed to go back with him to his place right after supper to demonstrate her breath-holding skills in his private pool.

He took her to his residence and showed her the large pool out back. There were several connecting tunnels going in and out to other smaller pools. He said he liked to watch so much that he’d installed underwater cameras in some locations.

Janet was impressed with his residence and his pool setup. Obviously he had lots of money. But the important thing to her was giving him a nice underwater show. So she slipped into a skimpy yellow bikini she’d brought along before proceeding to show off her stuff.

She swam through his tunnels, frequently staying submerged for as long as 90 seconds at a time. Then she did some breath-holds in the deep end. She found it particularly arousing showing off to him, especially since being underwater for great lengths of time had a way of turning her on as well.

He got in the water in his baggy blue trunks and swam around with her. He also used a handheld underwater camera to take pictures of her while she was holding her breath. She really liked all the attention he was giving her.

After that day she went to the public pool less often, choosing instead to go to his residence for her swims. He would frequently go under with her while taking pictures. Janet almost always became aroused at his attention as well as her long breath-holds. But she never told him how much it turned her on as that information was just a little too intimate for her to feel comfortable sharing with him.

One day Janet showed up without telling him she was coming, only to discover he had another girl naked in his pool. It looked like she was handcuffed to the bottom rung of the metal ladder in the deep end. He was using his scuba gear, offering the regulator to her and then taking it back in an effort to tease and torment her.

Janet’s first reaction was jealousy. It probably shouldn’t have surprised her to see another girl nude in his pool, considering they weren’t an item yet. And she had yet to swim naked for him. But seeing the other woman cuffed to the pool ladder unnerved her so much that she slipped away before he noticed her presence.

Back home, Janet found herself with mixed emotions. She was quite jealous of the other girl taking his attention away from her. What was that bitch doing differently that had caused him to lose interest in her?

Was it the bondage? Was it the nudity? Janet didn’t know for sure. But seeing the young woman in handcuffs made her think he might not have told her the full story of his fetish.

She went back to the public pool for her laps, missing his presence when he wasn’t there. Apparently this other girl had captured his attention, no doubt keeping him preoccupied. What could she do to pull him back in her direction?

She talked to some of the other girls about him, asking what they knew. That’s when she learned something he had not revealed to her before, perhaps out of fear of scaring her away? Apparently he had a drowning fetish.

This sudden revelation instantly clashed with a memory from her past. As a teenager she’d been playing in the pool with a bunch of friends. Eventually they ended up out in the deep end where she wasn’t a very good swimmer.

They began playfully dunking her, keeping her down for longer and longer periods of time. At one point she swallowed water while nobody was paying attention. Her swimming and breath-holding skills were virtually nil. As a result, she sank to the bottom of the pool, drowning all the way down.

When she regained consciousness she discovered she had been pulled out and revived. It had been a frightening experience. But she did remember orgasming just before blacking out.

On that day, Janet told herself it would never happen again. First she would learn how to swim until she’d become the best swimmer she could possibly be. Then she would work on her breath-holding skills so she could hold her breath if she was underwater longer than she’d anticipated.

Janet learned to appreciate the dangers of being in the water if one wasn’t careful. But she also learned to appreciate its allure. Being underwater for a long time had resulted in her experiencing an orgasm as she drowned. And she was curious about the sexual aspect of her frightening experience.

Janet took up swimming on a regular basis in order to stay in shape. But she also made it a point to spend a lot of time being underwater while working on holding her breath. She never told anyone about her experience or her sexual response to the frightening event. But now she was strongly tempted to tell this new guy her secret, especially since she was finding herself more and more attracted to him and was missing his presence.

She finally met up with him at the pool after a long absence. She asked if she could come over to his house for a visit. She was grateful when he agreed, afraid he might have become too intimately involved with that other woman.

Once she was there with him standing outside looking at his pool, she carefully shared her innermost secret. She told him about her drowning experience and about how being underwater for long periods of time resulted in wonderful orgasms. She shared everything, hoping her revelations might bring them closer together and might renew their former relationship.

He looked at her as though captivated by her tale. Then he reached out and took her hand. “Janet, I hope you don’t think ill of me. But I have a secret I want to share with you. Janet, I want you to drown for me. I think you would have a powerful orgasm, and I would really enjoy watching you drown.”

She was aghast, horrified he could ask such a thing of her. She slapped his face hard and then left him standing there as the tears streamed down her cheeks. How the hell could he ask her to do such a thing, especially after the way she’d shared how it had traumatized her so??

She went back to the public pool and avoided further visits to his residence. She saw him infrequently, although he did return to the pool now and then. Whenever he showed up, it seemed it was always with that dirty blonde bitch on his arm so he could watch her dive underwater for him.

The other girls at the pool immediately noticed how jealous and upset Janet was. It didn’t help matters when they told her to forget about him. After all, they’d heard he was taking that girl out on his boat and was going scuba diving with her. Apparently she was succumbing to his charms.

For some reason, hearing that news almost made her cry. She could not believe how attached to him she had become. Hearing he was out with another bitch almost tore her heart out.

Janet went down to the marina and located the boat he owned. She followed them both a couple of times down to the dock, watching from a discreet distance as he headed out to sea with that other girl who was usually wearing very scantily clad swimwear. It was the same bitch she’d seen handcuffed at the bottom of his pool.

Inwardly she found herself wanting to take her place. She wanted to go out on his boat with him. But she remembered what he’d asked her to do for him. How could she submit to such a wicked request?

A couple of weeks passed, only for Janet to feel adrift. She felt drawn to him, becoming jealous whenever she saw him with that bitch. She didn’t realize until now just how much she had enjoyed putting on shows for him, especially the way his swim trunks would tent whenever she was down for a particularly lengthy period of time.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized she might only have one option. It was the one thing that both excited and terrified her. But it might be the only way to get him back.

She secretly took up a scuba diving course. She was an apt pupil, a quick learner who rapidly became certified. Then she decided to seek him out.

He was hardly coming to the public pool anymore. The girls she asked told her they’d seen him around town with this new bitch. Apparently the woman was doing the kind of things he liked her to do in the water. But they believed she had an expensive lifestyle judging by her possessions and the way she looked whenever she came to the pool. A couple of them strongly suspected she might be a gold-digger, after him and his money.

That day Janet made a difficult decision. She gathered her courage and called him up, even though she’d been avoiding him all this time over his crazy request. It was hard for her to be the one to call him first, especially after she’d slapped his face the last time she’d been in his presence. But she swallowed her pride and did it.

When he answered the phone, she told him she’d been thinking about him a lot. She asked how he was getting along with that other girl. He told her she was doing well and that they were going out scuba diving a couple times a week.

Janet told him she’d also learned to scuba dive while they’d been apart. That seemed to get his attention. Then she asked him if he would like to see what she’d learned.

Janet held her breath, unsure what he might say. She had no idea whether or not he’d become too attached to that other girl. To her great delight he said yes. So they set up a date and a time.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. She was finally going to be out with him again… and on his boat no less. And this time she was determined not to let her opportunity slip away, no matter what it might cost her.

On the day of their outing she drove down to the marina, feeling both fearful and excited. He was waiting for her when she got there. Together they climbed aboard and headed out of marina with the promise of an exciting dive together.

Janet showed him the little knapsack she’d brought along with her. She smiled as she told him she would wear what was inside as a special treat for him once they arrived at their destination. His eyes lit up with anticipation.

They arrived at their destination and dropped anchor. The bottom was only thirty or forty feet down. Apparently he wanted to take it easy on her by not diving at a deeper location.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. It was time to put up or shut up. So she gave him her most seductive smile.

She saw him slipping into a black rubber wetsuit. He looked rather attractive in it. But she hoped he would like what she would soon be wearing for him.

“I guess it’s time for me to change,” she told him with a knowing smile. He looked at her knapsack, wondering what she was going to wear. It certainly didn’t look like she’d packed it with very much.

“You’re not going to wear a wetsuit, Janet?”

She shook her head… “No.” Then she turned the knapsack upside down and dumped the contents onto the deck. The only thing that fell out was a hairnet.

His eyes opened in astonishment. “Is that all??”

She smiled coyly as she took her clothes off right in front of him. His eyes got bigger until she finally stood naked before him, pulling down the hairnet over her head to fully contain her flowing tresses. She didn’t want them to get in the way of her facial features at the big moment.

He panted breathlessly… “Gawd; I’d forgotten how beautiful you are!”

She smiled at his remark. Then she saw he appeared to be ready. So she headed for the opening at the back of the boat.

“Wait,” he called out, stopping her as he motioned at the other scuba tank. “Aren’t you gearing up too?”

“No,” she told him as she shook her head. “I won’t be needing it.” Now she was really trembling from a mixture of anxiety and arousal.

“Janet, what’s going on? I thought we were going scuba diving together.”

“You are, but I’m not. You see, I won’t be needing it. That’s because I’ll be breathing off your regulator as we descend. Afterwards, you’ll be bringing me back up in your arms.”

“Bringing you back up in my arms? I don’t understand.”

“That’s because I’ve decided to drown for you.” She had to struggle to get the words out as her heart pounded in her chest.

His eyes nearly bugged out in astonishment. “Janet, are you serious?”

“I’m very serious,” she told him with a smile. Strangely her fear was easing a bit now that she’d said it… although her excitement was growing by leaps and bounds.

“But… but what about what happened to you as a teenager? What about the risks? Don’t you know how dangerous this is?”

“I’m perfectly aware of the risks. But I’m placing myself in your capable hands. I’m doing this because I love you.” There; she’d said it, admitting it to both herself and to him.

“You love me?? Janet, are you sure about this??”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to do this for you. I want to drown for you.”

“Janet, you’re crazy!”

She almost laughed over how funny the contradiction was: showing her willingness to bubble her breath away for him while he was now acting all hesitant about it. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my entire life. I want to do this for you. It’s my body, and I’m giving it to you.”

“Janet, are you sure?”

“When we’re on the bottom and you’re ready, I’m going to give you back the regulator. Then I’m going to hold my breath for as long as I can until my lungs give out. You’re probably going to see an expression of fear in my eyes at the very last moment as I might react like I want to change my mind during those last few seconds. But I don’t want you to give me any air, understand? And I want you to stop me if I try to break free and head back to the surface.”

He was panting heavily, totally incredulous at this unexpected turn of events. Janet looked down and noticed a very distinct bulge in his rubber wetsuit. It made her smile to herself at the effect she was having on him…

“I’m turning you on, aren’t I. You really want me to drown for you, don’t you.”

“Janet, I don’t know what to say!”

“You don’t have to say anything. Just make sure I don’t get another breath, no matter how much I act like I want it. And make sure I don’t make it back to the surface. Hold onto my body if you must… my spasming, orgasming body. You’re probably going to love me even more when I’m thrashing about drowning in your arms.” She smiled coyly at that last part, noticing how distinct that bulge appeared to be in his crotch.

“Janet, I don’t… I don’t know what…”

“I’m leaving myself in your capable hands. I trust you with whatever decision you decide to make.” And with that she turned and jumped head first off the back of the boat into the water with a splash.

She came up and waved as she tread water, a big smile on her face despite the dreadful anticipation she was experiencing. But for some reason he hadn’t jumped in with her yet. “Well, are you coming in or not? Do I have to go all the way to the bottom and drown all alone? Or are you coming down to enjoy the show?”

“I’m coming with you!” he called out, feeling an excitement he had never known before.

He held his dive mask and regulator to his face as he stepped off the back of the boat. He hit the water with a splash, exhaling bubbles as he finned back up to the surface. Janet swam over to him, her heart beating fast.

“Remember, I don’t come back up with any air in my lungs, ok? Hold on tight no matter how much I fight or struggle. This is my gift to you, so I want you to enjoy yourself.”

He was still incredulous, although he appeared to be warming rapidly to the idea. “Janet, no one has ever done this for me before. I… I don’t know what to say!”

She smiled at how appreciative he seemed to be. She was proving her love for him by taking this very special risk while he watched. It made her feel wonderful knowing no one else had ever done this with him before.

She took a deep breath and then jackknifed downward. He quickly followed her down, using his fins until he easily caught up with her. She had to pull with her arms to get herself down to the sea floor considering how buoyant her large breasts were. But they finally arrived together.

He took the regulator out of his mouth and gave it to her, wondering if she really had taken that scuba course like she’d told him. She accepted it and smiled, putting it into her mouth. She purged it before taking a deep breath.

He couldn’t believe how erotic it was being down here with such a gorgeous, naked mermaid sharing air from his regulator… especially one that wanted to drown for him. That other girl he was seeing was nice enough. But she had never volunteered to go this far. Besides, he had the distinct impression that dirty blonde was in the relationship in order to get whatever she could out of him.

But here was Janet, brazenly offering her life to him. The other one hadn’t offered nearly as much. It aroused him like nothing had ever aroused him before.

They passed the regulator back and forth after taking long, deep breaths. Janet felt herself calming down. A part of her goal was to hold her breath for as long as possible. That way she was virtually guaranteed of achieving that climax she was secretly going for. She hoped the orgasm she wanted to obtain would be worth the price she was about to pay.

She took deep breaths from the regulator before nodding at him… “I’m ready.” Then she took it out of her mouth and gave it back. She watched him put it between his lips, smiling as they hovered just above the sea floor.

He gently held her by her sides, admiring her beauty as she lovingly put her hands on his chest. She looked at him and smiled with all the love she could muster. It really was quite wonderful being down here all alone with him. But soon it was going to get… interesting?

Janet held her breath for a minute easily. He glanced at his watch to note the time. He wanted to see how long she could actually hold it down here before her lungs gave out.

She playfully ground her exposed crotch against his bulge. He was quite hard inside his wetsuit. Damn, this was exciting as hell!

She passed two minutes, still smiling as though it was a piece of cake. She lost a few bubbles out of her nose as she adjusted her position. That’s when she began feeling it in her stomach.

She tried to keep smiling at him, but it was getting harder. Her lungs were starting to strain. Boy, that regulator in his mouth sure looked good right about now. She could use another breath.

What would she do when her body started to panic? Would she fight for his regulator? Would he chicken out and deprive her of being allowed to present him with this special gift by drowning for him? She hoped not, but already she was starting to have second thoughts.

She could feel her pussy getting wet. This was more exciting than she could possibly have imagined. It would be great cumming down here holding her breath were it not for this scary drowning thing she was about to do for him.

Her stomach rippled as she strained to hold her breath. Her nipples hurt from protruding so much. Her pussy throbbed as her chest heaved.

She began to struggle a little in his grasp. A part of her wanted him to hold on. But what felt like a greater part of her wanted him to let her go.

What the hell was she thinking, agreeing to something as stupid as this?? Was she out of her cotton-pickin’ mind?? Janet had to consciously remind herself she was doing this out of her love for him.

A strong convulsion in her chest made her try to pull away instinctively, only for him to pull her naked body close. It calmed her down for a moment as she momentarily smiled reassuringly at him. Then she humped against his wetsuit, noting how hard his bulge had become.

She lost a few more bubbles out of her mouth as that urge to bolt for the surface hit her hard. Her eyes flew open in alarm as she struggled to break free, wanting him to let her go. She had reached that point where she was changing her mind. Gawd; was he really going to drown her down here??

She began to thrash about in his grasp, struggling to get away. He pulled her tight to his body, humping against her from the eroticism of it all. Her fear and growing panic were really turning him on.

Her lungs strained; she was beyond three minutes. She would have been proud of her time holding her breath were she not so anxious to get another hit of air. She cried out as she struggled instinctively in his grasp, only to feel his wetsuited body press up tight against her.

Janet shook her head, a part of her feeling grateful she’d used the hairnet so he could watch her expression. Then she screamed her breath away as he pulled her even tighter to his body. Panic was setting in; she wanted to breathe.

Her mind told her to calm down and accept the inevitable, especially since she was doing this for him. But her body rebelled. Five more agonizing seconds went by before she couldn’t hold her breath anymore.

The rest of her air exploded out of her mouth as she gulped in a big mouthful of water. Her pussy spontaneously squirted as she orgasmed hard, her back arching as she instinctively humped against his bulge. Then he was creaming himself in his wetsuit as she started spasming and convulsing, gulping down lungful after lungful of seawater.

It hurt so badly; this was far worse than drowning as a teen. And yet it felt more sexual than any other time she had ever experienced an orgasm. Janet bucked and shuddered in his grasp as he held her tight, lovingly accepting every moment of her precious gift to him. Then she finally went limp in his grasp.

He stared at her in astonishment as she looked at him with horror in her expression. Gawd; she was more beautiful than he had ever imagined. A muscle twitched as a few stray bubbles slipped out of her gaping mouth. Then his legs started pumping instinctively as he finned the two of them back up to the surface…

–

Janet slowly opened her eyes, noticing he was kneeling above her on the deck of his boat. She felt sore all over. And yet she felt as though she had experienced an unbelievable orgasm.

“Did I do it?” she panted tiredly, trying to smile up at him. “Did I drown for you?”

“Yes… yes you did. Gawd, Janet; I love you.”

“You didn’t let me go or give me any air, did you? I can’t seem to remember what happened down there.”

You spasmed in my arms as you drowned, darling. I creamed myself as you drowned for me. It was wonderful.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Janet. Let’s head back to the marina.” And with that he helped her up into a seat on his boat to make her more comfortable before pulling up the anchor and starting the motor…

© 2017 (written for Skip and Janet Jan 11 ’17 by riwa)

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Condom roulette (15&16) 4.7 (12)

Posted on February 6, 2017 by riwa

15

By now I had pretty much dropped any inhibitions I might have had where Nikki and Dana were concerned. I finished strapping the ball-gag into Nikki’s mouth and then started groping and fondling her boobs. She moaned and whimpered, no longer able to give us an opinion as to her possible fate.

“Are you scared or horny?” I asked her with a chuckle.

She let out a muffled grunt as her husband held onto her from behind. The look on his face seemed to indicate he was eager to play. “I’d say she’s a little bit of both,” he told me with amusement.

Eric looked at both women and then turned to me with a knowing smile. “Isn’t something missing, Alison?”

“What? What’s missing?” So he came over to me and whispered it into my ear.

My grin blossomed from ear to ear. “Of course. You’re right as usual, honey.” Then I told everyone, “Be right back” as I made a second pilgrimage to the bedroom.

When I returned I had some ornamental decorations in my hand. I gave a couple to Eric who took them over to Dana as I went to work on Nikki. Both women grunted in alarm, their eyes flying open at the nipple clamps and little weights in our hands. Hell, if we were going to go this far, they deserved the full treatment in case one of them was going to be putting on her last performance in the next few minutes.

“This is for all that fun you two had fucking me with the strap-ons,” I told her as I applied alligator clamps to Nikki’s nipples. She let out a muffled scream as I clipped them on. Behind me I heard Dana giving out little muffled yelps as Eric readied her nipples for the accessories.

“Damn, you guys are kinky!” Daniel observed with admiration.

“Tomorrow we’re going to the sex shop downtown and picking you up some special jewelry!” Dustin added with a laugh as he grinned at his whimpering wife. Maybe he assumed she was going to survive this. Maybe she was.

We added some weights to those clamps on their nipples. Nikki let out muffled yips and moans while Dana writhed and whimpered. Then they were ready for their rides with the condoms of death.

“To the bedroom!” Dustin declared, lifting his arm up grandly as he shook his wife by her shoulders. She let out another whimper, although she looked sexy as hell. I saw her pussy glistening with moisture.

“I think your husbands want to risk you bitches,” I chuckled at Nikki. For good measure I grabbed the weights on her nipples and gave them a little pull. Her cry of pain was a total turn-on.

Her husband was no help to her at all. He just laughed at her as he remarked, “I guess you should have been nicer to Alison while we were out of the house, honey.”

It wasn’t long before we were all back in the bedroom. The guys quickly stripped, revealing hard cocks from just how horny they’d all become. Apparently they were ready for more fucking.

Just for fun I got onto my knees and started sucking the husbands while grinning lasciviously at their wives standing naked with their jewelry pulling on their sensitive nipples… “Mmmm; tastes great. Too bad you two can’t enjoy one last suck. Maybe one of you has already sucked her last cock tonight. What happens if you’re lucky enough… or unlucky I should say? …to draw the condom of death? That would mean not getting to taste another cock ever again; am I right?” I couldn’t resist being a little wicked while enjoying myself.

Eric had a woman in each arm while I tended to Daniel and Dustin. He was enjoying reaching around and pulling on those nipple weights as he watched me suck off their husbands. So I asked him, “Which one of those two bitches do you like, honey?”

He turned to one and said, “I think Dana here wants my cock again; am I right, hun?”

I watched as pulled on her nipple weights. She let out a muffled cry as he reached down and fingered her wet cunt, causing her to writhe and moan as drool gathered around the gag in her mouth. “I’d say this sexy bitch gets to risk my condom of death.”

Eric didn’t seem too worried about risking another man’s wife, especially with Daniel egging him on while I was slurping on his meat. Dana’s husband added, “I can’t wait to watch those weights bounce from your tits, honey.” From the look in her eyes I don’t think she knew whether to be frightened or excited.

“So what are we going to do now?” Daniel asked. Dustin and Eric looked at me as though I was in charge of this round. That was fine with me as I certainly had something in mind.

“Ok, guys,” I told the husbands. “Lie flat on your backs on the floor with your heads pointing at each other.” Nikki and Dana grunted as they both gave me worried looks.

The guys laid out on the floor with their cocks saluting the situation. I instructed my husband to get their wives to straddle them. “Nikki gets to ride Dustin while Dana gets Daniel.”

“What about the condoms, honey?”

“In a minute, dear.”

Both women looked nervous as they straddled the other’s husband. At least they weren’t wearing a condom so they shouldn’t have been worried about impaling themselves. They both carefully knelt and straddled the men, moaning as they slowly took those tasty dicks inside their sexy cunts. The weights dangling from their nipples gave me erotic shivers as I remembered how many times Eric had “decorated” me.

“Now honey,” I told hubby as I gave him one of the latex gloves before pointing him over to the box. “Pick one out. Hell, any one will do.” So he pulled one out in a blue wrapper.

“My turn,” I said, giving the whimpering women a sly grin as I pulled out the last red one. Then I instructed my husband as I pointed over at Nikki… “You get Dana while I fuck this bitch over here.”

Daniel’s wife grunted in alarm as she knelt impaled on Dustin’s cock. Her eyes flashed with understanding as I picked up one of the strap-ons and attached it around my waist. Daniel looked at me in surprise as he asked, “You mean you and Eric will be wearing the condoms as you fuck our wives??”

“ASS-fuck your wives,” I corrected with a chuckle. “Got a problem with that?”

“Hell no! I fucking love it! We’ll double-team the sexy bitches while you and Eric fuck their asses with those condoms!”

Nikki grunted in alarm at her husband. But she must have been aroused as hell because it looked like she was soaking Dustin with her flowing juices. Dana’s expression made it look like she appeared caught between sexual excitement and apprehension.

I looked at my husband as I knelt behind Nikki and Dustin. “Ready, honey?” I asked. He just smiled and nodded as he knelt down as well.

“Go” and we both applied our condoms. Then I cackled, “Now ride those cocks as we fuck your asses, bitches!”

Nikki and Dana grunted as they were forced to bounce up and down, their husbands eagerly helping while making those weights from their nipples dangle deliciously. Daniel smiled at me as he told me, “Alison, I think you’re a fucking genius.”

“You guys don’t mind if we fuck their asses with condoms, do you?”

“Well, I might be a little sad if Dana bites the big one,” Dustin observed while enjoying Nikki bouncing up and down on his dick, those weights pulling on her nipples and bringing out muffled yips. “But I can’t be too angry or disappointed considering you’ve taken more condoms tonight than the two of them put together. Besides, I always thought this bitch was one hot fuck; eh, Nikki?”

He reached up and groped her boobs as she grunted and moaned. Then he jerked on her nipple weights. She yelped again as more drool accumulated around the ball-gag in her mouth.

I got right behind her and started to push my condom-covered strap-on inside her ass. She really grunted as I forced it right in. I loved the way it made her jerk and groan.

I looked across to see Eric working his cock into Dana’s ass as well. “Do you like it this way, baby?” I asked him as I pushed all the way into my bitch and then started to thrust. “This way you can watch Nikki’s face as she dies or I can watch Dana’s if she’s the one to go.” He just smiled as he replied, “You are one sick, sexy bitch, honey!”

“I’ll miss you if you go, honey!” Dustin said to his wife as he looked back to see her getting it up her cunt and ass. “But if you’re going to go, at least you can go out with a bang!”

“One hell of a bang, right bitch?” I cackled as I thrust harder up Nikki’s ass.

Normally I prefer being on the submissive side of things. But having Eric and I fuck these bitches up their sexy asses, knowing any time one of them could keel over from the ultimate lethal fuck, had me all hot and bothered. I decided I was really going to enjoy raping a couple orgasms out of Nikki’s ass while those weights pulled on her nipples. And if she survived I decided I was going to try raping a couple more out of her.

“Oh fuck!” Dustin declared as he and I worked Nikki over good. She was whimpering and moaning as though she didn’t know what the hell to do with herself. The more she grunted, the harder I thrust into her tight ass.

I looked over and saw my husband really giving Dana’s butthole a good pounding. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head as she rode Daniel’s cock like a pro, those nipple weights bouncing like crazy. If she was going to go, it looked like she was going to try to enjoy herself the whole way down.

I watched Eric thrust into Dustin’s wife until we sort of set up a rhythm together. We thrust hard as though we were ass-fucking our bitches in unison. I loved watching those weights on her tits bounce in time to his thrusts.

Their husbands kept declaring how hot it was while telling their wives to go ahead and go out in a blaze of glory. I couldn’t see Nikki’s face. But if it was anything like what was reflected in Dana’s eyes then I knew she was having one hell of a ride.

Nikki started grunting, causing me to thrust harder to make those weights bounce off her tits. Dana joined in, her muffled groans sounding incredibly erotic. The guys just kept egging us on as those bitches rode their cocks… “Fuck my wife’s ass, Alison… ride that ass and kill that sexy bitch… gawd, she looks so fucking hot…” “Damn, Eric, you’re giving my Dana a really good pounding… hey, baby, are you getting close to dying yet? You look so fucking incredible being fucked in the ass like that while Daniel fucks your cunt! Those weights are really bouncing off your tits! Do you like them?”

I don’t know if it was perfect timing or what. One second my husband and I were fucking the shit out of those two sweet asses. Then next they were tipping their heads back and letting out muffled cries of orgasm. It was arousing as hell; I nearly climaxed right along with them!

I watched as Eric suddenly lashed out and started choking Dana with his bare hands. Fuck; what inspiration! So I lashed out and started choking Nikki as well. “Let’s take these two bitches to hell, baby!” I declared as I squeezed hard.

We both started pounding their asses as they let out muffled grunts and cries. I saw Dana’s eyes roll as my Eric choked the shit out of her. Then she was cumming all over Daniel’s cock. Underneath me Nikki shuddered hard until I decided she’d had enough choking.

I let go of her neck as Eric and I eased back until we were giving those asses a nice, slow rhythmic fuck. I was sweating up a storm, although I noticed I wasn’t the only one bathed in perspiration. Then I saw Daniel’s hands fly up as he started choking Dana while she rode his cock. Beneath me I heard Nikki give out a muffled glurk as Dustin’s hands wrapped around her throat as well.

I heard Dana’s husband cry out, “Fuck her ass hard, Alison! I’m gonna choke the fucking bitch!” So I started thrusting harder. Across from me I saw Daniel squeezing Dana’s neck until her face really started turning red as Eric began to fuck her ass hard again. Damn, were their husbands actually going to finish the job the condoms had apparently failed to do?

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Nov 1 ’16 by riwa)

 

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Eric pulled on Dana’s weights to her nipple clamps. She jerked a little, but her face was so red and she was struggling to breathe to the point where I’m not sure she noticed. Then it looked like she started cumming all over Daniel’s cock.

Beneath me Nikki shuddered as Dustin choked the shit out of her. It felt like she was all caught up in one orgasmic feedback loop. She was squeezing so hard I could barely shove the strap-on in and out of her ass.

Dustin suddenly let go. Nikki toppled over sideways, looking like she wasn’t breathing at all as I slid right out of her ass and hit the floor with her. Across from me Dana virtually did the same thing, her face a deep shade of red as she collapsed in a heap.

I figured Nikki needed to breathe right away. So I scrambled to unstrap that ball-gag and pull it out of her mouth. I got it loose but I had to work to get it out as her teeth were really clamped down on it.

I noticed Eric and Daniel working on Dana. My husband was working to remove the ball-gag as Nikki’s husband tried to unclasp the nipple clamps. I knew from past experience how much it hurt taking them off. But she was barely breathing to the point where I’m not even sure she noticed.

Nikki’s chest suddenly rose and fell. It made me feel a little bit better. I guess I was more shocked we might have killed them than I thought I would be.

They got to breathing on their own as Dustin went into the kitchen and got them something to drink. They were a little dehydrated, gulping down the water he gave them. Then he gave them a shot of something alcoholic.

They both finally started to come around. “Are you as sore as I am?” Nikki asked Dana. Her friend nodded weakly.

“How was it?” Daniel wanted to know.

Dana replied, “For a minute there I didn’t think I was ever going to stop cumming. All that pain and not being able to breathe with cocks in both holes? It’s a miracle I’m still here!”

“What about you?” I asked Nikki.

She gave me a wry smile before replying, “I probably deserved that. At first it kinda hurt. I think you were really enjoying yourself. Then the pleasure took over and I didn’t think it was ever going to stop.”

“And you,” she added, glaring at Dustin before a smile suddenly blossomed all over her face. “I thought you were really going to kill me with your bare hands! That literally sent me into orbit!”

“And the condoms?” Eric wanted to know.

“That was pretty fucking scary for a moment there,” Dana responded. “But the thought of being double-teamed and fucked to death sort of kicked in at one point. I was both terrified and aroused as hell. I think that really added to my orgasms.” She looked at me before finishing with, “No wonder you’re so fucking addicted!”

“Crazy, isn’t it?” I told them with a grin. “At first you don’t think you want to… you think it’s the stupidest idea known to man. But once you get started and you’re being fucked using a condom, you start wondering maybe you’ll die or maybe you won’t. It really heightens the fear and arousal until you’re so blotto with orgasms you don’t know which end is up.”

“You got that right,” Nikki admitted. “Fuck, I’m still feeling aftershocks. Those nipple weights were wicked good!”

“Blame that on my sadistic husband.”

Eric just grinned at me. Then he told Dustin and Daniel, “For a minute there I thought maybe you two were going to kill each other’s wife.”

“She was really milking my cock,” Dustin admitted as he grinned at Nikki. “It felt amazing. Hell, I think I shot a gallon up her pussy when I finally did cum.”

“I’m a fucking mess,” Nikki told him with a weary smile. She leaned over and gave him a deep, soulful kiss. Then she moved over next to her husband and snuggled up to him.

“I never thought wife-swapping would be this intense,” my husband chuckled as he shook his head.

“That’s because we had no idea your death-laced condoms would add so much eroticism to the night,” Nikki replied. “You should have seen us fucking your wife with the strap-ons. Hell, she was going nuts… almost as though she wanted to die!”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” I chuckled nervously.

“I don’t know,” Dana added. You sure were cumming up a storm. Hell, for a moment there you acted like you didn’t want us to stop.”

“The hell I didn’t!”

“Liar,” she proclaimed, and we all laughed good-naturedly.

I crawled over and cuddled with Eric. “So was fucking Nikki and Dana everything you thought it would be?”

“I didn’t know what it was going to be like,” he admitted. “…certainly not with the night we’ve had using those condoms.”

“Think you’d ever be up for it again?” Dana challenged.

“I might.” Eric grinned like the cat that had just swallowed the canary.

“I could use another drink,” Nikki observed. So we all got up from the floor and headed into the dining room. Eric and I brought some bottles from the liquor cabinet and proceeded to mix a few drinks.

I went to the kitchen and made sure we also got some water. After all, we didn’t want to risk too much dehydration. Then we sat around the table talking about the evening’s activities.

The discussion got pretty raunchy as to who had done what to whom. But there were no inhibitions between us. Hell, all of those had fallen away a long time ago. It was as though we were old friends talking about our most recent sexual exploits in extremely graphic detail.

I thought the evening was going to wind down. But about fifteen minutes later with all that lewd talk, I noticed the girl’s nipples were protruding again. I put my hand in Eric’s crotch and discovered he was getting hard.

“Fuck!” I blurted out. “Are we going to have to finish this evening off by blowing our husbands?”

“That reminds me,” Nikki observed. “It just occurred to me.”

“What?”

“You’ve taken condoms from almost everyone tonight.”

“Almost?? Who the hell did I leave out??”

“Why your husband of course!”

We all laughed at that. I was trying to remember if any of us had fucked our own husbands. The night was becoming a blur of orgasms and adult beverages. I was curious just how much of this I was going to remember in the morning. I hoped it would be all the erotic parts.

“Don’t you think you should fuck Eric right about now?”

“I can fuck him anytime I want, Dana.”

“Yeah, hun. But what if we want to watch?”

“You’ve already watched me fuck everyone else tonight.”

“Yeah, but not Eric with a condom.”

“You want me to fuck Eric with a condom??”

“Why not?” Now Nikki was getting in on it. The bitch was smiling as though she was eager to see what I would look like dying with my cunt impaled on my husband’s glorious cock.

“Don’t you think we’ve had enough?” That was from Daniel. It was nice at least one of us was trying to use some common sense.

Dustin asked, “How many condoms are left in the box?” Both Nikki and Dana looked at me as though the night was not yet officially over.

I did some mental calculations in my head. But Eric was a little faster as he told them, “Five… I think.”

“Perfect,” Nikki giggled. “You’ve only got a one-in-five chance of drawing the deadly one, Alison. How about it?”

“I’ve had four already,” I replied indignantly. But I was already starting to think about it. The problem was: the idea was starting to make me wet at the thought of Eric sending me straight to hell with his cock up my cunt… the perfect ending to a crazy night.

I suddenly realized I had to put a stop to this before I was dead by morning. So I looked both bitches in the eyes… “Not unless you each try one with me!”

They both inhaled sharply. Obviously they hadn’t considered I might throw that out. I heard Dustin mutter, “The bitch is fucking crazy.” Then I saw the look in Dana’s eyes.

…and then I looked at Nikki and saw what was reflected in her expression…

Holy shit! Were those crazy bitches actually giving it some thought??

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Nov 12 ’16 by riwa)

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(AF’s) Corporate Spy 3.9 (12)

Posted on January 30, 2017 by riwa

Allison opened the door, walked into her apartment and sat down at the kitchen table. She started sorting through the mail awaiting her. That’s when she came across a blank envelope.

Concerned, she opened it and pulled out the single folded sheet of paper it contained. These were the words she read:

Agent Black

Weapons system computer disks stolen last night.

Disks hidden by thief in private residence pool.

Report to headquarters immediately for recovery assignment.

She sighed. Another assignment. So she quickly reported in and got the location of her target. With a bag of equipment she might need already in her vehicle, she set out.

She parked her vehicle, retrieved her bag and then walked through a set of woods until she came upon a dock she’d previously scoped out. She inflated the tube and set it in the water. Then she set her equipment bag inside the tube.

She’d already concluded the safest way to get to the thief’s residence without being seen was to cut through the woods and cross this body of water. That way she could enter through the back yard.  So she sprawled across the tube and started paddling her way across.

The director had given her this assignment personally, knowing her breath-holding skills. This might be an underwater operation if she couldn’t retrieve the disks right away. If she were successful, Alison believed a promotion might be in the works.

Reaching the dock on the other side, she grabbed her gear and headed into more woods in the direction of the house. The pool should be out back, easy to find and partially obscured. She hoped she could get in and get out with the disks without being observed.

She carefully crossed an open area. She was in pretty good shape. If she did encounter the thief or any guards, she figured she would be able to handle herself without too much trouble so long as there weren’t too many of them.

She came up to a fence and peeked around it, immediately discovering the pool. So the information was correct. The disks had to be in the pool.

She entered the patio and looked down into the water. That’s when she found a small black bag handcuffed to the bottom of the pool ladder. It was far enough down to where she would have to hold her breath. She was going to get wet on this one.

She pulled off her shorts, not wanting to get them soaked. After all, she figured her panties would dry quickly enough. Besides, she wasn’t planning on hanging out and sunning herself afterwards.

She pulled a weight belt out of her bag and strapped it on. She didn’t want buoyancy to be a hindrance. She also pulled out a length of plastic hose and tied one end to the top of the pool ladder. This way she wouldn’t have to hold her breath. Then she pulled out a lock-picker she’d wisely brought along.

She put the other end of the plastic hose into her mouth. So far so good; she was getting the air she would need. Satisfied she could breathe through the hose, she stepped down into the pool.

She felt a refreshing chill, although the water was not too cold. It was a good thing she’d brought a weight belt along. She didn’t want to deal with floating up toward the surface while she was in the middle of retrieving the disks in that container.

She breathed through the hose as she checked the handcuffs. They looked ordinary enough, something she should be able to open quickly. A minute or two and she should be out of here. Hell, she almost didn’t need the hose, although she was glad she’d brought it along.

She went to work on the cuff holding the bag. She pried and twisted with her little lock-opening device. But it was proving stubborn. Now she was glad she’d brought the hose along.

Up at the house, a woman stepped outside to have a look. She felt uneasy, especially with the stolen disks in her possession. She would sure be glad when her boss finally sent someone to take them off her hands.

On impulse, she headed down to the pool to check on the disks. Losing them would mean her life. She almost wished she wasn’t the one who had stolen them in the first place.

She peeked around the fence, only to let out a curse under her breath. Lying on the ground were a pair of shorts, a bag, and a plastic hose tied to the pool ladder. A careful check revealed the intruder was still in her pool.

What should she do now? If she went to call someone, the woman might get the disks and disappear. She suspected it would be up to her to deal with the bitch herself.

She walked to the edge and looked down into the water. She saw a slender young woman trying to pick the lock and free the bag. A moment later the cuff opened, allowing the bag to settle onto the pool floor.

That settled it; there was no time to call anyone. She would have to take care of this herself. She slipped out of her heels as she certainly wasn’t going to risk damaging them in chlorinated water. Then she jumped into the pool.

Alison was surprised when the cuff opened. The bag with the disks inside went right to the bottom of the pool. Now all she had to do was pick it up and then get the hell out of here.

She had just picked it up when she heard a splash. Immediately she was attacked by a woman. Was this bitch the thief who had stolen the disks?

There was a struggle underwater. Alison clung to the bag as the woman grappled with her. But she wasn’t about to let the disks out of her possession now.

She was so busy trying to hang onto the bag that she didn’t see the woman wrestle her close to the pool ladder. With a swift motion, the woman grabbed an arm and cuffed her wrist. Alison grunted in alarm as she gasped for breath through the plastic hose still in her mouth.

With a hard jerk, the woman pulled the bag out of her hands. Then she climbed up the ladder out of the pool. Alison had lost the bag… and now she was cuffed to the ladder. And she no longer had the lock-picker in her hand!

The thief looked down into the water. “This will take care of you,” she said to herself as she pulled on the plastic hose. She pulled it out of the intruder’s mouth and all the way out of the pool so the bitch couldn’t use it to get any air.

She looked down into the pool, making sure it looked like the intruder wasn’t getting out any time soon. Then she headed back up to the house. She had to place a call asking what they wanted her to do with the body once the bitch drowned in her pool.

In the span of a few horrific seconds, Allison’s world had been thrown into chaos. One minute she had successfully picked the lock and released the package. Now she was cuffed to the pool ladder after some bitch had caught her by surprise. To make matters worse, she had dropped the lock picker once the bag had come free… and the bitch had pulled her hose up, leaving her with just the air in her lungs!

Alison struggled to free herself from the handcuffs. Without the lock-picker, she might not be able to get the damned thing open! She struggled as she tried to pull her wrist out of the cuff.

Her lungs were already beginning to burn from the energy she’d used to fight the woman off. She wouldn’t be able to hold her breath much longer! As the urge to breathe became intense, she clamped a hand over her mouth in a frantic attempt to keep from inhaling.

She yanked against the cuff, but she couldn’t get her wrist free. Her lungs heaved, instinctively causing her to plug her nose. Alison knew she was almost out of breath. How had this assignment gone downhill so damned fast??

She jerked against the cuffs as air burst out of her mouth. First she tried ripping her wrist out. Then she clanked against the cuffs as she jerked and pulled. A massive convulsion hit her hard, her stomach rippling as her lungs heaved.

She winced as she strained to hold her breath for as long as she could. But it was just no use. As she covered her mouth and tried to pinch her nose shut, she lost a big burst of air as she convulsed painfully.

She went into severe convulsions as her body jerked and hitched. She kept swallowing water, only to cough hard before inhaling another mouthful. It hurt like hell until she finally went limp.

The weight belt pulled her down at an angle as she hung tethered to the pool ladder. Her lifeless eyes stared in shock as her lips remained parted. Her last thought was how her boss would kill her for not retrieving the stolen disks. Then consciousness faded away as she hung with her wrist tethered to the pool ladder.

Up at the house, the thief finished her call. They would dispose of the body once they came for the disks. Then she would be out of it.

She went back down and checked her pool. The intruder hadn’t gotten away. She smiled to herself as she headed back to the house, proud of the way she’d taken care of it herself.

© 2005; 2017 (written Apr 16 ’05; ed. Jan 28 ‘17 by riwa)

(Pictures and story idea are from Aqua fantasies Mermaids in Peril Vol 4. Pictures are used for illustration purposes only.)

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Rainbow Machine 4.2 (17)

Posted on January 24, 2017 by riwa

It was just a girlie get together at my friend Peggy`s home between Samantha, Me and Peggy`s elderly aunt who had emigrated from Germany in the early 1950s. Mostly it was just small talk including things of a sexual nature like how big a penis could a vagina take and things like that. We’re not exactly a group known for talking about flowers and cookbooks.

We were sipping tea when there was a knock on the door. In walked Connie, our friend from America. “I just called to see you guys before I fly home. I don`t fly out for another four hours yet, so I thought I’d stop by for a few minutes.” Naturally we welcomed her inside.

Connie`s sister and her husband were with her. “Is it ok if we leave her with you for an hour, Peggy, while we go shopping? Then we’ll come back and take her to Heathrow for her flight home.”

“No problem,” Peggy said with a dismissive wave. “You go shopping; she’ll be fine with us.” And with that Connie`s sister and her husband were gone.

Peggy looked at us and smiled. “Would you girls like to see my latest invention down in the basement?” She was very inventive and we were curious as hell. So off we went down into the basement.

We came across this strange contraption in the center of the room. Actually it was just a metal plate in the floor. Above was a metal chain which could be pulled up or down.

“So what is this, Peggy?” I asked curiously.

“Haven’t given it a name yet,” she replied.” Haven’t even tried it out yet.” Then she turned to Connie.

“How about you, darling? Would you be willing to give it a try before you fly out?”

Connie thought about it for a moment. “Why not?” she replied with a smile. “Of course I will.” Peggy was always good for something kinky and erotic.

“Great. You need to undress, Connie. Don’t worry about the rest of us watching; we’re all friends here.”

“No problem.”

Connie quickly undressed, revealing a stunning figure. She was only twenty-nine years old and had never had children. So her body was in perfect condition. And with her golden blonde hair hanging over her shoulders she looked sensational.

“Step onto the metal plate, Connie. Hold your hands above your head while I shackle them to the ring hook above you.”

Peggy proceeded to secure her arms above her head. Now Connie really looked sensational, her thirty four C boobs standing out magnificently. Then Peggy locked her feet to the metal base in the floor until Connie was completely helpless.

“Kinky, Peggy,” she giggled. “Ok; so what happens now?”

Peggy produced a tin full of some kind of gel. Then she started to rub it all over Connie`s stunning body. Immediately she began to balk as she wriggled uncertainly…

“Hey; hang on there! I can’t go on the plane all covered in this stinking stuff!”

“Not to worry, Connie,” Peggy told her. “You can shower and clean yourself up after we’re done down here.”

Once she was ready we all stood around looking at Connie standing there smeared with gel and looking sexy as hell. Then I looked enquiringly at Peggy and asked, “So now what happens?”

“Just wait,” she replied with a knowing grin. “You girls might want to take a step back though.”

We all stepped back, curious as to what was going to happen next. Suddenly jets of flame shot up from all around the metal plate in the floor. Connie let out a startled scream… “My gawd, Peggy, what are you doing to me??”

“Stay calm” was Peggy’s reply, her eyes twinkling as she smiled at her. A moment later Connie’s body caught fire and became fully engulfed.

It quickly became apparent all that gel was highly flammable. The scream that came out of Connie`s mouth was indescribable. Soon she actually started changing color.

Her writhing body began to glow from red to blue with greenish tints all mixed in as the flames licked hungrily at her flesh. She looked utterly amazing all ablaze like that. In agony she threw her head back until seconds later all that beautiful blonde hair was gone.

Her lower body glowed green as the upper part of her turned a purple hue. Her head was fully engulfed, lit up in a fiery red. She looked like an amazing, colorful candle all lit up like that as she let out one last, agonizing scream.

Just then her sister came down stairs. She walked in and said, “I forgot to ask you about next week.” Then she caught sight of the writhing colorful flames and gasped in astonishment, “Is that Connie?”

“Sure is,” Peggy replied with a grin.

“Gawd, she looks fantastic! Look at the way her body is glowing in all those different colors! Damn, Peggy!”

There were no more sounds from Connie, surely she was gone. But amazingly her burning body continued to gyrate. Her boobs were on fire and I swear they were melting, the fat from them falling to sizzle upon the metal plate she was standing on.

The colors kept coming – blue, pink, green and red. Connie`s body was a mass of mixed colors, green up to her waist, a purple-blue chest and her flaming red head. By now her skin was almost gone as her bones were beginning to show through.

Her breast bone appeared first, followed by her rib cage. Then I saw the bones in her legs. It was amazing the way the chains were still holding her upright.

Her bones burnt several minutes more until her wrists gave out in the chains above. What was left of a once beautiful girl fell in a heap onto the metal plate still glowing rainbow colors with bright red in the center. I heard Samantha gasp; one look told me she was orgasming.

Peggy groaned too as she orgasmed a few moments later. I wasn’t far behind, cumming shamefully. I tried to be silent, but my orgasm was so intense I screamed aloud.

The sight of Connie burning and melting was so erotic none of us could help ourselves. The metal plate glowed red and then turned white hot as it converted Connie`s bones into powder. We all watched open-mouthed at what was happening to her remains.

The metal plate suddenly swung open. Connie’s ashes fell away into the sewers below, more than twenty feet under the building. Peggy used a high powered water jet to remove what was left before locking the metal plate back into position. Then we were all standing there looking at what we’d first seen when we’d entered an empty basement. It was as though nothing had happened.

“I think I’ll call it my rainbow machine,” Peggy announced with a smile. “To be honest I never expected it to work so perfectly and put out all those colors.” Then she looked right at me as she added, “You know? I think we should use it again real soon.”

A cold shiver ran up my spine. Strangely it was not out of fear, but rather a perverse excitement. Was she implying I was going to be her next victim on her rainbow machine?

“I guess you saved us a trip,” Connie`s sister told Peggy with a smile. “We won`t need to go to Heathrow after all, now that Connie is gone. She did look sensational as she burnt in so many different colors.”

Peggy`s aunt who had never said a word the entire time suddenly spoke up. “I was only seven years old during the Second World War and when the fire storm ripped through Hamburg. People were running around in flames burning in different colors before falling dead in the street. I never thought I would see anything like that ever again. But Connie glowed just like they did.”

That night I couldn’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning remembering Connie burning as I experienced orgasm after orgasm. And I kept remembering the look on Peggy`s face when she had looked at me and said, “We must do this again soon.”

Was I going to be her next “rainbow”? Was I going to be consumed the way Connie had been devoured by the flames? I shuddered from another intense orgasm before I fell into a deep sleep, totally exhausted.

Two weeks later my phone rang. “Hi Dorothy. It`s Peggy. We’re having another girlie get-together next Tuesday. Can you come round about seven? I’ve got a new girl coming by and I want to show her the basement. I have someone special in mind for her to watch in my color machine.”

Bloody hell. Was I about to become her next rainbow? I got the shivers something fierce as I told her I would be there.

(written by Dorothy; ed. by riwa)

I called a cab and headed over, my heart in my chest. Was Peggy going to burn me in her rainbow machine? Or did she have another woman in mind? Maybe she was inviting me because she remembered how loudly I had orgasmed watching Connie turn into a fiery rainbow.

Aw, hell; who was I kidding? I was almost certain she planned on burning me. So why the hell was I going over in the first place??

I had a couple of new girls in town and I was anxious to show them my rainbow machine. I had already picked out a deserving candidate too. I had always wanted Dorothy for myself but she was never interested. Now I was going to give her husband James a chance to go out and pick up a new bitch to fuck.

I knocked on Peggy’s door and she opened it right up. She smiled when she saw it was me. “So glad you could come over for girlie night, love.” But the way she looked at me made my heart leap into my throat as I got really wet down below.

Samantha was there but apparently her elderly aunt couldn’t make it. Instead she introduced me to a couple of other lovely ladies – Cyndi and Caroline. Both looked very attractive.

Peggy poured me some tea as I took up a seat in the living room. Then we began chatting about girlie stuff again. As usual it was about sexual things, mostly of a lesbian nature. All that did was make me wriggle and squirm as I found the subject both embarrassing and arousing.

Peggy asked if we wanted to go downstairs and see her rainbow machine. She looked me right in the eye when she said it. Instantly I gasped for breath as I got really wet down below.

Cyndi and Caroline were both curious about my machine. I’d already secretly told Samantha who I wanted to star in my little demonstration. She told me she was really looking forward to watching our sexy Dorothy burn.

I led them all downstairs to my special room. I’m sure it looked totally innocent to Cyndi and Caroline with only that metal plate in the floor and that chain dangling from the ceiling.  I looked at Dorothy but she seemed breathless as hell and looked like she was trying not to hyperventilate. So I decided to prolong the mystery a little of who I had already picked out by asking everyone to strip.

“My machine works best when we’re all naked,” Peggy told everyone. I gave her a dubious eye; that was a bold-faced lie. I think she just wanted to see everyone’s body the moment someone was burning in her machine… and I still had my suspicions it was me. So why the hell wasn’t I coming up with a reason to feign sickness or a bad headache right about now??

Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline had no problem stripping out of their clothes. Soon we were all naked. Five sets of tits sported erect nipples. But I was the most embarrassed as my pussy was wet as hell.

I loved seeing all those sexy, naked bodies. But now it was time for the fun stuff. “All right,” I said after we’d all ogled each other for a few moments. “Who wants to give my machine a try?” Then I looked right at her with a sinister grin as I asked Dorothy, “How about you, love?” I was so excited knowing her body was going to be on fire and glowing in a matter of moments.

I thought I was going to faint dead away when she looked right at me and asked if I wanted to try out her machine. I was wet as hell and dripping shamefully. “M-maybe someone else w-wants to try it out?” I stammered nervously.

“Naw, I think you’d look great, Dorothy. Girls, don’t you think our Dorothy here looks sexy to try out my machine?”

Everyone agreed with her, especially considering the dangling chains. I think they knew I was going to be in them and they wanted to see me in a submissive posture. Samantha looked positively glowing with excitement at the prospect of seeing me on fire.

She had no choice, of course. Everyone wanted to see her secured to that chain dangling from the ceiling. There’s something about a woman chained and submissive that looks sexy as hell. And judging from the way Cyndi and Caroline were giving her lustful looks I think they were just as excited as Samantha and I.

“C’mon, love; you’re it,” I told her as I pulled Dorothy over to the metal plate. “Everyone wants to see you in chains.” I giggled as I stretched her arms up and then secured them before working on locking her feet to the metal plate. Strange how she didn’t try to run; maybe she wanted this more than the rest of us!

I stammered nervously; I couldn’t make my legs move as Peggy bound my wrists in those chains. Then she secured my feet so I couldn’t go anywhere. I kept gasping for breath, on the verge of hyperventilating. My nipples were so erect they hurt, and my pussy was gushing my arousal and humiliation.

“How does she look girls?” Peggy asked with a grand gesture when she was done. “She looks sexy as hell,” Caroline observed. Cyndi’s eyes were wide as she licked her lips. “I’m really looking forward to this,” Samantha added, her eyes flashing enthusiastically.

I produced my tin of gel and began smearing it all over Dorothy’s sexy body. This was the first and only time I ever got to touch her naked. My hands were trembling with desire as I took my sweet time rubbing that grease all over every inch of her body save for her head.

“Bloody hell!” Cyndi breathed excitedly. “She looks fucking hot!” Samantha added. “What’s with the grease?” Caroline wanted to know.

“It makes my rainbow machine sparkle,” I chuckled as I rubbed it into her breasts.

I was weak as water and I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I finally whispered, “Why are you doing this to me, Peggy?”

“Because I’ve always wanted you but could never have you because you were never interested. And there’s that guy in Leeds. Now he’s going to get a chance to go out and try out a new lass, don’t you think?”

She worked her fingers into my pussy… “Damn, love! You’re really wet for it! Don’t worry; this will really give you a hot time down there.” Then she patted my crotch before stepping back. My eyes were wide with fright; I was panting like crazy.

It took everything I had not to molest her right then and there. I know Samantha would not have minded watching. And I got the impression Cyndi and Caroline would have been ok with it. But I had something much better to show them.

“Ok, girls; better step back a bit. This is going to be colorful and you’re going to want to take it all in.” I took a few steps back, and they all followed suit as poor Dorothy started panting and whimpering.

This was it; I was really going to burn now! I stared at Peggy all wide eyed and terrified as she grinned at me. “Enjoy yourself, Dorothy. I know we all are going to appreciate you demonstrating my machine.” And with that she turned the bloody thing on.

Jets of flame shot up all around me as I gasped for breath. Then I was screaming my head off in orgasm “I’M ON FIRE – I’M ON FIRE!” as the heat intensified. The gel hadn’t caught yet; it would be any second now.

“Bloody hell, you’re burning her?” Cyndi gasped in astonishment. “Look at her cum!” Caroline gasped breathlessly. Samantha and Peggy simply reached down and started fingering themselves.

I screamed in agony as the gel finally caught fire with a WHOOSH. I felt it go all the way into my pussy, giving me the orgasm to end all orgasms. Then my head caught fire, burning my hair away as I became one massive fiery flame of changing colors.

I couldn’t hear or see them anymore. All I was aware of was this loud roar of fire while being in the midst of a terrible inferno. Surely this was what hell was like. Then I tried to inhale, only to feel flames shoot down my throat and incinerate my lungs in an instant………….

Dorothy sagged in the chains… or rather what was left of her sagged. She was kept upright by her chained wrists as her body glowed green and blue with her head ablaze in a fiery yellow like the tip of a candle. Other colors flashed brilliantly across her totally engulfed form.

“Bloody hell, that’s hot!” Samantha gasped as she furiously rubbed herself into an orgasm. I was right behind her; it was erotic as hell. “My gawd!” Cyndi gasped as she reached up to start touching her tasty boobs. Caroline just stared in amazement as her hands began to roam her naked, quivering body.

I heard Dorothy’s breasts pop from the flames, heard the sizzle as they splattered onto the metal below. Her skin was rapidly melting away as the intense heat made her body twist and gyrate. It was like she was doing a sexy dance for us all.

Bones began to appear as the colors continued to flash. Cyndi let out a gasp and then stiffened and shuddered in orgasm. Samantha was well on her way to a second one. Caroline let out a cry of “Oh fuck!” before she thrust her fingers hard into her dripping pussy. The ladies around me were sweaty and cumming up a storm, triggering my second orgasm.

We got a glimpse of Dorothy’s skeleton in the flames as though she was still dancing. Then the wrists burned free of the chains as she crumpled in a heap. The fire instantly diminished to incinerate the pile of bone and ashes.

The metal plate glowed red and then turned white hot as it converted Dorothy’s bones into powder. Samantha kept fingering herself while Cyndi and Caroline gasped and masturbated shamelessly. It was an incredible sight to behold.

The metal plate suddenly swung open. Dorothy’s ashes fell away into the sewers below, more than twenty feet under the building. That’s when I turned on the high powered water jet to wash everything away.

I flushed it all down the opening until Dorothy’s ashes had been completely swept away. It was as though she had simply ceased to exist. Then I casually locked the metal plate back into position.

“Well girls,” I asked with a sly grin. “What did you think?” The basement was back to normal as though nothing had happened.

“Bloody hell, that was lovely,” Samantha gasped. “Incredible!” Cyndi panted breathlessly.

“Did you see the way she danced for us?” Caroline observed. “I swear she was like one of those belly dancers while she was blazing away amidst all those incredible colors!”

“Like it?”

“You’re damn right we did!” Caroline gushed. “When are you going to schedule the next girlie night?”

“When would you like to meet again?” I asked as my eyes flashed lustfully.

© 2016 (written for Dorothy Aug 11 ’16 by riwa)

A week later I got a call from Samantha asking when I was going to use my Rainbow Machine again. A few days after that it was Caroline called asking the same thing. She said her and Cyndi were anxious to watch another one.

I had a girl in mind so I set up another girlie night three weeks from Dorothy’s glorious burning. Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline all showed up with breathless excitement. So I introduced them to a new friend I’d met recently.

Leiani was thirty one with lovely Asian features. She had slender legs and gorgeous breasts – a definite stunner. I noticed right away how Caroline was taking a shine to her.

We all chatted for a while until I saw how antsy Samantha and Cyndi were getting. I think they were eager to see another demonstration of my machine. So I smiled as I asked Leiani if she was aware I had a Rainbow Machine down in my basement.

“A Rainbow Machine?” she repeated curiously. “What’s a Rainbow Machine?”

“Oh you’re going to love this,” Samantha told her.

“It’s really wonderful,” Cyndi added.

“Ladies, shall we adjourn our get-together to the basement?”

I motioned grandly and everyone stood up. I led them down until we reached it. Right away I could tell Leiani was perplexed.

“Where is this machine, Peggy? All I see are chains hanging from the ceiling and this metal plate on the floor with what looks like places to stick your feet into it. Is this it?”

It sure is, hun,” I assured her. “But for the machine to work best we all need to be naked. You don’t mind, do you? I mean we’re all friend here, right?”

She looked around in surprise to see Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline already stripping out of their clothes as though this was no big deal. Naturally I started to undress as though it was no big deal. “Ok,” she stammered nervously as she took her clothes off. She was even more incredible when she was naked.

“Now we’ll need a volunteer,” I told her. Then I reached out and grabbed Cyndi, telling her, “How about you, hun? You’ve already seen it in action so you know what to expect, right?”

Her mouth dropped open in surprise; I think she fully expected me to pick the delicious Leiani. But I had plans to spend some quality alone time with her. And after telling Caroline about the lovely Asian it became apparent she wanted to get to know her better as well.

Cyndi stammered nervously as I led her over to the metal plate on the floor. Samantha helped me chain her arms above while Caroline secured her feet into the metal plate. “What are you doing??” she stammered nervously. “I thought we, uh… we were going to, uh… let Leiani try it out!”

“We want to get to know Leiani better,” Caroline told her with a devious grin. “Besides, don’t you want to show off in front of our new friend here?”

“But I… I thought… oh bloody hell!”

She gasped in alarm as we secured her to the chains and the plate on the floor. Then I went and got the gel. “This is the fun part, hun,” I told our new girl as I brought it in.

Samantha and Caroline reached into the tin and scooped out generous handfuls to smear all over Cyndi’s naked, writhing body. I got some as well and helped myself, enjoying rubbing it into Cyndi’s gorgeous, quivering breasts. Caroline made sure to rub it into her pussy real good.”

“Wh-what am I supposed to do?” Leiani stammered nervously.

“Help us coat every inch of her except her head, of course. We wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of helping prepare Cyndi for the Rainbow Machine.”

She hesitantly reached in and got a handful. Then she started rubbing it into Cyndi’s arms. “Make sure you get her boobs and pussy,” I encouraged her. “Besides, she’ll love you for it.” I emphasized my words by reaching down and fingering Cyndi’s quivering pussy.

She gasped and moaned as our hands roamed all over her trembling body. She kept looking at Caroline as though she couldn’t believe she was helping us prepare her. She just smiled as she lovingly purred at her, “I think you’re going to look great in the machine, hun.”

She was really trembling and stammering as we wiped our hands off. Then I motioned for everyone to back away. “What happens now?” Leiani wanted to know.

“Just watch; this is the best part,” Caroline told her. Cyndi looked at her and then all of us as though she couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

She let out a squeal as I fired up the machine. “No – DON’T!” she gasped. A moment later flames were leaping up from the metal plate, lapping hungrily at her legs… “PUT IT OUT – PUT IT OUT BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!”

“She’s on fire!” Leiani gasped anxiously.

“That’s not the best part,” Samantha purred into her ear. A moment later the gel caught, and flames whooshed until Cyndi was fully engulfed.

She screamed for a good ten seconds; oh, how she screamed. It was actually rather erotic, especially when her head caught fire as the flames burned all that lovely hair away. Caroline was rubbing herself; Samantha had her fingers shoved up her cunt; and I was swirling my swollen nub just as fast as I could.

Leiani stared until Cyndi’s cries were finally silenced. Then the colors emerged, the greens and blues as her totally engulfed body started dancing in the flames. She writhed uncontrollably, looking like the sexiest of glowing candles as her body swayed like a belly dancer.

Leiani stared as though in shock. A hand absentmindedly slid down to rub her breasts, her nipples amazingly erect. She blushed as she caught herself, only to see we all were getting off. Her hand returned as the other one snaked down to her crotch.

Cyndi put on an incredible performance, almost as good as Dorothy’s a few weeks back. Soon it was her skeleton dancing in the glow before her bones gave way. She collapsed in a beautiful, glowing pile on the floor as we watched in awe.

The glow died down until there wasn’t much left but ash. The floor opened up and the residue dropped away. I got the hose and watched off the remainder until there was no trace of the lovely Cyndi.

“Bloody hell,” Leiani gasped. She was trembling noticeably, but her pussy was dripping wet.

“Like it?” I asked with a smile, eyeing her hungrily. Samantha and Caroline were looking at her like a couple of panthers ready to pounce.

“Incredible,” she breathed. “Is this the, uh…?”

“Third time,” I told her with a smile. “You should have seen the other two… simply gorgeous to look at. Sometimes I think about them when they were down here and it makes me so wet I have to rush off to finger myself.”

She looked at herself and then smiled sheepishly. “I think I need to, uh… need to…”

“Cum?” I offered. She blushed at my choice of word.

“C’mon back upstairs, hun. We all want to help you.” Samantha and Caroline nodded eagerly, following behind as I took her hand and led her back upstairs…

© 2016 (written for Cyndi and Caroline Aug 20 ’16 by riwa)

After watching the Rainbow Machine claim Cyndi, I got passed around from woman to woman. They were all horny… but then frankly so was I. We had quite an orgy for the rest of the day.

I think something developed between Peggy and Caroline because I was constantly visiting one or the other… and it wasn’t just for tea. I could tell jealousy was beginning to rear its ugly head. I suspected it wouldn’t be long before the Rainbow Machine was put to use again. And to be honest I was looking forward to it.

I was over at Peggy’s again when she had to stop what we were doing to go take a call. I was lying naked in her bed panting for breath when she returned. “Caroline wants to see the Rainbow Machine in action again,” she told me with a smile. “And you’ll never guess who she wants to see going up in flames.”

I gasped in alarm, even as my nipples hardened. “You find that arousing, Leiani?” she purred as she got back into bed with me. Then she climbed on top of me, our naked bodies writhing against each other.

A few days later Peggy called the girls over for another demonstration of the Rainbow Machine. I was concerned it was going to be me but I couldn’t make myself run away. I figured Peggy might not let me and I decided why fight it. If it was my turn then I decided I would go ahead and burn for the cause.

Samantha showed up first, all eager to see another burning. “Who is it this time?” she asked, although she looked right at me like a hungry tigress. I shivered with arousal but said nothing.

Caroline showed up a half hour later. She had a new girl with her and it was clear they had become an item. She introduced us to Livia who had flown all the way over from Italy and had apparently been spending some quality time with her.

Peggy was the perfect hostess, putting out tea and cookies as we chatted with each other while getting to know the new girl. Caroline finally asked, “So when are we going to see your Rainbow Machine, Peggy?” She looked me right in the eye when she said it, setting me to trembling like crazy.

“What’s a Rainbow Machine?” Livia asked curiously.

“C’mon, Peggy; let’s show her,” Caroline gasped excitedly, grabbing the arm of her lover and pulling her to her feet.

Peggy smiled as we all stood up. I meekly followed right behind her as she led us all down to her basement. I got the shivers something fierce, expecting to find myself burning in just a few minutes.

Livia was not impressed when we got to the basement. It was just the metal plate in the floor with places to entrap a woman’s feet as chains hung down from the ceiling. “What is this?” she asked dubiously, motioning at it.

“You’ll see,” Peggy said as she started to strip out of her clothes. We all followed suit. Livia was confused until she saw Caroline undressing, causing her to take her clothes off as well.

Once we were all naked Peggy said, “Now all we need is a volunteer to show her how it works.” She smiled right at me and I really began to get the shakes

“I nominate Leiani,” Caroline suggested. That gave me an erotic jolt of fearful arousal.

“Mighty tempting, to be sure,” Peggy replied with a smile. “But since you brought someone here to show her the ropes, I think it only fitting that you volunteer for us all, Caroline… isn’t that right, Livia?”

“Ok by me,” Caroline’s date replied excitedly.

“Now just a bloody minute!” But Samantha had already stepped up to assist.

In no time at all they had her arms chained above her head while making her stand on the metal plate. “What are they doing?” Livia whispered to me.

“Just watch,” I whispered back, feeling relieved I would not be the one to burn today.

“B-but P-Peggy!” Caroline stammered. “I w-was thinking L-Leiani would m-make a better candidate!”

“But you look perfectly scrumptious, love. I think your friend is going to enjoy this, don’t you?”

“B-but P-Peggy??” But out hostess had already left to go retrieve the pan of gel.

“Where is she going?” Livia quietly asked me.

“She’s going to get something to help Caroline here put on a wonderful show for us,” Samantha eagerly replied upon overhearing. Her nipples were hard as pebbles; clearly she was looking forward to seeing another one of us burn.

“Oh. I didn’t know that.”

Peggy came back with a pan of gel. Caroline really started to stammer as I reached in and got a handful. “Help me smear it on her,” I told Livia. “It will make things so much better.”

“Save her breasts for last, girls,” Peggy advised. “We’ll want to kiss and lick them first to get her all ready.”

I started smearing her tummy as I sucked on her left nipple. Livia smiled as she smeared gel on her backside while sucking on the right one. Samantha and Peggy both worked on her legs, getting her thoroughly coated before moving up.

“Now her pussy,” Peggy told Livia. I demonstrated by rubbing her crotch while sticking a couple of fingers inside. Caroline writhed and winced, panting and moaning while begging Peggy to change her mind and do me instead.

Livia really got into fingering Caroline’s crotch with the gel. I could tell she must have done it many times before. “Now her boobs, girls,” Peggy instructed. “Can’t leave those delicious mounds untouched.”

We all groped and fondled her, massaging the gel into her breasts as she writhed and whimpered. It was arousing as hell. I was dripping wet, looking forward to seeing another burning without having to be the star of the show.

We coated Caroline up to her neck. Then Peggy advised Livia to stand back as this was going to get warm and beautiful. We all stepped back as Caroline whimpered and pleaded, shaking her head while begging Peggy not to do it.

“Your lips say no, but your body says yes, love.” Peggy giggled at her as she started touching herself. “I think you want this every bit as much as Dorothy did. You’re just too proud to admit it.”

“N-no! I want L-Leiani to burn!” If she couldn’t have me I guess she wanted no one to have me.

“Burn? What does she mean by ‘burn’?”

“Watch this, hun,” Peggy told Livia in reply. Then flames came up from the metal plate.

Carline writhed and wriggled, but her feet were secured much too tightly to the floor. “PUT IT OUT – PUT IT OUT!”

“You’re going to burn her??” Livia was aghast.

“Not just burn her, love. We’re going to make her glow.”

At that moment the gel ignited, causing flames to totally envelop Caroline. She let out a horrible shriek as she started to wriggle like a burlesque dancer. I furiously rubbed myself while Peggy and Samantha masturbated unashamedly.

Livia gasped, “Oh my gawd!” Then her hands found her breasts and crotch as she started to rub herself, panting heavily. Apparently she couldn’t help herself; it must have been that arousing to her.

There was a quiet whoosh as Caroline’s hair caught fire. Then the colors came to life as she writhed around inside a solid flame that beautifully changed into blue… and then red… and then green. It was gorgeous the way she wriggled and squirmed as a solid flame.

Her screams died off as we all stood there masturbating to it. Even Livia was into it, murmuring to herself as she thrust fingers into her pussy… “I can’t believe it… you’re actually burning her… she is really writhing… you’re burning her and she looks so fucking sexy… I can’t believe how hot this is!” Samantha and Peggy laughed at the unintentional pun she’d made.

Caroline’s flesh writhed and burned for several minutes. Her breasts let out a couple of pops, causing Samantha and Livia to jolt and gasp. Eventually the fire burned so much of her that the shackles holding her wrists had nothing left to hang onto as her bones collapsed into a pile on the floor.

There was a wonderful array of colors as her pile grew smaller in size. Soon there was nothing but a few flames on top of a pile of ash. The metal suddenly folded open and the ashes fell away as Peggy got a hose and washed the rest of it down the chute.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Livia gasped again.

“I think she needs to cool off,” Peggy said with a laugh as she turned the hose pipe on her. She soaked Livia and then turned it on the rest of us until we were all drenched, laughing and hugging and rubbing our boobs up against one another.

There was no evidence of Caroline’s existence as we headed back upstairs. We all ended up in Peggy’s bed where we had to seek sexual relief from what we’d just witnessed. It was clear Livia was a new convert. But in the back of my mind I found myself wondering when it would be my turn to dance in the Rainbow Machine for everyone’s sexual enjoyment…

© 2016 (written for Caroline [and Dorothy of course] Sep 26 ’16 by Riwa)

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Hanging an out-of-towner 3.8 (6)

Posted on January 18, 2017 by riwa

(What was I thinking? I must have been drinking to

Come up with something like this.

So I gave it a shot. You will like it or not.

Sometimes my stuff”s so hit and miss.)

 

Dear Dorothy Brown was from well out of town,

An English lass here in the states.

Her car just broke down, which had caused her to frown.

Now she was due to be late.

 

Out of the city, it was such a pity none

Came by to give her a lift.

A mile down the road she observed an abode

It looked like she’d gotten a gift.

 

About half past four she did knock on the door and

A kind gentleman let her in.

He gave her a seat which was pretty damned neat

Before plying the lass with his gin.

 

He gave her a tour; it was over an hour

When he showed her a rug on the floor.

“It’s just a rug,” she observed with a shrug,

When he moved it to show the trap door.

 

“Now would you care to see just what’s down there?”

He asked as she started to frown.

“I think you’ll agree it’s a strange sight to see

Which I’ll show if you wish, Mrs. Brown.”

 

Down steps of stone she felt so all alone,

Was this someone she knew she could trust?

He’d let her right in and had offered her gin.

For now he seemed so generous.

 

The basement was grotty, no signs of a potty

Inside that dark, dank storage room.

Above was a beam, a quite large one. It seemed

The whole place stood out more like a tomb.

 

She spoke of the rafter. “Just what are you after

To have such a room much too shoddy?”

“The rafter I need to accomplish the deed

Of uplifting a dangling body.”

 

With a dubious eye the lass said, “You must lie,

For that beam is not sturdy enough.”

He told her it was and he said it because

He had studied and knew all this stuff.

 

She gave him a smirk and said it wouldn’t work.

“Why I doubt it has ever seen use!

This room is a mess! I can hardly guess you’ve

Hanged someone down here with a noose!”

 

“You think not, my sweet lass? You have only to ask.”

And he brought out a rickety stool.

She gave out a grin, a result of the gin, as she said,

“Oh I must be a fool.”

 

She took a step up as she turned her head up

And stood shakily under the joist.

“I hate to be rude but I should be quite nude.”

She was already feeling quite moist.

 

“I agree, Mrs. Brown. So your arms should come down

As we get you right out of that dress.”

So he slipped it right off and then said with a cough,

“I would say you are one of my best.”

 

She stood there aquiver with gin in her liver

While he went and fetched her a rope.

He built her a coil while she watched the man toil,

Feeling anxious, excitement and hope.

 

“Do you want it?” he asked. And thus nodded the lass

As she took it right out of his hand.

It went round her neck. The poor gal was a wreck

While maintaining her pose on that stand.

 

Then over the beam she done tossed the damn thing

Til it dangled to be all secured.

He found a wall clamp in that room dark and damp.

Twas so easy for her to be lured.

 

“To do this thing rightly, I should be bound tightly.”

She said with a smile on her face.

A zip tie worked quick and it did just the trick.

She was ready to hang in this place.

 

“Wow, what a feeling; I’m gasping and reeling.”

Her pussy was dripping away.

“This is so great; I am feeling quite faint.

Too bad we can’t go all the way.”

 

“But we can, my dear girl. Take that noose for a whirl.”

And his kick sent the stool all a-flying.

She let out a glurk as she dropped with a jerk.

Now she was hanging and dying.

 

Her legs went a flyin’ as he began sighin’

She was such an arousing sight.

Her boobs bounced divinely, her pussy so finely engorged.

He knew he’d chosen right.

 

15 minutes long her legs kicked nice and strong as

Her face went a deep shade of red.

When her bladder released he was much more than pleased to

Observe she was thoroughly dead.

 

He stepped up to her form; she was still a bit warm as

He groped her and fondled her breasts.

He fingered her pussy, all dripping and gushy.

She’d proved to be one of his best.

 

He left her to dangle all thoroughly strangled as

He went upstairs for the night.

He had wonderful dreams of such perverted things before

Waking to dawn’s early light.

 

Back down to the room with its cold, lethal gloom hung

Miss Brown’s naked body to see.

She looked so fair that he had not a care as he stroked

And then splattered her knee.

 

He hauled her away on this much busy day with

Her body in back of his van.

He’d done this before, it was not a hard chore as he

Followed his usual plan.

 

Down to the plant that was owned by an aunt, with

Fine chemicals coming in handy.

Into acid she went, he was fully well spent, now he needed

A full glass of brandy.

 

As her body dissolved, he then further resolved to keep

Hanging hot chicks day by day.

With the lid clamped down tight, she just vanished from sight

Until all traces melted away.

 

© 2016 (Inspired by a Dorothy idea and written for her Sep 29 ’16 by Riwa)

 

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Drowning Revy 3.9 (11)

Posted on January 12, 2017 by riwa

(A Black Lagoon fanfiction)

“Let me go, you fucking bitch! I don’t deserve this!”

Diane just laughed at her, having finally caught the mercenary she was hired to kill. The idea had come to her upon seeing Revy with her boyfriend Rock on the beach earlier. It had just been too tempting an idea to pass up. So she’d chloroformed the woman when the murderous couple had finally gone their separate ways before hauling her all the way to this secluded part of the coast. There wasn’t a soul for miles.

Revy was furious at having been caught so easily, especially with this bitch-in-a-bikini. She thrashed about against the stakes pinning her arms and legs spread-eagled to the sand. Being stripped out of her red bikini only proved to be a further indignity.

“I’ll kill you, you fucking shithead! Do you hear me?? I’ll fucking kill you!”

“Is that all you can do… talk-talk-talk?”

“When Rock catches up to you, he’s gonna fucking KILL you, you stupid bitch!”

“I don’t think so.”

Revy roared indignantly, her arms stretched upward and outward as the bitch in the skimpy pink bikini smiled down on her. Her legs were split apart and pointed down toward the incoming tide, leaving her neatly trimmed pussy embarrassingly exposed. Her kidnapper seemed to enjoy looking at it, and it infuriated her.

“Get enough of a look, shithead? Take a fucking picture; it’ll last longer!”

“He, don’t look at me! I’m just curious to know what’s so special about that part down between your legs you play with every damned day! I’ve been watching you in your apartment over the past couple of weeks, you know.”

“You’ve been watching me? You fucking pervert! I hope you enjoyed yourself!”

“Frankly, I found it rather boring after a while, slut. But I did notice how you can’t seem to stop touching it. I’ll bet you want to touch it right now, am I right? Maybe I should have a look for myself.”

Diane knelt closer and began to poke and prod. It enraged Revy even more. “Hey, don’t you fucking touch me… leave me alone, damn you! You get me off this beach right now, you fucking shithead!”

The assassin carefully pried the foul-mouthed woman’s labia apart. “But it’s so tiny,” she observed with amusement.

“Leave me alone, damn you!”

“Don’t you like it? I noticed your friend Eda licking it while touching you down there whenever you had her over to play.”

“She‘s gonna fucking kill you when she finds out what you did to me!”

“Oh my. You seem to be getting wet down here. I know it’s not the tide as it hadn’t come in this far just yet. But it’s getting close.”

Diane rubbed all around the crotch before letting her fingers caress the folds of the staked out hitwoman’s pussy. Revy stiffed as she tried to squirm away. But she was all stretched out and could not escape her humiliation. When the bitch’s fingers slipped inside, it was all she could do not to let out a low moan.

“Every damn day,” Diane muttered angrily as she tenderly fingered it. “You play with it every damned day. And I notice you really enjoy pleasuring yourself after you’ve killed somebody. Does committing murder really get your rocks off?”

“That’s none of your… please… knock it off… turn me loose…”

Revy’s chest heaved from the predicament she found herself in. Despite her best efforts, she was genuinely frightened. She could see the water flowing up onto the beach with each wave, could see it drawing closer and closer.

Diane continued fingering her pussy, causing Revy to wince and stiffen. She tried not to show it, but she was becoming more aroused from her desperate situation, especially the way the bitch was sadistically fingering her. It was downright galling.

“Getting your jollies, you f-fucking pervert?”

“Just curious why you have to play with it every damned day. It doesn’t look all that special.”

“My pussy is… none of your… damn business! Stop it, ok?”

“Such a nice little pussy. Too bad it’s going to drown soon. I’m sure that bastard Rock and your bitch friend Eda will miss playing with it.”

Diane pulled her fingers out and looked at the helpless mercenary. Revy panted for breath, torn between pleasure and fury. Then she gathered all her remaining strength and started raining obscenities down on the woman’s head.

The deadly assassin shrugged it off. “Such a filthy mouth for a slut like you. I bet you beg Rock to fuck you like a common whore all the time, am I right?”

Revy began swearing at her again. Diane shrugged her shoulder before going back to fingering the helpless woman’s dripping pussy. The obscenities trailed off as Revy panted and moaned, her face flushing crimson with embarrassment and shame.

A wave came in until the water tickled Revy’s feet. She gasped and whimpered. This was getting scary… and so fucking humiliating.

“Why don’t you… turn me loose and… fight me, you bitch! Or are you a fucking coward!” In response Diane fingered her pussy even more. Revy melted as she writhed uncomfortably, the fingers making her wet as hell.

“I have no desire to fight a whore like you. I simply want to watch you drown. Too bad… I bet Eda’s gonna miss licking this pussy. I wonder what it tastes like.”

She pulled her fingers out of the wet slit and brought them to her lips. Then she deliberately winced. “Just as I suspected. You taste like cigarettes and alcohol. No big loss.” She’d seen Revy drinking and smoking every damn day. How the bitch could stay in such good shape with such unhealthy habits was beyond her comprehension.

“If you’re going to kill me, just get it over with already!” Revy was trembling from the terribly intimate sexual violation.

“I don’t think so, slut. I’d rather watch you suck water and drown. I hear it’s quite painful not being able to breathe until you inhale fluid into your lungs… just the type of death a whore like you deserves.”

At that moment another wave came in, flowing much further than previous waves. Water came in on the sand up along her legs, causing her to wriggle and squirm again. Revy cried out from a mixture of fear, anger, arousal and abject humiliation.

“Just kill me already, ok? Get it over with if you’re just going to fucking kill me! C’mon, you fucking coward! Or haven’t you got the guts to take me on one on one!”

“Aren’t you getting warm with all that sun roasting your naked flesh? Don’t worry, slut. The tide is coming in. I’ll bet the water will cool you right off.” Diane smiled cruelly as she knelt there looking down at her.

“SHITHEAD! AAUUGGHH!”

Revy tried to twist this way and that, screaming in a rage as she panted for breath. But she was so stretched out she could hardly move. Already her muscles were beginning to feel the strain from being stretched out so uncomfortably.

“What the hell did I ever do to you, shithead? I don’t deserve this!”

“Actually you deserve far worse. You kill people for a living, bitch… and a profitable living it must be. But you know how it is. What goes around, comes around. Now there’s a contract out on your head for a change… which means a very nice payday for me getting your ass off the streets and having you stop killing my employer’s hired goons. You have no idea how tempted I was to put a bullet in your brain back on that beach with your friend Rock.”

“Then get it over with, shithead! Or don’t you know how to pull the fucking trigger!”

At that moment another wave came in, coming dangerously close to her pussy. Revy wriggled uncomfortably now that her toned legs were getting wet. If she was doomed to die, maybe she could get this bitch to put a bullet in her brain and quickly end her torment.

“Actually I’d much rather watch you die this way, slut. This way I can watch the tide come in and fuck that cunt of yours.”

“Fucking pervert!” Then Revy gasped as a wave came in far enough to tickle her labia.

Diane stood up and smiled. “There, didn’t that feel better? You certainly seem all steamed up about something. This should cool you off in a few more minutes.”

Revy gasped and whimpered, fighting against the panic that threatened to well up inside her. She desperately wanted to avoid drowning. It was the worst possible death she could imagine… not being able to breathe as water invaded your lungs and took your life away. She’d settle for a bullet to the forehead any day… quick and relatively painless.

“I guess we’d better have our fun now,” Diane told her with a chuckle. “It looks like the tide is coming in quicker than I thought.”

“You’d better let me go if you know what’s fucking good for you!”

“Gee, I guess I don’t know what’s good for me then,” Diane told her with a shrug of her shoulders. “But I think you’re going to enjoy this. I know I certainly am.”

The water had climbed partway up Revy’s thighs as Diane knelt down once more. Then she began to rub and play with the helpless mercenary’s pussy again, which was now wet from the incoming tide. A quick fingering revealed it was also slickened from her flowing juices.

“I see you’re getting all turned on by this; eh, slut?” Diane fingered her again, causing Revy to writhe and whimper as her face turned red with humiliation.

“Please… just fucking… kill me already, ok?”

“All in good time, slut,” Diane purred at her as she fingered her pussy. “All in good time.”

“Fucking… pervert.” But she couldn’t keep the low moan from escaping her lips.

“Yeah, that’s me. So I guess what I brought along with me as my present to you is going to make me even more of a pervert?”

She stood up with a knowing smile as Revy anxiously looked up at her. Another wave came in, splashing into her hot cunt as she gasped and moaned. The water was getting higher; she was trembling with fear and a terrible arousal.

“Hey, were are you going?? Get me out of here!” But Diane simply disappeared. She wasn’t gone long.

When she returned she had something in her hand. Revy caught sight of it and gasped in alarm. It looked so familiar. In fact it looked quite similar to one she owned.

“Recognize this?” Diane asked, holding up the 10 inch dildo. “You should. After all, I stole it from your apartment while you were away. Damn, you sure do love cock, even the fake-ass shit!”

“You fucking thief!”

The cruel assassin smiled at her helpless captive, watching as another wave came in and washed along the lethal mercenary’s well sculpted and athletically fit body. She loved seeing the erect nipples on those heaving breasts. Yes, Revy seemed quite terrified… and incredibly aroused. This was going to be so fucking good.

“W-what are you g-going to do with that?”

“Oh this?” Diane remarked as she nonchalantly hefted the rubber dildo in her hand. “This is about to become your closest friend.”

“What d-do you mean by that?”

“I know how much you love this… that is, when you’re not using your fingers, slut.” Then Diane knelt down in the water right next to her captive.

She turned it on, smiling as it began to vibrate. “I see you keep fresh batteries for your play-toys.”

“Fucking bitch! You’re going to pay for stealing that!”

“You should thank me, slut.” Then Diane began rubbing it over Revy’s hard nipples.

The sensation sent shivers running thru her body. Revy gasped and moaned as the cruel assassin moved it along her skin and down past her lower belly which was now underwater. Then Diane used it to make circles around Revy’s pussy.

“No… just kill me… please… not like this…”

“I know how much you love orgasms, slut. Like I said, I’ve been on stakeout watching you masturbate every damned day. And I know how much you love using this toy when you’re particularly horny. So I thought I might bring it today in case you might need it. And I can see you’re certainly horny enough that you’re going to need it.”

“No…. please… just kill me already… don’t let me drown…”

The water reached Revy’s firm breasts, washing over more and more of her body. She writhed and squirmed as Diane began to work the dildo into her hot cunt. She gasped and trembled… this was humiliating as hell!

Diane smiled cruelly at her as she turned the device up a notch. She pushed it in a little deeper. Revy’s body arched as she gasped and moaned, whimpering as she shook her head.

“Doesn’t that feel good? The tide’s really coming in so I guess we’d better get to it. After all, you’re going to be holding your breath soon.”

She suddenly rammed it in good and hard inside the helpless mercenary. Revy gasped, jerking her torso in response to the buzzing in her pussy. She tried to force it out while fucking it hard at the same time. “S-Stop …Please…don’t….!”

“But you love orgasms, slut! Besides, the water is really coming in fast now. After all, I’d hate to deprive you of a few last orgasms.”

“Noo!”

Another wave came in, this time with water washing over her stomach and flowing around her heaving breasts. Revy shook her head back and forth in humiliation as the dildo violated her with pain and pleasure. It was doing its magic deep inside her vagina, even as she struggled against her bonds. The wicked bitch was actually going to make her cum as she drowned!

Another wave came in… and then another. Most of the lower part of her body was submerged. She let out a yelp as the next wave reached her chin, splashing around her ears.

Her dark brown hair, freed from the pony tail she normally wore, fanned out around her head as the water continued to rise. Her terror increased, even as the damned dildo did its humiliating work. Her body couldn’t resist the feelings of the vibrating toy sliding in and out of her clenching pussy.

Diane pushed it all the way in and left it there. “There; it’s buried deep inside that hot cunt of yours. Now you can enjoy all the orgasms you want. But I’d hurry it up if I were you. The tide’s coming in fast, and you’re going to be underwater soon.”

Revy looked up at her with wide, frightened eyes as Diane stood up and smiled down at her. Then she began to hump and writhe, feeling herself begin to climb toward her first orgasm. Diane recognized it and smiled cruelly at her.

“Better enjoy it now, slut. You’re about to go under. I guess the longer you can hold your breath, the more juicy orgasms you’ll experience before you drown. I’m really looking forward to watching that.”

“Noo! Please!” Then another wave came in. Revy moaned involuntarily as she humped against the buzzing dildo buried deep in her cunt.

“Oh, you’ll try to fuck that dildo as hard as you can while you struggle to hold your breath. But eventually your lungs will give out. Then you’ll feel the killing seawater invade every fibre of your being. I can’t think of a better ending for a slut like you than to go out in a blaze of painful, orgasmic drowning glory.”

“Noo… please… I can’t… just kill me now… damnit, don’t do this to me!” But Revy couldn’t stop aggressively humping against the buzzing dildo in her pussy.

“Looks like your first one is about to hit, slut. For the first time since I’ve been keeping my eye on you I think I’m going to enjoy watching you cum.” And with that Diane reached under her skimpy pink bikini bottoms and began to masturbate, fingering her wet, dripping pussy as she cupped a breast with her other hand.

Revy’s body arched in orgasm as a wave washed over her, momentarily submerging her. Her pussy clutched at the buzzing dildo as she found herself cumming hard underwater. Her firm, toned ass ground into the rough sand beneath her.

She cried out a froth of bubbles before the water receded, leaving her gasping for breath. Her body began to rise up, floating with the rising water. But she was held firm by the stakes Diane had driven into the sand.

The cruel assassin bulged her cheeks as though mocking her, indicating it might be a good idea to hold her breath again. Revy inhaled just in time as another wave came in. It completely covered her face as it lifted her upward.

The water receded and her face was exposed as she gasped and sputtered. But she kept writhing and grinding as the dildo buzzed mercilessly inside her. She could feel the panic start to well up inside her.

“Not going to be much longer, slut,” Diane observed with a smile as she continued touching herself underneath the fabric of her bikini bottoms. “If you want any more orgasms you’d better enjoy them quick while you can. Better hold your fucking breath.” And with that another wave approached.

Diane mockingly bulged her cheeks again as though holding her breath. Revy frantically filled her lungs, struggling like mad against her bonds securing her to the stakes. Then it washed over her and she was underwater again, her sinuses stinging from the intrusion up her nose.

She humped hard against the dildo buzzing inside her as she struggled to hold her breath. The water receded and she floated as she was able to stick her head up and gasp for breath. But another wave came right in, totally submerging her again.

Revy cried out in orgasm, her body arching as her toned, tattooed arms strained against the ropes tying her to the stakes. She had just enough vision to see Diane furiously masturbating. It looked like the bitch was cumming to her suffering.

The water receded… she got her face up and got another breath. Then the tide came right back in, flowing over the top of her. She spewed her breath away as she writhed in vain. Now she was almost panicked… and she could feel yet another orgasm coming on strong.

Diane stood watching as the water rose up around Revy’s head, her brown hair floating all about. Revy’s eyes were wide with terror, her mouth forming a small “o” as she strained to pop her head back up to the surface. She just managed to get her head up with water all around.

“This might be your last breath, slut,” Diane told her as she furiously rubbed her own pussy. Then she looked out to sea and saw a large wave coming in.

“Better fuck that dildo and cum hard, slut! This looks like it’s going to be a big wave. You may stay under and I doubt you can hold your breath very long. I hope you appreciate what I went through to make sure you get to enjoy one last cum.”

Revy heard the tide coming in, and she inhaled deeply. This time the water completely covered the sexy young woman’s athletic body despite her best efforts to stretch upward for the surface. Diane smiled down at her as she masturbated furiously, determined to stay there to the very end to watch her drown.

Revy’s cheeks bulged as she tried to hold her breath. She squirmed and struggled to free herself from the stakes. Why the hell weren’t they coming loose??

The dildo buzzed mercilessly in her cunt. Revy writhed and wriggled, violently humping the damned toy inside her. This one felt like it was going to be massive.

The wave receded, but she was still underwater. It came back in, keeping her submerged. When it went back out it she was still underwater, the level above her hardly dropping at all.

She clenched her fists, her lungs screaming at her as she struggled to hold her breath. A moment later she started cumming hard in a crashing climax. She thrashed her head from side to side as bubbles started to trail from her nose. Revy had been submerged for over one and a half minutes.

Standing knee-deep in surf, Diane looked down with glee as Revy’s sexy tits heaved. It was clear the poor slut was cumming hard and couldn’t hold her breath much longer. Diane was so fucking horny knowing the bitch was about to drown.

She was amazed how fear could make someone hold their breath so long. She watched the delicious struggle underwater as the slut thrashed about. Bubbles finally exploded from the mouth, the stomach contracting as Revy screamed her breath away.

Diane saw the lungs give out at the same time the body arched. Now Revy was cumming and drowning. That’s when Diane cried out from an orgasm of her own as she jammed her fingers hard up her cunt.

Revy bucked and shuddered, hitching violently as she drowned painfully. But she still seemed to be experiencing that one last, mammoth orgasm. Her pussy contracted so hard that the buzzing dildo finally popped out of her spasming vagina.

Diane watched in delight as Revy finally settled down. Her struggling abruptly ceased as her body floated under the surface, still tethered to the four stakes. Her eyes stared up at the sky in lifeless horror, her mouth gaping open from her last attempt to get air.

Bubbles trickled up out of her nose… a couple more escaped out past her parted lips. She lay motionless save for a few sporadic muscle spasms, floating just off the sandy bottom with her arms and legs roped to the stakes. The dildo lay between her spread legs, thin threads of cum drifting out from her spent cunt.

“Now that’s what I call cumming and drowning!” Diane panted joyously. She had climaxed incredibly hard from the experience.

Now in water up past her knees, Diane turned away from her victim. Taking a deep breath, she dove out into the surf and took a leisurely swim. She needed to cool off from all that erotic excitement before going home.

The tide would probably wash the stakes away. Revy’s body might even be pulled out to sea with the receding tide, disappearing off the face of the earth.  But before she left, she decided she should shove the dildo back into Revy’s pussy. After all, it probably meant a lot to the dead mercenary. Diane wanted to pass on that last act of kindness so that Revy and her toy could be together forever. She could at least do that much for the murderous slut…

© 2017 (written for Revy Jan 4 ’17 by riwa)

(Inspired by a Cap’n Rich story written in 1997 called Aja’s Revenge)

(Pictures found on the Internet and used for illustration purposes only.)

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Condom roulette (13&14) 4.2 (5)

Posted on January 6, 2017 by riwa

13

I felt a surge of alarm and excitement as I began riding Daniel’s cock, bouncing up and down and then grinding against it. Nikki stared right back at me as she rode my husband’s dick, grinding it deep inside her as though matching me stroke for stroke. When I bounced up and down, she did the same.

Had I made a horrible mistake? Or was I going to watch Nikki die on Eric’s cock? I could see in her eyes she was having the very same thoughts. But she also looked horny as hell.

“Fuck those cocks, bitches!” Dana gasped with wicked glee. I think she desperately wanted to see somebody die; she didn’t care who. In response I began riding Daniel harder, causing Nikki to do the same on Eric’s swollen manhood.

I caught a glimpse of my husband on our bed as Nikki impaled herself again and again on his dick. There was a look in his eyes as though he didn’t know whether to be turned on or alarmed. I think he was a little bit of both.

Thinking of him getting off watching me die on Daniel’s cock really got me all hot and bothered. I began eagerly riding him, bouncing up and down on his dick. Nikki got this huge look of lust in her eyes as she excitedly rode my husband Eric.

“Look at those bitches, honey!” Dana gasped. “Gawd, they both want to die for us! Fuck me, honey; fuck me now!” By now she was on her hands and knees as Dustin fucked her hard from behind.

I couldn’t tell if she was getting it in her cunt or up the ass. But I don’t think it mattered considering how aroused she had become. “Ride those cocks, bitches!” she gasped, becoming more and more hysterical.

I got all excited thinking I might die on Daniel’s hard, glorious dick. I really started riding him, watching my husband’s expression along with the look in Nikki’s eyes. I could tell she was really getting into it as well as she began riding Eric’s cock like a wild woman.

“Kill one of ‘em!!” Dana blurted out deliriously. “Make ‘em cum and then snuff those asses!” Dustin pounded her hard as though eager for his wife’s words to cum true.

Nikki and I gave each other a wild look, gasping like crazy as we really rode the cocks in our cunts. I saw something flash in Eric’s expression as our eyes locked. A moment later his hands came up and wrapped tightly around Nikki’s throat.

Her eyes flew open and she started to rasp and gurgle. She had to fight to get any sound out at all. But I think she really wanted it when I heard her gasp… “FUCK YES… CHOKE BE… AWWKK!” That’s when she really started riding him.

At that moment I got jealous as hell. I called out to Daniel behind me, “Choke me, damn you!” That’s when I felt his hands wrap around my throat.

It swelled within me until I thought I was going to be carried away with the tide. I was going to cum and die with our friend’s husband choking the shit out of me. And Eric was looking right at me!

I desperately wanted my husband to enjoy the show. So I blurted out, “Choke me, Daniel! Make me cum, damn you-AWK!” His hands clasped tighter around my neck until I could hardly breathe at all.

Eric’s eyes were on me as he eased his grip on Nikki’s neck. She gasped like crazy, only to let out a squawk as his grip tightened almost immediately. Fuck; seeing him choke her out like that was going to make me cum… that is, if the condom didn’t get me first.

“CHOKE ‘EM; CHOKE THE BITCHES!” Dana sounded like she was losing it. Daniel released my neck and I gasped for breath, only for his hands to tighten right back up.

My eyes rolled as I shuddered hard, furiously bounding up and down on the cock inside me. Nikki looked like she was starting to thrash about. A moment later I swear I saw her squirt all over my husband’s lap as she climaxed so very, very hard. It was enough to send me right over the edge since I couldn’t get any air down my throat.

I climaxed violently, cumming up a storm. “Fuck; she’s really clenching on my cock!” Daniel gasped excitedly.

“THEY’RE BOTH CUMMING!” Dana gasped deliriously. “KILL ‘EM BOTH!”

I saw a look flash in Eric’s expression. Oh fuck; was he actually giving it some thought?? Then Daniel released my neck, allowing me a quick breath before his hands tightened around my throat again.

My eyes rolled as I shuddered hard, cumming all over his cock once more. I was dimly aware of Dana blurting out, “Fuck; I’ve got to have some of that!” I thought I saw her disengage from her husband long enough to rush for one of the strap-ons having been discarded from being used on me earlier.

The hands eased around my neck and I gasped for air. Across from me Eric was letting Nikki get her breath as well. She looked dizzy and disoriented as she tried to catch her breath. But apparently the poisoned condom hadn’t gotten either one of us…well, not yet anyway. Then I saw his hands tighten around her throat again.

She let out another squawk as she rasped “Choke be… fuck… choke be!” Damn, was Eric going to throttle her to death?? Then Daniel tightened his grip around my neck again.

“Fucking choke me!” I rasped as he throttled the shit out of me. I wanted to cum again; I didn’t care how hard he squeezed.

Nikki’s eyes rolled; she was squirting and cumming all over again. A couple seconds later I was cumming all over Daniel’s cock. I heard him cry out, “Fuck; I’m cumming too!” and I shuddered hard as my orgasm intensified.

Dana rushed up to me with a strap-on reattached to her waist. “Did you cum yet?” she asked Daniel, sounding all out of breath at the orgy taking place in our bedroom.

“Fuck yeah; I came! She was clenching like crazy!”

“Good; she’s mine now!” And with that she pulled me out of his lap off his cock.

I went tumbling onto the floor on top of her, panting like crazy while trying to get my breath back since Daniel’s hands were no longer wrapped around my throat. Then I felt her pushing that thick strap-on up into my pussy. Fuck; had she grabbed another condom?? In my haze I hadn’t paid close enough attention!

“Help me, Dustin; fuck her ass, baby!” Dana had really gone off the deep end. A moment later I felt her husband behind me, felt him pushing his cock in past my puckered anus.

Wait; was he wearing a condom too? Were they both wearing condoms?? I whimpered as I looked up at my husband on the bed, wondering what he thought of this new development. But he was too busy bouncing Nikki up and down on his cock while choking her out. Her face was red, her tongue hanging out as she rasped and gurgled.

Her nipples were protruding so much I didn’t think they could get any harder. She shuddered hard again, once more cumming all over my husband’s cock. That’s when I heard Daniel proclaim, “Damn, that’s hot, Eric! Fuck my wife and choke the shit out of her! She just had one hell of an O! You should see how red her face looks!”

I suddenly felt hands come up and wrap around my throat as Dana tried hard to thrust into my cunt with her strap-on. She had murderous lust in her eyes. Behind me I could feel Dustin trying to fuck his cock clear through my ass, all the while gasping, “Choke that bitch out, Eric! Nikki is cumming hard! Now I’m gonna pound your wife’s ass! Let’s sandwich the bitch, Dana! You choke her while I fuck this sweet ass!”

I tried to pull a breath of air into my lungs. But she was squeezing my throat too tightly. Her eyes were blazing with lust; was she going to kill me? The timing had passed for any poison to take hold; was she going to strangle me to death anyway??

I looked up to see Eric choking the shit out of Nikki, making her cum again and again. He looked like he was all caught up in the moment, horny as hell and enjoying the way neither of us bitches could hardly breathe. Did he want to see me die; did he want to see us both die?? That’s when I felt it swell within me. Fuck, maybe he did!!

I looked down to see Dana looking up at me. She gleefully released my neck and I rasped for breath. Then she reapplied her hold on me as she gasped, “Alison, you are so fucking hot! Now we’re going to make you cum yourself to death! Fuck that ass, Dustin; cum in her fucking ass as I choke her out!”

I opened my mouth but no words would come. I got all dizzy and disoriented as she thrust up into my cunt while her husband fucked the shit out of my ass. This was the last thing I ever expected to happen this night.

I looked up to see drool coming out of Nikki’s mouth. Her face was so red she looked like she was caught between life and death. Her eyes were rolled up into the back of her head as though she couldn’t stop cumming.

“CUM FOR ME, BITCH!!” Dana screamed at me. “CUM FOR ME AND DIE!!”

I got another glance at Eric’s expression. But I couldn’t tell whether he wanted it to happen or not. He certainly looked like he was all caught up in the moment.

I sensed he might not mind so much. In fact it was quite possible if not highly likely he would kill Nikki at the very same time Dana took my life with her bare hands. That’s when it went off inside me like a fireball.

I bucked and shuddered, my muscles clenching on the strap-on shoved up my pussy along with the cock ramming my throbbing butt. “Her ass is squeezing the shit out of my cock!” Dustin cried out. Somewhere I heard Daniel’s faraway voice incredulously proclaim, “Fuck; you’re going to kill them both??”

“FUCK; SHE’S CUMMING AND GOING!!” Dana cried out deliriously. And with that my body hit sensory overload. My senses just winked out as everything faded to black…

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Oct 15 ’16 by riwa)

 

14

When consciousness returned I found myself lying sideways on the floor. I felt something in my pussy and wondered what it was until my vision cleared and I saw Dana lying there facing me, gently thrusting in and out. “Fuck, you looked incredible when you passed out!” she gasped.

I felt movement behind me; someone else was on the floor with us. Nikki wrapped her arms around me, reaching around to grasp and fondle my boobs. She panted, “I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard.”

I looked around to see Daniel still sitting in the chair, a big stupid grin on his face. “You really went off on that one, Alison.”

“What did you expect?” I panted in reply. “I thought Dana here was going to kill me for sure!”

“Maybe I should have,” she giggled before moving in close and kissing me.

The strap-on was still moving around in me a little bit, keeping me all hot and bothered. Nikki kissed me from behind as she reached around to grope my boobs. I moaned and whimpered… and then my stomach growled.

The girls giggled and then broke out laughing as though it was funny as hell. We’d had a few refreshments, but we hadn’t eaten dinner. Suddenly I felt like I was almost starving.

“To be honest, I’m kind of hungry myself,” Daniel observed with a smile, apparently having heard my stomach rumble. “I got so caught up in the evening I forgot we haven’t had supper yet.”

“Why don’t we get dressed and order Chinese?” Eric suggested. “I know a place not too far away. It’s not too late to get something. If I call it in, they ought to have it ready for us by the time we arrive.”

“Are you in?” Daniel asked Dustin. But Dana’s husband was watching us wives on the floor. He chuckled as he motioned, “You guys go ahead. I think I’ll stay here and enjoy the show”.

Eric and Daniel got up to go fetch Chinese. But I couldn’t get up because Dana’s strap-on was still inside me. And with Nikki behind me groping my tits I was in an erotic wife-sandwich.

I heard the guys getting dressed, although Dustin immediately took up the chair Daniel vacated to watch. Dana took matters into her own hands as she moved Nikki aside to roll me over onto my back. The strap-on slid out, making a wet mess on the floor.

“Hey, what are you doing?” I panted as she got on her knees, lifted my hips and then pushed the damn thing back inside.

“Just having a little fun while we can,” she giggled as she started to wriggle her hips, thrusting inside me.

That bitch Nikki quickly straddled my head, mashing her pussy against my face. I let out a muffled grunt as I was fucked while being forced to eat clam. I was hungry, but that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.

“We’re really giving Dustin a show!” Nikki gasped as she mashed her cunt down on my face. I was all aroused again, wondering once more why it had taken so long for Eric and I to give in and join in one of their little swinger parties.

They groped my boobs as I heard them kissing and making out. Then someone grabbed my hand and guided it to a stiffy. Dustin must have come and knelt on the floor, deciding I needed to get him off as well.

I gave him the best handjob I could while Dana fucked me as Nikki rode my face. But after a while they let me up so we could all work on Dustin together. We started kissing him and pawing him all over as we took turns sucking his cock. The lucky bastard must have thought he’d died and gone to heaven.

I don’t know how long the guys were gone before Dustin made us all kneel over the end of the bed side by side. He started by fucking his wife on the end after she ditched the strap-on. He gave her a few thrusts before pulling out of her cunt to fuck me kneeling right in the middle. Then he pulled out to fuck Nikki on the end. It was really hot the way he went back and forth between us like that.

We heard the front door open followed by Eric’s voice proclaiming, “We’re back from the Orient!” Dustin interrupted our little trio-fucking to declare how hungry he was. I got robes for the girls and we all got up and headed out to the dining room.

I truly didn’t realize how famished I was until that wonderful smell hit me full in the face. My stomach wasn’t the only one that growled. The girls laughed as I went to the kitchen and got us all something to drink while Eric got some plates.

The guys had brought quite a bit home with them. But we still managed to eat most of it. I had no idea a swinger’s party could make one so hungry.

We laughed and joked and talked dirty, reminiscing about the evening’s festivities thus far. The girls still thought I was nuts playing condom roulette. Their husbands loved the way I was willing to risk my life over a few orgasms. I responded by telling them it was because of how wonderfully intense they were.

“Speaking of condoms,” Nikki said, giving Dana a knowing look. “There’s someone here who hasn’t tried one yet; am I right?”

“Hey, that’s right!” Daniel blurted out. “I forgot she hasn’t tried one!” Dustin looked at his wife before observing, “Well, honey… how ‘bout it?”

“Oh fuck!” she gasped. Then she looked at me and asked, “How many are left?”

“Seven… I think. The odds of survival are dwindling rapidly.”

“Oh. Um… I’m not so sure…”

“Why not?” Nikki countered in challenge. “I took one… and Alison here has taken…” She paused before looking at me in surprise. “Damn, girl. Just how many have you taken tonight?”

I had to think a minute before answering, “I’ve taken four that I know of… unless you used a condom on me while double-teaming me on the floor the last time.”

“I watched,” Dustin told me, shaking his head. “They didn’t use any… although I could tell how tempted my wife was.”

“Then I’ve taken four,” I told them proudly. “You bitches used one with the strap-ons. And your husbands each got to use one. So I’ve taken a risk four times tonight and enjoyed way more than four mind-blowing orgasms. Surely you can do one; can’t you, Dana?”

She looked at me for a moment as though she wasn’t sure of the wisdom of the whole thing. Hell, there was no wisdom about it whatsoever! It was crazy as hell but it was certainly erotic, at least for me.

“I have an idea,” Daniel spoke up. “How about if Nikki joins you?”

“Daniel??”

“Why not, honey? Wasn’t it arousing as hell? I thought you blasted off to the moon when Eric was fucking you on the bed while strangling you.”

“Well…”

Dana and Nikki looked at each other nervously. Maybe eating had made them realize how much they wanted to go on living just to taste good food after being so hungry. Then a wicked idea flashed in my head.

“Just a minute,” I said as I rose up from the table. “I’ll be right back.”

“Where are you going, Alison?” my husband asked. But I could tell by the amused look in his eyes how he thought it was a great idea risking Nikki and Dana for a change.

I just smiled without answering as I left the dining room. I went back to our bedroom and rummaged around our special box of goodies. I felt an erotic jolt when I found what I was looking for.

I went back to the dining room and showed everyone what I’d brought back with me. “Let’s make it fun!” I blurted out with a smile. Fuck, I was getting horny again.

“Gawd!” Dana gasped when she saw what I had in my hands – two sets of handcuffs and two ball-gags.

“Oh hell yeah!” Dustin declared excitedly.

He came over and grabbed a pair of cuffs from me before going over and standing his wife up from the dining room table. He pulled that robe down off her shoulders before pulling her arms behind her back. There was no point in her resisting; her nipples had hardened right up even as she blurted out, “Honey; WAIT!” By then Daniel had come over to grab the other pair to deal with his wife.

I tossed a ball-gag to my husband and motioned over to Dana… “You know what to do, honey.” She let out a cry as Eric approached her while I took the other one over to Nikki.

Her eyes were big as saucers, but her nipples had gotten hard as pencil erasers. “You bitch! You’re enjoying this, aren’t you!” But that’s all Daniel’s wife got out as I roughly shoved the gag into her mouth, smiling cruelly as I began securing it by the strap around the back of her head…

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Oct 23 ’16 by riwa)

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New Year’s Eve burning 2.3 (3)

Posted on December 30, 2016 by riwa

Dorothy and James were invited to a special New Year’s Eve party on the outskirts of London. It was a celebration of James’ place of employment. So they sent the kids off with the grandparents to make it an overnight affair, determined to enjoy the night alone together before heading back in the morning.

It was a special affair; everyone was dressed up. Dorothy went all out, proud of her husband and the work he put in and the money he brought home. He was rather impressed with the outfit she wore.

The party was in full swing when they finally arrived at the large building on the hill. There was food, plenty of champagne and lots of dancing. It was a festive occasion.

Dorothy and James got more than their fair share of looks from the other guests. She thought it odd, but said nothing. After all, she didn’t want to spoil this for him. Besides, she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

The champagne flowed as Dorothy became a little intoxicated. But she did not fail to notice the attention her husband was receiving with the ladies, including one in particular. She had no idea he was so popular. It made her jealous, but the constant flow of adult beverages helped ease her mood.

At a quarter to midnight there was a drawing for the ladies. Dorothy dutifully put her hand into the jar and pulled out a number. After all the ladies had drawn, the chief executive reached into a bowl marked “Midnight.”

He pulled out a slip of paper with a number on it and opened it up. “Our lucky lady tonight is holding the number 29!” Dorothy let out a squeal as she lifted the paper in her hand. She waved it around in the air, shouting “I won; I won!”

There was applause all around as a couple of men came and got her. She thought they were taking her up to the podium. But instead she was taken outside where the temperature was barely above freezing.

Out back, a small wooden platform stood elevated, a mixture of wood piled all around it. “Hey, wait; what’s this??” she asked as she was taken to a post standing alone on top of the wood. “James, what are they doing to me? Bloody hell; you can’t do this to me!”

They stripped her out of her wardrobe until she was naked as the day she was born. They carelessly tossed it onto the wood before they secured her to the post. “What are you doing to my clothes?? Bloody hell; it’s cold out here! What are you doing to me??”

“It’ll be warm soon enough!” one of the ladies hollered up to her, causing laughter to pass through the guests who had come out to watch. Others were inside looking out a large window.

Dorothy was clamped against the post with big metal shackles. A chain was wrapped around her for good measure. Then the men climbed down, leaving her alone on her perch.

To her horror she saw several men with torches approach the bottom of the structure she was standing on. Then everyone started singing Auld Lang Syne. Dorothy shivered as she watched everyone, her face flushed red with embarrassment being secured nude to the post.

They finished the song, which was followed by applause and cheers. At that moment the first chime from Big Ben drifted out to them over the countryside. They all cheered, “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Then the torches were tossed into the wood.

Dorothy started to scream in horror, hyperventilating as the wood caught despite the cold of the evening. She soon began to warm up as the flames came up all around her. She began crying out for her husband to rescue her. But she saw James in the arms of another woman, both smiling at her as though this had been intended the whole evening.

Bloody hell?? Had he already found someone new to marry??

It soon got quite warm as the flames leaped higher. Dorothy was no longer shivering. She was starting to sweat as the fire swelled all around her.

She writhed and wriggled, screaming her head off. It was so hot and everyone was watching her without a care in the world. Some had moved closer and were warming themselves at the base of the fire. This couldn’t be happening, she had to be dreaming!!

The flames began to come up all around her, licking and caressing her body. She tried dancing around to avoid the flames. But she remained bound to the post, unable to flee. By now it would have done her no good as fire was all around her and there was no escape.

The flames began to burn her and she screamed anew. But the revelers all cheered her progress as they raised a toast to her… “HAPPY NEW YEAR, DOROTHY!” She saw James raise a glass in a toast, a coy smile on his lips. Then she couldn’t see them anymore as the flames totally engulfed her.

For a moment she was on fire, the flames merging with her body as one. She wriggled and writhed until she breathed heated air into her lungs. She was dimly aware of her blonde hair going up, hair she had worked on meticulously to make a good appearance for her husband’s New Year’s Eve party. Then she slumped as the fire roared all around her.

The woman in James’ arm smiled coyly at him. “Seems a shame we didn’t tell her the lottery was rigged. I’m looking forward to becoming the new Mrs. Brown.”

“I’m looking forward to it as well, my darling.” Then he kissed her deeply as the people standing around them clapped and applauded.

One more toast to Dorothy was raised as they burned in the New Year. Then some couples started dancing on the landing, the fire keeping them warm. Others headed back inside to continue the party now that the New Year’s Eve sacrifice had been made…

© 2016 (Written for Dorothy Dec 8 ’16 by riwa)

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Flash Drive Infidelity 3 (5)

Posted on December 30, 2016 by riwa

 

(Based on a script by JQ public)

Why – why – why? Why the hell was it all starting to come apart on him??

He had a good job, albeit as an accountant for the mob. He’d been carefully skimming money from the books, but so far they didn’t seem to be on to him. Then he’d found a hot chick to serve as his secretary. Of course now she was serving as far more than that.

Unfortunately he’d been thinking about divorcing his wife, only to keep putting it off. Once she’d got wind of it, she’d done something rather foolish. Now he was really on the hook.

Tina had made copies of all his files and put them on a flash drive. Then she’d gone and hidden the damn thing. He could divorce her if he wished, but she was going to take him to the cleaners if he did. And the flash drive was her ace-in-the-hole.

He checked his watch as he impatiently tapped his foot. When was that bitch going to get here? Didn’t she understand just how serious this was? Hell, if the mob found out, they might dispose of the both of them thinking they were in it together!

He saw the vehicle pull up… finally! He met her at the door as she walked up the sidewalk. “What’s going on?” his mistress asked as he grabbed an elbow and pulled her inside.

“Follow me, Megan.”

“Marc, will you speak to me? What’s going on?”

“Would you just shut up and follow me?”

“Ok, ok; I’m coming!”

She followed him outside to the pool out back. Then he sighed as though everything was going to be all right. “Thanks for getting over here so fast.”

“This better be important.”

“Of course this is important, baby. This involves the two of us.”

She softened as she saw the look on his face. “Hey, it’s all right. I’m here for you, ok?”

“That’s good… because I think I finally found it.”

“Found what?”

“The flash drive she copied all my accounts to.”

“That flash drive? The one you told me about?”

“That’s the one. And I think I know where she hid it.”

“Where?” In response he pointed at the backyard pool.

“She hid it in there?? Why the hell would she hide it in your pool?”

“Don’t you see? It makes perfect sense! She knows I can’t swim! Plus I know she spent an hour underwater the other day in this scuba gear right here. Megan, I’ve looked everywhere else! It’s the only place I haven’t been able to check. That’s where you come in.”

“Me? You’re kidding, right?”

“Yes you! Who else can I trust to go down and retrieve it? Didn’t you tell me you know how to scuba dive?”

“I did some diving on my vacation last year. But it’s not like I got certified or anything. I was just in some scuba gear enjoying the scenery.”

“That’s more than I’ve done. You’ve been in the gear and you’ve breathed from a regulator. That makes you the best qualified of the two of us. Don’t you see?”

“What makes you think she was hiding it down in the pool?”

“Oh come on, Megan! Think about it! What the hell do you think she was doing down there for an hour: painting the roses red?? She just had to have hidden it down there somewhere.”

“Where?”

“How the hell should I know?? Maybe it’s in the pool drain. That would make a good hiding place. Please, Megan; I really need your help on this! Besides, it’s important for our future together.”

“All right, Marc. I’ll help you out. Let me just go and get my suit…”

“We don’t have time. We have to do it right now.”

“Right now? Can’t I go home and get my swim suit?”

“I told you there isn’t time! She’s gone out to get her hair done… and you ladies know how long that can take. There’s no better time than the present before she gets back.”

“Can’t we do it another time?”

“Megan, what if she thinks I’m on to her and hides it again? I might never find it! Do you know what she’s going to do to me in the divorce if she has that flash drive for leverage?

“Ok; I get your point.”

Megan paused to consider the matter. But there weren’t many options left to her. “So what am I going to wear if I can’t go and get my bathing suit?” She snuggled up to him as though she might have something else in mind.

“Later, ok?” Then he saw a hurt look and smiled at her.

“You know I want to, baby. But now is not a good time. We’ve got to hurry in case she gets done much sooner than I expected.”

“Ok; fine,” she sighed. “But you’re going to owe me a big one for this.” She gave him a smile as though he knew how she was going to collect: an expensive movie, fine wine perhaps. But at least he’d get a hot fuck at the end of the night.

She walked over to the edge of a set of shelves and started to strip. Once more she began to ask herself why she was seeing Marc. It was risky business; were the rewards worth the effort? She had to conclude that for her they would be substantial if he divorced his wife and married her like he said he was going to. But first she had to help with this nasty little flash drive business.

She stripped down to her black bra and panties. Then she went over to the scuba tank. She was familiar enough to know how it worked and what she needed to do.

She hooked up the hose to the regulator and turned it on. She tried taking a breath, but she got nothing. She tried again, only to frown at the damned thing.

Marc was watching the whole time, admiring her cleavage. He shuffled nervously on his feet when she frowned at the regulator. “What’s the matter, baby?”

“Um… we may have a little problem here.”

“Problem? What problem?”

“The tank seems to be empty.”

She tried purging the regulator but got nothing. She put it between her lips and tried to breathe. A last check confirmed she’d turned on the valve. There simply was no air in the tank.

“Empty? It’s fucking empty?? Damnit, that bitch must have used it all! Maybe she thought I would try to use it to find the drive.”

“That’s it then?” Megan wanted to know as she reached down for her clothes.

“Wait.”

“What now?”

“You can still swim down to have a look, can’t you?”

“I suppose. Let’s get this cover off so I can go down and have a look. You’re really going to owe me if I have to go down without using a source of air, you know.”

“We can’t get the cover off, baby.”

“What? What the hell are you talking about?”

“It’s broken, ok? I’ve tried! I can get the crank to turn, but it’s like pushing an elephant off your tennis shoes! It’s going to take forever to do it by hand!”

“You mean I’ve got to go down and hold my breath? It’s not like I’m dropping off a letter in a mailbox, you know. It might take some time to work that drain open.”

“You can do it, can’t you? You said you went scuba diving on your vacation!”

“That was scuba diving. Look, I’m a good swimmer and all… but this is going down and holding your breath. I’m not sure I can do this.”

“Oh, come on, baby! You’ve got to give it a try?! This is for us, remember?”

“So where’s this drain?”

“In the bottom of the deep end, Megan! Where else do you put a drain in a pool? C’mon, baby; help me out here!”

“So let me get this straight. I have to hold my breath to make a swim all the way down to the drain in the deep end of your pool under your broken pool cover just to see if she hid the flash drive down there??”

Marc smiled wryly. “That’s about the size of it, Megan. I’m sorry about that.”

“I can’t believe this! Your wife hid the flash drive in the pool using scuba gear because you can’t swim and you think she MAY have hidden it in the drain? I have to swim all the way to the deep end…”

“…and you’ll have to unscrew the drain cover…”

She glared daggers at him as she continued. “…unscrew the drain cover, try to find the flash drive… and then make it all the way back on that same breath without drowning my ass??”

“I think you got it.”

“…holding my breath the entire time…”

Marc sighed heavily. “C’mon, Megan! Didn’t you do that even a little bit on your vacation? You were in the water, weren’t you??  I’m begging here! That bitch has got me by the balls! If the mob or the cops get hold of that drive, I’m screwed! I know you can do this, ok? Please help me out?”

“Fine, I’ll give it my best shot. But you’re really going to owe me big time for this one!”

She began looking around the shelves as though hunting for something. She found a weight belt; that would be helpful. But she kept on looking.

“What are you looking for, honey?”

“A dive mask is going to make this a hell of a lot easier, you know.”

He nodded as he located one for her. She took it from him and started to pull it down over her face. Marc looked down, wondering if this was going to work out. He desperately wanted that flash drive before something really bad happened.

She got it onto her face and then wrapped the belt around her waist. She was heading for the pool when he stopped her… “Megan? You may need this.” She turned to see him offering her a screwdriver.

She took it from him before heading toward the corner of the pool. The corner of cover was open; she could get in there. She certainly hoped this would be worth it.

She slipped into the water, dunking herself to get acclimated before coming back up. She came up gasping for breath. “Don’t tell me the heater’s…”

“…on the fritz.”

“Is there anything here that IS working??” He pointed at his crotch and smiled. She smiled back at the effect she was having on him when she noticed a growing bulge. If this was turning him on, maybe she could make the swim and retrieve that damned flash drive in her underwear.

“I’ll be expecting to get some of that tonight when this is over with, baby,” she told him, indicating his crotch as she took a few deep breaths. She held the last one before he could respond. Then she submerged with a burble and began her swim.

She followed the bottom to the slope of the pool. She could see the drain down in the deep end. It was white and circular.

It didn’t look all that far away, and it certainly didn’t look imposing. It was possible the bitch had hidden it in there, thinking it would be the last place he would look. Maybe this was going to work after all. Besides, she didn’t like the idea of his wife Tina holding this flash drive over his head during their divorce proceedings.

She swam down to it and looked all around. There was no drive anywhere in sight. She tried to look into the drain. But she couldn’t see very well through the slats.

It was definitely screwed down, that much was obvious. Had he even given her the right screwdriver? There was only one way to find out.

She pushed it into the head of the screw. It went in easily enough. She found she was able to twist it without too much difficulty.

She started to unscrew the drain cover as a few bubbles trickle out of her mouth. What a lousy place to hide a flash drive. She couldn’t believe his wife had gone to all this trouble. But if the drive was that important, then perhaps she’d better help get it back.

She paused when she thought she heard something up at the surface. Was that Marc trying to get the cover open? She didn’t like the fact that most of it was closed on top of her. And she certainly didn’t like the long swim back she would have to make once she was finished.

She went back to work on the screw. But something wasn’t right. It was taking longer; it wasn’t turning as easily. Fuck; what a mess!

Up at the surface Marc found himself pacing anxiously before looking down at the covered pool. Didn’t she have that drain cover off by now? Surely it wasn’t that complicated removing a couple of screws, was it… unless she couldn’t hold her breath very long. If that was the case, this might take longer than he was expecting it to take.

Megan struggled with the screw. Why was it taking so damn long?? Wasn’t it supposed to be easy to remove them so the repairman could check the drain? It didn’t require a special tool, did it? The screwdriver seemed to be working, although it was taking longer than she’d anticipated.

Once more she thought she heard something. She looked up as bubbles trickled out of her mouth. It would not be good if his bitch of a wife came home and caught her down here. She wasn’t sure what she would do if that happened.

Up at the surface Marc anxiously checked his watch. How long had she been down there? Could she hold her breath long enough? What if something went wrong and she drowned down there? There was no way he would be able to go down and check for himself! Shit – shit – shit!

Megan could feel her lungs heaving. Damn; this was taking too long! She had to at least get this one screw out before she had to go up. But her lungs were really hurting.

She worked the screwdriver until the screw suddenly gave way. She picked it up and grasped it between her fingers. At-fucking-LAST!

She took off for the shallow end and the steps that awaited her. It looked so far away! Could she hold her breath long enough to get there?

What if she drowned down here?? Surely that bastard wouldn’t come down to get her back up! She would be left down here for who knows how long until the cops came and hauled her up. What kind of an excuse would he give for having his secretary drown in his backyard pool??

She reached the loose part of the cover and burst up gasping for breath. How long had she been down there holding her breath?? She certainly didn’t want to do that again. But she only had the one screw. The other one was still down there waiting to be removed.

Marc came over to her with concern in his eyes. “Jesus, baby; are you ok??” Megan nodded her head as she clutched at her chest, too breathless for words.

“Did you find it? Tell me you found it? Did you find it?”

“Does this look like I found it?” she gasped as she held up the screw she’d removed. “It felt like… I was down there… a long time! But I just couldn’t… hold my breath… any longer.”

“You’re doing great, Megan! But you were down a good two minutes at least. I was really starting to worry.”

“That’s because… I couldn’t get the damn screw loose! I was so close… and then I got it… but I ran out of breath before I could get to… the other one!”

“Babe, you’ve got to go back down. We can’t delay much longer! What if she comes back while you’re still down there?”

“Can’t you give me a fucking minute here? I’m exhausted!”

“I’m sorry, ok?” Then he nervously looked all around. “I just don’t want her coming back unannounced, ok? Who knows what that bitch will do once she discovers we’re on to her!”

Megan nodded as her breath returned. “Just give me a moment to catch my breath ok?” Then she held up the screwdriver for emphasis as she added, “I know what to do and how long it’s going to take. I’ll get it this time for sure.”

He looked down at her and smiled at her cleavage. “What?” she asked in annoyance.

“You’re giving me a great view there, baby.” She just shook her head and rolled her eyes as she started taking deep breaths. They didn’t have time for this, not if his wife might show up at any moment.

She checked her dive mask to make sure it was secure. Then she took three deep breaths. She held the third one as she slipped under the cover.

She made the long swim down easily enough. She reached the drain and went right for that second screw. Once she got it off, she would be able to remove the drain cover and see what was inside.

Marc’s eyes were on the pool when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in a black dress. Her red hair was distinctive. So was the angry scowl on her lips. She was carrying a gun in her right hand.

“Honey! You’re home early.”

“Of course I’m home early. What’s going on in the pool?”

“In the pool?” Marc stammered as he pointed at it. “Nothing’s going on in the pool.”

“It doesn’t look like nothing to me, you bastard. I see the cover rippling at the surface. You don’t suppose somebody is down there, do you?”

“Now who would be down in our pool, honey?”

“Maybe your big-titted whore secretary?”

“What would my secretary be doing down there?”

“Looking for this perhaps?” She smirked as she held up a little baggie containing the flash drive he was after.

Marc felt the color drain from his face. He was busted; they were both busted. So what was the bitch going to do now?

“Honey, I can explain.”

“Oh, can you now?”

“It’s not what you think! There’s nobody down there!”

“There isn’t?”

“That’s right.”

“If there’s nobody down there, then I guess you can close the cover.”

“What??”

She lifted the gun and pointed it right at him. “I said close the fucking pool cover, you bastard! Seal it off; close it up! What… are you fucking deaf??”

The jig was up. Now he had to get Megan out of there. But what if his wife wanted to shoot her or something?

“Ok – ok; you got me. My secretary is down there, ok? Can’t we just wait until she comes back up?

His wife angrily pointed at the water. “I said close the fucking pool… RIGHT… NOW!”

“But she’s still under there! If I close it off, she’ll drown!”

“Serves the cock-sucking whore right, don’t you think? After all, that IS what’s she’s been doing to my cheating husband.”

“Honey, can’t we talk about this? We can’t just leave her down there!”

“I’m touched you want to save your big-titted whore. But I think right now you’ve got more important things to worry about than replacing some slut secretary, don’t you?”

“Baby, don’t you think…”

“I’ll not ask again.” Then she cocked the weapon and aimed it right at him.

Marc’s heart was pounding in his chest as he went over to the cover. “Stretch it out; make it fucking tight! We don’t want any twigs or leaves falling in, do we?”

“All right – all right!”

Marc bent over and began pulling the cover tight to the corner. He wished there was some way of warning Megan down there. But he was liable to get a slug in his chest for his efforts if he tried anything foolish.

He looked up at her one last time. But she was adamant. “Seal her in, you bastard, or there’ll be a corpse at the surface to match the one down below!” All Marc could do was obey, hoping he might somehow get a chance to get it back open in time before she ran out of air and drowned down there.

“Satisfied?” he asked as he moved closer.

“Don’t you fucking take another step!” She pointed the weapon right at him as he raised his hands in a submissive gesture.

“In the house,” she motioned with the gun. “Let’s leave your big-titted whore out here to enjoy her swim!”

He dared not try anything for fear of the gun going off. Marc nodded as he walked in front of her. He opened the door and went inside. She followed after him a few steps behind.

–

Megan worked the last screw off with a comfortable amount of breath left in her lungs. She held it up for inspection… “Finally!” Now she could get into the drain and retrieve that flash drive.

She opened the drain and looked inside. But she saw nothing that looked remotely like any kind of flash drive… “What the hell??”

She reached inside and felt all around. It had to be inside; it just had to! That bitch wouldn’t go to all that trouble of gearing up and spending an hour in her pool unless she was hiding it in here, wouldn’t she? But the item she sought was not in the pool drain.

She grabbed her head in astonishment… “What the hell – what the hell – WHAT THE HELL??” It wasn’t in there! Why the hell had she wasted all this time holding her breath if it wasn’t in there??

That did it; she was out of here! She wasn’t wasting any more time on this stupid flash drive of his. She swam for the shallow end, preparing to give him a healthy piece of her mind. By the time she was done, he was going to rue the day he’d sent her down here on some wild goose chase.

She reached the shallow end when she looked up in surprise. What the hell?? The cover was now completely closed! Whose fucking idea was that??

She began looking all around, checking the perimeter of the pool she was in. But there didn’t seem to be an opening anywhere! Was she trapped underneath? What the hell was he doing??

She tried pushing upward. But the cover was tightly in place. There was virtually no give; she was well and truly trapped underneath!

She couldn’t believe it; she just couldn’t believe it! Then a horrific thought came to her mind. What if he’d set her up? What if this was his way of getting rid of her? What if his wife had been in on this from the very beginning? What if he’d lured her down here just to drown her in their backyard pool??

She screamed, “MARC, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! GET ME OUT OF HERE!” Then she began beating on the cover, becoming aware of the growing strain in her lungs.

She tried pushing up against the cover, beating on it with her fists… anything that might alert him to her situation. Had he done this deliberately? She thought he loved her!

The strain in her lungs was building; she could feel her stomach starting to heave. She was running out of breath. She had to find a way out fast!

She tried the cover again; surely it would give way somewhere! Maybe it had closed by accident and Marc was working on getting it back open. Then she thought of something else that would just as easily explain her predicament. What if his wife had come home and closed it off on her? What if she was up there right now? She couldn’t hear or see anything, so there was no way of knowing!

Her lungs spasmed painfully; she nearly inhaled. Megan covered her mouth as her chest kept heaving. She couldn’t hold her breath much longer!

She was running out of time; she had to get out now! Megan beat against the cover, mentally screaming for Marc to open the damned thing back up and get her out. But there was no evidence he was even out there watching her.

Her chest heaved; she covered her mouth again. Her stomach rippled as her chest heaved once more. She wanted another breath; she really needed another breath! If only she could get another breath!

She gurgled as she reflexively inhaled. She coughed up bubbles and gurgled again. Then a coughing spell set in as she sucked water down her windpipe.

The weight belt threatened to take her down and she kicked weakly to stay up at the surface. But she was coughing and inhaling now, swallowing more pool water. She was about to be overtaken by the inevitable.

She lost her ability to stay near the cover as the weight around her waist now worked against her. It began pulling her down toward the bottom of the pool. She couldn’t kick herself back up; she was settling toward the bottom!

Megan found herself settling onto the pool floor, unable to make her way back toward the cover above. She kept spasming and convulsing; it hurt so fucking bad! Where the hell was Marc? Why had he abandoned her down here??

She tried to reach upward for the surface. If only she could get there, maybe she could punch a hole in it. Maybe if she beat on it, Marc would see the trouble she was in and come to her aid! But she just didn’t have the strength to get there.

She spasmed again, her lungs spewing out the last of her breath. She waved up at the surface, but it was starting to grow dark all around her. She was so scared and so cold!

She shuddered hard before going limp. The weight around her waist kept her on the pool floor. Stray muscles fired as an arm twitched, a leg jerked… a toe flickered. Then the life faded from her eyes.

Up at the surface the cover grew still. There was no evidence a human being had drowned underneath and was now held to the bottom by the weight around her waist. The backyard was quiet.

Inside the house there was a cry followed by a gunshot. A moment later there was a thump as a body hit the floor. Then the property was quiet.

The back door opened and the wife came out. She looked at the pool and smiled. Then she headed for her car. She had an alibi to plan, had to find a way to convince the mob her husband and his secretary had teamed up to cause trouble and had gotten themselves killed in the process…

© 2016 (written for JQ public Nov 29 ’16 by riwa)

(Vidcaps provided by JQ public. They are from MMP’s Flash Drive Infidelity and are used for illustration purposes only.)

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