Ships in the night 2 4.4 (17)

Posted on May 25, 2026 by riwa

Alison led me back to the sex rooms again. We checked until we found her cousin’s room. Apparently she was the only one inside.

I hesitated as I considered the risks to Darcy. Alison looked at me curiously. “What?” she wanted to know. “You don’t want to go in?”

“I was just thinking…” I mused.

“About what?” she asked with a knowing smile.

“Your cousin. The dangers.”

“She’s already been fucked. The least we can do is go in and have a look at her. Now I’m kinda curious.”

Odd. The possibility that her cousin might be in mortal danger didn’t seem to bother Alison all that much. So with a shrug of my shoulders, I used my pager and opened the door.

Her cousin still lay attached to the four legs of that sawhorse by her arms and legs. She was buck naked. Instinctively, we crept up on her as though not wanting her to hear us.

Alison showed me her cousin’s fucked holes. Cum dripped out of her cunt and ass. So she HAD been fucked in her pussy!

Seeing cum leaking out of Darcy’s pussy gave me an unexpected thrill. She’d obviously taken cum inside her. Right now, it was possible someone’s seed was swimming toward one of those eggs of hers!

I jumped when she cried out, “Hello?? Is anybody in here? This isn’t funny, guys! I can’t hear or see a thing!”

I quietly took Reggie by the hand and led him around in front of her. I unzipped his fly and worked his dick out of his pants. Then I moved him forward until it pushed against her lips.

“Oh, you’re baac-uummppff.” That was all she got out before I told him. “Enjoy her mouth, Reggie.”

He began thrusting in and out. She sucked him as though she knew that was her assigned task. Or maybe she figured she didn’t have any choice in the matter.

I always thought Darcy was a good cock-sucker. But I also pride myself on my oral skills. So I knelt beside her head and pulled his dick out of her mouth before taking him between my lips.

I sucked and moaned as I enjoyed his tasty meat again. Then I pulled it out of my mouth and forced it back between her lips. She grunted as he fucked her face nice and slow.

I pulled him out of her mouth again. Then I kissed her deeply. She returned it, giving me a lot of tongue.

I turned to suck Reggie again. Darcy blurted out, “Hey, is there a woman in here? It’s ok if there is. I just can’t hear or see anything. Am I even… I can’t hear myself talking… hey!”

I pulled Reggie out of my mouth. “Enough of that,” I told her. “Put that mouth to good use.” Then I shoved Reggie’s dick between her lips again.

She slurped and grunted as I got up. “Be right back,” I told him. “I want to enjoy her too. You just keep fucking her mouth.”

Alison got undressed. Then she looked around the room. She found a long, thick dildo in a drawer and came back over with it.

She gave me this huge grin. Then she loudly declared, “I’ve got something for your cunt and ass, Darcy! Here it comes!”

I pulled out of her mouth long enough for Darcy to cry out, “You guys are back? I can’t hear a thing! I can’t even hear myself talk! Can you please take this hood off me? Hello? Is anybody there?” Then Alison thrust that dildo home.

Darcy let out a “FUCK!” before I pushed my dick back between her lips. Together, Alison and I double-teamed her. Amazingly, she was none too gentle on her cousin.

“Just packing in all that cum,” Alison said aloud to Darcy as she gave me a wicked grin. “Now let’s try that ass of yours.”

She pulled out and then slammed the toy in deep. Darcy let out another grunt around my cock in her mouth. But she did her best to keep sucking.

It was pretty damned erotic the way the two of us fucked her in both ends. Alison would pull out and fuck her pussy before pulling out and fucking her ass again. Darcy just responded with muffled grunts and groans.

Alison finally fucked her hard and fast. Her cousin let out a muffled cry of orgasm. It made it hard for her to suck on my dick when she was crying out like that.

“Back here, Reggie,” Alison motioned. “Let’s switch. My muff needs a tongue right now.”

“Are you sure?” I replied hesitantly. “What about her, uh… her pregnancy sensor?”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Alison said with a wicked twinkle in her eyes.

We went right ahead and switched places. I considered both holes before I thrust into her cunt and began fucking her. Alison grabbed her hooded head and forced her mouth into her crotch before declaring, “Lick it, bitch!”

Alison looked at me, her expression softening. “How’s it feel?” I wanted to know.

“She’s got a good tongue,” Alison sighed. “How’s her cunt?”

“Feels nice.”

“Now fuck her ass for me. But don’t cum in her ass.”

I shrugged my shoulders. That idea suited me just fine. So I pulled out before thrusting into her cousin’s anal passage.

Darcy let out a cry before Alison mashed her muff up against her cousin’s lips again. “Fuckin’ hot!” she gasped. Then she told me, “Now back to her cunt, Reggie.”

“Anything you say,” I replied with a smile, realizing Darcy couldn’t hear us. That meant she didn’t know who was doing what to her.

The funny thing about it is that Darcy had never licked me before. But I wasn’t about to miss out on an opportunity like this. Besides, I just had to know.

She was talented with her mouth and tongue. She soon had me writhing while I humped her face. “Fuck yeah!” I gasped. “Lick that shit!”

I grinned lustfully at my companion as I humped Darcy’s face. “Fuck her, Reggie! Fuck her cunt hard!” He responded by thrusting harder, making her grunt and rock on the sawhorse.

After a bit, I pulled back enough to force the dildo down her throat. “Gag on it, bitch!” I laughed as I shoved it in hard and deep. She gagged and grunted as Reggie kept pounding her from behind.

I pulled the toy out and mashed my cunt back up against her lips. She licked and tongued me, probing until she worked a cum out of me. Then I thrust the dildo hard down her throat again.

I looked back at my companion before asking, “How about it, Reggie? You gonna give her a nice load?”

“I’m thinking about her sensor.”

“So am I, Reggie; so am I.” And I really was thinking about it. What if it was Reggie’s cum that popped the damn thing? The idea utterly thrilled me.

I gave him a dismissive wave as I told him, “Oh, don’t worry about it. She’s probably not fertile tonight anyway.” But a part of me was kind of hoping she was.

He looked at me kind of funny. Then he really started pounding her hard. Gawd; what if deep down, he really wanted his cum to pop her sensor??

It gave me such a thrill that I gave her my muff to munch on. Then Darcy let out a muffled cry of orgasm. Reggie fucked her harder until she let out another muffled cry. When he gasped his release, I climaxed right along with him.

She said it so calmly that her cousin probably wasn’t fertile. But what if she was? What if it would be my cum instead of those other guys that condemned her?

Something came over me as I rammed her good and hard. I think I really wanted to be the one to pop her sensor. Then, when she came, I felt it swell within me.

When she came again, I pumped a load deep inside her. For a moment, it looked like Alison was cumming too. Then I heard her gasp, “SWITCH! Make her suck you clean!” So we quickly switched places.

I came around and shoved my cock between her lips, allowing her to suck and clean it off. But Alison really hammered her cunt with that dildo. It kind of made me think about it for a second.

Just what the hell was she doing? Was she trying to pack in my seed?? Did she want her cousin’s sensor to pop? And did she want ME to pop it??

She managed to force a couple of orgasms out of Darcy. Then she pulled the toy out, panting heavily for breath in the process. I pulled my cock out of her mouth as well, allowing her cousin to frantically try to catch her breath.

Alison came over to me and kissed me passionately. “That was fun,” she panted when our lips pulled apart. “Now I think we should go play alone for a while.”

We both cleaned up and got dressed. Darcy was back to calling out, “Hey? Are you done now? Are you still in here? I can’t hear you… wait, am I even saying anything? You wanna get this hood off me? Hello??”

Before we left, I paused to stare at Darcy all secured to that sawhorse. I wondered about all that cum she’d taken. Was it possible she was fertile enough to have it pop her sensor?

I must admit a part of me hoped it was true. I even hoped my cum would play a part in the whole damn thing. Then Alison caught me staring a little too long.

“Penny for your thoughts, Reggie?”

“Just wondering is all.”

“Wondering about what?”

“Her sensor.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it.” Then she grabbed my arm before asking, “You wanna know what my thoughts are?”

I saw the amusement in her expression. So I told her, “I think I can guess.”

“You damn sure can!” she chuckled. “Maybe it’s the atmosphere of the place. Maybe it’s what they put in the drinks. Maybe I’ll feel different in the morning. But for now, let’s go get us a drink.”

“Fair enough.” Then we checked out of the room. I figured I could certainly use another drink after the erotic time we’d spent with her cousin.

We went back to the lounge and took up a booth. The attendant came right over and took our order. The drinks came rather quickly.

I swallowed much of mine in a couple gulps. Reggie looked like he was just as thirsty. When we finished our drinks, the attendant came over with new ones before taking our empty glasses away.

“So how was my cousin?” I finally asked with an amused look. “Were her holes nice and tight?”

“Quite nice,” Reggie admitted.

“Still as good as our university days?”

“I don’t really remember,” he replied. “I think we went out a couple of times, but it was mostly to get laid. Back then, she was just as horny as I was.”

“Sounds like Darcy,” I replied. “I think she brought us here to get laid.”

“You think that’s all she brought you here for?”

“What else?” I wanted to know.

Reggie didn’t say anything. He just looked at me and smiled. That’s when it hit me.

“You don’t think…” I started to say.

“You know her better than I do. Do you think that could be a part of her nature?”

I thought about it for a second before I replied, “I wouldn’t put anything past her at this point.” Then I motioned at the monitor as I told Reggie, “Shall we look in on her again?”

He pulled up her room on the monitor. We were greeted to the sight of a male and female couple in there with her. They were both naked, and were working on her from both ends.

It looked like the woman was fucking her mouth with a strap-on when she leaned toward her companion. “Come in her cunt, baby. Let’s see if we can help pop that sensor.” In response, the male began fucking her even harder.

“Gawd!” I panted breathlessly. “They aren’t even trying to hide it! Even THEY want to see her get snuffed!”

“Don’t you?” Reggie asked me quietly, giving me a knowing look.

I didn’t answer him; I couldn’t. For a moment, I just looked away. Then I focused on being fascinated by what was happening on the monitor.

I finally blinked before I took a deep breath. I drained the last of my latest drink in one gulp. Then I told Reggie,” I think I need a little more relief.” That’s when I took his hand and pulled him out of the booth.

Alison led me to the back rooms again. But the door she brought us too was not the one we’d originally entered to fuck in. This time, it was a snuff sex room.

I used my pager to open the door. Then she pulled me inside. Her arms were around my neck, and she was all over my lips as the door closed behind us.

Seeing her cousin get fucked on the monitor was definitely arousing. I was glad we were going to do something about it. But I hadn’t expected her to bring me into that particular room.

We were frenzied as we peeled each other’s clothes off. Then we quickly ended up on the bed. She got on top of me again as she fervently rode me in that cowgirl position.

We fucked like that for several minutes as I groped her tits. Then I rolled us over until I was on top of her. I choked her again as I pounded her with my raging erection.

She went crazy, rasping and gurgling. She could barely breathe. But I heard her beg me to choke her harder as I fucked her.

I cut off her breath until she shuddered underneath me. I know I pumped another load deep inside her. Then I rolled off, the two of us panting like crazy.

She finally got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the sound of water running. I just assumed she was cleaning herself up again.

When she came back out, I figured we were going to get dressed. Instead, she went over to the electric chair. She gave it a really good looking-over.

I got up and went over to her as she stood there looking at it. “You like it?” I finally asked. “It looks like it’s just your size.”

“You really think so?” she asked curiously as she reached down and touched the probes coming up out of the seat. “I wonder…”

I got a brief glimpse of Reggie’s hardening dick. He was getting aroused again. Was he thinking about having me go for a ride?

I suddenly thought back to that night in the pool. While we were fucking, I’d briefly entertained a crazy thought. Now I was thinking that same thing all over again.

“You really think it’s my size?” I murmured as I climbed up into it. Then I turned and slowly impaled myself upon those two probes. It gave me the shivers something fierce as I fully sat down in the chair.

I noticed his cock getting harder. Gawd; did he love seeing me like this? I sure as hell loved the way his dick was responding.

“You look good,” he told me as he calmly started strapping me down. “It’s as though you were born for it.”

“Do you really think so?” I asked breathlessly. Gawd; what was I getting myself into??

He strapped me in good and tight as though he’d done it many times before. He made sure my knees were pulled apart and secured so he could see the probe up my cunt. Then he wrapped the strap around my neck and tightened it.

I couldn’t help smiling as I told him, “You’re really enjoying this; aren’t you?”

“Aren’t you?” he replied with a smile of his own. Then he fondled my breasts until my nipples were nice and hard.

I found myself panting heavily for breath. But I didn’t ask him to turn me loose. I’m not sure why I didn’t. Maybe I just wanted to see how far he was willing to take me.

He picked up the remote. Then he turned it on. A moment later, I felt the probes going up and down inside me, causing me to gasp and stiffen.

“Interesting,” I mused thoughtfully as I studied her reaction. “I can tell you’re feeling those probes. I’ll bet executions would have been a lot more fun using this type of chair.”

“Oh, no doubt,” she panted. “At least the condemned would get to cum and go at the same time – FUCK!” That’s when she stiffened noticeably.

“Did you feel that?” I chuckled after having thumbed the juice to the probes. I was having more fun than I’d anticipated.

“You’re damn right I felt that – OW! SHIT!”

“You’re being a little too vocal,” I observed as I hit another button.

“You would be too if you – awk!”

She rasped as the strap around her neck tightened. Then I gave her another jolt of juice. She really stiffened as she rasped for breath.

I eased up on the strap. She gasped for breath, panting heavily. “Damn! You’re really – FUCK!”

I tightened the strap around her neck again. Then I gave her more juice. That’s when she rasped and shuddered in the chair.

One part of me immediately regretted climbing on, impaling myself and then letting him strap me down. But another part noticed how stiff his cock had become. Gawd; he was turned on!

The probes gave me significant jolts as they fucked me. But the strap around my throat was the best – and the worst – of it all. It tightened until I could hardly breathe.

It was a devious creation, jolts in your holes while being asphyxiated to death. And he hadn’t even fully hooked me up! But it was enough to give me a serious taste of the damned contraption.

He let me breathe again, and I gasped like crazy. My nipples were unbelievably hard. I was grateful he hadn’t hooked up the electrodes to ‘em.

He jolted me again until I cried out “FUCK!” Then the strap tightened around my throat once more. It constricted until those violating probes forced an orgasm right out of me.

The strap loosened until I whimpered as I gasped for breath. That’s when I saw something in his expression. Gawd; did Reggie want to snuff me?

He jolted me again, causing me to scream a poem of profanities. Then the strap tightened around my throat once more. My body shuddered in orgasm as he played me like a Stradivarius.

Gawd; his cock was hard! He was clearly enjoying torturing me. A part of me wanted him to stop. But that other part of me?

He must have added some electricity because I really shuddered in the chair. I tried to scream, but my throat was severely constricted. Then I found myself cumming my way into blessed unconsciousness.

…..

I don’t know how long I was out. But when I came back around, I found I could breathe easily. That’s because the strap had been removed from around my throat.

I coughed as I started breathing better. That’s when I noticed the chair was no longer fucking me. And Reggie was working rather rapidly to remove all the straps.

I coughed again, feeling a little sore all over. Then I noticed a reddish glow inside the room. I frowned as I tried to remember if it had been there before.

“You ok?” he asked anxiously as he worked to free me from the chair.

I rasped again as I stammered, “I… I guess you didn’t snuff me after all.”

“No time,” he said rather hurriedly. “Don’t you see the reddish glow?”

I looked around before telling him, “Yeah, I was kind of noticing that. What’s that all about?”

“The Entertainment stage. That’s the reason for the red glow. They’re getting ready to execute someone up on the Entertainment stage. I thought you’d want to go see it.”

I inhaled sharply, my heart suddenly racing. “An execution up on the Entertainment stage? You’re damn right I want to go see it!” And with that he helped me get up off the probes impaled in my holes.

I don’t know what happened. I was enjoying jolting her, and the way her body looked like she was cumming. Then I had this thought run through my head.

It was just like the thought I’d had back when we were fucking underwater in the university pool. It was also like the same thought I’d had when I was choking her both times while fucking her. I could feel myself starting to lose control.

Then that red glow came on inside the room…

I knew right away what that meant. The Entertainment stage was going to be hosting an execution. I also knew Alison would want to watch anything that took place up on that platform.

Was that what made me turn off the chair? Was that what made me stop myself from going too far? I’d like to believe I was being careful with her. But I was just so into it!

I helped her out of the chair. She was definitely a little sore. But otherwise, she showed no ill effects.

She didn’t complain or anything as I went with her into the bathroom. There were towels in there that we both quickly used to clean up and wipe the sweat off our bodies. Then we rushed to get our clothes on so as not to miss a single moment of what was going to happen up on the Entertainment stage.

1/27/25

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My visit to St. Fellat 2 4.3 (8)

Posted on May 25, 2026 by riwa

After a bite of lunch, I went back out to wander around the resort. Then I found my way over to another pool. This one was smaller, but still deep enough for a swim.

I noticed some activity over in the corner. There were three females and one male. They all looked to be in their fifties.

The ladies stripped the guy out of his trunks. He didn’t resist, put up a protest or anything. Then they helped him float at the surface.

At that moment, they began taking turns stroking his dick. It wasn’t too long until he got nice and hard. That’s when I saw one of the ladies bend over and start sucking him.

The other two smiled as though awaiting their turn. I couldn’t believe it! Even in this part of the resort, I couldn’t get away from it!

They looked as though they were having fun sucking his cock. He certainly wasn’t complaining about it. I couldn’t help wondering if they had all come to the resort together, or if they had just recently met.

I tried not to stare. But I couldn’t help myself. Seeing such blatant sexuality was hard to turn away from.

One of them turned and caught me looking at them. She just grinned at me. When it was her turn, she leaned in and went to town sucking on his meat while giving me the occasional knowing glance.

I felt awkward staring at them for as long as I did. Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted to stay and watch the finale. So I got up and went for a walk.

The place was sprawling with buildings and bodies of water. After a while, I rounded a corner and found another pool I hadn’t seen before. Two people were lying on loungers, while two more were in the water.

I looked around until I saw a couple in the corner on the steps down in the water. Clearly, they were both naked. She was kissing him while stroking his cock.

From where I was sitting, I was able to get a good eyeful of her boobs. They were big and full. And her nipples looked like they were really protruding.

I watched as they kissed each other. She stroked him as though she was really enjoying herself. Then I saw her take a big breath.

She submerged down into the water. I saw her holding her breath while sucking his dick. Bubbles came up from his crotch as he tipped his head back and sighed.

I could tell he was enjoying himself. She certainly seemed to be pretty good at staying down without drowning herself. He even pushed her head down to keep her under. But I never saw her put up a fight or even struggle to be let back up.

He finally let go, allowing her to rise up. She came up gasping for breath. They kissed once more as she stroked him. Then she gave him a sly grin before she inhaled and submerged again.

I watched them go at it for the next few minutes. She looked to be quite the breath-holder. And she certainly appeared to be enjoying what she was doing.

I finally noticed some activity in another part of the pool. So I turned to look. That’s when I noticed a couple of naked females I’d missed earlier. They were clearly doing something unusual while they were underwater.

I adjusted my position in order to get a better look. It looked like they were sharing a double-ended dildo at the bottom of the pool. I couldn’t believe it!

I hadn’t noticed when they had first gone down. They were down quite a while before they came up together. They both smiled at each other, the shared dildo still in their mouths.

They took the toy out of their mouths long enough to gasp for breath. I thought I heard one of them count down from three. Then they went back down together

They got that dildo back between their lips. Then they started sucking on it again from both ends. It was pretty erotic seeing a couple of females make do without a real cock around to suck on.

I watched for a while until I ended up getting nice and horny. But I didn’t know what to do with myself while I sat there and watched. I felt like I was some sort of peeping Tom. So I got up and headed off to look for more pools.

As I was walking along a path, I came across this guy coming toward me from the opposite direction. He grinned before asking, “Like the service around here?”

I smiled as I replied, “It takes a little getting used to.”

He pointed me toward the pool he had just come from. “There’s a native in the pool over there named Adina. She’ll be more than happy to service you. Just get into the water naked, and she’ll come right on over.”

I curiously lifted my eyebrows. “Oh, really?”

He laughed as he replied, “Well… that’s what happened to me.”

I shook my head as he went on his way. But his words made me curious as to whether or not what he’d said was true. So I strolled on over.

I had a hard time believing there was a girl swimming in the water who would take on any cock that presented itself. But I had certainly seen plenty of cocks in the mouths of women around here. So I figured anything was possible.

When I got there, I indeed found a woman swimming around in the water. She wasn’t wearing a thing. She just swam around naked without a care in the world.

She certainly made my cock stir. The thought of her sucking my dick aroused me greatly. But did I really want to get in the water naked with her? 

What if she put up a fuss? What if that guy had been talking about somebody else? Was I really horny enough to want to take a chance?

I decided to play it safe. So I went and sat on the edge of the pool with my legs in the water. I watched her swim all the way to the other end before she turned around and came back.

She pulled with her arms as she swam along under the surface. She was gorgeous to look at. Watching her swim naked wasn’t helping matters any, as my cock got nice and hard in my suit.

She swam right up to me before coming up for a breath. “Good afternoon,” she panted with a smile.

“Good afternoon,” I smiled back. “Nice day for a swim.”

“Really nice day,” she agreed. “You getting in the water?”

“I was kind of thinking about it.”

She looked at my suit and smiled as she replied, “Well, if you want to swim with me, you’re going to have to get rid of that silly thing.”

“Is that so?”

She smiled coyly before submerging. Then she turned and swam underwater toward the opposite end of the pool.

I was curious… and greatly aroused. So I got out of my suit and left it right there on the edge of the pool. Then I got into the water.

I set out after her up at the surface. She reached the other end and surfaced to catch her breath. Then she saw me coming toward her.

She smiled as she submerged. I dove down and swam right up to her underwater. She grabbed me and gave me a bubbly kiss before we surfaced. It sure made my cock twitch as it saluted her.

“I like your form,” she purred seductively. “Shall we swim back?” I just nodded, feeling breathless as my heart raced.

We both submerged and swam underwater back along the length of the pool. We pulled with our arms, bubbles trickling out of our noses. We arrived at the edge at about the same time.

We stayed submerged long enough for her to kiss me again. Then she grabbed my dick and stroked it. It was quite erotic.

We were still submerged when she motioned back across the pool. So I turned and swam back with her, both of us bubbling underwater. She kept smiling over at me, her nipples hard as little pebbles.

We reached the end of the pool where we kissed underwater again. Then we popped up for a breath. She smiled as she told me, “When we get back to the other end, I’ve got a little treat for you.”

I smiled as we both inhaled. Then we swam along the bottom together. But she lagged behind for some reason.

I reached the other end ahead of her. I could see her coming toward me under the surface. There was a lustful twinkle in her eye as she bubbled.

She came right up to me. But she didn’t surface right away. Instead, she wasted no time taking me into her mouth.

She latched on as though my cock had been drawing her toward me. She smiled as she happily sucked and bubbled. It felt incredible, especially the way she was blowing me underwater.

I held onto her to steady her as she took me in and out of her mouth. Bubbles came out around my dick between her lips. She bobbed up and down on it, sucking and moaning as though thoroughly enjoying herself.

I couldn’t believe it! It was so sexy and so arousing that I could feel my cream rising from my balls into my cock. I swelled in her mouth, but she just gobbled me down as though it was the only thing in life she wanted at that very moment.

I wanted to hold off longer. But I just couldn’t. She knew exactly what she was doing.

My cock went off between her lips. She just gulped down my man-cream. She kept sucking me down as though wanting to make sure she’d gotten every last bit of it.

I don’t know how long she stayed submerged before she finally came up for air. She panted heavily for breath. A little wisp of my cum clung to her lips, which she quickly licked and swallowed down.

“That was tasty!” she declared. “I hope you enjoyed it too, because I certainly did.”

“Just how long can you stay under?” I wanted to know.

“Long enough to get myself a really tasty treat.” Then she gave me a sly grin before she swam off.

I was watching her swim away when I heard a few people clapping. I turned to see two couples applauding my performance… or was it her performance. I blushed as I went over and retrieved my suit before putting it back on and then climbing out of the water.

2024 (written Jan 5 ’24 by riwa. Inspired by the many pictures I found over the Internet and in my archives.)

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Ships in the night 4.5 (19)

Posted on May 18, 2026 by riwa

I don’t know what I was doing out in line at the Snuff Club. Maybe I was curious about the damn place. Or maybe it was because my cousin Darcy wanted to see if we could get inside together.

As men and couples walked by, the ladies around us implored them to take them inside. Sometimes they got to go in with someone. But most of the time, they were turned down.

Darcy was determined to go in with me as a package deal. Then a handsome man came up to us and offered to take her inside. For her, it was a dream come true.

She asked about me as I stood next to her. He said he only wanted to take one girl inside. She could either go in with him or stay outside and wait for the next offer.

“Sorry, Alison!” she blurted out as she slipped under the rope. Then she went with him to the door. The bouncer let them inside, leaving me out in line.

I waited for another half-hour as more people went by. Then I saw someone approaching who I never expected to see again. He saw me and immediately recognized me as his face registered shock and then happy surprise…

“Alison?”

“Reggie? Is that you?”

“What are you doing out here?”

“I could ask you the same question.”

“I was in town for a couple days and I thought I’d come on by and take a look around.”

“I haven’t seen you since our university days.”

“It’s been a while; hasn’t it?”

“It sure has.”

“You remember that time in the university pool after hours?”

“How could I ever forget it?”

My mind instantly went back to that night. We had fucked in the water in the darkness after everyone else had left. It was so damned erotic that for one exciting moment I had actually found myself thinking about… well…

He motioned at the door. Then he smiled as he said, “Say… you wouldn’t want to go inside with me, would you?”

“Reggie, I’d love to.” And with that I slipped under the rope and took his arm.

We went into the foyer together where I got my pregnancy sensor. I dutifully inserted it into my belly button. That’s when I noticed Reggie carefully watching me put it in, as though something was on his mind.

Imagine my shock when I saw Alison out in line at the Snuff Club. Seeing her took me back to our university days. One memory that immediately stood out was the time we snuck in a late night swim in the pool after hours.

It was dark, with very little illumination. We made sure to swim in the shadows and darker parts of the pool. Then we got a little frisky.

Alison slipped out of her suit and swam into the deep end. I shed my trunks and followed her. When I got to her, she submerged and took my cock into her mouth.

It felt incredible, especially when the bubbles came up. So when she surfaced to catch her breath, I went under and ate her out. I bubbled as I licked her pussy. It didn’t take long until we were both holding our breath underwater while fucking our brains out in bubbly grunts.

Anyway, we went inside the foyer where I watched her insert that pregnancy sensor into her belly button. But I think I stared more than I intended to. Seeing her insert it made me think about our time in the pool… and about one thought in particular that had flashed briefly through my mind…

We went inside and took our own private tour of the facility. It seemed like it was, predominantly, a gambling establishment. But I made sure to show the proper interest, just to let Reggie know I was happy to be inside with him.

We wandered around until we finally came across the Entertainment stage. I could not have cared less about the roulette table that was nearby. My eyes were immediately focused on the lethal instruments of execution.

I noticed Reggie looking at them as though he was deep in thought. Then he sort of gave me a look as though he was distracted about something. He must have caught himself, because he rather hurriedly blurted out, “Shall we see what else there is to look at?”

“Of course,” I replied, happy to do anything he wanted in appreciation of him bringing me inside. But as we walked away, I couldn’t help glancing back at the stage.

Seeing the items of execution on the website is one thing. Seeing them up close and personal is something else. I’d actually watched a video of each item being used at least once before coming to the Club to have a look around.

I caught Alison looking curiously at me as I stared at them. I immediately felt uncomfortable the way she’d caught me so deep in thought. That’s when I decided it was time to move along, and I suggested we get going.

I felt guilty staring at those implements on the stage for so long. So I took her to the lounge for a drink to make it up to her. We took a booth, but we’d barely sat down before an attendant came right over and took our order.

“So how’ve you been?” I asked her like an idiot after our drinks had arrived.

“Good – good. And yourself?”

“I’ve done well for myself.”

“I always thought you would do well in the world. So tell me. Is there, uh… a Mrs. Reggie out there somewhere?”

I shook my head. “No. How about you?”

“I dated a guy for a couple years. But we broke up. There’s been nobody since then.” I just nodded with understanding.

We finished our drinks in silence. For some reason, there was a strange awkwardness about being in her presence. Naturally, I couldn’t help wondering if she felt the same way about me.

Things got awkward in the lounge. I’m not sure why. Maybe our minds weren’t in sync. I know mine sure wasn’t.

I kept thinking back to those implements up on the stage. It made me think back to that time we’d spent having sex in the pool. Fucking him in the water that night was so damned hot that I found myself wondering about…

I coughed as I cleared my throat. Then I asked, “Can we look around a little more?” I didn’t tell him I needed to get rid of my discomfort in his presence.

“Sure – sure!” he replied, almost sounding a little too eager. “What do you want to look at?”

I went blank for a moment. Then he smiled as he told me, “Why don’t you lead us wherever you want to go.”

“That’s a good idea,” I replied as we both got up.

I led us down to the kitchen. I’d heard how women who’d been executed were sometimes cooked down there. Seeing the spit where they roasted girls over an open fire kind of got to me a little.

I glanced over at Reggie and saw him deep in thought again. “What are you thinking about?” I asked quietly, hoping I wasn’t intruding on his thoughts.

“Interesting place,” he replied. I thought he was going to say more, but he didn’t.

I took him around until we found the rooms in the back of the building. So he used his pager to open one up. Apparently, it was a sex room.

“I suspect people don’t spend the night sleeping in one of these things,” Reggie mused thoughtfully.

I just chuckled. I was pretty sure they only had one purpose. Besides, I doubted they were used for much more than an hour or two.

We stepped out and headed further down the hall. Then we found another type of room that was empty. Reggie opened the door with his pager, and we stepped inside a snuff sex room.

Neither one of us said a word. We just looked around in silence. Well… stunned silence for me, I guess.

I couldn’t believe it! It really did have a guillotine and an electric chair. There was a bed along one wall. And a noose dangled from the center of the room. But when I looked at Reggie, he looked to be deep in thought again.

I couldn’t believe it when Alison took us to the sex rooms. She didn’t say much when we looked inside, and I didn’t press the matter. Besides, it was probably nothing more than simple curiosity on her part just to see what was inside.

In the snuff sex room, I just kept staring at each deadly item on display. That’s when I found myself not wanting to look at the girl who was standing right there with me. It would have felt wrong somehow.

We stood there for the longest time until things quickly became awkward again. This time, I felt it was up to me to fix things. “I could use a drink,” I finally blurted out.

“Me too,” she said hastily. And with that, we got the hell out of there.

We went back to the lounge where we got served again. Neither one of us said much as we gulped down our drinks. That’s when I pointed at the monitor, just to make small talk.

“Ever use one of those things?”

“Hunh – unh. What does it do?”

“Let’s find out.”

I turned it on. The index indicated unrestricted activity in a sex room. That meant anyone could look in on the action.

“Wanna see?” I asked.

“Sure; why not?” So I pulled up the room on the monitor.

I let out a gasp when I saw what was going on. I had totally forgotten about her. Now there she was, on her knees sucking on three cocks.

“Hey; I think I know that girl!” Reggie blurted out. “Isn’t that your, uh… your…” and he kept snapping his fingers.

“It sure is,” I replied in surprise. “That’s my cousin Darcy.”

He snapped his fingers in recognition. “Right; your cousin Darcy.” Then he stared incredulously before asking, “What’s she doing in there?”

“Looks like she’s sucking cock,” I responded with amusement.

“I know, but…”

“You mean how’d she get in there?”

“Yeah, that’s what I was curious about.” Then he looked right at me as though piecing it together.

“That’s right,” I nodded. “We came together. But she managed to get in here without me.”

“She left you out in line all by yourself?”

“The guy who picked her only wanted to take in one girl. So I guess I just sort of stayed put. If I would’ve left, I would never have gotten to come in with you.”

“Oh, I see,” he replied with a smile. “Well, it certainly looks like she’s picked up a couple of extra cocks in there.”

We watched as she went from one cock to another, jerking the other two with her hands while sucking on the one in her mouth. I couldn’t believe it! I was a little embarrassed seeing her like that. But it also made me incredibly horny.

I looked at Reggie who kept staring at the screen with obvious fascination. That’s when I made my move. “C’mon,” I said as I stood up, offering my hand out to him.

“Where are we going?” he asked innocently.

“You’ll find out.”

I led him back to a sex room. It was the same one we’d been in earlier. I couldn’t stand it any longer.

The door barely had time to close before I was kissing him passionately. I quickly found the bulge in his pants. Besides, I was pretty sure I would find one there.

I wasted no time getting his cock out of his trousers. Then I dropped to my knees. That’s when I began hungrily going to town on him, sucking like a maniac.

He was gentle at first. Then something must have come over him. That’s when he grabbed my head and started thrusting harder and deeper down my throat.

Gawd; that made me wet as hell!

I was surprised when she took me straight to a sex room. I was pleasantly surprised when she started sucking my face. But I was thrilled beyond words when she dropped to her knees and wolfed down my dick.

I don’t know what I was thinking. But at one point, I firmly grabbed her head. Then I really began fucking her skull.

She gagged and gurgled as I hit the back of her throat. But she never once resisted or tried to put up a protest. The rougher I got with her, the more she seemed to like it.

I eased up and backed off. She slowed down, lovingly sucking and gulping. Then she started bobbing up and down on my dick as though trying to gag herself.

I grabbed her head and started getting rough with her again, ramming my cock down her throat. She loudly grunted and gurgled. But she never once indicated she disliked what I was doing to her.

She finally came off my dick. I let her go, allowing her to set any pace she was interested in. That’s when she started ripping my clothes off. Naturally, I returned the favor.

She pushed me down on the bed onto my back. Then she jumped on board. The next thing I knew, she’d impaled herself upon my dick and was furiously riding me cowgirl style.

Something made me look right at her belly button. That’s when it occurred to me what would happen if her pregnancy sensor were to go off at some point during the evening. But I never stopped thrusting up into her, and she never stopped riding me.

If anything, she became even more frenzied while she was fucking me…

I deliberately impaled myself upon his erection. Gawd; that felt good! You have no idea what that did to me.

The first thing I thought of was what would happen if my pregnancy sensor went off. We were definitely having unprotected sex. Clearly, there was a danger.

What if it popped? What if Reggie wanted it to pop? For some strange reason, the thought drove me wild.

I rode him like a woman possessed. In the back of my mind, I was chastising myself. What the hell did I think I was doing? Didn’t I realize what could happen??

Maybe a part of me did. Maybe that’s what made it such a thrill. I was playing a dangerous game. But I just couldn’t stop myself.

At first, I saw something flash in his eyes. It was as though he was gravely concerned about my welfare. But all I did in return was ride him a little harder.

It wasn’t long before something seemed to come over him again. That’s when he grabbed me and really started thrusting up into me. It was as though he really wanted to give me his seed.

There was still time to be cautious. I know I could have stopped him. He would have backed off with just a single word on my part. But I couldn’t make myself say anything.

He suddenly rolled me over onto my back. Then he climbed on top of me. That’s when he really fucked me as though his life depended on it. But I think it was my life that depended on it.

At that moment, something seemed to come over me. That’s when I began begging him. To my surprise, I really began talking dirty to him…

“Fuck me… fuck me… fucking give it to me… I fucking want it, Reggie… fucking give it to me!” That’s when he began talking dirty right back to me…

“I want to fucking give it to you… I want to fuck you… want to fucking give it to you…”

“Give it to me… fucking give it to me…”

Without warning, his hands instinctively wrapped around my throat. But I didn’t try to stop him. Instead, I found myself rasping how badly I wanted it.

In response, he choked me harder…

My first climax was unexpected, but welcome. I came all over his cock. I cried out I was cumming, only to have him squeeze my neck even harder.

I rasped out a “FUCK!” as I furiously squeezed the cock inside me with my cunt muscles. Then I felt him go off, filling me with his seed. It drove me over the edge again until I shuddered hard in orgasm as he pumped me full of his cum.

Almost immediately, I realized what I had done. That’s when I promptly let go of her neck. She panted heavily for breath as I slowly pulled out of her.

She saw the look in my eyes. Then she rose up off the bed. “Don’t worry about it.” she said hurriedly. “I’ll just go get cleaned up.” Then she went into the bathroom.

I panted heavily for breath. Instinctively, I began putting my clothes back on. That’s because I felt guilty as hell.

She came out of the bathroom and saw me putting my clothes on. “No worries,” she told me, trying to reassure me. Then she gathered up her clothes.

We were rather quiet as we finished getting dressed. She finally told me she could use another drink. I agreed with a silent nod.

We checked out of the room with my pager and headed back to the lounge. We sat down and ordered a couple more drinks from the attentive attendant. That’s when I noticed we were getting quite a few admiring looks from some of the patrons in the lounge.

At first, I couldn’t figure it out. Then Alison leaned close and smiled as she told me, “They must have seen our performance in the room on one of the monitors.”

I hit my forehead with my palm as I muttered, “Shit! We never put it on ‘restricted’.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she told me with a sly smile. “I’m not embarrassed about it if you’re not.”

“No point in worrying about it now,” I sighed in resignation.

We sipped on our drinks in silence. Then Alison started to chuckle. It wasn’t long before I was chuckling as well.

She smiled as she said, “Say, let’s look in on Darcy, shall we?”

“Why not?” I agreed. Then I turned on the monitor and looked for her room.

I was caught by surprise at what we saw. Darcy was secured to some sort of sawhorse or something. Her arms and legs were stretched down and secured to the legs of the contraption. And she had some sort of black hood over her head which covered her eyes and ears.

It looked like she was still with those three men. Two of them were fucking her in both ends. She looked like she was really getting pounded. It was such an incredible turn-on seeing her getting fucked like that.

We watched until the men came in both ends. I couldn’t tell if her ass or cunt had been used. The idea of Darcy being at risk of her pregnancy sensor going off gave me quite an erotic thrill.

The guys finally got dressed. One man told the others, “Let’s leave her here for a while and see who uses her; all right? Besides, she can’t hear or see a damn thing.”

Another added, “She won’t even know who used her!” The others laughed and agreed. Then they all got dressed and left.

The door closed, leaving Darcy all alone. “Hello?” she finally blurted out. “Hello? Are you guys done with me? Is anybody in here? I can’t hear a thing; I can’t even hear myself talk! And I can’t see a damn thing in this hood you put over my head! Guys, you wanna get me out of this? Are we done?? Hello??”

I looked over at Reggie and saw him staring rather intently at the monitor at my cousin. He looked to be deep in thought again. What was on his mind this time?

Was it the same thing I was contemplating?

“What do you think?” I finally said as I leaned in conspiratorially. “Shall we go pay my cousin a visit? You heard the guys. She won’t even know it’s us.”

“You think we should?” he asked carefully.

I could tell he was trying to be concerned over her welfare. But I had something else in mind. It was something bordering on lethal, wishful thinking, making me wonder if he was thinking the exact same thing.

“She got herself into this mess,” I told him with a twinkle in my eye. “Deep down, she’s probably enjoying herself. So we might as well go on in and take advantage of the situation; wouldn’t you agree?”

He seemed torn about something. What was he thinking? Was he concerned her sensor might pop if we went in and took advantage of her?

I don’t know what came over me. Something wicked maybe? All I know is that it gave me a thrill wondering if he was also having lethal thoughts about Darcy.

“C’mon,” I finally told him as I stood up and offered him my hand. “Let’s go have some fun with my cousin.” Then we left the table to go find Darcy’s room.

10/16/24; ed. 1/21/25

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My visit to St. Fellat 4.3 (30)

Posted on May 11, 2026 by riwa

I arrived from the mainland by charter flight. We landed in the bay and taxied to the dock. A scantily clad woman was there to greet us three businessmen from Vegas.

We were escorted to our separate rooms. I asked my traveling companions what type of activities I could expect to find around here to occupy myself. They just laughed before telling me to lounge around by the pool and I would find out. Then they departed, leaving me to fend for myself.

After checking into my room, I got into my trunks and headed poolside. Only there were several different poolsides I had to pick and choose from. The place was really spread out over several acres.

I set out for the nearest one. I had just located a patio lounger when I spotted them over in the corner. He was totally nude, sitting on the edge of the pool. She was in a red bikini in the water… and she was sucking his dick!

There were a half-dozen spectators sitting in chairs around the pool. It dawned on me some of the guests were not wearing any clothes at all. I didn’t know whether to feel embarrassed or thankful I was in my suit.

The woman in the corner of the pool was really going at it. She gave him what appeared to be a wet, sloppy blowjob. And it was not all that quiet. His dick kept making popping noises whenever she sucked it and then popped it out of her mouth. The sound carried clear across the pool.

He finally started to grunt his release. She kept him between her lips until I’m certain she got a mouthful. She opened her mouth to him and showed him his deposit. Then she appeared to swallow it down.

They got some applause from the guests watching. He made an exaggerated bow toward them all. She just grinned at us before submerging below the surface and swimming away.

Well, this was something I hadn’t expected. My dick had gotten hard just watching them. But I felt so self-conscious that I got up and left.

I followed a path that led over to another pool. It was a different shape and size. But when I looked, I saw two naked couples in chairs watching what appeared to be the same kind of action going on in the water.

I turned to look. Once more, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was another guy in the pool getting a blowjob.

He was on his back in the water, holding on to the railing behind him. Some nymph with black hair had pulled his suit down. She was going to town on his dick like she hadn’t eaten lunch yet. And she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

I didn’t want to be obvious just standing there gawking. So I took a seat. One of the naked couples looked over at me and smiled. Then they went back to watching the scene in the water.

I watched as the guy suddenly submerged his torso. His oral provider didn’t even bat an eye. She went right down with it, submerging with the object between her lips. She still had his dick in her mouth as her face ended up totally underwater.

Bubbles came up as she kept sucking. She was submerged for what seemed like a minute or so. Then his torso drifted back up until his dick was out of the water. But her mouth was still attached to his erection.

I looked at the couple who’d smiled at me earlier. They grinned knowingly at me before going back to watching the action. The other couple also seemed greatly interested in the activity taking place in the water.

The guy lowered his torso into the water again. She went right on down with it until her head was all but submerged. Bubbles came up as she really gulped him down.

He let out a gasp before pushing down on her head. More bubbles came up as he let out a loud sigh. Then his torso came back up.

When she came up with his cock, I saw her mouth was still attached. She came off with a loud pop. “All gone!” she said with a cheery smile. Then she swam off. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

I looked over at that couple again. The female suddenly got up. Then I heard her tell him, “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not,” he replied cheerfully. “Why don’t you go over and welcome him to the resort.”

She got up and walked right over to me despite her nudity. She took me by the hand and said, “Come with me.” Then she pulled me up out of my chair.

She led me over to the just-vacated railing. Then she pulled me down into the water with her. A moment later, she pulled my trunks down off my legs, allowing my hard cock to spring free.

“You must be new here,” she said as she started to stroke me.

“Yeah, this is my first time on the island.” It was a strange way to start a conversation, being in the water with her as she stroked me.

“How did you hear about this place?”

“My office paid for it and told me to come. But now I’m beginning to think I’ve been pranked.”

“Good prank or bad prank?” Then she smiled knowingly as she began licking the tip of my shaft.

“I, uh… I guess that depends.”

“On what?” she asked with a sly grin after coming off to reply. “On how well I do?”

I saw her look over at her naked male friend. I glanced over, only to see him smiling. If he was the jealous type, he certainly wasn’t showing it.

She took me into her mouth. Then she threw herself into it. She sucked and slobbered with the best of them. I couldn’t remember ever getting a better blowjob.

At one point, she slowly worked me lower into the water until my cock was submerged. She submerged with it, sucking on it while releasing bubbles out of her nose. But her skills didn’t diminish in the slightest while she was holding her breath.

I finally rose back up out of the water, concerned she might drown. She moaned as she took me deeper into her mouth. Then she worked me back down into the water until my cock was submerged again, forcing her to hold her breath once more while sucking on it.

She gave me an amazing, underwater blowjob. When bubbles started coming up, I rose up until her mouth and nose were out of the water. She gasped and moaned before taking me deep again.

She seemed to like sucking me underwater. So this time I was the one who initiated lowering my cock until it was submerged. She moaned and bubbled until her head was completely under.

I looked over at the guy she had been sitting with. He just smiled and waved at me. I sheepishly waved back.

I let her stay down longer until more bubbles came up. But I was getting close. So I elevated my dick out of the water.

She came up gasping. Then she took my cock back into her mouth. She came off with a popping sound before asking, “How close are you?”

“Very.”

“Then make me take your load while I’m holding my breath. Push my head down if you have to. Don’t worry; I can take it.”

I slowly forced her head back down until she was submerged. Then I glanced over at her man. His dick was stiff in his grasp as he smiled at me again.

Bubbles came up as she took me deep. There was no way I was going to be able to hold back. With a grunt I shot my load into her warm mouth after about thirty seconds.

I felt her suctioning as though she was swallowing it all. But she stayed submerged as though wanting to clean me up. When she finally came up, she was panting heavily.

“How was that?” she smiled innocently.

“Incredible! I, uh… thank you!”

“How many has this been for you?”

“Uh, you’re the first one who’s blown me during my visit.”

“Then let me be the first to welcome you to St. Fellatius, er, uh… I mean St. Fellat.” She smiled knowingly at me as though amused at her mistake.

I smiled back before asking, “Are you from the hospitality department?”

“No; just another guest. I told my husband you looked new. I just wanted to welcome you in style.”

“Your husband?”

She just smiled slyly. “Enjoy your stay. Maybe I’ll see you around.” Then she pressed up against me and gave me a deep, soulful kiss before climbing out of the water to rejoin her husband.

11-11-23 Inspired by the pictures I found.

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Dottie’s gonna do it 4.4 (34)

Posted on May 4, 2026 by riwa

Dottie’s Gonna Do It

We’ve been webcamming back and forth for a while now, telling each other our secrets and fantasies. I’ve told him what I’ve been thinking about doing. It makes him horny each time I describe it to him.

He’s told me how much he’s looking forward to watching. Hell, he’s even been encouraging me to do it, pushing me you might say. He really wants to see it.

I wavered back and forth with the decision for quite a while. Then last week, I finally decided to do it. Maybe it’s the thought of him getting off to it that pushed me over the edge.

I wait until I get him online. Then I give him the good news. I tell him I’m gonna do it for real.

“You sure? Don’t kid me now, not with something like this. You know how hard I am right now.”

I tell him I’m serious. The decision has been made. I’m gonna do it.

He doesn’t believe me. So he asks, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I reply. “I’m positive. I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m gonna do it.”

“Are you serious?” I tell him yes. “Where?” he asks.

“It has to be here. There’s no other choice really.”

It’ll take place right here in my conservatory. I’m going to hang myself from the old wooden beam above me. It should be high enough and strong enough.

“You got a rope, Dottie?”

“Of course I got a rope. I’ll use the tow rope that’s in the car. If it’s strong enough to tow that thing around, it’s strong enough to hold me up off the ground.”

I can hear the excitement in his voice. His face is flushed as he asks, “Do you know how to knot it? Do you know how far you’ll need to drop?”

I tell him I didn’t, but that I do now. I’ve been online researching the matter.

There is a slight problem. The research recommends a five foot drop for my height and weight. But I’ve only got about three foot nine or so. But I’m not bothered.

I’d rather be slightly under than over. After all, I don’t want the rope to rip my head off. I want to die pretty, and I want to die whole.

His excitement and enthusiasm is evident. He doesn’t even try to discourage me. Instead, he asks, “When?”

“You got time to stay online?” I ask. “I plan on doing it this evening. I’ve got all the stuff I need. I’ve even got restraints for my arms so I don’t claw at my throat while I’m choking.”

I don’t tell him about the other stuff. I’ve already had a good dump this morning, and I haven’t eaten since. I’m not going to either. And I’ve only had just a few sips of water. I don’t want to piss myself, so I’m only going to drink just enough to keep my mouth moist.

It’s been a hot, beautifully sunny summer’s day. So I’m only going to wear a garter with silky stockings, along with my favourite boots. That way he gets to watch my tits bounce as I strangle.

I smile inwardly. It’s making me feel hot just thinking about it. Talking to him on the webcam has helped me firm up my decision. And I can watch the sun go down over the stand of trees on the hill through the conservatory window as I die.

That view’s the only good thing about this place. Might as well make use of it eh?

He asks when I’m going to get started. “You wanna watch?” I ask with a seductive grin. His obvious reply is, “Hell, yes!”

“Ok. Hang on.”

I take my laptop with the webcam into the conservatory. I place it on a stand I put in place earlier this morning after measuring the distance. Then I step in front of the webcam.

“Holy shit! You’re really gonna do it? You have no idea how hard I’m stroking right now!” His words make me feel all gooey inside.

I tell him I won’t be saying much from here on out. I’ll be too busy setting things up. “I hope you like the view,” I tell him with a sly smile.

I walk over to the dining table and clamber aboard. I loop the tow rope around the beam above. Then I knot it once… twice… three times.

I give it a good, sharp tug. The beam creaks, but it doesn’t budge. That tells me it should hold.

Gawd; I’m so wet right now!

I pull up the free end and shape it like it says in the book. But I mess up and have to start again. I work it until I get it formed into the shape of a noose. From his webcam viewing distance it should look just right.

I check the slack. Then I pop the noose over my head. The free end of the rope trails across my back and shoulder.

I get the shivers something fierce. A part of me wonders what the bloody hell I’m doing. But another part is so excited that I’m afraid I’m gonna cum before I can even get started.

I can’t use the table from here on out. So I slide it out of the way. Then I bring in a couple of chairs.

I put a pair face to face. Then I start piling hardback books on the one that sits directly under the rope until they’re almost level with the back of the chair.

I double check the measurements. It’s a good foot higher than the table. Then I work it out how I’m going to stand up on the empty chair before stepping up higher onto the top of the stack of books.

They’re big books to help me keep my balance. I found seven photography books in the library. They were big and thick, filled with landscape photos and nudes. I find it ironic, in that I’m going to be virtually nude in the next few minutes.

I check the time. It’s six-thirty. The sun’s rim is just touching the top of the trees, making the foliage glow and sparkle.

“You still with me?” I call out toward my laptop.

“Holy shit!” is the reply from the laptop. “I’m stroking like crazy!”

“Better pace yourself,” I reply with a laugh. Inwardly, I’m all gooey again. I love the idea of him getting off to my hanging.

I do a deliberate strip tease right in front of him. I leave my clothes in an untidy heap on the floor. Who cares what happens to them now?

I fetch the spreader bar and clamps. Then I fetch one more item. It’s my favourite buzzing toy, the long thick one I like to use.

I carefully step up onto the empty chair in my boots. Then from there, I step rather gingerly up onto the books. They feel solid and reassuring beneath my feet even when I move a little.

“This it the hard part,” I call out toward the laptop as I heft the toy. I turn it on so it has a nice buzz that can be heard throughout the conservatory. Then I gently force it up into me.

“Uhg… ummmm… bloody hell; I forgot how good it feels… ung!”

“I’m still stroking, Dottie!” that familiar voice tells me from the laptop. It’s so damned erotic that I almost climax while standing there.

I hold the spreader bar between my knees as I ease the noose open. Then I loop it over my big, thick mass of blonde curls. I almost climax once the coil touches my bare skin.

I slowly draw the slack out of the loop until it has slid beneath my hair. I make sure not to trap any loose strands. Gawd; I’m so hot right now!

I hold the bar between my legs while getting myself into the mood even more. The toy buzzes inside me as I tease my nipples gently between my fingers until they’re good and hard. A moment later I climax, unable to hold it at bay any longer.

I’m left all hot and panting. Bloody hell; that was a nice one! I’m so close to hanging myself that my body is on fire!

I pause to catch my breath. I want to wait a few moments to fully enjoy the rush. But I’m still hot and excited, my clit singing like a bird.

Any hesitations I might have had are gone. My mind tells me, ‘Go; go now! Do it while you feel like this!’

I position the knot just in front of my left ear. Then I give the rope a sharp tug. It draws beneath my chin.

I inwardly curse myself for my incompetence as I’m forced to try again. Left like that, I’d dangle and kick for hours in sheer agony. No thanks. I want to die, but not like that.

It takes me a few moments to work the noose loose. I work it around before trying it again. I find myself writhing as my pussy clenches around the buzzing toy inside me.

I tug on the rope a second time and feel it brush against my skin. I tug again until the noose grips my throat. The knot presses hard beneath my ear until the pressure makes me cough.

The delay has calmed me down, but not for long. The buzzing toy will soon be working another one right out of me. It’s time to attach the bar.

The instructions were clear. ‘Intended for bondage play between consulting adults,’ it said. Well, I’m a consenting adult. So that’s alright then.

I clip the clamps onto the ends of the central telescopic tube to the spreader bar. They’re a bit too big for my slender wrists. So I close one around my left arm just above the elbow.

I close the padded jaws one click at a time until the clamp won’t slip or slide up and down my arm. The pressure it exerts reminds me of having my blood pressure taken at the doctor’s office. Now for the tricky part.

I carefully work my other arm behind my back. I struggle to get the clamp around my arm and slide up until it’s above the elbow. I do my best to tighten the clamp until it feels like it’s going to hold.

“Damn, Dottie! That’s hotter than hell!” I see he’s still with me.

My arms are held behind my back, pulling my shoulders back as well. It throws my chest out. My tits are lifted up and thrust forward. That should give him one hell of a boner.

I’ve done it. Now I just need to tighten things a little more. That’s when I push my arms together behind my back.

I hear ‘Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.’ Now my arms and shoulders are pulled back even more. My chest really tightens as my tits are thrown out.

One more… ‘Click!!’ Oh, wow! That’s when I cum hard, grinding my thighs together against the buzzing toy inside me.

Bloody hell; that felt good!

I try to lift my hands upward to my neck and face. But I can’t reach anything, not with the bar and restraints behind my back as tight as they are.

I’m all ready to go. I try to enjoy the warm feeling of my climax that’s fading but still circulating in my veins. “Still with me?” I pant toward the laptop

“Holy shit, Dottie! I nearly came that time!”

I feel all gooey again. Bloody hell! I can feel another one approaching!

It’s time to give him what he wants, what we both want. I’ve come this far. Besides, there’s really no way for me to back out of this now.

I look down at my boots. A little voice in the back of my mind cries out, “Yes; do it!” That’s when I sense the moment is at hand.

I can’t believe I’ve taken things this far. But I have an admirer watching by way of webcam who wants me to go further still. So I take a deep breath as I begin to turn around.

I don’t want to call out to him any more. Besides, I have to focus on the task at hand. So I’m very slow and careful.

I turn until I’m facing the back of the chair. I slide my right foot up onto the top rail, expecting the chair to fall over backwards and tip me into space. But it doesn’t, as it needs more weight.

I begin to slide my left foot up beside my right. Halfway there, the two top books slide left. They take three or four more mighty tomes with them.

The chair doesn’t tip backwards. Instead, it tips left. The books hit the floor with a crash. But I don’t.

The floor rushes towards me at frightening speed. But just as I try to raise my hands to break my fall (which I can’t) and brace my legs (which don’t quite reach), my head is jerked violently to the side. That’s when an indescribable bolt of agony lances across my throat.

It’s impossible to describe in detail everything that happened during that one fatal, shattering second when the noose closed around my throat. Let’s just say it taught me there is an enormous difference between pain and agony.

My right toe catches one of the books. It sends it flying across the conservatory floor in a loud rustle of flapping pages. That’s when nerve endings respond en masse in my stretching neck.

My head seems to explode. My body jerks wildly. The enormous pressure around my throat forces my tongue, which feels about six inches thick, up into the roof of my gaping mouth.

At the same time, my vision blurs, flashing a brilliant white. My temples start to throb and pulse like jungle drums. Strange, half-choked, almost alien, spluttering and gurgling noises emerge from my mouth as I swing, spin, shudder and writhe on the end of that quivering, vibrating rope.

‘Gahh! Glurgghh! Gaakkk!’

To top it all, the air deprivation fools my body into thinking I’m having great sex. I cum again, thoroughly wetting myself. It’s hard to fathom how pain and pleasure can coexist like this.

I feel my hair bounce up and down on the top of my head with every jerky movement. I also feel hot juices running down the inside of my kicking legs. Through watering, blurry eyes I can see that my nipples are now as hard as bullets.

I cum again. And then again. Soon, it feels like I can’t stop cumming!

Every climax makes me kick, arch or thrash about. It’s such that I end up jerking the noose even tighter around my throat… ‘Nnnhh! Errrcccchhhh! Unnhhh!’

My chest is so tight, it’s as if there are steel bands slowly closing around it. My lungs are burning and my throat is on fire. My forehead and temples throb.

I can’t breathe; I can’t breathe any more! Then I’m hit by a terrific spasm. It makes me dance like a demented marionette.

Vaguely, I hear “Holy shit; I’m cumming!” from somewhere nearby. But now I’m exhausted. I’m also disoriented and confused, while feeling nauseous, giddy and sick.

My body is no longer mine to control. I’m an outside observer as my limbs twitch. My legs repeatedly bend double, then straighten up again. As my fingers flex and open, my body arches.

All this time, the rope is being drawn tighter and tighter around my throat, crushing it slowly as if it were in the grip of an iron fist. Another strong spasm shoots my swollen tongue fully out of my mouth. Purple and wet, it slaps wetly against my bright red cheeks in clouds of bubbles and rivulets of blood-flecked spume.

‘Ugghhh! Ugghhh!’

For a moment I regain a bit of lucidity. The intense pain dulls. Then it recedes as I hang there suspended and helpless, close to death.

I rotate slowly, my mouth opening and closing like that of a freshly landed fish. My eyelids flutter as my nostrils flare. My last lucid thought is… ‘Just how bloody long does it take to strangle to death?!’

The answer, in my case, is another five minutes, although I’ll only be dimly aware of what occurs in the first two. During those minutes, I see in a fuzzy haze, the room bathed in a golden glow as the sun sinks down behind the trees. Shadows dance on the conservatory floor until I vaguely wonder why my rock-hard nipples have suddenly turned a lovely shade of blue. I can’t see them, but so have my lips. I go into a short-lived spasm for a final time. As I do, the noose finally manages to draw tight enough to crush my larynx and trachea. That’s when it blocks my windpipe completely.

My features freeze. My body slumps. Then my eyes glaze over.

Dribbles of bubbles and spume drip down off my tongue and chin in a steady stream as my corpse slowly rotates back and forth. The flow slowly decreases over time. Then it stops altogether.

A leg and a foot twitch. A finger unfolds. My body gives a little shudder.

There’s a pause. It happens for a second time. Then my body is completely motionless.

All is still. All is silent. And the light from the setting sun slowly fades as the room grows dark.

I don’t hear his last declaration. And I don’t hear his words of goodbye. It will be several hours before the battery in my laptop dies.

Jul 27 ‘14; ed. Mar 8 ‘25

(Written by Anonymous for Dottie who shared it with me. I used a lot of their words and expressions while adding quite a few of my own.)

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Breathholding for coach 4.4 (34)

Posted on April 27, 2026 by riwa

“Ok, girls!” Coach Wanamaker told her team. “That’s enough for today. Let’s try again tomorrow when you can put your mind on holding your breath better during the routine.”

As the other girls climbed out of the pool, she waved Elena and Skyler over. They swam over to the side of the pool where she was standing. That’s when Coach Wanamaker discreetly told them, “Sheryl stays after to work on her breath-holding. Get her ready for me.”

“Anything you say, coach,” Skyler replied quietly. Then she gave Elena a knowing look, which was returned.

Sheryl was just climbing the ladder out of the water when Elena grabbed her and pulled her back in. Sheryl bubbled as she worked herself back to the surface. “Hey!” she protested to Skyler when she came back up. “What gives? What’s that all about?”

“Coach wants you to stick around a while and work on your breath-holding,” her teammate explained.

“Besides, you don’t seem to be taking this very seriously,” Elena added.

“Fuck you, you bitches! I’m going home!” Then Sheryl went for the ladder again.

“Coach isn’t going to take too kindly to that,” Elena told her as she pulled her off and back into the pool.

Sheryl bubbled as she submerged before making her way back up, only for Skyler to push down on her head. Sheryl bubbled indignantly before she forcefully worked herself back to the surface.

“One… two… THREE!” Then both teammates forced her back down together.

This time, Sheryl inhaled deeply before she went under. She was tempted to fight them off. But she suspected it would do no good, especially since it was two against one.

She tried to relax and hold her breath, hoping they weren’t going to push her too hard. Her teammates, their heads above the surface, appeared to relax when she stopped resisting them. Perhaps it was better not to fight them on this one.

She noticed Skyler had a watch in her hand and was checking the time. Maybe if she satisfied them, they would let her go. So Sheryl tried to concentrate.

They finally removed their hands, allowing her to surface. She came up panting quietly. But she suspected her efforts would not be considered satisfactory.

“That was a minute,” Skyler told her. “We need to be able to do a minimum of two in order to successfully accomplish our synchro routines. But coach Wanamaker wants us all to be able to do three.”

Sheryl protested, “Three minutes?? Why three?”

“Coach has her reasons,” Elena replied with a knowing smile.

“Reasons? What reasons?”

“One-thirty,” Skyler warned her. “Back down you go. In three… two… one!”

“All right – all right!” Then Sheryl inhaled deeply before her teammates pushed down on her head again.

She bubbled as she was forced back down below the surface. She tentatively tested them to see just how serious they were. When she found out they were both pushing down on her head, she gave up and settled in to hold her breath.

It was a bit of a challenge. But it was nothing she couldn’t achieve. She figured she could probably do two minutes if she really had to. But three might be a different story.

Her lungs were just starting to strain when they let her go. She came up panting quietly for breath. That’s when she asked, “How long are you two bitches going to keep this up? I’ve got things to do and places to be.”

Elena told her, “You’ll stay here until coach comes back and checks on your progress.”

“She’s coming back?”

“After the other girls have gone home,” Skyler explained. “You don’t have a problem with that; do you?”

“But what about you two bitches?”

“You want some company?” Elena asked with a chuckle. “No problem.”

They all inhaled deeply. Sheryl went under before they could push down on her head. Then she grabbed the bottom rung of the ladder as Elena and Skyler came down on either side of her.

It wasn’t long before Sheryl noticed how erect her teammates’ nipples had become. They were trying to poke through their team uniforms. But she had to admit to herself that she was also becoming aroused by all this forced breath-holding.

She noticed Skyler keeping track of the time again. But strangely, Elena was starting to touch herself all over. What the hell kind of breath-hold practice session was this??

She glanced over at Skyler who had also started to touch herself a little. But she was still keeping track of the time. Hell, if they were going to do it…

Sheryl gently touched her crotch, enjoying the tingling she felt. Then she caught sight of Elena smiling at her. She knowingly smiled back, figuring it must be ok if they were doing it too.

She felt a growing strain in her lungs. “To hell with this!” she finally told herself. But when she started up, Skyler shook her head before her teammates grabbed onto her and kept her forcefully submerged.

She was losing her breath, her chest heaving, when they finally let her go. Sheryl shot up and gasped loudly for breath. That’s when her teammates came up on either side of her.

“What the hell was that??” she panted. “You bitches almost drowned me!”

“Next time we just might,” Elena chuckled.

“Don’t tempt us,” Skyler added. “Now you’re going to do two minutes. Only this time, you’re going to do it upside down.”

“Upside down? But I’ll get water up my nose!”

“Occupational hazard,” Elena chuckled. “Unless, of course, you want us to help you again.”

Sheryl looked at the both of them before shaking her head. “Ok – ok; so I’ll try to do two minutes upside down. Just how the hell am I supposed to accomplish that?”

“Be creative,” Elena chuckled.

“I suppose you could use the ladder,” Skyler suggested.

“The ladder?” Sheryl repeated dubiously.

“Feel free to get yourself off,” Elena added. “That’s what I do whenever I’m holding my breath upside down for Coach Wanamaker. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll be up to three minutes by the time she gets back.”

“Why?” Sheryl wanted to know. But her teammates wouldn’t tell her. They simply smiled knowingly at her.

“Three… two… one…”

“Ok – ok; I’m going!” Sheryl cried out indignantly at a counting Skyler.

She inhaled deeply. Then she submerged. But this time, she was expected to flip herself over and go upside down. How the hell was she supposed to do that?

For a moment, she considered the pool ladder. Ducking behind it might satisfy them. At least then they couldn’t force her as easily; right?

Sheryl smoothly flipped herself upside down before carefully slipping herself in behind the pool ladder. It was a flip she’d perfected for their synchro routines. She thought it was a pretty graceful move, if she did say so herself.

Elena came down with her. But this time, Skyler stayed up at the surface, keeping track of the time. Would she be able to do two minutes upside down for them? Or would they really push her?

Sheryl noticed Elena’s eyes were closed as she rubbed herself. So she closed hers as well, rubbing her own crotch to concentrate on the pleasurable feelings while holding her breath. Skyler remained up at the surface, holding onto the ladder as she kept track of the time.

Sheryl did get water up her nose. For a moment, she almost chickened out. But the burning sensation faded away after a while.

She continued to focus on holding her breath while touching herself. Rubbing her crotch was a good distraction. She could even feel her nub swelling until she was able to make it tingle underneath the fabric of her suit.

Her teammate Elena rubbed her own crotch as well. But that damned Skyler had her eyes glued to her watch. Sheryl strongly doubted they were going to allow her to surface until she’d reached two minutes.

She tried to relax and just go with it. But her body was not acclimated to holding her breath for longer periods of time. It wasn’t long until she began wriggling to come out from behind the ladder.

Elena must have opened her eyes or detected her struggles. She immediately grabbed onto her to keep her in place. Sheryl bubbled as she struggled to be allowed to surface.

A moment later, Skyler came down to lend a hand. That’s when Sheryl really started to panic. She wriggled loose, worked her way out from behind the metal ladder, and then shot up to the surface. Her teammates came up to join her until they were all gasping and panting.

She was trying to get her breath back when coach Wanamaker suddenly appeared. “How’s it going, girls?” she asked.

Sheryl protested, “These two bitches are trying to drown me!” But the coach ignored her as she turned to Skyler and asked how she was doing.

“She came up before she reached two minutes,” the synchro swimmer explained. Elena added, “She doesn’t understand the need to hold her breath longer, coach.”

“I understand perfectly!” Sheryl declared. “You don’t have to drown me over it!”

“Here, girls,” the 35 year old coach said as she tossed items at Elena and Skyler. “Use these. I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

“Use what?” Sheryl wanted to know.

Elena caught a set of soft cuffs. Skyler caught an additional pair, along with a set of metal handcuffs. That’s when both grinned at each other before looking at their charge.

“What have you got there?” Sheryl asked.

“Something to help you hold your breath,” Skyler told her, placing the soft cuffs on the edge of the pool before dangling the metal cuffs in her direction.

“Oh, HELL NO!”

Sheryl tried to make a run for it. But her teammates grabbed onto her, forcing her arms behind her back. Then they pushed her underwater, causing her to bubble and struggle before they attached the cuffs to her wrists.

Sheryl came up bubbling and sputtering, “Why you BITCHES!” Skyler just laughed. That’s when they submerged her, forcing her head under as they went for her legs.

Sheryl wriggled, squirmed and bubbled. But she was no match for the two of them. She ended up dangling upside down, her ankles soft-cuffed to the upper rungs of the ladder.

Her teammates lifted her up by her chest until her head came out of the water. “Now maybe you’ll stay down for as long as you need to,” Elena chuckled.

“YOU BITCHES CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!”

“Coach is gonna be back in ten minutes,” Skyler warned. “So you’d better improve real fast at holding your breath. Now are you ready to go back under?”

“WAIT – WAIT!”

“Three… two… one!”

Sheryl frantically inhaled before she was forced down. She ended up being upside down with her back to the metal ladder, her legs split apart with her ankles cuffed to each side of the pool ladder. She jerked around with her arms and bubbled, but it was no use.

She tried to settle in for a long breath-hold. But it was quite the challenge. Her heart was beating fast, and she felt like she was already out of breath.

She began bubbling and struggling after about a minute and a half. Her teammates reluctantly let her up. They helped her bend upward at the waist until her head cleared the surface.

Sheryl gasped for air, struggling to get her breath back. “I’d hold my breath a whole lot longer if I were you,” Skyler warned. “When coach comes back, she’s gonna to do a breath-hold with you herself. And I can promise you one thing for sure: she’s liable to keep you down for a full three minutes.”

“I’m not a mermaid!” Sheryl protested.

“You’re on coach Wanamaker’s team,” Elena reminded her. “If you don’t wanna drown, you’ll hold your breath a full three minutes.”

“YOU BITCHES ARE CRAZY!”

“Get ready for a long one,” Skyler warned. Then she started counting her down.

“Wait – WAIT!” Then Sheryl inhaled sharply. A moment later, they pushed her back down.

Sheryl ended up upside down again, her teammates on either side of her. But wisely, she did not resist them. She didn’t want to get hurt banging against the ladder behind her. And she didn’t want them to drown her.

This time, something happened that she wasn’t expecting. Elena and Skyler began fondling her breasts through her swimsuit. Her nipples hardened as they touched and caressed her.

The distraction actually helped her forget about the task at hand. She wasn’t as focused at trying to hold her breath. But she wasn’t quite sure how to react to her handsy teammates.

Sheryl didn’t know how long she’d been holding her breath when they slowly slipped the straps to her team uniform off her shoulders. They gently pealed her suit back until her breasts became exposed. Both girls gently fondled and caressed her bare mounds until her nipples stiffened noticeably.

She felt hands run up and down her inner thighs. Then Elena gently rubbed her crotch, which set her to trembling like crazy. What the hell kind of breath-hold training was THIS??

She was shocked when Elena and Skyler came closer to her chest. Both teammates kissed her quivering mounds. Then each one took a nipple between their lips.

Sheryl moaned as she released bubbles out of her mouth. Her body tingled like crazy. Was this what these two crazy bitches did in the pool after hours??

She felt it in her chest as her time underwater slipped past two minutes. But there was nothing she could do about it. She was at their mercy. Hell, they could drown her like this if they wanted to!

Hands caressed her all over. One hand rubbed her crotch, only to withdraw. That’s when another hand moved in to rub and fondle her.

Sheryl lost a few more bubbles out of her nose and mouth. She clamped her lips shut, struggling not to inhale. But the burn in her chest was getting worse.

Her lungs heaved. But Elena and Skyler kept licking and sucking on her nipples while caressing her all over. Sheryl wriggled, squirmed and bubbled, concerned they were going to keep her down too long and drown her.

She trembled at the sexual onslaught while swallowing down the urge to inhale. It helped for a few seconds, only for the burn in her lungs to return even stronger. Her chest heaved again and again in warning.

Sheryl was sure they were going to drown her. Then they lifted her up toward the surface. Her head came up out of the water, allowing her to gasp loudly for breath.

She panted like crazy in order to get her breath back. “Well?” Skyler asked with a sly smile. “Which is better? Struggling to hold your breath until you drown? Or experiencing a little bit of a distraction to help take your mind off your lungs?”

Sheryl panted before gasping, “I don’t… I don’t know. Is this what… is this what you crazy bitches do in the pool after hours?”

“Maybe,” Elena chuckled.

“It worked, didn’t it?” Skyler told her. “It took your mind off it; didn’t it?”

“How long was I down?”

“Almost two forty-five,” Skyler replied. “Although we had to force you a little at the end. Be grateful it wasn’t coach Wanamaker.”

“What? Why?”

“Here she comes,” Elena observed. “Quick; we gotta get her back down!”

“Deep breath,” Skyler warned, “…in three… two… one!”

Sheryl inhaled deeply. Then they forced her down until she was upside down again. A moment later, they were both sucking on her erect nipples again.

Sheryl bubbled a little. Then she clamped her lips shut to concentrate on the feelings. Gawd; not again??

Hands rubbed her all over, setting her body to tingling like crazy. She felt fingers rub her crotch and her inner thighs. Sheryl did her best to focus on the sexual assault her body was receiving without thinking too much about holding her breath.

Her exposed breasts tingled wildly as her crotch throbbed with longing. Gawd; at this rate they were liable to make her cum! This was crazy!

There was a sudden splash. A moment later, a naked body came into view. Sheryl was shocked to discover it was coach Wanamaker.

Her two teammates suddenly moved aside. That’s when her coach pressed her bare crotch up against her face. Sheryl tasted a naked pussy pressed up to her lips.

The material to her suit was pulled aside. A moment later, she felt a tongue begin to poke and probe her winking opening. It made her stiffen and bubble into the crotch pressed up against her mouth.

Sheryl couldn’t believe it! Coach Wanamaker was… she was tongue-fucking her pussy while making her hold her breath! And her teammates weren’t doing a single thing to stop her!

Coach aggressively humped her face. Sheryl decided she’d better get busy or things were only going to get worse. So she began tonguing the slit pressed up against her lips.

Coach Wanamaker stopped humping against her. Instead, she began grinding against her mouth as though wanting more. Sheryl groaned as she tried to tongue her a little more aggressively.

She bubbled as her lungs began to burn. Gawd! What if coach drowned her??

She’d heard of one swimmer being pushed to her limits until she’d swallowed water. But the girl had chosen to stay on the team. Was she going to also suffer because she couldn’t hold her breath long enough??

She tongued and tongued as she felt coach’s mouth and tongue probe her opening. It made her quiver and tremble, causing her to lose a few more bubbles. Gawd; this was sheer torture!

How long did she have left to hold her breath? How long was coach gonna push her limits? What if… what if coach let her swallow water??

It swelled within her until she shuddered from an unexpected orgasm. That’s when she felt coach hump and grind against her face. A moment later it felt as though the older woman was also cumming.

Sheryl felt weak and dizzy. She was sure she was going to inhale any moment now. That’s when coach Wanamaker pulled away from her.

She felt hands lift her upward, bending her at the waist until her head cleared the surface. Sheryl came up coughing and gasping. Coach Wanamaker and her teammates were also up at the surface.

“How long?” coach asked Skyler.

“3:12,” her teammate replied with some pride in her voice as she checked her watch.

“Fair enough,” the coach told them. “Give her a couple more sessions before you send her home. Make sure she keeps reaching three minutes. Is that clear?”

“Yes, coach,” Elena and Skyler replied in unison.

“Good.” Then coach Wanamaker climbed out of the pool.

“A couple more sessions?” Sheryl asked in alarm as she looked at her teammates.

“I’m first,” Elena smirked as she proceeded to pull her one-piece down off her body.

Sheryl’s eyes widened with alarm. “Gawd; you WOULDN’T!”

“Wouldn’t she?” Skyler asked with a knowing smile. “I’d do a good job of holding my breath with her if I were you. When I’m doing this shit, I like to stay down and enjoy myself for three and a half minutes.”

Sheryl looked at Skyler and blanched. “No!” she breathed.

“Deep breath,” Elena warned, “…in three… two… one!”

Sheryl inhaled deeply. Then she was forced upside down against the ladder again. A moment later she felt Elena press her winking slit up against her lips.

A tongue poked and probed her opening. Then she felt a finger push its way inside. Sheryl groaned and bubbled, wondering if she was going to survive this little breath-holding session with these two crazy bitches without swallowing any water.

8-9-25 Inspired by JustPaul’s render.

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Hanging the CEO 4.6 (31)

Posted on April 20, 2026 by riwa

Charlize and Nattie passionately kissed. Their hands roamed each other’s vinyl-covered bodies. Their outfits came in contact with each other, rubbing and squeaking as they made out with each other.

The CEO of the company was particularly aroused. Charlize was making out with the corporation’s private executrix. The woman she was kissing had, in fact, hanged a couple of managers down in the basement of the corporate office within the past three months.

Maybe that was the reason for her attraction to her. Maybe that was why they had become lovers. Perhaps it was the thrill of being in the arms of a woman who’d taken a few lives by noosing them up and then dropping them.

She had to admit their outfits were also a major part of the attraction to the woman. They both loved wearing vinyl, especially when they were making out with each other. But tonight was especially arousing, being as how Nattie was wearing her executioner’s outfit: tight black vinyl from neck to toe, accompanied by long black vinyl gloves and knee-high black vinyl boots. The only thing missing was the hood.

They came up for air, breathing heavily. Then they went back at it. Charlize could not keep from kissing her lover passionately as her hands hungrily caressed up and down a sexy, vinyl-clad body.

She could not believe her good fortune. Here she was, making out with the company executioner. The thought drove her wild with sexual passion and excitement.

She kept thinking back to a moment in time just two weeks ago. On that day, the sexy woman in her grasp had hanged Melina for mismanaging her division. Charlize had personally signed off on the execution.

She’d met the corporate office heads down in the basement, and had watched as Nattie had dispatched the troublesome employee. She could still remember the black vinyl straight-jacket Nattie had used to secure the woman. The little black ball-gag had conveniently kept Melina from protesting.

She had excitedly watched along with the others while Nattie had finished strapping Melina’s ankles together. Then the executrix had looked right at the CEO. Charlize had to admit her crotch had been totally soaked when she’d nodded with flashing eyes for her lover to carry out the deed.

Nattie had gone over to the lever along the wall. Then she’d paused dramatically before pulling it. Poor Melina had let out a frightened, muffled squawk before dropping about a foot.

It had taken everything she had not to climax at that moment while watching Melina wriggle and squirm like a fish on a line. The squeaking sound of vinyl against flesh had only further inflamed her passions. Then Nattie had given her a knowing look, giving Charlize erotic chills.

In that tight outfit and restricted movements, it had taken Melina 15 minutes for her heart to stop beating. Then everyone had gone on about their business. But Nattie and Charlize had retired to the penthouse where the CEO had been the brutal recipient of her lover’s strap-on while both wore tight vinyl attire for the occasion.

They came up for air again, panting heavily. Nattie murmured, “What’s got you all hot and bothered tonight?”

“Oh, nothing much,” Charlize replied. “Just a mental image of you dropping Melina, and the sound of her vinyl rubbing as she gasped her last breath through that ball-gag.”

“You’re such a romantic,” Nattie laughed. Then she paused thoughtfully. “Or maybe… Perhaps you’re imagining it’s you who’s standing upon my trap getting ready to dance for me.”

“I’d be lying if I told you I’ve never thought about it,” the CEO breathed, her lips brushing against those of her lover.

“And I’d be lying if I told you I’ve never thought about hanging you in that sexy outfit,” the executrix breathed back. And the two aroused, vinyl-clad ladies passionately embraced again, furiously tonguing each other’s mouths.

A sudden ominous tone came from the executioner’s iPhone. She sighed as they pulled apart. “You’re not two-timing me, are you?” Charlize queried warily.

I’ve been expecting this one,” Nattie sighed. “I’d better take it somewhere else. I think Clifford’s going to need my services again for another one of his private spectacles.”

“You mean I’ve been missing out? There’s been other executions without my presence? Nattie, honey; you’ve been holding out on me!” The executrix just laughed before rising up, walking over, picking up her iPhone, and then heading out the door.

Charlize sighed heavily. Just when it was getting good. But the only one who could override any of her corporate decisions right now was Clifford the owner. And when he barked, everyone in the company jumped.

She got up, went over to the kitchenette and poured herself a glass of wine. Maybe patience was called for in this situation. There was a good possibility Nattie would be returning after hanging someone else down in the basement. No doubt she would be horny and would need some relief before retiring for the night.

Charlize thought back to poor Melina suffering in the noose that night in all that sexy vinyl. And of course there was Kara who’d been hanged a couple months earlier. She vividly remembered that one as well, being as how she’d also signed off on it.

So Clifford was having private executions, eh? That would explain the occasional employee turning up missing and never reporting for work again. The thought gave her an erotic thrill in her crotch. Perhaps she would have to ask the owner for permission to attend a few of his private, er uh… “functions”.

She thought about what they’d shared about her hanging for Nattie. It was an erotic rabbit hole she liked to go down from time to time. But that was never going to happen. After all, she’d covered her tracks too w–

The door suddenly opened. There was Nattie. This time she was wearing her executioner’s hood.

Charlize’s heart skipped a beat. “Clifford?” she asked in hopeful excitement. Nattie nodded.

“You came right back. Does that mean this time I’ve been invited?” Her lover nodded again.

Charlize stood up as a surge of sexual arousal tingled through her. Then she thought about her blouse. It was mostly sheer, hiding nothing. The CEO wondered if her whole outfit might not fit too well with Clifford’s stiff, formal demeanor.

“Maybe I’d better change,” she remarked with a knowing smile.

“Clifford says to bring you down just the way you are.”

“The way I am?? But he knows I like to dress a certain way whenever I’m entertaining…”

Her voice trailed off. There was something about the way Nattie was looking at her. There was something different in her lover’s eyes.

Her stomach lurched as her emotions swirled. Then Nattie advanced toward her. A small length of rope had appeared in her hand.

“Me??” Charlize gasped in astonishment. Nattie nodded.

“In this tight outfit??”

“We’ll walk slow, honey.”

The CEO’s heart sank with a thud. “Would it do any good if I ordered you not to do this?”

“Clifford outranks you. I have my orders. You’ve been a very bad girl, Charlize.” She paused before thoughtfully adding, “Am I going to get any trouble out of you?”

The CEO shook her head as she started to tremble. “No, Nattie,” she murmured quietly. “No trouble.”

The executrix came up to her and turned her around. Then she began tying her wrists tightly behind her back. There was a little bit of squeaking from the noise of rope against vinyl gloving.

“I suppose I should thank you,” Nattie remarked emotionlessly.

The CEO frowned. “Thank me? Thank me for what? Getting myself in trouble so that you would have the pleasure of hanging me?”

“That too,” the executrix replied. “No, I was thinking of Melina… and Kara… and Penelope… all executed on your orders with instructions to make sure they were ball-gagged and silenced so they could not proclaim their innocence. You’ve been a very bad girl.”

Nattie turned the CEO around. Then she produced a ball-gag. Charlize trembled again as a surge of fear mixed with a perverse arousal hit her hard.

She looked dubiously at the ball-gag. “That won’t be necessary, Nattie.”

“Oh, I know it won’t,” the executrix replied. “Clifford’s orders. He wants you treated the very same way you treated those others.” She paused before wryly adding, “I’m going to enjoy doing this to you, honey.”

“I’ll just bet you are-awulbbbb!”

The ball-gag was forced between her lips. It was secured tightly by the clasp at the back of her head. Charlize idly wondered just how much drool she would produce on their way down to the basement.

“Take one last look around,” Nattie offered.

The CEO looked all around her penthouse suite. She sure was going to miss all this. Then she turned and nodded with a grunt at her lover.

Nattie took her arm and escorted her to the express elevator. Then she rang for it. “How do you feel?” she remarked calmly without turning to face her. “The same way Melina must have felt? Or Kara? Or Penelope perhaps? All knowing they were going to their deaths on your command and helpless to do anything about it?” Charlize did not respond.

The door quietly opened. The executrix and the condemned both stepped through. Then they turned and faced the door as Nattie pushed the button to the basement.

“It puts things in a whole new light, doesn’t it?” Nattie said as she stiffly faced the door. “They were innocent the entire time. You knew that, didn’t you. Did it excite you knowing you were watching innocent women hang to death?”

Charlize did not give any kind of response, although with the ball-gag in her mouth she suspected her lover didn’t want or need one. After all, those women had served their purpose. They needed to be disposed of before the truth came to light.

The fact they were not guilty of anything?

Yes…

Charlize had to admit to a certain sense of perverse pleasure watching them suffer in their nooses.

“I must admit I enjoyed hanging them as well,” Nattie went on guiltily as she stared at the door. “Especially Melina. The way she wriggled as she fought her noose… as though protesting her innocence the entire time perhaps? I know you sure enjoyed it.”

Charlize was remembering that last hanging now, remembering how erotic it had been… so calmly snuffing the life of an innocent woman.

Now it was her turn. How would she respond once her feet were standing on the trap with the noose around her throat?

“And the way I raped you with that strap-on in your penthouse after her hanging? Did you really think that was all the punishment you were ever going to receive? I should have raped you harder. Hell, you probably would have loved that.”

Charlize thought back to that night: the hanging and subsequent orgasms that had been fucked out of her. Now that was all coming to an end. Did she really think she was truly going to get away with it all?

“You used me, Charlize,” Nattie remarked unhappily. “Of course, I used you right back. I was happy to hang those bitches because I thought they deserved it. But don’t you worry about it none. I’ve fantasized about this day for a long time. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect it to become a reality.” Then she leaned over and hissed, “I’m gonna enjoy every damn minute of your suffering, you bitch!”

At that moment the elevator suddenly came to a halt. That’s when an erotic jolt of fear and excitement hit the CEO like a freight train. She gulped as she started to tremble, a trickle of drool spilling out past her lips onto her vinyl blouse.

Nattie grabbed her and started to step forward. But Charlize suddenly found herself balking. “Oh, NOW you’re having second thoughts? I guess you should have thought things through more carefully before you sent those three women to their deaths. There’s no telling how many more Clifford had me execute before finding out the truth around here. Now let’s go!”

Once Nattie got her moving again, her lover began to walk at a steady pace. The execution chamber was just up ahead. Besides, there was no use trying to resist now. This was all being done on Clifford’s orders. Clearly he must have found out.

They paused outside the door to the chamber. Nattie pushed a button. Then they both waited.

The door suddenly opened. There was Clifford. He was dressed in black and was wearing a hood, something that looked like it would fit better on a mugger than an executioner. He never was very good at acting the part.

“Welcome, Charlize,” he said with a warm smile. “We’re so glad you could join us.” Then he motioned with a wave of his hand at the nine majority shareholders formally dressed standing stiffly in two rows. There was not a single look of mercy in their eyes.

“This way,” Clifford motioned toward the trap. “I’m sure you know the way. You’ve been down here several times before. You remember Melina, don’t you?”

Charlize stiffened with alarm. Of course she remembered Melina. She remembered just how much the woman had suffered… and how much it had turned her on. Was she about to suffer just as much?

Clifford took both arms and marched her over to the trap as Nattie walked beside them. That’s when the CEO began to hyperventilate. More drool was now spilling out past her ball-gag onto her vinyl blouse.

“That’s a lovely outfit you’re wearing,” Clifford told her with a smirk. “Very fitting; very appropriate.”

“She wore it special for this occasion,” Nattie told him with a wry smile.

“Did she now.” That’s when Charlize blushed at the way her breasts were so visible through the material. It was the first time she could ever recall being embarrassed about anything since she’d joined the company.

Clifford held her arms in a firm grip as Nattie gathered up the dangling coil. “Well, Charlize.” he told her. “I guess this is goodbye. I’d like to say it’s been good having you in our company. But I think Penelope, Kara and Melina would beg to differ.”

Charlize stiffened again. Her life was about to come to a harsh end in a matter of moments. It was hard to believe!

“Any last words?” the owner asked the condemned. Charlize let out a grunt of protest, indicating she was incapable of speech.

“Of course,” Clifford said as though catching himself. “How thoughtless of me. This is in the way. Here let me take care of that for you. Besides, we’re all looking forward to hearing your painful gasps for breath.”

He unlatched the ball-gag and then pulled it out of her mouth. Charlize worked her jaws as he tossed it aside. Nattie held the noose at the ready.

“Any last words?” Clifford asked again. “Not that you allowed any for Penelope, Kara and Melina.”

She started to speak. But she could only cough as her throat was dry. Now she was frightened out of her wits.

A small voice in the back of her head was laughing at her. It told her she’d casually sent all those women to their deaths. Now she was going to experience their painful hangings for herself.


“No?” Then Clifford moved her forward until her heels were placed upon the trap on top of the painted footprints.

He stepped back as Nattie looped the coil around her lover’s throat and tightened it. “No strap this time for your ankles,” she murmured softly. “We want those legs to fight in that tight vinyl outfit you’re wearing.”

Nattie patted her once on the shoulder before walking over to the lever. Charlize trembled like mad as she tried to catch her breath. She was supposed to be terrified… and she was. Yet why was she so insanely aroused right now??

“Any remorse?” Nattie quietly asked her, perhaps in a desire to bring closure to her own feelings of guilt at the pleasure she’d experienced hanging all those others.

The CEO barely heard the remark. Did she have any remorse? No, not really. It was mostly for getting caught. So she gave an almost imperceptible shake of her head.

“That’s what I thought. So you’ll get none from me as well.”

Charlize heard the lever being pulled. The trap abruptly fell away beneath her. She dropped about a foot before the rope caught her up short, tightening around her throat.

The jarring halt made her start to wriggle and kick. The outfit which she dearly loved now worked against her. It was incredibly tight, restricting her movements.

She heard the arousing squeak of vinyl against flesh. For a moment she forgot what was happening and wondered who was hanging so erotically. Then the agony around her throat brought her quickly back to reality.

She kicked; she wriggled; she shimmied. Then Clifford walked all around her. He smiled lustfully at her as he reached out to steady her convulsing form.

Others began walking around her. It was the shareholders. They observed, they touched, they steadied her jerking body, and then moved on.

At that point Nattie came into her field of vision. “I should have shoved toys up your holes, bitch. But I suspect you would have enjoyed them too much. So I’ll just wish you a happy hanging.” Then she reached out and caressed a quivering breast before walking back to her lever.

Charlize kicked, shimmied and humped. The desire to breathe was overwhelming. Her lungs screamed in her chest as she wriggled like a worm, instinctively trying to shed the constricting coil around her throat.

A moment later she started seeing things. Melina… Kara… Penelope… all kicking and fighting and hanging. Then all three were clinging to her, trying to tighten the coil around her throat even more. She rasped and gurgled as she tried in vain to scream.

There was Nattie with her strap-on. Only this time she had it rammed down her throat! She couldn’t breathe – she couldn’t breathe! Nattie; stop!!

Her pussy clenched and throbbed. Then it was as though she could feel Nattie raping her with that damned strap-on. It hurt – it hurt – she was cumming, but it hurt like hell!

Her vision changed again in her delirium. She was watching Melina suffer in the noose. No, wait! It was Melina watching HER suffer in the noose! Gawd; no!

She fought the noose for a good 14 minutes. It felt like an eternity until she finally hung limp. Clifford walked by again, touching and caressing her. He was followed by those damned shareholders.

Nattie came by and caressed her chest. “There’s a secretary I’m meeting later tonight,” she quietly told the dangling body. “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of her with my strap-on. And I’m gonna imaging it’s you the entire time.”

Charlize’s vision began to fail her. She could no longer feel her extremities. She felt cold all over.

She quivered one last time from an orgasm she barely acknowledged. Then her vision failed her. It was another two minutes before her heart stopped beating, ending the sordid tale of all the chaos she had caused within the company.

2/20/26 written for @Tonia28de and inspired by the manipulation she sent me.

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BONUS: My mother the breath-holder – Mermaid Lounge visit 4.1 (29)

Posted on April 13, 2026 by riwa

I would not have minded visiting the Mermaid Lounge by myself or with my girlfriend Gloria. But I was there with my mother because she wanted me to bring her. That was a whole different situation entirely.

The first thing we saw once we got inside was the lap dance tank. A woman in a yellow bikini was giving a lap dance to a male in a blue swimsuit. It looked like his cock was underneath her the way she was grinding against it.


Mom nudged me and smiled as she pointed at the tank. “See, Georgie? I can make money in this place.”

“You’ll only gamble it away, mom,” I replied sourly. That’s because she was making minimal headway on her gambling debt.

“That don’t look so hard, Georgie,” she said as she pointed at the tank. “All I have to do is hold my breath.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’ll do anything to make money; won’t you, mom!”

“Why not, Georgie!” Then she saw a redhead in a red bikini over by the locker rooms.

“I’m going over to talk to her, Georgie. She looks like she might work here.” Then she headed over to her with her small carrying case in hand. It made me wonder if she had her swimming suit in there.

I saw them talking to each other. The redhead nodded about something. Then they went inside the locker room.

All I could do was sigh. What kind of trouble was mom getting herself into this time?

The couple finished in the lap dance tank, causing the spectators around me to clap for them. Then they surfaced together. I had no idea if either of them worked here or if they’d both paid to use the tank.

They shed their ankle weights, got their towels and headed off through a doorway. I heard people around me discussing how much fun it looked like, and how long they had held their breath before being forced to surface. I just shook my head. Wait until they met my mother!

I was just starting to wonder what was taking so long when mom and that redhead emerged out of a doorway up on top of the tank. Mom was in that skimpy black bikini she had, the one that showed a lot of cleavage. There was a murmur at their sudden appearance.

The redhead smiled at everyone, waiting for all the conversations to die down. “This is Marie,” she finally told everyone as she motioned at my fit, attractive mother who was attaching ankle weights down at her feet. “She’s willing to take on anyone who can hold their breath longer than she can. Just put $100 down, join her in the tank and she’ll give you a nice lap dance. If you outlast her, you get to take back your $100 plus the one Marie has put up here. Now Marie will entertain you inside the tank until we get our first challenger.”

Mom took a deep breath before dropping into the tank with a splash. The ankle weights took her all the way to the bottom. That’s when she began touching and caressing herself. I winced inwardly as I found myself getting a bulge.

I timed her as everyone else watched. Mom smiled and bubbled as she caressed herself. Then she looked out at all of us and started waving for us to come join her inside the tank.

I was a little embarrassed standing there watching her. Then I saw a couple of males head toward the locker room, which embarrassed me even more. Was mom really going to do a lap dance in there while I was out here watching her?

Five minutes later, a guy came out of the doorway above the tank wearing green speedos. He smiled at everyone as he put down $100 on top of mom’s $100. Then he attached a set of ankle weights above his feet.

Mom was right there at the surface waiting for him. She smiled at him as she told him, “Let me show you a good time.” I blushed as I shook my head, hoping no one would figure out I was related to her.

After catching their breath they submerged to the bottom of the tank. The guy who looked to be much younger than mom sat on the bench. Then mom sat on top of him while facing the glass and spectators.

She ground against him as everyone around me admired them in the tank. I heard a couple ladies discussing whether or not mom could outlast him. But they didn’t know my mother.

I kept track of the time as mom really ground against his bulge. It was 1:24 when his cheeks bulged. Then he pushed her off and rushed up to the surface, spewing bubbles until he popped up gasping for breath.

There were cheers and applause for mom as she came up. She smiled at him as he climbed out. He removed his ankle weights before looking longingly at his $100 bill lying there. Then he shook his head before picking up a towel and heading back through that door.

2 minutes later another guy who also looked younger than her came out in yellow speedos. Mom was at the surface watching him. She waited until he’d put his cash down with the other bills and then put the ankle weights on before getting into the tank with her.

I watched them both inhale deeply. Then they submerged. I thought I heard one female voice declare that Dan was going to give her a run for her money. I assumed Dan was the guy in the tank.

He sat down upon the bench as mom sat in his lap. She ground against his bulge as he reached around and groped her boobs. Mom didn’t seem to mind that at all; in fact, I’d say she loved it!

I timed them as they easily went past 1:00. Mom didn’t seem to be the least bit uncomfortable. They even shot past 1:30 with no problems.

Mom really ground against him as they passed 2:00. Mom bubbled a little, but it looked like Dan was the one who was struggling more. He really groped and squeezed mom’s mounds before bubbling and then pushing her off to shoot upward to the surface at 2:21.

Mom stayed down and smiled to cheers and applause. Then she surfaced. She thanked Dan as he shook his head, telling her he thought for sure he could beat her. Then he told her to enjoy his $100 bill before climbing out, shedding his ankle weights, picking up a towel and heading for the door.

Two more males came out and tried to outlast mom. She gave each one a shamefully erotic lap dance. It made me shake my head as I wondered how she could do that so easily. But I’d been learning a lot about her liberal ways since she’d come to live with me for a while. So I suppose I should not have been all that shocked.

The one in white speedos bailed at around 1:36. The other in a set of baggy beige trunks managed to reach 1:53 before he had to surface. I could tell Mom was proud of herself at outlasting both of them because she looked right at me and gave me a sly wink.

I was surprised when a younger female brunette in a silver bikini tried her next. She was quite forward with mom, kneeling face to face on that bench with her. She even kissed her while pressing their boobs up against each other. Mom did not show the least bit of reluctance at such intimacy.

They groped each other, kissing as they bubbled. I suspected mom’s challenger had been in the tank before. Her cheeks bulged until she finally had to break away.

She had reached 2:12 before she had to go up. But she put an additional $100 down before going back down with mom. They promptly returned to making out with each other down on the bench.

It was pretty erotic. I felt a little uncomfortable again seeing my mother make out with another woman in that tank, although she’d made out with my girlfriend Gloria in my backyard pool recently. I had quite a bulge in my trousers which I hoped no one would notice. I didn’t want anyone thinking I was getting turned on by the antics of my very own mother.

This time that lady was down with mom until she had to surface at 2:41. She came up gasping as mom came up 5 seconds later. “Damn, Marie!” she panted. “You can really hold your breath!”

“Thank you,” mom replied proudly. Then they kissed passionately before that lady got out of the tank.

A lady in a yellow bikini wanted to take her on next. I don’t know if she thought she could outlast mom or if she just wanted to make out with her down in the tank. She put on her ankle weights and added her cash to mom’s growing pile. Then she got into the tank with her.

They went right to the bottom and started making out. I was embarrassed when both tops came right off. Then they REALLY started making out with each other!

“Erin’s gonna outlast her this time,” a nearby female voice stated. But I had my doubts. I’d seen my mother hold her breath before.

Erin actually made it to 3:13, pushing her limits the entire time. Her chest was heaving when she finally had to abandon their make-out session and surface. She spewed bubbles all the way up.

Mom came up after her a few seconds later. They made out at the surface a few moments longer. “You beat me, Marie,” she finally admitted before she climbed out, shed her ankle weights, retrieved a towel and then headed for the doorway.

Mom looked right at me and grinned. I could tell how proud of herself she was. She was making a tidy little sum just by holding her breath while giving lap dances.

3-13-26

 

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More drownings at the Aqua Club 4.5 (22)

Posted on April 13, 2026 by riwa

Note: This was a short story written for a contest that had to contain less than 1200 words. This explains the shortness of this tale.

The Aqua Club hosted a private Drowning Day. It was by special invitation only. We only allowed the 12 male members we trusted.

The girls had to be willing because there were special rules this day. They would be handcuffed in the pool while wearing rubber hoods with slits for their mouths and noses. They would not be able to see a thing. Hearing would be extremely limited, if they could hear anything at all.

Everyone was naked. No clothing was allowed. After all, what was going to take place in the pool were mostly fuck-drownings.

Eva came out first, escorted by Buck. Brooke was not to be left out, and came in escorted by Paul. Tessa had come around to enjoying the fuck-drown, and was brought in by Kenny.

I brought in Vanessa. She was a newbie who thoroughly loved being fuck-drowned. She had begged and pleaded for me to let her come. So I got permission from the other members for her to join.

The rules were simple. This was to be a free-for-all. Share and share alike. And keep an eye on the girls to make sure they did not get into too much trouble.

The girls were all tossed into the deep end. They came right back up, treading water while spewing it out of their mouths. Then they started taunting us, calling out from where they were in the pool.

Eva called out that she was horny and begged for someone to fuck-drown this aqua-slut. Still in somewhat of a rivalry with Eva, Brooke retorted that if you really wanted a good aqua-slut, she was the one to enjoy. Tessa yelled, “Cock – cock; I need some cock!” Vanessa the newbie didn’t say much as she kept treading water.

There were several splashes as many of the guys jumped in. I don’t think the girls even heard them. Then the males swam over like sharks.

The girls were jerked under one by one until there was nothing left at the surface but bursts of bubbles. The guys who had the opportunity wasted no time fucking mouths. The others just stroked themselves while awaiting their turn.

I watched from the side of the pool along with a couple others. Guys and girls occasionally popped up to the surface to get a loud gasp for breath. Then they were pulled back under.

It wasn’t long until all four girls had cocks in their mouths and pussies, getting spit-roasted in both ends. There were grunts, moans and bubbles, both above and below the surface. It was incredibly arousing.

I soon joined in, making sure my cock got sucked by each submerged girl. It’s hard to say who was the most eager. Eva was born a slut, so she’s always aggressive at sucking and fucking. Tessa is what we call “a resister” and puts up a struggle even though she loves being forced. Brooke is a bit more refined, and needs to have her pussy licked… and to sometimes be put in her place. Vanessa is still learning the ropes, and is eager for just about anything.

The initial scrum died down as we began taking our time with the girls. Guys often swam over to the edge of the pool where they watched until arousal forced them back into action. The girls were kept busy, although some fucking occurred with their heads above the surface so they could catch their breath.

Drownings soon began to occur, although they were what I would mostly call “pass-outs”. Once that happened, the girl was quickly hauled to the surface to get her breath back. We frequently heard comments like, “Damn, that was intense!” and “I came really hard that time!”

The first one I got to fuck-drown was Brooke. I hammered her from behind as I reached around and groped her boobs. Then I had a fistful of her short hair, forcing her head under as I pounded her.

She bubbled like crazy, clenching wonderfully. I came inside her about the time she suddenly went limp. So I pulled her up and made sure she was breathing again before pulling out of her and passing her off to the next one.

It got really erotic. There were occasional cries of “Drown me already!” The girls really seemed into it.

Next, Tessa got a mouthful of my dick. I had to hold onto her head and force her. She erotically gagged up bubbles.

She got the same treatment as Brooke. If anything, I fucked her harder while being more forceful with her. Her orgasm was powerful, and she milked a little cum out of me before she too went limp and had to be taken to the surface to catch her breath.

After a short rest-break, I finally got some alone-time with Eva, the slut of sluts. She furiously fucked my shaft as I pushed her backward and groped her boobs. Buck fucked her mouth until his thick, lengthy dick was seen partway down her throat. Eva shuddered and climaxed hard with two cocks inside her before she went limp.

Everyone knew Nessa was a newbie. So she got treated rather gently. When it was my turn, I gave her the full treatment.

I licked her pussy until she shuddered in orgasm. Then I fucked her face. She grunted up bubbles, moaning and groaning.

I impaled her in my lap and gave her a nice, gentle fucking as she rode me, occasionally taking us up to the surface for a breath. She gasped and moaned. I could tell she was really into it.

“Fuck me!” she finally begged. “Fuck-drown me already!”

We both got big breaths before we submerged. Then I split her legs and fucked her sideways. She grunted up bubbles as she climaxed around my cock.

We came up again gasping for breath. Then she told me, “Fuckin’ DROWN me already!” With an invitation like that, who could say no!

I grabbed a handful of hair and forced her head under as I fucked her from behind. I pounded her just as hard as I could. She screamed her breath away until she climaxed, gurgled and started drowning, milking another cum out of me.

I got her to the surface where she coughed up a mouthful of water. “Fuckin’ AWESOME! She finally panted. “That was a GOOD one!” Then Paul came over to really give it to her good.

It went on like that for a few hours. The girls passed out a few times, and there were quite a few who gurgled and came up coughing. By the time we were through, everyone had fucked themselves out.

The hoods were removed so the girls could see. They got in line in the water and gave each of us a short, underwater blow job in thanks for all the orgasms they had enjoyed. Then we all got out of the water, showered, and went home totally satisfied.

3/14/26

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A mutual decision (M/F hanging) 4.8 (35)

Posted on April 6, 2026 by riwa

Eric and Lila had talked about it often. But they hadn’t done anything about it. Maybe life was still too precious to them. But now the weather patterns were getting worse.

People were dying all around them. Earthquakes were devastating cities and towns. No place seemed safe anymore.

Lila disappeared for a couple of days. When she returned, she told Eric what she’d done. She said it was time to stop talking about it. It was time to take action.

“Are you serious?” he asked.

“It’s all set up,” she replied. “I found an abandoned place that’ll work perfectly. I doubt anyone will find our bodies. Besides, no one is going to care that a couple simply decided to exit this crazy world.”

“You ARE serious,” he observed.

“You’re damn right I am! There’s just one question left to ask. Are you in? Or are you out?”

He only thought about it for a moment. “If you’re going to do this, then I want to be there by your side. If that means going with you, then so be it.”

A tear well up in her eye. Then she tenderly kissed him. “I was hoping you’d say that,” she said softly.

—

They drove out in her car to a deserted farm. She led him to the barn out back. “In there,” she said simply.

He nodded as they got out of her car. She led him to the barn and opened the door. He looked all around, but he didn’t see anything.

“Where?” he finally asked.

“Back room,” she explained. “It’s all set up.” Then she led him over to a pile of straw.

He wondered what that was all about. Then she started kissing him. Nature took its course as they undressed before making love one last time in the straw. It was a tender, romantic moment.

When they were finished in the straw, she took him by the hand. She was trembling as she escorted him over to a door. It opened into a back room just as she’d told him.

That’s when he saw them. There were two nooses dangling above two wooden chairs. On each chair was a set of handcuffs.

She slowly led him over. Then she motioned up at the two nooses. “Are you upset?” she asked. “I mean… that I set up two of them?”


“No,” he replied. “We talked about this, remember?”

“Yeah, we did. But I was never sure just how serious you were about it.”

“I didn’t know how serious you were about it either, Lila… until now.”

“You’re not going to back out on me, are you?”

“No, Lila. You’re right about the storms and the quakes. It’s only a matter of time until our area is hit. For all we know, we’re going to end up buried in a pile of rubble.”

She walked up to the closest chair and picked up the cuffs. He watched as she attached one end to her right wrist. That’s when he walked over to the other chair, picked up that set of cuffs, and attached one end to his left wrist.

Her heart was beating fast as she slowly climbed up onto her chair. For a moment, she was nervous she might be doing this alone. That’s when Eric climbed up onto the other chair.

She was looking right at him as she grabbed her dangling noose. He matched her movement. Then she looped the coil around her neck.

Any fears she would be doing this alone were gone when she saw him loop his coil around his neck. That’s when she saw his cock stiffen. She could not help smiling at that.

“Aroused darling?”

“Maybe a little.”

“Over seeing me noosed and naked? Or over feeling the noose around your own throat?”

“Maybe a little of both.”

She chuckled as she reached up and cinched her noose tighter. Eric did the same. Now they were both breathing heavily.

“Last chance to back out, darling,” she panted. That’s when she saw him put his arms around his back. He fumbled until she heard a distinct click.

He tried to pull his arms around his body enough for her to see his cuffed wrists. A tear welled up in her eye. That’s when she moved her wrists behind her back and fumbled with her own cuffs.

There was the sound of another distinct click in the room. Then she tentatively tugged on her wrists. She brought her arms around enough for him to see her wrists had also been cuffed.

“No backing out now, darling,” he told her as his cock really got hard. “I don’t have much experience escaping out of handcuffs.”

“Neither do I,” she chuckled.

For a moment they were both silent. They just looked at each other, each one wondering what the other was thinking. Her pussy was dripping as his cock bounced and oozed a little precum out of the tip.


“Well?” she murmured, unsure what to do next.

“Just a moment, darling.” Then she saw him carefully step toward her.

“Wait, what are you – mmmmph!” That’s when he kissed her passionately.

They held the kiss for the longest time. Neither one really wanted to pull away. It was a moment that seemed to hang in time and space, blotting out everything around them… the world, the raging destruction… and the mutual decision they had committed themselves to.


“I guess I’d better go back to my chair,” he finally murmured with embarrassment.

“Not unless you can figure out a way to stick that thing inside me,” she breathed. They both laughed nervously.

He craned his neck to see where he was stepping. Then he carefully stepped back. For a moment, the chair wobbled, threatening to go over.

“NO!” she gasped. But he finally got his footing. Then he smiled wryly at her as he chuckled, “What? Afraid I was going to accidentally hang myself?”

She smiled with embarrassment. Then they quietly stood there looking at each other.

His cock was quite hard. Lila didn’t know what to make of that. It kind of thrilled her to see him so aroused like that.

Her pussy was wet and dripping now. He looked at her and smiled. Was she wet because of their impending hanging? Or because of their lovemaking from a few minutes ago.

“Well…” She started to say. Then she put a foot against the back of her chair to tip it over backwards.

“Well,” he agreed as he also put a foot against the back of his chair, intending to push it over backwards as well.

“I love you, Eric.”

“I love you, Lila.”

“One…” she murmured nervously.

“…two…” he panted as their eyes remained locked on each other.

There was a pregnant pause. They both inhaled. Then… “THREE…” and they pushed their chairs over backwards.

The chairs clattered to the floor as their nooses took their full weight. Instinctively they began fighting and kicking. Then they started humping. That’s when Eric’s cock went off.


Lila humped in the direction of the erupting appendage. She wanted his cream to splatter upon her. But she couldn’t quite reach it. Gawd, how she wanted to be splattered with his cum!

They kicked as they swung back and forth toward each other. Lila got her legs around him and pressed up against his erection. Then they humped and rasped as her pussy squirted her pleasure.

They lost their grasp and swung back and forth. But they were too tired to wrap legs around each other again. They gently humped and shimmied as they fought their nooses.

Exhaustion began to set in. But Eric was still hard enough to ooze a little more cream. That’s when Lila humped and climaxed in her noose one last time.

The couple finally began to settle down. Agonal spasms gently rippled through both dangling, naked bodies. Heart rates slowed… and then stopped.

There was a sudden rumble. The building shook, setting the two lovers to swinging back and forth. But it was a minor quake, leaving the two to swing and twist as they dangled together in their nooses.

7/28/25 Inspired by renders created by Noose Art AKA The Hangman.

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