A rich woman 4.3 (24)

Posted on December 22, 2025 by riwa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Maybe.”

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

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

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

“Pretty expensive,” he murmured with a frown.

“That’s because I’m worth it.”

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

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

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

“Is that so?”

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

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

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

“Pretty bold talk, if you ask me.”

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

“We’ll just see about that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

“Who’s the guy standing nearby?”

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

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

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

“Sounds easy enough,” Lexi replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You trying to drown me or something?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Good; she’ll like that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Are you ready?” She just nodded agreeably.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

…and then she suddenly gulped and inhaled…

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Maybe.”

“Hey, wait! What about my money?”

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

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

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

Inside was a cashier’s check for twenty grand…

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

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A Nicole Club story (Part 2) 4.5 (34)

Posted on December 15, 2025 by riwa

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

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

“F… fiance? You’re not married yet?”

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

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

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

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

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

PART 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

“Is there a problem?” Nicole asked helpfully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It certainly made me cum,” Chadrone agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“MICAH???”

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

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

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

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

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

“MICAH???”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“My apologies.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You sure won’t,” Nicole agreed.

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

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

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

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

“Yeah; I’ll just BET they are.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

3/8/25

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The apartment hunk 4.6 (24)

Posted on December 8, 2025 by riwa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why is that?” Sondra wanted to know.

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

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

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

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

“Being sucked and fucked.”

“Oh, really?”

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

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

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

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

“How do you know?”

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

4-5-24 Inspired by JustPaul’s render.

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A Nicole Club story 4.2 (29)

Posted on December 1, 2025 by riwa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What can I get you folks?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Give her a break, will ya?”

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

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

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

“It certainly made me cum,” Chadrone agreed.

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

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

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

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

“Great!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, I suppose.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Better let her down now,” Chadrone warned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“They wouldn’t do that, would they?”

“They might, babe; you never know.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“F… fiance? You’re not married yet?”

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

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

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

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

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

2/24/25

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The drowning party 3.8 (30)

Posted on November 24, 2025 by riwa

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

“Sad to see it go,” Jeanie sighed.

“See what go?” Tiki asked.

“The warm weather.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Just heavenly,” Donna nodded agreeably.

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

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

“Sounds wonderful,” Tiki agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Donna? Or Evelyn?”

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

Donna’s body really hitched as Evelyn held her a foot below the surface. Her stomach kept rippling as fewer bubbles came up. She looked like she was trying to gulp a lot of air. Then she quieted right down.

Evelyn let go of her friend. Donna drifted a foot below the surface, her eyes vacantly staring upward into space. A few solitary bubbles came swirling out past her parted lips.

Evelyn paused to look down at her drowned friend, watching rapturously. Then she shook herself out of it before turning toward the others. “Ok, who’s next?”

Jeanie looked at her drowned friend for a long moment. Then she took up a position a few feet in front of her. Evelyn came right up to her and smiled.

“I’m not going to resist you,” Jeanie told her. “I’m so looking forward to this.”

“We’ll see whether or not you can resist struggling,” Evelyn remarked as she grabbed her. “Time for you to join Donna. Time for you to drown, baby.”

“Gawd; I just love it when you talk like that!” Then Jeanie took a really deep breath. That’s when Evelyn pushed her over onto her back and down below the surface, just as she had done with Donna.

A few bubbles came up from the submerging. But it looked like Jeanie was trying to hold her breath. Janet leaned next to Tiki and murmured, “I think she’s really looking forward to this.”

“I think she is too,” Tiki agreed.

“You think she’ll put up a struggle?”

“She loves to drown. She doesn’t struggle much. But I’m planning on giving Evelyn all she can handle. Those lead to the best orgasms for me.”

They watched as Evelyn leaned closer to the water while holding down her friend. Then she began taunting her. “I’m gonna drown you, Jeanie. I’m gonna hold you down until your lungs flood. No more air for you, my sweet. Nothing but pool water for those gorgeous lungs of yours.”

Janet and Tiki both saw Jeanie’s chest start to heave. Bubbles began spurting out of her mouth and nose as though she was trying unsuccessfully to keep her air in. “Let it go, Jeanie,” Evelyn breathed. “Just let it go and enjoy it. I know I’m sure going to.”

Tiki began rubbing herself through her skirt. Janet’s hand was on her breast as she panted breathlessly. Jeanie bubbled again, but she appeared to be fighting against herself.

“What?” Evelyn panted breathlessly. “You’re not gonna fight me? Are you sure? I’m sure gonna enjoy drowning your sweet ass, my sweet.”

A big burst of bubbles suddenly came up. Jeanie’s eyes flew open in horror. Then she anxiously grabbed onto her friend as though trying to get her to let her back up.

“No, my sweet. You’re staying down.” Then Jeanie glubbed up bubbles as her stomach hitched.

She went into painful drowning spasms as Evelyn gasped and shuddered. Janet felt an orgasmic quiver ripple through her. Tiki was furiously rubbing her crotch through her skirt as she panted like crazy.

Evelyn gasped, “Yes… yes… YESSSSSS!” It looked like drowner and drownee were climaxing together. Arms went flying until Jeanie began settling down in the pool.

Jeanie kept hitching, coughing up the occasional bubble. Her face was a mask of horror. Then she appeared to relax.

There was one final spasm. Then she stared upward with vacant eyes. There was a look of pure bliss on her face.

“Heavenly,” Evelyn panted excitedly. “My gawd; that was intense! I hardly needed the egg for that one. It feels like I orgasmed double-strength!”

She left Jeanie floating a foot underwater, joining her drowned friend right behind her. A solitary bubbled came out of Donna’s lips. It was as though it was her signal indicating Evelyn had done a great job with Jeanie.

Next, Evelyn came over to Tiki. “Your turn, baby.”

“I saw the way you drowned her,” Tiki panted breathlessly. “You enjoyed that way, WAY too much.”

“Almost as much as I’m going to enjoy drowning you, my sweet.” Then she abruptly forced Tiki backwards and down below the surface.

Her friend let out a bubbly cry of surprise. “Fight me!” Evelyn hissed enthusiastically. “Let’s cum together!”

Tiki instantly began putting up a struggle. Arms and legs kicked everywhere. Evelyn gasped as she forcefully kept her friend submerged.

Janet watched with erotic fascination as she rubbed a breast. But now her other hand was down rubbing her thong below her outfit. She could not believe how turned on she was. This had been a wonderful idea!

“Fight me – fight me – FIGHT ME!” Then a massive burst of bubbles came up. A moment later, Tiki began to hitch and gurgle as she started swallowing water.

“Yes – yes – GAWD YES!” Then Evelyn let out an orgasmic cry as Tiki’s struggles became more haphazard.

Her friend began to settle down in the water. A few bubbles came swirling out of her mouth. Stray muscles jerked and spasmed.

Evelyn shuddered with pleasure as Tiki drifted a foot below the surface. A couple stray bubbles came out past her parted lips. She and her two drowned friends looked as though they were drifting in formation, lying face up merely a foot below the surface.

Evelyn took a moment to compose herself. Then she turned and focused on Janet. “Your turn, my sweet. It’s time for you to experience the glorious joys of a wonderful drowning orgasm.”

Janet panted for breath as she looked at her three friends floating just below the surface. It was incredibly erotic. Now she was about to join them. And she was really looking forward to the orgasms.

Evelyn slowly lowered Janet backward into the water until she was submerged up to her head. “Any last words before I drown you?”

“Only this,” Janet panted breathlessly. “Do it nice and slow.”

“It will be my erotic pleasure, my sweet.”

Janet took a deep breath. Then Evelyn slowly submerged her. Janet was pushed down until she was submerged at about the same level as her three drowned friends.

Evelyn did nothing to her. She simply held her down. And that was the way Janet wanted it.

She could feel her pussy throb under her thong. Gawd; she was going to explode! This had been such an incredible idea!

She looked up to see Evelyn gazing down upon her, a rapturous look in her eyes. Janet knew that look. Her friend had once told her that of all of them, she enjoyed drowning her the most. It gave Janet such an erotic thrill.

Janet loved holding her breath. And she loved being pushed to her limits. But what she enjoyed most of all was being pushed well beyond them.

She loved the look in Skip’s eyes whenever he held her down in the pool. It was that same look she now saw in Evelyn’s. It was such a turn-on drowning for her friend. Besides, she was guaranteed to receive an incredible orgasm out of the deal.

Janet felt her lungs begin to strain. Evelyn took on a look of cruel excitement. That’s when Janet began to struggle a little, trying to hold her breath for as long as she could.

She could hear Evelyn pant, “Do it for me, baby! Gawd, Janet; do it for me!” Those words turned her on even more until it felt like her body was going to explode.

Her stomach rippled as her chest heaved. Her lungs were on fire with a terrible ache. And Evelyn was looking down upon her with sinister glee.

She tried to hold her breath for as long as possible. But her chest was heaving like crazy. She couldn’t hold her breath much longer.

Evelyn suddenly bent over, putting her face down above Janet’s. Janet let out a cry as her lungs finally gave out. Her breath billowed up into the face of her friend. Then she hitched and gulped.

Janet began coughing up bubbles as she inhaled pool water. A moment later, it exploded between her legs in a fiery wave of white-hot pleasure. Janet shuddered as she cried out drowning bubbles of orgasmic ecstasy.

She could tell Evelyn was cumming too, crying out her breath as she intensely climaxed. It made Janet go from one orgasm to the next. The second one was even more intense than the first.

She hitched and gurgled as her chest heaved while her stomach rippled. Then her struggles lessened. She could see Evelyn still bending over her with her face in the water, intently observing her every drowning moment.

Janet quivered again. Then she stared with lifeless eyes. There was a look of intense rapture in her features.

Evelyn pulled her face up and gasped loudly for breath. Gawd; that one had been particularly satisfying! What an incredibly wonderful idea!

She paused to look at her four friends floating about a foot below the surface. They all had looks of joy and rapture on their faces. What an experience it must have been!

She looked at the group before telling them, “My turn, girls.” Then she pulled their drifting bodies together. She rolled them all over until they were staring down at the bottom of the pool with lifeless eyes.

“Ready, my sweets?” Then she filled her lungs and submerged.

Evelyn swam underneath them until she was looking up at them as they drifted face down. She took a hand from each one and carefully wrapped fingers around one of her wrists or ankles. This way, it would feel as though they were now holding her down to drown her.

The last one was Janet grasping onto her left wrist. It was a little awkward making her hand grab her wrist. But she did her best, making it look like it without it actually being the case.

Now she was ready. Her four drowned friends were about to drown her. She couldn’t believe how excited she was.

The buzzing egg inside her made her writhe and wince. She pretended to struggle a little. But she had to be careful not to shake anyone’s grip off her.

Evelyn became dizzy and disoriented as her chest heaved. Her lungs were on fire. She was going to start drowning any moment now.

She saw the faces of her drowned friends. Oddly, they seemed to now look excited over the prospect of drowning her. What was this? Was she imagining things??

She began to struggle as she lost bursts of air. Her friends were all looking down at her with sadistic glee. It was as though they were really going to drown her!

It went off inside her in a wave of pleasure. Then her lungs gave out. A moment later, Evelyn was cumming and drowning.

She hitched and gurgled as she kept swallowing water. Now her friends really appeared to be holding onto her. Were they making sure she joined them?

She could not stop orgasming. The egg buzzing inside her was relentless. And with every gulp of pool water, her drowning pleasures seemed to intensify.

She was cumming… cumming and drowning. What a perfect way to end the last warm day of summer! And with that, her last orgasm battered her into merciful oblivion.

2024 (written for Skip Apr 9 ’24 by riwa. Inspired by his render.)

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My Patreon page is now closed 4.7 (10)

Posted on November 18, 2025 by riwa

As of this evening I have officially closed my Patreon page. Thank you for your kindness and support over all these years.

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One last argument (male hanging) 4.2 (32)

Posted on November 17, 2025 by riwa

Jessica was crazy as fuck. But she was wild in bed. And she was open to just about anything.

I suspected she was cheating on me. All the signs were there. It made me mad, but she just gaslit me, saying I was seeing things that weren’t there.

One weekend, we went up into the mountains. We did a lot of hiking and fucking. That’s mostly what Jessica wanted to do. Strangely, she was particularly horny for some reason.

She got bored after a while. I soon found her texting again. She was always texting someone.

I finally took the phone away from her. She cursed me and demanded I give it back. I just scrolled through her messages, confirming what I’d suspected long ago.

I told her she was a cheater. She told me I’d just invaded her privacy. So we went back and forth, accomplishing nothing.

She finally told me Brad would be coming up in his four-wheel drive. That’s when I found out it was his place we’d been staying in. She’d been planning on sending me back alone so she could stay behind and fuck Brad later.

We had the biggest fight we’d ever had. Then I told her I was breaking up with her. She told me I couldn’t break up with her because she was breaking up with me.

We went round and round. It was getting us nowhere. I finally decided I was going to pack up and leave her there. Brad could fuck her and take her down off the mountain for all I cared.

She gave me this wild-eyed look. Then she smiled evilly. “Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll ‘hang you’ for it.”

I was astonished. “’Hang me’ for it? What the hell does that even mean?”

“I’ll get a deck of cards. We’ll draw for the joker. Whoever draws the joker has to hang.”

“Now I know you’re crazy!”

“You don’t know Brad. He’s already hanged me twice. Win or lose; it makes no difference to me.”

I could hardly believe it. “You’re crazy!”

“Am I?” she laughed. Then she took me into another room.

It had a fake fireplace, but it was nice and warm. It was sparsely furnished. There was a strange decoration that hung from the center of the room.

Jessica went to a closet and pulled out a stool and a noose. I was astonished. “Where the hell did you get those?”

“From the closet, you jackass!” Then she pointed at the decoration as she told me, “Brad likes to play these fun games with the noose.”

“Well next time he can go ahead and hang you for all I care.”

“So you don’t wanna play?”

“Of course I don’t wanna play!”

“What’s the matter, Jack? You chicken?”

“Of course I’m not chicken!”

“Yeah, you’re chicken all right. I’ve already been noosed a couple times, and you won’t even risk it. You’re chicken all right.”

“Fuck you!”

“Brad’s coming up, you know. He’ll put me in the noose. Hell, he’s more of a man than you’ll ever be.”

“You bitch! If you want to ride the noose so damn much, why don’t you!”

“I will!” she declared as she went and got a deck of cards. Then she came back and held them out in front of me as she added, “Just as soon as I draw the joker. That way, Brad can find me dangling in here.”

“You’re crazy!”

“And you’re chicken! Chick-chick-chick-chicken! Bwawk-bwawk-bwawk-bwawk!”

“Fuck you!”

“Brad will, once he gets here. Then he’s gonna give me an exciting ride, one you wouldn’t dare try because you’re chicken!”

“I am NOT chicken!”

She just moved me out of the way. Then she put the card deck down before she stood up the stool. A moment later, Jessica climbed on, reached up and hooked the end of the rope to the top of the decoration, leaving the noose dangling in front of her face.

She grinned at me as she took it and looped it around her throat. “See? I’m not chicken!” Then she took it off from around her neck before climbing down.

“I’m not chicken either. I’m just not that crazy!”

“Oh yeah? Crazy enough not to want to watch me swing? Tell you what. I’ll even do it naked!” Then she started to strip.

“You’re fucking crazy; do you know that?”

She just laughed as she stripped out of her clothes, leaving her in only her high heels. Then she did a pirouette in front of me before telling me, “Are you saying you wouldn’t want to watch me hang like this?”

She shuffled the cards. Then she held them out to me. “Do you want to draw first? Or shall I?”

“You’re insane!”

“And you’re afraid of the noose. Or maybe you’re afraid of how you’ll feel watching me dance naked in my heels.”

I stared at her in amazement. “You’re really serious; aren’t you!”

“You’re damn right I’m serious! You want to break up? Fine! Let’s see who hangs for it. Brad can clean up the mess when he gets here. I’ll even draw first.” Then she pulled the top card and turned it over. It was the seven of diamonds.

“Well?” she asked as she tucked it under the bottom of the deck. “Are you gonna get naked and draw? Or are you gonna pack up and go home and miss this golden opportunity to watch me hang?”

I glowered at her. Jessica was crazy. But I was sorely tempted. The thought of watching her hang for cheating on me was incredibly appealing. Besides, seeing her nude like that was turning me on.

I don’t know what it was that made me start to undress. “Oh, fuck!” she blurted out. “You’re really gonna take me up on it?”

“No. I’m just calling your bluff.”

“I’m not bluffing, Jack; honest, I’m not.”

“We’ll just see about that.”

I finished undressing until I was naked. Jessica’s eyes were wide at my growing erection. “Fuck!” she gasped. “Does this turn you on as much as it turns me on?”

“You’re not really gonna hang yourself if you lose, are you?”

“The hell I’m not! Brad says that one day he might just hang me for real!”

“Now I know you’re crazy!”

“Am I?” Then she offered me the deck.

In anger, I took the top card and showed it to her. Two of spades. “Now who’s the crazy one?” she wanted to know as she took it from me and tucked it at the bottom of the deck.

“Are you gonna draw?” I challenged.

She immediately took the top card and turned it over. Ten of diamonds. Then she tucked it away before asking, “Now what about you?”

I turned the next card over. King of clubs. Jessica just laughed as she took it away from me.

She was insane. But I was just as crazy to get this involved with her. Maybe that’s what drew me to her in the first place.

We went through ten cards. Her nipples got hard. So did my cock. What the hell was I thinking?

She paused for a long moment. Then she panted, “I could really hang tonight, Jack. Fuck; I’m so horny right now!” Then she turned over the next card. Three of hearts.

“What about you?” she asked as she drooled over my erection. “Looking forward to hanging for me?” I just frowned before turning over the queen of clubs.

We turned over six more for a total of sixteen cards. We were nearly a third of the way through the deck. Jessica was breathing heavily.

“You still gonna go through with it if you turn over the joker?” I asked.

She inhaled sharply. Then she breathed, “Fuck yeah! How about you?”

“What about Brad?”

“He’s probably gonna get here late and miss the good part. At least he’ll get here in time to see one of us dangling from the noose.”

“Won’t he care if he loses you?”

“I told you he’s probably gonna hang me some day. Besides, I’m all turned on right now. I wanna go through with it, win or lose. And I’ll bet you’re gonna enjoy watching me hang. I KNOW I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang!” Then she drew the king of diamonds.

“You’re right,” I told her. “I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang.”

“If I draw the joker, I’m gonna enjoy hanging just for you, Jack. Brad’s gonna miss out.”

“He damn sure is,” I angrily told her as I turned the next card over. Then we both gasped.

There it was. The joker. That’s when my heart leapt into my throat as my cock twitched.

“Fuck!” she breathed incredulously. “I was… and here I was starting to think it was gonna be me!”

I looked over at our pile of discarded clothes. She immediately frowned. “Are you gonna back out on me, Jack? I knew you would! You asshole!”

I walked over to the stool. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I saw Jessica slide a cushioned chair up close so she could enjoy the view. The bitch.

She smirked as she told me, “I knew it! I KNEW you weren’t gonna do it.”

“Who says I’m not?” I asked brazenly.

“You haven’t climbed up onto the stool yet.”

I looked all around. Then I held out my hands. “What about these? You got any cuffs or something?”

“Is that all? Coward! There’s a rope lying around here somewhere… unless you’re gonna get dressed and chicken out on me.”

“I didn’t say I was gonna do that, did I?”

“Yeah, but I can tell you’re thinkin’ about it. I KNOW you!” Then she went over and retrieved a small length of rope.

I stood there naked while looking up at the noose as my heart beat fast. I wasn’t really gonna do this, was I?

Jessica was crazy. But I had this sneaking suspicion she really would have hanged for me had our fortunes been reversed. Could I really back out now?

She brought the rope over. Then she motioned upward. “C’mon, Jack. Up on the stool now. Or are you gonna back out on me like the asshole you really are.”

I glared at her. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I carefully climbed up onto the stool.

I took the coil it in my hand. It made my cock jump. Then I carefully looped it around my throat.

“You really gonna do it, Jack?” When I didn’t answer, she just started tying my wrists together behind my back.

Maybe I should have stopped her. I don’t know why I didn’t. The whole damn thing was insane.

“Fuck!” she gasped as she secured my wrists together. “Fuck-fuck-fuck! I’m so damn horny right now! I hope Brad gets here soon!”

She finished securing my wrists together. Then she walked around in front of me and panted, “Gawd; you look hot standing there with that noose around your throat!”

She caressed my chest with her hand before reaching out. Jessica jerked my cock while cupping my balls, causing me to twitch in her grasp. She even took me into her mouth.

I twitched between her lips. Then she cruelly stopped. Instead, she went over and sat down in the chair.

The bitch promptly started masturbating as I stood there. “Gawd; Jack! I really wanna suck you! But I’d rather sit here and watch you cum all over the floor while you’re hanging!”

I was panting and trembling as I told her, “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you.”

“Gawd, Jack; aren’t you? Look how hard you are! You want this every bit as much as I do! I can’t wait to watch you swing! C’mon, baby; dance for me!”

I hesitated. But it occurred to me she wasn’t about to untie my hands so I could get the noose off from around my throat. That’s when I thought I heard a car door slam.

“Fuck; he’s here!” Jessica gasped. “Now we’ll both get to watch you swing! Maybe he’ll fuck me while we watch you hang to death! Hell, maybe he’ll even suck your cock! He told me he’s a little bit bi, you know! Who knows how many guys he’s hanged and sucked in here!”

I didn’t know whether of not she was telling the truth. And I wasn’t sure if I wanted Brad to watch me hang. I certainly didn’t want them fucking while I was alive and kicking. So I stepped off.

The fall caught me by surprise. Being jerked to a stop by the noose shocked me even more. That’s when my cock rigidly stood upright, the stiffest it had ever been. I suppose that’s because I was strangling to death.

My feet were less than six inches off the ground. My toes wriggled as I tried to reach it. But I just couldn’t get there.

Jessica went crazy. Then she started masturbating. She fairly swooned as my cock twitched and jumped from the noose constricting tightly around my throat.


She really gasped for breath. Then I couldn’t keep my body still any longer. I began kicking and swinging as I fought to get air down my constricted windpipe.

Jessica loved it. “You look great, Jack!” But I didn’t feel so great.

She sort of paused from what she was doing to clutch at her chest as she panted, “Fuck yeah-fuck yeah-fuck yeah!” That’s when I began to twist and shimmy as I struggled for the smallest sliver of air. My cock was so hard that it hurt.


Jessica furiously masturbated as I kicked, humped and shimmied. “Fuck-fuck-fuck; that’s so fuckin’ HOT, Jack!” Then my cock went off, shooting a huge load into the air and onto the floor before some of it started trickling down the length of my shaft and off my balls. She went off a few seconds later with an orgasm of her own.

About that time, Brad opened the door. He let out a “Holy SHIT; not again?!” Then he came rushing up to me.

“Suck his cock; Brad, suck his cock!” But he wasn’t trying to suck my cock. Instead, he was trying to lift me up.

“Aww, don’t do that, Brad! He wants to hang! Suck his cock!”

“Damn you, Jessica! Help me get him down!”

“But he wants to hang!”

“Get over here and help me, you bitch!”

“Aww, you’re no fun!”

Things got kinda hazy after that. I caught snippets of words and phrases as Brad tried to get me down while Jessica tried to discourage him. I was sure I wasn’t gonna make it.

I’m not entirely certain how I went from hanging naked to sitting in Jessica’s chair while still in my birthday suit, coughing up a storm while rubbing my throat. But I do remember Brad forcibly getting Jessica up onto that stool while she was still naked.

She kept protesting, telling him I’d volunteered. When Brad didn’t believe her, she told him we’d been playing “draw the joker”. She kept trying to convince him to put me back in the noose and finish me off as he used the rope she’d used on my wrists to tie her wrists together behind her back.

“You mean like Greg?” he told her as he stood right in front of her.

“I told you he volunteered, Brad!

“Sure he did. I had quite a mess to clean up that day.” Then he came over to me and asked, “You ok, Jack?”

I nodded as I told him, “I think so.” Then I gave him a funny look as I asked, “She’s done this before?”

“I got up here too late to save Greg.”

Jessica indignantly blurted out, “You should have sucked his cock too!”

“She’s crazy,” I told him as I shook my head.

“I know she’s crazy, Jack.”

“You guys just gonna leave me standing up here?”

By now, I was getting embarrassed sitting there naked in front of him. At least Jessica was just as naked, standing on that stool except for her heels. “I’ll go get my clothes and get out of here,” I told him. “I’ll leave you here to deal with that crazy bitch. I should have known she wasn’t gonna hang if she drew the joker.”

He put a hand up to stop me before I could stand up. “Just a minute, Jack.” Then he found the deck of cards lying on the floor.

He picked up the joker. Then he tossed it at Jessica. “Well, look at what you just drew. Isn’t this your lucky day!”

Her eyes flew open in shock. “Brad; you wouldn’t!” Then he walked up and very dramatically kicked the stool out from underneath her.

She dropped to the end of the rope. Then her legs started pedaling as she rasped for breath. A moment later, she was kicking and wriggling and shimmying like crazy.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Yet there she was: kicking and humping as she fought that noose. A moment later she began shimmying so wildly that it looked like she was fucking the air right in front of her.

Brad stood off to one side, appreciatively watching her. I was glad his back was mostly to me, because my cock got hard as a rock as I saw her suffer in the noose. When she squirted her orgasm, I shamefully shot a small load out of my dick.

Brad suddenly called out, “Help me get her down, Jack.” So I instinctively jumped up to lend him my assistance. After all, he’d saved my life.

We got her down before she received any lasting damage. But I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted to fuck. And it wasn’t me she wanted.

I excused myself before going over to retrieve my clothes. I got dressed in what must have been record time for me. Then I gave them both a dismissive wave as I told him, “She’s all yours, Brad.”

I got into my car, wondering if I had imagined the whole damn thing. But my neck was sore, and I had a distinct mark around it that would be hard to cover up for a while. I told myself I was damn lucky, and that I had to be careful who I chose to date next time.

3/31/25 Inspired by the two renders I found on the internet.

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Four minutes for free 4 (30)

Posted on November 10, 2025 by riwa

It was Monday night when she showed up. Paul was in the process of locking up the indoor pool for the night. So he simply told her, “I’m sorry, but we’re closed.”

She was apologetic. “I know it’s late. But I just got off from work. I’d really like to get in a quick swim if I could.”

“Sorry. It’s late, and I want to get home.”

“Please? I can make it worth your while.”

Paul looked at her carefully. “How can you make it worth my while?”

She smiled coyly. “I, uh… I’m sure we can work something out.”

Paul considered it for a moment. Then he told her, “Twenty bucks; twenty minutes.”

She was shocked. “Twenty bucks?? But the price for a swim is only $8.50!”

“That’s the price for keeping me away from home this late at night. I should charge you more.”

“Ok – ok.” Then she reached into her purse and pulled out a card. “Do you take VISA?”

“Off the books. Cash only.”

She scowled at him. Then she grudgingly reached in, found a $20 bill, and tossed it at him. “Here, take it!”

He took it as he told her, “You’re not very appreciative for a woman getting in a swim after hours.”

She thought about cursing him out. But she didn’t want to risk alienating him which might cause him to throw her out. So she bit off her reply before heading to the locker room to change.

—

He timed her as she swam her laps in a blue one-piece print, matching swimcap and goggles. Then he called out “TIME!” She swam to the edge of the pool and got out.

“I suppose I should be grateful,” she muttered under her breath as she headed for the locker room to change.

“I suppose you should,” he muttered when she was out of earshot.

—

Three days later, she was back. And once again, she arrived right at closing time.

Paul gave her an exasperated look. “Again?”

“I’m sorry. Would you let me in for a quick swim?”

He frowned at her. In response, she dutifully reached into her purse and pulled out a twenty. He hesitated before accepting it.

“Thank you,” she told him as she headed for the locker room, deciding gratitude would get her further than anger and resentment.

She got in her swim, wearing her same outfit from last time. Once again, he called out “TIME!” at twenty minutes. So she dutifully got out of the water.

He handed her a towel as she climbed out. “Thank you,” she told him in an appreciative tone.

“Don’t mention it,” he replied. She went and changed in the locker room. But she decided not to delay him any further by taking a long shower before getting back into her street clothes.

—

She was back the following Monday, late as usual. She had a twenty in her hand and a hopeful expression in her eyes. He scowled at her as he reluctantly accepted it. She thanked him before rushing off to change.

She got in her swim as he watched her. Twenty minutes later, he called out, “Time!” She finished her lap before going over to the side of the pool to climb out.

Paul was waiting there with a towel as she reached the ladder. He grudgingly asked her, “Do you always plan on showing up like this after closing time?”

She retorted, “Do you always plan on charging me a twenty each time I try to get in a swim?”

“You always show up right at closing time. I should just send you packing.”

She lowered her head, realizing he was being nicer to her than he needed to be. “I’m sorry,” she replied apologetically. “You want to go home and I don’t blame you. I’m appreciative; really I am.”

He surprised her by suddenly holding up her twenty. “You want this back?”

She brightened considerably. “You… you mean it?”

“All you have to do is hold your breath four minutes.”

“Four minutes? Are you insane??”

“It’s strictly up to you. You wanna try one? Or do you wanna get out out of there, get dressed, and go home now?”

She thought about it for a second. Then she shrugged her shoulders. “Hell; why not? I’m game.”

She took a deep breath and submerged for him. She went down until she held onto the bottom of the ladder in her one-piece, swimcap and goggles. Paul just stood on the side of the pool as he timed her.

She finally came back up, panting quietly for breath. Then she looked up at him expectantly. “Forty-nine seconds,” he told her with a shake of his head. “Time to get out of the pool and get dressed.”

He didn’t offer to give her back her twenty. She just waved at him dismissively. “Keep it,” she told him as she climbed out of the water, accepting the towel he offered before heading for the locker room to change.

—

She was back on Thursday night. And she was late… again. When he scowled at her, she put the twenty on the counter with a “Please?” Paul frowned before he nodded for her to go ahead and change.

In the locker room, she quickly got into her outfit. Then she went out and got into the water. She swam for twenty minutes until she saw Paul waiting at the pool ladder with his watch and her twenty.

He smiled as he held both up for her to see. She didn’t even have to guess what he was suggesting. At least he was offering to give her the twenty back.

She took three deep breaths. Then she submerged. She held onto the bottom rung of the ladder in the deep end and released a few bubbles as she held her breath.

She wasn’t certain how long she held it. But she was sure it was longer than last time. Paul confirmed it when she finally surfaced, gasping loudly for breath.

“Minute twenty-eight. That’s an improvement. But you don’t get to have this back” and he waved her twenty at her.

“Keep it,” she told him with a sly smile as she climbed the ladder out of the pool. “Maybe I’ll work on my breath-holding for next time.”

—

She was back on Monday. Paul was sitting behind the counter reading a magazine as though he wasn’t even going to stop her. She placed a twenty down on the counter top before heading off to change.

She swam for twenty minutes before Paul showed up at the ladder in the shallow end and told her that her time was up. She swam over to the side of the pool and smiled. Then she asked, “You gonna offer me my twenty back?”

“I was thinking it might take a little more than holding your breath this time.”

She gave him a sly smile. “Oh really? Just what did you have in mind?”

“You look like you need a little distraction while you’re underwater holding your breath.”

“Got any suggestions?”

Paul smiled at her as he asked, “How about putting your money where your mouth is?”

She noticed the growing bulge in his crotch. She gave him a sly smile as she told him, “My mouth? Does this mean you won’t be wearing those speedos?”

Paul smiled back as he shook his head, “Correct. No speedos in the water for me.”

She thought about it for a moment. What did she have to lose? After all, he was kind of handsome. And he WAS letting her swim late, which was keeping him from going home for the night.

“Let’s see what you got,” she finally told him with a knowing wink.

Paul pulled his speedos down, revealing a stiffening erection. She licked her lips as he got into the water with her while still wearing his white tank top. Then he got his watch ready.

She reached out and stroked him a little as she took deep breaths to prepare herself. Then she sharply inhaled before submerging. That’s when she told herself this might be kind of fun.

She took him between her lips and started sucking. It was a nice distraction while holding her breath. What’s more, it was a sexy task to perform while she was attempting to reach four minutes.

She worked on taking him deeper and deeper, letting him fill her mouth. She glubbed up bubbles as he hit the back of her throat. It gave her an added thrill.

She pushed herself as her lungs began to strain. She cupped his balls as she sucked him faster. Then she came off his cock and shot up to the surface, gasping like crazy.

“Minute forty-nine. Not bad. But no twenty for you tonight.”

“Then no more sucky-sucky for you tonight,” she laughed playfully as she climbed the ladder out of the pool. “Besides, I have to let you get home.”

“Blue-baller!” She just laughed as she gathered up the towel sitting by the side of the pool before heading to the locker room.

—

She was back again on Thursday night. Paul didn’t know why he kept letting her swim late. The twenties were chump change. Maybe he should stop after tonight.

She did her laps in her blue print, matching swimcap and goggles. Paul stopped her at twenty minutes. Then she swam over to the ladder before asking, “You gonna get in the water and give me another shot at getting my twenty back?”

“You gonna leave me stiff and wanting tonight?”

She just laughed. “We’ll see.”

He got out of his speedos and got into the water while still in his white tank top. She drooled at the sight of his cock. She had no idea why she kept doing this. But it sure as hell was a lot of fun.

Paul timed her as she submerged. She went right to work sucking on his meaty pole. Bubbles came out out past her lips as she cupped his balls. This time, she wanted his load.

She really worked on his erection, giving it everything she had. She pushed herself while holding her breath. She’d been getting better lately. Besides, she wasn’t about to tell him she’d been practicing at home in her bathtub.

She felt herself starting to run out of breath. So she redoubled her efforts, eager to get him off. She glubbed up bubbles as her chest heaved, her stomach rippling.

She finally shot up, gasping loudly for breath. “Two thirty-eight,” he announced. “Impressive, but no twenty for you tonight. Now get back down there and finish up.”

He abruptly pushed down on her head, forcing her back under in a flurry of bubbles. She hadn’t quite gotten a full breath. But she dutifully took his cock back into her mouth.

She eagerly sucked him, anxiously bobbing up and down until she finally got the load she wanted. It didn’t take long, so Paul willingly let her go once he got his release. She came up gasping and coughing before giving him a naughty grin.

“Not letting me get out of the water this time without getting you off tonight; eh?”

“Not this time.,” he replied with a smile.

“Fair enough.” Then she climbed out of the pool and headed for the locker room.

—

She arrived the next Monday just as he was getting ready to lock the door. “Please?” she panted after rushing up from the parking lot, a twenty in her hand.

He appeared to think about it before accepting it. “Thanks!” she panted happily. Then she rushed off to the locker room.

She got into the pool and did her laps in her usual outfit. But before her twenty minutes were up, she invited Paul into the water right there in the shallow end without his speedos. “I need a little practice,” she told him with a sly grin.

She got a deep breath. Then she submerged with a burble. She latched onto his cock and immediately started working it with her mouth.

She took her time, enjoying the taste and texture as she held her breath. The occasional bubble trickled out of her nose or past the seal her lips made around his erection. It was crazy paying him for this when it felt like it should be the other way around. At least he was letting her get in some late-night swims.

She didn’t try to get him off like last time. After all, this was just the practice round. She had something special in mind for her official breath-hold. But she had a funny feeling he was going to agree to it.

She came up gasping for breath. Paul checked his watch. “You broke three minutes,” he told her admiringly. “Three eighteen; not bad at all.”

“Would you be willing to let me try one more?” she asked with a sly smile. “I have something else I want to try. I think it will help distract me even more.”

Now she had Paul curious. “Oh?” he replied. “What’s that?”

She smiled as she whispered it into her ear. He looked at her in surprise. “You’re joking; right?”

“Can’t leave you with blue balls now, can I?”

“Ok. I’ll give you one more try at a breath-hold. But just one.”

“Thanks!”

She took long, deep breaths to prepare herself. Then she inhaled deeply. A moment later, she submerged.

She went down and grabbed the bottom rung of the ladder. She was deep enough for her head to remain submerged. That’s when Paul came up behind her, his head above the surface.

He split her legs apart before pulling her suit aside. Then he slowly pushed his erection into her. She moaned and bubbled over how good it felt.

Paul took his time thrusting in and out of her. Never in a thousand years had he ever expected things to end up like this! He didn’t know whether she was crazy, he was crazy, or if they both were!

She focused on the sensation of his cock going in and out of her while she held her breath. This was way more fun than simply holding onto the ladder with bulging cheek! Hell, it was even better than sucking his cock underwater! Besides, it was her turn to get some pleasure for a change!

She grunted and bubbled as she pushed back against him, eager to take his dick all the way inside her. She held her breath as he thrust in and out of her. But she wasn’t really thinking about trying to hold her breath for the full four minutes.

Oh sure; it would be nice to get her twenty back. But this was so much more enjoyable. She had no idea how things had progressed to the point where they were now fucking each other in the pool. But she sure was glad it was happening.

She felt the strain start to build in her lungs. How long could she hold her breath? To be honest, she was kind of enjoying being fucked underwater.

Her lungs heaved until she shot her head up out of the water. She gasped like crazy as she panted for breath. “You almost made it to three-thirty,” he told her. “Now I’m going to enjoy my release before I let you out of here.”

Instinctively, she inhaled deeply, sensing it was going to be like last time. Sure enough, he pushed her head under. Then he really started fucking her.

Her body rocked as he pounded her from behind. But she hadn’t gotten a good enough breath. She sure hoped he wasn’t going to drown her!

He suddenly drove his cock deep inside her. A moment later, she felt his hot seed pumping into her quivering body. It was so arousing that she clenched and shuddered from an orgasm of her own.

Paul let go of her head. She came up gasping for breath. Then he slipped out of her.

She adjusted her suit back into place. She was panting as she told him, “I guess that means no twenty for me tonight. At least I got a nice little release out of the deal.” Then she climbed the ladder, picked up the nearby towel Paul must have left for her, and headed off to the locker room.

—

She was late that Thursday night. Paul almost locked up, figuring she wasn’t going to show. That’s when she came rushing in from the parking lot.

“Had to stay a little late,” she breathlessly told him, a twenty in her hand. “Sorry about that.”

“You almost didn’t make it in time,” he told her, accepting the twenty.

“Thanks for staying open for me.” Then she hurried off to the locker room to change.

Paul watched her as she swam her laps. He kept checking his watch to keep track of the time. Then she stopped.

He thought she was getting out of the pool. Instead, she came over to the ladder, took a deep breath and submerged. Paul took note of the time on his watch.

Her first time up came at two twenty-five. Paul told her the time. She caught her breath, inhaled deeply, and then went back down for a second time.

“Two forty-seven!” he declared when she came up again, panting like crazy.

“Damn!” she panted. Then she filled her lungs before trying a third one.

Paul watched her as she held her breath, the occasional bubble coming to the surface. She was staying down longer and longer. That’s when he began to wonder if she was going to make four minutes this time. He would have to return her twenty if she did.

She came up panting like crazy. “Three eighteen,” he told her. “You’re starting to break three minutes pretty regularly now.

She gave him a coy look. Then she motioned at him with her finger in a come-hither gesture. Paul shed his speedos before getting into the water with her.

She went to work sucking on his erection. She took her time, enjoying the taste, the flavor and the way it twitched between her lips. She did everything she could think of to forget about trying to hold her breath.

“Three twenty-seven,” he told her when she came up for a breath. “Not bad at all. Now assume the position.”

She eagerly took several deep breaths before submerging. She went down and grabbed onto the pool ladder. That’s when Paul pulled her suit aside before slowly entering her.

She trembled as his cock filled her. Then he started thrusting. She pushed back against him, relishing the sensation of having his dick inside her.

This was crazy: coming late and giving him a twenty, swimming her laps, and then fucking him while trying to hold her breath to get her twenty back. It was strange the way life turned out sometimes. But she was having an incredible amount of fun with him. And as long as he didn’t mind and was willing to stay late, why not take advantage of the situation.

He thrust nice and slow. Then he started picking up the pace. Was that to let her know she was getting close to four minutes? Or was it because he was horny and wanted to give her another deposit?

She clenched as he thrust in and out of her. Why did it feel so good fucking underwater while holding her breath? Maybe she should make him do it with her next time. Why should she be the only one forced to hold her breath that long?

Her lungs screamed at her as her stomach rippled. Her chest heaved until she shot up for a breath. She gasped like crazy, whimpering as he thrust harder and harder.

“Three thirty-nine. Now get your ass back down there!” Then he pushed down on her head, forcefully submerging her. That’s when he really started thrusting into her.

She let out a bubbly cry as she shuddered in orgasm, her muscles furiously clenching around his dick. Then she felt him stiffen inside her. A moment later, she felt him empty his balls into her womanhood, causing her to shudder again in climax.

He let her up until she came up panting like crazy. “No twenty for you tonight,” he told her with a wry smile.

“That’s ok,” she panted tiredly as she grabbed onto the metal ladder. “I’ll take the orgasms; thank you very much.” Then she climbed out of the water, grabbed the towel he’d left for her, and headed off to the locker room.

—

She was back on Monday night, feeling incredibly frisky. She even showed up a few minutes before closing time. She still gave Paul a twenty before heading off to the locker room, knowing she planned on staying well after closing.

She was in the pool doing her laps when Paul came over after locking up. He watched her swim back and forth, admiring her form. She finally stopped in the deep end, catching her breath.

She saw Paul watching her with a smile. She smiled back and took a deep breath. Then she submerged in the deep end. Paul had to walk all the way over to her, having expected her to swim back to the shallow end of the pool.

He timed her as she clung to the ladder at the bottom of the pool. He was impressed with her decision to try this in deeper water. She was certainly improving.

She was down quite a while before she came up to the surface, chasing the bubbles she released. Paul checked his watch as she got her breath back. “Two fifty-one,” he said with a smile. “Not bad for your first time down.”

“Just wait,” she told him with a grin. Then she filled her lungs before going back down.

He watched as she stayed down for quite a while. This time, she cleared three minutes with time to spare. She slowly came up, her chest heaving, until she burst up panting loudly for breath.

“Three twenty-one,” he told her admiringly. “Not bad at all.”

She smiled as she gave him that come-hither finger. “What about you?” she asked. “How long can you hold YOUR breath?”

“Let’s find out,” he told her as he shed his speedos.

Paul jumped right in with her. Then he surfaced and started breathing deeply. She matched him as the two grinned at each other, taking deep breaths in unison.

“One…. Two… three!” Then they inhaled deeply. A moment later they submerged, making their way down the rungs of the ladder.

Paul bottomed out while standing on his feet. She immediately knelt before taking him into her mouth and sucking. That’s when it occurred to him he didn’t even know her name after all those visits!

She sucked and bubbled, taking her time while making him feel good. She licked his shaft and cupped his balls while enjoying holding her breath with him.

They were past two minutes when he began blinking his eyes. Then he disengaged and headed for the surface. She followed him up until they were panting together up at the surface.

“What happened?” she wanted to know. “I could have gone longer!”

“Chlorine in my eyes,” he told her as he climbed out of the pool. “Let me get a set of goggles. I’ll be right back.”

She took a deep breath and submerged. She went all the way down, holding her breath. Then she began rubbing her crotch while cupping her breast.

It felt good. Hell, she could do this all night! Why hadn’t she thought of this before?

When she surfaced, she saw Paul standing there watching her, a set of blue goggles on his face that matched hers. “That looked like fun,” he told her with a smile. “Want something a little bigger to play with?”

“I though you’d never ask,” she replied with a grin.

Paul jumped into the water with her. Then they took deep breaths before submerging to the bottom. Once again, Paul ended up standing on the pool floor while she knelt as she took his cock between her lips.

This time she caressed herself while she sucked his meaty pole. The sensations felt wonderful. Her pussy tingled as her nipples protruded through her one-piece.

They were down a long time. This time, Paul showed no sign of slowing down. That’s when her lungs began to strain once more.

Her cheeks bulged as she tried to outlast him. A moment later she gave up, shooting up toward the surface. Paul bubbled as he followed her up.

“Damn!” she panted tiredly. “Just how long CAN you hold your breath?”

“Why don’t I show you,” he replied with a knowing grin.

She breathed deeply with him, suspecting they were going to be down a really long time. Then she counted to three. That’s when they submerged.

They went all the way to the bottom. But she wasn’t given time to grab onto the bottom rung of the ladder. Paul pulled her suit aside before slowly entering her from behind.

She bubbled as she looped an arm around the ladder. Damn! This was even better than fucking in the shallow end! But how long would she be able to keep up with him?

He rubbed her crotch as he slowly thrust up inside her. Damn! This felt better than the last time they’d fucked underwater! They were going to have to do this more often!

She tried to pace herself. But Paul was giving her swollen nub a wicked tease as she rode him. She groped her breast as she grunted up a mouthful of bubbles.

Paul was taking his time. But she was staying right with him. However, the fact he was making her feel so good was using up the air in her lungs.

She grunted and bubbled as she rode him harder. She wanted him to cum, but then she kind of wanted him to wait. She had no idea why it felt so good!

Paul began thrusting harder and faster while rubbing her crotch. She moaned and bubbled as she rode him while losing her breath. Then she felt her chest starting to heave.

They both became frenzied as they fucked each other. There were grunts and bubbles until it felt like her lungs would be empty soon. Just how long could this bastard hold his damn breath??

Breathlessness made her lungs heave. It swelled within her until she clenched as she shuddered in orgasm. That’s when Paul emptied a huge load up into her.

She shuddered again at receiving his welcome load. Then she realized her lungs were empty. A moment later, they were both racing each other for the surface, spewing away the last of their breath.

They popped up panting like crazy. That’s when Paul checked his watch. “Four twenty-four,” he told her. “I guess I have to give you back your twenty.”

“Meet me at the counter,” she told him with a smile as she tiredly climbed out. “Only next time, I plan on beating you.”

“We’ll see about that,” he called out to her as she walked away with a towel in hand. She just laughed, her lady parts tingling with aftershocks.

5/24/25 Inspired by vidcaps from a JustPaul render.

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Guillotine Night at the Club 4.4 (34)

Posted on November 3, 2025 by riwa

It was guillotine night at the Club. Several of us guys who I worked with in construction pooled our resources. Then we drove over to the Club right after work.

The place was jumping when we got there. There were a few couples, of course. But mostly there were a lot of males looking to have a good time on a Friday night.

The sex rooms were all busy. It was rumored there was a porn star in each one. I couldn’t help wondering which of them would be taking the big risk up on the Entertainment stage.

My buddy Dwight was a little shy when it came to women. So I decided to take him under my wing. I told him we could team up on some girls for a while until he decided he wanted to fuck them one-on-one. He seemed agreeable to that.

There were so many guys coming and going that it was hard to get a girl for ourselves. But we finally got into a room. A girl named Christy was in there waiting for us.

She had lots of tattoos on her body. Her hair was cut kind of funny for my taste. But Dwight loved her black, high-heeled boots that climbed well up her thighs.

She was more than happy to take us both on. She wasted no time getting our cocks out and taking turns sucking on us. It didn’t take long for Dwight to lose his shyness.

We got her on her hands and knees. Then I fucked her from behind as she gave Dwight the blowjob of his life. He absolutely loved it.

After I came into her from behind, we switched places. She really worked my cock in her mouth as Dwight fucked her from behind. I told him if we were lucky we might pop her sensor and she might get beheaded later. She told us to go right ahead and try popping her sensor, as that’s what all the other guys were doing.

Dwight left a load deep inside her. Then we had to get dressed and leave. There were so many other guys wanting to fuck her that we couldn’t waste her time.

—

It wasn’t long until we got to see our first beheading of the night. The red glow in the ceiling indicated an execution was about to take place. So we hurried to the Entertainment stage.

I was surprised to see two naked girls being put into guillotines. Dwight was also astonished. “You mean they’re really going to behead someone tonight?”

“Sure looks like it,” I replied with enthusiasm.

In the red guillotine was some black-haired chick named Aletta. She was standing on her legs, bent over at the waist. Her arms were cuffed behind her back, her head sticking out through the lunette. Her luscious knockers hung down for everyone to see.

In the black guillotine was some blonde chick named Rikki. She was bent over the same way, although her boobs weren’t as big as Aletta’s. I thought she had a youthful look about her.

A couple of men paid for the privilege of fucking them. They went up onstage and got behind the girl of their choice. That’s when they pulled out their cocks and started thrusting as the attendant began placing bets over at the roulette wheel.

I could tell Aletta was getting it up the ass, while Rikki was having her pussy pounded. Both girls moaned up a storm. The attendant cheerfully warned the guys not to cum too soon.

She finished taking all the bets from around her table. She turned and wished both ladies good luck. Then she spun the wheel before rolling the marble.

I didn’t see anyone standing by, ready to trip either guillotine. So I wondered if it was going to be done automatically. Dwight still couldn’t believe they were really going to behead one of them.

Everyone in the room cheered for their favorite. But I couldn’t tell if they were cheering for a beheading or for a survival. Maybe it was a little bit of both.

The marble slowed down. Then it began hopping around, looking for a place to land. There was a monitor up in the ceiling where we could all watch the wheel and the outcome.

“14 red!” the attendant finally called out when the marble settled into a slot. “The Club pays 14 Red!”

Aletta’s blade suddenly came rushing down. She barely had time to let out a cry. Then her head just dropped into the waiting basket.

With her upper support gone, she all but crumpled onto the stage. Blood spurted copiously out of her severed neck as her naked body spasmed and convulsed. The guy fucking her must have been in the middle of cumming because his cock slid right out until he was spurting all over her shuddering corpse as the whole room cheered.

Rikki clearly got a load the moment Aletta lost her head. She looked a little dazed as the attendant at the wheel went up and released her from the cuffs and the guillotine. She got a cheer and a standing ovation as she waved and smiled weakly at the crowd.

—

After the beheading, we went to the lounge to get drinks. Dwight told me he hadn’t expected what we’d just witnessed. But he admitted it had aroused him more than he thought possible.

He said he wanted to try another girl in another sex room. We checked all the monitors, but all the rooms were busy. Were we even going to get the chance to fuck another girl?

I asked him if he wanted to fly solo, or if he wanted to go with me. He said it might be better if we stayed together a little while longer. Besides, most of the rooms had more than one guy inside, which seemed to be keeping all the girls busy.

We saw a couple rooms where it looked like guys were waiting their turn. I asked Dwight if there was a girl he liked. Maybe we could go into her room and wait for her.

He picked one out. Then we headed to her room. I used my pager to get us inside.

Her name was Shawna. She was in the middle of taking on three guys at once. “Pull up a seat, guys,” she told us with an eager smile once she saw us. “I’ll be with you in a jiffy.”

She got the guys to finish up inside her. Then she called us over while they were getting dressed. She didn’t waste any time with foreplay, choosing to quickly suck our cocks in order to get us hard.

She hungrily sucked my cock as she rode Dwight. He eagerly fucked her pussy until she breathlessly gasped, “Trying to pop my sensor; are we, boys?” Dwight didn’t reply. He just kept ramming her hard and deep until he shot a load inside her.

I was tempted to fuck her anally. But the idea of popping her sensor really appealed to me. So I fucked her cunt from behind as she gobbled Dwight down until we both shot more loads into her. But there was no time to stick around for any idle chitchat, as there were a couple of guys in the room who were waiting to enjoy her favors.

—

It was about 8pm when the red glow in the ceiling came on. “Another one?” Dwight asked in astonishment.

“Looks like they’re doing one every hour,” I replied. The last one we’d watched was around 7pm.

When we got to the Entertainment stage, we saw that two more girls had been put into the guillotines. Again, they stood upright, bent over at the waist so they could put their necks into the lunette. That way, the guys could once again fuck them from behind.

The girl they put into the red guillotine was named Harmony, and was a buxom beauty. Her tattoos weren’t all that heavy upon her naked body. She actually seemed quite willing and eager to risk it all.

The one who went into the black guillotine was named Kitana. She was a dirty blonde with big boobs and clear heels. She truly looked and acted like a porn star.

The attendant finished cuffing their wrists behind their backs like the last two. Next, a couple of guys paid for the privilege of fucking each one. “What do you think?” I asked Dwight as we watched the males go up onto the stage and whip out their dicks. “Would you want to fuck one locked into a guillotine?”

“I don’t know,” he mused thoughtfully. “I might.” He certainly seemed to be thawing out from his shyness.

The attendant went back down to her wheel and began taking bets as the guys got started fucking the two girls locked into their guillotines. They grunted and moaned as their tits swayed. I couldn’t help wondering what the ladies were thinking.

Were they doing this because they had no choice? Was it because they had no money? Had they been offered a lot of dough if they survived the evening? Or were they doing this simply for the thrill?

The attendant gave the guys plenty of time to enjoy a good fuck before spinning the wheel as the spectators cheered for them. I had no idea which one to root for. But I was kind of hoping Kitana would lose her head. Maybe it was because her name was similar to the name of a sword.

The wheel was set in motion. Then the marble was rolled in the opposite direction. It got kind of exciting wondering who was going to lose her head.

Both guys suddenly grabbed onto the hips of the girl they were fucking. They must have remembered what had happened during the last beheading. Then the marble started bouncing around in the wheel.

Every head looked upward to watch the monitor that showed the wheel spinning. Then the marble landed in a slot. “31 black!” the attendant called out. “The Club pays 31 black.”

Kitana cried out, “Oh, shit; NOOO—-” Her cry was cut off as her blade swiftly dropped and bottomed out with a thunk. Then her head dropped unceremoniously into the basket.

Her upper torso instinctively rose upward as blood spurted out of her severed neck. The guy roared out his release as he tried to hold onto her hips. Then she collapsed onto the stage, causing him to slide out of her and spurt all over her naked, spasming body.

The audience roared its approval, cheering and applauding. In the other guillotine Harmony appeared to faint dead away. The guy fucking her roared his release inside her until she began to stir and moan. She was soon released.

I smiled as I turned toward Dwight. He just looked at me and panted, “I think I’m gonna fly solo for a while, buddy.” Then he abruptly left me standing there.

—

I went and got myself another drink. I ended up sitting at a table with three other guys. They all told me how exciting the stage show had been for them because they’d all fucked Kitana earlier that evening.

They considered it an honor having fucked a girl who’d ended up being beheaded. They’d even put in a bid on her head. I just smiled as I took another drink, thinking I hadn’t brought along nearly enough money to try to take a head home with me.

After a while, they asked me to join them. They were going to go fuck the survivor of the last round. So I went off with them to meet Harmony.

We had to wait for a little bit until it was our turn. Then all four of us took her on. She didn’t have an issue taking on so many of us at the same time.

I let her stroke and suck me as the guys went after her other holes. When they left, I stayed behind to enjoy a solo fuck. She was happy to take care of me one-on-one.

I wanted to fuck her solo because I wanted to ask her what it had felt like being in that guillotine next to Kitana. She told me it was both a terror and a thrill. She said she came so hard when the blade came down on Kitana that she must have blacked out.

I asked if she was nervous about the possibility of her sensor being popped. She said it was a risk she was willing to take. She admitted the orgasms were to die for.

I smiled as I told her that was an interesting choice of words. She just laughed. She said I probably shouldn’t expect much from a slut. Then she screamed for me to fuck her hard and pop her sensor. That’s when I left a deposit deep inside her cunt.

—

I tried to pace myself during the rest of my time at the Snuff Club. I didn’t want to burn out too fast. Besides, I didn’t know how much longer I was going to stick around. It was going to depend on how much credit I had left.

I was in the lounge when the ceiling began to glow at 9pm. I went to the Entertainment stage to see who was going to end up in the guillotines next. I didn’t see Dwight, but there were so many bodies in there that I probably missed him.

Imagine my surprise when I saw Christy up on the stage. Her arms had been cuffed behind her back like the others had been, although she was still wearing those boots. This time, I noticed her sensor was glowing red.

She was bent forward until her neck was fitted into the lunette. She looked numb as her boobs hung down. What; had she not anticipated having her pregnancy sensor go off like that?

I looked to see a blonde going into the red guillotine beside her. I was told her name was Cory. To my shock, her sensor had also popped.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you’re in for a double treat!” the attendant declared. “Two sensors have popped. Thus, we have a double-beheading for you tonight.” The room erupted in cheers.

Cory kept shaking her head as she was locked into her lunette, causing her boobs to hang down. She was breathing heavily. Both women seemed surprised their sensors had gone off.

“Ladies and gentlemen; your pagers please! This beheading will be a special lottery of our guests who have previously fucked our two lovely ladies. It was one of you whose seed popped their sensors. So one of you will get to take part in the beheadings up here on stage free of charge.”

The crowd cheered. But some spectators grumbled they would not get to be drawn as they had not fucked either girl yet. “Now check your pagers!” the attendant called out.

One lucky guy suddenly called out, “Me! I win!”

“C’mon up, sir!” the attendant waved at him with a smile. “You get to enjoy Cory one last time!” That’s when he eagerly strode to the stage.

“And now for the other one.” There was a pause. Then I heard a familiar voice call out, “Oh fuck; it’s me!”

I was jealous as hell to see Dwight go up onto the stage. The attendant congratulated him as he quickly got behind Christy and excitedly pulled out his dick. There was no shyness on his part whatsoever as he began fucking her right there in front of everyone.

The condemned women panted for breath as they grunted, moaned and whimpered. The attendant seemed to take a little bit longer for bets to be placed at her wheel. She eventually turned toward the two guys onstage and told them, “Hold onto your girls, gentlemen, as they’re both going to lose their heads.”

Dwight really fucked Christy as his partner pounded the shit out of Cory. It must have been something knowing the girl you were fucking was about to be beheaded. The crowd called out with impatient anticipation for them to get on with it.

“Ok, gentlemen,” the attendant warned them. “Get ready now.” Then she set the wheel in motion before rolling the marble in the opposite direction.

The crowd cheered for both women to lose their heads. Despite how many times I’d cum, my cock was hard again in my pants. This was incredibly exciting.

Dwight grabbed Christy’s cuffed wrists and held on tight. His companion did the same to Cory as the marble slowed. It bounced a couple of times before settling into a number…

“27 red! The club pays 27 red!”

Christy let out a plaintive cry as Cory screamed. Both blades fell as one. Both cries were cut off as both heads dropped into the waiting wicker baskets below.

The spectators cheered as Dwight pulled Christy upright. Her boobs wobbled as blood cascaded down her chest. Then he must have lost his grip because she collapsed onto the floor of the stage, hitching and convulsing. That’s when his cock came out and spurted the rest of his load all over her naked, spasming body.

Next to him, the other guy did a better job of hanging onto Cory. He kept her somewhat upright as he thrust deep inside her, blood covering her chest. She was bleeding out and spasming when he let her collapse onto the stage, his cum leaking out of her anal passage.

After zipping back up, Dwight happily came down off the stage to cheers and applause, having thoroughly enjoyed himself. He had a huge grin on his face. But I don’t think he even saw me as he proudly walked on by.

5/7/25

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Neighborhood drowning – an Angry Moon story 3.9 (28)

Posted on October 27, 2025 by riwa

This angry moon thing scared me. But it wasn’t just because the moon’s orbit was degrading and that it was eventually going to hit the earth. It’s because people were going crazy.

Society was breaking down. It seemed like lawlessness was the rule of the day. Scared people do crazy things.

It wasn’t long before I began hearing about incidents occurring in my neighborhood. One family was robbed, while another went on vacation and never came back. Rumor had it they were killed down in Mexico.

Fear overwhelmed me. So I made the decision to end myself like a lot of other people were doing. But I finally realized I just couldn’t go through with it on my own. I was going to need some help.

Bud lived two doors down. He had a pool in his backyard. I’d been in it a time or two during neighborhood barbecues.

A thought occurred to me. What if I went over, jumped into the deep end, sank to the bottom and never came up? But what if Bud was there and stopped me?

Another thought occurred to me. What if I just let Bud drown me?

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. Besides, I wasn’t sure whether or not he would even agree to it!

What pushed me over the edge was the day my neighbors the Ellison’s went out grocery shopping. They got shot in the parking lot, their groceries stolen. I began to worry I was going to be next.

One day, I waited until Bud got home. Then I walked over to his house. That’s when it occurred to me I might really be putting my life at risk.

What if he was lawless just like the others? What if he killed me during my visit? That’s when I decided it really didn’t matter. The end was going to be the same either way. Besides, I knew I was definitely going to die once the moon hit us.

I swallowed hard as I knocked on his door. He opened it up and smiled at me. “Good afternoon, Toni! C’mon in! I wasn’t expecting company today. But you’re more than welcome.”

I thanked him as I stepped inside. He closed the door behind me. Then he offered to pour me a drink. I gratefully accepted.

We were sitting in his living room with drinks in our hands when I got my courage up to broach the subject. “Bud? I kind of, uh… I kind of have a favor to ask.”

He smiled at me. “Anything for you, Toni; you know that.”

“Well, it’s kind of an unusual favor. It’s about this angry moon business. I was kind of thinking about, uh…” I hesitated, unsure how to put it to him.

“Yes?”

“Well, if you don’t mind my asking, I was kind of hoping you would help me, uh… help me drown myself.”

He calmly put his drink down. Then he looked me over carefully before replying, “That’s a pretty serious favor to ask of me, Toni.”

“You heard about the Ellisons, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I heard about that. They were a nice couple.” Then he sighed as he added, “Sadly, I think things are going to get much, much worse as the moon draws closer to us.”

“I do too,” I agreed. “That’s why I was wondering if you would, uh… would help to drown me in, uh… in your backyard pool.”

He paused for a moment. Then he told me, “You know how fond I am of you, Toni. But if you’re serious, I would consider it an honor you’d even think of asking me.”

I brightened up considerably at his attitude. “You mean you’ll do it?”

He leaned forward conspiratorially. “Can I let you in on a little secret, Toni?”

“Sure thing, Bud.”

“I’ve already drowned two of our neighbors.”

I was shocked. “You… you HAVE??”

“You remember Melissa Lichens from down the street; don’t you?”

“Yeah, I remember her.”

“Well, she came over and asked me to fuck-drown her. So I did. And Cindy Stoner? Well, she came over and sat in my lap underwater impaled on my cock until she inhaled water and drowned.”

I was astonished. “Wait a minute, Bud! You mean you actually had SEX with them while you were drowning them??”

“It was their idea, Toni; it wasn’t mine. But I must admit: I sure enjoyed myself.”

I blinked as I thought about it for a moment. Than I stammered, “They’re, uh… they’re not in your pool right now, are they?”

He shook his head as he chuckled, “No; of course not. I got rid of their bodies. They didn’t care what happened to them afterwards. Besides, you know there are not that many formal burials these days. Bodies are turning up everywhere.”

“Yeah, they are,” I agreed. “I guess that’s kind of why I came to you. I was thinking about going out on my own terms; you know?”

“I hear you, Toni.”

I suddenly found myself breathing heavily at this new information about Bud and our neighbors. I also found myself becoming strangely aroused. Would he want to… what did he call it? Would he want to fuck-drown me too??

“Uh, Bud?”

“Yeah, Toni?”

“Would you like to, uh… to fuck me while I’m drowning?”

“That’s entirely up to you, Toni. I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t enjoy myself. There’s something about fucking and drowning someone that is perversely exciting to me. But I can do a simple drowning for you if that’s what you want.”

I blinked as I stared at him, my heart suddenly racing. “No, Bud; that’s not what I want. I think I, uh… I think I kind of want to go out the way Melissa and Cindy did.”

He smiled at me in a way I hadn’t seen him look at me before. It was kind of lustful. All I know is that it gave me an erotic shudder something fierce.

“I’d be happy to, Toni. So when do you want this to happen?”

I thought it over for a moment or two. Then I made a decision. “Uh… would right now be ok? Maybe we should get it over with before I chicken out.”

He smiled at me as he replied, “Anything you say, Toni.”

—

We undressed in his backyard. I was modest at first. Then I asked myself what did it matter? I was going to get nude for him anyway.

I jumped naked into his pool in the deep end. He jumped in with me. Then we proceeded to do a little skinny-dipping together.

Right away, I saw his cock get hard. It was a little surprising at first. But it made me feel desired, and I guess I kind of liked that.

He was a total gentleman about it… although I don’t know how one can be gentlemanly when one’s about to drown one’s neighbor. He was very considerate of my feelings. So I decided I should give him something in return.

I started out by sucking his cock as he sat on the side of the pool. It wasn’t all that hard for me to do, as I was kind of fond of Bud anyway and I had a bit of a crush on him. It sure made me feel good the way he twitched in my mouth.

It occurred to me I was going to be underwater soon, and that I would not be coming back up. So I got him to get back into the water with me. Then I held my breath as I submerged and sucked his dick, releasing the occasional bubble.

He really twitched and jerked in my mouth. That really turned me on. But I couldn’t hold my breath very long.

It was a little embarrassing the way I had to keep coming up for air. But I kept at it. Eventually I got to where I could hold my breath for about two minutes or so.

Bud offered to return the favor. That’s when he had me float on my back as he ate me out, licking and bubbling into my crotch. His tongue was heavenly; it felt so good that it made me shudder in orgasm.

Cumming like that really loosened me up. So I asked him to lick me while I was floating face down. In the back of my mind I was considering drowning that way.

He licked me as I floated face down while holding my breath. It felt incredible. The idea he was eventually going to drown me really added to the experience, and I popped off again with a breathless orgasm.

I came up gasping for breath. He smiled at me as he told me he’d been dreaming of this moment for quite a while now. “What moment is that?” I asked naively.

“Making you cum underwater while you’re holding your breath.” That really made me feel good inside.

I told him I was ready to try fucking underwater. He said he’d make it easy on me. We would fuck in the shallow end. That way, I could get my head up anytime I desired.

I took a breath as he slid into me from behind. Then I submerged and held my breath. Wow; what a rush!

I’m not sure why it felt so good. I think it was mostly due to being forced to hold my breath. But I was allowed to bring my head up to get all the air I wanted before going back down and holding my breath again.

When my orgasm hit, everything kind of blurred on me. I felt pleasure from head to toe. When I came up gasping, I almost collapsed back down below the surface.

“How was that?” Bud wanted to know as he held me upright.

“Heavenly,” I purred. “No wonder Melissa and Cindy wanted to go out this way. Only…”

“Only what, Toni?”

“I’m kinda nervous about what drowning is gonna feel like.”

“You’ll get water down your throat,” he explained. “Your first instinct will be to cough and inhale. Your second instinct will be to want to get your head back up.”

“I don’t know,” I murmured, nervously shaking my head.

“Tell you what. Why don’t you inhale whenever you’re ready?”

I thought it over before telling him, “Could I really do that, Bud?”

“Sure thing, Toni. I promise not to hold you down and force you.”

This helped put me at ease. “So you won’t drown me yet, especially if I’m not sure about it, Bud?”

“You just take your time, Toni. I’m just glad you came over here and asked me to help you do this. You don’t have to go through with it if you don’t want to.”

I took a deep breath. Then I told him, “Let me see what happens; ok, Bud?”

“Sure thing, Toni.”

He entered me from behind. Then I lowered my head down into the water. He gave me a gentle fucking until my body felt wonderful as I held my breath again.

I wondered if it was time to finally get on with it. Besides, Bud was being so patient with me. He wasn’t acting the least bit aggressive or forceful.

I was feeling really good when I tried opening my mouth and inhaling. Instantly I got water down my throat. It made me shoot my head right up until I came up coughing like crazy.

“You ok, Toni?” he asked. I could still feel his cock inside me.

“I *cough-cough* wasn’t expecting that.”

“Nobody expects that,” he chuckled.

I took a deep breath to shake it off. Then I told him, “Let me, uh… let me try it again; ok, Bud? I really, uh… I really want to make this work.”

“Sure thing, Toni; anything you say.”

I smiled bashfully as I told him, “You sure feel good inside me, Bud.”

“Thanks, Toni. I’m certainly enjoying myself.”

I laughed nervously as I coughed a time or two. Then I submerged to hold my breath again.

Bud thrust in and out as I kept myself submerged for as long as I could. It felt incredible! I made myself stay down for what felt like a really long time.

It swelled within me until it exploded outward in a flush of pleasure. Then my lungs heaved in my chest. That’s when I let my mouth open a little bit, only to swallow water again.

Instinctively, I rose back up, coughing like crazy once more. Bud showed concern again as he asked, “You ok, Toni?”

“Yeah, Bud,” I replied with a cough and a gasp.

I hated to make him force me. But I certainly wasn’t getting anywhere on my own. So I hesitantly told him, “Uh… maybe you’d better, uh… push down on my body to keep me under.”

He was still somewhat hesitant. “What if you want back up at the last minute?”

“I don’t know, Bud. How about if I, uh… how about if I shake my head… like this.”

I shook it for him. He told me that would be our signal to let me back up. I apologized for being so skittish about drowning. He just laughed.

He pushed me down and went back to fucking me. This time, it felt different the way he was thrusting in and out of me. Something kind of changed… like I was his property to enjoy and then discard.

He pulled me up and allowed me to gasp loudly for breath. Then he pushed me right back down. I hadn’t counted on that. But it sure gave me an erotic thrill.

He fucked me harder until I started bubbling. Then he pulled me up and let me gasp for breath. “You ok, Toni?” he asked solicitously.

“I’m fine!” I panted. “Push me back down, Bud; ok?”

It was a little nerve-wracking. But to be honest, I was kind of enjoying it a little. I think it was adding to the thrill and sexual excitement of the moment.

He pushed me back down. Then he pounded me good and hard. I bubbled like crazy as he fucked pleasure into my throbbing love-box.

I soon felt myself running out of breath. So I shook my head. But Bud didn’t let me back up the way I was expecting.

I started to panic, and I shook my head even harder. He really fucked me until I cried out. Then he pulled my head up out of the water.

I gasped madly for breath, only for him to push me right back down. Then he fucked me like a man possessed. I was sure he was going to drown me!

I panicked as I cried out a froth of bubbles. Then I felt his hot load inside me. That’s when I clenched and shuddered.

I weakly shook my head. That’s when Bud pulled me back up until he slid out of me. I came up gasping like crazy.

“You ok, Toni?”

I coughed before sputtering, “I thought… you were really gonna… DROWN me!”

“You gave me the signal more than once, so I didn’t.” Then he paused before telling me, “I really don’t think you want to drown today, Toni.”

I winced at the truth of his words before telling him, “Maybe you’re right, Bud. I guess I’m not sure that I want to.”

At that moment, we both heard some sort of boom that echoed from about five miles away. I let out a cry of alarm as I embraced him in fear. Bud instantly wrapped his arms protectively around me, holding me tight.

For some reason, the explosion terrified me more than the threat of Bud drowning me. But I knew I wasn’t going to be able to drown myself… not like this anyway. My body was simply going to fight instinctively every step of the way.

I took a deep breath. Then I looked him in the eye as I hesitantly said, “Bud?”

“Yeah, Toni?”

“I, uh… I think I still want to drown. But I think you’re gonna have to help me.”

“What have you got in mind, Toni?”

“I don’t really know, Bud.”

I looked around his backyard. That’s when I saw several coils of nylon. I pointed them out as I told him, “Bud? What’s all that rope for?”

“I used it on Melissa and Cindy, Toni. Like you, they were afraid they were going to put up too much of a struggle. And I was acting like I am with you right now to the point where they were concerned I might not drown them after all. So they made me tie them up and forcibly fuck-drown them.”

I inhaled sharply as I stepped back from him. “You, uh… you forcibly drowned them, Bud??”

“Yes I did, Toni. It turned out to be the only way to go. They kept hesitating so I kept letting them back up. In the end, they made me tie them up before telling me to just do it already.”

The thought gave me an erotic shudder something fierce. But I remembered how I’d told him that I wanted him to help me drown. Perhaps this was the only way it was going to happen.

“B-Bud?” I stammered as I thought about that recent explosion. “Would you t-tie me up and d-drown me?”

“Are you sure you want me to do that to you, Toni?”

“I’m sure, Bud.”

It was a lie, of course. I wasn’t sure at all. But I still wanted to try going through with it

We both got out of the water. Bud wrapped rope around my arms. Then he secured my ankles to my thighs. It was mostly ornamental, but at least it restricted my movements.

Bud was incredibly considerate. He said he wanted to test it out to see how I liked it. I felt a little panic as I made myself tell him I was totally in his capable hands and that my drowning was the ultimate goal for this encounter.

He responded by tossing me into the water. It was nearly impossible for me to swim. I lost bubbles as I settled onto the bottom of the pool onto my back.

I made myself lie still on the bottom of his pool. I felt extremely vulnerable. I also felt incredibly aroused, especially since my life now lay in his hands.


Bud got into the water with me. Then he knelt on the bottom and started rubbing my boobs as he fingered my cunt. There wasn’t a thing I could do to stop him.

Was this what he’d done to Melissa and Cindy? I felt the growing urge to panic. So I had to forcibly tell myself this was Bud’s gig now.

I was determined to let him drown me today. What’s more, I fully expected him to drown me the way he’d drowned Melissa and Cindy. A part of me perversely hoped he would get more pleasure out of my death than he had out of theirs.

My lungs were heaving when he lifted me up. My head came up at the surface and I gasped for breath. That’s when he asked, “Are you doing ok, Toni?”

I had the urge to tell him to set me free so I could pack up and go home. But that explosion was still fresh in my mind. How much more would things terrify me before I finally ended this frightening existence once and for all?

I found the courage to tell him, “I’m all yours to drown, Bud. My life is in your hands. Dispose of my body any way you see fit.”

He pulled me down onto his erection. Then he pulled me under the surface with him. I ended up lying on top of him as he lay flat on his back on the pool floor.

This was Bud’s show. And he deserved to be pleasured for his efforts. So I rode him as best I could as I sat impaled on top of him.

I held my breath as I fucked him, clenching around the shaft inside me. I felt fear mixed with exhilaration. At least I wouldn’t have to deal with the unknown much longer.

My lungs were screaming at me when he stood up with me still impaled on his erection. We both came up panting for breath. That’s when Bud quietly murmured, “Thank you, Toni.”

“No, Bud. Thank you.”

We both inhaled. Then we went back down. This time, I ended up on my back as he lay on top of me, thrusting in and out of me.

I panicked a little, expecting him to drown me this time. Instead, he pulled out of my slit. Then he began feasting on my cunt.

His tongue drove me wild until I shuddered in orgasm. Once again, he unexpectedly lifted me up to the surface. This time, he took me over to the side of the pool.

He got some more rope and secured me with it. Then he tied my wrists together down at my crotch. At least I could reach my button with my fingers.

He never said a word. He just tossed me back into the water in the shallow end. There was enough weight to the rope that it took me right down.

I ended up on my knees. So I fingered myself. I was anxious, but it felt good.

Bud got into the water and knelt in front of me. He grabbed my head and guided my mouth to his erection. Then he began to fuck my face.

I reached back to finger myself as he thrust between my lips. That’s when a peace came over me. I had turned myself over to Bud completely. Now I was his play-toy, to do with as he saw fit.

He really pushed my lungs. I tasted some of his precum as my chest heaved. I fingered myself until I popped off with him in my mouth.

To my surprise, he pulled my head up to the surface. I gasped for breath. Then he gave me a passionate kiss that would have melted lead.

He gave me a sad little smile. So I began taking deep breaths. I was sure this was it.

He submerged me. Then he got behind me and entered me. That’s when Bud began thrusting as I reached back and fingered myself.


Bud’s head was up at the surface as he fucked me. But I stayed completely underwater. I was sure this was the final act of our little performance.

I worked at fingering myself as he thrust hard and fast. It was brutal, possessive and thrilling. I was his little fuck-toy, to drown as he saw fit.

My chest began to heave as I started running out of breath. Gawd; was this it?? Bud was really pounding me!

I furiously fingered my button until it swelled within me. My body instinctively tried to rise up. Bud just grabbed onto the rope around my back, keeping me submerged.

I shuddered in orgasm as my pussy furiously milked him. A part of me wanted to live. But another part wanted to drown fully impaled upon his member.

My cheeks bulged until I couldn’t hold my breath any longer. It burst out of my mouth in a flurry of bubbles. Then I swallowed water.

The reaction was immediate as my body fought to live. I immediately began spasming and convulsing. That’s when I felt his hot seed pumping into me.

I shuddered again in orgasm, crying out in bubbly pain and bliss. I kept swallowing water, gulping it down until it invaded my lungs. Bud just kept pounding me; gawd, it was glorious agony!

He pulled out of me, rolled me over onto my back, and then entered me again. He lay on top of me as I stared up at him. I just kept hitching as I gulped water like a fish.

For a moment, the pain seemed to ease. I saw him looking down on me with affection in his eyes. Then I reached that point where I no longer had to worry about explosions, dying neighbors or an angry moon anymore as consciousness faded away.

5/10/25 Inspired by a couple of AIs I found posted by Mooz. Inspired by Naxos “Angry Moon” scenario.

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