Emma had no idea what had happened. The last thing she remembered was working outside at the Marina. But when she rounded a corner, a white cloth with an obnoxious odor was pressed tightly to her face.
Her body had thrashed about in panic. But whoever had grabbed her and was chloroforming her was too strong. A moment later her lights had gone out. Now she was regaining consciousness.
She awakened to discover she’d been tied to some sort of office chair. She was in the black outfit and skirt she’d worn for the purposes of teasing her boss before she left for home. Now something had gone horribly wrong. Had she been kidnapped? By whom??
“Hey, what’s going on?” she called out. “Where am I; who did this to me?” That’s when she heard a nearby female voice declare, “Shit, the little bitch has come out of it.”
“Better shut her up then,” a male voice answered.
Emma felt a jolt as a tall, foreboding women in black leather with large tits and black hair strode in from around a corner. “Better shut up, you little tart.”
“Who are you? What am I doing here? You can’t do this to me!”
“The hell I can’t!” A moment later the woman forced a red bandana over her mouth, muffling her cries.
To be doubly cruel she applied a little nose clip for spite. “Now maybe you’ll focus on breathing instead of spouting off, you little bitch!” Emma looked up and grunted indignantly.
She struggled with her arms, trying to free herself. Now she saw she was in a suite with a Jacuzzi in one corner. Her abductors appeared to be in another part of the suite just out of sight. She felt a jolt of alarm at her situation, wondering what the hell was going on.
She could overhear them discussing what to do with her. They didn’t seem to care she might be eavesdropping as they didn’t bother keeping their voices low. The male was heard to ask the female, “When are we going to call her boss?”
“You really think that woman will pay a ransom for one of her employees?”
“She’d better. I’ve been planning this for weeks. Stephanie owes us money. If she hopes to see her employee again, she’d better damn well pay up.”
Emma closed her eyes and grunted in alarm as she tried to breathe. So this was about her boss Stephanie? Did they really think that woman cared a whit about her? Hell, she figured she would be all too easy to replace. So what would happen to her if Stephanie decided she didn’t want to pay any ransom??
She kept trying to flex her nose until the clip finally popped off. She inhaled deeply. That was close; for a moment there she was starting to get dizzy. Then she heard the male make the call to her boss…
“Hello? Is this Stephanie? …who I am isn’t the least bit important to you. Right now what’s important is the fact we’ve got your little slut here with us and we’re holding her for ransom. If you want to get her back you’re going to have to pay handsomely. Is that clear?”
“What do you mean ‘No’?? Didn’t you hear what I said? I said we’ve got your little bitch employee here and we’re holding her hostage. If you don’t pay up you’ll never see her again! She might just end up in the river!”
“What the hell?? What do you mean, ‘you don’t believe me’?? Here, take a listen!”
He walked into the room and pulled Emma’s bandanna down over her mouth. “Help me, Steph!” she cried out. “They’ve got me – mmmph!” The bandana was quickly returned to her mouth.
She tried to be defiant. That just earned her a slap to the face. The guy walked back into the other room to continue the conversation, even though Emma could hear them clearly from her place in the chair…
“Recognize her voice? I thought you might. Now about our ransom demand… what do you mean ‘No’?? Didn’t you hear her? We’ve got her all tied up in the other room. If you don’t pay up, she’s going to have a little ‘accident’.”
“What do you mean ‘go right ahead’?? Didn’t you fucking hear me? I told you we’ve got your little employee and we’re going to kill her unless you pay up! …what do you mean ‘go right ahead’??”
“I told you,” Emma heard the female’s exasperated voice. “We should have found out whether or not the bitch even cares about her employees. Apparently she doesn’t give a shit if we kill this one or not.” Emma trembled at their words, wondering if this was for real or if this was all some sort of setup, a game her boss was playing with her.
“Look, Stephanie!” the man yelled angrily into the phone. “Don’t you fucking mess with us, ok? We’ve got your employee with us and we’ll drown the fucking slut if you don’t pay us right away!” Emma let out a moan of fear and arousal while listening in on the conversation.
“…you what? …what do you mean ‘you don’t give a shit’?? This is your employee we got in here! Don’t you give a damn what happens to her?? …what? …unh-hunh… unh-hunh… unh-hunh. Well don’t you give a damn we could kill her and make her disappear and no one would ever find her again? …what do you mean ‘go right ahead’?? SHIT!”
“Told you,” the female with him responded. “I think we picked the wrong employee. Apparently she doesn’t give a fuck about this one.” Her words made Emma tremble like mad. Surely this was a ‘play’ her boss had set up to scare the shit out of her. Or maybe it had been set up by her roommate. Maybe they were working together.
“Listen, you fucking bitch!” the male snarled into the phone. “Drowning can be a pretty painful business! How would you like it if we drowned your fucking employee here and dumped her body into the river? …you what?? I don’t fucking believe it!!”
“What did she say?” she overheard the female ask.
“She said she’s already been thinking about firing her for quite some time now. Us killing her would only save her the trouble of having to give her one last paycheck!” Then he was talking into the phone again… “Stephanie, are you fucking serious?? No one can be that cruel to one of their employees! What do you mean ‘I haven’t met you’?? Are you telling me you don’t give a damn about her?? …you what???”
“What?” the female voice asked.
“She says she’s been thinking about planning a little accident for Emma for quite some time now… thinking about arranging a little scuba diving accident while she’s working underwater near the pilings. She says this will save her the trouble.” Then he was apparently talking into the phone again…
“You’re shitting me, aren’t you? …what do you mean ‘you have a plan to drown her around the dock’?? Aren’t you fucking listening to me?? I told you we’ll fucking drown your slut if you don’t pay up! …what the fuck do you mean ‘you wish you were here to see it for yourself’?? I swear to gawd we’re going to drown her sorry ass if you don’t pay up! …what did you say? …are you fucking serious?? …hello??”
“What happened?” the female asked irritably.
“The bitch told me to do it… said she dared us to do it. She said to take plenty of pictures to send to her because she won’t believe we’ll do it unless she has the pictures to prove it! Then she hung up on me!”
“She really wants us to drown her employee??”
“She practically dared us!”
“So she’s calling our bluff?”
There was silence for a moment. Then Emma heard the man ask, “Where the hell are you going?” That’s when the female emerged from the other room into the main room. Emma watched her walk over to the Jacuzzi tub.
“I’m going to turn the water on,” she called back over her shoulder to her male accomplice. “The bitch practically dared us…called our bluff! Now we have to go through with it!”
She turned on the faucet while smiling at Emma. “I guess she doesn’t like you very much, hun. But we can’t just sit here and do nothing. She called our bluff so we have to go through with it. It’s obvious she’s not going to pay us. You’re just a liability to us now.”
Emma cried out in horror, her eyes flying open wide as an erotic jolt hit her hard. She began to tremble as her pussy became soaked from a fearful arousal. The woman put her hands in the water to check the temperature… “We’ll make sure it’s nice and warm when we drown you.” Then she stood up and walked back into the other room.
Emma struggled in the chair as a surge of horrific arousal flushed through her trembling body. She wriggled and groaned, thrashing back and forth. But her arms were tied too tightly to the arms of the chair, and she moaned weakly.
Back in the other room she heard them talking to each other. The male seemed to be the more reluctant one of the two. “Is it really necessary to drown her?”
“The bitch said she was going to drown her anyway. Besides, she doesn’t really believe we’re going to do it, am I right? Hell, maybe we can dump the body at the marina and make it look like Stephanie did it. Otherwise we’re not going to get a fucking dime out of that bitch!”
Emma shuddered again from another surge of erotic tingles. Was this Stephanie’s doing… or Marcy’s? What if it wasn’t? What if she really was in deep shit this time??
“But what about the woman in there?” He was obviously referring to her as she squirmed and whimpered in the chair.
“What about her?” the woman countered. “She means nothing to us now. We can’t cart her around with us and we certainly can’t leave her alive for the cops to find.”
“Are we really going to drown her?”
“Why not? She can’t identify us if she’s dead. This way if we scrap the marina idea we can always throw her body in the river. Hell, she might drift out to sea and never be found again. It happens all the time, you know.”
“What about her boss?”
“We’ll take pictures of this drowned bitch and send ‘em to her to show her we mean business. Then we’ll tell her she’ll end up the same way unless we get our money. This way we’ll show her how serious we are.”
Emma saw how full the Jacuzzi tub was getting. It wouldn’t be long now. If they were serious that meant they were going to come in here any second now and drown her!
“But are you sure we should really drown her?” the male asked.
“What do you want me to do: strangle the bitch? Drowning her is so much easier. That way when we dump her body in the river it will look as though she drowned there. Hell, we can leave her here if you want. We’ll be long gone when the maid shows up in the morning!”
“Yeah, but… but how long will it take?”
“What… to drown the bitch? I hope it takes a while; I hope she suffers. We want to send pictures to her boss, you know… show her how serious we are. Once she sees her dead slut in the Jacuzzi tub she might not be so difficult next time. This way we can take a lot of pictures and show that bitch how painful it was and what could happen to her if she doesn’t cooperate.”
Emma whimpered as another surge of erotic tingles hit her hard. Then she shuddered as a humiliating orgasm flushed through her, causing her to moan weakly. It was bad enough they were going to drown her. Did she have to shame herself by cumming from the fearful excitement of it all??
“C’mon, I think the tub is just about ready,” the female told her accomplice. “Let’s get on with it!” A moment later the two stepped out of the other room.
Emma stared at them with eyes open wide in horror. “I think she heard us,” the male told his partner.
“So what? She picked the wrong boss to work for. That bitch Stephanie doesn’t seem to give a damn whether she lives or dies, am I right?”
“I guess not.”
The woman came over and turned the faucet off. Then she brushed a hand in the water. “Nice and comfortable,” she told Emma with a nasty smile. “…perfect for drowning in.”
Emma let out another cry, anxiously shaking her head. Then the woman told her male companion, “Better free her from the chair and then tie her arms behind her back. Let’s get this bitch into the water and bubbling.”
Emma stiffened like a coiled spring. When her arms were free she shot out of her chair like a rocket. The female laughed as she quickly tackled her to the ground, tying her arms behind her back with one of the ropes used to tie her wrists to the armrests. Emma wriggled and squirmed on the floor, but the woman just laughed at her… “I don’t think so, honey. You need a bath before we leave you… a nice, long bath.”
Emma struggled as her wrists were tied together, grunting in growing horror. “How do you want to do this?” the male asked his accomplice.
“I don’t want to hold her down the entire time. Besides, I need to take pictures. Let’s tie her ankles to the faucet. We can use the other rope we used to tie her other wrist to the armrest. I doubt she’ll be able to lift herself up high enough to get a breath.”
Emma was hit with another erotic jolt of terror as she let out a muffled cry, trying to tell them they weren’t going to get away with this. But it did no good. The woman peeled her skirt down off her legs. A moment later they picked her up, one on each end, and carried her over to the Jacuzzi tub.
Emma began to wriggle like crazy, her breath catching in her throat as her nostrils flared. “I’ll put her in; you tie her ankles to the faucet,” the woman instructed. Then they carefully laid her down into the water.
Emma cried out again, wriggling and struggling and thrashing about as she lay submerged on the bottom of the tub. “I’d settle down and hold your breath if I were you, honey,” the female warned her. Emma grunted bubbles as she stopped struggling. There was nothing she could do about her situation now other than hold her breath and pray for a miracle. Maybe this was only a play and she would be saved at the very last moment. Hell, maybe Steph was going to burst in and watch!
He finished securing her ankles to the faucet with the rope. Then the woman reached in and lifted Emma’s head up out of the water. “Let’s take this nasty thing off, shall we?” she purred as she removed the bandanna from her mouth.
Emma gasped and sputtered as she worked her jaws. “Please!” she begged, her heart hammering in her chest as her body shuddered from a terrible arousal. “Let me go! I promise I won’t tell another soul what you did to me!”
“But we have to drown you,” the female replied calmly. “Didn’t you overhear our conversation with your bitch of an employer? She virtually dared us to drown you! We have no other choice in the matter!”
“No; WAIT!” she gasped as the woman pushed her down to the bottom. Then she reached out and pulled down the top of her outfit, exposing those huge, lovely tits. Emma’s nipples were erect from the fear and perverse excitement she was experiencing.
Her female captor reached down and caressed her heaving breasts. Then she reached under and lifted Emma’s head back up one last time. “I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you. It will only prolong the inevitable. On the other hand it will allow me to take some really good pictures of your suffering to send to your uncaring employer. So it’s entirely up to you.”
“No… please… don’t do this to me! You won’t get away with this!”
“I’d take a deep breath if I were you, honey.”
Emma instinctively filled her lungs. Then the woman eased her back down in to the bottom of the tub before stepping back. Emma grunted as she held her breath.
There was nothing else she could do. All she could do was try to stay alive for as long as possible. Maybe if she held her breath long enough she would discover this was only a deliciously wicked play. Surely that had to be it!
She tried to rise up but she couldn’t quite get her head up out of the water. She looked up to see the woman smiling down on her as she took pictures with her camera-phone. She wondered what Stephanie’s reaction would be when she saw them. Just her luck her bitch of a boss would probably get off looking at them.
She felt the strain build in her lungs as she struggled to free her wrists. She fought against the rope but it had been secured too tightly. She felt a surge of panic threaten to overwhelm her as her back arched, causing her to lose a few bubbles in the process.
She grunted as she struggled to hold her breath. Her nipples got even harder as she looked up with pleading eyes at her abductors, losing another little burst of bubbles. The woman just smiled as she kept on taking more pictures… “I think your boss is going to like these, don’t you?”
Her legs wriggled as she pulled against her bonds in an effort to free herself. But the strain in her lungs only got worse. Surely this was just a setup by Steph or Marcy, right? They weren’t really going to drown her, were they?? The idea was so horrific that she orgasmed right then and there.
“Gawd, just look at her,” the female breathed excitedly to the male as she took a few more pics. Emma was really beginning to struggle now. She was rapidly running out of breath in her lungs.
“I never knew watching a girl drown could be so erotic! Just look at her tits and the way she’s struggling! Gawd, I’m glad we picked this one up and had to drown her! I wonder if this is what her boss was talking about when she said she wanted to drown the slut!”
Emma turned her head and cried out a froth of bubbles. Her lungs were on fire; it wouldn’t be much longer. She fought like hell to hold her breath, knowing it was a losing battle while feeling the panic swell within her. That’s when it occurred to her this might be a real ransom… and they were really going to drown her!
She fought until she couldn’t hold her breath any longer. A moment later she was cumming hard, cumming as her lungs gave out. There was a massive eruption of bubbles at the surface as Emma started to drown while the sadistic female kidnapper eagerly snapped picture after picture.
“Gawd; just look at her!” she breathed in awe. “Look at that slut bubble her breath away! See how she hitches as she swallows water? Fuck, what a rush!”
She kept taking pictures as Emma spasmed and convulsed. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as she went into little seizures. She shuddered hard and then finally went limp at the bottom of the tub.
The female took a few more pictures to confirm the deed had been done. “I think this slut’s boss is going to love these,” she told her male accomplice as she snapped a few more. “Fuck, that was arousing as hell!”
Emma lay staring toward the side of the tub as the water grew still. The woman took a few more pictures. There were no further twitches or spasms as the drowned woman lay perfectly still in the water.
“Well,” her male accomplice panted quietly. “We really did it this time.”
“That’ll teach that bitch to call our bluff. What… did she think we wouldn’t go through with it?”
“It looks like it hurt like hell.”
“I’ll bet it did. But she looked so damn sexy drowning like that.”
“What are you doing?” he asked as she reached down and untied the feet. Then she rolled the body over and untied the rope from Emma’s wrists. The drowned woman lifelessly floated face down in the Jacuzzi, the water settling until there were no ripples at all.
“A few more pictures,” she told him, taking several with her camera. “We want that bitch Stephanie to know we drowned her little employee, don’t we? We’re going to send the whole lot over to her once we’re done here.”
“You think she’ll take us seriously?”
“She’ll have to once she sees these,” the woman said, holding her camera-phone aloft.
“What do we do with her now?”
“I say we leave her here. We signed in under false names and paid cash. Besides, she’s going to be too difficult to move. Let’s let the maid find her in the morning. By then we’ll be long gone.”
“Ok by me,” he told her. Then they quickly packed up and left. Emma was left floating face down in the Jacuzzi for the maid to find the next morning.
© 2016 (written for Emma Aug 19 ’16 by riwa)
(Inspired by preview pictures from a video clip from Elegant Demise. Pictures are used for illustration purposes only.)