Drowning the gangbang bitch

The ad in the newspaper said they were looking for a gangbang bitch. They wanted a woman who would be interested in a sexual challenge. It meant she would get all the cum she could handle.

She should’ve known better. But Dottie’s curiosity – and her overly active libido – got the better of her.

She called the number that was listed. The voice on the other end of the line curtly ordered her to show up at a certain address at a certain time. But she needn’t bother coming unless she was fully committed to whatever would be done to her.

Dottie didn’t know what to expect. But a gangbang sounded erotic as hell. She wondered what it would feel like to be pumped full of all that cum, much less have it splattered all over her naked body.

She showed up at the appointed time and place. Dottie found two vans waiting for her. Both were full of eager males.

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped, shivering with an erotic thrill. She trembled as she stepped out of her vehicle. It occurred to her this might not be the safest thing in the world to do. But she was aroused like never before.

Before she could react, a handful of men charged toward her. They grabbed onto her and began removing all her clothes right there beside her vehicle. Dottie’s excitement morphed into a sense of nervous unease.

“Easy, lads; there’ll be plenty for all.” But her words fell on deaf ears. Soon she was stripped out of her clothes.

Before she knew what was happening she was tossed into the back of one of the vans. A moment later she had cocks in her mouth and hands. That’s when the vehicle she was in started moving.

She cried out into the cock in her mouth. How was she supposed to get back to her car?? Bloody hell, her clothes had been left on the ground back there!

She had no idea where she was being taken. Besides, she was too busy taking cocks already. It wasn’t long before she was on her hands and knees, taking one in her mouth and another in her quivering slit.

Two more filled her hands. Everyone other than the driver was taking part. Bloody hell; wasn’t this getting the party started a little early??

In no time at all, the one down her throat went off. Dottie swallowed hot, salty seed. It gave her a perverse thrill.

It wasn’t long before the one in her pussy exploded. It overwhelmed her senses. She went off with an orgasmic cry that became muffled once another cock pushed itself in past her lips.

She was barely aware the pavement beneath the tires had given way to dirt. Perhaps she should have been concerned. But she was too busy taking cock after cock inside the van.

She tasted the salty tang of each exploding dick in her mouth. Her pussy began to drip from receiving so many cums. By the time the vehicle finally came to a stop, she was half-drunk with lust and orgasms.

She found herself at some local swimming hole she did not recognize. She was dragged to the water and thrown in. The men stripped naked before jumping in after her.

Once again she was impaled in both ends. Sometimes she was allowed up at the surface. Other times she had to hold her breath as she was held underwater until she thought her lungs were going to burst.

Sucking underwater dick was a thrill. She always did have a bit of a fantasy about being drowned. To be fucked and drowned by the men she was with gave her an erotic shiver something fierce.

Perhaps she should have been more concerned over where she was and the inherent dangers. But she’d literally become a bitch in heat. Dottie was obsessed with swallowing cock after cock.

She’d always had a gangbang fantasy. This might be the only time she ever got to experience one. She decided to go with it for as long as possible.

Two cocks in her holes became three. Her ass was stretched until she screamed into the cock in her mouth from a massive orgasm. Bubbles erupted up at the surface as she was fucked while being forced to hold her breath.

She was a little disappointed. She wanted them to cum all over her naked body. At least she would be somewhat clean once her experience concluded.

Dottie climaxed again and again until she was finally pulled out of the water. All she could do was gasp like crazy, gulping in an effort to catch her breath. That’s when things took an ominous turn…

She was too weak to resist as they tied her with several lengths of rope. It reminded her of some sort of crazy Japanese bondage, making her tits really jut out. She didn’t know whether to be scared or excited.

She chose the latter when she was dangled horizontally from a tree. That’s when they resumed their fucking of their naked captive. It was erotic as hell despite the discomfort of her situation.

Sometimes they swung her back and forth between two men who would take turns thrusting into her. She was hung in a position where she could get it in both ends. Her jaw became sore, her pussy and ass red and swollen.

They finally finished up with her. Cum dripped out of every hole. Several had indeed spunked on her.

Dottie was dragged back over near the edge of the swimming hole. She panted tiredly for breath, too weak and numbed with a multitude of orgasms to care all that much. The sun was going down… and it had been glorious.

One of the men shimmied up a tree, taking some rope with him. As he pulled on it, Dottie was surprised to find herself being dragged into the water face down. She became concerned over the face her head was submerged.

She was so bloody tired! Didn’t the lads understand all that?? How the hell was she supposed to hold her breath??

Dottie was lifted up into the air by one leg. The other was left untied and hanging uselessly. It was awkward and bloody uncomfortable.

Her arms were bound securely behind her back. There was no way she was getting down without help. Then one of the guys waded into the water.

He came right up to her, her head mere inches above the surface. He smiled as he told her, “Now for the challenging part to our little advertisement we posted. Once a year the lads and I get together and obtain some whore to fuck. Afterwards we always enjoy snuffing the bitch. This year it’s your turn. And we’ve decided to go with a water theme, as you’ve just experienced.”

Dottie’s eyes flew open wide in horror. Lust and excitement gave way to terror and panic. “I didn’t know!” she gasped. “You can’t DO this to me!”

“Oh, but we can,” he said with a snicker. “We’re in an isolated part of the woods. Every year we bring a girl here. Fate has brought you to our doorstep. However we WILL give you a sporting chance. All you have to do is keep your head out of the water.”

“No… NO!”

“Bring her down, Alex.” he called up into the tree above her. “Just enough to submerge her head.”

“NO! PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING!”

The terror Dottie felt almost masked the surge of fearful eroticism that hit her. She was lowered with jerky bounces into the water. As her blond locks touched the surface, she inhaled sharply before her head was submerged.

The bouncing stopped. She went no lower. Dottie was left to softly sway, her head submerged in water that lapped around her neck.

Panic gripped her she tried to lift herself up out of the water with her stomach muscles. She got up enough to get a breath. She heard cheers from the males watching her.

The pain was incredible. It wasn’t long before she couldn’t hold herself up anymore. She was forced to fill her lungs with air before allowing her head to be submerged.

Bubbles came up as she wriggled and struggled. Her sinuses stung, but there was nothing she could do about it. She jerked and twisted, her head still remaining underwater.

She struggled and thrashed about in an attempt to free herself from the ropes that bound her. But it was no use. She needed another breath.

Once again she used her stomach muscles to lift herself up out of the water. She got her head up and gasped madly for breath. It was much harder that before.

Dottie realized she couldn’t keep this up forever. “Please!” she gasped in their direction. “You’ve got to help me! I’m getting tired!”

“We understand,” the one who seemed to be the leader acknowledged with a smile. “Remember, we arranged it so you could keep your head up if you work at it. It won’t be our fault if you give up and drown.”

“NO! BLOODY HELL: NO!”

Dottie gasped for breath moments before her stomach muscles gave out. Her head went under. Her sinuses stung.

She stayed under longer, trying to rest while holding her breath. Then she lifted her heard up out of the water, trying to bend at the waist. Her stomach muscles felt like they were on fire.

She could not keep herself out of the water for long. Being upside down was making the blood rush to her head. They weren’t really going to watch her drown, were they??

On her next time out of the water, she was only up for about twenty seconds. Then she weakly fell back down, submerging her head with a splash. Bloody hell; she was going to drown!

Fear and the terror sent an erotic jolt to her terribly aroused pussy. Her hands flexed helplessly behind her back. Her body twisted and wriggled as she lost bubbles out of her mouth and nose…

No – no – NO!

Panic set in. Dottie couldn’t lift herself up anymore. She knew all those bloody wankers were watching. But no one lifted a finger to help her.

She suddenly started thrashing about as her lungs screamed for another breath. A moment later it went off in her pussy. Dottie experienced an explosion of warmth as she bucked and jerked, leaving her badly out of breath.

When it passed she tried to lift her head up. Her stomach muscles refused to comply. She couldn’t hold her breath anymore…

Dottie lost a big burst of air. She thrashed about as she struggled to free herself. Then she began swallowing water, gagging on it and then coughing it back up.

She inhaled deeply, her windpipe momentarily seizing up. She tried to scream until a bubbly froth of bubbles came out of her mouth. Her free leg flapped like a dead fish as her body shuddered and twisted.

Every eye was upon the erotic sight of her naked body as she hung there upside down. They could see her shuddering and drowning in water that only covered her head. Her nipples appeared to be incredibly hard as her pussy gushed.

Dottie glubbed and jerked as she tried to inhale, forcing more air out of her lungs. But she could only breathe in more water. She spasmed hard, twisting about until she abruptly stopped struggling.

Sporadic bubbles popped up at the surface after evacuating her flooded lungs. The water quietly rippled around her head in ever growing rings. Dottie hung still other than the occasional muscle twitch. Her untied leg hung loose as her body sagged in death.

The water became still. It rippled again as a few more bubbles came up. It became still again, only to ripple as a couple more bubbles made an appearance.

There was the faintest of shivers that caressed her naked flesh. One more large bubble popped up, creating one last set of ripples that spread outward in concentric circles. Then everything was still. Dottie moved and bubbled no more.

One of the males was selected by lot to cut her down. Her body was taken out to the deepest part of the swimming hole. She was hauled down to the bottom where she was partly covered by the larger rocks that were scattered there. Then the gangbang party climbed into the two vans and headed back to town, vowing to meet again next year to gangbang and then snuff another exciting bitch…

2009; 2020 (written for Dottie Nov 30 ’09; ed. Nov 5 ’20 by riwa)

(Inspired by the drawing I found and included.)