Dorothy was playing a dangerous game and she knew it. She was Dapper Don’s girlfriend, a dangerous mobster who was not the least bit averse to having someone liquidated just for looking at him funny. But now she was seeing Rick on the side. It meant she was living on the edge.
She’d met the plumber a few weeks ago when he’d been summoned to fix a leak in the gangster’s mansion. It had been love at first sight. What made it more exciting for her was learning Rick was a bit of a sadist.
He tied Dorothy up their first night alone together. Then he had ruthlessly fucked her. From that moment on she’d become addicted to him.
She knew how dangerous it was seeing Rick on the sly. If Dapper Don were to find out, she’d wind up dead within 24 hours. That only added to the thrill of their forbidden affair.
Rick soon discovered her lust for the dangerous nature of their liaison. He responded accordingly.
One night he pretended he’d been sent over by the gangster to end Dorothy’s life. He tied her up, filled up the bathtub with cool water and put her in. Then he fucked her while forcing her head under the water. Dorothy screamed her climax in a froth of bubbles.
As far as Dorothy was concerned, there was no going back to the boring lovemaking of Dapper Don. Oh, she played the part of course. She dutifully pleased him whenever they were together.
But her heart was for her plumber-lover. She could not get enough of him. Whenever she was alone, she would discreetly seek Rick out for that dangerous thrill she so desperately craved.
There was one person in the organization Dorothy had every right to be worried about. Angela was moving up in the ranks. She had expressed in no uncertain terms her desire to eventually take over Dorothy’s role as the gangster’s lover.
Dorothy knew what that meant. If she didn’t tread carefully, Angela might very well find out. She and Rick would end up very much dead. Unfortunately that only excited her passions all the more.
Unfortunately she had no idea just how much Angela knew about their forbidden affair…
One day when she was alone at the mansion she received a mysterious text from her lover. Rick told her he’d found something that would greatly enhance their next encounter. He sent her directions to a secluded spot, telling her to make sure she wasn’t followed.
Dorothy drove out of the city and up a dirt road into the hills. She saw Rick’s Ford pickup and parked right next to it. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought he was going to do something terribly erotic with her.
She had no idea what that could be. Hell, he was liable to do anything to her clear out here! She found herself becoming wet with anticipation.
She got out of her car and looked everywhere. But he was nowhere around. She called out his name, but there was no response.
There was a path leading into the woods. Dorothy saw footprints in the dirt. She set off in that direction, believing he had something special in mind for her.
She followed the tracks for about a quarter of a mile. But there was still no sign of her beloved. She loudly called out his name, but there was no response.
A moment later there was movement within the brush. Dorothy gasped in alarm as Angela stepped out with a wicked smile. She was brandishing a dangerous looking revolver.
“So nice of you to come,” the woman smiled pleasantly. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
Dorothy felt a sick feeling in the pit of her gut. Her heart leapt into her throat. “Where’s Rick?” she asked anxiously.
“Oh, you’ll be joining him shortly,” Angela replied. Then she waved the gun. “It’s that way. Just keep following the path you’re on.”
“Don’s going to be angry about this,” Dorothy told her, her heart pounding in her chest.
She’d become damp from a perverse excitement. She was also very, very worried. The fact she wasn’t wearing any panties made her squirm uncomfortably.
She followed the path, Angela right behind her with the gun pointed at her back. They rounded a corner and went down a hill. That’s when they entered a small clearing surrounded by trees.
Dorothy gasped in horror. What she saw made her start to tremble. She knew in an instant she was about to die.
Her lover stood stark naked on the cover to some cistern. His mouth was taped shut and his eyes blindfolded. Two of Dapper Don’s henchmen had their guns drawn on him. But he certainly wasn’t going anywhere, not with his hands tied behind his back and a set of shackles attached to his ankles.
“Rick!” she cried out in horror as she rushed forward. The two henchmen intercepted her before she could climb onto the cover and hug him. She couldn’t help noticing his exposed cock stirring at the sound of her voice.
“I thought you two lovebirds would like to spend some special time together,” Angela said with an evil sneer. “And since I know you both like to fuck, you might as well get naked, you stupid bitch!”
“Don isn’t going to like this, Angela!” Dorothy was becoming anxious by the second. All she could do was play the only card she thought would save her.
“Are you insane? He’ll have you and these two idiots of yours shot for sure! You’d better let us go right now!”
“I don’t think so, bitch!” Angela snorted with a laugh. “Who do you think authorized this little play-date in the first place?”
“You’re a liar!”
“Don didn’t like the pictures I showed him, bitch! When I presented them to him, he told me he wanted it done today. What’s more, he wants to make sure your bodies are never found. Why do you think I lured you way out here? Don’t you know this is where all the bodies are buried! Now strip, you fucking whore!”
Dorothy gasped in horror. But she did as she was told. She was embarrassed as hell when her skirt came off, revealing her dripping pussy.
Angela laughed at her. “What’s the matter, bitch? All turned on now that you know you’re about to die?”
“You can’t do this to us!” Dorothy gasped. “The cops will find our bodies! You’re going to pay for this!”
“I don’t think so, bitch,” Angela chuckled. “No one knows you’re out here. When I texted you I told you to make sure you weren’t followed, remember?”
“You mean that was YOU?!” That sick feeling in the pit of her gut intensified. Dorothy now realized she’d been set up.
“You can keep your nylons and garter, bitch. It’s nice to see you all dressed up for the occasion. Besides, it won’t matter in the long run, certainly not where you two are going. Now step up there with lover-boy.”
Dorothy glanced at the two men holding weapons. She decided she had no choice, not unless she wanted to get shot. So she hesitantly climbed up onto the cover to the cistern in her nyloned feet, only to see Rick’s cock begin to harden.
“Lover-boy here sure seems glad to have you around, don’t you think?” Angela laughed cruelly as Dorothy trembled in terrified arousal.
The two henchmen set their weapons down upon the ground. They produced a bunch of black plastic straps about an inch wide. Dorothy was shoved right up against the naked body of her lover.
The men started to strap the two of them together. Rick grunted through the tape covering his mouth. His hardening cock now nestled between Dorothy’s legs.
“Don’t do this, Angela!” she gasped in growing alarm. “We can make a deal! We can go away together and disappear! You don’t have to do this!”
“That’s right, bitch,” Angela chuckled. “You two are going to disappear all right.”
“But we can make a deal! I’ve got money!”
She whimpered, her pussy embarrassingly wet. The henchmen strapped each of her spread legs directly to each of Ricks, securing their bodies together. Rick grunted and moaned, his cock getting even harder as it pushed up between Dorothy’s legs.
“The only deal I want, bitch, is the one where I’m Dapper Don’s girlfriend. That deal only exists in the same universe where you and lover-boy here are both dead and gone!” That’s when Dorothy really started hyperventilating.
“YOU’LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP US!”
“There’s no one for miles, bitch,” Angela said with a cruel laugh. “…no one but the bodies of Don’s enemies up here. But don’t worry. The place you two are going is special.”
Dorothy let out a cry as her stomach was tightened right up against Rick’s tummy with one of the straps. She gasped and whimpered, terrified out of her mind. The fact she was wet and Rick’s cock was hard between her legs was humiliating, especially since the bitch could see everything.
“Aww, how sweet,” Angela chuckled. “You two want one last fuck together? I think we might be able to work something out.”
Ricks arms were released long enough to have them wrapped around Dorothy’s body and secured. Since there was no chance of escape, he didn’t try anything foolish. Then her arms were wrapped around his body and strapped into place.
Another strap forced them up against each other chest to chest, her breasts pressed up against his warm body. She could feel his heartbeat thumping wildly. Could he feel hers beating just as fast?
One last strap was wrapped around their upper bodies just below the armpits. Dorothy panted heavily, scared out of her wits. She still could not ascertain what the danger was… why they were being tied up this way.
“Let the stupid bastard see his lover,” Angela instructed. “Let him be able to talk to her as well.”
Rick’s blindfold and the tape over his mouth were removed. “Dorothy? Are you all right? I was called to a plumbing job, but these two goons were waiting for me. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry too,” Dorothy replied as tears filled her eyes. “This is all my fault.”
“No,” he told her, shaking his head. “I knew who you were from the very beginning. Yet I still took the risks. The fault is mine.”
He kissed her fiercely. The henchmen ignored them. They were too busy finishing the procedure by applying a set of shackles to Dorothy’s ankles… not that they were needed to keep her from going anywhere.
“Aww, how sweet,” Angela purred mockingly.
She reached between both sets of spread legs to grab Rick’s cock. “You’re hard, dumbass!” she laughed. “You should have known better than to think with this instead of thinking with your head. No matter. Now about that last fuck for you two lovebirds…?”
Angela grasped Rick’s cock and began working it up against Dorothy’s dripping slit. The bound woman moaned, her body instinctively writhing. If they were about to die she desperately wanted to feel it inside her.
Angela glared at her. “Hold on, you stupid bitch! Give me a second here; ok?”
She worked it a little more until it suddenly slid right in. Dorothy gasped and then whimpered, feeling Rick’s familiar member work itself deep inside her. It made her even wetter as she moaned softly.
Angela smirked at them as she asked, “Are you two lovebirds ready for your last ride?” Her eyes twinkled with murderous lust. Then she stepped back, motioning at the two henchmen.
“Gentlemen? Introduce these stupid assholes to the cistern!”
Both men knelt down and appeared to reach for a couple of levers. Dorothy had no clue what was about to happen. Her heart skipped a beat as she anxiously gasped, “RICK?!”
“It’ll be all right,” he told her softly. Then the cover beneath them suddenly gave way.
Screams were ripped out of their lungs as they plummeted downward into ominous darkness. Both of them thought for sure they were going to be killed on impact from the fall. Neither one expected the surprise they got, the surprise of hitting cold water with a loud splash.
The combined weight of both sets of shackles immediately took over, pulling them downward together. It got even darker, the water much colder. That’s when Dorothy realized what was happening to them. It would truly be a miracle if their bodies were ever found down here.
Rick’s cock swelled in her pussy from his fear of death. He began to fuck her instinctively, the two of them losing bubbles as they grunted in terror. They desperately tried to wriggle free of the straps binding them together. But it was a hopeless task.
They went deeper and deeper, the water getting colder and colder. Dorothy’s lungs began to heave as she struggled to hold her breath. Then she heard Rick gurgle as she got a face-full of his drowning bubbles.
She began to thrash about, screaming in horror as her lungs burned in her chest. Rick was fucking her as he was drowning up against her body. She was certain it would be her turn in mere moments.
Her feet came in contact with something even more frightening. Her toes detected the feel of decaying flesh and bone. There were more bodies down here with them!
Dorothy screamed her breath away in pure terror. Then Rick’s cock exploded inside her. She felt his hot seed inside her, triggering a devastating orgasm.
A moment later her lungs gave out. Dorothy began blowing drowning bubbles into her lover’s face as she grunted and gurgled. His body convulsed against hers.
The two lovers hitched and gurgled together, their naked bodies bucking and jerking all pressed up against each other. Dorothy’s pussy instinctively milked Rick’s twitching cock dry as they drowned in unison. Her mind screamed over and over from the terror of the utter blackness of the watery cistern and the dead bodies immediately below them.
The two naked murder victims of Dapper Don slowly settled down upon previously disposed bodies. They gurgled softly against each other, stray bubbles slipping out of parted lips to scurry upward. Then they gurgled and sighed as their lives faded away along with the last of the air escaping their flooded lungs…
Up at the surface Angela bent over the edge of the cistern, listening intently. Her nipples were extremely hard underneath her form-fitting shirt. Her pussy was damp with excitement.
The idea that both of them were drowning down there with his cock up her cunt was incredibly arousing. She thought she heard a quiet explosion of bubbles echo up to her. She sighed with pleasure, experiencing an erotic thrill knowing they had drowned together in the ultimate fuck.
She almost climaxed. But she contained herself in the presence of Don’s goons. “Much better than any good masturbation session,” she murmured quietly in erotic bliss.
“What was that?” one of the henchmen asked.
“Nothing!” she said with an angry, dismissive wave. “Seal it up, boys. Let’s get out of here.”
“Not before we carry out the boss’s final orders,” the other said.
The two quickly grabbed a startled Angela. She began screaming at them in anger and horror. “HEY, WAIT A MINUTE… YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME… NOOOO…. AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
They tipped her over the edge and then let go. She screamed all the way down until she hit cold water with a splash. It never occurred to her Dapper Don might be upset with her for bringing him proof of Dorothy’s infidelity without first telling him of her suspicions.
She came up sputtering, absolutely frightened out of her wits. She looked up at the opening to the cistern. Gawd, it looked so far away!
Then she started screaming upward as she tried to tread water. “HEY… GET ME OUT OF HERE… YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME… I DON’T WANT TO DIE DOWN HERE… PLEASE DON’T LET ME DROWN!”
The light above her suddenly went out. The cover had been adjusted back into place. She’d been sealed in forever.
Angela screamed, her panicked cries echoing all around her. She flailed wildly until she began swallowing water. In her panic she simply couldn’t keep her head above water.
She slipped under, grunting and gurgling as her body convulsed from the agony of drowning. She kept screaming over and over in her mind in the blackness of the cistern. She gurgled painfully until she shuddered quietly, the last of her air escaping her flooding lungs.
Angela’s body ended up drifting downward. Ironically she finally settled on top of the two murdered lovers. Her lifeless eyes stared in abject horror at the inconceivable turn of events.
2012; 2020 (written for Dorothy Aug 17 ’12; ed. Aug 27 ‘20 by riwa)