Both Jenna and Briana showed no ill effects from their initial drownings. Doctor Crocker had dutifully looked in on each one during their time in the infirmary after each one had drowned and had been revived, making his own notations. Then he came to see me.
“Both subjects seem to be in good health and great spirits,” he told me. “I hear you tried to discourage them from taking part in the initial drownings. Not only are they undeterred, it would seem they’re both eager for you to drown them again.”
“The fault is mine, Doctor,” I admitted. “I was concerned over their participation and their willingness to drown. In an attempt to make things more… palatable, shall we say? I included a little erotica for them both. I fear I’ve only fueled their thirst for more.”
“Indeed you have, I would say,” he chuckled wryly. “It seems they both wish to… how shall I say this? Oh hell; they want you to fuck them as you drown them.” He smiled at me as my face went beet red with embarrassment.
“You seem to have made an impression on them,” he went on with a chuckle. “But I’m more interested in the results to the mist and the modified water tests. I’m afraid it will require more experiments if we are to have any data to process. So tell me,” he added with a wry grin. “Are you willing to drown them for science, especially if fucking them in the process is the price you have to pay?”
“I’m still concerned about their safety, doctor.”
“They’ve volunteered; have they not? I trust your judgment. I would tell you to make sure you have any and all safety precautions set in place. But I already know you well enough to know you’ll be as careful with them as is humanly possible.” Then he patted me on the shoulder.
“Better get to it, my friend,” he grinned. “The last I saw, they were eyeing the orderlies like sides of beef. So the way I figure it, you might as well go and enjoy yourself. I trust your data will be… relatively objective?”
I shook my head in dismay as he turned and walked away. I swear I heard him mutter, “Poor guy. Those girls are gonna wear him out if he’s not careful.” Then I heard him chuckle as he rounded a corner and disappeared out of sight…
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I was still trying to work these girls into seeing the danger of volunteering, especially since our tests included some inherent risks – including the possibility of lung damage. I suppose I was trying to frighten them away by encouraging them to pack up their bags and end their participation. But I guess they’d gotten a taste of something exciting about the whole thing, especially since I’d included an erotic aspect to the experiments.
I decided to try one more test on each one, just to see how far they were truly willing to go. This time, I figured I needed to include some sort of sex in it, as they’d both pretty much begged me to fuck them as I drowned them. The only question was how to proceed.
I figured I would do the mist test with Briana and the saturated water experiment with Jenna. I had something in mind for them both, especially the little brown-haired submissive. I figured when I was done with them, I would either put the fear of God into them… or I would have a couple of – dare I say it – ‘drowning sluts’ on my hands.
Janet Wamsley was on loan to me for the day. So I put her to work preparing Briana’s test. She came in wearing white shorts and a white button-up blouse. Even with the top couple of buttons open, it barely contained her breasts. Her cleavage was showing rather nicely, but she was all business.
I called on the 31 year old blonde-haired, blue eyed Aryan to report to the room where the experiment was going to occur. Briana showed up 3 minutes later in a light blue Speedo that highlighted her 34DD’s. She smiled when she saw me. I could tell she was excited as hell.
As I slipped behind a glass screen to check a control panel, I allowed the lovely Janet to prepare her. Briana was asked to remove her swimsuit. Then she was strapped vertically into a set of ropes and chains that hung down from the ceiling.
I overheard the amorous German try to come on to Miss Wamsley. But Janet was straight – the consummate professional. The woman’s efforts were in vain.
It wasn’t long until the naked, buxom blonde was held suspended a couple inches off the floor of the room, her legs spread and held open. Her nipples were hard, and she appeared to be quite excited as she gently swung back and forth. A full face mask hung next to her head, the hose going up into the ceiling.
I removed my clothes as Janet prepared Briana. When she came back around to monitor the controls, she gave me a knowing smile without saying a word.
As she studied the readouts, I came out around the glass screen to face Briana. Her eyes lit up excitedly. Then she gave me a rather lewd smile upon noticing my hardening cock.
“Oh, Doc!” she gasped breathlessly. “You’ve REALLY got me helpless here! So what are you going to do to me? Is the entire room going to flood or something?” Her pussy was perfectly level with my crotch. She was the right height for me, and was totally helpless.
Without a word, I took the full facemask and adjusted it tightly onto her head. “Breath-games, eh Doc?” she gasped hopefully, her mask somewhat muffling her words.
When I turned to look at Janet manning the controls, she nodded at me, indicating everything was ready. “Proceed,” I told her. Immediately there was a faint hiss to the hose of the facemask.
Briana blinked as though she was totally confused. Perhaps she couldn’t tell Miss Wamsley was adjusting the air in the hose to allow the mist to flow through. She just looked all around as though wondering what was going on.
I walked up to her with a knowing smile. Then I began touching her all over… molesting her, so to speak. The idea was to get her to deeply inhale the mist.
I must say, I rather enjoyed myself. She began panting heavily as I gently caressed her luscious mounds. As I fingered her hard nipples, she moaned softly through the facemask.
I reached down to rub her glistening crotch. She wriggled and squirmed, adding to my arousal. She gasped and moaned as I wriggled a couple of fingers inside her dripping pussy.
The lights to the room dimmed. That was the signal from Janet without her needing to acknowledge me verbally. It meant Briana’s lungs had been properly misted according to her readouts.
“Please, Doc!” the aroused blonde begged.
I slowly pressed my hard cock against her wet slit. The overly excited German girl thrust against me, grunting anxiously. She was eager to impale herself, wanting to feel my shaft inside her as her body swayed a little in her suspension.
She moaned again, and I felt her muscles start to squeeze my cock. She took me deep inside her, and she started to fuck me. “Gawd; it’s so good!” she panted inside her facemask. “Doc, I’ve wanted to do this for such a long time now!” I smiled at her, but I chose not to respond.
She moaned and whimpered as I took my time while slowly building her up. I don’t think she had a clue what was coming. Either I was going to scare her half to death, or I was going to push her over the edge into a full-fledged drowning enthusiast.
I grabbed her ass and started thrusting harder into her pussy, making her body shake in her suspension. Her breath quickened as her moans increased. Then I slipped a finger past her anal ring into her ass.
She stiffened, groaning in lust and whimpering helplessly. “Deep breath, honey,” I warned her, “in 3… 2… 1… NOW!”
She dutifully gasped for breath, her chest swelling. A moment later, she cried out as a new sound filled the hose… the sound of rushing liquid. Janet had dutifully activated the flow of water at my mark.
Briana cried out in alarm as water flooded upward from the hose into her facemask, her eyes opening wide in horror. At the exact same moment, I began thrusting harder into her spasming pussy. She grunted and bubbled as the true nature of the experiment suddenly became known to her.
In moments, her air was gone. Her breath bubbled out of her mouth and nose to rise up into the top of her facemask. Her eyes got even bigger, and her nipples poked out harder than I’d ever seen them.
I thrust harder into her pussy. If she really wanted me to fuck her as she drowned, I’d decided she was going to get her wish. She grunted and bubbled as I literally fucked the air out of her lungs.
Her chest started to heave from her need for air. She bubbled and started to thrash about. I just gripped her ass and held on.
It wasn’t long until her pussy started spasming hard around my throbbing manhood. It clenched and unclenched onto my cock with her vaginal muscles. A minute went by, then a minute and a half.
The more she grunted, the harder I thrust into her. It wasn’t long until she started wriggling like she really wanted to get loose from her suspension and get some air. “Oh no, my dear,” I told her gently as I grimly shook my head. “You wanted me to fuck you as you drowned; remember? Well baby, today is the day. So you might as well hang on and enjoy the ride.”
She cried out in a flurry of bubbles, her chest heaving against mine. Her spasms were deliciously erotic. I was moments from cumming.
At about the 2:10 mark, I finally exploded into her pussy. Her expression flickered as though she could actually feel me filling her with my seed. Then she glubbed, losing a burst of bubbles.
A moment later, she climaxed savagely, her pussy clamping hard onto my cock and furiously milking me. She screamed a flurry of bubbles as she came like a wildcat. Her body heaved, fucking me hard as I held on to her for dear life.
Her pussy got incredibly tight as I thrust hard into her spasming snatch. Then there was another glub of water…
Briana was drowning…
Her body thrashed about in her suspension as I continued to pound her pussy. She glubbed and gurgled, her chest heaving as she pulled great gulps of water into her lungs. Her eyes opened wide in horror as little bubbles slipped out through her parted lips. Then she shuddered hard before going still, hanging limp from the chains and ropes that held her suspended just off the floor.
I savored her for a few moments, feeling my cock in her still spasming pussy as I caressed her breasts. She needed to remain drowned for several seconds in order to fully test the mist. I actually counted to ten in my head – a little quickly though, I might add – before pulling out of her, ripping off the facemask and causing water to spill all over the floor.
As soon as I stepped away from her, two orderlies rushed into the room with a gurney, having already been summoned by the ever-professional Miss Wamsley. In less than thirty seconds, they had her detached from all the ropes and chains, and had her lying naked on her back on the gurney.
They were giving her oxygen as they rushed her out of the room in the direction of the infirmary. I watched them go, concerned for Briana’s wellbeing. I was about to follow them until I remember the data I needed to process.
I went back around the glass screen to retrieve my clothes and then look at the figures. I thanked Janet for her assistance before dismissing her. She nodded politely and then left. But the buxom assistant looked flushed, panting quietly as though she was breathing heavily or something.
I thought I could see her nipples poking through her shirt as she headed out the door. There was a coy little smile on her face as though she’d enjoyed watching the show. I suspected she was off for a refreshing swim to go relieve herself.
I certainly couldn’t blame her. As for me? I had my data to attend to.
10 minutes later, I got a call from the infirmary. Briana was breathing on her own, and was doing just fine. I could hear the orderly talking to her while he was trying to communicate with me…
“What’s that, miss? … of course, I’ll tell him… yes, I’ll use those exact words… Sir, the patient wishes me to inform you that she’s quite all right and that her experience was, and I quote… ‘So fucking hot that I came like a fucking locomotive!’ … yes, miss I told him those exact words… a ‘fucking locomotive’, yes ma’am.”
“Tell her I’m glad she’s all right,” I replied. “That will be all.”
“Yes, sir.”
I went back to studying the data, knowing more would soon be coming in from the infirmary. Besides, I had another drowning to plan. Jenna was going to be jealous as hell if I didn’t get to her next… and soon…
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3 hours later, I had Jenna’s test ready in the same room. Once again, Janet was back at the controls in her white blouse and shorts, every bit the professional assistant. Everything was ready; we just needed our other “guinea pig”.
I was about to have her send for Jenna, when the feisty little brown-haired submissive came looking for me in her tight, yellow one-piece. “There you are, Doc!” she exclaimed. “I was looking for you! I saw Briana in the infirmary, and I was wondering when you were going to get to me…”
Her voice trailed off when she saw the small, circular metal tub full of water sitting in the middle of the floor. Her eyes opened wide as a look of unbridled excitement filled her features. “Is that for me?” she gasped breathlessly.
I sent Janet around the glass to help her remove her suit. Then she was instructed to kneel naked in front of the bucket. I could tell Jenna was quivering with excitement and arousal.
“Am I supposed to put my head in here?” she asked Janet excitedly. Miss Wamsley simply nodded.
“Is Doc over there going to, uh…?”
“Probably,” Janet said with a coy smile.
“Should I wait? Or should I sort of… get used to it?”
“Whatever you feel comfortable with,” Miss Wamsley answered agreeably.
Jenna smiled before taking a deep breath. Then she put her head into the water to test its warmth. Janet came back around the glass screen to observe the proceedings.
Once again, I was naked as I came around to the 105 pound 29 year old. She came up for a breath, water dripping out of her face and hair. I was already kneeling behind her.
When I reached around to fondle her 34 B’s, she moaned softly. “Oh, Doc!” she panted. “When I heard what you did to Briana, I was so jealous.”
I told her, “You don’t have to be jealous anymore.”
“What do you want me to do?” she asked, her body trembling at my touch.
“Just keep doing what you’re doing, honey. I’ll do the rest.”
She looked over her shoulder to smile at me. Then she filled her lungs. I watched her dunk her head into the specially prepared container of water.
I caressed her ass softly. She moaned into the water, sending small bubbles up to the surface. I rubbed my hands all over her naked body as she kept her head submerged.
She was under for quite a long time. It was close to 2 minutes or more before she came up panting for breath. “Gawd, Doc!” she gasped breathlessly. “Now I really want you to fuck me!”
“You just keep dunking your head and holding your breath,” I assured her. “Then we’ll be just fine.”
She inhaled sharply as she knelt over the metal basin. Then she lowered her head into the water. That’s when I rubbed my hand over her wet crotch.
She moaned and bubbled, her body wriggling sexily. I was hard in no time at all as I fingered her dripping pussy. She moaned and bubbled again as I gave her a gentle finger-fucking.
After what felt like another long breath-hold, she came up gasping for air. “Gawd, Doc; you’re TEASING me! Fuck me, damn you!”
She took another deep breath. Then she dunked her head again. That’s when I figured it was time to satisfy her lusts.
I moved right behind her and centered my cock against her dripping slit. Then I slowly pushed into her. She moaned erotically, pushing back against me. A flurry of bubbles billowed up all around her flowing brown hair in the metal basin.
She grunted as I began fucking her slowly. It wasn’t long until we settled into a nice, steady rhythm. Her hands rested on the edges of the metal tub until her lungs gave out. Then she pushed herself up out of the water, panting like mad.
She moaned and whimpered before taking another deep breath. “Harder, Doc!” she begged, trying to deeply impale herself on my cock. Then she lowered her head back into the water, her pussy milking my throbbing shaft as sexy bubbles dribbled up through her flowing hair.
I thrust harder into her pussy, figuring I might as well enjoy myself. Looking up, I saw Janet watching the two of us going at it with what appeared to be clinical interest. The only thing that gave her away was the flushed look on her face, as well as her erect nipples poking through her blouse.
Jenna started to grunt and bubble as the two of us rocked harder and faster. I felt the moment was drawing close. Her drowning would probably push me over the edge.
I felt her chest start to spasm as I groped her tits. Then I removed my hands and placed them firmly on her head. The submissive little bisexual suddenly grunted in alarm as she started to bubble.
Instinctively, her hands flew up in a protective gesture to pry mine off her head. I just maintained a steady pressure, thrusting harder and harder into her pussy. Jenna became even more anxious.
She wriggled around as she tried to pull my hands away. I just continued to push down on her head, not trying to be rough or aggressive or anything like that. I was simply trying to hold her head underwater and drown her.
My reward was an erotic bursts of bubbles. She fumbled for the edge of the basin. Then she tried to push herself up for a breath.
She flailed at my hands again. I thought I heard her bubbling “GET OFF – GET OFF!” Then she began slapping the floor with the palms of her hands before once more trying to pull on my wrists.
There was a sudden burst of bubbles as she blew away the air in her lungs. She gurgled a moment later, causing her pussy to start milking my cock in her drowning convulsions. Then she exploded in a violent orgasm.
It was enough to set me off…
My cock exploded in her spasming pussy, filling her with my cum as she thrashed about in the water. I had to push down a little harder to make sure her head stayed under. It was only a small container of specially mixed water to begin with. but if the results were good, I was prepared to consider using a greater amount of water in a larger vessel with the same proportion of the additive mixed in.
Jenna suddenly went limp as a stream of small bubbles broke through her flowing hair to pop at the surface. I no longer had to push down on her head, as she leaned forward lifelessly. Her hands flopped down onto the floor.
I gripped her lithe body and mentally counted rather quickly to ten as I thrust in and out of her. Then I pulled out of her pussy. A bit of my cum leaked out of her slit.
I was in the process of pulling her head out of the water when a couple of orderlies took over for me. In seconds, they had her up on a gurney and were administering CPR, giving her fresh oxygen. I thought I saw her body twitch moments before they hauled her down the hall out of sight.
I stood up, walked behind the glass screen and started to dress, looking at Janet curiously. She was bending down as though looking at some numbers. But her breathing was heavy and labored.
“Thank you, Miss Wamsley; that will be all.” She nodded professionally. Then she made her way out of the room, no doubt needing some private alone-time in a pool somewhere.
After studying the data and making my observations, I finally made my way down to the infirmary. Jenna and Briana were both there, talking excitedly to each other from their beds. They strangely went silent when I walked in.
“Don’t stop talking on my account, ladies,” I told them. “…unless, of course, you were talking on MY account.”
They both looked at each other. Then they giggled conspiratorially. “We were just discussing how you drowned us, Doc,” Briana said with a smile. “We were comparing notes, if you want to call it that.”
“And what did you conclude?” I asked curiously.
“We think you’re wicked, Doc!” Jenna giggled. “But we also think you’re so fucking HOT!”
“…and we want to know when we’re going again,” Briana added excitedly.
“Don’t you two ever know when to quit?” I asked in exasperation, shaking my head. Both just smiled coyly at me.
“So when will you need us again, Doc?” Jenna asked with a lustful smile.
“Let me check this recent batch of data and get back to you on that, ok?” I sighed heavily while shaking my head. I heard their giggles behind me as I headed out the door…
2010; 2022 (written for Drownlover Oct 8 ’10; ed. Jul 9 ‘22 by riwa)