Thelamon directed the boat out into the harbor with a heavy heart. This was not to be a pleasure trip. Their owner back on shore had given explicit instructions that were going to prove painful to carry out. These instructions revolved around a female passenger named Lagneia.
So far, she had proved useless when it came to working on the ocean floor. She simply could not stay down on the bottom for any length of time. And she was much too inhibited when it came to enjoying the sexual pleasures of the deep.
Thelamon’s companion Eratos remained silent, also aware of their instructions. This was not an assignment he was looking forward to either. But Owner was adamant. Either sacrifice her to Poseidon, or be prepared to sacrifice themselves in her place.
Lagneia was naked, as were her captors. Her arms were tightly secured behind her back. She knew based on their owner’s anger with her that they were probably taking her out somewhere to dispose of.
She had done the best she knew how. But she simply had not mastered the art of holding her breath for any sufficient length of time. Thus, she was little more than a sex toy for Owner. And he already had plenty of those.
She stiffened as Thelamon began looking down into the water. He soon dropped the little sail and secured the boat. Lagneia thought it odd they were not that far out from shore. In fact, they were just barely out of sight of land.
Thelamon and Eratos quietly made ready. Lagneia looked over the side and down into the water. Wait; was that the temple of Poseidon below them?
She looked up at them with eyes open wide in alarm. They turned and whispered something to each other. Then they nodded.
Eratos brought over the skandalopetra, a heavy rock with a rope attached. “We must practice you on deep dives and long times in the water,” he explained. But the look in his eyes indicated he was not telling the whole truth.
This was confirmed when he did not untie her arms from behind her back. Instead, he wrapped the rope around her waist that was attached to the skandalopetra. It was certainly an odd way to go diving.
She noticed Thelamon focusing intently on something inside the boat. It was as though he did not wish to observe the proceedings. The whole thing filled her with a sense of unease… and impending dread.
She looked down into the water again. Then she nervously asked Eratos, “We are diving at the temple of Poseidon?”
“We are,” he confirmed. “This is to be your final trial.”
“And Thelamon will be pulling me back up?”
“He will,” Eratos replied with a nod. But the look of dismay in his features indicated otherwise.
Thelamon winced with his back to them. He did not want to tell her she was being sacrificed to Poseidon as per instructions from Owner. He did not have the heart to speak it aloud. Thus, he was glad his part of the trip was simply to see to the boat and to pull the skandalopetra back up with Eratos upon it.
“Will you come down and judge my efforts?” she asked carefully, dreading the answer… not that she was going to be able to hold her breath that long anyway.
“Of course,” Eratos replied, trying to sound cheerful. “You must be able to remain on the bottom for as long as myself or Thelamon here” and he motioned at his companion.
Thelamon turned at the mention of his name. He nodded his head in agreement. But there was a haunted look in his eyes that betrayed his true feelings.
Lagneia could not remain silent about her predicament any longer. “What about my arms? And why am I tied to the rope to the skandalopetra?”
“Instructions from Owner,” Thelamon tried to explain. “You keep coming up too soon. Thus, you must be forced to remain on the bottom.”
Lagneia gulped anxiously. “Remain on the bottom?” she repeated. She did not voice the part she was thinking… ‘You mean, to drown as a sacrifice to Poseidon?’
Eratos helped her sit upon the edge of the small boat. Then he gathered up the skandalopetra. That’s when he prepared to drop the heavy rock overboard.
Lagneia began taking long, deep breaths, even as her heart pounded in her chest. She wanted to cry out, to put up a protest. She could tell these two were not happy with the task they had been given. But she knew it would not do for her to make things more difficult for them than they already were.
“Are you ready?” Eratos asked. Thelamon was back to studying something on the boat so he would not have to watch.
Lagneia thought about it for a long moment. There was no point putting this off any longer. Clearly, this was to be her fate, as she doubted she would be able to hold her breath any better here then she had in much shallow water.
“I am,” she finally exhaled. Then she went silent. She wanted to say goodbye to Thelamon. But she could not force the word out of her mouth.
Eratos dropped the weight over the side. Lagneia inhaled sharply. A moment later, the rock pulled her off the side of the boat. She disappeared into the water with a quiet splash.
“Pull me up when I give the tug,” Eratos told his companion. Then he dove head first into the water. That’s when Thelamon turned and looked down over the side before quietly murmuring, “Goodbye, Lagneia. I wish things would not have ended this way.”
With one hand, Eratos grabbed onto the rope unraveling down. It pulled him downward toward the ocean floor. He noticed Lagneia being dragged down feet first, a good five meters ahead of him.
How long would it take? He did not know. For her sake, he hoped it would be fairly quick.
He would do what he had to do. He would pull the slipknot that would release Lagneia from the rope to the skandalopetra. Thus, she would stay on the bottom with Poseidon as Thelamon pulled him back up while he stood upon the rock.
Lagneia felt her heart beating fast. Instinctively, she sensed this would be her last dive. But she could not fault Eratos or Thelamon. They were only following the instructions of Owner.
She bottom out, tethered to the rock by rope around her waist. Her feet ended up less than a meter from the ocean floor. A puff of silty soil rose up in response to the skandalopetra hitting the bottom.
To her surprise, she was facing the entrance to the underwater temple. She actually thought she could see the statue of Poseidon inside. Was the great god of the sea looking out on her, preparing to accept her sacrifice to him as she drowned?
Eratos soon arrived. He looked into the opening to the temple before looking back at her. Then he gave her a sad little smile. It immediately confirmed her suspicions.
So this was to be her end, eh? Lagneia no longer felt afraid. Instead, she felt a strange calmness… along with a growing arousal at her impending demise.
She did not struggle as she released a couple of bubbles out of her nose. She was now too busy staring at the erection that had developed upon Eratos. Was he excited at the prospect of watching her drown?
Her lady parts started tingling like crazy. During their short time together, she had never experienced sex with Thelamon or Eratos. Now she never would, and she was filled with sadness.
As for her lady parts? Strangely, they were tingling more intensely than ever. Lagneia found herself wanting to experience some sort of sexual release at least once before water flooded her lungs.
An idea came to her. She bubbled as she tried to work the rope to the rock below between her legs. Then she tried to ride it a little. The results were less than satisfactory.
She noticed how hard Eratos’ cock had become. It occurred to her she wanted a taste of it at least once. She was running out of breath, so she did not have much time to find out.
Lagneia tried to turn sideways enough to motion with her hand for him to draw closer. Eratos saw her motion. But he could not for the life of him fathom what she wanted.
Surely she understood her part in all this, now that the end was near. Did she want him to free her before she drowned? He was under no instructions to permit that. His orders were to wait until her lungs started flooding before pulling the slipknot to her attachment to the rope to the skandalopetra.
He moved closer, hesitant to observe her drowning too intimately. She just kept urging him closer. What could she possibly want from him??
He got close enough for her to twist, reach out and grab his erection. She bubbled from an increasing strain in her lungs as she stroked it the best she could, surprising him greatly. Then she made a show of opening and closing her mouth before mimicking the act of sucking.
Eratos became puzzled. Was she drowning? No, that was not it. It was more like… what was this? Did she actually want to suck him?
Curious, he stuck his cock between her lips. She immediately latched on and hungrily started sucking, even as her chest started to heave. More bubbles seeped out around the dick in her mouth.
Lagneia grunted and gobbled, finally getting to taste Eratos’ meat. She could not believe how much she enjoyed it in her mouth! Now, she actually wanted to feel it thrusting into her before she drowned. But it was much too late for that.
Eratos reached up and grabbed onto the rope to the skandalopetra to steady himself. A moment later, he felt them being pulled upward. That’s when he realized he must have given it an accidental tug.
They were partway up when he remembered his assignment. He had gotten so caught up in the moment that he had forgotten to pull the slipknot to leave Lagneia behind. But she was still sucking… and he did not want her to stop.
They rose up, the two of them releasing bubbles along the way. Lagneia felt a surge of hope swell within her, even as her lungs burned from a terrible ache of emptiness. She did not know if this was only a temporary reprieve. But she was determined to make the most of it. So she kept sucking and grunting.
Up on the boat, Thelamon pulled on the rope until he saw the form of Eratos approaching. To his shock, it looked like Lagneia was still attached to the rope. What had gone wrong?
Eratos came up and grabbed the side of the boat. Thelamon pulled until Lagneia came up gasping like crazy after coming off the cock in her mouth. Both divers panted loudly for breath.
Thelamon frowned as he looked down at Eratos, waiting impatiently for an explanation. His companion panted heavily, trying to catch his breath.
For the moment, Eratos didn’t know how to respond. He finally gasped, “We, uh… we need… another trial dive.”
How ironic. That statement of fact was more than a little obvious, being as how their task had not yet been accomplished. She was not supposed to have surfaced with him!
“Yes!” Lagneia panted loudly. She knew she had to take advantage of the situation while there was still time.
“Another… dive!” she tried to explain through gasps for breath. “I must… have Eratos… inside me! It is… for Poseidon!” Maybe invoking the god of the sea would grant her permission to avail herself of this unexpected opportunity.
They both looked at her in surprise. Lagneia just nodded as she panted, “Another dive… this time with a… cock inside me!”
Would they allow it? Would Poseidon arrange for it to happen? After all, this might be her last and only chance to feel either one of them inside her.
Thelamon paused for a long moment. There was nothing in their instructions that indicated she had to be denied this final pleasure. So he nodded his head in agreement as he held onto the rope she was still attached to.
Eratos had to admit to himself that he liked the idea. This would be his first time having sex with her in the depths. But he did not wish to force himself upon her.
“Are you sure?” he carefully asked her. Lagneia nodded as she got her breath back.
By now, he was more than a little aroused. Shamefully, Eratos wanted to take advantage of this change in the situation. Besides, if Lagneia was willing, why deny her – and him – of this one last intimate moment?
He excitedly adjusted his position, holding onto the rope to the skandalopetra until he felt his cock slip inside her. She was nice and tight… wonderfully tight. It was disappointing how they’d never shared an erotic encounter like this until what had now come to be the very end of their time together.
She inhaled sharply, thrilled at how wonderful he felt inside her. Perhaps now she would experience a sexual release before she drowned. Lagneia was appreciative to the point where she experienced less despair than she’d felt during her first trip down.
They both inhaled deeply. Then Thelamon let go of the rope. That’s when the skandalopetra immediately pulled them down toward the depths.
Bubbles trickled out of their noses as Lagneia wasted no time wrapping her legs around Eratos. Then she frantically rode him the rest of the way down. She had no idea how much time she had left, much less how long she’d be able to hold her breath. So she had to make the most of the time she had.
There was no point feeling sorry for herself. For some reason, Poseidon had given her an extra dive to enjoy sex with Eratos. Wisdom told her she needed to make the most of it.
The rock hit the bottom again, kicking up a small cloud of dirt all around them. Lagneia paid it no mind. She was riding Eratos’ cock as though her life depended on it. After all, she had no idea how long it would be until she started swallowing water.
Eratos was shocked at this change in Lagneia. But he was not about to allow a situation like this to go without a response. He eagerly thrust into her, momentarily forgetting their assignment to leave her on the bottom as a sacrifice to Poseidon.
He pushed her back a little so he could reach out and grope her breasts. She moaned as she released bubbles out of her nose. Where had this enthusiasm on her part been during their short time together? Now it was sadly about to come to an end.
He pulled out of her, causing her to groan with disappointment. Then he pushed his dick into her mouth. She hungrily gobbled it down, losing more bubbles out of her nose.
Lagneia felt an arousal unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. Was it because she was bound and helpless, dependent upon Eratos and Thelamon? Was it because she was destined to drown? Or was it because she was now feeling his cock inside her… and she was liking it?
Lagneia purposed in her heart to give Eratos as much pleasure as possible before her lungs gave out. So she called on Poseidon to somehow extend her time on the bottom. She also called on him to allow her lungs to flood with a cock inside her. She hoped it would result in the biggest orgasm of her about-to-be-shortened life.
Eratos pulled out of her mouth. She bubbled again in disappointment as he moved around behind her. Then he pushed up into her slit again from behind before reaching around to grope and fondle her breasts.
Lagneia groaned and bubbled from the pleasure of it all. Then she glanced into the temple. Maybe she was seeing things, but it sure looked as though Poseidon was lustfully watching them.
Eratos thrust harder and harder into her, letting out his frustration over this assignment. Now he was taking it out on their victim. But Lagneia was not struggling or putting up a protest. Instead, she was acting as though she was enjoying it!
She glubbed and bubbled as he thrust vigorously into her. He could feel it swelling within him as she wrapped her legs around him behind her, trying to hold on and fuck him. Then he grabbed the rope for support, accidentally pulling on it again.
He felt a tug before the rope started to pull them up. It caught him off-guard, reminding him of the task he was required to perform. But he was too absorbed with his pleasure to pull the slipknot and leave Lagneia behind.
As for Lagneia? Her lungs were on fire all the way up. But it felt strangely thrilling. She decided it was not such a bad ending to her life to drown with Eratos’ cock inside her.
Eratos emptied himself into her halfway up. She groaned and bubbled as she wriggled around on his cock. He held onto her by groping her breasts as the rope pulled them upward.
Thelamon saw bubbles bursting up at the surface. He was sure the deed had been down. But when he looked down, he thought he saw two bodies coming up.
He kept pulling until both heads came up together. They immediately gasped before panting loudly for breath. Eratos grabbed onto the boat to hang on, putting less tension on the rope Thelamon was holding onto.
“What happened down there?” he finally demanded, glaring at Eratos. Now he was starting to get angry. This was not going the way Owner had wanted it to go.
“The fault is mine,” Eratos told him as he panted heavily. “Lagneia wanted a last fuck.”
“You were supposed to leave her down there as a sacrifice to Poseidon!”
Lagneia looked up at him in anguish. Thelamon saw her expression and immediately winced as he regretted his words. He softened considerably as he gently told her, “I’m sorry. But it’s what Owner, uh… I’m… sorry.”
“I am… not offended,” she panted. “And I understand. I just wanted… one last… fuck is all.”
Thelamon turned his head away in sorrow. “I’m sorry. It’s just that… Owner wants us to… to…”
“I know,” she admitted as she panted to get her breath back. “But perhaps… one last… dive?” Lagneia couldn’t help wondering if she was pushing her luck. Would they be willing to grant her one last request?
Thelamon looked at her questioningly as he held onto the rope. He could not fathom what she wanted.
“This time I want… you both inside me. If I must… be sacrificed… then I want…” She let it trail off, afraid her request would not be granted.
Eratos could not believe it. But he immediately smiled up at his companion as he told him, “It is her last wish, Thelamon. So come down with us. We owe it to her.”
“I do not know if I can,” he confessed.
But he was already starting to think about sticking his cock in her down on the ocean floor. What’s more, it was now beginning to stiffen at the thought.
Lagneia saw it and gave him a seductive smile. “Perhaps you both will enjoy fucking a sacrifice to Poseidon?” Thelamon blinked in disbelief at her words.
Lagneia realized she was no longer afraid. At least she was receiving pleasure during her last moments of life. What more could she ask for?
Thelamon looked down at them both. Now he was truly sporting an erection. “You are brave, Lagneia. I will come down with you.”
She gratefully nodded as she began taking long, deep breaths. The guys breathed deeply right along with her. “I am ready,” she finally declared, right before she inhaled sharply.
The guys inhaled deeply. Then Thelamon let go of the rope. Eratos grabbed the rope and was pulled downward with Lagneia in a flurry of bubbles.
Thelamon shook his head at the strange course of events. Was this all Poseidon’s doing? A moment later, he dove in and grabbed the rope as the weight of the rock pulled them all downward.
It took very little time before the rock bottomed out, once more kicking up a puff of soil and sand. They were close to the temple and could see the statue inside. Lagneia immediately prepared herself for a long, last fuck and breath-hold.
The guys groped her all over. Then Thelamon hesitantly thrust his dick between her lips. She greedily sucked him down, grunting and groaning.
Eratos parted her legs and licked her slit. She was already lubricated from her extreme arousal. She wriggled erotically as she humped against his face.
This time, Thelamon pulled the slipknot to the rope, freeing Lagneia from the skandalopetra. Then he pulled her down and impaled her upon his erection. She bubbled and groaned as he went all the way inside.
Eratos quickly got behind her. Then he pushed his way deep into her anal passage. It gave way, allowing him to slide right in.
Lagneia stiffened and shuddered. Then she climaxed right then and there. She had no idea it would feel this good. Now she could drown before Poseidon.
They gave her the double-fucking of her life. But Lagneia embraced it fully. If she were destined to drown, she was thankful to Poseidon she would be allowed to do it in the midst of a pleasure sandwich.
She was groped and fondled as they thrust in and out of her. The guys were rougher than they might normally have been. The assignment had filled them with added stress, and they could not help taking it out on her.
Lagneia reveled in being their bound underwater whore. Besides, it was happening in full view of Poseidon’s temple. If she were to drown now, she could think of no better location than to have the statue looking out on them.
Both cocks thrust in rhythm until she climaxed again. Then they thrust in opposing rhythms. It was so incredibly erotic that she climaxed a third time as she struggled to hold her breath.
Her last orgasm came when they both pumped cum into her holes. That’s when the guys pulled out of her. Lagneia felt the strain in her lungs and realized she needed to reach the surface right away.
Instinctively, she started kicking upwards. But her arms were still secured behind her back. She realized she would have to do it all with her legs.
Thelamon was about to pull down on an ankle to keep her down when Eratos stopped him. He shook his head no. Then he motioned they should follow her up to the surface.
They started up, careful to stay below her. Both males were also feeling the need to breathe in their lungs. But Eratos kept indicating they should leave her alone and see what happened.
Lagneia kicked hard as she released the last of her breath. Now her lungs were really on fire. She wondered why she was trying so hard to reach the surface when she was supposed to stay down and drown as a sacrifice to Poseidon.
She was really hurting. It felt like she wasn’t going to make it. If only her arms would have been free.
Lagneia kicked harder, determined to reach the surface or drown in the attempt. She felt a hitch in her chest, and she almost gulped. Then she burst up, taking a long, tortured breath.
Eratos and Thelamon popped up on either side of her, both panting heavily. There was a long silence as three sets of chests heaved. Thelamon was the first to speak.
“Eratos, what do… we do now? You know what… Owner instructed… us to do!”
“I know, Thelamon,” he panted. “But what else… can we do? She has passed… three different trials. Or perhaps Poseidon has… not accepted… her sacrifice. Either way, we surely… cannot leave her here now… or it will go badly for us.”
“Well, we certainly cannot take her back,” Thelamon retorted. “Owner will not be pleased.”
“Not be pleased? Not be pleased at how long she stayed down with us? Not be pleased that she can give such pleasure at the bottom of the ocean? You know as well as I; you saw her yourself!”
Lagneia winced at their dilemma. She wanted to be appreciative of their incredible gift of sex to her. “I will go back down,” she meekly told them. “I would not wish either of you to get in trouble on my account.”
“No,” Eratos said firmly. “Poseidon has decided. There will be no sacrifice today. We will take Lagneia back and see what Owner says to these new developments. Come, Thelamon. Help me get her back onto the boat.”
They released her from her bonds. Then they helped her back onto the boat. Lagneia could only offer an inward ‘thank you’ to Poseidon or to whatever god had decided to spare her this day.
7/24/24 Inspired by an Oeff idea, with characters created by Oeff.