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Breaking in a sex slave 4.3 (18)

Posted on June 1, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Meet Emma Peele… a private eye who’s young, proud and cocky. The little Japanese girl lives for danger. But at a petite five foot nothing she has to be careful of the situations she finds herself in. She prides herself on keeping her wits about her and slithering out of any perilous encounters.

Her latest assignment involves one Mika Areola! The PI believes the South American vixen is trafficking in female slaves. All she needs to do is to sneak into the woman’s home, obtain some proof and then get the hell out of there before she’s caught. It’s dark out when she makes her move.

The feisty little PI asked for this mission. She’s seen pictures of Mika and she wants to help put the wicked bitch away for good. But she’s also imagined what might happen to her should she get caught. It was just too erotic of an assignment to pass up.

The house is easy to break into, perhaps a little too easy. It’s there that Emma finds some rather incriminating information. Then the lights come on and she finds herself confronted by the sex-trafficker herself.

“Well, well,” Mika says, her eyes blazing lustfully. Oddly the woman is unarmed. “I was expecting the Agency to send someone, but I never expected it to be YOU!”

Emma swallows hard as those familiar tingles set in, tingles she experiences every time she finds herself in trouble. “You can’t keep me here against my will or you’ll be in so much trouble!” she says brashly. “So if you don’t mind I’ll just be on my way.”

“Think again, bitch!” Mika gasps excitedly and Emma bolts for the door. Mika wrestles her to the floor where she pulls the PI’s blouse back over Emma’s arms, rendering her helpless. Then she stands her up, exposing the young woman’s heaving breasts.

“I need another slave to sell, honey, and you’re perfect!” she coos at her. “You can’t do this to me!” Emma yells. But Mika chuckles sinisterly as she brushes her hair like a lover. “You don’t have a choice in the matter, honey!” she tells her. “Besides, I love breaking Asian sluts like you!”

Emma cries out again as Mika cruelly gropes her tits. The PI’s nipples give away her excitement and it does not go unnoticed. “BITCH!” Emma screams as her hands are bound behind her back with her blouse.

“Now, my pretty; it’s time to start your training,” Mika gasps with excitement. “You go to HELL!” Emma blurts out defiantly and she tries to scream, hoping to attract some attention. But the South American lashes out with a hand, grabbing her throat and choking her.

“Let’s get something straight, little girl,” Mika growls as she squeezes tighter. Emma’s eyes start to bug out and she feels a humiliating arousal, her pussy wet underneath her skirt. “I could kill you right now by simply choking you to death. But that would be no fun, wouldn’t it. So I’ll tell you what. You lick my pussy… and I’ll stop choking you. Deal?”

“DEAL!” Emma gasps, on the verge of passing out. Mika lets go and Emma collapses onto her knees, coughing and gasping. Then the South American tantalizingly pulls down her skirt, revealing no panties and a neatly trimmed pussy that glistens with arousal. Emma shudders in horror as a shameful arousal courses through her. Gawd; she just can’t allow herself to become some woman’s bitch!

Emma starts to make a break for it, only to feel that hand around her throat again. Once more her eyes start bugging out and she feels her pussy moisten with a terrible arousal. Deciding she has no other choice she stops struggling, gasping “ALL RIGHT – ALL RIGHT!”

“Lick it good, bitch, or your training ends right here and now!” Mika warns. The trembling PI leans forward and begins to lick cautiously. The South American moans with pleasure and for Emma it’s humiliating as hell. The last thing the Asian wants to do is get her enemy off. But she knows she must use her wits to stay alive, even if it means doing acts of sexual degradation.

“You like it, don’t you!” Mika chuckles and Emma feels a flush of embarrassment. “Let me know how much you like it, honey!” The PI moans but the reaction is not entirely forced. Her body is alive with sexual tingles of incredible arousal. It’s disturbing licking such pleasure into the South American and she’s into it much more than she wants to be. ‘I’m just trying to stay alive!’ she keeps telling herself.

Mika moans and begins to hump the PI’s face. Emma feels a hand entangle in her hair and she knows her chance of escape has been limited. She was hoping to weaken the woman by inducing an orgasm, but now the bitch has a good grip in her hair.

“Gawd!” Mika sighs, her body responding. You are a talented bitch! I’m gonna cum, honey; better get ready!”

Emma winces in shame as she licks harder. It seems the more her enemy gets off on it the more excited she becomes… as though she actually WANTS to get this woman off! Is THIS why she signed up for this dangerous mission to begin with??

“Gawd; you’re going to make someone a good slave, bitch!” Mika gasps appreciatively. “That tongue of yours alone is worth the price I could get for you! Maybe I ought to just keep you for myself!”

The South American’s whimpers increase in pitch until she suddenly starts humping the Asian’s face, gasping excitedly as she cries out in pleasure. Emma is ashamed to feel her own orgasm wash through her. But she decides it’s the price she has to pay if she’s to attempt to secure her freedom. A moment later Mika pulls her to her feet.

“That was absolutely heavenly!” Mika sighs with pleasure. Then she grabs Emma’s head and kisses her. The PI is ashamed when she returns the kiss and their tongues lovingly wrap around each other in a passionate kiss. But as they kiss Emma’s mind races as she contemplates how she can extricate herself from this dangerous situation.

“Very nice – you’re off to a good start,” Mika coos at her. “I think you’re going to make someone a fine sex slave, honey. We just have to continue with your training is all. Now I think you’re going to find what I have next for you rather… interesting?”

Emma feels a jolt of alarm and she figures it’s now or never! She suddenly makes a break for it, figuring she’ll deal with the embarrassment of getting outside topless if it means her freedom. But Mika is right on her ass and she’s tackled to the ground.

“BITCH!” the South American snarls. “Now I think you’re going to pay for your foolishness!”

“GET OFF ME!” Emma yells, her heart racing as she struggles violently. At that moment she’s sure it’s a life or death struggle and she fights like a hellcat. “THIS should take care of you, BITCH!” she hears Mika declare. A moment later she feels a blow to the back of her head. It knocks her unconscious and she moans as the lights go out…

—

Emma awakens to discover that her situation has deteriorated considerably. She’s completely naked and a blindfold covers her eyes. There’s a round ball-gag in her mouth and she grunts in alarm. Her arms are outstretched with rope binding her wrists, and she feels more rope tethering her ankles. Something presses into her back, arching her forward and making her tits stick out. It’s uncomfortable as hell, yet almost immediately she can feel her nipples harden from her dilemma.

“Are we comfortable now?” she hears a familiar voice and her naked body stiffens. “Not so defiant now, are we!” Emma whimpers into her gag, knowing she’s probably in for it now. Unfortunately her pussy is embarrassingly damp and she tries to wriggle, testing her bonds.

“You’re not going anywhere, honey!” she hears Mika declare. There’s a disturbing tone of cruelty in her voice. She grunts and tries to cry out, demanding the woman release her at once. Emma is suddenly trembling with fear and arousal. and she’s afraid her situation might trigger a humiliating orgasm, one that her enemy might enjoy witnessing.

“It’s time to teach you a lesson, bitch!” The voice comes from a different direction and she whimpers as she turns her head. “You’re gonna pay, little girl!” and she jerks her head again as the voice comes from yet a different direction. “BITCH!” the voice yells from right in front of her and Emma finds herself trembling like mad, her pussy dripping.

All of the sudden she feels a hand on her chest and she cries out, her body shivering like crazy. “Here I am, honey,” she hears Mika breathe into her ear. “You and I are going to become intimately acquainted before our time together is over.” Then a hand brushes over her quivering tits, a finger flicking her nipple. She moans softly as her body tingles like mad. She’s perilously close to orgasming; at this point she can barely hold it back!

“Gawd, baby; those nipples of yours are so hard!” Then she feels the bitch grab them and twist them a little. She cries out, her body writhing as she whimpers in agony. She had hoped the pain would diminish her arousal, but if anything it has made things worse.

“I think you’re horny,” she hears that voice tease her and she moans again. “Would you like to cum? I think I’d dearly love to see that!” There is cruel amusement in the voice. Emma trembles like mad, her orgasm just beyond the horizon. Hands slither down her body and she tenses, whimpering helplessly. Then she feels it rub over her swollen little nub, and she winces as she instinctively humps forward. Gawd, she needs to cum so fucking bad!

“BITCH!” she hears Mika blurt out and she gets a hand swat in her pussy, causing her to cry out and wince. Then the hand returns and she feels it rubbing her pussy before fingers slip into her dripping cunt and start thrusting hard. Emma screams into her gag as it breaks over her like a massive wave. She shudders until it finally passes, leaving her weak and breathless.

“Why you BITCH!” she hears Mika cry out. “I didn’t fucking give you permission to cum!” A moment later she winces as something smacks her tits. Then it comes up against her wet cunt and she winces and jerks. The South American laughs at her as she is hit again and again with some sort of cat ‘o nine tails – not hard, but certainly enough to make her jerk, wince and grunt. At the same time she feels another orgasm coming on.

“CUNT!” she hears Mika blurt out. “WHORE! BITCH! You fucking wanna cum AGAIN??!!” Emma moans and whimpers, her body writhing at the pain mixing with the pleasure. The tails keep hitting her, enough to make it sting a little, but unfortunately not enough to stop her arousal. Then she feels Mika’s hot breath on her face.

“You love it; don’t you, bitch!” Then the hand returns to her pussy and she feels fingers slip inside and begin to thrust. “You cum and you’re dead, bitch! Do you hear me?? DEAD!!” Then the fingers thrust hard into her throbbing cunt and Emma fights like hell to hold it back. When it erupts inside her with a roar, she cries out as she loses control of her body. It finally passes, leaving her even weaker than before… only to be alarmed to hear Mika snort as the gag is pulled out of her mouth. “I’m gonna fix you once and for all, bitch!” she snarls and a moment later Emma feels a cloth press over her mouth and nose. She cries out as the noxious fumes get to her, and a moment later she goes limp as everything around her goes dark…

—

When consciousness returns Emma discovers that things have gone from bad to worse. She feels like she’s all tied up but for some reason she feels like her body is suspended from the ceiling. Her wrists are tied together, her arms stretched upward, and her legs are tied together around her ankles. Amazingly there is no gag in her mouth.

“Well, I see you’re awake, my pretty!” she hears an ominous voice in the room. It comes from somewhere behind her and she senses she is in big trouble. “Now it’s MY turn to get off!” A moment later she feels something press against her anus, forcing its way inside her.

Emma is horrified as she hears the South American giggle. “It’s time I have myself a little Japanese ass,” she hears Mika chuckle cruelly. Her heart rate spikes as a jolt of tingles flood through her body, and she finally finds her voice.

“NOO! YOU CAN’T! DON’T DO IT!” But it slides deeper inside her and she whimpers and moans. Then she cries out again, “YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME! YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING PAY FOR THIS, BITCH!”

“No, honey; YOU’RE going to pay! I’m going to enjoy fucking the shit out of your ass!” Then it starts thrusting in and out of her anal passage. Emma cries out in agony as her adversary laughs behind her.

Emma yells and screams as Mika brutally fucks her ass. “Let me hear it, bitch!” she laughs. I want your pain! I want to hear your screams! Why do you think I didn’t gag you?”

“You, BITCH!” Emma cries out and her body rocks as the South American thrusts hard into her ass. “So long as I cum I don’t give a shit!” Mika laughs at her.

Emma feels a hand reach underneath her and it finds her nub, rubbing in a swirling motion. Instantly her cries and protests are reduced to moans and whimpers as Mika laughs behind her. “Take it, you Asian cunt!” the sex-trafficker gasps excitedly. “Gawd; you’re gonna make me cum again!”

The little PI tries to hold it back; oh how she tries! But her helplessness and the peril of her situation is simply too much for her to bear, especially given the fact that her adversary is getting off on her suffering. Emma moans and then her eyes roll as her body shudders helplessly. Her hands flex as her feet curl, and it isn’t long until she hears the woman behind her cry out in orgasm.

Mika pulls out and brings the strap-on around, forcing Emma to fellate it, tasting her own ass. The South American cackles with glee as Emma grunts and winces.

“Now I have another ass for you to taste, honey,” Mika giggles. “Cooperate and it will go much easier on you. Defy me and I might just use all of this rope I have on hand to hang your sorry ass.” Emma is too weakened from her last orgasm to be defiant, and she puts up no resistance.

She is taken down from her suspension and marched over to a wrought iron single bed with a metal frame on each end. She’s placed onto the mattress on her knees where her ankles are roped and tied to the frame behind her. Her waist is roped to the frame in front of her, pulled forward into an uncomfortable position. She grunts and moans, afraid of what is to come.

“What?” Mika observes with a chuckle. “Is that uncomfortable, bitch?” Then to make matters worse her adversary crawls up onto the bed, crosses her arms behind her back and then ropes them up to the ceiling. “Now my little slut is ready for the next part of her training,” the South American observes with cruel amusement.

Mika moves around and kneels right in front of her, bracing herself up against the metal frame. “Lick my ass, honey,” she giggles. “You’ve tasted yours; now it’s time to taste mine!” Emma is horrified and she cries out, “FUCK YOU!”

In a flash the South American whirls and lashes out, grabbing the Asian by the throat. Emma’s eyes start to bug out as the cruel sex-trafficker starts to squeeze. “So what’ll it be, honey?” she asks ominously. “Are you gonna lick my ass? Or are you willing to die right here on the bed as I slowly choke the life out of your miserable carcass?”

“I’ll lick!” Emma gasps as she manages to get the words out. “I thought you’d see things my way,” Mika chuckles with amusement. She lets go and turns around to brace herself against the metal frame once more. Emma has no choice, not if she wants to live. She tentatively leans forward, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out. In no time at all she has the South American breathing heavily. Her captor wriggles her ass against the probing tongue.

“That’s MUCH better… oh gawd; right there… mmmmm, such a good little slut!” Emma’s face flushes crimson with humiliation as she’s forced to lick Mika’s ass, and her tormentor sighs with pleasure. “Gawd, honey; I’m going to hate to give you up! Such a good little whore!”

Mika gasps excitedly and then bends forward a little more. “Now the pussy, honey; I’m dripping wet!” Emma is forced to taste the South American’s pussy drippings. Once more she’s hit with a disturbing rush of tingles as her tongue laps up the flowing liquid. It’s infuriating knowing she is getting the woman off, but she has no choice in the matter. What’s more, she is finding it more erotic than she would care to admit.

“FUCK!” Mika gasps. A moment later Emma gets a mouthful of fluid as the South American cums hard. It’s enough to trigger yet another embarrassing orgasm of her own and she moans as she laps up the dripping juices. Then Mika climbs off the bed, leaving the two of them panting heavily. “I think you’ve earned a little reward,” the South American snickers. Emma is alarmed to see the cruel woman produce the same cat ‘o nine tails that had been used on her before. “Scream and you’re dead!” Mika warns. Then the tails begin hitting her breasts, her legs and her ass. Emma winces in agony, inwardly vowing revenge as the South American laughs at her discomfort.

“Tell me you want more!” Mika demands. Emma grits her teeth before asking for another lash. It makes contact and she winces in pain. The South American keeps ordering the little PI to ask for more and Emma winces and nods. It is cruel but the Asian is disturbed to discover she’s getting wet again… and greatly aroused.

“Gawd, I love watching you squirm!” Mika gasps excitedly. “But now I need another orgasm from you, baby… and I know just how to put that filthy mouth of yours to use!” Emma grunts in alarm as the woman leaves, only to return with a rather wicked looking strap-on that is designed to be inserted into the mouth and used to fuck the receiver.

“This is for me!” the South American gasps excitedly. She forces it into Emma’s mouth and straps it down around the poor woman’s head. “Now you’re going to fuck me the way a lowly slave SHOULD fuck her Mistress!” Emma’s eyes blaze with hatred and she shakes her head again… until a hand lashes out and wraps around her neck, choking her again.

“Do we have a misunderstanding here?” Mika asks ominously. Emma’s eyes get big again and she feels her pussy moisten with a terrible arousal. She shakes her head and the South American chuckles. “I didn’t think so, bitch! Now get to work!”

In Mika’s other hand is a vibrating wand as she bends over the metal frame. “Now fuck my cunt, bitch!” she demands. “Fuck me like a good slave or there’s going to be hell to pay!” Emma is totally humiliated, but she pushes forward with the strap-on embedded in her mouth until she finds her adversary’s wet opening. She leans forward, pushing the phallus inside. The South American gasps with delight and begins to push back, declaring “Fuck me, bitch! Fuck me!”

Emma grunts as she forces the dildo protruding from her mouth in and out of the pussy of her gasping adversary. Mika takes the vibrating wand and touches her own clit with it to add to her sensations, gasping pleasurably. A moment later she screams out, “Yes – yes – YES – FUCK ME NOW!”

Emma recognizes the moment Mika cums. But she cannot stop her own climax from overtaking her, and she shudders from a humiliating orgasm of her own. It is embarrassing as hell being treated like a sex slave. But all she can do is bide her time, hoping for her opportunity to get away and report back to her superiors.

She is forced to continue fucking with the dildo in her mouth until Mika is satisfied, her sexual desires momentarily quenched. To add insult to injury the head strap-on is removed. Then Emma is forced to lick clean the South American’s drenched pussy.

“Get it all, bitch; don’t leave a mess!” she’s told. Emma is ashamed of the intense arousal she experienced, but she does what she is asked until Mika is satisfied. As a reward she is freed from the awkward position she has been in, having been forced to kneel upon the bed all this time.

“Now it’s your turn, honey,” Mika grins at her, waving the wand around. “After all, I’m sure a little slut like you virtually LIVES off orgasms; am I right? I think it’s time to see just how many you can take. What do you think?”

Emma’s eyes widen in alarm. She knows if she’s subjected to many more orgasms she will be too wiped out to attempt any kind of escape. “No!” she gasps anxiously. “I’ve done everything you wanted. Now let me go!”

“Not until I’ve forced more juicy orgasms out of your little slut body,” Mika cackles with glee. Emma tries to struggle, but she ends up being forced down upon the bed again as the South American stretches both arms toward opposing bed frames.

“Get off me!” Emma demands, violently struggling underneath the taller woman. “They know I’m here! They’ll be here any moment now to shut you down!”

“I’m calling your bluff, bitch!” Mika cackles. It isn’t long until Emma’s arms are outstretched and loosely secured to the bed.

“YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!” the little PI hollers. The South American simply laughs at her as she takes one roped ankle and stretches it toward the edge of the bed, tying it off. “TURN ME LOOSE, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” Emma declares. But Mika grabs her other leg and stretches it toward the opposite bed frame.

Emma is horrified to find herself being stretched spread-eagled on top of the bed. Her left arm and left leg are tied to one side and her right arm and right leg tied to the other. She is nude, her pussy is dripping wet and her nipples are harder than they’ve ever been.

“YOU BETTER FUCKING CUT ME LOOSE!” she tries one last time, only to have Mika come over and force the red ball-gag back into her mouth. She grunts in horror, feeling extremely vulnerable.

“There!” Mika crows triumphantly. “That ought to shut you up!” Then she walks away, leaving Emma squirming and grunting indignantly, lying spread-eagled cross-wise on the bed.

When the South American returns Emma sees a vibrating wand in one hand. But when she sees the ominous strap-on again, her eyes widen in horror and she starts shaking her head. “I KNOW you’re a little slut!” Mika giggles at her. “Now it’s time to see just how much of a slut you are!”

The South American moves to the side of the bed and begins to edge the strap-on into the little PI’s quivering pussy. The vibrating wand lies on the bed next to her and she knows she is totally screwed now. She tries to thrash about, but that just allows the dildo to slide deeper inside her. In an instant her defiance has been reduced to helpless moans and whimpers into the ball-gag in her mouth.

“Damn, but those nips are hard, baby!” Mika observes cruelly. “I honestly think you’re looking forward to this!”

Emma grunts in agony, shaking her head as her body quivers from a terrible excitement. Then the imitation cock is inside her and Mika starts to rock, causing it to slide in and out of her throbbing cunt. “Time to get fucked, honey,” the South American giggles. Emma is reduced to grunts, moans and whimpers.

Emma’s legs are spread horribly wide, having granted the strap-on easy access into her already sopping wet pussy. Now Mika thrusts it in and out, setting her to wriggling like mad as her arousal cranks up another notch. “Mmmmm!” Mika purrs excitedly. “That’s a GOOD bitch! I can’t WAIT to see you cum! And since I can’t wait…”

Emma suddenly hears the familiar buzz of the vibrating wand. She stiffens in an attempt to brace herself. A moment later she feels it upon her tender clit. With the strap-on thrusting inside her it’s enough to set her off.

She screams as her orgasm devastates her, her hands flexing helplessly as her feet cock and curl. Her eyes roll as her body shudders and she’s hit with a massive wave of white-hot pleasure. Then the vibrating wand is mercifully pulled away, leaving her panting for breath through her nose.

“Yeeeaaaahh!” Mika gasps excitedly. “That is so fucking hot, baby! Watching you cum is so damned erotic! Gawd, honey; I think I’m going to cum too! Let’s see how many more you’ve got hiding in there, shall we?”

Emma whimpers weakly, begging for her adversary to stop. But the rubber cock just keeps thrusting into her overly-heated cunt, rubbing against her velvety walls and driving her insane. Then she hears the buzzing vibrator once more and she winces, whimpering helplessly.

It touches her clit and once again she pops off, screaming into the gag in her mouth as her hips rise up to meet the thrusting strap-on. Her hands flex like crazy, her feet cocking like mad as her eyes start to roll up into the back of her head. A moment later she hears Mika gasp, “GAWD, I’M CUMMING TOO!” Then their mutual cries of sexual passion fill the basement they’re in.

The vibrator is pulled away but for some reason Emma can’t catch her breath. She has a drugged look in her expression. Her mind screams “NO MORE!” but the bitch just laughs at her as the strap-on continues to thrust inside her. It’s driving her insane – making her lose her mind. Then the vibrating wand returns and with a gentle touch on her sensitive clit Emma is screaming again, her hips bucking, her torso rising up as if wanting more.

This orgasm feels worse than the others and her body writhes around like crazy, her mind no longer in control of her motor functions. Her hands struggle feebly with the ropes she’s bound to, and her legs jerk in vain as though trying to pull free from her bindings. Her vision blurs as she hears Mika gasping from yet another orgasm of her own. Then she finds herself lying limp on the bed, totally unable to move.

Emma breathes shallow, her senses momentarily shorted out. Her body feels weak all over, as though it’s been used for a punching bag. Then from out of a foggy haze she hears Mika’s voice…

“Damn; you’re wet, honey! I wonder how you taste!”

OH GAWD; NO…

A moment later Emma feels a mouth on her pussy, feels a tongue lapping up her flowing juices. She hears a murmur of approval, a groan of pleasure. Then she hears the buzzing again, feels it touch her very sensitive clit.

Emma jerks and bucks as her eyes roll into the back of her head. This one is worst of all and it takes her breath away as it batters her into blissful unconsciousness. A moment later her head lolls as her body sags like a rag doll.

As Emma passes out, Mika cums hard one last time. She pants heavily as she removes the ball-gag from the unconscious woman’s mouth. “Damn, honey; you’re going to make a great slut for this middle-eastern man I know. But you should know, baby… he hangs the slaves he’s dissatisfied with… hangs them in the nude in front of his entire harem. I know you’ll probably be defiant to him just once too often, honey. Damn; I wish I could be there when he strings you up!” Then she collapses into a nearby chair, panting heavily as she watches Emma’s chest rise and fall, pondering who she’s going to gather into her evil clutches next…

(written for Emma Apr 21 ’10 by riwa)

(Preview pictures are from whippedass.com and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Male uw bj 4.2 (5)

Posted on May 29, 2015 by riwa

(repost for the guys and girls who like this)

Now that I’ve broken down his barriers I just can’t help myself. I think he knows what I’m thinking when I suggest we go for another swim. I want something of his in my mouth.

Once we’re in the water naked I go right for his cock. It’s amazing how hard I get whenever I get to touch it and stroke it while I’m submerged.

When we surface I kiss him as much as he allows, my tongue hungrily probing his mouth as I anticipate the moment his cock will be between my lips. For some reason I just can’t help myself.

When we’re both back underwater I can’t help reaching out for his stiff member. My cock is hard and my mouth waters with longing. I want him to skull-fuck me, want to suck him so bad.

When I first take him into my mouth I feel an arousal unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I think it is because I’m sucking cock underwater, his cock. Knowing I’ve aroused him gets me all worked up.

When I take him deep he tips his head back and groans, his cock throbbing in my mouth. That’s when I caress his balls, moaning hungrily as I suck him down.

I can see the look of pleasure in his face when I look up at him. Knowing I’m making him feel so good thrills me and makes me suck his cock even harder.

My dick is hard, and I grunt excitedly as I gulp him down. I reach up to touch his chest and then grab his hand and direct it onto my head. Strangely I want him to force me; it turns me on.

When he pushes down on my head I feel like a cheap whore. But I can’t help reaching back to touch my cock as he forces me down. It’s hard and throbbing; I’m horny as hell.

As he starts to thrust up into my mouth I grunt and gurgle as though it’s not something I want to do even though I really do. He knows I do that deliberately, and it makes him push down on my head even more.

I suddenly take him nice and slow, wanting to leave him in delicious agony. My lungs are burning but I don’t want to go up just yet. I’m too busy enjoying my tasty treat.

The water stirs above me with my bubbles as I bob up and down on his cock. I’m really excited and I can’t help myself. All I know is that he’s letting me feast on his juicy man-meat while I’m forced to hold my breath.

I tell myself I’ll stay down as long as it takes to get a mouthful of his spunk. I don’t care if my lungs end up straining for all they’re worth. It’s a part of the excitement, and I enjoy holding my breath and sucking cock.

I bubble like mad, my lungs needing air. He lets me back up, but I see the look in his eye – the need for release. Then he pushes my head back down onto his meaty pole. He wants to fuck my face, to cum in my mouth. I want that too.

I never thought he’d let another man suck him. Now I can’t seem to get enough underwater cock. Our time together is short; he’ll be flying back home soon.

That’s why I enjoy sucking him off in this pool every chance I get. I know we could be swimming around more. But I love the way his cock twitches in my mouth as I try to grant him that much-needed release.

It’s partly for selfish reasons. My cock gets so hard when I know I’m pleasing him. I can tell by the way he eagerly thrusts into my mouth how much he’s enjoying the blowjob I’m giving him.

It’s MY mouth he wants to cum into, and that turns me on like you wouldn’t believe. Being underwater only adds to my arousal. My groans and bubbles as I vacuum his dick into my mouth is an incredible thrill.

That’s why I sometimes struggle a little while he’s forcing me. It’s like he wants to use my mouth for his pleasure whether I’m willing or not. I can tell by the way his cock twitches that he loves the way I suck his meat.

My cheeks go concave as I vacuum his tasty dick. My tongue licks all around his shaft and it makes him twitch and thrust harder into my mouth. I know it won’t be much longer.

When I sense he’s close I grab on and caress his balls while sucking him harder. It makes me feel like some kind of slut sucking his dick underwater. But for him I’ll be that slut any time he’ll let me.

Air leaks out around his cock in my mouth, and I feel my lungs start to tense up. But I want him to cum in my mouth so bad, so I just keep on sucking. Sometimes I even imagine him cumming in my mouth as he drowns me!

When I feel him thrust into my mouth again it makes my own cock rock hard. I know that when he cums I’ll probably cum too. I can tell he’s really close.

When his hand comes down on my head to hold me in place I know he’s just about there. It makes me suck even harder, and I struggle to gulp him down my throat. Sometimes I gag and cough up bubbles just to turn him on.

At times I really want him to gag me with that hot dick of his. Sometimes I think I would even risk letting him drown me if that’s what it would take to get him off. It’s all about his release, about tasting that creamy load in my mouth.

I hear him start to groan loudly above the water, and I know it’ll be any second now. So I grab his cock and really start stroking him as I suck him hungrily. My lungs are on fire, but he’s almost there and it makes me push myself.

My cock is so hard I can tell I’m going to cum the moment I receive his load. Then he starts thrusting hard into my mouth; a sure sign. I eagerly cup and massage his balls, urging him to give it all to me.

My lungs are on fire, but with his first shot into my mouth I furiously stroke my cock until I start to spurt too. We cum together; the moment is incredibly erotic. I’m dizzy as hell, but all I care about is making him shoot his load into my mouth.

Up at the surface we kiss again and he tastes my cummy lips. His breath is heavy; I know I’ve given him great pleasure. But he’s given me great pleasure as well. I know we’ll do this again and again until our time runs out and we have to go our separate ways…

(written Feb 20 ’10 by riwa)

(Vidcaps found on the Internet and used for illustration purposes only.)

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Anchor’s Away! 3 (5)

Posted on May 26, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

Janet wriggled and squirmed in her black latex outfit. Normally she would have enjoyed the feel of tight latex upon her skin, the feel of her outfit cut well up her thighs as her breasts were deliciously encapsulated. But her current situation was anything but normal.

Unbelievably, Skip had attached her to a large anchor standing on the very edge of her indoor pool! Her arms were secured behind her back, her legs cuffed to the lower part of the anchor! She could actually see herself in the long mirror in front of her… see her reflection indicating the peril she was in!

For Janet was indeed in great peril. One gentle shove and she would go over backward into the pool! And with the weight of the anchor there would be no way she would be coming back up on her own!!

“SKIP?!” she called out anxiously. “Skip, where ARE you??!!”

“I’m here, Janet,” a voice echoed from some loudspeaker. “I’m watching you!!” There was a hint of amusement in the voice… amusement and menace.

“SKIP?? WHAT’S GOING ON?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME??”

“Isn’t it obvious, Janet? You’re about to go for a little swim!”

“BUT I CAN’T GET LOOSE FROM THIS ANCHOR, SKIP! IF YOU WANTED TO WATCH ME SWIM THEN WHY AM I TIED TO THIS ANCHOR??”

“Because I want more than a little swim out of you, Janet. I want to watch you drown.”

“DROWN??!!” and Janet’s heart skipped a beat. She could feel a terrible throb in her pussy from the latex and from the words of a man she’d known and trusted for ages.

“YOU’RE GOING TO DROWN ME, SKIP??!!” she asked in utter astonishment.

“Yes, Janet. That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” There was an element of excitement in his voice… almost as though he was looking forward to this.

“But WHY?? WHY, SKIP??!!”

“Isn’t it obvious, Janet? I’ve grown tired of you. It’s time to make a change.”

“A change?? SKIP, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??!!” Now she was hyperventilating, her pussy all wet and mushy down below. Gawd; this was erotic torture!

“I’ve decided to see someone new, Janet.” Skip’s voice said evenly. “You understand. We had a good run, you and I. But all good things must come to an end I suppose. And since you are a mermaid I think it only fitting that you spend your final moments at the bottom of the pool. Naturally I couldn’t allow you to swim free. So I made other, shall we say… arrangements?”

Janet’s heart fluttered in growing panic. Gawd; he was SERIOUS!! It had finally come to this… and she’d never seen it coming!!!

“SKIP, WAIT!” she called out. “IT DOESN’T HAVE TO END THIS WAY!”

“Oh yes it does, Janet,” he replied calmly. “Drowning you really is the best way. Besides, I’ve made arrangements so that with that latex you are wearing – and as you hold your final breath – you will have a rather glorious orgasm as you drown.”

“SKIP; NOO!!!”

“Anchor’s away, Janet!” Then she felt herself start to tip over.

Janet let out a cry as the anchor went over backwards, her mind screaming, “THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!!!”

Then she inhaled sharply just as she hit the water with a splash…

Janet grunted as the surface of the pool covered her… as she took what was to be her very last breath. She very nearly orgasmed right then and there!

She stared up at the surface in shock as the anchor took her down. She was unable to comprehend why Skip had decided to drown to her! It was simply inconceivable!!

She hit the bottom of the pool with a thud, looking up in shock and dismay as her cheeks began to bulge. She was hot and bothered in her latex, her pussy all wet and mushy. She could feel her orgasm closing in on her, ready to overtake her at any moment!

Her mind screamed, “SKIP, NOOOO!!” Then the horrific eroticism of her situation became too much for her to hold back. Her breath exploded out of her mouth as her orgasm overtook her, completely enveloping her in a wave of white hot pleasure.

Janet shuddered as her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Then she instinctively inhaled and her eyes flew open! She grunted and gurgled as her body bucked and shuddered, a second more powerful orgasm overtaking her.

Janet moaned and shuddered, drowning as she climaxed so very, very hard. Then her consciousness started to diminish. Her last thought was incredulity as she wondered why Skip had chosen to get rid of her. Then she faded away, staring up at the surface with a blank look in her expression…

Janet suddenly sat up in bed, breathing heavily. The sheets were completely soaked, the dream still fresh in her mind. It was just as disturbing as it had been so terribly erotic.

She got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. Then she went over to her computer, unable to go back to sleep. The dream had been much too unnerving.

Instinctively she clicked on her email. Amazingly there was a message from Skip. Janet gasped anxiously as she opened it up, her fingers trembling on the keyboard…

Dear Janet,

You were on my mind today and I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me! I will always love and appreciate you! You have given me great pleasure over the years and I look forward to many more years to come.

Get some rest, my darling! I love my mermaid with all my heart!

Skip

Janet read the message again with tears in her eyes. Then she shut off her computer and went back to bed. This time there would be no crazy dream as to how he felt about her or whether or not he still loved her. She would be able to sleep the sleep of the loved and cherished. And tomorrow she would find some way of doing something special for Skip in the pool as her way of showing him her great love for him…

(written for Skip Sep 23 by riwa)

(Posers are provided by Skip and are for illustration purposes only.)

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May 23, 2015 Update 2.3 (3)

Posted on May 23, 2015 by riwa

(A very, very late update I’m afraid…)

I FINALLY returned from a trip to see mother this past week. I’d been wanting to see her since early April, but things never seemed to work out. I finally got the opportunity to go despite some less than ideal weather.

We had an enjoyable visit, and I took a lot of pictures. Then I sent some of those pictures to one of the ladies I write for. She observed how happy mother looked and how close we appeared to be as mother and son. She is correct, and I try not to think about a future that may not have her in it for whatever reasons; ie., sickness, accident, etc.

Mom showed me one of the new Scheels stores in town, and we were both visibly impressed. Of course I took my camera to get lots of pictures. Naturally what caught my eye the most was the large aquarium toward the front of the store. If you google Scheels Aquarium you will find some interesting information about it. (Naturally it got me to thinking about story ideas.)

Sadly I was unable to visit with my sister. When I got to her building there was a notice posted on the door about a stomach virus going around and that perhaps a visit should be put off until later. Mom has plans of going to see her soon and I hope to hear that she is doing all right and that she did not get too sick.

Rent is going up here and I am in the middle of trying to decide should I stay or should I go (sounds like the lyrics to a Clash song). I moved last year, and the thought of moving again makes me groan and wince. But change is a part of life, and if I do decide to move I know it will all work out for the best.

I wish to thank those of you who have donated and who have purchased stories at the UWFetish store. I actually made enough to pay for fuel and motels for this past trip. Every sale and donation helps, and I am very appreciative. You have all been very kind to me and I greatly appreciate you stopping by and finding some story to enjoy.

Warm weather is coming and I hope you all have a fantastic summer. Enjoy your time with friends and family. All too often we read stories that remind us how precious life is and how short it can be sometimes. So enjoy each day and take good care of yourselves and your families.

Thanks for stopping by…

Addendum

I wrote this so quick that I totally forgot to mention that mom and I went to the cemetery where her many relatives are buried. It is also where my grandfather is interred. He served in World War II.

It is sobering to see how many are buried there who died in service to our country. Had he not returned safely I have to question if I would even be here today. There are so many who gave the ultimate sacrifice. I shudder to contemplate what might have happened had we been forced to invade the islands of Japan and the countless number of lives that would have been lost on both sides.

Mom left some flowers there as she told me how people back in her day seemed to be a lot more respectful of the dead. Maybe she’s right. But what really sobered me was when she pointed at a certain section of the cemetery.

“You see how many flowers are missing from those graves over there?” Then she pointed at a newer section and replied, “It’s because the people who would have brought flowers are now buried over in that section.” She knows so many friends and family interred there that it made me realize just how old we both are.

I’m not sure why I decided to add this part. But for some reason it seems pertinent at this time of year. Maybe it is meant for someone… or maybe it is just meant for me for reflection. If that is the case, please don’t mind me as I occasionally need to be shaken out of my daily routine to be reminded that there are greater things in life to think about every now and then…

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Emma institutionalized 4 (5)

Posted on May 22, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

If Emma would have had any clue whatsoever, she might honestly have backed out of it! But it was Maureen she’d been making plans with. And after all… she trusted Maureen!

Or so she thought…

The plan had been for her to dress all slutty and walk the streets as a lowly prostitute early Saturday evening. Then Maureen would come along, pick her up and take her to a motel room for the night where things would naturally get “out of hand”. Her friend always had a way of pulling something deliciously unexpected on her and her coy attitude promised this time was going to be no different.

“So will my chink bitch be ready for Saturday?” Maureen asked her on Thursday, a wicked grin on her face. Emma trembled excitedly as she said she would find something appropriate for the occasion, some outfit she figured would drive Maureen crazy.

Emma could hardly wait until Saturday afternoon. But the day finally arrived. At 4pm that afternoon she dressed up in her sluttiest attire that was sure to leave Maureen breathless and agitated, an outfit complete with her traditional knee-high black boots. Then she took the bus down to the agreed-upon location to wait for Maureen to come get her.

As she waited patiently she got more than her fair share of attention on the street along with the rest of the street walkers. Maureen was late and a couple of cars actually pulled up, the clients whistling at her and waving her over, much to the annoyance of the other hookers. Naturally she felt obligated to go over and talk to them, even though it was probably not the smartest idea in the world.

She got a couple of tempting offers and it was all she could do to politely turn the guys away. She found herself tingling like crazy at the thought that one of them might pull a gun on her and kidnap her, forcing her to go along with him. Thankfully none of them pressed the issue and she went back to walking the streets, getting the stink-eye from the other females as she waited nervously for Maureen to arrive.

At one point she heard a couple of them whispering in low tones about what they should do to the new girl. One suggested they ought to take her back into the alley, crack her over the head and leave her in a dumpster, believing the city wouldn’t care about one more missing whore. Emma trembled like mad, deciding that she’d better keep her distance from them and that she’d better keep a sharp eye open for trouble.

Emma was more than a little anxious, feeling all tingly and breathless at the peril she might be in if Maureen didn’t get her ass down there and soon! She was relieved as hell when a familiar vehicle pulled up. She casually walked over to the curb as the passenger side window was rolled down. But she got the shock of her life when she bent over, looked in and saw…

“AMY?? Ohmygawd; what are YOU doing here???” GAWD! This wasn’t at ALL who she’d expected!

“Get in, bitch!” Amy growled ominously. “I see you’re out turning tricks again.”

Emma’s face instantly went beet red. She was mortified, totally embarrassed. She could also see by the look on Amy’s face that she was now in deliciously wicked trouble. Had it not been for the fact that Maureen was supposedly on her way she would have willingly hopped into Amy’s car.

Gawd! What would Amy do if Maureen suddenly showed up right then and there and found out Emma had been having play-dates with her other friend instead of her??

“Uh… I, uh… I’m sort of, uh… waiting for someone, Amy.”

“Well I’d say someone has found you; haven’t they, bitch! Now get in the fucking car!” The handgun that suddenly appeared in Amy’s hand made Emma swallow hard.

Ohgawd! Was that thing REAL???

“I’m sorry, Amy, but I’m sorta…”

“Get IN… the FUCKING… CAR!”

Trembling like crazy, her pussy feeling like it was about to erupt in an explosion of erotica at any moment, Emma reluctantly crawled into the front seat next to Amy. But her friend did not seem the least bit interested in the aroused look in her anxious face like she normally did. Gawd; what was going on here??

Amy pulled away from the curb, keeping the gun handy as Emma trembled uncontrollably. She looked at her friend in utter shock, trying to fathom what on earth might be going on… and how she was going to get word back to Maureen! Then a thought came to her…

Had Maureen actually set this whole thing up??!! It didn’t seem likely. Gawd; what the fuck was she DOING, getting into Amy’s car like this??

They rode in silence for the longest time, Emma nervously eyeing the gun in Amy’s lap. At one point she instinctively tried to inch her hand toward it. “I wouldn’t if I were you, bitch!” Amy warned. “…not unless you want your brains splattered all over that side of the fucking car!” Emma inhaled sharply and sat still for the remainder of the trip, trembling like mad, unwilling to call her friend’s bluff.

Amy drove in a direction totally foreign to Emma. The poor thing simply could not keep from shivering erotically, wondering what the hell was in store for her. Eventually they pulled into a long driveway and drove up to the door of a structure that looked disturbingly like an old, recently remodeled sanitarium. Emma was shocked when she saw who came out to greet them…

OHMYGAWD!!! KELLY???

Her former friend and playmate was all dressed up in a nurse’s outfit. But the material seemed off, almost as though it might look more appropriate on a lingerie model. She was wearing white fishnet stockings with white garters along with a set of white high-heeled shoes. The only thing that seemed appropriate was the nurse’s cap on her head with the bright red cross on it.

“Is this the one?” the young woman asked Amy as she opened the passenger side door. In an instant Emma recognized the voice. It was definitely Kelly all right; that and her black hair gave her away! As her former friend reached in and grabbed an arm Emma resisted, pulling back.

“That’s the one,” Amy said, all business-like. “I caught her out on the street doing tricks again.”

“We’ll take good care of her then,” the woman Emma knew as Kelly responded, pulling sternly on her arm.

“Amy?” Emma gasped as Kelly pulled her out of the car. “Amy; what’s going on?”

“Doing with you what I should have done with you a long time ago, bitch!” she said angrily. “Now you’re going to get professional help!” Emma’s eyes went wide in horror.

“Amy?? You’re JOKING!!”

“Do I look like I’m fucking joking to you?”

“Come along, young lady!” Kelly insisted, pulling on her arm while acting as though she had no clue who she was taking inside. “You’re coming with me!”

“AMY???” Emma gasped in shock. “What the fuck are you DOING??? Don’t let them TAKE ME???” In an instant she began to struggle violently.

“I need some help out here!” Kelly called out as she tried to keep Emma in her grasp.

As if anticipating they would be needed two blondes instantly came out in similar attire: white fish-net stockings with white garters; white high-heeled shoes and white caps with that familiar red cross on them. But the nurse’s outfits still did not seem quite up to code, almost as if they’d been bought out of a lingerie costume shop just like Kelly’s. The two young women quickly grabbed onto a struggling Emma, instantly subduing her.

“Take good care of the fucking whore!” Amy stated angrily. Then she looked right into Emma’s startled face. “Let this be the LAST TIME I catch you pimping yourself out on the street, you little slut!”

“AMY???” Emma gasped in horror and at that moment she decided it was time to lay her cards on the table. The whole thing felt like it was getting way out of hand.

“I was on that street waiting for Maureen, Amy!” she cried out as they started dragging her toward the door. “You gotta believe me!”

“Sure you were, miss,” Kelly told her in a patronizing manner. Then she looked back at the car, hollering out, “WE’LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER, MA’AM!”

“YOU DO THAT!” Amy hollered back. “SEE YOU LATER, WHORE!”

“BUT YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!” Emma screamed out into the air. “AMY; I WAS WAITING FOR MAUREEN! IT’S THE GAWD’S HONEST TRUTH! DON’T DO THIS TO ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME! MAUREEN’S GONNA WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!”

“Whatever, whore!” Amy called out with a wave of her hand as if she didn’t believe a word of it.

“AAYYY – MEEEEE!” Emma’s cry was cut off as the front door closed on her. She had a humiliating orgasm as she was dragged into the foyer. When it finally faded she found her voice.

“You bitches can’t DO this to me!” she cried out at the three of them. But at five feet nothing she was no match for any of them, especially now that an orgasm had just stolen some of her fighting strength.

“Now you just calm down, miss,” Kelly told her, still acting as though she didn’t know her.

“You’re gonna fucking PAY for this!” Emma yelled at them all, her heart hammering in her throat. “You’re making a fucking mistake and you’re all gonna PAY!

“Where’s that damn straight jacket?” Kelly demanded loudly. Emma’s eyes went wide with fright.

“LET ME GO!” she yelled, trying in vain to break free. “LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING WHORES, OR I’LL CALL THE COPS ON THE LOT OF YOU!”

“But you don’t GET a phone call in here!” Kelly snarled at her. “This ain’t no fucking PRISON, you stupid whore! You’re sick in the fucking head and we’re going to fix you right up!”

Another blonde in the exact same attire came scurrying out with a straight jacket. Kelly snatched it from her before giving Emma a wicked glare. “Get her out of those fucking clothes!” she demanded and the girls quickly went to work on her.

“GET OFF ME!” Emma yelled as they ganged up on her. They began stripping her out of her attire, leaving only a meager pair of damp panties on her body. She was embarrassingly wet and several of them commented on how horny the fucking bitch seemed to be, touching her and groping her shamefully.

She was powerless to stop them from tying her down inside the straight jacket. She yelled and screamed but it did her no good as she was secured into the confining garment. As they held her down and finished cinching her down in the damned thing, her pussy went off again, overwhelming her in a second wave of erotica.

Emma lay there panting heavily, looking weak and drugged. The four girls looked down at her with strange looks of lust on their faces. That’s when she knew they knew she’d cum right there in front of them all! She felt her face flush red with humiliation.

“Did you see that?” one of the blondes gasped. “She CAME! Why that fucking little WHORE! She actually CAME!”

“I SAW IT!” another one giggled. “Damn! She’s nothing but a filthy little SLUT! What a HORN-DOG!”

“Oh, she’s going to cum a lot more before we’re through with her, girls.” Kelly smiled ominously at her and Emma shivered in horror, her pussy dripping her excitement down her bare legs. “Now get this bitch down to the therapy pool right away!”

“Yes, ma’am!” one of them replied and the three of them hustled her off down the hall. Emma’s weakened voice echoed back with cries of “GET ME OUT OF THIS, KELLY; YOU HEAR ME? YOU’RE ALL GOING TO BE IN BIG TROUBLE. I WANT TO MAKE A PHONE CALL! LET GO OF ME, YOU FUCKING WHORES! I GET TO MAKE A FUCKING PHONE CALL!”

They marched her down a hall, Emma cursing them the whole time until they led her into some sort of room with a collection of gym equipment. But they didn’t stop there. Instead they took her straight through another door on the opposite wall until she entered a room with an indoor pool.

Uh – oh…

“Stand her right there on the edge, girls!” a familiar voice ordered. As they marched her to the edge of the pool Emma turned to see who’d spoken.

Standing there watching them bring her in while wearing the exact same garb was yet another blonde-haired nurse, one Emma was more than a little familiar with. The young woman’s eyes flashed with anticipation as the girls turned and left, leaving Emma alone with someone she knew all too well.

“BETH???” she blurted out in disbelief. “What the hell are YOU doing here??” Emma gasped fearfully, her throbbing pussy on the verge of yet another erotic release.

“I don’t know how you know my name, little girl, but I’m only here for one thing…. and that would be your therapy, bitch!” Beth gave Emma a sadistic smile as she walked right up to the trembling young woman. Emma was totally astonished.

“Let’s get started, shall we?” the nurse suggested. And with a casual push into Emma’s chest she sent the petite young thing tumbling backward into the pool with a splash.

The straight jacket was disturbingly heavy and Emma had to kick hard just to get herself back up to the surface. But Beth was right there waiting for her, kneeling on the tile floor. She lashed out and snagged a handful of hair.

“Hold your breath, bitch!” she ordered. “We’re going to wash that defiance right out of you or one of us is going to drown… and it sure as hell AIN’T going to be me!” Then she was abruptly shoved under.

Emma lost it again and she climaxed hard, caught up in a massive wave of erotica that swept through her body. She burbled weakly, no longer able to kick herself up to the surface. Beth finally had to pull her up by a handful of hair.

“I surrender!” she sputtered helplessly. “I won’t fight you anymore! Get me out of here!”

“Damn right you won’t fight me anymore!” Beth growled and she was shoved back under where she burbled helplessly. She was brutally dunked over and over again, her times shortening underwater as she grew weaker with each dunking. Then Beth finally pulled her back up, allowing her to gasp weakly.

“Had enough, bitch?”

“Yes,” Emma gasped pitifully. “Please… just get me… out of here! I can’t… hold… my breath… any longer…”

“You’ll damn well hold it for as long as I say,” Beth snarled at her, “or I’ll fucking DROWN your ass, bitch! Accidents happen in this place all the time. I’ll just say you fell into the fucking pool and drowned! No one knew you were in here until it was much too late! Now get your ass back DOWN there!” and she was brutally shoved back under.

GAWD!

Emma shuddered hard as yet another climax slammed into her body. She burbled weakly, her eyes all dazed, firmly believing Beth might just have her ultimate revenge and might hold her under until she drowned! Then she was pulled back up and dragged out of the pool where she lay gasping and sputtering on the tile floor.

Beth went over and picked up a phone. “She’s meek as a kitten now!” she stated to someone on the other end of the line. “Now get someone down here and haul her ass out of my therapy pool!”

In less than two minutes two nurses came in. Emma was stood up and dragged away. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Beth sadistically licking her lips at her.

Emma was hauled down a hallway and thrown into a padded room with a single bed. “Try to stay out of trouble, you fucking whore!” one of the blondes told her. “We’ll be back for you later.” Then they closed the door on her.

There was a small window in the door and she looked out. But she saw no one looking in on her. Exhausted, she crawled over to the bed and crawled into it, panting heavily and feeling totally humiliated. She couldn’t even move; the damn straight jacket had seen to that! She realized she was in a shitload of trouble!

As she panted weakly, quietly trying to compose herself as she lay there on the single bed, she found herself contemplating how she was going to get word back to Maureen. She couldn’t believe Amy had done this to her! The bitch had actually betrayed her, hauling her ass off to some sort of sanatorium and having her committed or something!

She couldn’t help wondering what other brutal tortures awaited her. But she’d been virtually wiped out by her many orgasms and she needed some rest. In less than five minutes she’d curled up in her straight jacket and had fallen asleep…

—

“How’s she doing?” Maureen asked.

“The little bitch is sleeping it off,” Kelly answered with a snicker. “Beth gave her a good working over in the therapy pool. Beth smiled sadistically at them when they all looked in her direction.

“You should have seen her fucking face,” she smirked. “I swear I wrung two or three good orgasms out of that slut! I gave her a damn good dunking, that’s for sure!”

“The chink bitch probably deserved it,” Maureen replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she turned to face Amy. “I’m so glad you called when you did. This is MUCH better than what she and I had originally planned. I’ll bet the chink bitch is freaking out down there!” and she pointed down the hall toward her room.

“So what’s next for the little slut?” Amy wanted to know.

“Oh, she’s going to get a thorough examination,” Kelly said matter-of-factly. “… by the entire staff!” she added with a menacing leer.

“Gawd!” Maureen gasped appreciatively. “I wish we could be in there to see it.”

“Help yourself to the window in the door,” Kelly remarked with a twinkle in her eyes…

—

Emma was brutally awakened by the sudden appearance of seven nurses in her room including Beth and Kelly. “On your feet, whore!” Kelly demanded. She was roughly pulled off her bed as the girls all gathered around her, a couple of them holding onto her.

“Take the jacket off, girls!” Kelly demanded and the girls proceeded to pull it off. “Panties too!” Kelly ordered and they started to pull her panties down.

“What the fuck are you going to – AAUUGGHH!” Emma screamed as Kelly pulled her head back by her hair, telling her to shut the fuck up. A moment later they all pulled out a disturbing array of medical instruments. Emma trembled like mad, her pussy screaming at her.

“Get the fuck off me – UGH!” In an instant she was on her hands and knees.

Latina nurse named Mika shoved a dildo into her mouth, other medical instruments hovering dangerously close to her. “Looks good in here,” she stated. But the nurse examining her ass with a wicked looking instrument disagreed, saying she might have something contagious up her rectum. That’s when Kelly ordered a private examination.

Emma was hustled into a private room where she was gagged and put up on a table. Kelly, Beth and another nurse all wore masks as they examined her. Nasty looking medical instruments were everywhere and she whimpered fearfully. When Kelly said they had to check her pussy for bacteria she couldn’t help herself. Emma orgasmed hard as she got all caught up in a wave of erotica.

“This pussy is fucking INFECTED!” Kelly exclaimed. “…probably from the bitch’s slutty history. Prepare to operate!” Emma cried out into her gag, wriggling and squirming like crazy.

“Hold her down, girls!” Kelly stated and Emma felt some sort of object placed over and into her pussy. It was enough to cause her to orgasm hard again. “The fucking slut came!” Kelly observed. “Infection removed! Let’s get her back to her room!”

“Subject’s clean, girls!” Kelly announced when Emma was hauled back into the room. But Emma was certain things were only going to get worse.

They made her straddle the bed where nurse Mika turned her ass toward her. “Better see if that tongue works good!” she stated excitedly.

“Ok, cunt!” Beth announced, raising her hand up. “Get to licking that ass, you filthy fucking whore! We’ve got to see if that tongue has been infected as well!”

“You bitches are insane!” Emma demanded, trembling like mad. She wasn’t about to lick anyone’s ass in this crazy place.

“You’ll do as you’re told!” Kelly told her, “or you’ll find yourself back in the therapy pool! Right, nurse?”

“Damn right!” Beth proclaimed. “You’d better start licking if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise there might be a little, uh… accident in the therapy pool!”

“Just drown the slut and be done with her!” one of the other girls suggested with a wicked smile. Emma nervously brushed her hair back out of the way.

“All right – all right!” she exclaimed. “I’ll do it, ok?”

“Now THAT’S what I’M talking about!” Mika said with a smile. “She’s nothing but a fucking little street-whore!” another added. “She can lick MY ass next!” suggested a third. Emma was soon inundated with requests to lick pussy and ass.

Fuck you all!” Emma cried out defiantly. She wasn’t about to become anyone’s ass-licking whore, not in this damn place! That’s when Kelly grabbed her hair, yanking her head back.

“Better change your fucking mind in one big hurry, bitch!” she hissed into her ear. “Otherwise Beth won’t be so forgiving next time!”

“Let me have her!” Beth exclaimed. “This time I’ll fucking DROWN the tramp!”

“ALL RIGHT – ALL RIGHT!” Emma gasped, her pussy tingling like mad. “You win! I’ll lick this one pussy right here.”

“You’ll fucking lick them ALL bitch!” Kelly told her and she was dragged off her bed by her hair, yelping and squirming. “Line up against the wall, girls!” she ordered. “This bitch has got some licking to do!”

Poor Emma orgasmed again as she was pulled onto her knees over to the wall. The nurses all lined up, wiggling their asses at her. “Since you keep mouthing off you’ll start with our therapy nurse!” Kelly demanded. “Now LICK HER ASS, YOU FUCKING WHORE!”

One nurse grabbed her by the hair, shoving her head up into Beth’s aromatic ass. “Lick her ‘til she cums, bitch!” Kelly warned, patting Beth’s ass. Otherwise you’ll be going for another swim!” Emma reluctantly stuck her tongue out and began licking and probing.

“Oh, THAT’S the shit!” Beth exclaimed as the other nurses told Emma to make their fellow nurse cum. She was utterly humiliated but she did as she was told.

Outside the door Amy and Maureen watched gleefully as their little slut was forced to lick every single pussy and ass in the room. Amy was breathing heavily while Maureen was rubbing her crotch through her outfit.

“Think she’s getting off on it?” Amy asked.

“The chink bitch is probably fucking LOVING it!” Maureen admitted. “The fucking little whore LOVES licking pussy, especially when she’s fucking FORCED to!”

At that point the nurse forcing Emma to lick seemed to get angry about something. Both girls watched as she forcefully pulled Emma’s head back by a handful of hair. “Did I say you could fucking SLACK OFF, bitch?” they heard her demand angrily.

“You’re going to fucking LICK every damn cunt and ass in this here room or there’s going to be HELL to pay! You fucking GOT IT? Now make her CUM, damn you!” Emma whimpered but she did as she was told. Amy and Maureen watched with sadistic glee as their slutty little whore was forced to service each and every female.

“I don’t think she’s got a fucking clue WHAT the hell she’s doing!” Beth announced dramatically after Emma had made the last one cum. “I don’t think so either!” another nurse added. “I think there’s something wrong with her fucking mouth!”

“Is something wrong with your mouth, bitch?” Beth demanded of Emma. The poor thing whimpered as she shook her head no.

“I think there is!” Beth proclaimed and she was dragged back onto her bed. “Let’s check that fucking mouth, bitch!” Her mouth was violently pulled open as a vibrator with a clit stimulator was brutally shoved inside. Meanwhile someone else began pinching her tits.

Emma yelped from the nipple twisting. She was told to lick and suck on the vibrator but she tried to resist. “Somebody shove something up her fucking cunt!” Beth demanded. That’s when Kelly produced a translucent pink rubber dildo which she proceeded to push inside her. Emma shuddered hard as another orgasm was painfully forced out of her body.

The vibrator was turned on and Emma was forced to deep-throat it as it buzzed in her mouth. She squirmed in a futile attempt to resist but they held her down easily.

“I’m told the bitch has a history of sucking cock,” Nurse Mika said thoughtfully. “She shouldn’t have any problems using that slutty mouth and that damn tongue of hers. What do you think could be the problem with this bitch?”

“I think she simply wants a real cock,” Nurse Beth observed. “We have several reports of her having sucked cock like a cheap back-alley whore. She seems to like getting herself into situations where she has to suck cock to keep herself out of trouble.”

“Better get some cocks in here right away then,” Mika suggested. “We’d better find out if those reports are true or not.”

“Right away!” one of the other nurses responded and she turned and walked out of the room.

“We’re going to put that slutty mouth to good use, bitch,” Beth told Emma with a sadistic chuckle. A moment later the door opened and Emma saw the nurse return with…

OHMYGAWD! Her arms were LOADED with dildos and vibrators of all sorts! Emma shuddered hard as they were passed all around.

“We’ve got some ‘cock’ for you now, bitch!” Beth observed dryly. “Let’s see you put this mouth into action now!” Then she pried Emma’s lips apart.

Another nurse helped open her mouth, saying she had just the thing to shove inside. Behind her nurse Mika laughed, waiting with a dildo of her own to shove inside.

“NO! DON’T – UGH!” Emma’s mouth was pried open and she was forced to suck dildos of all shapes and sizes.

“Suck ‘cock’, bitch!” Kelly demanded with a hearty laugh. “Deep-throat that fucking rod, you filthy little SLUT!” Emma gurgled as it was shoved halfway down her throat.

—

Out in the hall Maureen had pulled her pants and undergarments down and was furiously frigging herself. Amy stood next to her appreciatively, both of them watching as Emma was forced to deep-throat dildo after rubber dildo.

“Want some help with that, baby?” Amy asked with a sly grin as she reached over and began rubbing Maureen’s dripping cunt.

“Gawd!” Maureen breathed heavily. “That’s so fucking hot watching them torment the little chink bitch!” Amy just giggled at her.

“Then allow me to torment YOU a little, my dear,” she purred as she slipped a couple of fingers inside Maureen’s dripping snatch. The girl moaned softly, her eyes never leaving the squirming oriental inside the room…

—

“More ‘cock’!” Mika demanded, using her hands to force Emma’s mouth wide open. “The slut needs more ‘cock’!”

“Then more ‘cock’ she shall have,” Beth declared with amusement. Together she and the other nurse forced TWO dildos into Emma’s mouth. “Keep fucking that cunt!” Beth added. Emma came hard again, someone furiously working the dildo in her pussy as they forced two more into her gaping maw.

Her mouth was brutalized with ‘cock’ after ‘cock’ as each nurse took a turn. There was much laughter and gaiety; nothing at all like a true therapy session! This was nothing short of a lesbian gangbang pure and simple… and Emma was the star of the show!

After yet another climax Emma simply collapsed from exhaustion. The girls took a break as Nurse Kelly instructed one of the others to go fetch a hypo for the tired little slut. Emma’s eyes went wide in horror.

“Oh don’t worry, you sexy little bitch,” Kelly laughed at her. “This will give you the energy and stamina you’re going to need for what lies ahead.” There was much laughter and Emma moaned helplessly.

The nurse returned and she was given a shot in her rump. After about five minutes or so she felt her strength return… something which the nurses all took note of. “I believe our patient is ready for the next phase of her examination!” Nurse Kelly said proudly. “It’s time to ream that ass or hers!”

OHMYGAWD! Emma eyes went wide in horror and she started shaking her head. They just laughed at her as she was turned around on her back, her ass lifted up in the air.

“Now here’s the deal,” Nurse Beth said with a wicked glint in her eye as she produced a large dildo. “Now you’re going to rub your own pussy while we fuck your ass; you GOT IT?”

“Absolutely!” Nurse Kelly added, flashing a wicked looking black phallus in her face as other nurses grabbed her legs and pulled them apart. “Now start PLAYING with yourself, you little whore!” Emma trembled but she did as she was told.

Nurse Beth laughed at her as she shoved a flesh-colored dildo into her ass. “Now make yourself cum, bitch!” she giggled. Emma was horrified that she had to participate in such humiliating abuse. But she began rubbing herself, wincing and moaning.

There were hands all over her butt as Nurse Beth fucked her ass. Emma dutifully rubbed herself, her face awash with shame as she was fucked. It was humiliating, and yet it was incredibly erotic! She felt a massive orgasm headed her way!

“Please!” Emma gasped. “Stop! I’ll do anything you want!”

“But we want you to fucking CUM!” Beth laughed at her. “Now CUM for us, you fucking little street-whore!”

Emma whimpered as Beth fucked her ass. “Make yourself cum, bitch!” Beth persisted and Emma rubbed herself more aggressively.

“CUM FOR US, BITCH!” Beth hollered at her. A moment later Emma came hard as a wave of erotica flushed hotly through her body, soaking her pussy. Other hands joined in and she groaned in agony.

“Try this big, black one!” nurse Kelly said with a sadistic laugh.

“Cum for us again like a good, little bitch!” Beth admonished as she helped force the black monster into Emma’s ass. The other nurses moaned erotically as Emma was forced to rub herself again.

“FUCK!” Emma screamed as another climax shook her. This one almost felt like an ass-gasm as she cried out in agony. The black dildo shoved up her butt came out wet with her ass juices. She moaned wearily, wondering if the torment would ever end.

They finally stopped long enough to allow Emma to get her breath back. Then they began circling around her slowly, calling her all sorts of filthy names as they reached out to her, grabbing or caressing some part of her wildly tingling body. Emma moaned heavily, her eyes glazed over from her many orgasms, desperately willing her torment to end.

“That’s a slutty little ass you’ve got there, bitch!” Kelly stated. “Get the bitch on her knees so Nurse Beth can fuck that ass!” Emma yelped as they rolled her over and they spread her legs as she half knelt on the bed.

“Perfect!” Beth announced and she grabbed a vibrating dildo. She turned it on and shoved it home. Emma cried out as she was brutally fucked. It wasn’t long until yet another orgasm was torn out of her writhing little body.

“That pussy of hers is fucking wet!” another nurse observed. “I’ll bet she wants her pussy fucked like a good little whore.

“Is that right, bitch?” Kelly asked and Emma moaned helplessly. Kelly grinned as she grabbed a flesh-colored strap-on and waved it in front of Emma’s face.

“Will THIS do the trick, bitch?” she laughed sadistically. Emma just shook her head anxiously, her pussy throbbing in fearful anticipation of getting a good hard fucking. Gawd! How the hell had she gotten herself into this mess??!!

Kelly laughed as she strapped it around her waist. Then she slowly made her way behind the tormented Asian, crawling up onto the bed. “Since you like cock I think it’s only fair that we GIVE you cock… just not the way you were probably hoping for, bitch.” There was laughter all around.

“You know how some people wean kids and animals off bad habits by making them overdose?” Kelly explained as she centered her strap-on against Emma’s trembling pussy. “…like making their kids smoke until they puke? Well, we’re going to try and fuck the desire right out of you, bitch!” Emma gasped as the strap-on was shoved inside.

“Take it, bitch!” Kelly gasped, thrusting hard. “Take my fucking cock up your juicy twat!” Looking back she could see other nurses with dildos in their hands as they patiently waited their turn. That’s when it got to be too much for her. Emma cried out as yet another orgasm was forced out of her trembling body.

“Fuck her hard!” one nurse exclaimed. “I get a chance too!” another one cried out. That’s when Beth grabbed her by her hair. “Somebody fill this slut’s mouth!” she demanded.

A black dildo appeared out of nowhere. Then it was shoved in past her parted lips, gagging her as Kelly continued eagerly fucking her cunt.

“Fill both ends!” someone suggested. “The fucking little slut has holes in each end so let’s fill them all!”

“Good idea!” someone else said. “Sluts like this one always love a good gangbang!”

“That’s right,” Kelly observed as she continued to thrust. “Since this fucking little street-walking whore likes cock so much, we’ll fucking give her all the ‘cock’ she can handle. Beth? …if you please?”

Emma watched in horror as Beth attached a strap-on of her own. Then she stood in front of her, waving it back and forth like a hard cock watching for a slutty pair of lips.

“Open that mouth, bitch!” she demanded, but Emma hesitated. “I said OPEN THAT FUCKING MOUTH, YOU LITTLE WHORE!” A couple of nurses pried her jaws open and Beth thrust inside.

“Now take our cocks, you fucking whore! Take ‘em like the good little street-walking slut we all know you to be!” There were cheers and laughter as it was thrust hard into her mouth and Emma gagged on it.

Emma was brutally fucked in both ends, so much so that another monster of an orgasm was torn out of her body. She was being brutalized by all these women. But as much as it humiliated her she couldn’t seem to stop the erotic feelings she was being overcome with.

The nurses took turns fucking her, and the room was soon filled with the moans and groans of the highly aroused. Emma wasn’t the only one moaning and groaning. Those who had a hand in fucking her mouth or pussy seemed to get off on abusing her as well. Even those simply watching seemed to be turned on observing her agony.

It wasn’t long until someone suggested she needed a good double-fucking from behind, much to the agreement of the whole room. Emma was too weak to protest and she was lifted off the bed as one of the nurses slid in underneath her. Then she was slowly lowered, her ass impaled by yet another strap-on as some bitch stepped on her with a nylon-covered foot to keep her down. Emma shivered with erotica, moaning helplessly.

As if it had been scripted in a porno, Kelly came up to her and fucked her mouth as she was forced to ride the dildo up her ass. Some nurses were telling her to suck it while others were egging her on to ride the ‘cock’ up her ass. Emma whimpered as yet another powerful orgasm came rushing toward her.

Nurses hovered all around her, telling her what a filthy slut she was and just how badly she needed this particular kind of therapy. Kelly showed her no mercy, forcing her strap-on deep down her throat as the rest of the nursing staff helped her bounce up and down on the dildo embedded up her ass.

“Somebody stuff that slutty cunt of hers!” someone called out. Emma was horrified to see one of the nurses climb aboard the bed, sporting yet another strap-on. Then she felt it being shoved inside her pussy while her ass was still being violated by the nurse underneath her.

“Now THAT’S what I call a slutty little whore!” someone exclaimed. There was much laughter as Emma was double-stuffed. Her orgasm charged toward her and she knew it was going to be huge!

Emma cried out as both of her holes were filled, a cry that was cut off as yet another nurse shoved a dildo into her mouth. It was all too much! Emma screamed into the phallus between her lips as her body was ravaged by a devastating orgasm.

After that everything became a blur as she took one dildo after another. She thought she remembered passing out, only to be awakened long enough for another nurse to take a turn. It finally became just too overwhelming and she eventually passed out again…

When she finally regained consciousness she looked around to see that she was back in her own bed. She looked around in astonishment, trying to remember how she’d gotten there. At first she thought it was all just a dream… until she realized just how sore and exhausted she was.

She thought she heard voices out in the living room and it took everything she had to crawl out of bed and go investigate. When she opened the door she was shocked to see Amy and Maureen kissing each other, eagerly groping each other’s naked bodies. Then Maureen caught sight of her standing there looking at them and she grinned wickedly at her.

“Back for more, you chink bitch? …or have you had enough for one day?” Amy stopped to look at her with a wicked glint in her eyes. Emma quickly backed off.

“I’m going back to bed,” she gasped as a tingle of arousal flickered throughout her naked body.

“Good choice, you sexy little slut,” Maureen remarked. “Sleep well. Amy and I are just getting more acquainted here. But if you don’t get your ass back to bed right this instant I think the two of us can find something rather delicious to make you suffer through.”

OHGAWD…

“Night!” Emma blurted out anxiously and she turned and closed the door hard behind her. Then she made her way back to bed, their laughter following her as she crawled back underneath the covers…

(written for Emma May 12 ’09 by riwa)

(Pictures are previews from a lesbian gangbang website and are for illustration purposes only.)

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Teasing MILF gets what’s coming to her 4.3 (14)

Posted on May 17, 2015 by riwa

Note: I thought it would be fun to repost this one for you. Enjoy!

I should have known my cock-teasing ways would get me into trouble someday…

I’d been flirting with my son’s best friend Jeremy for months now, especially since Jimmy was off to college. Jeremy had muscles to die for and I could only imagine what his cock might feel like. So I wore short skirts and bikini tops around him every chance I could get!

It all went down the day Jeremy came over to mow the lawn. It was a big job and I deliberately wore a bikini top along with my jeans. I was in the mood to do a serious amount of flirting.

Jeremy was wearing a white tank top and jeans when he came inside to get a drink. He was particularly attractive today and I felt my heart skip a beat. I was having serious fantasies of him taking me down and deliciously raping me!

“Hi, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said to me as soon as he saw me. Then he looked me up and down. “My; that’s a sexy outfit you’re wearing today!”

“Why thank you, honey!” I told him, feeling all warm and gooey inside. Then he came right up into my personal space!

“Now Jeremy, I know we’re alone and all,” I said with a nervous chuckle as he pushed up against me. “But let’s don’t get carried away, ok?” My hands were on his neck as he breathed in my intoxicating scent.

“Mrs. Stevenson, did you know you are a cock-tease?” I could hear the frustration in his voice.

“Oh am I?” I chuckled innocently. “That certainly wasn’t my intention!”

“Are you sure about that?” he asked, drawing even closer. “You’re certainly a little underdressed, don’t you think?”

“But it’s a hot day, Jeremy!” I protested. “I was just wearing something comfortable is all!”

“I’m sure you were, Mrs. Stevenson,” he replied as though he wasn’t buying it for a second. We were so close his lips were right there for the kissing!

For a moment I nearly gave in as my hand rested against his neck. I really wanted to kiss him bad, especially since his lips were right there! How I managed to hold off I’ll never know!

“You know, hun? I purred seductively at him. “I could really use a massage! I have this really sore spot in my back! Would you be a dear?”

“A massage, Mrs. Stevenson?” he asked skeptically. “You want me to give you a massage?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, honey,” I told him coyly. “You look like you have really strong hands! I’ve got this knot in my back, see? I’ll even remove my bikini top to give you better access!” Gawd, I was laying it on thick! I was all but BEGGING for him to take me right then and there!

I crawled up onto the couch on my hands and knees and then slowly removed my top. My pendulous breasts hung down and it was all I could do not to beg him to fondle them! “How’s that, Jeremy?” I asked nervously.

“I think I can get to your back from here, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said agreeably. I could see his cock tenting his jeans. Gawd; this was going to be so good!

“Let me take my jeans off, ok hun?” I blurted out. “I really feel constricted in my jeans.” That’s when I heard him quietly mutter, “Damn tease!” as he started rubbing my back.

I was all but naked when I stretched out upon my chest, lying on my arms. Immediately I felt him start to work my muscles and I melted at his touch. I couldn’t help softly moaning, “Mmmmm… that feels so heavenly.”

I felt sexy wearing nothing but my skimpy black thong as he worked on my back. His thumbs were hitting just right and he was massaging all my worries away. Naturally those fantasies of him taking me returned in a rush.

“Oh yeah, honey; right there!” I purred. “That feels wonderful… you’re hitting the right spot… damn, that feels good!” He rubbed relaxation into me and I really started to melt!

I suddenly felt him move my thong aside. Then he spread my ass cheeks, telling me, “Mrs. Stevenson, you’ve got a really hot looking pussy back here!” Gawd, that made me wet!

I trembled but strangely I did not protest. “I’m flattered, Jeremy; I really am. But you shouldn’t be looking at me like that! Don’t you think you should be getting back to my massage?” I was still being a prick-teaser and I was loving it!

“You know, Mrs. Stevenson?” he said ominously. “You’ve been flashing your tits and cleavage at me ever since you’ve known me! What should it matter if I take a look at your privates now?! Besides, you really keep it nice and clean down here! I admire that in a woman!” Then I felt his finger on the hood of my clit!

My breath instantly caught in my throat and I moaned softly. Damn him; this was going too far! I wanted his cock but I didn’t want it to be this easy!

“Actually. I think you’re a little excited, Mrs. Stevenson!” he observed. Then he touched me again as he spread my cheeks apart.

“That’s enough, young man!” I said sternly. “What would your mother say if she came in here this very moment? And what would my Jimmy say if he were to come in the door from college and see you fingering his dear mother?”

Jeremy suddenly withdrew and stepped away, leaving me with this awkward silence as I panted heavily. I actually wondered if I’d pushed him a little too far in the opposite direction! Then I thought I heard his footsteps as he returned.

“Jeremy?” I asked hesitantly. “Look honey; I didn’t mean to offend you. I just think we should… well… you know…” I was breathing heavily, my pussy dripping like crazy. I suddenly didn’t know if I wanted him to fuck me or get back to the lawn!! Oddly there was no response from my son’s best friend.

I finally rose up on my arms, only to see some kind of ball gag suddenly materialize right in front of me! “What the hell is this??!!” I gasped in alarm, my cunt suddenly throbbing like crazy. This wasn’t at all what I’d expected from Jeremy!

“You’re a cock-teasing slut, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me, menace in his voice. “Now you’re going to get what’s coming to you!” Then he started fitting the ball gag into my mouth! I wriggled and grunted in alarm as erotic tingles flooded throughout my entire being!!

“JEREMY???!!!” I cried out through the gag. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING???!!!” My words just came out muffled and unintelligible. I was lying down with no leverage! There was no way in hell I could stop him!

He never said a word as he finished attaching the strap behind my head. I had no idea where it had even come from!! Then he pushed me flat on my chest onto the couch where he proceeded to attach a pair of handcuffs to my wrists!!

WHAT??!! Where the hell had he acquired those???!!! I cried out in protest but it was all in vain!

“You’re nothing but a tease, Mrs. Stevenson,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. “Personally I think you want this just as much as I do! I’m just going to make sure you can’t go anywhere, ok?” Then I heard a chain rattling in his hands.

I tried to put up a struggle. But he just grabbed my strap and gave my head a good shake. “You just hang tight there, Mrs. Stevenson!” he reassured me. “This won’t hurt a bit! In fact, I’ll wager a prick-tease like you is probably going to like this!” I squirmed as I tried to protest! But he just laughed at me!

I felt him pull down my thong panties, felt his eyes on my dripping pussy! I was feeling a terribly disturbing arousal, wondering what he was going to do to me! Then I heard him reverently murmur, “Damn, Mrs. Stevenson! That’s a sweet cunt you’ve got there! I’ll bet it’s nice and tight! Gawd; I can’t wait to fuck you!”

I heard something snap behind me… got a glimpse of him putting on a pair of plastic gloves. That really made me panic and I grunted, “WHUH UR YOU DO-IH??” Then I felt his hard cock between my butt cheeks!

“I’m simply putting on some latex gloves, Mrs. Anderson,” he replied. “You can never be too careful, right?” I cried out for him to put on a damn condom but I don’t think the bastard heard or understood me… or maybe he just didn’t care!!

“YOU LEH BE GO RYHH THIH MIHUH!” I demanded. My words sounded muffled but I think he understood because his response was, “Not until I stick my cock into that nice pussy of yours, Mrs. Stevenson!”

I moaned and whimpered as he continued pulling on those latex gloves he’d acquired. I had no fucking clue where he’d come up with all his play-toys! But I knew at that moment I was about to be royally screwed… figuratively AND literally!!!

When he was ready he slowly pushed the head of his cock against my slit until it inched its way inside me. I let out a muffled cry but there was nothing I could do! This was going to happen whether I wanted it or not… even though I was wet as hell for it!! All he said was, “Damn, Mrs. Stevenson! That’s a really tight cunt! It’s going to be a pleasure fucking you!”

Instinctively I started to squirm again. But he just grabbed the strap around my head. “Now you settle down, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “This is going to happen one way or the other! You’re a fucking cock-teaser and I’m fucking you whether you like it or not!” Gawd; that set a terribly erotic thrill coursing through my highly charged body!!

My cunt was on fire like never before! I was probably supposed to resist, wasn’t I? But I just whimpered helplessly as he inched it ever deeper into my throbbing fuck-box!

“This feels so good, Mrs. Stevenson!” he acknowledged. “You have one hot pussy! I can’t understand why Mr. Stevenson would leave you all alone without fucking your brains out every night! I know I’d sure do it if you were my girl!”

I moaned and whimpered as he slowly slid all the way in until I was filled with his magnificent fuck-stick! Then he grabbed the strap to my ball gag, using it for leverage as he started thrusting good and hard. I grunted as he set up a rhythm, telling me how tight I was and how he’d been looking forward to this moment for months.

“You’re such a hot fuck, Mrs. Stevenson!” he gasped excitedly. “In fact I’d say you’re the hottest MILF in the entire neighborhood!” The compliment was an incredible turn-on, especially coming from his lips!

He fucked me for several minutes before pulling out and rolling me over. Then he climbed on top and removed my gag. Before I could even get a word out he ominously grabbed my chin with one hand before using the other to press the head of his cock up against my lips.

“Tongue out, Mrs. Stevenson!” he ordered. I was scared, aroused and frightened… all at the same time! So I did as I was commanded! He put the head of his cock into my mouth and I could clearly see the look of unbridled lust in his eyes.

“C’mon, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “Wrap those hot MILF lips around my cock! You and I BOTH know you want it!!” Then he shoved his cock in past my lips!

I was really turned on! But for a moment there I was a little afraid he might actually choke me if I didn’t obey! So I wrapped my lips around his shaft as he slid it deeper into my mouth!

“A hot MILF like you, Mrs. Stevenson?” he said with an evil grin. “I’ll bet you can take a cock balls deep; am I right?” Then he grabbed my head and forced his dick even deeper down my throat!

Gawd! My lips actually brushed against his balls! I nearly gagged on it but I think he would have loved that, especially since I didn’t have a choice in the matter! And since I didn’t want to vomit, I swallowed him down whole, massaging the length of his shaft with the muscles in my throat!

I got his cock well lubricated before he pulled out of my mouth and shoved it back into my pussy. Then he started fucking me sideways, pounding me relentlessly! It felt so good that my orgasm caught me totally off guard!!

I scream when I cum; I just can’t help myself! But Jeremy didn’t understand. He quickly covered my mouth with his t-shirt until I could barely breathe at all!

“Not a word, Mrs. Stevenson!” he warned. “…not unless you’d like to meet my horny friends! I’ll bet you’ve been prick-teasing them too, am I right? I could go call them up and we all could have a nice little gangbang right here in your living room! What would you say to that?”

My eyes went wide but I said nothing, shaking my head and grunting through the t-shirt covering my mouth. The idea was frightfully erotic. Jeremy just kept pounding my cunt as though he had endless energy to fuck me… me – the neighborhood prick-teaser!

“You’re nothing but a cock-teaser, Mrs. Stevenson!” Jeremy told me. “So I think I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before!” Then he went and got more play-toys!

He cuffed a chain between my ankles before cuffing my wrists to my ankles as well! My legs were up in the air and were spread obscenely, my wet pussy exposed to his leering eyes! That’s when I got a jolt of fearful arousal! He even used black tape to tape up my chest and tits!!

I started putting up a protest, trying to wriggle free while being all defiant! This was going much farther than I ever intended! But I’m ashamed to say that deep down I fucking loved it!

“No more screams outta you, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me sternly. Then the ball-gag returned! When he was done he paused to look at me as I gave him a piece of my mind with a slew of muffled curses, my eyes wide in ever growing alarm!!

“Now you can scream all you want, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me. “In the end it isn’t going to do you a damn bit of good! Because I’ve decided what should be done to a prick-teaser like you!” Then he licked his lips as he stared lewdly at me and my exposed pussy.

“You see, Mrs. Stevenson?” he went on. “After I get done having my fun fucking your tight MILF cunt? I’m going to string you up! That’s right, Mrs. Stevenson! I’m going to hang you in your very own home! The way I see it I’ll be doing all the neighborhood guys a favor!”

I couldn’t believe it!! His announcement hit me like a terribly erotic thunderbolt!! Surely he wasn’t serious, was he?? The bastard just wanted to scare me, right??

“I’m going to hang you all right, Mrs. Stevenson!” he repeated as he slid his cock into my throbbing, wet pussy. “I’m going to hang you the way a prick-teaser deserves to be hanged!” I couldn’t believe it and I cried out into the gag in my mouth as he started fucking me!

“Oh I meant every word, Mrs. Stevenson!” he reassured me! “You’re a hot, prick-teasing MILF bitch! And I fully intend to hang you with my cum dripping out of your cunt! That way folks will know you died the death of a cock-teasing whore… properly fucked before your hanging!”

I was frightened out of my wits… and shamefully horny beyond belief!! The idea of being found hung naked in my own home was horrifically arousing! I cried out as he kept pounding my pussy… as though I was entitled to one last fuck before my death!!

He suddenly pulled out of my cunt before tossing a couch pillow onto the floor. Then he dragged me off the furniture, propping me up with my head on the pillow and my ass on the couch! I yelped as he pinched my skin while leering at my well-fucked pussy!

“You’re not a prick-teaser, Mrs. Stevenson!” he concluded. “You’re nothing but a whore! And I’m going to hang you the way a whore deserves to hang! But first I’m going to fuck you the way a whore deserves to be fucked!!” Then he slid his cock into me and started pounding me good and hard again!

He grabbed the chain to my bound wrists and ankles and really gave it to me good! “Fuck – fuck – FUCK!” he gasped. “Damn, your whore-cunt feels good! I fucking LOVE your pussy, Mrs. Stevenson! I’ve been waiting for this for a long time! But you know what? The wait was worth it!”

“How about that ass, Mrs. Stevenson?” Jeremy suddenly blurted out. “My cock is well lubricated! And you certainly won’t be telling anyone about this… not after I leave you hanging in here! I think I’ll have a crack at that tight ass of yours!”

I groaned as he worked his cock up against my anus. Then he started pushing it in nice and deep! I let out a cry of pain, even as my body betrayed me by shuddering from a terrible arousal!

“How about it, Mrs. Stevenson?” he asked, gripping the chain as he raped my ass. “How do you want to hang? With cum dripping out of your cunt? Or cum dripping out of your ass?” Despite the pain and pleasure I was feeling I defiantly chose to give him the finger, not firmly convinced he was actually going to hang me! I mean really… Jeremy hanging me in my own home?? It just wasn’t believable!!

After fucking my bum for several minutes he finally pulled out. Then he removed the ball-gag before shoving his nasty-tasting cock into my mouth! “Taste your ass, prick-teaser!” he demanded. “Lick my cock and taste your ass like a good whore!” What could I do, especially when he grabbed my head and forced his cock down my gullet??!!

Spittle drooled down my cheeks as he ordered me to lick his balls with my tongue. I stuck my tongue out and gave him a good licking, gagging on his prick as it filled my throat! I was hot with arousal, especially since he was treating me like a whore… treating me the way I deserved to be treated!

It wasn’t long until I gave up all pretense of putting up a struggle… of acting like I didn’t want it! Jeremy wanted to fuck all my holes… wanted to fuck my body… and it made me feel desired! It made me feel like a whore… and I fucking LOVED it!! I slobbered all over his dick, groaning like a bitch in heat!

He suddenly pulled his cock out just as he started to cum! I got a face covered in delicious spunk! It was the end to a perfect fucking and I couldn’t help smiling!

When he told me to clean him up I eagerly gulped his cock down my throat, licking and slurping like crazy! His cum tasted yummy and I loved how he had dominated me! And frightening me with all that ‘hanging talk’ had only made me hotter!

“Gawd; that was hot!” I gasped, deliberately allowing cum and spittle to dribble out of my mouth just for him to look at. “You really gave me the fucking I deserved, Jeremy! How about next week?”

“You just don’t get it, Mrs. Stevenson!” he declared as he stood me up. Then he walked me in to my husband’s den. I gasped when we entered!

A cloth backdrop hung along one wall, a white nylon coil hanging from a hook in the ceiling! One of our dining room chairs sat underneath! I stared in absolute shock, my body suddenly trembling like crazy!

“Your husband set this up for me, Mrs. Stevenson,” Jeremy explained. “Apparently he thinks you’re a whore too and that you need to be hung as well! So he set this up for me so I could come over here and hang you right after I mowed your lawn!”

“He did this on PURPOSE???!!!” I gasped, unable to believe my eyes. I simply couldn’t believe it!! This was a fucking NIGHTMARE!!!

Jeremy marched me over to the chair and forced me to climb up onto it! He made sure my hands were cuffed in front of me. Then he got this brown cloth bag and covered my head. Gawd; I was trembling so bad my knees started to buckle!!

“Now this won’t take long, Mrs. Stevenson!” he told me as he looped the noose around my neck and started to tighten it. “And Mr. Stevenson made sure to leave me a camera so I could take some nice pictures for him.”

“Jeremy; NO!” I gasped as I started to hyperventilate. “Don’t DO this to me! I don’t deserve this!”

“Oh, but you DO, Mrs. Stevenson! You’re a cock-teasing whore… and you should hang!”

“But I can’t SEE, Jeremy!” I gasped. “Please take this off my head; it’s scaring me!”

“Gee, Mrs. Stevenson… are you frightened?”

“TERRIFIED! JEREMY, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

“Ok, Mrs. Stevenson. I was just kidding! I’ll get you down! Just let me take a few pictures first!”

Gawd! My heart was hammering in my chest! My knees were so weak I was afraid they might buckle and I might strangle myself!! Then I heard the whirring of the camera as Jeremy took several pictures.

“Hurry up, Jeremy!” I gasped, frightened out of my wits. “Get me DOWN from here!”

“Ok, Mrs. Stevenson!” he responded cheerfully. “…getting you down!” Then I heard a sound as the chair I was standing on was suddenly kicked out from underneath me and…!!

GAWK!!!!!!

I dropped about a foot as the noose grabbed me! Immediately it started squeezing my neck as my feet fluttered in vain for the floor! I gawked and gurgled for a second or two before my legs exploded in a flurry of movement! I was blinded by the hood… and I was actually HANGING!!!

I swung back and forth like crazy, my legs flying every which way. A sheen of perspiration broke out all over my naked body as I clawed with my hands at the noose around my neck! I gawked and gurgled as I struggled to pull just a sliver of air down my severely constricted throat. I was actually hanging; he was actually going to let me die in here!!!

Somewhere in the room I could hear Jeremy gasp with excitement. “Fuck, Mrs. Stevenson! You should see yourself! You look so fucking sexy hanging in the noose! I never knew a whore could dance on air like that! You look so fucking hot hanging to death!! No wonder Mr. Stevenson wanted me to take pictures!!”

I heard the whirr of the camera as my breath was slowly choked off, the noose strangling me with its deadly coil! I suddenly started to get tired and I stopped kicking! I started to feel numb; I couldn’t feel my legs and arms anymore!

There was a roaring in my ears, the blackness of the cloth hood terrifying me out of my wits! I tried to scream but I couldn’t force any air out of my lungs! Then I finally hung limp as I felt my bladder release.

“Damn, Mrs. Stevenson!” Jeremy gasped appreciatively. “You just pissed yourself! And your cunt is so fucking wet; your pussy lips flared so big! I’ll bet you fucking loved that, didn’t you! Did you cum while you were hanging, Mrs. Stevenson? I sure hope you came!!”

I gurgled as a death rattle bubbled up in my throat. I twitched and shuddered as I gently swung back and forth. The last thing I heard was Jeremy’s final words… “Now THAT’S how you deal with a cock-teasing whore!” Then my consciousness faded away into oblivion…

(written Jul 14 ‘11; ed Sep 16 ’12 by riwa)

(Most pictures are from PornPros.com, all of which are used for illustration purposes only.)

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The Rectory 2.8 (4)

Posted on May 11, 2015 by riwa

Amelia Curtis, Emma to her friends, was in her third year at the university. She was a shy girl and found it a challenge to make lots of friends. Besides, she tended not to run in circles where good girls might get themselves into trouble. Maybe that’s why it astonished her when Cassandra Fleming befriended her.

Cassandra was a not-so-good girl, but was one of the more popular girls at the university. And if you were friends with her, then university life suddenly got quite a bit easier. Emma didn’t know why Cassandra chose to make friends with her. But being seen around her suddenly got her noticed more, especially that cute boy named James.

Cassandra was everything Emma was not, which was why she found the attraction a bit exhilarating. It gave her a taste for the wild life without having to step too deeply into it. Cassandra respected her morals and didn’t push things on her too much. But it seemed she was always trying to corrupt Emma in some way.

Emma found they really didn’t have a lot in common. But they had a pretty good friendship, and she took advantage of it whenever possible. That’s why when Cassandra suggested they drive up North in her car to check out this old rectory up in Scotland, Emma found herself saying yes even though she wasn’t sure it interested her. Besides, being around Cassandra up there was liable to give her quite an exciting education.

It was so spur of the moment that Emma didn’t even get the chance to tell anyone where she was going. She wanted to tell her folks, but Cassandra teased her by asking if it was really necessary for mummy and daddy to know her whereabouts every minute of the day. She decided it wasn’t, one of the few times she had chosen not to tell them what she was up to. So she packed an overnight bag without telling a soul, and off they went.

They left the University in the early afternoon and drove up in Cassandra’s car, taking several hours to get there. By the time they arrived it was past dinner time. The Master of the rectory, one Mathis Spitzer, welcomed them both with open arms and put them up in a guest room. Then he instructed a kindly cook to fix up something for the two famished girls to eat.

Emma actually found herself enchanted by the place. After supper the Master even took them on a tour of the grounds, giving them an in-depth history of the rectory. Emma was interested enough, although she had a sister she suspected would have paid far more attention and found it much more educational.

Around the grounds they ran into several individuals who seemed to be responsible for keeping up the place. Each one they met made her and Cassandra feel as welcome as if they’d lived there for years. Emma found it to be a lovely place and determined to tell her older sister about it when she got back to the University.

The sun was down when the girls finally made it back to their room. A full moon came up over the horizon, giving the rectory a foreboding atmosphere. Emma now felt a strange chill about the place, but she brushed it off as nothing more than being in a different country in an old building. But she noticed Cassandra looking out the window on more than one occasion, staring up at the moon as though she was distracted about something.

It was past eleven when they settled into their separate beds. Emma was tired, but Cassandra wanted to talk about the rectory and its past history. She spoke about secret things that went on in the middle of the night in some of these isolated places. Then she told Emma how great it would be if they were to stumble into something exciting up here at the rectory.

Emma felt goose bumps; this was a part of Cassandra that had never been revealed to her before. The more her friend talked about secret societies and strange doings at night, the harder it was to become sleepy. She found herself becoming more and more uncomfortable with the topic of discussion. But she listened politely, unwilling to say anything that might harm or risk their friendship.

About a quarter to twelve they heard odd sounds, movement out in the hall. Cassandra wanted to go see what it was while Emma wasn’t so sure. But her friend got up and got dressed, and Emma was forced to follow suit.

They lit a lantern and headed off down a hall. Cassandra led the way, causing Emma to ask where she thought she was taking them. Her friend just told her she kept hearing voices up ahead and that she wanted to see what was going on.

Emma nervously followed along as Cassandra led them through several passages and then down a foreboding set of stairs. “Shouldn’t we be going back to bed?” Emma blurted out, feeling more than a little trepidation they might be going out somewhere they didn’t belong. Cassandra just waved dismissively at her and told her to hush.

They found themselves in a long tunnel in some sort of basement. It got more ominous by the moment, causing Emma to suggest in a trembling voice that they really should turn around and head back to their room. “Go ahead if you want, scaredy-cat,” Cassandra told her. “But I’m going THIS way… and I’m KEEPING the lantern!” That settled that, especially since Emma did not want to make the long trek back to their room in the dark.

They encountered a door which Cassandra reached out to open. “No; don’t!” Emma hissed anxiously. The door creaked open and the two girls found themselves in the churchyard out back of the rectory.

Emma noticed right away that it contained a small cemetery with several trees that made the whole place quite spooky. For some reason Master Spitzer had not seen fit to show this part of the rectory to them. Over in a corner a bunch of hooded figures stood around some sort of grave… or was it a bench? Emma couldn’t be sure.

“Let’s go back!” she whispered to her friend, her breath catching in her throat.

“No; let’s go check it out!” Cassandra urged. She grabbed Emma by the arm and led her off in that direction.

Emma felt her heartbeat quicken; was Cassandra leading them right up to that group?? Something told her she didn’t want any part of this! But her friend had an iron grip on her wrist and kept dragging her along. Emma figured if they got into some sort of trouble then Cassandra with her wits and brazenness would probably find some way of getting them out of it!

Emma trembled with fright; surely this couldn’t be good! What the bloody hell was Cassandra doing leading them up to a group like this? Was she out of her mind??

Emma nearly let out a cry as Cassandra led them right up to the group. There were twelve of them in all, each one wearing a black, hooded robe in the light of the full moon. Cassandra said nothing; she just led Emma right up to the tall one as the others quietly parted to let them into the group.

Emma got a glimpse of the face in the moonlight, and she blurted out, “Master Spitzer?” He just turned to her University friend.

“You have done well, Cassandra,” he said with a nod. Then one of the members handed the girl a robe which the University student quietly slipped into, bringing the number of robed, hooded members up to thirteen. Emma got a glimpse of the face of the one passing the robe to Cassandra and recognized her as the cook!

“Master Spitzer?” Emma repeated in alarm, feeling frightened out of her wits. The master of the rectory motioned at four of the hooded members who quickly surrounded Emma. Then they began to remove her clothes!

“HEY; WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME??!! MASTER SPITZER; PLEASE STOP THEM!” But he did not.

Emma got a glimpse of two more faces, kindly females she had met earlier around the rectory who were now forcibly removing her garments! She also recognized the gardener and one of the other males. But no one spoke so much as a word! They just silently did their work of disrobing her!

Within moments she was nude, frightfully nude! Emma desperately tried to cover herself with her arms and hands, only for Cassandra and one of the other females to grab onto her wrists. Then they took her over to an elevated slab and forced her upon it onto her back!

Emma began panting heavily for breath, greatly humiliated over the way she was now exposed. Her pussy glistened from a shameful arousal, a result of a great fear that had settled upon her. Then two more hooded members came up to her and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide and exposing her damp womanhood.

Emma cried out as the group started chanting. A moment later the full moon began to emerge overhead from the protection of a large tree. It illuminated the ghastly scene as the members drew closer to her.

She begged them to return her clothes, pleaded with them to let her go. As they ignored her cries and continued to chant, she beseeched Cassandra to talk to them, to explain to them how she wanted to go home and that she meant no harm intruding upon their ceremony. But Cassandra chanted right along with them as she continued to hold firmly onto one of Emma’s wrists.

Emma started hyperventilating, fearful they were going to rape her… or worse. Then Master Spitzer stepped forward. Out of the inner lining of his robe he pulled out a very ominous looking dagger. The illumination from the moon revealed it’s ornate, golden markings.

Emma was terrified beyond belief as the chants grew louder. A scream of absolute horror was ripped out of her lungs as he held the dagger above her. It looked for all the world as though he was going to bring it right down and plunge it deep into her body!! That’s when she wet herself as she began to scream anew, struggling in vain against the four sets of hands that kept her spread-eagled upon the cement slab.

The rectory bell suddenly began to toll midnight with a loud gong. That’s when Master Spitzer and the others loudly proclaimed, “FOR LUCIFER!” Then he brought the blade down hard. Emma’s scream was interrupted as the blade came down and penetrated her groin just above her pussy.

She let out a loud “AAUUGGHHHHH!” as the dagger sliced upward through her flesh, cutting her open to the breastbone. She actually felt a hand reach inside and triumphantly pull out her guts. Then she began to spasm and convulse in her death throes, unable to scream anymore.

The chants were renewed as blood welled up in her mouth. Then the hand reached down into her chest cavity. It suddenly felt like she was having a massive heart attack!! Then something was triumphantly pulled out of her chest!

Emma had just enough life in her horrified eyes to witness Master Spitzer lift her beating heart up into the air to the joyous cries of those assembled. She watched as it slowly stopped pumping in his hands. Then her eyes glazed over, leaving a frozen look of horror etched in her features.

“You have done well, Cassandra!” Master Spitzer intoned, handing the heart over to her. She accepted it and triumphantly held it aloft. “TO LUCIFER!” the group cried out as one.

Off in the distance a lone female wolf howled as though one of its own had suddenly been taken from her…

(written for Emma Feb 6 by Riwa)

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Snuba instruction 3.9 (14)

Posted on May 8, 2015 by riwa

(repost)

My name is Midori and I’m a 29 year old scuba instructor. I’m a cute Asian girl – at least in my mind – and what I might be lacking in a full-figure I more than make up for by my feisty spirit. I tend to go after what I want and at times I have quite a sexual appetite!

In my spare time I try to work in private snuba lessons – a regulator on a hose without the tank on one’s back. The fins, dive mask and weights all still come into play of course. But the more relaxed atmosphere gives me a lot of opportunities for potential hook-ups.

I often arrange a little one-on-one time in a private pool I have access to. After a half-hour lesson the client almost always wants to learn how to become scuba certified. It’s a nifty way to get them to take more lessons from me. But it’s also a way to satisfy that itch I tend to get whenever I’m in the water.

You see, I really get off when I’m totally enveloped by the cool caress of a pool or the ocean. Being underwater is terribly erotic and it makes me horny like you wouldn’t believe! And that means relieving myself below the surface as often as possible.

I’ve always been this way ever since I learned to swim. It got stronger in my teens and I used to try taking my boyfriends to the bottom of the pool so I could fuck them silly. That’s what led me to become a scuba instructor. Besides, wearing a skimpy bikini when I’m giving lessons always helps get a guy in the mood so that I can sometimes have an underwater playmate to have fun with.

Anyway, it had been nearly a month since I’d last gotten laid underwater and the desire was driving me crazy. If I didn’t get fucked and soon I was afraid I was going to go nuts. Relieving myself with my toys helped ease the tension a little but it wasn’t at all what I really needed. Having a man’s juicy cock in my throbbing pussy while holding my breath was foremost on my mind.

I literally ran into Eric outside a nearby diner during the lunch hour. I wasn’t watching where I was going and I nearly knocked him over. As a way of apologizing I offered to buy him lunch. It’s a good thing he accepted because my afternoon went so much better than I expected.

He was married, in his mid-thirties and had a nice body. I liked his sparkling green eyes and the way he was nice to me. He wasn’t full of himself like some guys I run into, although that meant I was probably going to have to work at seducing him. But sometimes those guys are the best kind to entice, you know?

I found out he was in the middle of an unhappy marriage and that he was in town on business. Not only that, his wife didn’t enjoy the water the way he did. Meeting a fellow aquaphile turned out to be an added bonus. It wasn’t long until I began mentally picturing him fucking me at the bottom of a pool and I got all worked up right there at the lunch counter.

I told him I was a scuba instructor and that got his attention. But he told me he was in town for a convention and couldn’t get away. I told him I could give him a short crash course in snuba just to give him a taste if he was interested. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that I had him hooked. All I had to do was reel him in.

I said I had a private pool at my disposal not too far away. He told me he really had to get back to the convention. But I could tell by the look in his eyes that I was giving him a much better offer.

He admitted that a swim with me sounded a whole lot better than a long afternoon attending one boring lecture after another. When I told him I could drive him to the pool, teach him how to snuba and then drive him back in time for the late afternoon session he told me he was all mine for the next couple of hours. I felt a shiver of arousal at the possibility I was finally going to get to scratch my “itch”, especially after a long, agonizing month of nothing but play-toys at the bottom of the pool.

He told me he needed to go back to his room to retrieve his swimsuit. But I told him the guy I knew with the pool probably had an extra suit that was just his size. He looked at me questioningly but I just smiled back at him.

“Relax, Eric,” I said with a smile. “Everything will be all right. I’ll take good care of you, ok? Trust me!” When I batted my eyelashes seductively at him he smiled and told me to lead him to my car. Right then I knew he’d be putty in my hands.

We walked to my vehicle and then I drove him to my friend’s house. I took him inside, retrieved a nice pair of red and white swim trunks for him and then told him to go ahead and change. Since I was already wearing my white, flower-print bikini under my clothes, all I needed to do was get the equipment ready.

As I was outside hooking up the hoses I thought about my impending afternoon tryst with Eric. He seemed quiet and unassuming – rather down-to-earth. But something told me there might be a deliciously wicked Eric lying in wait just under the surface. All I had to do was find the right way to bring it out in him so that he could fuck me silly at the bottom of the pool.

I had the hoses, masks and weight belts all ready when he came out in those trunks I’d given him. Naturally I’d already seen them around the waist of the guy whose pool I was using. And naturally I’d removed them from that same guy on more than one occasion. But he was away on a long trip, leaving horny ol’ me the use of his property so that I could keep an eye on it for him.

Eric looked like a promising fuck and I gave him my most innocent smile. The compressor was running quietly and the hoses were both functioning properly; everything was set. “Ready to get wet?” I asked, seductively batting my lashes at him as I sat on the edge of the pool, my legs dangling in the water.

“Anytime you are,” he replied with a nervous smile as he sat down next to me. It was hard to hide my excitement at the prospects of fucking this guy good and hard for the better part of the afternoon. My nipples were already hard with anticipation, poking through my bikini top.

I took the liberty of helping him with his weight belt while asking him how comfortable he was in the water, especially since he’d mentioned earlier that he liked to swim. He told me he was really comfortable and that he wouldn’t have any problems at all. Then I scooped up our regulators, handing his to him.

I showed him how to purge it and then we both sucked from our hoses for a few moments. I made a point of seductively wrapping my lips around my reg in particular, hoping he might get the hint. I definitely thought I saw his trunks tenting a little. But if he was aroused or excited he never gave me any overt indication.

“How long can you hold your breath, Eric?” I asked as I reached for my dive mask.

“Hold my breath?” he repeated curiously, reaching for his mask. “I didn’t know I was going to be holding my breath. I thought you were going to train me to use the hose underwater.”

“I am,” I told him with a coy smile, trying hard not to give anything away despite my growing excitement. “But you’ll be off it from time to time and I want to know how comfortable you will be… how long you can be off the hose.”

“Why would I want to be off the hose?” he asked me, sounding rather perplexed. “I mean I know I can hold my breath and all. But I guess I just don’t understand. I thought the whole purpose of this was to train me to use the hose!” Obviously the poor guy didn’t have a clue!

“It is,” I told him with an inward smile as I self-consciously adjusted the weight belt around my waist. “But don’t worry. I can hold my breath for a long time as well. So it won’t be an issue with either one of us if we both happen to be off the regs.”

“Yeah; I understand that,” he repeated, the poor guy acting totally confused. “But what I really don’t understand is why I’d want to be off the reg in the first place!”

“Because I’m going to want you to,” I said simply with a coy smile, adjusting the dive mask down over my face. He looked at me like I was crazy but he did the same until we were both ready to take a dip.

Gawd! Seducing him was going to be so much fun!

We got into the shallow end and then I motioned for him to go under. We both sat down on the bottom facing each other, the sound of our inhalations adding to my arousal. I saw his trunks tent out a little more but I wasn’t sure if it was me or the fact that the water naturally made him excited like it did me. I decided it was a little bit of both and we held hands as we sat there breathing from our hoses.

I pointed at him and then motioned… “Everything ok?” He repeated the gesture back to me, indicating that all was fine. Then I motioned for him to follow my lead.

I took my reg out of my mouth, watching him do the same as we continued holding hands. I blew a few bubbles at him and he did the same back to me. Then I put the regulator back into my mouth and he mimicked my movements.

I took the regulator out of my mouth and did it again, holding my breath for a longer period of time. He did the same thing and we sat there looking at each other. I deliberately blew him a kiss and his eyes went wide as though he didn’t know WHAT to do with that! Gawd; this was getting good!

I put the reg back into my mouth and then motioned toward the deep end where I wanted the next part of his “training” to take place. The pool sloped down to a delicious ten feet deep, helping satisfy my desire to be as deep as possible whenever I take a cock in one of my holes. Then I took his hand and we both swam downward, gently kicking but mostly allowing the weight belts to pull us down.

Once more I sat on the bottom and he sat facing me. I removed my regulator and blew bubbles, motioning for him to do the same. He removed his and mimicked my movements, exhaling heavily. Then I threw him a curve.

I slowly pulled on the edge of my bikini top, exposing my right breast with its erect nipple. His eyes got big as saucers at my brazenness. Then I stuck my tongue out and made a licking gesture before motioning… “Now get over here and lick my nipple!”

He looked at me incredulously and for a second I was afraid he might actually bail on me. Then he came closer and gently groped my breast with his hand. With extreme care he moved closer, removing his reg. Then he started lapping all around my nipple with his tongue before gently taking it into his mouth.

I moaned as an erotic jolt hit me hard, shooting straight to my pussy. Gawd; how I needed this! The more he sucked on my hardened nub the more I groaned with lust. He finally needed air and he put his reg back into his mouth as I trembled like mad.

I desperately wanted to communicate to him, “SEE? SEE WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO? YOU DON’T KNOW HOW FUCKING BAD I NEED THIS!!” Instead I simply reached out toward his hose to get him to do it again, wanting him to keep going.

He picked up on what I wanted before I could pull his reg out of his mouth. He gently pulled my bikini top down, exposing both of my breasts before removing his reg and sucking on my other nipple. I let out another groan as I was filled with the blazing fire of desire.

When he put his regulator back in his mouth I began rubbing my crotch, moaning bubbles as I deliberately caressed my exposed breasts right in front of him. The look on his face was priceless but I could tell he was becoming just as horny as I was. His cock pitched a tent in his swim trunks and I looked at it with lust as he looked back at my swollen nipples.

I made a show of reaching behind me and then turned away from him, holding out a string to my bikini top in my hand. Eric got the hint as he tugged on it, causing my top to loosen. He reached out to fondle me once more, groping my quivering orbs and then removing his reg to lick me again.

I tipped my head back and moaned, letting him know in no uncertain terms just how much I was enjoying things. Then he reached behind my neck to untie the rest of my bikini top. As he gently pulled it away he removed his reg and began sucking on my nipples again, molesting them with his tongue until he’d lit a raging inferno in my loins.

I saw his cock tenting in those swim trunks I’d given him and I just couldn’t stand it anymore. I fumbled for my regulator, put it back into my mouth, and then slipped out of his grasp. I made a stroking motion with my hand, pointing at his trunks to let him know what I was about to grab next.

Gawd; I had to have that delicious piece of man-meat between my tingling lips! In no time at all I had his trunks pulled down off his legs, exposing his saluting cock.

I removed my reg and then licked up and down his quivering shaft. His balls looked gloriously full and I took them into my mouth, moaning with lust. Then I mouthed my way up his throbbing rod before gulping him down. Feeling him jerk and twitch in my mouth really got my blood pumping!

I bobbed up and down on his cock, reveling in the way it twitched in my mouth. My tongue swirled all around it as I took him deeper. Feeling him swell between my lips really got my juices flowing.

As soon as I started getting dizzy I put my regulator back into my mouth, eagerly stroking his shaft. I cupped his balls, smiling up at him with my most innocent look of “Who me??” Then I took my reg out and gobbled him back down, eagerly bobbing up and down on his hard member.

I took him deep down my throat, making a show of gagging on his throbbing meat. I grunted hungrily, continuing to swallow him down. It wasn’t long until I heard his erotic groans and I nearly popped off, bubbles spewing out around the seal my mouth was making on his tasty fuck-meat.

I paused again to refill my aching lungs, looking up at him with a hungry look as I stroked his shaft. Then I stretched out on the pool bottom, taking him down my throat again as I reached under to grab his ass. I bobbed up and down, eagerly swallowing him down until my lips brushed his balls.

I was hungry as hell for his manhood and I actually wanted him to use and abuse me. So I grabbed his hand and placed it upon my head… “C’mon, you bastard… FORCE me!” Once again he took direction surprisingly well as he began thrusting harder into my mouth, gripping me firmly by the back of my head.

I grunted and gurgled, glorying in the way he fucked my face for his pleasure. He reached down and squeezed my tits a little harder this time, fondling and groping them as though they were his to do with as he saw fit. He was really starting to get into it and I felt like I was a volcano ready to erupt!

I got dizzy again and I fumbled around for my reg before tracking it down and putting it between my lips. I slowly jerked him off, getting him ready for my aching fuck-hole! I really wanted to feel him explode in my pussy so fucking bad!

I don’t know what made him do it, but he suddenly grabbed the reg in my mouth. I barely had enough time to fill my lungs before he pulled it out. Then he forced his cock deep down my throat, fucking my face hard.

His move shocked me but it was also a total turn-on! This time he fucked my face like I didn’t have any choice in the matter! The more I struggled the harder he thrust into my mouth until I was on the verge of a major climax!

All of the sudden I felt his cock swell in my mouth. I didn’t want him cumming so soon and I instinctively tried to resist him. At the same time I loved the effect I was having on him and I grunted and gurgled as he jammed his meaty member hard down my throat.

All of the sudden he exploded inside me and my mouth was filled with his creamy spunk. There was so much of it that wisps of his cum leaked out around my lips. My eyes rolled as he fucked my mouth, but I made sure I got every last drop he had to offer.

I got dizzy again and I fumbled for my regulator. But he knocked it away as he continued fucking my face. That gave me a frightfully erotic thrill and I grunted in alarm before he grabbed it for me and helped stuff it into my mouth.

I gasped madly for breath, stroking his cock in an attempt to keep him hard. Then I took him back down my throat, bobbing up and down while sucking him clean, making sure I’d gotten it all. If nothing more I figured I would spend some time sucking him dry until he was hard and ready to go again.

As he breathed from his regulator I rubbed my tits with my hand, reaching down to rub my crotch. I slipped my hand underneath the fabric, working my swollen nub as my head tipped back. Then I looked at him with eyes blazing lustfully, begging him to pick up where I’d left off.

He may have been clueless to begin with but he was great at following direction. He moved closer to me, reaching out to caress my tits while rubbing my crotch. When he slipped under the material and found my nub with his finger, I let out a bubbly exhalation, moaning with anticipation.

He all but pulled me into his lap where he reached around my chest to finger my erect nipples. His other hand slid down to rub my crotch, rubbing through the fabric and then slipping underneath the material to finger me. This time I didn’t have to give him any direction at all as he willingly tugged my bottoms down off my legs, leaving me naked and trembling with excitement.

I moaned again as he fingered my clit. I couldn’t help myself and I removed my regulator, wanting to experience the sensations as I held my breath. It wasn’t long until he slipped a couple of fingers inside me, wriggling them around until I was writhing and squirming in his grasp.

I groaned as I humped his hand, bubbles slipping out of my pursed lips. He was getting me all worked up and I loved it! If he didn’t stop he was liable to finger a juicy little orgasm right out of me!

Eric tweaked my nipples as his fingers worked inside my fuck-box, wriggling and thrusting and making me hot for his cock. I moaned and grunted, thrusting against his hand as he worked me into a slow boil. This was turning out far better than I’d hoped!

I reached behind me and found his cock, discovering to my delight that he was getting hard again. I grabbed him and began pulling on him, aching to have his member deep inside me. He’d been perfect for my mouth and now I was looking forward to feeling him in a more intimate hole.

As I put my reg back in my mouth to refill my lungs he twisted me off his lap. His hands slid under my ass as he lifted me up, admiring my bush. My labia were swollen and as I went over backward I couldn’t wait for him to dive in for a little underwater muff-diving!

He paused for a long moment, making me squirm with desire while I mentally begged him to eat me. Then he removed his regulator before burying his face in my hot snatch. He bubbled his breath away as his tongue began to flick out against my swollen nub.

I groaned into my reg as he lapped up my dripping fluids. I couldn’t help myself and I removed my reg again to experience the wonderful sensation of him eating me out while holding my breath. I moaned and bubbled as that incredible tongue of his probed my quivering slit, my labia all puffy with arousal.

I began humping his face as he licked me out, mashing myself against his mouth. The sensations swelled within me as I continued to hold my breath. I got really dizzy as he licked pleasure into my aching fuck-hole. I finally retrieved my regulator, putting it back into my mouth while groaning with arousal.

He stopped to refill his lungs and I moaned as my body quivered, missing the presence of that glorious tongue of his. I reached down to finger myself as I groped one of my breasts. My pussy throbbed with an ache of longing, a longing for that tongue of his to return followed by a longing to be plowed by that wonderful fuck-tool he was packing.

His mouth returned to my bush, his tongue probing my quivering opening. It felt heavenly, especially the way his thumb swirled over my nub. I removed my reg again to enjoy every delicious second of it while holding my breath. I couldn’t for the life of me understand his foolish wife, considering what she was missing out on as he licked pleasure into my hot, throbbing fuck-box!

It wasn’t long until I actually popped off, shuddering from an explosion of great pleasure as a wonderful current of ecstasy coursed through my body. I bucked and shuddered, spewing air out of my mouth and moaning as I humped against that wonderful tongue of his. For a moment I lost track of my hose and I actually had to scramble before I found my regulator and crammed it back between my lips.

I moaned and grunted, exhaling heavily. But amazingly the bastard wouldn’t stop! After he put his reg back into his mouth he just rolled me over so that my back was toward the surface ten feet above us. As he refilled his lungs he poked a couple fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out in a juicy little finger-fuck, his thumb swirling over my swollen nub.

The weight belt pulled me down until I actually stretched my arms out above me in a virtual handstand. But he just kept going, removing his regulator and then licking me again. His tongue hit my nub and then split the folds of my labia before penetrating my throbbing cunt. The bastard was giving me more than I bargained for and I fucking LOVED it!

I let the reg fall out of my mouth as he tongue-fucked my pussy, holding my breath to heighten the sensations. I wriggled and squirmed at his sexual assault, my pussy throbbing with a terrible ache as he groped my ass. This was definitely not the shy guy I’d nearly run over outside the diner a little while ago!

To my complete and utter surprise he suddenly went over backward, taking me with him as he adjusted me on top of him in a 69 position. I felt two fingers slide into my throbbing cunt as his tongue continued to lick and probe my aching slit. I whimpered and moaned, wriggling like crazy as I took his cock deep down my throat.

We stayed like that for several minutes, grunting and burbling while occasionally refilling our lungs. Those fingers and that tongue of his worked me over pretty good, making me moan and bubble like crazy. He gave me a good finger-fucking until I climaxed again, screaming my breath away around a mouthful of cock.

I grabbed my reg and refilled my heaving lungs. Then I rose up and sat on his face, groping my tits while he licked me some more. His cock had hardened back up nicely and I desperately wanted it inside me. “I GOTTA HAVE IT!” I finally bubbled as I grabbed for it.

He rose up with me until we were both on our feet. As I bent over, he centered his dick against my quivering slit. Then he slid inside me in one fluid motion and I nearly went wild. That’s when he grabbed my shoulders and started fucking me good and hard…

GAWD; that felt great!!

I groaned and bubbled as he pumped me good and hard. It felt like he hadn’t enjoyed a good fucking like this in a long time! It was great being the object of his lustful desires! That’s when I removed my reg, glorying in a good hard, breathless fuck!

I groaned as I enthusiastically rode him, grunting a bubbly… “FUCK ME…… HARDER!” That’s when he really gave it to me good. Before I knew it he’d fallen over backward, pulling me down until I was riding him facing away from him.

I sucked on my regulator like crazy as I impaled myself over and over on his quivering shaft. That’s when I felt him start to swell within me once more. Gawd; was he actually going to cum AGAIN??!! Then I felt his creamy warmth erupt inside me and I totally lost it, tipping my head back and screaming as my exhalations bubbled up to the surface.

An incredible flush of warmth flowed throughout my body and I moaned weakly, happily exhausted. But he still kept thrusting in and out of me as if he hadn’t gotten enough. I was getting more than I expected – a very pleasant surprise!

I continued to ride him, squeezing him with my pussy in an effort to keep him hard. We both grunted and moaned as he somehow managed to stay inside me. It was a nice afterglow-fuck that seemed to be turning us both on. He even reached around to grope my tits as though I was his to possess! It felt incredible!

I popped my reg again, enjoying a nice slow, breathless fuck as I sat on his cock. I ground into him, moaning with lust. The sound of our exhalations only added to my arousal and I grunted as I started riding him harder.

The moment I started getting dizzy again I put my reg back into my mouth. That’s when Eric startled the hell out of me. He stood up and split my legs apart, holding onto one leg as he began fucking me sideways! Fuck, that was hot!

I felt a jolt of excitement as he started fucking me again. Instinctively I dropped my reg, enjoying the breathless fuck and grunting as he really gave it to me good and hard. The bastard was really creative and I was the lucky recipient of all his pent-up energies and frustrations!

I started getting dizzy again as I held my breath so I grabbed for my reg. But this time Eric grabbed my wrist for a moment or two, causing a rather delicious little delay as he gave me a knowing smile. My heart leaped into my throat and I grunted and bubbled in alarm. Then he let go and I frantically crammed my reg between my lips, greedily refilling my aching lungs.

I looked at him for any sign of malice but he just grinned back at me, his eyes twinkling mischievously. He’d seen me remove my reg several times and I think he was simply toying with me a little. I grinned back at him, moaning for him to fuck me even harder.

We were virtually sitting on the bottom of the pool as he pumped me sideways. I cried out with pleasure, my exhalations frothing up toward the surface. Gawd; he was giving it to me good!

I dropped my reg again, wanting to experience it all in a breathless euphoria. I think he saw me remove my regulator because he fucked me even harder as though knowing that was exactly what I wanted. My heart pounded in my chest and it wasn’t long until my lungs began to burn.

Once more I pushed it, feeling it start to swell within me as he fucked me good and hard. Then I started getting dizzy again and I fumbled around for my reg. But he just grabbed my wrist, preventing me from getting the air I needed!

Again I felt that terribly erotic jolt of alarm and I tried to jerk the reg up toward my mouth. He just held onto my wrist; smiling wickedly, the fucking bastard. I cried out and jerked again but he just held on tight until it exploded inside me like a fireball.

I winced, tipping my head back as bubbles poured out of my mouth. My orgasm flooded my entire being and for a delicious moment I thought I was going to be in real trouble. Then he let go of my wrist and I crammed the reg home, greedily gulping air into my starving lungs.

I gave him a dirty look but he just shifted me in position again until I was riding him while straddling him with my legs. Once more that wonderful cock of his seemed to hit my G-spot just right. It was more than I could stand and I groaned with each thrust of his incredible fuck-tool!

I grunted as I reached down and fingered my throbbing clit, his cock filling my aching cunt. He held onto my thighs with both hands, driving himself deep inside me as I sat on him. I soon found myself leaning back, fingering my clit like crazy as I grunted and moaned.

It dawned on me he was hard inside me; GAWD, he was hard again! He reached out and groped my tits with one hand, hanging onto me with the other. I just rode him hard and fast, determined to take my ride just as far as we could go.

Once more I allowed my reg to fall from my lips, wanting to experience this incredible fuck from a breathless perspective. Naturally my arousal increased dramatically as I remained off my hose. There’s just something about being fucked underwater while holding my breath that really gets me off! Perhaps it’s the wildly erotic thought that I could actually drown myself if I’m not careful!

Eric grunted as he fucked me hard, his exhalations bubbling up to the surface. But this time I saw him reach for my reg as though indicating to me I no longer had any choice in the matter as to when I’d get to breathe again. Once again he’d somehow picked up on a secret desire of mine to be dominated – to be forcefully deprived of air even though I hadn’t communicated it to him directly.

I trembled erotically, giving him a seductive smile… “Yeah, baby; you’ve just read my mind!” He just grinned back at me, his cock fucking pleasure into my throbbing pussy. I found myself wondering what the hell I’d done right today to have somehow hit the jackpot with a guy like Eric!

I indicated my need for air by motioning for the reg. But he teased me with it, bringing it near my lips and then stopping to tantalize me with it. It drove me wild and I bubbled like crazy before he finally placed it between my lips. Gawd; that was erotic as hell!

He fucked me like that for several minutes, taking my reg and using it to toy with me before giving it back. But I was mad with desire and I wanted even more. I’d brought him this far and I decided to see if I could bring him all the way.

I climbed off him and we stood up together. Then I turned my back to him, reaching back to grab his hard cock. I was trembling as I placed it right up against my puckered anus, hoping he understood what I wanted. Hell, I was hoping I understood for myself what I thought I wanted!

He pushed carefully against my opening, apparently not wanting to hurt me, and I loved him for that. But it drove me crazy as he worked himself inside me with agonizing slowness. Then he was finally all the way inside, his cock buried deep in my ass.

I started fucking him hard, impaling myself on that hard, throbbing shaft of his. Wondering how far I could take him, I grabbed one of his hands and placed it at my throat. He seemed to instantly pick up on what I was thinking because he used his hand to choke me a little as he pulled me back toward him.

I grunted and exhaled as I encountered that familiar strangling sensation. He caressed my neck a little and then slowly squeezed even harder, just exactly the way I wanted him to! I wanted to be raped in the ass underwater – wanted to be choked and molested! I groaned in response as I thrust back against him, deeply impaling my ass with his dick!

He suddenly reached around and snatched my regulator out of my mouth. I grunted in alarm as another jolt of erotic tingles hit me hard. That’s when he really began pounding my ass, setting me on fire with a blazing desire to be brutally dominated!

I grunted and bubbled as he fucked my ass, my head starting to get dizzy from lack of air again. I cried out for the reg but he deliberately withheld it from me which turned me on even more. He was becoming more wicked with me and it was giving me such incredible tingles.

Bubbles poured from my mouth before he finally jammed the reg between my lips. I gulped air down into my lungs moments before he cruelly jerked it away. Then he fucked my ass hard, his throbbing cock raping me even as my muscles hungrily tried to pull him deep inside me.

He pounded me relentlessly before shifting me in position once more. This time he gathered me up in his arms, my knees tight together as he found my ass again. Then he fucked me good and hard, driving his cock deep in my rectum.

I grunted and groaned as he raped my ass, my body hot with the electrical current of an insane arousal. I think I’d become the sexual outlet he so desperately needed – the sexual release his body craved – and he was deliciously brutal about it. It was the kind of fucking I craved – the pounding a woman sometimes needs whenever she slips over the edge of desire to serve as someone’s fuck-toy.

He let me swallow a few precious gulps of air before abruptly pulling the reg out of my mouth again. Then he really gave it to me good, pumping my ass hard. I couldn’t help myself and I screamed out my pleasure in a froth of bubbles as the molten heat of a massive volcano built toward an orgasmic eruption of devastating proportions.

He returned my reg to my lips and allowed me a few pitiful breaths before taking it away again. But I didn’t care. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, hoping he wouldn’t stop… praying he wouldn’t stop until he’d totally had his way with me.

He suddenly returned my reg to me before pulling out. I groaned with disappointment at the withdrawal of his wonderful rape-tool from my ass. Then he placed me on my hands and knees on the bottom of the pool. I gasped excitedly, bracing for the inevitable.

Once again he came up behind me, pressing his hard cock against my puckered anus. With one hard thrust he was in and I cried out in delirium. Then he really started raping me as a hand came around and grabbed my neck, threatening to choke the very life out of me.

He pounded me like a man possessed, my muscles desperately trying to milk him dry. Then once again he reached around to jerk the reg out of my mouth. I was left with that terribly erotic, breathless feeling as my body sang with an incredible arousal.

I was on all fours at the bottom of the pool and at that moment I felt like I was his bitch… and I LOVED it! I would have done anything for him, especially the way he was giving me the fucking I so deeply craved, the fucking I so badly needed! He was the one depriving me of air, both for his pleasure and mine, and it was filling me with an inferno of fiery, molten lust.

I suddenly felt him begin to swell inside my rectum, begin to swell yet again. Gawd; was he actually going to cum a third time??!! But my chest was starting to heave and I figured he’d better hurry. My lungs were burning from lack of air and I was getting dizzy again.

His hands found my neck and he began to squeeze, choking me. My eyes began to bulge and I actually started to put up a struggle. But the more I fought against him the harder he raped my ass!

My lungs were on fire; I desperately needed the reg again! But he refused to return it to me! Instead the bastard just pounded me relentlessly, raping me hard and fast.

I grunted and bubbled, trying to communicate to him my urgent need for my next breath. But strangely he seemed to ignore me, focusing instead on his own pleasure. Gawd; he was going to drown me if he didn’t hurry up and feed me the regulator!

I struggled harder, even as he forced me to remain on my hands and knees. My lungs were on fire and I was losing air fast. Didn’t he understand?? Didn’t he see I needed the hose?? What the hell was he DOING??!!

I heard him breathing heavily behind me with massive exhalations as my own lungs cried out from lack of air. My cheeks bulged as my lips clamped tightly together, my eyes bugging out from my brain’s lack of air. “RETURN THE REG TO ME, ERIC!” my mind screamed. “GIVE IT BACK OR I’M GOING TO DROWN!”

That’s when it occurred to me…

Gawd! What if he really WANTED me to drown?? What if somehow I’d actually picked up the wrong man??!!

I tried to make a break for the surface but I didn’t have enough energy to twist out of his grasp. He just kept raping my ass from behind as though he was never going to stop. Then my lungs gave out and air burst out of my mouth to billow up to the surface.

I tried to stop it but it was too late. I gurgled as I inhaled reflexively. A moment later my orgasm detonated inside me like the explosion of an atomic bomb.

My body began to shudder like mad, my back arching as a wave of white-hot pleasure flooded throughout my entire being. At the same time I began to buck and jerk as my lungs were flooded with cool, pool water. I coughed out bubbles, sucking down more pool water as I began to drown with a cock up my ass.

At that very moment I felt Eric explode, felt his creamy warmth deep in my rectum. The fucking bastard had actually left his spunk in all three of my holes… and now he was drowning my ass! I simply couldn’t believe it!!

I went from one orgasm right into the next one as I bucked and jerked like crazy. I felt water invading every hole… every pore… every fiber of my being. It hurt like hell but the agony was minimized by the massive surge of incredible pleasure that kept washing back and forth inside me like the tide coming in, going out, and then coming back in again.

I coughed and gurgled, consciously aware of a soreness in both my cunt and ass. Then I experienced what felt like the onset of yet a third, more devastating climax. My system simply couldn’t handle the load and I spasmed painfully before finally passing out, collapsing into blissful unconsciousness…

—

I was awakened by the heat of the sun as it warmed my body. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I’d lost the shade of the patio umbrella I was under. Then I looked around in confusion.

I was lying naked on a comfortable patio lounger in the backyard of my friend’s house, the guy who owned the pool I sometimes use to bring males over for impromptu snuba and scuba lessons. But there was no one around except me. I sat up groggily, aware of how sore and yet how pleasantly wonderful I felt.

My bikini lay discarded on the ground next to the patio lounger along with my dive mask and weight belt. A single hose was uncoiled, stretched out from the compressor which sat there like a silent sentinel. On the table next to me sat a couple of toys I frequently used – one for my pussy and the other for my ass.

I rubbed my eyes and shook the cobwebs out of my head. Had it all been nothing but a dream, conjured up by my subconscious desires in response to my desperate need to be fucked underwater? If it was then it had been a wet dream for the ages! I was definitely wet down below, a mess I would certainly need to clean up off the cushioned patio lounger before I went home for the day.

I rose up and looked up at the sky, judging that it was late afternoon. It was time to put everything away and then head for home. I don’t know why I couldn’t seem to remember what must have been my recent swim in the pool along with the use of my play-toys. But I could tell something had happened because I’d had several orgasms. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

As I got up and started putting things away I happened to glance down into the deep end of the pool. Something caught my eye, something that I knew didn’t belong down there. That’s when I began to question everything… including my dream…

Because lying on the bottom of the pool was a pair of red and white swim trunks that had no business being there! I knew the owner was away on vacation and I sure as hell wouldn’t have worn them! So how the hell did they get there??

(written Jul 6 by riwa)

(Inspiration and vidcaps are from SU #37 Resort Course. Vidcaps are for illustration purposes only.)

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Dorothy’s ‘volunteer’ hanging 4.5 (32)

Posted on May 4, 2015 by riwa

Dorothy smiled at the familiar face as she got out of her car. “Aneeqa, I didn’t know you’d been invited!”

“Dorothy, so nice to see you!” They embraced each other, kissing each other’s cheeks in the traditional greeting of the day.

“So are you a friend of the bride or groom?” Aneeqa wanted to know.

“Neither,” Dorothy admitted sheepishly. “But I’m friends with the Maid of Honor. Miranda invited me to come.”

“I know Miranda a little; I met her once,” Aneeqa offered, “but I happen to be friends with the groom Richard.”

They began walking together toward the building, making their way through the milling crowd. That’s when they came across Miranda. Dorothy was a little surprised she wasn’t more properly dressed, although supposedly this wasn’t being touted as a traditional wedding.

Miranda spotted them and called out to them first… “Well, there’s Aneeqa and Dorothy! Glad you two could make it!”

“Glad to be here,” Aneeqa said with a smile. Dorothy smiled and remarked, “My, but there’s a lot of people here today, Miranda!”

“That’s because we’re having some very special entertainment later,” the Maid of Honor told them.

“Special entertainment?” Aneeqa repeated in surprise. “I never heard anything about that! I was only told it was a dress-up affair and that it was a wedding not to be missed!”

“I hope I’m dressed appropriately for this event,” Dorothy added, nervously looking down at her skirt, jacket and heels.

“You’re fine, Dorothy,” Miranda reassured her, looking at Aneeqa and adding, “You’re both fine. “We’re starting inside with a reception right after the wedding. The entertainment will follow soon after.”

“Can you tell me anymore about this entertainment?”

“Sorry, Aneeqa, but right now I can’t,” Miranda replied apologetically.

“You sure are being mysterious about all this,” Dorothy added, shaking her head in dismay.

“I’m sorry about that, Dorothy, but it’s not by choice I assure you. Anyway, I’ll see you both inside, ok?”

“Ok,” they both told her as she walked away. Then Aneeqa turned and looked curiously at her.

“Mighty peculiar, Dorothy; don’t you think? Do you have any idea what’s going on here today?”

“I really don’t have a clue, Aneeqa,” Dorothy admitted. “I wish she would have told us more! There certainly is a large number of people all dressed up today!”

“I wonder what she meant by all this ‘entertainment’ business.”

“I’m sure I don’t know, Aneeqa! But I think we’re not the only ones wanting to know what’s going on. I overheard this couple right next to me saying the same thing to each other.”

“Well, I’m going to head inside. I’ll see you there.”

“Yes, you go on ahead,” Dorothy told her. “Meanwhile I think I’m going to ask a couple more people out here if they know anything more.” She nodded and then headed in the direction of the building everyone seemed to be headed toward.

Dorothy looked around until she caught sight of a couple of females heading in the same direction. She walked up to them and got their attention. “Excuse me, but do you ladies know what’s going on today?”

“No, I sure don’t!” the brunette replied. “I was only told that it would be an event we wouldn’t want to miss! That’s why Stephy and I decided to come today. Do you know anything, Stephy?”

“I sure don’t, Corinne,” her friend replied. “I’m just as in the dark as you are about it. But I heard it’s going to be special.”

‘I see these two are no help at all,’ Dorothy thought to herself. But she smiled at them as she told them, “I met my friend Aneeqa a few minutes ago. She’s curious too, but she went on ahead. I’m going to catch up to her inside.”

“Well, maybe we’ll see you inside?” Stephy asked with a smile.

“Yes, maybe you will,” Dorothy replied, smiling back as they went on without her.

‘Damn!’ she thought as she watched them go. ‘Neither of them knew anything either! I wonder what the hell is going on here today? I know there’s supposed to be a wedding and a reception. I just don’t know what this entertainment is supposed to be! Oh well… might as well go on in.’ She sighed as she followed the crowd inside…

–

The wedding took place in an upstairs hall. It was a simple affair, but exceedingly well attended. Dorothy was impressed with how many people had come to witness the blessed event. But the bride and groom were not in traditional attire.

Afterwards everyone was invited to attend the reception downstairs. Dorothy headed down, having missed seeing her friend Aneeqa at the wedding. She assumed she would eventually run into her at the reception, but she hadn’t yet spotted her. That’s when a harried Miranda came rushing up to her.

“Dorothy, there you are! Thank gawd, I found you! I need your help!” Dorothy was astonished.

“My help??!! You need MY help??!! But I don’t even know the bride and groom all that well except by reputation!”

“It’s ok, Dorothy. I know they will appreciate anything you can do for them. After all, it’s really important.”

“Well, I’m not sure how I can help out, Miranda.”

“Oh it’s real easy, Dorothy; I promise! I just need a little help with something out back, ok? I promise; it won’t take long!”

“I won’t miss anything down here at the reception, will I? I still don’t know what’s going on here today.”

“I promise you won’t miss out on a thing! In fact, I am authorized to give you a front row seat if you can just help me out back with a little something I cooked up for the bride and groom!”

Dorothy thought it over for a second or two before agreeing. “Well, ok,” she answered hesitantly. “I suppose I can help out for a few minutes.”

‘I suppose it can’t hurt,’ she thought to herself, stepping in behind Miranda. ‘I will probably run into Aneeqa soon enough anyway. Actually she’ll probably spot me before I spot her! Besides, with all these people here, a front row seat might be nice!’

She followed Miranda out the back door into a grassy field. Off in the distance she caught sight of something silhouetted in the late afternoon sky. Then she stared in amazement.

“Miranda, isn’t that a gallows?” she asked in utter disbelief as she pointed it out.

“Yes it is, Dorothy. What do you think?”

“What do I think??!! Miranda, I guess I’m not sure I know WHAT to think!!” Seeing a gallows at a wedding event was NOT what Dorothy had expected to come across today!

“I just need a little help over there is all,” Miranda explained.

“A little h-help??” Dorothy stammered. “What kind of h-help do you mean?”

“Goodness, you’re jumpy today!” Then Miranda sighed with a scowl. “You want to go back inside, Dorothy? All I need is a little help out here. But if you’re not willing then I suppose I’d better go back in and get someone else!” She looked at her watch before adding, “Damn, this is going to throw their timetable off!”

The manipulative tactic worked; Dorothy quickly backtracked. “No – no; I’m willing to help!” she added hastily. “What is it you need from me?” Then she glanced up at the gallows again, a feeling of foreboding creeping over her. The damn thing was scaring the shit out of her!

“Thanks, Dorothy; I really appreciate it!” Miranda replied, appearing greatly relieved. Then she led her right up to it.

“Right this way, Dorothy. You like it? I think they worked hard to make it look authentic, don’t you? It looks realistic, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yeah, it l-looks realistic all right,” Dorothy replied, trying not to stammer, much less evidence her growing discomfort. She looked all around, hoping they wouldn’t be out there in the shadow of that damnable gallows for too much longer.

“Right up here,” Miranda coaxed, walking up the steps and motioning for Dorothy. The nervous woman hesitated as she looked up at the thick coil.

“C’mon, Dorothy! I need you up here right now! Time’s running out and I don’t want to keep the bride and groom waiting!” Dorothy swallowed the lump in her throat as she hesitantly climbed the steps.

“C’mon – c’mon; right over here!” Miranda urged, grabbing onto the coil of rope. Dorothy recoiled in alarm, her breath catching in her throat…

“W-wait a minute!! What are you going to, uh… do with that noose??”

“Will you just get over here already?” Miranda gasped in exasperation. “Damnit, Dorothy; this is taking too long! Do you want to help me or don’t you?”

“Well, ok,” Dorothy stammered. But as she got closer Miranda took the noose as though she was going to loop it around her neck.

“Uh, wait a minute, ok?” she gasped, holding up her hand as a jolt of erotic horror hit her hard. “I really don’t think I, uh…”

“Nonsense; you’ll be fine!” Miranda tried to reassure her. “Let me just snug it around your neck now, ok? See how nice and thick it is?”

“Wait – WAIT!” Dorothy stammered nervously. “Miranda I don’t think I…”

“Oh for gawd’s sake; it’s not a snake! Just calm down, ok?”

Dorothy started hyperventilating as Miranda snugged the rope up tight around her neck. “Now how does that feel?” she asked curiously.

“I don’t kn-know,” Dorothy stammered. “I g-guess it’s ok.”

“Aren’t you the least bit excited?” Miranda asked. “I’ve heard most women get a little excited when they first feel the rope around their throat. It would really help me if you were to tell me how it feels. Remember, this is for the bride and groom!”

“Well, I…” Dorothy started to stammer before she was forced to pause, swallowing another lump in her throat.

“C’mon – c’mon; I’m running behind schedule as it is! Just tell me already!”

“Y-yes, I g-guess I’m a little, uh…”

“A little what? Scared? Aroused? Excited? C’mon, Dorothy; I need to know so we can get back to the reception!”

“S-scared and, uh… excited I guess,” Dorothy admitted nervously.

“See? That wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”

“Could you, uh… t-take it off now?”

“Don’t you feel a little sexy, Dorothy?”

Dorothy was trembling as she wracked her brain trying to figure out why the hell Miranda wanted her out here with the noose and the gallows. She couldn’t for the life of her figure out how it fit into the reception back in the building! So she decided maybe it was best to play along for now… anything to hurry things up so she could get her to take the damned thing off!

“Uh, yeah… I g-guess it feels a little, uh… s-sexy. Now could you just, uh… take it off already?”

“Almost done, Dorothy; I DO appreciate this!” Miranda gushed. “Just one thing more, ok?” Then she pulled out a set of handcuffs hidden within her outfit.

“Now that we’ve got the noose around your neck, we’ll want to complete the ensemble, right? Now let me just add these handcuffs here.”

Dorothy recoiled again, squawking with fright. “P-please, Miranda… don’t…” That’s when the Maid of Honor angrily put her hands on her hips.

“Dorothy, I’m hurt! My friend asks if I know someone who can help on her wedding day and the first person I think of is you! Now do you want to help me or don’t you?”

“Look, I just don’t, uh… I don’t know about all this and…” But Miranda ignored her reluctance by pulling her arms behind her back and roughly locking her wrists together with the cuffs.

The moment she heard them clatch behind her back Dorothy’s knees nearly gave out. Why was she so frightened?? After all, she was only helping the Maid of Honor with a certain part of the reception, although she had no idea how the gallows fit into all this! Perhaps she was reading the wrong thing into Miranda’s actions, and she told herself to try to calm down.

Miranda looked her up and down approvingly and then smiled happily. “Thanks, Dorothy!” she gushed. “The bride and groom are really going to love this… and so are all their guests!” Then she reached into another pocket of her outfit, pulled out some sort of two way radio and spoke into it…

“Ok, Edwardo; send them all out! Our volunteer is all ready to go!”

Dorothy gasped in alarm. “Volunteer??!!” she blurted out in a trembling voice. “Volunteer for WHAT???!!!”

“Why, a volunteer to be hung of course, you silly bitch! Why do you think I needed your help out here?! I needed you to get into position so I can hang you special for the bride and groom and for everyone attending the reception!”

“But I d-didn’t volunteer!!” Dorothy gasped in horror.

“Sure you did! You climbed right up onto the gallows and willingly stuck your head into the noose, right? You volunteered, Dorothy; I sure didn’t force you or anything!”

“But you s-said it was for the reception!!”

“I wasn’t lying; it IS for the reception, sweetie!” Then she turned as people started streaming out of the building in their direction.

“That’s right, everyone!” she called out to them, waving them to come closer. “Come on over and gather round. Dorothy here has volunteered to hang for you all this afternoon to celebrate the union of our friends Mary and Richard!”

There were excited murmurs as people started to gather around the gallows. Dorothy was horrified and she started to hyperventilate while pleading with those walking up… “NO I HAVEN’T – NO I HAVEN’T! I HAVEN’T VOLUNTEERED FOR ANYTHING! SOMEBODY GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

“That’s good, Dorothy; that’s really good!” Miranda encouraged happily. “Show us more fear; play your part well!”

“BUT I DON’T WANT TO HANG!” She was terrified out of her mind, wondering how this day could have turned on her so vindictively.

Dorothy saw her friend standing there in the crowd, and she tried to appeal to her to help her. “ANEEQA; FOR GAWD’S SAKE, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!” Miranda just smiled in her direction.

“Isn’t she playing her part to the hilt?” she observed proudly. “She’s really milking it for all she’s worth, isn’t she? Mary and Richard should be really happy!”

At that moment Dorothy saw the bride and groom walk up. That’s when she started pleading with them as well… “PLEASE… DON’T LET HER HANG ME??!!”

Mary took her new husband’s hand in hers and smiled. “We really appreciate your performance today, Dorothy; we really do! You are really making it exciting for everyone here! This really means a lot to us!”

“BUT I DON’T W-WANT TO HANG!” That’s when Miranda grabbed onto the rope and pulled it tighter.

The noose snugged up tight, pulling Dorothy up onto her toes. It virtually cut off all further speech as she started gawking and gurgling. A moment later a dark stain appeared in her skirt as she pissed herself from her terror.

“There we go, folks,” the Maid of Honor said with a flourish, motioning at her very reluctant ‘volunteer’. “We’ve heard enough from her performance, so now we’ve got her up on her toes where she belongs! No point in hearing anymore how much she doesn’t want to hang, right?” and she winked at everyone.

“She’s acted well and truly made her point!” she went on with a flourish. “Now let’s get this show on the road, shall we?” The response was clapping and cheers from the gathered spectators.

Miranda tied the rope off, keeping Dorothy up on her toes in a partially asphyxiated state. She caught sight of Dorothy’s wet skirt and smiled. “Aww, did we just wet ourselves, sweetie? Not to worry; it’s all a part of your performance, and we all really appreciate it!”

Aneeqa came up to the woman serving as executioner, looking curiously at her friend all noosed, trembling and gasping. “Are you really going to hang her, Miranda?” she queried. “Did she really volunteer?”

“I sure am, Aneeqa!” the Maid of Honor replied excitedly. “You won’t believe it when I say this, but she came right out, saw the gallows and volunteered on the spot! Why she couldn’t wait to stick her head in the noose! She even told me she hoped to hang well for her friend Aneeqa today! Isn’t that right, Dorothy?”

They turned to look at her as the topic of their discussion rasped and gurgled, trying to force the words out of her mouth that it was all a lie, that she had not volunteered in the slightest but that she had been tricked! She could only plead with Aneeqa with her eyes not to let them hang her.

Aneeqa looked at her friend in the noose with new-found admiration. “Wow, Dorothy; I’m really excited!” she happily told her. “I’m so very proud of you today! Thank you so much for volunteering! This is a real treat; I’m sure Mary and Richard are going to love it! I know I sure am!” Dorothy rasped and gurgled but was unable to verbalize a reply to the contrary.

Miranda looked at the bride and groom, smiling as she saw them nod their readiness at watching Dorothy’s show. Then she turned to face the gathered throng. “Is everyone ready for today’s entertainment?!” she said aloud, proudly acting as Master of Ceremonies.

There were eager cries for her to get on with it, causing her to grin excitedly. “Ok, ladies and gentlemen… let’s drop her!” Then she walked over and grabbed onto a lever. “You’re on, sweetie,” she said happily to the frightened woman as she pulled it.

Dorothy tried to cry out as she fell, only for the noose to pull her up short as she wet herself in orgasm. She’d only fallen about a foot or so, leaving her another foot off the ground. Then her feet began fluttering for solid footing beneath her that was no longer there.

Her mind cried out for somebody to get her down from there as her legs started to scissor. Then she began to swing back and forth as her legs flew outward. One heel flew off and then the other followed as her toes curled.

She rasped and gurgled, astonished that it could hurt so much. But she was still getting air, although it was painful every time she tried to take a breath. The noose hadn’t cut off her windpipe completely, but it was making it an agony every time her lungs tried to swell from taking another breath.

Her legs pedaled as though she was trying to run in the noose. Then her knees began jerking upward as though that would somehow relieve the agony around her throat. But that only succeeded in constricting the lethal coil around her neck, making it even harder to draw a breath.

She twisted in one direction and then back the other way as she swayed back and forth. Aneeqa came into her line of vision and she pleaded with her eyes for her to take her down. But when she saw the look of rapture in her friend’s face, she was horrified that she appeared to be so sexually aroused watching her suffering…

“Damn, girl; that is so fucking sexy! I never knew you were going to volunteer for this! Why didn’t you tell me?! It’s a hell of a surprise, honey, but I fucking love it! You are really putting on quite a show!!”

As she struggled to get a decent breath of air she saw Stephy and Corinne standing there watching her with great interest. Both of them appeared to be rather flushed from the spectacle. But it was evident they admired her courage, even if they thought she was a little crazy to volunteer…

“Wow, just look at her hang!”

“Did you see her orgasm when Miranda pulled the lever?”

“That is so fucking hot… although I could NEVER volunteer for something like that!” Dorothy rasped for breath as she tried to convey to them that she hadn’t volunteered. But at this point in time it really didn’t seem to matter anymore. She was going to hang to death anyway; no one was going to take her down.

She twisted in place, getting a glimpse of others watching her. She saw several bulges in trousers as well as many females appearing quite out of breath. She even saw one woman in a white blouse with nipples poking through the fabric as though she was quite turned on by the spectacle!

She twisted and swung until the bride and groom came into her line of sight, standing there observing her every movement. There was a noticeable bulge in Richard’s pants, a bulge the bride was only too happy to be groping at that very moment. Dorothy noticed Mary seemed to be in a rapturous fog of bliss, appearing to intently study her every agonizing jerk and spasm in the noose…

“Just look at her, honey! Miranda really picked out a good one! She’s quite a fighter!”

“She sure did, my love. I wasn’t sure I believed her when your Maid of Honor said she would supply the volunteer if we put up the gallows. But it was well worth it!”

“Maybe we could hang someone next year on our anniversary, Richard?”

“If I know Miranda, she’ll probably find someone to ‘volunteer’ if you would like that, my love. Let’s ask her when we get back to the reception.”

Dorothy’s mind raced with incredulous thoughts. Why was this happening to her; why had she been so deceived? Was this the plan all along: for Miranda to pick her out so they could all watch her hang during the reception?? Everyone out there seemed more than a little eager to watch her hang to death!

She kicked and struggled for two minutes… four… six! It felt like an eternity, an agony she could not comprehend. She could still breathe, although just barely. A part of her wanted to die, wanted her suffering to end. Another part wanted to live, wanted someone to come up and cut her down.

She kicked and jerked, causing the noose to tighten even more. Her knees came up and she jerked down hard again as though trying to jerk the noose loose from around her neck. It only tightened even more, causing her body to panic from lack of oxygen as she kicked and struggled.

There was a brief flurry of activity as her body swung and twisted. Then she finally hung limp, her eyes glazing over as her tongue protruded. She was humiliated as a loud fart emanated out from underneath her skirt, followed by her bladder giving way. Most of the spectators witnessed the urine streaming down her legs, and they cheered and applauded as though it was the icing on the proverbial cake.

“I think she’s about done, folks,” Miranda observed at around the nine minute mark. “We’ll just leave her up here for awhile for all of you to enjoy!” Then she turned toward Richard and Mary.

“To the bride and groom!!” she declared. “May you have many happy years together!”

Dorothy barely heard the cheers and applause. But she was more focused on the fact that she couldn’t feel anything below her waist anymore. What’s more, she could feel major organs dying inside, could feel her body in agony. Then her vision failed her.

She could still hear voices, could hear people talking about her hanging, talking about how much they had enjoyed it. She recognized Aneeqa’s voice as she congratulated the happy couple… recognized Miranda telling them how honored she was to be allowed to execute Dorothy for their happy day. Then she faded away into unconsciousness as merciful oblivion finally claimed her…

Her heart continued to beat for another fifteen minutes, pumping slower and slower until it finally gave out. By then several of the spectators had come up to have their picture taken with the dangling volunteer. The bride and groom also stepped up, happily sandwiching Dorothy’s lifeless body between them for several pictures.

Eventually everyone headed back into the reception hall. Miranda hung around until everyone was gone. Then she came up to Dorothy one last time and gave her dead body a push.

“Thank you for volunteering, sweetie,” she whispered lovingly. “You were really great! But I’m going to leave you out here awhile longer while everyone is at the reception. After all, we don’t want your corpse stinking up the place on Richard and Mary’s wedding day, do we?” Then she giggled as she took her leave, heading back toward the reception to share in the joy of the big day with the bride and groom as well as the memory of such a wonderful hanging…

(written for Dorothy May 1 by riwa)

Posted in Asphyxia Stories, Dorothy and her friends | Tagged hanging, pictures | 1 Comment

Janet and the water tube 4.1 (15)

Posted on April 30, 2015 by riwa

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Doc wanted me to test the water tube before he put Jenna or Brianna in it. So I went over to that section of the laboratory and made sure it was functioning properly. I tested all the valves and the corresponding controls, making sure everything seemed to be in order.

For a moment I paused, staring hypnotically into the water tube. I could almost imagine Jenna or Brianna in there trying to hold their breath while locked into the foot supports at the bottom. They are the two volunteers the doc uses during his drowning experiments.

The mental image of them writhing around as the doc pushed their limits and then drowned them was enough to get me all worked up. I’m not much for having an encounter with another female. But picturing them holding their breath in a flooded tube was enough to make me tingly all over, especially when I imagined it could be me in there!

It suddenly occurred to me that I wouldn’t truly know if the water tube worked properly unless someone had actually been inside! Oh, the controls worked fine and all. It’s just that I found myself wanting to be inside holding my breath in the worst way!

I set the controls to run some automatic cycles of draining and refilling, something the doc might pull on one of his amorous volunteers. Then I looked all around to make sure no one was watching. When I confirmed I was all alone I shed my clothes lickety-split and then rushed naked up the steps and through the door to the top of the tube.

I was trembling with excitement when I dropped into the tube with a quiet splash from the opening above. I had about a minute before it started its cycle so I reached up and latched the cover closed above me. Then I filled my lungs and worked my way down.

When my toes touched the foot supports I slid my feet into each one. Then I stood there and held my breath. A moment later I heard the sound of a valve opening and the tube started to drain rapidly.

I was so turned on standing there naked! Anyone could have come by and seen me! My nipples were hard and my pussy was wet as I imagined myself in Jenna or Brianna’s situation, getting ready for another of the doc’s experiments. Well, actually he’s an assistant to Doctor Crocker, but we still call him “Doc”.

The water totally drained, leaving me trembling excitedly. Thirty seconds later it began swirling back in from the base of the tube. It filled quickly and it only took another thirty seconds before it reached my crotch.

I gasped, trembling like crazy as the water kept rising. In less than a minute it had covered my breasts and was rapidly climbing up to my neck. I took a really deep breath seconds before it swirled up over my nose. Then I was totally submerged, the water having taken a little over a minute to totally envelop me in its liquid cocoon as it continued to race up to the top.

My pussy was on fire as I held my breath. I imagined I was Jenna or Brianna, preparing to drown for another one of the good doctor’s experiments. Then I heard the sound of another valve opening and the water started to drain back out.

‘Good!’ I thought to myself. ‘By the time the water level drops back down I should have been holding my breath for about a minute.’ This was confirmed by a clock on the back wall someone had put up, allowing me to time the system.

My lungs weren’t too bad when the water dropped below my mouth, allowing me to breathe again. After all, a minute was fairly easy for me. But it didn’t pay to try long breath-holds all at once. Better to work up to them!

The water stopped just above my crotch and I panted heavily for breath. Then I heard the sound of valves again. The tube was filling back up.

I watched the clock on the wall as the water climbed my quivering body. I was already regretting not having brought a play-toy in with me. But I knew I was going to get off anyway before it was all over! Besides, I’m pretty talented playing with myself whenever the mood strikes!

I got about a full minute of air to get ready before the water level reached my chin. I quickly filled my lungs and then settled in for a longer breath-hold as bubbles dribbled out of my nose. So far the automatic programming was running true to form, leaving me virtually the exact amount of time I’d plugged into the coordinates to get my breath back. But this time I was going to be under for a minute thirty.

I watched the clock on the wall and then looked up to see how well the water was filling the tube. It was almost full before the valves kicked in again. I had another forty-five seconds before it dropped back down past my lips, allowing me to breathe again.

I stood there imagining the doc watching my naked body. I could just picture that bulge of his and I felt an erotic shiver ripple through me. No wonder Jenna and Brianna liked the doc to watch them drown! It must have been exciting knowing they were turning him on! I actually found myself secretly wishing he was watching me at that very moment.

The water level dropped past my lips and I gasped for breath as I checked the clock on the wall. It had been about a minute thirty, give or take a second or two. The system was running great!

I panted heavily, working to get my breath back. I’d set it up for one more session that would keep me under for two full minutes. That was easily within my limits. But there was that delicious flicker of uncertainty in the back of my mind. What would happen if today I’d miscalculated and I couldn’t GO two minutes on one breath??

I heard the valves as the water started to rise again. If I panicked I could easily slip out of the foot supports and go on up. But the tube would still be full before the water level started to drop. Still, I knew it should go back down within the time frame, giving me the air pocket I might need if I for some reason I couldn’t hold it long enough.

But wasn’t that a part of the thrill? Was that one of the many reasons Jenna and Brianna liked pushing things until the doc drowned them in his experiments? I found myself actually considering volunteering for his next session! It wasn’t the first time I’d thought about it. And as erotic as the whole damn thing was I doubted it would be the last.

I checked the clock on the wall and discovered I was well into a minute. A quick glance up showed me the water tube was completely full. There was no air pocket whatsoever. If I were to get into trouble now I would be forced to wait until it started to drain again.

The thought was arousing as hell and I finally succumbed to the temptation by running my hand down and fingering myself. My body writhed as bubbles trickled out of my mouth. Gawd; it was so hot! My nips were really hard!

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure I was fingering into myself. It wasn’t long until my lungs began to feel the strain. The thought of miscalculating or something going wrong and being trapped inside the water tube really got to me and I began fingering myself like crazy!

I knew I had to hurry if I was going to cum underwater because I could tell the water tube was draining again. I could feel the strain in my lungs of holding my breath and I really fingered myself. Then I popped off with a wonderful climax, one that flushed hotly through my body.

The water dropped below my head and I waited until it fell below my lips before I opened my eyes and gasped for breath. That’s when I saw the good doctor standing there at the controls, an amused look on his face!

Oh, gawd…

I went beet red with embarrassment as he studied my naked, trembling body. “Mind telling me what you’re doing in there, Janet?” he asked with a smile.

“I’m just checking the water tube like you asked, Doc!” I sputtered nervously. “I’m just checking to make sure it works properly is all!”

“Then let’s really check it, shall we?” he suggested with a grin. A moment later he tripped the override switch, deactivating my program. An instant later the foot supports clamped down tight around my feet as he toggled the controls!

“Doc?” I called out nervously as my heart rate skyrocketed. A moment later he gave a good, hard twist on the main valve. Water came boiling up from the bottom and I had seconds to fill my lungs before it rushed up past my head!

I grunted in alarm as an incredible jolt of sexual tingles hit me hard. This wasn’t at all what I’d planned on! I was only going to sneak into the water tube for a quick check and a quickie orgasm before leaving! Now I was trapped inside, my feet firmly secured inside the foot supports as the doc watched me!!

“What do you think, Janet?” he called out to me. “Is it working properly?” I nodded anxiously, my nipples rock hard.

With a hard twist on the valve in reverse I heard the water start to drain. Relief flooded my being and I nodded and bubbled. The water was almost a foot over my head and draining fast.

All of the sudden Doc grabbed the wheel and gave it a good hard twist in the opposite direction. The water instantly stopped raining and began to rise again! My eyes flew open in astonishment! Gawd! I hadn’t even been allowed to get a breath yet!

“You think Jenna and Brianna will like this?” the doc chuckled at me. My lungs really began to strain and I reached out and pounded on the glass. Bubbles poured out of my mouth as I cried out in horror, my pussy throbbing like crazy.

With a quick twist of the valve the water started to drain again. But this time I was anxious for it to drop below my head so I could get that breath I needed so badly. Then the doc twisted the valve again. The water stopped draining the moment it touched the hair on my head!

I looked up and waved my arms up above the surface, thrashing about for the air I needed so badly. It was right there but the doc wouldn’t let me have any! My lungs were on fire and I was going to drown mere inches from the damn air pocket!

With a cruel smile he twisted the valve. The water dropped past my lips and I gasped madly for breath, my body trembling like mad. Then he twisted it again and it flowed right back up over my head! I grunted in alarm until he twisted the valve once more, allowing the water to drain out until I could breathe again!

“So what do you think?” he asked again. “Think they’ll like it, Janet? Or maybe I should test it out on somebody else first?”

I coughed and sputtered, desperately trying to get my breath back. Then Doc twisted the valve again! My eyes flew open in horror and I frantically filled my lungs seconds before the water flowed up past my face!

I stared at him in horror, grunting in alarm. To my shock he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock! Then he actually started stroking it right there in front of me!!

I couldn’t believe it! He’d never acted this way with me before! Now I got the distinct impression he was actually going to enjoy watching me drown! It filled me with a terribly erotic fire as my lungs began to protest.

I looked upward, only to see he hadn’t left me any air pocket at all! No matter; my feet were still trapped inside the foot supports. I wasn’t going anywhere until he activated the release!

I watched him in absolute astonishment as he stroked himself. I couldn’t believe it and I began thrashing about. He was actually going to watch me DROWN??!! Why that BASTARD!!!

My lungs began to burn as my heart hammered in my chest. Then in a sudden panic I reached out and began beating upon the glass again. That just made him smile and stroke his cock even more!

Who the hell WAS this guy? Had Doctor Crocker even bothered giving him a background check? I was going to drown in this water tube… and no doubt he was going to drown Jenna and Brianna next!!

I screamed my breath away as I pounded upon the glass. Then my lungs gave out and I sucked water down my throat. That’s when he aimed his cock in my direction, cum spurting out to splatter against the glass!

I stared in horror, astonished that he was cumming as I was drowning!! That’s when I came so very, very hard! My body started thrashing about as my mind screamed helplessly…

I’M DROWNING! I’M DROWNING! I’M DROWNING! HE’S DROWNING ME! THE DOC IS DROWNING ME!

…and then I woke up!

The sheets were wet! I’d squirted so hard from my orgasm that I’d soaked them!

I shook the remnants of the dream out of my head, remembering that we didn’t have that kind of water tube on the premises. My body was tingling from wild aftershocks. But I couldn’t help dwelling on one rather disturbing thought…

Was that why I’d had such an incredible dream? Was I really considering volunteering for one of Doc’s drowning experiments some day?? Was I really that crazy???

(written for Skip Jan 13 by riwa)

(inspired by stories written by Drownlover about the underwater research laboratory)

Posted in Drowning Stories | Tagged breathholding, drowning, nudity, pictures | 1 Comment

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