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Snuff Teri 5.0 (Ch 5 Long-drop Teris)
We took a few steps away from the guillotines. Almost immediately, a large wooden gallows appeared before us. A stairway led up to the top on the right side.
On the platform 9 or 10 feet above us were three naked, hooded Teris. They stood stiffly with a noose dangling in front of each face. Occasionally I heard a soft whimper.
A fourth noose dangled on the far right next to the last Teri. But there appeared to be no one for whom it was destined. I wondered if this was a mistake or if another Teri would be produced to hang from it.
There was a fourth Teri up on the platform. But she was dressed differently. She wore high heels and a black fishnet body-stocking. I got the impression she would be the executioner, as she walked back and forth between the condemned as though getting them ready.
The first two Teris had thick, black straps around their ankles and knees, binding their legs together. The third one wore a spreader bar attached to her ankles, spreading her legs obscenely. All three had their arms cuffed behind their backs.
Behind them stood a small wooden table. I couldn’t fathom the purpose of such an object up there with them. Probably that was because the angle was such that I couldn’t see what might have been set upon it.
“Remove the hoods!” my Teri demanded with a wave as she looked up at the executioner. “Let the bitches see their fate!”
In response, the woman went up behind each one, starting with the one on the right. Then she began ripping off each hood. The appearance of a noose dangling in front of them set each one to whimpering with fright.
“You may proceed with the executions,” ‘Microkini Teri’ called up to her. “I will give the order when each one has been readied.”
‘Readied?’ I thought to myself. The executioner just nodded with understanding.
I saw her pick something up from off the table before walking over to the first one. “This first bitch is guilty of being a cock-sucking slut!” the executioner announced loudly.
She looped the noose around her doppelganger’s neck, pulling it snug. The poor thing quivered and moaned. The executioner ran a hand all over the condemned woman’s trembling body.
She seemed to take great delight in groping her replica’s tits as she continued on with the charges…. “There is no cock she won’t suck, be it single, engaged, married, divorced or simply committed to another individual. Therefore I’ve decided she should hang with this in her mouth!”
She produced what I now saw to be a large, rubber dildo. So that was what she’d picked up from the table. Then she proceeded to shove it hard into condemned Teri #1’s mouth.
The poor thing’s eyes bugged out as she tried to gasp for breath. The sex toy must have been shoved halfway down her throat. “You may hang the slut!” my escort commanded.
The executioner calmly stepped to a lever directly behind the terrified woman. I saw her smile as she pulled it with some degree of enthusiasm. There was a loud THUNK as the hinged trap dropped open.
Teri fell with a muffled scream that was cut off the moment she hit the end of the rope. With a loud CRICK, her body bounced a little. Then she began jerking around like a fish at the end of a line, her feet less than a foot off the floor of the holodeck.
Involuntary spasms claimed her for about 30 seconds or so. Then her body settled into a soft, gentle sway from side to side. Her lifeless eyes remained open wide in horror from her sudden plunge through the trap.
The rubber phallus dangled obscenely from her mouth. A trickle of urine ran down one leg. It dribbled off her foot onto the ground below.
With the execution of their identical sister, the two remaining Teris began to whimper even harder. Their eyes were open wide in horror. Clearly they now understood what their fate was to be.
The executioner walked up to the middle Teri where she calmly draped the noose around her neck. She snugged it up tight before enjoying caressing her body as well. Then she announced, “This whore is guilty of fucking anything and everything that moves! Men… women… she doesn’t care which. She’ll fuck a married man, and then the next day while he’s at work she’ll go fuck his sweet, innocent wife.”
The poor thing writhed and whimpered as she pawed and groped her tits. The executioner paused to grin malevolently at the frightened woman. “I have something special for you, whore!”
She walked back over to the table where she picked up a couple of large, black butt-plugs. She brought them back and waved them in front of the terrified creature. “Since you’ll take it up either hole, I think it’s only fitting we plug them both, bitch!”
The condemned Teri let out a frightened whimper. Clearly she was too terrified for words. My escort couldn’t help chiming in as she hollered up at the executioner, “PLUG THE FUCKING WHORE!”
Her eyes flashed sadistically. She was really getting off snuffing all these women who looked exactly like her.
The executioner smiled down at her and then turned toward her charge. The poor girl cried out as her evil doppelganger thrust the first one hard into her front slit. Her cunt appeared to be glistening as I looked up at it. Then the cruel woman brutally forced the other plug up poor Teri’s ass.
Both objects stretched her obscenely. The poor thing jerked and screamed. Her last moments were filled with pain and humiliation.
“Hang the whore!” ‘Microkini Teri’ ordered with wicked glee.
The executioner calmly walked back to the lever behind the condemned. Then she casually pulled it. Teri the whore fell through the trap with a cry of sheer terror.
Her cry was cut off the moment her body bounced at the end of the rope. There was another loud CRICK. Then she jerked around like a fish on the end of a line, just like the one quietly twisting and swaying right next to her.
After another 30 seconds of twitches and spasms, she settled into swaying softly next to the corpse of her identical sister. Her eyes were wide and vacant. Urine streamed down her legs, splattering onto the floor of the holodeck beneath her.
The executioner barely acknowledged the event as she calmly stepped over to the last one. The last condemned Teri was now hyperventilating. I could actually see her chest rising and falling.
“This cunt is the worst of all!” she explained angrily. “This one is a cock-tease. She is guilty of turning men on and then leaving them that way.”
“She leads them on while taking their money, making them think they will get some. Then she cuts them off at the knees. She will often have them thrown out of the club she works for, having committed no greater crime than simply looking at her.”
“This cunt is a man-hater, the worst of the bunch. So I have something extra special planned for her!”
“NO!” the condemned Teri cried out, finally finding her voice. “I CAN EXPLAIN; IT’S NOT MY FAULT! MEN ARE PIGS! PLEASE DON’T HANG ME!”
My escort snorted at her in derision. “Get on with it!” she told the executioner.
Teri walked over to the table. She came back with some sort of wooden rod. On one end was a wicked looking dildo of extraordinary length.
With a cruel smile, she bent down. Then she proceeded to work it up into Teri’s ass. The poor thing shrieked in pain as it was forced in hard and deep.
The other end was fitted to a coupling on the middle of the spreader bar. At last I had an explanation for this one’s situation. The thick wooden rod shoving the dildo up into poor Teri’s ass would be worked in much deeper should she try to kick with the spreader bar attached to her ankles.
I suddenly got the impression this one might not get the merciful long drop. My cock hardened with anticipation.
The Teri on the trap pleaded for her life. ‘Microkini Teri’ looked up with sadistic lust in her eyes. Then she hollered, “HANG THE CUNT!”
The poor thing wailed “NOOO!” as the executioner walked to the appropriate lever. Teri calmly pulled it as she stood behind her identical sister. There was a look of lustful excitement on her face.
The trap dropped open. The condemned fell through. But she came up short as the noose grabbed her neck. She’d only fallen a few inches, just enough to tighten the rope around her neck.
She gasped and gurgled as the rope took her full weight. Her legs started kicking in a frantic attempt to find solid footing that was no longer there. Each jerk of her legs forced the rod coupled to the spreader bar to shove the dildo hard into her anus.
She grunted in pain as she involuntarily fucked her own ass. Out of the corner of my eye I caught ‘Microkini Teri’ masturbating again. I heard her quietly gasp, “That is so fucking hot!”
As the cunt kicked and jerked, the rope automatically lowered her until she was level with her predecessors. It gave her a terrible view of the gently swaying identical sisters she would soon be joining in death. Her body humped and thrashed about as her secured hands jerked around behind her back.
She gurgled as her face turned a nasty shade of red. Her head was forced off to one side. Drool spilled from her tongue onto her tits.
There was more kicking as her legs jerked together. Her body bucked in response as though she was really driving the dildo hard up her ass. Her face began to turn purple as her movements lessened.
Her legs jerked hard one last time. A spray of fluid spewed out onto the floor. Her frantic dancing abruptly diminished.
It appeared to be the longest, most painful 3 minutes of her life. She was finally reduced to bodily twitches and spasms. A stream of piss arced out of her crotch.
I heard the death rattle in her chest. Her body softly swayed back and forth. Occasional her legs twitched a little as though she wasn’t quite finished fucking her own ass.
Her two dead doppelgangers watched their sister die with unseeing eyes. Their bodies hung silent in testament to their executions. I couldn’t believe how aroused I’d become.
I suddenly heard my escort gasp, “Oh, FUCK!” Then she stiffened before starting to shake. She actually orgasmed to the snuffing of the dangling cunt in front of us.
When it passed, it left her breathless. For a second I allowed her to lean against me. She finally regained her strength to where she could stand on her own.
Up on the gallows I watched with interest as the executioner stepped in front of the last noose. She took the coil of rope and carefully looped it around her own neck. Then she situated the knot behind her left ear, giving it a finishing tug.
“This bitch is guilty of abusing the slut, the whore and the cunt before their appointed executions!” she admitted loudly. “I made them eat my pussy. Then I fucked each one with a massive strap-on.”
“I made them lick and fuck each other silly. Then I sodomized them all. All of this occurred outside my job description. Thus, I am guilty of a capital offense.”
She looked down at us. I could tell she was trembling a little. Then she lowered her head as she added, “I came hard several times, Mistress. I thoroughly enjoyed myself as I raped them. I am getting what I deserve.”
There was no sorrow or regret in her voice. She was simply explaining what she had done, admitting to her guilt. Then she announced, “This bitch is ready for punishment.”
She stood up straight. Her arms hung calmly at her sides. Then she waited breathlessly for her sentence to be carried out.
‘Microkini Teri’ smiled up at her. “In a minute or two, bitch,” she said to her. “First I wish to admire your handiwork. In the meantime you can stand there and think about what you’ve done… and what’s going to happen to you.”
“Yes, Mistress,” ‘executioner Teri’ replied, her head bowed low. I could tell she was trembling with anticipation at her impending hanging.
“You’re going to make her wait?” I murmured to my escort.
“It’ll make her squirm,” ‘Microkini Teri’ giggled. “I love making them squirm before we snuff them.”
We walked up to the dead slut with the dildo in her mouth. My escort couldn’t help reaching out and caressing her flesh, lovingly groping her tits. “She looks so fucking sexy hanging like that. Wouldn’t you agree, Master?”
I told her I found it quite arousing. She fondled the dead woman for a few more seconds. Then we moved on to the next one.
“I’ll bet it hurt when she hit the end of the rope with her holes plugged; eh, Master?” Once again her hands were all over the dead whore. She finally gave her a push, setting her to swaying back and forth.
We made our way over to the last one. “I loved this one best of all, Master,” ‘Microkini Teri’ panted excitedly. “I loved how she fucked her own ass as the life was slowly strangled out of her by the nose. Did you see how she squirted at the end?? I’ll bet the fucking cunt felt the big ‘O’ just before she died!”
My escort suddenly got onto her knees. She buried her face in the dead bitch’s cunt. I’m sure I saw the sadistic woman lick out the still dripping twat.
I heard a moan of pleasure. Then ‘Microkini Teri’ pulled away. Her face dripped from her identical sister’s fluids.
“‘Death cum’, Master,” she murmured with ecstasy. “I’ve never tasted anything so heavenly. I can’t wait for the last one to drop.”
We stepped away from underneath the scaffold. Then we both looked up. ‘Executioner Teri’ was fingering herself through the opening in her fishnet body stocking.
She moaned softly as she writhed in ecstatic bliss. “Aha!” my Teri cried out. “Caught you, honey!” Then she looked upward as she hollered, “COMPUTER? HANG THE BITCH!”
The Teri on the trap gasped and stiffened. Her lever was pulled by some unseen hand. A moment later the trap opened up underneath her.
She plunged through with a cry. Then she hit the end of the rope with a loud CRICK. Something sprayed out of her dripping snatch the moment she bounced.
For a few seconds she lifelessly danced like a marionette on a string. Her legs kicked a little as her arms jerked helter-skelter. Then she settled down to quietly swinging around.
Muscles twitched in her arms as they hung at her sides. Her feet shimmied from stray nerve impulses. My escort couldn’t help herself.
She rushed in, collapsing onto her knees. She pulled the woman’s crotch to her face by grabbing her ass. Then she moaned as she lapped hungrily.
A stream of urine trickled off her face. She just giggled as she kept on licking. She finally pulled away and stood up.
“She came so hard when she hit the rope, Master. I couldn’t help myself. I just HAD to taste it!” There was the glisten of fluids on her face.
She called for another towel from the computer. One materialized in her hands. She wiped her face off and then took a deep breath.
“I hope you liked it, Master,” she said with a heavy sigh. “It was absolutely incredible! I never knew death cum could taste so heavenly!”
She looked down at my hard cock. She giggled before taking it in her hand and stroking it a little. “We’ll take care of that for you soon, Master; I promise! Now would you like to see what else I’ve set up for you to enjoy?”
I nodded without a word. We left the four dangling bitches hanging quietly underneath the scaffold.
As we walked away, I glanced over at ‘Stripper Teri’. Her eyes were wide in horror at her four dead, identical sisters. I saw her start to dance wildly on the pole as though praying her erotic gyrations might somehow earn her a reprieve…
2010; 2020 (written May 24 ’10; ed. Nov 16 ‘20 by riwa)
Fast Lane Lifeguards
“C’mon, Brooke.”
“Gawd, Paul; not again??”
“C’mon!”
“I’ve got to change into my one-piece for my shift!”
“We have time.”
“What if Amy gets here soon?”
“Would you stop delaying already?”
He pulled her to the shallow end of the pool. There was a metal ladder right there. Brooke shook her head.
“Gawd, Paul; not another breath-hold??”
“Another breath-hold, Brooke. This time you’re going to do it upside down.”
“Upside down?? I’ll get water up my nose!”
“That’s the price you pay for being a lifeguard.”
“Can’t I just go put my suit on before Amy gets here?”
“Would you stop dawdling and get into position already?”
“What are you going to do?” Then she noticed his bulge. “Gawd, Paul; not here??”
“Better hurry before Amy shows up, Brooke.”
“What if I say no?”
“You don’t want to say no.”
“Yeah, but what if I do – WAIT; WAIT!”
Paul got her lying on her back in the water. Brooke spread her legs to wedge them in the rails of the ladder at the surface. “Paul, you’re insufferable!”
“I’m also horny. Are you ready? This is going to be a long one.”
“Paul, you wouldn’t!”
“Deep breath, Brooke!”
“SHIT!”
She inhaled deeply. Then Paul pushed her under. She got water up her nose and tried to ignore it.
He slid his red speedos aside and pulled out his semi-erect cock. For a moment Brooke hesitated. Then she thought better of it. Paul was just wicked enough to keep her here until Amy showed up, which would embarrass the hell out of her.
She took his erection into her mouth. Paul thrust in and out as he braced against the pool ladder. He submerged his face as he looked down on her while gripping onto the ladder.
Brooke held onto his wrists for support. Wildly erotic tingles flooded through her being as she sucked his cock. She could feel him twitch between her lips.
It gave her a sense of power, knowing how well her mouth could affect him. But she was also in a helpless position being upside down. Best to get him off quick.
She took him in and out of her mouth. Brooke focused on keeping all the air in her lungs. Paul was just wicked enough to force her to stay under for an extremely long breath-hold.
He pushed all the way into her mouth. She felt him hit the back of her throat. But she was used to it by now, especially the way he kept making her suck his cock underwater.
The water stung her sinuses a little. But she was already getting used to it. She winced only a moment before working Paul’s cock in and out past her lips.
She felt him grab her left hand. Then he put it into her crotch. She knew what he wanted her to do. Damn him!
She began to rub herself. Now she was becoming lubricated with arousal. This meant they would really have to hurry before Amy showed up. Catching them like this would embarrass the hell out of her!
Paul thought he heard someone at the door. Had Amy arrived already? The thought of them being caught like this only gave him an added thrill. Living in the fast lane had both its risks as well as its rewards. And since Brooke was usually up for just about anything, he usually succeeded in talking her into all sorts of risky endeavors.
Brooke did her best to vacuum Paul’s throbbing meat. He seemed extra horny. But he sure was showing extraordinary ability at holding off his release. Was he trying to get them caught with Amy?
Her chest began to strain. She’d been holding it for a long time. And still he wasn’t cumming in her mouth yet!
Brooke worked her magic on his tasty dick. But somehow he was still holding off. What the hell?? She couldn’t hold her breath forever?!
She suddenly pushed him away. Brooke burst up and panted for breath as she kept her head at the surface. Paul just laughed at her.
“Now you’ve got to pay the penalty.”
“Penalty? What penalty?”
“Be right back.”
She frowned as he swam to the opposite side of the pool. Something was lying on the floor next to the edge. Had he left it there on purpose?
Her eyes widened as he returned and handed it to her. “Oh gawd; what’s this for?”
“You know what to do with it, Brooke. Now back under you go.”
“No; WAIT!” Then she inhaled sharply. A moment later she was pushed upside down underwater again.
The cock went right back into her mouth. Then she felt him push the object in her hand against the material of her suit. A quick pull to one side and the object was right there between her labia.
She figured she’d better use it before he did something worse on her. Brooke groaned and bubbled as she vibrated herself. Damn him! What the hell was he doing to her this time??
Paul thrust harder into her mouth. He seemed to be all turned on at the predicament she was in. Was he planning on cumming before or after she vibrated herself into orgasm??
She grunted as her eyes opened wider. The toy was really buzzing the entrance to her quivering snatch. It was driving her crazy!
Why, Paul? Why do you have to keep doing these things to me? Why do I keep letting you??
He thrust harder into her mouth. She used the toy on herself a little more aggressively. What if Amy showed up? What if she caught them like this?? The thought was both horrifying, yet incredibly thrilling.
Paul eased off. Brooke sucked harder. She had to make him cum pretty soon. But what if she made herself cum first?
To her horror Paul yanked the toy out of her grasp. Then he really fucked her with it. She began grunting up bubbles as her eyes widened in alarm.
No – no – NO! Fuck; I’m out of breath! Paul, don’t do this to me!
He worked the toy deep inside her. Brooke wriggled and squirmed as she lost her breath. Her chest was on fire. Damn him!
She tried to push him out of the way. But his erection was buried deep between her lips. She would have to get him off or she might drown.
PAUL?? GAWD; NO!
She shuddered hard as she lost control. The orgasm swept over her in a mighty wave. A moment later she was swallowing a gallon of cum from Paul’s spurting appendage.
Brooke got dizzy and disoriented. She felt like she was fading fast. Then she fell off the edge of the pool into the water.
She was back to the surface almost immediately. She coughed and sputtered, wincing as she realized the toy was still inside. She grabbed it and yanked it out, gasping and moaning.
Paul gave her a deep, soulful kiss. “Better go change,” he told her. “I think Amy’s in the building.”
“Damn you, Paul!” Then she got out of the water and rushed to the lifeguard changing room.
Why the hell did she love to keep taking risks like that with Paul?
2021 (written Jul 8 ’21 by riwa. Inspired by vidcaps from a JustPaul animation)
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The US-UK drowning tournament winner.
A 6th chapter to The Seductress.
The 4th chapter to Chloe.
The 4th chapter to Aravanna.
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A Kat on a horse.
A short honeymoon.
Confessions of a Club male attendant.
Tourists and the gallows.
Jaimie goes to Chad’s Chop shop.
The newbie on drowning day.
And a couple of bonus stories I’m considering.
December stories/rewards will fall off at the end of January to make room for February rewards.
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The punishment room
I don’t know how Roseline found out about it. She told us the old administration building had an old punishment room inside. She was sure there was a gallows there.
She and her friend Karina were very curious about it. My buddies and I had a mild interest in the damned thing. But there were other things that impressed us far more than hangings or a gallows. Besides, there were hangings taking place at City U all the time.
Roseline really wanted to go see it. And as Aiden was her boyfriend, anything she wanted was perfectly fine with him. Karina was dating my friend Lucas and easily talked him into it as well.
I was a fifth wheel. But I respected my pals and their dates. So I was willing to go too.
We waited until late Sunday night to head over. Somehow we found a way into the old administration office. Then we carefully looked around until we found the old punishment room.
It was deep inside the building. It was an ominous room with no windows. It turned out Roseline had been right all along.
There was a gallows over in the corner. It had a lever and opened trap, with a circle marked over the spot where the condemned was to stand. We were all surprised to see a noose in place.
Roseline believed it was still being used for private executions. Lucas thought she was nuts. I didn’t know what to think, especially since the gallows looked to be in reasonably good shape.
Roseline set the trap back in place and then tried the lever. The trap folded open with a whapping sound. It startled all of us.
Right away, Karina said she wanted to try it. Lucas thought she was crazy for wanting to hang herself. She gave him a look as though he was a moron before telling him, “I don’t want to hang myself, you idiot! I just want to stand on the trap with the noose around my neck!”
She locked the trap back into position before she climbed on top and grabbed the noose. She pulled it down and looped it around her neck. Then she snugged it up behind her left ear.
“Want me to go pull the lever?” Roseline offered with a giggle.
Karina inhaled sharply. “Don’t you fucking dare! I don’t want to hang. I just… I just want to stand here and… gawd! How many students died in this very spot?” I could tell it was having quite an effect on her.
Lucas told her, “I suppose we could look up that information on a computer once we get back to the dorm.” The others looked at him as though they hadn’t considered that idea before. I thought it was good thinking, and it made me curious to see what we might find out.
“We could always check that desk in the corner,” Aiden suggested.
He went over and pulled it open. “Empty,” he sighed wistfully. “I should have known they wouldn’t leave that kind of paperwork behind.”
“My turn,” Roseline declared, startling us all as Karina removed the noose from around her neck.
We watched as they switched places. Roseline stood upon the trap and stuck her neck in the noose. Right away I could see it was giving her the shivers something fierce.
“Now I’ll hang you,” Karina declared. “You wanted to hang me, remember?”
She started to go for the lever. But she stopped just short of reaching it. Roseline stood there panting before she finally removed the coil from around her neck.
She smiled at all of us. Then she said, “Wouldn’t it be crazy if one of us hanged on this thing for real tonight?”
Karina was aghast. “Roseline, you’re crazy!”
“Yeah, but it really would be something, wouldn’t it?”
I looked at her incredulously as she stepped down off the platform. “Roseline, you’re not really thinking about…?”
“Why not, Carter? It’s not as though there’s anyone here to stop us. No one would ever have to know.”
“Not until one of us didn’t show up to class tomorrow morning,” I responded dryly.
She became indignant. “People don’t show up to class all the time. It seems there’s always an event or execution or something. It’s unusual if the university gets through a weekend without someone dying; am I right?”
“Are you serious?”
“Carter, I’m dead serious!” That made the others look at her funny before laughing half-heartedly at her pun.
“I suppose we could do it,” Karina added thoughtfully. “You got your deck of cards with you; right, Lucas?”
He patted his pocket with a smile. “Always keep ‘em right here, baby.” Then he grinned lewdly as he added, “We could always play strip poker. Loser gets to hang.”
Roseline rolled her eyes. “Oh, you guys would just LOVE that, especially since I’m not very good at poker. Why don’t we just draw for the joker? That would give us all an even chance. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in.”
Her boyfriend looked at her in surprise. “Are you serious? Would you really hang yourself if you drew the joker, Rosey?”
“Why not? Anybody else with me?”
“I suppose I can’t let you draw for the joker alone,” Karina muttered, sounding uncomfortable about the whole thing. “I guess I’m in too.”
Roseline grinned triumphantly. “Us girls are in. So how about it? Are you guys in too?”
I looked at her and shook my head. “You’d really hang if you lost?”
“Of course I would, Carter! Wouldn’t you?”
“I don’t know…”
Aiden sighed heavily. “I suppose I can’t say no, not if Rosey really wants to play. So I suppose I’m in.” Then he looked questioningly at Lucas before asking, “What about you?”
Lucas looked at Karina who nodded her head at him. Was she eager for him to play? Or was it simply that she didn’t want to be the only one risking her neck between them?
“Damn,” he sighed. “I guess that means I’m in as well.” Then he looked at me before asking, “What about you, Carter?”
I stood there for a long moment. “You know this doesn’t bode well for me, right? You guys are paired up. It’s only natural you’d want me to hang for you all.”
“Would you?” Roseline asked, her eyes dancing with delight.
“Hell no! I can’t help but wonder if one of you draws the joker, you’re going to ask me to hang in your place so you can keep your relationships intact.”
Roseline became indignant. “I would never do that!”
I wasn’t buying her innocent act for a second. “Hell, you’d be the first one to suggest I hang in anyone else’s place.”
“I would not!”
“No we wouldn’t,” Karina added. “We wouldn’t do that to you.”
“You’ve got a one in five chance to draw the card, Carter,” Roseline replied. “That leaves a four in five chance one of us is going to bite the big one tonight.”
“And that’s ok with you?”
“I said ‘I’m in’, didn’t I?” I just rolled my eyes, especially since I didn’t wholly trust her.
“If I d-draw the joker, I’ll hang,” Karina told me. Now she seemed nervous, especially since things were getting serious. Aiden and Lucas both said the same thing, nodding their heads.
I sighed heavily. “I can’t say this is the greatest idea we’ve ever come up with. I certainly hadn’t planned on coming in here and playing Russian roulette with a rope tonight. But if you’re all determined on drawing to see who gets hanged, I don’t see how I can decline, not if everyone else is going to play.”
Roseline beamed with joy as though excited someone was going to swing tonight. “That means we’re all in; agreed?”
Aiden looked her right in the eye. “Carter’s right, Rosey. Suppose you’re the one who draws the joker?”
For a moment she looked at him as though she hadn’t fully thought through the fact her existence could be coming to an end tonight on a draw of the cards. Then she appeared to shake it off. “I’m the one who suggested all this. So I’ll hang if I draw the joker. You guys can go back to the dorm and tell everyone this was the stupidest idea I’ve ever come up with. So let’s get to drawing before I chicken out; ok?”
“A stupid idea in a whole series of stupid ideas.”
“Shut up, Karina.”
Lucas reached in and pulled out his deck of cards. He really shuffled the hell out of them. I was afraid all the colors had been worn off by the time he stopped.
He hefted the shuffled deck up in an outstretched hand. “Ok, who’s first? Draw if you dare.”
“This was Roseline’s idea,” I replied. “I say she should draw. Ladies first, I always say.”
“That’s just when you want one of us to suck your cock!”
“Are you drawing or not?”
She hesitated a moment before reaching out. She tentatively pulled out a card out near the top of the deck. Then she turned it over.
Two of clubs. There was an audible sigh from the group. She smiled, but I could tell she was relieved. I got the distinct impression she and Aiden were going to fuck like rabbits once they returned to the dorm; that is, if they both survived this.
Lucas held out the deck toward Karina. She nervously reached out and picked out a card in the middle of the deck. Then she turned it over.
Nine of diamonds. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she laughed nervously.
I shook my head as I reached out next. This was not something I was looking forward to. But I decided I would go through with it if I drew the dreaded joker.
“Carter’s drawing after all,” Roseline remarked in surprise.
“He’s our buddy,” Aiden told his girlfriend. “If we’re in, he’s in.”
I pulled out a card and turned it over. My heart skipped a beat. But it was only the ten of hearts.
There was a whoosh of exhaled breaths. Lucas went next. He drew the ace of spades. Another whoosh of relief.
Aiden went last. He picked the six of clubs. We all exhaled after surviving round one.
Lucas turned and held out the deck toward Rosaline. “Are we still playing?”
In response, she reached out, pulled out a card and turned it over. She let out a squawk when it appeared. At first it looked like the joker. Instead, it was the jack of spades.
She laughed nervously. I couldn’t resist.
“Come close that time, did you?” The look she gave me indicated she was either worried or incredibly horny about the fact she might lose her life.
Karina’s hand was shaking as she reached out. She drew a card and turned it over. It was the four of hearts.
Another whoosh of exhaled breaths.
I shook my head as I drew a card while muttering, “This is insane.” Then I turned it over.
Queen of clubs.
Lucas paused a moment before he pulled one out. Then he turned it over. It was the three of clubs.
He hefted the deck in Aiden’s direction. He confidently drew a card and turned it right over. The joker stared up at all of us.
We all gasped in shock. He stared in utter disbelief. Then he looked at his girlfriend.
“Rosey, I… I don’t know if I… don’t you want me to back out?”
Her response surprised him. “But you drew the joker, Aiden! You’ve got to hang! You promised! We all did!”
I was more than a little shocked. What the hell? Did she think that little of him??
He couldn’t believe it either! “Are you serious? I thought you were my girlfriend!”
“I guess not anymore… not after tonight.”
She suddenly had this cruel smirk on her face. Then she turned and looked right at me as a lewd grin crossed her features. “Don’t worry about it,” she told him without even looking at him. “I’ve always kind of fancied Carter here anyway.
She turned back to face her boyfriend. “You’re going to go through with it; right, Aiden? You’re going to hang for us, right? You’re not going to back out, are you?”
“I, uh…” Then he looked at Lucas and I.
We didn’t know how to respond. What do you say to someone you’ve known and treasured as a friend for years, only to have something like this come up?
“He should be naked,” Karina piped up.
“Great idea!” Roseline agreed. Her boyfriend looked at her as though he couldn’t believe it.
He looked at Lucas who just shrugged his shoulders. Then he looked at me. I still didn’t know what to say.
Roseline became impatient. “C’mon, Aiden! You’ve got to! You said you would! Do it for me, ok?”
He looked at her and then over at me. For a moment I thought he was going to ask me to hang in his place. Then I thought he was going to just flat out decline.
We watched as he slowly began taking his clothes off. We could hear him muttering, “I can’t fucking believe this! My own girlfriend wants to see me hang!”
Roseline looked all around at us. “We need some rope to bind his hands behind his back. Karina, help me look around, ok?” The more she talked, the more I questioned her relationship with Aiden in the first place.
The girls looked around until Roseline found a length of rope. She offered it to her girlfriend. Karina shook her head, holding out her hands defensively as she told her, “Hunh – unh. He’s YOUR boyfriend. You ought to be the one to tie him up, noose him up, and then drop him. Isn’t that right, guys?”
She looked at Lucas and I for confirmation. Aiden didn’t say anything as he continued to undress. I said I wasn’t about to hang my friend. Lucas said the same thing.
“Fine,” Roseline replied. “Then I’ll do it. C’mon, baby! Let’s get this show on the road!”
Aidean had a pained look on his face as he finished undressing. His cock was incredibly erect. It must have humiliated him the way we all could see him like that.
Roseline acted more and more like she was really getting into it. She eagerly marched him up onto the platform. Then she made him stand on the trap over the painted circle on the wooden surface.
He was panting heavily as she eagerly tied his wrists behind his back. His cock stiffened even more. His face went beet red with embarrassment as we all stared at him.
I was having a hard time processing what I was witnessing. I could tell Lucas was struggling with it as well. Karina was focused on the stiff appendage protruding out of Aiden’s groin.
“Wow; would you look at that?! He’s getting all horny! Are you getting horny, Aiden?” He just winced as he lowered his head in shame.
“He’s not the only one,” Roseline declared breathlessly, tugging on his wrists to make sure they were tightly secured. “You have no idea how horny I am right now!” She was hanging her boyfriend… and she was all turned on by it??
She made him stand sideways so she could face him as she looped the noose around his neck. Then she tightened it up. “Gawd, Aiden! You have no idea what seeing you all noosed and naked is doing to me!”
He appeared to be trembling as he asked, “You’re not really g-going to hang me, are you, Rosey?”
“Of course I am! You agreed; we all did! Now we’ve got to carry it through!”
“Isn’t this f-far enough?”
At that moment I think Lucas and I would have been willing to call it an evening and let him off the hook. That’s when Roseline reached out and stroked his erection. “Damn; you’re hard! Relax, Aiden. I think you’re going to love it. At least your dick thinks so.” Then she turned and grinned lewdly at us as she added, “Right, guys? Isn’t this exciting?”
Lucas and I didn’t say anything. But my cock was getting shamefully hard in my pants. I thought Lucas was starting to develop a bulge as well, although it looked like he was trying to hide it.
“Oh, c’mon!” she protested. “We all agreed! Now I want to see him hang! Don’t you want to see him hang, Karina?”
She was breathing hard, her eyes wide. I don’t think she knew what she wanted. “You want to see him hang, RIGHT, Karina?”
“R-right, Rosey.” I think she’d felt forced to say that.
Aiden looked at his girlfriend in growing alarm. Clearly he was frightened. His dick hadn’t shrunk in the slightest. If anything, it was rock hard.
“R-Rosey? Are you really going to g-go through with this?”
She grinned as though becoming maniacal. “I sure am, lover. I’ll admit ’m going to miss this” and she tugged on his erection. “But I’m going to love watching you hang even more!”
She turned her back on him and walked over to the lever. I stood there in stunned silence, my breathing heavy and labored. My dick shamefully strained in my pants.
Karina and Lucas both looked breathless. Karina’s nipples were poking through her blouse. I thought I saw her hand move down and rub her boyfriend’s crotch and the erection that was aching to be released.
“You see, Aiden?” Roseline motioned grandly. “They all want to see you hang! I’m so fucking excited right now! I can’t believe I’m going to hang my boyfriend! Any last words before I pull the lever and send you into oblivion?”
Aiden looked like he was on the verge of breaking down. I thought I saw cum start to ooze out of his dick. That’s when he stammered, “R-Rosey?? D-Don’t!”
“Close enough,” she grinned. And with that, she pulled the lever.
The flopping open of the trap made us all jump a little. But Aiden didn’t fall very far. The rope snugged him up tight as he began kicking and pedaling.
His cock suddenly started spurting. It looked like he had an amazing load to discharge. That’s when Roseline went nuts.
“Oh fuck! That is so fucking hot! C’mon, Carter! Fuck me! I’m so fucking horny right now, I could just burst! I’m going to cum anyway!”
She came down off the platform right to me. She frantically unzipped my fly, pulling out my shamefully hard erection. Then she began sucking on me as poor Aiden kicked and swung back and forth.
I heard another fly unzip. Karina was absent-mindedly opening her boyfriend’s fly as well. She grabbed his dick and stroked it as Aiden danced a jig while his erection oozed and bounced like crazy.
Roseline dropped down on all fours and flipped her skirt up while she faced her dying boyfriend. I was not surprised to discover she was wearing no panties. It occurred to me she’d planned on fucking Aiden somewhere in the building before our unfortunate game.
He looked at me in horror as he kicked and suffered while his girlfriend tried to pull me down to her. It was as though I was betraying him while he was dying. But what else could I do? Roseline wanted me… and he was going to be dead anyway.
I dropped to my knees, my erection shamefully exposed. “In the ass,” Roseline gasped. “Don’t put it in my cunt yet. Let’s wait until after he’s dead. Then it will be official. I’ll be free to become your girlfriend!”
I pushed into her ass and was not surprised how easily I went in. Aiden continued to kick and suffer, his erection bouncing like crazy. But I could tell by the look on his face he was horrified I was fucking his girlfriend’s ass.
Karina had finally dropped to her knees. She was sucking her boyfriend’s dick. I thought she was trying to avoid eye contact with Aiden. But she kept glancing at his dangling form as though utterly fascinated… and then shamed to the point of looking away.
Aiden struggled for three… five… seven minutes. His cock suddenly spurted upward as he winced in agony. Roseline cried out in orgasm as she begged me to continue fucking her ass.
I ended up pumping a load deep inside her. Lucas came in Karina’s mouth a few seconds later. It was shamefully erotic.
Aiden kicked for another three or four minutes until he finally settled down. Roseline excitedly got up and rushed to his naked form. That’s when she eagerly sucked his cock.
She got a little cream out of the tip. Then she came back over to me. She had me lie down on my back as she sat on my dick, this time impaling her cunt.
“He’s just about gone! I can’t stand it anymore! Fuck my cunt, Carter!”
She rode me like crazy. All the while she kept gasping, “Fuck – fuck – fuck!” I was more than a little embarrassed the way she and I were so turned on at the hanging of her boyfriend Aiden.
He finally settled down and dangled quietly. His cock eventually softened until his bladder gave way. He pissed himself, splattering the floor below him. Roseline loved it.
I just went with it. She wanted to fuck, and the shame of the experience made me so horny that I needed a release. I noticed Lucas and Karin engaging in the same thing.
The orgy finally settled down after another thirty minutes or so. By then Lucas was quite dead. He dangled quietly, his naked body rotating in place.
Roseline said we all should just leave him there. She said someone would eventually find him. Then she suggested we all get dressed and leave while we still could.
I was still having a hard time processing it all. I think Lucas was as well. We were down one friend, while I had suddenly gained one bat-shit, crazy-assed girlfriend. I couldn’t decide whether that was good news or bad.
2021 (written Jul 9 ’21 by riwa. Inspired by the picture included below.)
The consequences of snooping 3
Part 3
She grunted indignantly as she found herself looking down at the pool floor. Then the wicked Hispanic woman reappeared underneath her, grinning with cruel amusement. This time Salma wrapped her legs around her, grinding against her crotch as though she was riding her upside down.
The woman reached out to grope the bound housekeeper’s breasts again. Emma writhed and moaned, her eyes rolling. Then she felt Salma start to hump against her crotch. Gawd; the bitch was getting off torturing her!
Emma squirmed weakly, her nub getting mashed against that of the wicked hotel guest. It set her to trembling like mad as she moaned and burbled. At the same time, she felt those gentle heaves of warning originate in her stomach, only to move up into her chest.
Indignation quickly melted away as panic settled in. She began to writhe and wriggle, her lungs informing her of her growing need to breathe again. She looked at Salma in alarm, shaking her head to indicate she was running out of breath. But the bitch simply grinned back at her as though this was the best part of the torture.
Emma’s cheeks began to bulge as the woman roughly groped her tits. With wicked cruelty, Salma brought her hands up and “popped” those cheeks with a clap, resulting in a loss of bubbles. Emma’s eyes flew open in horror when the bitch then pushed hard into her stomach, forcing the rest of the air out of her lungs…
GAWD; SHE’S TRYING TO DROWN ME!
It slammed into her with a vengeance, a monster of an orgasm that enveloped her as though encompassing her within a large, warm blanket. Emma’s eyes rolled as she weakly thrashed about. Her hands flexed as her back arched a little.
She moaned weakly, shuddering from the pleasure that enveloped her. But as it faded, it was replaced with an overwhelming urge to inhale.
Emma bubbled weakly, noticing the look of great pleasure in Salma’s features. The bitch had watched her orgasm underwater. Now she was going to watch her drown!
Emma shuddered again, mere seconds from opening her lungs up to the killing pool water. Then she was flipped over onto her back, her lungs sucking down the air her body so desperately needed. Emma coughed and sputtered, moaning weakly as Salma surfaced to look at her. The woman was clearly enjoying herself.
“Why you horny little tart! You can climax anywhere, can’t you… even underwater! That is so fucking hot to watch! Why I nearly had an orgasm myself!”
“Please!” the exhausted little Asian gasped. “No more! Just get me out, ok?”
“Not until I’ve had my fun, you little thief! Just consider this the consequences of snooping through a hotel guest’s possessions, remember?”
With a flip of the body board, Emma was rolled back over again. She let out a cry, her mind screaming, “GAWD, NO! I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS!” Then Salma was underwater with her.
This time the Hispanic woman floated up underneath her in a 69 position. Emma’s head was locked between the woman’s thighs. Instinctively she began mouthing and licking the bitch’s sexy bikini bottoms, sensing she had very little time. Besides, she was simply too tired to hold her breath for long.
She jerked in alarm when she felt Salma pull the bottom of her suit aside. Then she felt a mouth on her pussy. A couple of fingers thrust their way inside.
Her mind screamed… “GAWD; NO!” Then she was hit by a devastating climax.
Emma bucked and shuddered, her back arching as her feet cocked and curled. The tongue and fingers in her pussy were too much. She writhed about, the orgasm feeling as though it was never going to end.
She thought she heard a bubbly cry as the woman locked her head between her thighs and started humping her face hard. Gawd; the bitch was cumming! Worse, she was going to end up drowning her in the process!
Emma winced as the pleasure washing hotly through her body intensified. She tried to cry out, only to blow bubbles into the crotch of her sadistic torturer. Then she blacked out again…
–
When consciousness returned, Emma found herself floating at the surface. She was still strapped down to the body board. What’s more, she felt weak all over from breathlessness as well as a sexual numbness.
There was no immediate sign of the hotel guest whose room she’d violated. Emma looked all around with as much movement as the straps allowed. That’s when she caught sight of Salma sitting on the edge of the pool. She had a very satisfied look on her face.
“Well, you little thief. That was quite the performance. You’re quite the slut; did you know that?” Emma panted weakly, too tired to respond.
“I don’t know as I’ve ever enjoyed torturing someone as much as I’ve enjoyed torturing you,” the woman went on. “Watching you bubble and struggle like that? You really got my blood flowing, you sexy little bitch!”
She smiled wickedly at her. Emma felt another erotic jolt of tingles. Then Salma told her, “I’ll be leaving you now. I’ve got to be going first thing in the morning, and I need my sleep.”
Her eyes narrowed coldly at the Asian drifting around all strapped down to the body board. “I wouldn’t go snooping around in any more guest rooms if I were you.” Then she appeared to think it over.
“You know? I really think it doesn’t matter. I think a slut like you simply can’t help herself. You might wait what… a week or two before you go sneaking into your next room to snoop around? I’ll bet I’m right, aren’t I.”
Emma felt another jolt of alarm as Salma got back into the water and swam toward her. Surely this didn’t bode well. She had to do something fast.
“I won’t do it again; I promise. Just get me off this board, ok? I’ll never snoop around in another room again; I promise!”
“I don’t believe you, hun,” Salma said sadly while shaking her head. “I think it’s best if I take care of this right now, don’t you?”
She gripped the side of the body board, her eyes twinkling with murderous intent. “Consider this the ultimate consequences of snooping, you little thief.” Then she flipped the board right over.
Emma let out a cry of horror before she was submerged again. The petite little Asian grunted and burbled.
She looked all around in growing panic as a horrific jolt of erotic tingles hit her hard. There was no sign of the Hispanic woman. Had the bitch flipped her over and left her to drown??
Emma started to wriggle and squirm, struggling against the straps. She tugged and pulled, desperate to free her wrists so she could work her way out from underneath the board. But the straps remained steadfast. She could not wriggle free.
The seconds ticked by until she felt those warning heaves in her stomach. They soon migrated up into her chest, alerting her to her growing need for air. It seemed like she was really going to drown this time!
She caught sight of Salma swimming down along the floor of the pool beneath her. The woman turned on her back and looked up at her with a sadistic smile. Then to Emma’s horror, she reached inside her own bikini bottoms and started fingering herself…
Emma was horrified. Gawd; the bitch was going to make herself cum as she watched her drown!
She simply couldn’t believe it! Had her snooping finally led to her demise? What the hell was she thinking??
Emma received a tremendous dose of erotic tingles at the thought someone was going to get off watching her bubble her last. Her lungs began heaving more insistently. So she began bubbling and shaking her head, her eyes pleading for the woman to help her. In response, Salma fingered herself harder as she reclined on the bottom of the pool floor while looking up at her
GAWD; NO!
It hit her with a fury, a mammoth orgasm of devastating proportions. Emma’s eyes rolled as her body bucked and shuddered within the confines of the straps. Down below her, she thought she saw Salma bubbling from an orgasm of her own, the woman’s body writhing as she fingered herself like crazy…
GAWD – GAWD – GAWD! DON’T LET ME DROWN LIKE THIS, YOU BITCH! GET UP HERE AND HELP ME!
Emma experienced a very painful convulsion in her chest. Her lungs were on the verge of giving out. She shuddered hard before she passed out again, certain she would never reawaken…
–
Emma moaned softly as her eyes fluttered open. That’s when she heard a voice from somewhere in the pool room. She was able to turn her head enough to see the Hispanic woman drying herself off with a towel.
“Regain consciousness, did we?” Salma observed with a chuckle. “That last orgasm of yours must have been a monster. I came hard myself, you little slut. It was so very good.”
“Why… why am I still out here on this board?” Emma murmured weakly. “Please! Get me off this thing, ok?”
Salma shook her head. “No can do, you nosey little slut. This is what you get for snooping around in someone else’s room. So I’ve decided to leave you out there for someone else to find.”
Her words triggered yet another erotic jolt. “You CAN’T!” Emma blurted out in horror. “You just can’t LEAVE me like this?!”
“Oh, can’t I?” Salma asked curiously. “Would you rather the two of us go have a visit with your manager?”
Emma blinked in shock. Then she shook her head. Was she really stuck with this one?
What the hell was she thinking: going into the room of some hotel guest? Now she was really fucked!
“I didn’t think so,” Salma said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “Besides, I’m sure someone will come down and set you free… the night clerk perhaps?”
Emma’s heart was racing, her body tingling like crazy. “You… you can’t just do this to me! You can’t leave me like this?! What if… what if roll over?! What if I drown?”
“Then lie still and don’t roll over,” Salma replied as though she didn’t care either way. “It’s no longer my concern. You’re the one I caught red-handed snooping around in my room. Get out of it yourself, or wait for someone to come in and release you.”
“You can’t do this to me!”
“You did it to yourself, hun. Now don’t start wriggling around, ok? Otherwise you might end up upside down, bubbling your life away because you flipped yourself over like some stupid slut.”
Salma paused as she considered the possibilities. “Now that’s a rather delicious image, don’t you think? You flipping yourself over and drowning yourself?” She licked her lips, her eyes flashing.
“Get me out of here; please?? I’ll come to your room; I’ll be your slave! I’ll do anything you want! I’ll give you orgasms; you can tie me up… ANYTHING!”
“Oh, I’ve already had my fun,” Salma told her. “Now it’s bedtime for me. Personally, I’d like to stick around and find out what happens to you once the night clerk comes in and finds you in the pool. But I’m afraid I just don’t have the time.”
She waved a hand dismissively as she headed for the door. “See you around, you little hotel snoop… unless you’re stupid enough to drown yourself on that board.”
“NO – WAIT; DON’T GO!” Then she was gone, leaving Emma all alone in the pool, floating on her back strapped down to the body board.
“COME BACK, YOU BITCH! COME BACK! YOU FUCKING BITCH!” But the woman appeared to be out of earshot… either that or she simply didn’t care.
Emma felt another massive jolt of erotic tingles as she began to hyperventilate. Now she was really fucked! If the night clerk came in, who knows what he might do to her!
He might toy with her and then drown her. Or he might simply report her to her manager. She could end up fired… or much, much worse.
Instinctively, Emma started thrashing around against the straps that bound her to the board. She had to work one free. If she got an arm loose, perhaps she might be able to extricate herself. If not, she might find herself floating there all night long… or until someone came in and found her… or worse!
Emma began struggling with the straps, jerking hard with her arms. The body board began rolling from side to side, causing her to gasp in alarm. But she could feel the strap loosening. If only she could… SHIT!
The frightened housekeeper let out a cry as the board suddenly capsized on her, flipping her upside down. A moment later she found herself staring down at the pool floor, grunting and bubbling. Now she was really screwed!
She figured she only had about a minute or two of holding her breath while trying to get loose before her lungs gave out. Emma struggled like made, desperately fighting to pull free of the straps.
When that didn’t work, she tried rocking the body board side to side. But now all of her weight was underneath. It made it that much harder to roll herself back up to the surface. She’d REALLY fucked herself up good this time!
Emma thrashed about like crazy as it swelled inside her. Being in peril was an orgasmic addiction. This was no different. But if she climaxed again, she might be too weak to struggle against the straps, drowning herself for sure!
She anxiously jerked on the straps, grunting and bubbling. Her mind screamed for Salma to come back and free her. That’s when she felt those warning heaves settle in her chest. Time was running out.
She thrashed about, grunting and bubbling like crazy. The convulsions in her chest increased as she fought to wriggle free. This time it looked like she’d really gotten herself into it. That’s when she felt it swell within her…
GAWD, NO – HERE IT COMES!
Emma fought one last time, her body violently wriggling around. Then her lungs convulsed painfully. That’s when it slammed into her like a tsunami.
Emma shuddered hard, her eyes rolling as her hands flexed while her feet cocked and curled. This one went on and on, like wave after wave crashing against the shore. Then her lungs gave out.
She gurgled as she sucked water down her windpipe. Emma’s eyes instantly flew open in horror. That’s when her body began jerking and thrashing about.
Her orgasm intensified as her lungs heaved, pulling mouthful after mouthful of pool water down into her lungs. She jerked and gurgled as bubbles billowed out past her lips. She felt a chaotic mixture of pleasure and pain, as it felt like water was violating every fiber of her being.
She grunted and gurgled as her struggles lessened. She stared down at the pool floor in shock as her body gave up the fight and simply relaxed. Strangely, there was a feeling of indescribable pain mixed with unbelievable pleasure.
She tried to blink; tried to scream. But her muscles refused to function. Then her vision started to fade as her senses began to fail her.
The last thing she thought of was Salma’s remark about the consequences of snooping. If only she hadn’t gotten nosey and had gone into that room to snoop around. Then she faded away, hanging limp and lifeless under the body board, her lifeless eyes staring downward.
—–
She was found a couple hours later by the night clerk as he made his rounds…
2012; 2022 (written May 4 ’12; ed. Jan 8 ‘22 by riwa)
Posted in Emma Stories, Underwater Stories
Tagged bondage, drowning, masturb, nudity
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Donna’s shore leave 4
Donna’s body spasmed weakly, her head giving little twitches and jerks as she fought to regain consciousness. Then her vision began to return in a dizzying rush.
She lifted a hand to her head in an attempt to clear her mind. When she could see again, she discovered she was sitting on the ground, propped up with her back against a tree. A grinning Leiani was squatting in front of her, eyes sparkling mischievously.
“Gawd, baby; that was great fun! When you came, I came right along with you! But now I think it’s your turn to strangle me, ok? You’re the one having all the fun. I want some too!”
Donna was still feeling little orgasmic aftershocks. For a moment she felt an overwhelming urge to give in. It would be wonderful to forget about the Enterprise while spending the rest of her shore leave with her beloved Leiani.
The young woman’s presence on the planet defied all logic. But wouldn’t it be better just to accept it… make the best of a crazy situation? After all, who knew when they might see each other again?
Her worry for her shipmate quickly returned. Donna groggily got to her feet. She soon became determined to find the missing yeoman.
Leiani’s gleeful expression faded as she saw the seriousness return to her former lover’s features. “Awww, c’mon, baby! You’re still not worried about Janice, are you? I’m sure she’s all right!”
The look in Donna’s eyes said it all. No more playtime. Her shoulders sagged unhappily. “Awwww… we could’ve had such great fun, baby! You’re such a spoilsport; you know that?”
“Damnit, Leiani; what’s the MATTER with you? Don’t you understand? Those two creatures are still out there… and Janice is still missing! We’ve got to find her!”
Gawd! Why the hell wasn’t Leiani acting more serious about all this??
“I guess you’re right, baby” the oriental said, bowing her head and appearing properly chastised. Then she got an impish grin she couldn’t prevent from blossoming all over her face.
“Hey, baby; I’ve got a great idea! Once we find Janice, why don’t we hang her ourselves? We don’t need the ‘twins’ to do our dirty work for us! Gawd – wouldn’t that be hot, baby? You can strip her down and I’ll string her up; how about it? You can even lick her sweet pussy just before we push her off into space! Whadaya say?”
“LEIANI??”
Donna was horrified her former friend and lover would even think such a thing! But a moment later she felt a quiver of arousal over the terribly erotic images the young woman was painting with her words. They were images that were once more causing wetness problems down below.
Damn! She needed a change of undergarments more than ever.
“Leiani??” she gasped in horror. “We can’t do that!”
“Awww, c’mon!” the Asian woman whined. “I wanna have some fun!”
“You’re killing me here!” Donna sputtered in frustration. “Look. We’re going to go find Janice. Then we’re going to get the hell out of these woods, ok? That’s all there is to it! And no, we’re not going to hang Janice once we track her down; you got that?? Damnit, baby; this is no time for fun and games!”
Leiani put up a protest. “No time for fun and games?? Isn’t that why you brought me here in the first place?”
“Brought you here?” Donna repeated in confusion. “I didn’t bring you here! Hell I didn’t even know you WERE here! I was just going for a swim when I heard Janice up in that clearing. And speaking of Janice…”
“I know – I know,” Leiani sighed, rolling her eyes in frustration. “You wanna make sure she’s all right. Believe me, baby; she’s fine.”
“How do YOU know?” Donna demanded, hands on her hips as she eyed the young woman suspiciously. Leiani just gave her a grin of amusement.
‘Gawd – she can be so INFURIATING at times!’ the yeoman thought wearily. But then again, her former lover was so damned sexy whenever she was being playful! Gawd; how she missed that… that and all their breath-play games!
“Stick with me this time; ok?” Donna instructed. “We’re gonna find Janice. Then we’re gonna get the hell out of these woods; all right?”
“But where will we play if we can’t hide in the woods?”
“Gawd, baby; you can be so annoying!” Donna gasped in exasperation. “Now let’s go back to that ‘hanging tree’ in that clearing back there. We’ll start our search from there; ok? That’s where you and I saw her last; right? Maybe we can pick up her trail from there.”
“Anything you say, baby,” the Asian sighed with disappointment. “Although I STILL think it would be hot if the two of us found her and hung her ourselves, especially if we hung her naked. Couldn’t you at least give it a little thought, baby? If you don’t wanna hang her, I’ll be more’n happy to do it for you. That way you can watch and enjoy yourself while she dances for you.” The oriental woman giggled as her eyes twinkled mischievously.
“I give up!” Donna gasped in exasperation as she threw up her hands in disgust. “Leiani, you’re HOPELESS!”
Her undergarments were thoroughly soaked from a constant barrage of arousing thoughts and images. Donna was so damned close to taking them off altogether.
She just couldn’t get her former lover to stop talking. It kept putting deliciously evil thoughts in her head. She figured at this rate she was going to continue dripping from a never-ending arousal, one that would shamefully end up slithering sensuous tendrils running unhindered down her legs. Gawd – she was a mess down below!
Donna turned in exasperation before heading down the slope through the trees. She was going back in the general direction of the path she’d been taking earlier. When she glanced back, at least she saw a disappointed Leiani following her.
She carefully picked her way downward through the trees and shrubs. Donna shook her head, muttering to herself. This was a crazy planet she was spending her precious shore leave on, with wood nymphs and hangings and a former lover who didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of the situation they were in.
She was so distracted, so utterly frustrated, that she never even saw it. She heard a loud SNAP. By then it was too late… “AAUUGGHH!”
Donna cried out in surprise as something grabbed her ankle. She was pulled up into the air, her other leg bending at the knee. She flipped over and came to a bouncy halt, hanging upside down as her body swung back and forth like a pendulum.
Her tricorder and communicator tumbled out of their pouches from the belt around her waist. The skirt to her Starfleet issue outfit flopped over her waist, shamelessly exposing her soaked undergarments.
Looking up, she caught sight of the vine that encircled her ankle. It stretched up to the limb of the guilty sapling hanging directly above her.
DAMN! She’d stepped into some stupid snare!
Donna heard giggling. That figured! She now had a good idea who the guilty party was.
“Did YOU do this?” she snapped in exasperation, giving her former friend and lover the evil eye as Leiani walked up to her.
Her eyes flashed angrily as the oriental woman giggled uncontrollably. “Gawd no, baby. But I sure wish I’d have thought of it.”
Her lover lost it, erupting into uproarious laughter. “It’s NOT FUNNY, Leiani!” Donna protested as she glared at her.
The Asian woman doubled over, laughing hysterically… “OH HAWHAWHAWHAW… OH, YES IT IS, BABY! YOU SURE STEPPED IN IT THAT TIME! OH HOHOHOHOHO!”
Donna’s face flushed red with embarrassment. “Very FUNNY, Leiani!” she retorted, her eyes rolling with disgust.
She squirmed around uncomfortably as she twisted and turned while swaying back and forth. She could feel the blood rushing to her head. “You wanna get me down from here?”
Leiani’s laughter died off. She wiped the tears out of her eyes from the pure hilarity of the situation. Then she looked at her former lover as though noticing an opportunity that had just presented itself.
She suddenly licked her lips. Donna saw the woman’s eyes flash menacingly. ‘Oh, gawd; she isn’t thinking about doing that again, is she??’
The yeoman started trembling as she tried to take command of the situation. “Get me DOWN from here!” she ordered. But the look on Leiani’s face told her the young woman wasn’t taking any orders at the moment.
“Leiani? No; you wouldn’t!” But Leiani’s face had taken on a look of wicked glee.
Her former lover approached her, hands automatically coming upward in preparation for their breathless mischief-making as fingers flexed menacingly. Donna inhaled sharply as a jolt of fearful excitement raced through her body. Sexual excitement lodged in that familiar location between her thighs, setting her to trembling like mad again.
“Baby, wait! Please don’t do this! There isn’t time!”
“I can’t help myself, baby,” Leiani replied with a naughty giggle.
“Yes, you can!” Donna cried out desperately. Then she really fought against the snare she dangled from, wriggling and squirming while thinking, ‘Not now… GAWD, not NOW?!’
“But it’s just sticking out there, baby… begging me to squeeze it!”
“Leiani?? Don’t you DARE!”
“I’m sorry, baby, but this is just too good to pass up.”
“NOOOO!”
Leiani eagerly reached out toward her neck again. “Gawd, baby; this is perfect!” she breathed excitedly, her fingers reaching out and tracing paths along Donna’s Venus rings.
The yeoman trembled as her breath caught in her throat. She tried to protest, but the words wouldn’t come.
She attempted to fight off the delicious sensations as Leiani’s fingers seductively traced little paths of fire across her skin. Once more she found herself involuntarily tipping her head back. She could not seem to resist exposing her neck to her lover’s touch.
Her mind screamed at her, telling her not to give in to the erotic feelings that were being generated. They just didn’t have the TIME for this! But her body betrayed her yet again.
A moan slipped out past her lips as her lover gently caressed her quivering throat. Leiani giggled as she gently wrapped her fingers around Donna’s slender neck. Then she placed her thumbs in line with where the rings ran parallel around her throat.
“You loved this; don’t you, baby?” she cooed seductively. “I know you do. So just relax and enjoy yourself; ok? We ALWAYS have time for you, my love.”
Donna began to gawk and gurgle. She started squirming with that uncontrollable desire to be left breathless again as flames of desire licked at her crotch. Then she remembered Janice and their need to find her.
She tried her best to fight off her cravings. Her hands instinctively came up to Leiani’s wrists in an attempt to pry them off. She even brought her head up in an attempt to deny easy access to her neck. But her lover wasn’t buying it, not for one second…
“Oh, NO you don’t!” Leiani giggled. “Don’t try to resist me now, baby. I know you want this. You know you want it too.”
Thumbs gently applied even more pressure. Donna rasped, “Stop……. no…… Janice……. GLURK!” But Leiani’s talented hands, especially those devilish thumbs of hers, were once more sending jolts of electrified pleasure from her neck to her pussy.
Donna squirmed in one last half-hearted attempt to struggle free. But it was useless, and she knew it.
A moment later she gave up in resignation. Her hands fell away as her worries over poor Janice were squeezed out of her by that delicious pressure around her throat. She just couldn’t stop herself from tipping her head back once more, exposing her neck as an offering to her lover.
Her thoughts were swirling, thoughts she could not control… thoughts that came as a result of many previous breath-play sessions in the past… “Go ahead, baby… you know I can’t resist you… throttle the life out of me, baby… leave me breathless…”
Leiani just giggled at her, knowing her all too well. She squeezed a little harder.
…and then Donna saw them coming toward them, stealthily approaching her sadistic lover from behind…
Leiani was oblivious to everything around her save her beautiful lover and the neck she was enjoying squeezing so very much. “Here it comes, baby!” she whispered with sadistic glee. A moment later she pressed her thumbs in firmly.
Donna’s mouth flew open as her eyes opened wide in alarm. She tried to warn her lover. But nothing came out of her mouth other than a raspy gurgle.
Her hands flew up again, grabbing onto Leiani’s wrists once more. She began squirming like mad in a frantic effort to pull them away so she could get her breath back and warn her. NOOOO! BABY, LOOK OUT……. BEHIND YOU……….
“You gonna fight me on this one?” Leiani gasped with delight. “Ooooh, yeah! Gawd, baby; I love it when you struggle! Fight me, baby!”
Donna could not get the words in her head to spill out past her lips… STOP IT, DAMN YOU! LOOK OUT; THEY’RE RIGHT BEHIND YOU! I’M NOT FIGHTING – I’M TRYING TO WARN…
“URK!”
Donna bucked and struggled, her body jerking around in the snare that clung to her ankle. Her eyes felt like they were starting to bug out from their sockets. Her tongue slowly wormed its way out past her parted lips as flashing red lights appeared in her field of vision.
Her chest heaved as her lungs screamed for another breath. Leiani just giggled at her with a “Yeah, baby; give it up for me!” She remained totally oblivious to the danger behind her.
“Cum for me, baby!” the oriental woman demanded. “Gimme one more, baby. Then maybe we’ll go after Janice – AWK!”
Donna shuddered hard from another devastating orgasm. Her vision dimmed as her body spasmed in the snare. A moment later she swung freely, her neck no longer in the grasp of her beloved Leiani.
She gasped madly for breath as her vision struggled to return. That’s when she caught sight of Leiani being dragged backward by one of the “twins” as the oriental woman had once referred to them by.
She saw her being pulled backward by an arm around her neck, an arm that was choking her. The young woman’s eyes were open wide in astonishment. Her hands reached out toward her in a “Help me, Donna – something’s got me!” gesture as she gasped and gurgled for breath.
NOOOOO! LET HER GOOOOOO!
Donna coughed and gurgled as her airway opened back up, her body still tingling from those damned aftershocks. She gasped as she instinctively reached out for her Leiani who was now much too far away. But as the one wood nymph dragged off her former friend and lover, the other one looked at her and started approaching her curiously.
Oh gawd…
2008; 2021 (written for Donna May 9 ’08; ed. Nov 2 ’21 by riwa)
Shelly in Cancun 4
Andria’s laughter rings in my ears. I can feel the anger rise within me. “DAMN YOU, ANDRIA – YOU NEARLY SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!”
“No, I just ATE the shit out of you, ‘Shel’! Feel better now, babe? You feeling not so horny now?”
“No. Now I feel like dispensing some revenge!”
“Oh, SHIT!” she gasps. A moment later she inhales sharply. Then she jack-knifes back down, her ass briefly caressing the surface of the water.
I inhale deeply as I go after her. She heads downward toward the reef. This time she’s not going to be able to hide from me like last time. Besides, the bubbles marking her trail as she descends make it easy to follow her down.
Chapter 4 – The Wreck
She turns and sees me hot on her tail. It sets her to finning even harder, suspecting I’m going to be none too gentle when I catch up to her. It’s amazing how fast she moves underwater with those dive fins on her feet.
She leads me on a merry chase along the side of the reef. Formations stick out in an attempt to snag us as we fin by, the structures towering off to our right. But we swerve away and then back toward them, careful not to get to close and cut ourselves.
I suspect she’s looking for another place to hide. But this time I’m not losing sight of her.
I see a burst of air in front of me. Andria abruptly shoots up to the surface, obviously in need of another breath of air. I inwardly curse my inability to catch up to her in time to intercept her.
I shoot up after her, desperately trying to close the distance. I’m still a bit weak from my orgasm. I pop up a few feet away from her, gasping for breath as I tread water.
I menacingly gasp, “You can run… but you can’t hide.”
“OHMYGAWD, ‘SHEL’!” she blurts out, pointing behind me. “LOOK HOW FAR AWAY WE ARE FROM THE BOAT!”
I turn to look, noticing we’ve put some distance between us and Jake. Then I hear her inhale behind me. There’s a splash, and I turn just in time to see those damn fins of her disappear under the surface.
Shit! The bitch distracted me. Now she’s REALLY gonna get it!
I inhale sharply and dive right after her. To my dismay she heads further away from the boat. Andria angles down toward the sandy bottom near the edge of the reef.
Maybe she’s afraid I’ll cut her off before she can circle back. Obviously she doesn’t want me to catch her. I find myself hoping we won’t be too tired to keep ourselves afloat after exerting all this energy.
I fin down after her, keeping a close eye on her so she can’t dart into some crevasse in the reef. I don’t want her hiding in there. Otherwise she might try to pounce on me as I fin by while looking for her.
She’s close to the bottom near the reef when she suddenly stops and turns toward me. Her arms are outstretched as though trying to push me away. Her head shakes back and forth.
I grin as I zero in on her, finning even harder to catch her. That’s when she realizes her mistake. Surrendering will not stop me from inflicting my own brand of punishment.
Gurgling in alarm, she turns to flee. But I’m moving much too fast. She doesn’t get more than a few yards before I snag her fin and pull her toward me.
Andria burbles in alarm as I reel her in. I roll her over and force her legs apart so I can move in between them. She shakes her head “NOOO!”, but she’s not struggling enough to stop me. I suspect she wants it more than she wants to let on.
I move in, pulling her thong aside and burying my face in her snatch. Her hands try to push my head away. I simply reach around her thighs, grab her wrists and pull them down to her sides out of the way, effectively immobilizing her and leaving her helpless.
I can hold onto something or someone when I’ve a mind to. Andria should know that. She burbles and squirms in my grasp, but it’s much too late.
I bury my tongue in her wet pussy. She gurgles and moans, weakly trying to wriggle out of my grasp. I hear her grunt, causing my eyes to roam up her body enough to see her chest start to spasm.
It fuels my cruelty as I tongue her pussy even harder. I lick her for all I’m worth, hungrily sucking her juices into my mouth. Who cares if her lungs are on fire! She’s got this coming.
Andria shakes her head, squirming and wriggling in an effort to get free. I can tell she wants to surface. It makes me purse my lips together and blow bubbles into her pussy.
She shudders with a bubbly cry as I plunge my tongue back into her hole. A moment later she can’t hold it back. Her thighs instinctively tighten around me, locking my head in place.
Her back arches as she screams her air away. I cruelly tongue her for all I’m worth. Her body bucks and squirms in an effort to be released.
My own pussy’s wet from what I’m doing to her. But I know she doesn’t have enough air within her to stay down long enough to make me cum. She barely has enough left within her as it is!
Andria suddenly goes limp. Instead of letting her go, I hang on and keep tonguing her. She grunts as she weakly squirms, shaking her head as her eyes plead with me to let her go.
I look at her through my dive mask, my eyes twinkling evilly. I shake my head “NO”, my hands grasped firmly onto her wrists. She frantically squirms and wriggles.
I begin to slowly fin us upward, using her as a rudder. If I’m going to push her to the brink, I’d better have the two of us close to the surface when she goes off. A moment later I bury my tongue in her hole again, using it to fuck her for all I’m worth.
Andria hitches, arching her back as her body violently shudders. A small flurry of bubbles spew out of her mouth. That tells me she has virtually no air left inside her.
I continue to tongue her as I fin us upward with greater urgency. Air fizzes out through my dive mask. Then I release her as I shove her upward.
Her body instinctively fins her the remaining few feet. Her head bursts up out of the water. I hear a loud gasp for breath as I right surface next to her.
I inhale deeply, not realizing until that very moment how out of breath I was. I move next to her and help support her. She coughs and sputters, struggling to get her breath back until she can tread water on her own.
“Damn you, ‘Shel’! You nearly….. DROWNED my ass down there! I thought we were… supposed to drown… YOUR ass!”
She pauses for a moment. Then she shamefully lowers her head as she confesses, “Felt damn good though.”
“That’ll teach you for scaring the shit out of me. You deserved everything you got.”
I notice something on the bottom of the ocean that gets my attention. Andria doesn’t see it as she vows revenge. “I’m gonna GET you for that, ‘Shel’ – Hey; Jake’s coming.”
She points over my shoulder. I hear the sound of the motor behind me. But my eyes are riveted on something large lying on the seabed.
I grab her shoulder as I point down. “Hey, Andria? What’s that?”
“What’s what?”
She turns to look as I point downward. It looks like the wreckage of some sort of boat, just beyond the reef we were playing around. It wasn’t visible until we swam to where we’re now treading water.
It’s much too big to be a pleasure craft. But it’s too small to be one of those large freighters. That’s when I hear the motor cut out from the boat that’s coming up on us…
“HEY, YOU TWO! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING SO FAR FROM THE BOAT?”
I turn to see the sailboat’s not much more than a few yards away as it slowly drifts on by. Jake must’ve pulled up anchor and motored toward us when he saw us out this far. It embarrasses me we got so far away from him. At least he was paying attention.
“She CHASED me, honey!” I hear Andria’s half-hearted protest from somewhere behind me. So I turn to look at her.
I can tell she’s not angry. Instead there’s a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Her energy is starting to return from the discovery we’ve just made.
“Guess what, Jake? We just found a shipwreck! It’s right down there!”
Andria points down into the water. Jake smiles back at her. “That’s great, babe!” he calls back, standing on the bow as he leans over the rail. “I can see it from here! Want me to drop anchor so you two can go exploring?”
“That’d be great!”
Andria turns toward me, treading water much more confidently now. “Let’s go aboard for a couple of minutes; ok, ‘Shel’? I could use a little snack and something to drink. I’m almost out of energy. And besides,” she says, grinning at me, “You kinda took it out of me. Don’t you think I need to get my ‘fluids’ back?”
I smile back at her, nodding approvingly. I’m just as excited over our find. Her eyes twinkle mischievously. Then she hollers back at Jake, telling him we’re coming aboard for a few minutes.
—–
It doesn’t take long until we’re back in the water after a lite meal, finning downward toward the wreck. Somehow we must have missed it when we first pulled up to the reef. It was only when I chased Andria over here that we rounded a section of the coral enough to have it come into view.
I’m not sure if the captain was trying to beach it on top of the reef in the hopes of keeping it afloat or what. But apparently they didn’t make it. It lies a couple hundred yards away from the many colorful coral formations.
We fin our way down and make a pass over the top of it. It’s about 50 or 60 feet long, with what looks like a pilot house near the bow. There’s a flat section in the middle that makes me wonder if there are a couple of cargo holds below us waiting to be explored.
Near the stern is another small structure. I can only wonder if it houses the engine room. The wreck lies in the sand at an angle to port, the bow pointing toward the reef as though it was desperate to ground itself upon it.
We both fin ourselves back up to refill our lungs, gasping quietly. There’s a certain reverence to the vessel down below that makes talking feel, well… disrespectful somehow. Neither one of us knows if anyone sank with it and died. Nor are we eager to find any skeletons lying around.
It looks like it’s been here for a while, several months at least. I’m hopeful we won’t come across anything disturbing. We quietly discuss the idea of swimming all the way around it, wondering if we can make it on one breath.
Deciding to take a stab at it, we fill our lungs and head down. Andria and I are eager to take a look at it from the sea floor. We arrive at the bow and slowly fin our way along the starboard side.
It’s not nearly as large as I first thought, maybe a couple of stories high at the most. But it’s still a wreck underwater, still something worth exploring. There are a couple of portholes higher up that appear to indicate the presence of a couple of cargo holds.
Peering in doesn’t reveal too much. So we swim on toward the stern. The props are imbedded in the sand; there’s not much to see there either.
We cross over and head back along the port side. That’s where we see two large cracks in the side. They zigzag toward the bottom and disappear into the silt, telling us why the ship probably went down.
We find a few more portholes, as though there might be cabins or a passageway running along this side of the vessel. Both of us swim on without peering inside. We’re starting to run low on air.
We fin toward the bow on the port side. My lungs tell me it’ll be time to head back up soon. I find myself wondering if there might be a couple of flashlights on board the sailboat for us to use.
Jake didn’t produce any before we stepped off into the water. It makes me wonder if he forgot to look. Maybe there aren’t any on board.
I’m beginning to suspect there are no lights to use stored away on the sailboat. So we’re going to have to be careful if we do a little exploring. I figure we’ll just use the sunlight streaming down into the water.
We reach the bow and begin our ascent. Both of us are proud we made it all the way around on one breath. Then Andria pauses to point off toward the general direction of where we were before we came over to the wreck.
I look up toward the surface in the direction she’s pointing. That’s when I see it, barely peeking out around the edge of the reef. It’s a small cabin cruiser.
It looks like some sort of pleasure craft resting up at the surface. We’re probably going to have company for a while. That means we won’t have the reef all to ourselves anymore. Perhaps they’ll come over to dive the wreck we found.
I nod at her in acknowledgement as I point at it… “Yes, I see it too.” It must have arrived a few minutes ago. Maybe it got here while we were heading down for our first dive on the wreck.
Andria shakes her head as bubbles fizz out of her dive mask. She takes my arm and points it underwater as if to say, “No; look over there!” I see a couple of objects coming toward us, shafts of bubbles drifting up from what looks like scuba gear.
I was right. They see our wreck. Maybe they already knew it was here.
I nod at Andria, acknowledging that I see them. Empty lungs send us upward. We fin up to the surface and come up for air a short distance from the sailboat.
We gasp for breath as we tread water. “Damn!” Andria says, the disappointment obvious in her features. Her shoulders are slumped in defeat, her enthusiasm gone as she wines, “Looks like we’ve got company.”
I look down into the water at the wreck. Who are our new guests? I hesitantly ask, “I don’t suppose we could, uh… share, could we?”
Maybe it won’t be so bad. The sunken vessel looks big enough. I suppose the four of us can dive the wreck without getting in each other’s way.
I look over at the new craft. It’s barely visible from around the edge of the reef. It looks like it might be close to that buoy we were anchored near earlier, a nice looking cabin cruiser.
I can see the dive flag up on the stern of the craft. Two divers are headed our way. Is anyone else on board?
“Hey!” Andria offers cheerfully. “If those are guys down there, maybe we can, uh…” She trails off when she sees my stern look, my head shaking “No.”
“You’re probably right,” she says quietly. “I shouldn’t do that to Jake. But you’re certainly free to go down and take a crack at it, ‘Shel’! You could go down and get to know…”
“I’m not going down without you! We came together and I’d like us to stay together. Maybe we should wait until they leave.”
“What if they don’t leave right away?” Andria asks, disappointment in her voice. “What if they hang around all day?”
“Then we’ll just go back over to the reef. We can always do something else, right? The reef is still pretty amazing to look at, even from over here. I’m really enjoying being out here, Andria. I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised if more people come to this particular spot and want to dive the…”
“Shelly; look.” Then she points down into the water. “They’re right over the bow.”
“I know; I see ’em.”
I sigh, glancing down and spotting them hovering just above the bow of the sunken vessel. A solitary exploration of the wreck was probably too much to hope for. Then I glance over at our boat.
“There probably aren’t any flashlights on board anyway. I doubt we could have gone too deep inside without it being pitch-”
Andria cries out as she grabs my arm. “Shelly; look! I think they’re chicks!”
There’s excitement in her voice again. It’s an excitement that wasn’t there a moment ago. She was probably feeling like I was, that our exploration of the wreck would have to wait.
“Look, ‘Shel’; are they waving at us?? Do you think they want us to come back down??”
“Do they?”
I stick my face into the water and look down. The two of them look to be wearing bikinis. And they certainly look like they’re waving at us. Are they motioning for us to come down and join them??
“Who are they?” I wonder aloud after lifting my head back up.
Andria’s expression is hopeful. “What does it matter, ‘Shel’? They’ve got air! Let’s go down and have a look, ok? What’s the worst that could happen?”
Her excitement has returned. It’s getting the best of her like it always does. She’s so optimistic.
I peer down at them again. They seem harmless enough. And they do seem to be waving us down. Still…
Andria quickly becomes impatient as she waves at me. “You coming, ‘Shel’? C’mon, girlfriend; let’s go get acquainted!”
“Ok – ok, I’m coming!”
I fill my lungs, figuring why the hell not? It might be fun after all. Besides, you never know until you try.
Together the two of us jack-knife downward. We fin our way toward the two female scuba divers. They hover just above the bow of the wreck as though waiting for us.
2007; 2020 (written Jul 7 ’07; ed. Aug 4 ’20 by riwa)
The processing plant on New Year’s Eve
It was late on New Year’s Eve. Aneeqa had brought me in after work and was showing me all around the slaughterhouse. She was quite proud of the place.
There was a certain excitement in the way she described things to me. She was particularly excited about the mincer. It seemed to give her shivers as she explained how it worked and what it did to an animal carcass.
She described their method of halal slaughter. They slit the throats of certain animals in a special way. It helped them bleed out faster before removing the head.
She led me into the slaughtering room where she told me all about what went on in there. I got the impression she was a little turned on by the place. In fact, I got the distinct impression she wanted to fuck me right there from all the excitement of showing me everything about her place of employment.
The slaughter room intrigued me most of all. She spent some time describing how the animals jerked around while hanging from the hooks after their throats were slit. Strangely, I got this mental image of her naked body jerking around after having her own throat slit.
“Anything else you want to see?” she asked suggestively.
“You like this room, don’t you.”
“Oh yes!” she gasped. “It’s kind of sexy the way the animals jerk around after their throats are slit. In fact I have this fantasy of…”
She paused breathlessly. I could tell she was getting all worked up. “What?” I asked curiously.
She pointed at a hook hanging from the ceiling, bearing the number 12. “That one,” she breathed rapturously. “Sometimes I dream I’m hanging from that one.”
“Really? That’s something I’d like to see!”
She gave me this look as though I’d come up with a fabulous idea. Without a word, she started to strip. In less than two minutes I was treated to an incredible view of her sexy, naked body.
Her full breasts sagged a little, her nipples quite erect. She must have been incredibly turned on. Her modestly hairy pussy was glistening as though she was wet through, all turned on about something. Maybe it was the idea of the two of us fucking in here.
“Here,” she said as she went over to a cupboard.
She got some rope and a zip-tie before handing them to me. “You can tie me up and slaughter me right here!”
I figured she was kidding me about the slaughtering part. I assumed she only wanted to experience what it felt like to be trussed up like one of her animals. Was this the first chance she’d ever gotten at living out her fantasy?
I dutifully secured her wrists behind her back with the zip-tie. Then I tied one end of the rope to her ankles while securing the other to hook #12. When I was done, I simply pulled her up until she was hanging upside down at about eye level with my crotch.
Gawd; what a view! Her breasts hung down as she panted heavily, her nipples incredibly hard. Her pussy was really glistening, indicating she was wet as hell.
She looked sexy hanging upside down like that. I chuckled as I gave her body a push. I smiled as I told her, “Now you’re ready for slaughter.”
She gently swung back and forth, twisting in place. She gasped excitedly as though she was having trouble catching her breath. “First time hanging from the hook?” I asked with a sly grin.
She was panting as she told me, “I never had the chance before. You’re the first guy I’ve brought in here who was even remotely interested in hanging me upside down like this.”
I was incredulous. “You mean nobody else was willing to hang you naked?”
She shook her head, her curled brunette strands hanging down. “None of the guys liked being in here. You’re the first one who’s ever shown this much interest.”
I couldn’t keep from developing an erection in my pants upon seeing her like that. “I could slaughter you right here and now; am I right? There wouldn’t be a damned thing you could do to stop me, would there.”
She gasped and trembled. I heard her moan softly as though she was turned on beyond belief. “Nothing I could do to stop you, lover,” she murmured in a quivering tone.
I reached out and gently fondled her tits. She moaned and whimpered, gasping as though she was really out of breath. Then I slid my hand up to finger her pussy.
She was wet as hell. Then she moaned again. Gawd; I was so hard!
I unzipped my fly and pulled out my stiffening cock. Then I stepped right up to her, my dick right in her face. Without a word she opened her mouth and dutifully took me in between her lips.
Gawd; what a blowjob! It was incredibly hot. I even grabbed her head and fucked her face as I molested her sexy body with my free hand.
I couldn’t hold back my release. In that situation I don’t think any man could have held back.
It only took a couple of minutes before I was spurting into her mouth. Then my cock slipped out past her lips. I spurted a little on her face. It was sexy as hell!
I remembered the location she’d told me where she stored the official dagger used for the killings. It was in a special drawer. So I went to go fetch it.
I returned and showed it to her. That’s when she got this wild look in her eyes. Almost immediately she started breathing hard as my cum trickled off her lips and down her cheek from where I’d splattered her.
“You know what we could do? We could play a little something called ‘Slaughtering in the New Year’. Afterwards, I could get rid of your body by dropping you into the mincer. No one would ever find know. Your flesh and bones would end up as canned dog food. Am I right?”
Her eyes got big as saucers. Then she started panting like crazy. “Gawd; you wouldn’t, would you?”
There was this crazy look in her eyes. For a moment, I really thought she wanted me to.
I brought the dagger closer to her neck. That’s when she winced before crying out in orgasm. Her body wriggled like crazy as she struggled to catch her breath.
“You said this was a fantasy of yours, right?” She just wriggled and squirmed like crazy. I could smell the aroma of her arousal. Her pussy was wet as hell.
I grabbed a handful of hair. Then I roughly jerked her head back, exposing her neck to the blade. She gasped and whimpered, panting like crazy.
“I think deep down you want me to. Maybe I should.”
“Oh gawd!” she murmured, her body trembling like crazy.
She looked at me and nodded. Was she nodding it was her fantasy? Or was she nodding for me to do it, resigning herself to her erotic fate.
“’Slaughtering in the New Year’… now that’s a new one on me,” I murmured, shaking my head.
I suddenly heard the chiming of some church bell from far away. I listened for a moment, deep in thought. Then I smiled at her.
“Happy New Year, darling. I guess this means you’re the first slaughter of the New Year.” Then I brought the blade swiftly across her neck.
I didn’t think much about it. I just made the slash. Maybe I was just trying to play-act for her.
Her eyes flew open as an abundance of blood poured out of the wound. I’d cut a little too deep. To this day, I still don’t know whether it was accidental or on purpose.
Instantly her naked body started wriggling and gyrating in her death throes. She gawked and gurgled, trying to speak. But she was unable to make any kind of coherent sound.
I stared at her as though I couldn’t believe it. I hadn’t planned on doing that, had I? Gawd; I’d really done it now!
I was hard and throbbing, my cock stiff at such a perversely erotic sight. She jerked and wriggled for about 10 or 12 seconds. Then I heard a gurgly sigh come out of her severed windpipe.
Her body jerked a few more times. Then she was gone. Her eyes glazed over as she hung lifeless, blood still coming out of the wound in her neck – naked and sexy as hell!
I realized I could not undo what I’d just done. There was only one thing left to do. I had to finish the job.
I severed her head, removing it completely before placing it on the nearby table. I stood and admired it for a few moments. Besides, she told me they eventually cut the heads off anyway. Then I took her naked body down.
I had to dispose of her. So I threw her over my shoulders. Then I hauled her over to the mincer.
I turned the machine on and then threw her body inside. It wasted no time chewing through flesh and bone until there was nothing left.
I left the machine on as I went back over and retrieved her head. Her vacant eyes conveyed a dreamy, lifeless look. It was as though she’d gone out with a bang.
I gently kissed her parted lips. Then I told her, “I’d like to keep your head, darling. But I don’t think that would be a good idea. Here’s to a sexy New Year.”
I carried her head over and then tossed it into the mincer. There was a loud crack as it crunched through her skull, grinding her up into dog food. Then it, too, was gone.
There was nothing left of Aneeqa but her clothes. I quietly gathered them up before shutting off all the lights. Then I made my way home, wondering if it had all been a dream.
Gawd; I needed a stiff drink…
2012; 2021 (written for “Aneeqa” Dec 27 ’12; ed. Apr 25 ’21 by riwa)
Snuff Teri 5.0 (Ch 4 Guillotine Teris)
We took a few more steps before another display suddenly materialized. In it two naked Teris were locked into matching wooden guillotines. They were facing each other with about 4-5 feet of space between them.
Both were kneeling with their hands tied behind their backs. Their chests rested on short, red-cushioned stools. Their asses stuck up into the air invitingly.
“Hi girls,” ‘Microkini Teri’ said with a warm, cheerful smile. “I see you both are all tucked in and ready to go.”
“Get me out of here, ok?” the one on the right gasped fearfully. “I don’t WANT to lose my head! Please?”
“She’s been like that all morning, Mistress,” the one on the left said in frustration. “I’d love someone to shut her up once and for all.”
She smiled wickedly at her counterpart in the other machine. Her meaning seemed quite clear. “You stay out of this!” the other one gasped.
The one on the left zeroed in on my hardening cock. “Is THIS the one you were telling me about?” she purred seductively at me while directing her comments at my escort. “Damn! I’d love to feel that fuck-stick in my ass the moment I’m being sent into the next life!”
“Speak for yourself!” the one on the right cried out. Then she started begging, “Please don’t kill me! I don’t want to lose my head! That would be HORRIBLE!”
“We’re stripper’s, you stupid bitch!” the one on the left told her imperiled companion with disdain. “We’re SLUTS… WHORES! We’re only getting what we fucking deserve!”
She looked at my cock hungrily. Then she said, “If I’m going out, I want to go out with a bang!”
“Just don’t take ME with you; ok?” the one on the right blurted out anxiously.
The frightened Teri turned toward us. She motioned with her head at her companion in the other guillotine. “Cut HER head off, ok? She wants it; she’s crazy! Just let me go; ok?”
My escort turned toward me. “Which one do you want, Master?” she asked with a mischievous grin. “You can have either one. Personally, I’d like to take the frightened one. I’d love to give her a good, hard fucking before her head rolls.”
“No!” the one on the right gasped in horror. “Please… let me go, ok? I’ll do anything you want!”
Her companion in the other machine grinned wickedly at her. “Don’t you understand, honey? Are you still clueless?? We’re both going to get fucked. Then we’re both going to lose our heads. I’m so excited right now that I’m positively dripping.”
She turned to me and motioned with her head. “Go ahead, Master… see for yourself if you like. I sure as hell can’t stop you!”
My cock was hard as I walked behind her. Then I lovingly rubbed her ass. She moaned softly.
She wriggled her butt as I fingered her pussy. She was incredibly wet. A puddle was already starting to form between her knees right where her dripping arousal was splattering onto the floor.
‘Microkini Teri’ was positively giddy. She gleefully stepped toward the Teri on the right. “That means I get you, sweetie!” she gushed excitedly.
“YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!” was the frightened reply.
I rubbed the eager one’s bare ass. She let out a lustful moan before begging, “Let me taste your cock, Master. Put it in my mouth before you fuck me with it. Let me suck it and get it all wet for you.”
I moved around in front of her, right between them. The other one was not as accommodating. In fact, she was begging my escort, “Please don’t hurt me! I’ll do anything you want! Just don’t cut my head off!”
“She’s right about that,” the one I was fixing to fuck agreed. “She’ll do anything. And she’ll do anyone! She’s a whore through and through. So I think you ought to fuck her good and hard before you cut her head off!”
“YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!” her terrified twin yelled in horror.
“Would you PLEASE shut her up?” the one on the left asked in exasperation, her eyes rolling.
“Computer: strap-on!” ‘Microkini Teri’ demanded.
A moment later one materialized in front of her crotch. I noticed it had somehow been strapped around her waist. It was larger than my cock – 10 inches long and fully 2 and a half inches around. I got the impression it was designed to inflict pain.
“Yeah… give it to her!” the one on the left gasped eagerly. Her eyes lit up at what was about to be inflicted on her complaining companion.
My escort moved in front of the frightened slut’s head. The poor thing immediately started to beg and plead for mercy. I could see her staring in horror at the phallus headed her way.
‘Microkini Teri’ gleefully waved it in front of her face. “SWALLOW IT, BITCH!” Then she rammed it home. Pitiful cries were reduced to muffled grunts the instant that mouth was plugged.
“Yeah… fuck that face!” the other one gasped enthusiastically.
I stepped in front of her, my hard cock standing at attention. “Your turn,” I told her.
Her eyes flashed excitedly. “HOT DAMN! FUCK THIS SLUT’S FACE!”
She opened her mouth wide like a baby bird expecting a treat from its mother. I slammed my hard cock home between her luscious lips. Her eyes rolled, and she grunted as though she’d just entered cock heaven.
For the next several minutes there was only the sound of slurping and grunting. Occasionally there was a gasp for breath. But that only happened whenever we pulled out as we face-fucked the two Teri’s.
My eager slut kept drooling all over my cock. She made it a sticky mess as she gulped it down. Perhaps she thought it was her last meal. She was certainly making the most of it.
The whore my escort was face-fucking with her strap-on sang a different tune. She kept begging for mercy during occasional gulps of air. But she didn’t get many breaths, as her mouth was kept occupied.
‘Microkini Teri’ thrust like a woman possessed. She fully enjoyed tormenting her horrified twin locked down in the guillotine. She rammed that toy so deep I thought her Teri was going to asphyxiate on it!
I finally pulled out of my Teri’s mouth. She groaned and whimpered like a bitch in heat, her ass writhing like crazy. “Fuck me now, Master! Fuck this worthless whore! Fuck me and then behead me for your pleasure! Fuck my cunt and then snuff my sweet ass!”
I certainly couldn’t resist a request like that. So I walked around behind her. Then I gave her sexy ass a swat.
She yelped and whimpered, so I smacked her again. Then I found her dripping pussy. I centered my cock against it and then ramming it home.
She let out a wild cry. Then she started thrusting back. She kept yelling for me to give her the fucking of her life.
‘Microkini Teri’ pulled out of the mouth of her doppelganger. Then she grabbed her by the chin. “Now I’m gonna give it to you good, honey,” she purred, her voice filled with menace. “Get ready for the fucking of your life!”
“CUT HER FUCKING HEAD OFF!” my slut gasped excitedly. “SHE FUCKING DESERVES IT!” I think she wanted to see her twin lose her head before she lost her own.
“NOOOO!” the terrified Teri yelled. “PLEASE… DON’T… I’LL DO ANYTHING – AAUUGGHH!”
She let out a cry of horror as my escort thrust hard into her cunt. It was quite the turn-on for me. So I redoubled my efforts by enthusiastically fucking my own bitch.
My escort’s Teri finally started moaning and whimpering. I think her body was betraying her. “That’s more like it,” ‘Microkini Teri’ gasped. “Damn; she’s getting it good! Just look at her face. She fucking LOVES it!”
The two of us pounded our bitches hard. Their combined grunts and whimpers seemed to echo throughout the holodeck. I caught a glance of ‘stripper Teri’ watching us. Her eyes were open wide in horror, perhaps at the thought two more of her identical twins were about to be cruelly snuffed.
My fuck-bitch saw what was happening to her companion in the other guillotine. I think she became overly excited because she started gasping, “FUCK HER HARD! YOU’RE GONNA MAKE HER CUM! OH FUCK; I’M GONNA CUM RIGHT ALONG WITH HER! FUCK ME HARD, MASTER!”
The one my escort was fucking suddenly stiffened. Then she let out a howl from a mixture of pleasure and pain as her eyes rolled. “FUCK; THAT’S HOT!” mine cried out. Then she went off as well, stiffening and then shuddering as her own orgasm seemed to hit her hard.
When she came down from her climax, she looked across at her moaning, panting companion in the other guillotine facing her. “Now fuck her ass, Mistress!” she suggested evilly. “I wanna hear her screams! The bitch fucking deserves it! I want to watch you rape that ass before you take my head!”
“With pleasure,” ‘Microkini Teri’ grinned, her lustful enthusiasm obvious in her features.
Her groaning Teri immediately started shaking her head. I heard her beg again, not that it did her any good. “NO… NO… NOT MY ASS – NOT MY ASS… AAAUUUGGGHHH!”
She let out a painful scream. I properly concluded my tour guide had brutally thrust hard into her anus. “FUCK!” my Teri cried out. “That is so fucking hot!” Then she made a request.
“Mistress, if it pleases you I want you to take her head first. I want to suck on her dead tongue and kiss her dead lips. Please, Mistress? I’m so fucking excited that I’m going to cum again!”
Her kinky desires turned me on. So I really started thrusting hard into her hot cunt. She let out another cry, orgasming hard as the twin facing her screamed from a brutal violation.
“Executioner?”
It was ‘Microkini Teri’ who had spoken. As if on cue, one instantly materialized near the middle of both guillotines. I was not surprised to notice this was yet another Teri.
This one was in black boots up past her knees. She wore black, thigh-high stockings. A black garter snapped onto her stockings.
Her shaved pussy was totally exposed and dripping. She wore a tight, black corset that stopped short of her large breasts, letting them freely hang. On her head was an ominous black hood with two eye holes.
“This one,” ‘Microkini Teri’ motioned, pointing at the lever to the machine of the girl she was brutally fucking. “I’m going to make her cum first. Wait for my signal.”
“NOO!” the frightened Teri screamed in terror. Once more she begged us not to cut off her head.
“MAKE HER CUM!” my Teri cried out. I think she was delirious. “MAKE HER CUM, THEN CUT HER FUCKING HEAD OFF!”
The whole thing was surreal, a bit strange to process. She really wanted to see her twin beheaded. Or perhaps she just wanted that mouth silenced once and for all.
The moment was drawing near. I became even more excited. So I pulled out of Teri’s pussy.
I found a different hole, pressing against her anus. But I paused as though waiting for the right moment. Almost immediately she started moaning, trying to push back as though desperately wanting me to impale her ass.
The Teri my escort was fucking suddenly stiffened. Then she started shuddering as she let out an orgasmic cry. With a nod from ‘Microkini Teri’, the Executioner reached over and grabbed the lever.
I took that moment to thrust hard into my Teri’s ass as the lever was pulled. She let out a painful cry, her body stiffening from its brutal violation. Then the blade whooshed down.
It bottomed out with a thunk, cleanly severing the other Teri’s head from her neck. The skull with the silky red hair dropped onto the floor. It bounced as blood spurted out of the severed, major artery.
I watched as my escort eagerly fucked a jerking, spasming corpse. She gasped with pleasure. I got the impression she was cumming hard.
My Teri let out an “Oh, FUCK!” Then she came violently with a scream. That’s when I really started pounding her ass with my cock.
“Make her kiss her face!” ‘Microkini Teri’ gasped excitedly. The executioner stepped forward and bent down. Then he picked up the severed head by a handful of red hair.
I saw a look of horrified surprise in a set of eyes that still seemed to be registering life. Then the executioner pushed it in front of the head of the Teri I was fucking. She gasped and grunted under my assault. But she managed to kiss the severed head of her twin.
She moaned excitedly the entire time. I think she gave it lots of tongue. No doubt she tasted blood.
Her moans and cries increased with intensity as I fucked her harder. The head of her dead sister was pulled away. I saw a thread of spittle between both faces.
There was no life in the eyes of the dead Teri. The expression in her face had sagged tiredly.
The one I was fucking began grunting like crazy. I think she was on the verge of popping off big time. “I’M GONNA CUM – I’M GONNA CUM!” she cried out, all caught up in the moment “DO IT NOW – DO IT NOW!” Then she went off like a rocket.
She let out a scream as her ass clenched hard around my thrusting cock. I could tell she was shuddering hard. It was time.
With a nod from me, the executioner reached up and pulled the lever to my machine. She was still holding onto the other head with her other hand. Teri’s orgasmic scream was abruptly silenced forever by a whoosh of the blade bottoming out with a loud thunk.
Her head dropped onto the floor as her body exploded, bucking and spasming in my grasp. Blood spurted out of her neck stump. It wasn’t long until I was emptying myself with a roar inside her tight ass.
‘Executioner Teri’ calmly reached down. She picked up the other severed head with her other hand. Then she quietly showed them both to me.
My Teri’s face contained a look of orgasmic bliss. It was as though somehow she was still experiencing it.
Life flickered in her eyes. Her expression was incredible. It was as though she was trying to indicate it had been the best moment of her life.
“Make them kiss again!” I demanded. The executioner mashed both faces together. When she showed them both to me again, the life had faded out of my Teri’s eyes.
Her expression had sagged tiredly, just like her twin’s had done. The last thing she’d seen was the face of her dead twin as their lips had been mashed together. Had she been able to taste those lips? I would never know.
“Computer?” It was ‘Microkini Teri’s’ voice.
She pulled her strap-on out of the corpse she was fucking. Then she calmly said, “Behead the executioner!”
The hooded woman turned to look at her in shock. I heard a “Hunh???” as a look of utter astonishment filled those big brown eyes. She still held both severed heads in her hands by the hair.
I heard a brief hum. There was a pencil-thin flash of energy. It sliced right through the neck of a startled ‘Executioner Teri’.
Both heads were abruptly released from her hands at the same time. Both skulls thumped noisily onto the floor.
For a long moment the young woman just stood there as if frozen in place. Then her sexy body crumpled underneath her. Her head tipped forward and fell off her shoulders.
She went over backward as her head bounced once off the floor. Then it came to rest near the other two heads. She blinked as she looked up, complete surprise in her eyes.
My escort quickly walked around to the bloody mess. She picked up the head of the recently beheaded Teri and removed her hood. Teri’s face was a shocked expression of “How COULD you; I OBEYED your commands!”
I pulled out of the ass of my dead Teri. ‘Microkini Teri’ came over and handed me the head. “A present for you, Master,” she purred seductively. “You may fuck that face if you so desire.”
There was still life in ‘Executioner Teri’s’ eyes. I took her head and gently thrust my cock into her gaping mouth. Whether she could taste her twin’s ass on my cock or not I did not know. Her final moments must have been humiliating as I thrust my dick in and out through her parted lips.
I finally pulled out of her mouth. There was nothing left but an expression of tired shock frozen forever on her face.
My escort took the head from me. ‘Microkini Teri’ kissed those dead lips. Then she casually dropped the severed head onto the floor as though she no longer cared about it anymore.
It bounced before rolling up against one of its sister’s skulls. My escort didn’t give it a seconds thought. She simply turned toward me and smiled.
“Did you enjoy yourself, Master?” ‘Microkini Teri’ purred seductively as she snuggled up to me. She touched my semi-erect cock as she added, “It was incredibly erotic watching you fuck her head like that.”
“Very nice,” I breathed into her mouth.
The two of us kissed passionately. When we pulled apart, she took the time to arrange the three heads onto their bloody stumps. She left them in a neat row on the floor of the holodeck between the two guillotines.
She also posed headless ‘Executioner Teri’s’ body. She set it upright on crossed legs. It looked as though it was overseeing the three heads that had been placed right in front of it.
She giggled at what she’d done before slipping her arm through mine. “Onward and upward,” she said with a smile. Her eyes twinkled mischievously, and off we went…
2010; 2020 (written May 23 ’10; ed. Oct 24 ‘20 by riwa)