{"id":13793,"date":"2017-11-30T00:04:54","date_gmt":"2017-11-30T07:04:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13793"},"modified":"2017-11-30T00:04:54","modified_gmt":"2017-11-30T07:04:54","slug":"not-like-in-the-movies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13793","title":{"rendered":"Not like in the movies"},"content":{"rendered":"

Life is not like in the movies. No matter how many times you think otherwise, it\u2019s just not. The girl does NOT always get to kiss her hero at the end, and James Bond does NOT always save the damsel in distress. In fact, it sure seems like he loses a lot more women than he rescues; right?<\/p>\n

My situation spiraled downhill when I thought I\u2019d gone undetected. Imagine my dismay when the blow to the back of my head put my lights out. At least I finally got that sleep the Agency had been depriving me of for the past several days.<\/p>\n

When I awakened I was in a grotty dungeon with a lone toilet and a big wooden tub of water. I was naked, my arms cuffed behind my back. I guess that was a logical precaution for my captors, although my size meant I wasn\u2019t going to be able to put up much of a fuss in any event.<\/p>\n

There was a man in black pvc \u2013 black shorts and a short sleeved shirt. He seemed happy to discover I\u2019d awakened. I probably would have been better off not coming to.<\/p>\n

He took me over to the large tub of water. Then he groped my boobs. I gasped and trembled at my looming predicament.<\/p>\n

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He got right to the point\u2026. \u201cI need to know what you\u2019re doing here, bitch.\u201d I like that in a man\u2026 no beating around the bush.<\/p>\n

I gave him some BS\u2026 \u201cI was just out for a stroll. By the way, your basement could use a good interior decorator. I\u2019d be happy to make a few recommendations if you like.\u201d Humor was my way of dealing with the threat looming before me. Otherwise I probably would have panicked and started screaming my head off.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t think he liked my answer because he forced my head down into the water\u2026 and I mean FORCED. I barely had time to catch my breath. I struggled to hold it, having no idea how long he was going to keep my head submerged.<\/p>\n

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He pulled my head back up, and I came up gasping and sputtering. Hell, I nearly waterboarded myself from my own red hair hanging down over my face. Water drained down my face as I gasped for breath before he brushed it out of the way.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI see I\u2019m dealing with a smartass. Got anything else you want to contribute?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot really. My teachers didn\u2019t take too kindly to my attitude in school either.\u201d And with that I got shoved down into the wooden tub a second time for my sass.<\/p>\n

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He let my head come back up after a bit. I whipped my hair up over my head, causing a big plume of water. It would have been comical had my situation not been so dire.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI really need answers honey,\u201d he whispered into my ear as he choked me. \u201cMy superiors won\u2019t take too kindly if I don\u2019t get answers.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wish I had something to offer,\u201d I rasped, his fingers tightening ominously around my throat.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe another dunking will loosen your tongue.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cProbably not, but you can sure try-burlubrlgurlg!\u201d Down I went, his hand forcing my head deep into the tub.<\/p>\n

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That one scared me a little, especially since he kept me down longer. I enjoy a good swim in a pool as much as the next girl. But I\u2019m not known for being able to hold my breath for any length of time. And I wasn\u2019t certain just how long I might need to hold it to endure his questions.<\/p>\n

He pulled me up and I came up gasping for breath. He groped and mauled my tits, letting me know in no uncertain terms just who was in charge. It did give me a perverse thrill as my pussy started throbbing.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow we can do this the easy way\u2026 or we can do this the hard way.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI never saw myself as taking the easy way out,\u201d I gasped.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave it your way then.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Back down I went, struggling and bubbling. He had a good grip on me, making sure there was no way in hell I could get back up. I felt another erotic jolt, wondering if this was going to be it.<\/p>\n

He kept me down for the longest time. I writhed and bubbled, my lungs screaming for air. I could feel the panic welling up inside me.<\/p>\n

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At the very last moment he pulled me up out of the water. I gasped like crazy as he wrapped his hand around my neck. He groped my tits again, enjoying molesting me. To be honest I kind of enjoyed it too as it kept my mind from bring up some rather unpleasant thoughts about the situation I found myself in.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you sure you don\u2019t have anything to say?\u201d he asked as the water drained out of my hair.<\/p>\n

\u201cI could probably use some shampoo. I\u2019ve been meaning to wash my hair lately, but I just haven\u2019t found the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cThen let me help wash it for you.\u201d And with that I found myself shoved back down head first into the water.<\/p>\n

I was more than a little scared as I bubbled like crazy. I suspected he was going to tire of the game and eventually do me in. I just didn\u2019t know if he was going to drown me or use some other method.<\/p>\n

To my surprise he began fingering me back there. I don\u2019t know if he was trying to humiliate me or what. He certainly made me jerk and bubble. But it provided me with enough of a sexual distraction to settle down my growing panic.<\/p>\n

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He kept me down for the longest time before pulling me back up. Once more I waterboarded myself as my hair got in my eyes and covered my mouth. Water streamed down my face as I struggled to gasp for breath.<\/p>\n

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He hissed at me, \u201cThis isn\u2019t going well. You know that, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d I gasped, trying to maintain my sarcasm. \u201cI guess I don\u2019t know what I\u2019m supposed to do. I\u2019m not used to having my hair washed in this manner.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cThen let me make it easy for you.\u201d That\u2019s when he shoved my head back down into the wooden bucket.<\/p>\n

He kept me submerged as the water began to settle. I tried to hold my breath, but my heart was hammering in my chest. Once more I could feel that panic threatening to overwhelm me.<\/p>\n

How long would he keep me down like this? How far was he willing to take me? I had no idea, but it was easy enough to imagine the dire consequences if I didn\u2019t answer his questions.<\/p>\n

I was sure he was going to drown me, and I tried to prepare myself as my lungs screamed for another breath. I started to wriggle and squirm in panic, and I knew I wouldn\u2019t be able to control my bodily functions. I could feel an orgasm coming on strong, and I hoped I\u2019d get to enjoy one before my untimely demise.<\/p>\n

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I was a little surprised when he pulled me back up. The next dunk was probably going to trigger my orgasm. It was also liable to be my drowning swan song.<\/p>\n

I gasped for breath as he brushed my hair out of my eyes. He groped and caressed me, playing with my nipples. \u201cDoes death excite you?\u201d he asked ominously.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot really,\u201d I replied in a quivering voice. \u201cI guess we just can\u2019t seem to see eye to eye on this thing, can we.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cI guess not,\u201d he sighed heavily. Then I got pushed back down into the water.<\/p>\n

I tried to hold my breath despite the hammering of my heart. But it just wasn\u2019t going to happen. My lungs were heaving, my heart was pounding, and I needed to be able to catch my breath. But this time he wasn\u2019t letting me up.<\/p>\n

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I started to struggle in a futile attempt to rise up. But strong arms kept my head submerged. My lungs heaved and I began to panic.<\/p>\n

I felt it swell within me; I was going to cum while he was holding me down. Was he going to drown me at the same time? I was beginning to think so.<\/p>\n

I tried to hold my breath for as long as I could, fully expecting him to let me up. But that wasn\u2019t happening. Then panic really set in.<\/p>\n

I started to thrash about as I lost all my breath. Then I was cumming really hard. A moment later I knew it was all over when my lungs opened up.<\/p>\n

I started swallowing water; gawd, how I swallowed water! Then I was panicking and thrashing about as I drowned in that damned bucket.<\/p>\n

I orgasmed again; I was actually cumming as I was drowning. It hurt like hell, but despite my best efforts I couldn\u2019t get my head up. He was keeping me down to make sure the deed was done.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know what it\u2019s like to die, so I didn\u2019t know what to expect. All I know is my life flashed before my eyes. Then I got this strange image of one of those James Bond characters.<\/p>\n

He looked down into the water and saw my body lying there all drowned at the bottom of the pool. Then he shook his head as though he\u2019d missed yet another one. I thought, \u2018Yeah, you are fucking late AGAIN, you bastard!\u2019 Then all my senses shut down as consciousness blissfully faded away.<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2017 (written Oct 26 by Riwa)<\/p>\n

(Pictures are from Waterbondage.com and are used for illustration purposes only.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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