{"id":16844,"date":"2022-03-10T07:56:52","date_gmt":"2022-03-10T14:56:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=16844"},"modified":"2022-03-10T07:56:52","modified_gmt":"2022-03-10T14:56:52","slug":"the-cylinder","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=16844","title":{"rendered":"The Cylinder"},"content":{"rendered":"

I\u2019m crouched naked in a clear glass cylinder, waiting for the inevitable. I don\u2019t question why I\u2019m here; that would be foolish. I know why I\u2019m here. Mistress wants to watch me drown.<\/p>\n

My hands are shackled to the floor of the cylinder. They are the only bonds I have. And they are the only bonds I\u2019ll need.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>All of the sudden water starts streaming into the cylinder. I gasp as it splatters all around me. Now I fully understand how she\u2019s going to drown me as I gasp from a fearful excitement.<\/p>\n

I pull tentatively, but my shackles won\u2019t let me rise up. Water will eventually flow up over my head. I will have a few minutes to kill before the water kills me.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I turn to see Mistress sitting in a comfortable chair watching me. She wears a black leather dress that barely contains her breasts. There\u2019s a drink on a small table for her to enjoy.<\/p>\n

Her legs are crossed; she looks quite comfortable. But there\u2019s a look in her eye, a look I know all too well. She wants to watch me drown. And today she is getting her wish.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>The water slowly rises; we\u2019re going to have a lot of time together Mistress and I. The wait is delicious agony. Her eyes flash as she sips her drink. I\u2019m trembling with a terrible arousal.<\/p>\n

It feels like it\u2019s taking forever. But Mistress bides her time, enjoying every moment. I\u2019m helpless in here and it turns her on. I call out to her, but she lifts a finger to her lips. I obediently fall silent.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>The water is getting higher. I feel a building anticipation within me. I look at Mistress again, my eyes asking \u201cAre you really going to drown me?\u201d She reads my expression and nods with a smile.<\/p>\n

Gawd; she\u2019s really going through with this! I\u2019m going to drown for my mistress! I feel more alive than ever before, knowing I\u2019ll soon be filling my lungs with water.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I move around, testing my shackles. It sets the water to sloshing all around me. But I\u2019m not going anywhere. I\u2019m not leaving this cylinder alive. It\u2019s a thought that both frightens and arouses me.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s been a dark desire of mine for a long, long time, a desire Mistress has shared with me. I\u2019ve always wanted to drown, and she\u2019s always wanted to watch me. Today we both will fulfill our fantasies.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>The water rises up past my breasts. My life is ebbing away as the tank fills. No words pass between Mistress and I. Instead the room is filled only with the sound of the filling cylinder.<\/p>\n

I look at her again but I can see the arousal in her eyes. It is building within her, just like it is building within me. Perhaps we\u2019ll explode together in orgasm at the moment I start to drown.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I become anxious as the moment draws near. I test the shackles again. Instinctively I pull on the locking mechanism, but it is secure. Many thoughts flood my mind, and I become anxious.<\/p>\n

I look over at Mistress again. But I see no mercy in her eyes. Instead I see rapid breathing, as though she\u2019s enjoying my torment and uncertainty. I whimper as she brings a hand up and touches her chest.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I look up anxiously as the water continues to fill the cylinder. I\u2019m so hot, hotter than any other time in my existence. Mistress and I have played these games before. But not like this, never like this! My heart hammers in my chest until I\u2019m certain I\u2019m going to explode any moment in orgasm.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I wriggle around, slipping under the falling water as it splatters my head. I cough and sputter, trying to shake it out of my eyes. I look over at Mistress but she squirms with anticipation. Is she trying to climax? Or is she trying to hold it back? What difference does it make?<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Water reaches my shoulders. I\u2019m hot despite the coolness of my surroundings. I try to compose myself, realizing a lifelong fantasy is about to be fulfilled. The day has finally arrived.<\/p>\n

I turn and give Mistress a smile. She sees it in my face. I see a flush of arousal in her features. She knows I\u2019ll soon be drowning in here. It really turns her on.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>The water reaches my neck. Instinctively I begin struggling with the shackles again. I\u2019m going to resist what\u2019s about to happen to me; I can\u2019t help myself. Mistress will get off even more as I put up a struggle, fighting against my bubbly destiny.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I work on the shackles as the water rises. My breath comes faster and faster. I feel a delicious surge of anxiety that makes my nipples incredibly hard. Mistress leans forward to watch. She\u2019s breathing heavily. I almost cum, knowing Mistress will surely orgasm the moment I start to drown. Strangely, that thought only makes me hotter.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>It\u2019s growing uncomfortable in here. I struggle to adjust my position. But I slip, and water covers my mouth. It\u2019s a sure sign I don\u2019t have much longer. My heart rate quickens. I need to calm myself down so I can hold my breath for as long as I can.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I try to compose myself as the water reaches my chin. I struggle to rise up higher. But the chain pulls my hands up tight. I\u2019m not going up any farther. The surface of the water sloshes and ripples. I hear Mistress moan softly. She must be terribly aroused at my impending demise.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I deliberately lower my mouth and nose into the water. It sends erotic chills up and down my spine, an incredible feeling more powerful than anything I\u2019ve ever experienced. I\u2019ve never felt so alive, especially this close to the moment of my death.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I lift my head up and gasp for breath, looking over at Mistress. She\u2019s touching herself again. Gawd, how this must be getting her off! Knowing she will cum as I drown makes me so hot. I try to compose myself again. A premature orgasm will inhibit my ability to hold my breath. I have to hold it for as long as I can before my lungs give out.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I have to tip my head back as the water continues to rise. My movements cause the surface to ripple and flow. I\u2019m nervous, anxious, scared and aroused. Mistress leans forward and watches eagerly. Gawd; she\u2019s really going to drown me! She\u2019d not going to lift one finger to stop it??<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I start breathing deeply, preparing myself for that one big breath-hold I will have to endure. My head will be completely submerged. There will be no more air after that. The suspense is incredible! My moans and whimpers blend with the sound of the filling cylinder.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I strain with everything I have, desperate to fill my lungs. My heart pounds in my chest. I now know I won\u2019t be able to give Mistress a long breath-hold like I want to. I\u2019m just too damned excited.<\/p>\n

\u201cBig breath, honey,\u201d she calls out to me, the first words I have heard since this whole thing began. \u201cGive me a really good show, baby!\u201d Then I\u2019m under, unable to tip my head back enough to get air.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I relax as the water continues to rise. I settle down in my watery tomb, trying to get comfortable. Soon the water will completely overwhelm me.<\/p>\n

Mistress watches with enthusiasm, her eyes wide with excitement. I hold my breath for one minute and then for two. Bubbles leak out of my mouth, air I cannot part with. Mistress eagerly rises to her feet. I strain for all I\u2019m worth. Gawd; my lungs want to give out!<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>All of the sudden I hear a flush of water. The tank is draining. The water level drops to my lower lip. I gasp for breath, my chest heaving as I refill my aching lungs. I don\u2019t know whether to be relieved or disappointed.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Mistress walks up to the cylinder as I gasp and sputter. She\u2019s totally naked now. I don\u2019t remember when she shed her outfit. Her nipples are incredibly hard. She\u2019s flush from a recent orgasm. She\u2019s breathless, a dazed look in her eyes.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>She tells me, \u201cBaby, you don\u2019t know how hot that made me. I simply had to get more comfortable.\u201d She shrugs as she shows off her naked body, her nips hard and her labia swollen.<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes this mean you\u2019re not going to\u2026\u201d She just shushes me.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>\u201cOh honey; don\u2019t worry. That was just a taste. I wouldn\u2019t dream of depriving you of your greatest fantasy. I just came over to say how sexy you\u2019re going to look for me when you drown.\u201d<\/p>\n

She touches the cylinder in an affectionate gesture. Then I hear the water start filling the tank again. She pants as she tells me, \u201cBaby; I\u2019m going to cum so hard when you drown!\u201d<\/p>\n

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

She steps away and starts rubbing herself as the water rises. It isn\u2019t long until I\u2019m forced to tip my head back again. Mistress pants as she tells me, \u201cGawd, baby; you make me so hot!\u201d I whimper as the erotic feelings swell within me again. This time I think she\u2019s serious. This time I think I\u2019m going to drown.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I tip my head back as far as I can. Will this indeed be my very last breath? Mistress furiously rubs herself, but I\u2019m too busy judging when I should inhale for the very last time. Water laps at my lips as I fill my lungs. Then I settle in for the inevitable. Mistress eagerly watches me, her nipples hard as she frantically fingers her pussy.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>2010; 2020 (written Sep 20 \u201910; ed. Feb 19 \u201820 by riwa using illustrations from Waterbondage.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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