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Many thanks to her for doing this trade! See her piece over [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/45292436/]here[/url].\n\n[url=https://discord.gg/GddZvgqXgd]Hey, y'all should join my Discord! It's multifandom, kinky, and queer as fuck.[/url]\n\n[url=https://kimberlyeab.carrd.co/]Visit my website to see where else you can find my work, follow my socials, or support me on Patreon![/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A moose and a beaver partake in some breathplay with dubious safety precautions!

Kink: Breathplay, Aquaphilia

Art trade with the amazing Comket who also provided the cover. Many thanks to her for doing this trade! See her piece over here.

Hey, y'all should join my Discord! It's multifandom, kinky, and queer as fuck.

Visit my website to see where else you can find my work, follow my socials, or support me on Patreon!", "writing": "Betty sat upon the edge of a sizeable pool. She kicked away at the water, watching the way the purified blue whooshed around her legs. \n\nAcross the water was a relative stranger, a mutual found upon one of the more popular aquaphilia boards that she utilized.\n\nTheir screenname had been `I'm crazy for bubbles' and they looked like quite the figure. \n\nThey were a moose who stood more than six feet tall and had a couple extra inches of height because of the short rack of antlers that sprouted from their head. Their fur was an earthen brown and no hair was present upon their scalp. Though they still had a distinctly feminine body shape, chubby and with a petite bust that was cradled nicely by a one-piece swimsuit. They also had a pretty distinctive bulge under the waistline.\n\nBetty looked down at her own swimsuit, drumming her fingers against the shinny material of her green bikini. She was far more petite than the mammoth across from her though still shapely in all of the right ways. Her fur was a more muted earthy tone, normal for a beaver, and she also had a head of blonde hair that was currently pulled back into a ponytail.\n\n``Nervous,'' the voice across the pool asked. \n\nIt was a deep and powerful, fitting for a creature of their stature.\n\nBetty snorted. ``This isn't my first rodeo.''\n\n``I know,'' the moose said. ``I've seen the picture you've posted online. You're into some pretty hardcore stuff.'' They flashed a slight smile. ``Can't believe you actually let someone lock you in a cage and then shove it into the water.''\n\nBetty shivered at the memory, feeling a familiar excitement tingle through her digits.\n\nShe sighed fondly. ``Yeah, that was fucking amazing.''\n\nThe moose was busy unwinding a length of cord that had become tangled while in storage. Their work was steady and practiced, easily eliminating the many knots at an effective pace. \n\nPart of Betty wondered if she left the rope like that on purpose. It did add a certain showmanship to the experience, a little extra suspense until the ax finally dropped.\n\nBetty's gaze fell back to the water where she noticed that a sizeable stone had been plunged underneath, nestled upon the bottom. It must've weighed at least a hundred pounds and would surely be impossible to move. Though considering her companion that might not have been a totally impossible feat to overcome.\n\n``Do you have a name?'' Betty asked.\n\nThe moose smirked. ``Don't feel like using my screenname?''\n\n``It's a bit of a mouthful,'' Betty teased.\n\n``My real name is Kimberly,'' the moose apparently known as Kimberly said. ``What about you?''\n\n``Betty,'' Betty replied.\n\nKimberly smirked. ``Online culture is weird.'' They grunted as they pulled out an especially stiff knot. ``Got you out here to literally drown you and we haven't thought about exchanging real names yet.'' They chuckled. ``You got to admit that's a little funny.''\n\nBetty nodded. ``A little bit.''\n\nKimberly finally made an accomplished noise as the last of the knots finally came free. They held up the rope triumphantly before looking across the pool at Betty.\n\n``Are you ready?'' they asked.\n\nBetty grinned. ``As ready as I'll ever be.''\n\nShe sunk into the water and swam towards the rock. It was in a shallower part of the pool, meaning she was able to stand upon the bottom with her head above water. \n\nKimberly, meanwhile, had most of their torso out of the water as they stood next to the rock.\n\nBetty hadn't been paying attention but now Kimberly also held a stainless-steel collar and pair of handcuffs in one their bulky hands. They tossed them over to Betty who caught them, giving them a good look.\n\n``You get the good stuff,'' she commented.\n\nKimberly smirked. ``I mean when you can afford to splurge on a pool then why not splurge on all of the accessories as well?''\n\n``How does this work?'' Betty asked, looking at the collar.\n\nThere was no clear locking mechanism upon it, nor any place to anchor a padlock that would ensure it would remain closed. The only distinctive feature was a very large ring that would hold the rope.\n\n``When you clasp it shut, a key will pop out of the back,'' Kimberly instructed. ``It'll unlock as soon as you place it back inside. So, that'd normally be your safety just in case you need to tap out.''\n\n``Tap out?'' Betty smirked. ``I don't think you know me.''\n\n``No, but I generally do this with more rational people,'' Kimberly teased. ``If you'd like you could always hand the key to me.''\n\nBetty pulled on the collar, loving the way the cool metal felt against her warm coat. It was sized decently well for someone of her stature and Betty briefly wondered if this moose owned several models for bigger or smaller patrons.\n\nAs promised, as she secured the collar in place, something popped out in the back and she felt a small round key against her fingers. She pulled it out and looked at it. It looked vaguely like a locker key though about half as big, just the ideal thing to lose if she wasn't careful.\n\n``Catch,'' Betty said, tossing it to her companion.\n\nKimberly snatched it out of the air with ease.\n\nThey then smirked and rolled the key between their knuckles. ``You're putting a lot of faith in me.''\n\n``I think it's hotter that way,'' Betty chided.\n\n``Would you believe me if I told you that you're not the first person to tell me that?'' Kimberly asked.\n\nBetty nodded. ``Knowing the freaks who are into this? I totally would.''\n\nShe watched as Kimberly drew forth a fob from their swimsuit. It was made of metal and already had another key attached to it. This fob seemed to be magnetic as the collar's little key soon snapped to it as well.\n\nKimberly slipped it back into their swimsuit and then dove underwater, floating around the heavy stone submerged at the bottom. They worked at it for a few moments before rising with the end of the rope in hand. \n\nBetty could see that the rope had now been fed through an anchor point on the rock, securing it in place with plenty of weight.\n\nHer heart started to beat a little faster as she noticed the stoic look that her companion was giving her. This was a moose who knew this game and knew it well. Someone who wasn't going to pussy out at the first sign of trouble.\n\nAt least, hopefully not.\n\nIt wasn't easy finding someone like that, wasn't easy at all. There was a certain kind of semi-sociopath that was needed for this and this moose seemed to be one of the rare souls that filled this role genuinely well.\n\nAt least, if appearances and posturing were to be believed.\n\n``Last chance to back out,'' Kimberly warned.\n\nGod their voice sounded so grave, so serious, so intense...\n\n``Not a chance,'' Betty shot back.\n\nKimberly nodded and approached, placing a bulky hand upon Betty's shoulder. Their fingers were large but nimble as they started to thread the rope through the loop in the front of the collar. They worked quickly, tying an intricate knot that looked both showy and sturdy enough for what they needed.\n\n``Mind if I get a little indulgent?'' they asked.\n\nThere was a small smile upon their lips and a playful glint in their eye.\n\n``I don't know what I could do to stop you,'' Betty replied, sticking out her tongue.\n\nKimberly nodded and hooked a finger under the fabric of Betty's bikini top and tore it away in one fluid motion. Betty shivered as she felt the moose's gaze upon her bare breasts, feeling an excitement start to smolder within her chest.\n\n``Always thought doing this topless was hotter,'' they quipped.\n\nBetty smirked. ``You know me far too well.''\n\nKimberly glanced towards the handcuffs and Betty got the message, folding her hands behind her back and fiddling with them. This wasn't her first rodeo by any stretch of the imagination as she managed to bind both of her wrists in a matter of seconds.\n\nBetty even tugged upon them for good measure, ensuring that they were locked firmly in place. Her wrists didn't budge and she knew for a fact that she was completely and utterly helpless in the face of the behemoth before her.\n\nAn extremely appealing position to be in.\n\n``Okay for real this is your last chance to back out,'' Kimberly warned.\n\nSadly, this behemoth seemed just a mite too kind for her liking.\n\nBetty snorted. ``Not getting cold feet, are you?''\n\n``Not a chance,'' Kimberly retorted. ``I just know a few of my playmates have in the past.'' They winked at Betty. ``Just want to make sure that everyone is going to enjoy themselves, you know?''\n\nThey moved away from Betty and stepped over to the other side of the rock. Once in position, they ducked back underwater, coming up a moment later with the other end of the rope. The two of them now stood at an impasse, with Betty waiting for the moose to make the first move.\n\nKimberly's smile grew as they slowly started to coil the rope around their hand. Inch by inch, it wound tighter and tighter.\n\nBetty waited with bated breath, shivering as she noticed the rope start to shorten underwater, pulling through the anchor point on the stone. The moose had showmanship, knowing just how to drag this moment out to the most painful degree. \n\nThen the rope grew taut and Betty froze.\n\nKimberly proved to be as strong as they looked. They started to pull on the rope and it drew Betty downwards, towards the water. \n\nBetty's cheek soon touched the crystal-clear surface with the water rippling against her skin. She drew in a series of short breaths, knowing what was coming any second now.\n\nThen she sucked in a deep one, just in time for Kimberly to yank hard.\n\nBetty broke through the surface and was now underwater. The downward force didn't stop until she was upon her knees, anchored firmly in place at the bottom of the pool. She could hardly move against the rope, unable to get so much as a single inch of freedom in any direction other than further down.\n\nShe stayed calm, however. \n\nAfter all, this wasn't her first time doing something like this. Far from it, in fact. \n\nBetty knew that panicking would just waste her precious reserves of oxygen. So, she concentrated on remaining still and hoping that the moose didn't prove too cruel.\n\nKimberly slackened the rope a little, taking some of the pressure off. But Betty knew this game, knew that she'd only be given a little bit of a freedom. It was a taunt, a tease, something meant to torment her. The illusion of salivation, the false promise of escape.\n\nIf she were to go for the surface, it would be robbed from her in an instant.\n\nThe seconds continued to drag along, coming one after another. Slowly, a warmth began to blossom in Betty's breast. It was the first embers of a proper burn though it still had plenty of fuel to go through before it reached such a point.\n\nBetty squirmed a little in her bondage, testing it. She knew the seconds were starting to mount but tried to remain carefree.\n\nAfter all, what was the point of struggling until she was absolutely certain that she needed air.\n\nA burst of bubbles escaped her mouth, breaching the surface. She wondered if Kimberly enjoyed them, considering their screenname, so she let out another burst of precious air as a way to test it. It was hard to read the moose's expression from below the surface but Betty swore that she saw a smile.\n\nSlowly the idle ache started to kindle into a proper fire. It grew more and more intense with every passing moment until the ache became a genuine pain. The seconds must've surely started to meld into minutes at this point.\n\nBetty tugged at the handcuffs but they didn't budge, not even a little. She started to squirm and utilized all the freedom she was given. Though sadly this freedom didn't bring her any closer to the surface or breathing.\n\nThe moose proved to have quite some resolve as she didn't budge in the slightest. There was no mercy to be found as their steely grip, ensuring that Betty remained underwater.\n\nThe ache continued to mount and caught into a proper flame. Stale bubbles broke free from Betty's mouth and erupted towards the surface. A darkened tinge started to form around the edges of her vision, a creeping edge of breathlessness that didn't bode well for her.\n\nThat's when the panic really set in, that tipping point where idle fantasy came crashing into the barrier known as reality. Betty attempted to thrash about but she was up against a massive moose who could probably restrain her with a single hand alone.\n\nAnother frantic burst of bubble erupted from her lips and rushed towards the surface. She attempted to scream but that only resulted in more of her precious air being expelled for very little reward as the sheets of water muffled her peril.\n\nThis was it. This was the...\n\nThe rope slackened and Betty bounded for the surface. She broke through and gasped for breath, hacking and coughing through the water as she did so. Her world was a cascade of panicked fixations, trying to bring some semblance of calm to her frantic mind.\n\n``Fuck!'' Betty yelped.\n\nKimberly chuckled. ``Good?''\n\n``I thought you were going to drown me,'' Betty hissed.\n\nSlowly, the panic edged away and a calm settled in to replace it. Though an idle worry still lingered in the back of her mind. It was the part of her brain which claimed to be common sense, a usually underrepresented partner in her psyche.\n\n``That was kind of the plan,'' Kimberly teased, playfully sticking out their tongue.\n\nBetty shook her head. ``Just... holy fuck.''\n\n``Intense?'' Kimberly asked. ``It looked pretty intense.''\n\n``How long was I under?'' Betty asked.\n\nKimberly hummed. ``Close to four minutes? You beavers have one hell of a lung capacity.''\n\nBetty bit her lip. ``Do you have a stopwatch?''\n\nKimberly nodded and let go of the rope, wadding back towards the edge of the pool. They soon reached it and rifled through their tool kit until they drew out a stopwatch. With it in hand, they came back over.\n\n``I have a feeling that I already know what you want this for,'' they teased. ``But let's hear it.''\n\nBetty drew in a breath. ``Six minutes. I don't want you to let me up for six minutes.''\n\n``Six minutes?'' 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They spewed forth so violently and she willed herself into believing that they only contained stale air, only a toxin that needed to be expelled.\n\nHer chest began to quiver as her diaphragm attempted to suck in water, something that would've surely end things on a permanent basis. She fought against it, trying to stop her body from performing one of its most instinctual functions.\n\nAir...\n\nAir!\n\nAIR!\n\nShe needed air.\n\nAnd that's when the panic set in, when the thrashing started. Betty pulled against the cord with all her might though there was nothing that she could do to effectively fight against it. It remained taut and strong, the moose ensuring that it didn't budge even an inch.\n\nBetty's vision continued to grow fuzzy and darkened further, narrowing to little more than pinpricks. \n\nHer lungs wanted to explode and expel the toxin that had saturated them so utterly. 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Betty asked.\n\nKimberly glanced up and motioned for her to continue.\n\n``This is probably one of the better hook-ups I've gone on because of that stupid website,'' Betty said.\n\nKimberly smirked. ``Glad I could scratch your itch.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Betty sat upon the edge of a sizeable pool. She kicked away at the water, watching the way the purified blue whooshed around her legs.

Across the water was a relative stranger, a mutual found upon one of the more popular aquaphilia boards that she utilized.

Their screenname had been `I'm crazy for bubbles' and they looked like quite the figure.

They were a moose who stood more than six feet tall and had a couple extra inches of height because of the short rack of antlers that sprouted from their head. Their fur was an earthen brown and no hair was present upon their scalp. Though they still had a distinctly feminine body shape, chubby and with a petite bust that was cradled nicely by a one-piece swimsuit. They also had a pretty distinctive bulge under the waistline.

Betty looked down at her own swimsuit, drumming her fingers against the shinny material of her green bikini. She was far more petite than the mammoth across from her though still shapely in all of the right ways. Her fur was a more muted earthy tone, normal for a beaver, and she also had a head of blonde hair that was currently pulled back into a ponytail.

``Nervous,'' the voice across the pool asked.

It was a deep and powerful, fitting for a creature of their stature.

Betty snorted. ``This isn't my first rodeo.''

``I know,'' the moose said. ``I've seen the picture you've posted online. You're into some pretty hardcore stuff.'' They flashed a slight smile. ``Can't believe you actually let someone lock you in a cage and then shove it into the water.''

Betty shivered at the memory, feeling a familiar excitement tingle through her digits.

She sighed fondly. ``Yeah, that was fucking amazing.''

The moose was busy unwinding a length of cord that had become tangled while in storage. Their work was steady and practiced, easily eliminating the many knots at an effective pace.

Part of Betty wondered if she left the rope like that on purpose. It did add a certain showmanship to the experience, a little extra suspense until the ax finally dropped.

Betty's gaze fell back to the water where she noticed that a sizeable stone had been plunged underneath, nestled upon the bottom. It must've weighed at least a hundred pounds and would surely be impossible to move. Though considering her companion that might not have been a totally impossible feat to overcome.

``Do you have a name?'' Betty asked.

The moose smirked. ``Don't feel like using my screenname?''

``It's a bit of a mouthful,'' Betty teased.

``My real name is Kimberly,'' the moose apparently known as Kimberly said. ``What about you?''

``Betty,'' Betty replied.

Kimberly smirked. ``Online culture is weird.'' They grunted as they pulled out an especially stiff knot. ``Got you out here to literally drown you and we haven't thought about exchanging real names yet.'' They chuckled. ``You got to admit that's a little funny.''

Betty nodded. ``A little bit.''

Kimberly finally made an accomplished noise as the last of the knots finally came free. They held up the rope triumphantly before looking across the pool at Betty.

``Are you ready?'' they asked.

Betty grinned. ``As ready as I'll ever be.''

She sunk into the water and swam towards the rock. It was in a shallower part of the pool, meaning she was able to stand upon the bottom with her head above water.

Kimberly, meanwhile, had most of their torso out of the water as they stood next to the rock.

Betty hadn't been paying attention but now Kimberly also held a stainless-steel collar and pair of handcuffs in one their bulky hands. They tossed them over to Betty who caught them, giving them a good look.

``You get the good stuff,'' she commented.

Kimberly smirked. ``I mean when you can afford to splurge on a pool then why not splurge on all of the accessories as well?''

``How does this work?'' Betty asked, looking at the collar.

There was no clear locking mechanism upon it, nor any place to anchor a padlock that would ensure it would remain closed. The only distinctive feature was a very large ring that would hold the rope.

``When you clasp it shut, a key will pop out of the back,'' Kimberly instructed. ``It'll unlock as soon as you place it back inside. So, that'd normally be your safety just in case you need to tap out.''

``Tap out?'' Betty smirked. ``I don't think you know me.''

``No, but I generally do this with more rational people,'' Kimberly teased. ``If you'd like you could always hand the key to me.''

Betty pulled on the collar, loving the way the cool metal felt against her warm coat. It was sized decently well for someone of her stature and Betty briefly wondered if this moose owned several models for bigger or smaller patrons.

As promised, as she secured the collar in place, something popped out in the back and she felt a small round key against her fingers. She pulled it out and looked at it. It looked vaguely like a locker key though about half as big, just the ideal thing to lose if she wasn't careful.

``Catch,'' Betty said, tossing it to her companion.

Kimberly snatched it out of the air with ease.

They then smirked and rolled the key between their knuckles. ``You're putting a lot of faith in me.''

``I think it's hotter that way,'' Betty chided.

``Would you believe me if I told you that you're not the first person to tell me that?'' Kimberly asked.

Betty nodded. ``Knowing the freaks who are into this? I totally would.''

She watched as Kimberly drew forth a fob from their swimsuit. It was made of metal and already had another key attached to it. This fob seemed to be magnetic as the collar's little key soon snapped to it as well.

Kimberly slipped it back into their swimsuit and then dove underwater, floating around the heavy stone submerged at the bottom. They worked at it for a few moments before rising with the end of the rope in hand.

Betty could see that the rope had now been fed through an anchor point on the rock, securing it in place with plenty of weight.

Her heart started to beat a little faster as she noticed the stoic look that her companion was giving her. This was a moose who knew this game and knew it well. Someone who wasn't going to pussy out at the first sign of trouble.

At least, hopefully not.

It wasn't easy finding someone like that, wasn't easy at all. There was a certain kind of semi-sociopath that was needed for this and this moose seemed to be one of the rare souls that filled this role genuinely well.

At least, if appearances and posturing were to be believed.

``Last chance to back out,'' Kimberly warned.

God their voice sounded so grave, so serious, so intense...

``Not a chance,'' Betty shot back.

Kimberly nodded and approached, placing a bulky hand upon Betty's shoulder. Their fingers were large but nimble as they started to thread the rope through the loop in the front of the collar. They worked quickly, tying an intricate knot that looked both showy and sturdy enough for what they needed.

``Mind if I get a little indulgent?'' they asked.

There was a small smile upon their lips and a playful glint in their eye.

``I don't know what I could do to stop you,'' Betty replied, sticking out her tongue.

Kimberly nodded and hooked a finger under the fabric of Betty's bikini top and tore it away in one fluid motion. Betty shivered as she felt the moose's gaze upon her bare breasts, feeling an excitement start to smolder within her chest.

``Always thought doing this topless was hotter,'' they quipped.

Betty smirked. ``You know me far too well.''

Kimberly glanced towards the handcuffs and Betty got the message, folding her hands behind her back and fiddling with them. This wasn't her first rodeo by any stretch of the imagination as she managed to bind both of her wrists in a matter of seconds.

Betty even tugged upon them for good measure, ensuring that they were locked firmly in place. Her wrists didn't budge and she knew for a fact that she was completely and utterly helpless in the face of the behemoth before her.

An extremely appealing position to be in.

``Okay for real this is your last chance to back out,'' Kimberly warned.

Sadly, this behemoth seemed just a mite too kind for her liking.

Betty snorted. ``Not getting cold feet, are you?''

``Not a chance,'' Kimberly retorted. ``I just know a few of my playmates have in the past.'' They winked at Betty. ``Just want to make sure that everyone is going to enjoy themselves, you know?''

They moved away from Betty and stepped over to the other side of the rock. Once in position, they ducked back underwater, coming up a moment later with the other end of the rope. The two of them now stood at an impasse, with Betty waiting for the moose to make the first move.

Kimberly's smile grew as they slowly started to coil the rope around their hand. Inch by inch, it wound tighter and tighter.

Betty waited with bated breath, shivering as she noticed the rope start to shorten underwater, pulling through the anchor point on the stone. The moose had showmanship, knowing just how to drag this moment out to the most painful degree.

Then the rope grew taut and Betty froze.

Kimberly proved to be as strong as they looked. They started to pull on the rope and it drew Betty downwards, towards the water.

Betty's cheek soon touched the crystal-clear surface with the water rippling against her skin. She drew in a series of short breaths, knowing what was coming any second now.

Then she sucked in a deep one, just in time for Kimberly to yank hard.

Betty broke through the surface and was now underwater. The downward force didn't stop until she was upon her knees, anchored firmly in place at the bottom of the pool. She could hardly move against the rope, unable to get so much as a single inch of freedom in any direction other than further down.

She stayed calm, however.

After all, this wasn't her first time doing something like this. Far from it, in fact.

Betty knew that panicking would just waste her precious reserves of oxygen. So, she concentrated on remaining still and hoping that the moose didn't prove too cruel.

Kimberly slackened the rope a little, taking some of the pressure off. But Betty knew this game, knew that she'd only be given a little bit of a freedom. It was a taunt, a tease, something meant to torment her. The illusion of salivation, the false promise of escape.

If she were to go for the surface, it would be robbed from her in an instant.

The seconds continued to drag along, coming one after another. Slowly, a warmth began to blossom in Betty's breast. It was the first embers of a proper burn though it still had plenty of fuel to go through before it reached such a point.

Betty squirmed a little in her bondage, testing it. She knew the seconds were starting to mount but tried to remain carefree.

After all, what was the point of struggling until she was absolutely certain that she needed air.

A burst of bubbles escaped her mouth, breaching the surface. She wondered if Kimberly enjoyed them, considering their screenname, so she let out another burst of precious air as a way to test it. It was hard to read the moose's expression from below the surface but Betty swore that she saw a smile.

Slowly the idle ache started to kindle into a proper fire. It grew more and more intense with every passing moment until the ache became a genuine pain. The seconds must've surely started to meld into minutes at this point.

Betty tugged at the handcuffs but they didn't budge, not even a little. She started to squirm and utilized all the freedom she was given. Though sadly this freedom didn't bring her any closer to the surface or breathing.

The moose proved to have quite some resolve as she didn't budge in the slightest. There was no mercy to be found as their steely grip, ensuring that Betty remained underwater.

The ache continued to mount and caught into a proper flame. Stale bubbles broke free from Betty's mouth and erupted towards the surface. A darkened tinge started to form around the edges of her vision, a creeping edge of breathlessness that didn't bode well for her.

That's when the panic really set in, that tipping point where idle fantasy came crashing into the barrier known as reality. Betty attempted to thrash about but she was up against a massive moose who could probably restrain her with a single hand alone.

Another frantic burst of bubble erupted from her lips and rushed towards the surface. She attempted to scream but that only resulted in more of her precious air being expelled for very little reward as the sheets of water muffled her peril.

This was it. This was the...

The rope slackened and Betty bounded for the surface. She broke through and gasped for breath, hacking and coughing through the water as she did so. Her world was a cascade of panicked fixations, trying to bring some semblance of calm to her frantic mind.

``Fuck!'' Betty yelped.

Kimberly chuckled. ``Good?''

``I thought you were going to drown me,'' Betty hissed.

Slowly, the panic edged away and a calm settled in to replace it. Though an idle worry still lingered in the back of her mind. It was the part of her brain which claimed to be common sense, a usually underrepresented partner in her psyche.

``That was kind of the plan,'' Kimberly teased, playfully sticking out their tongue.

Betty shook her head. ``Just... holy fuck.''

``Intense?'' Kimberly asked. ``It looked pretty intense.''

``How long was I under?'' Betty asked.

Kimberly hummed. ``Close to four minutes? You beavers have one hell of a lung capacity.''

Betty bit her lip. ``Do you have a stopwatch?''

Kimberly nodded and let go of the rope, wadding back towards the edge of the pool. They soon reached it and rifled through their tool kit until they drew out a stopwatch. With it in hand, they came back over.

``I have a feeling that I already know what you want this for,'' they teased. ``But let's hear it.''

Betty drew in a breath. ``Six minutes. I don't want you to let me up for six minutes.''

``Six minutes?'' Kimberly asked, cocking a brow. ``I hope you know that I have no idea how to hide a body.''

``I can handle it,'' Betty said, hoping that her smile was convincing. ``I promise.''

Kimberly looked unsure but pushed some buttons on the device, punching in six minutes' worth of time. They then hung the stopwatch over their neck and grabbed the rope once again.

With it in hand, they steeled their grip and nodded towards Betty.

Betty drew in a deep breath, not stopping until her lungs were nearly bursting. She then nodded back and Kimberly pulled firmly on the rope, plunging her back into the water.

Once more, she settled at the bottom, upon her knees, feeling the slowness of time course around her. As with before, she willed her mind away from panicking, knowing that doing so was completely pointless. Either she'd last the full six minutes or she wouldn't.

How do you find yourself in these kinds of situations?

Betty would've snorted if air wasn't such a precious commodity.

A fucked-up libido that takes a very specific kind of cruelty to sate.

Time continued to tick away, the seconds surely going along at quite a clip. Once more, the burn returned to her chest. It was the mild ache that came with the early stages of asphyxiation.

Betty tensed and fought through the urge to struggle. This wasn't like last time, there was now a hard time limit in place and no room to fool around.

A little burst of bubbles sprung forth and a panic seized at the back of her mind for being so wasteful.

She squirmed a little and looked up, seeing the ever-stoic moose staring down at her. Their expression seemed cold and calculating, devoid of mercy.

The burn continued to intensify, growing more and more potent with every passing second. Soon the ache became a genuine pain once again. It brought her back to where her vision started to tint around the edges and narrow in due to darkness.

A fresh heat blossomed in her crotch and if she wasn't already submerged, she'd be soaking her bikini with lust.

Kimberly's grip tightened and the rope tensed, pulling Betty even closer to the pool's floor and forcing her to hunch forwards slightly. The position wasn't comfortable and put even more pressure upon her poor aching lungs.

How much time had gone by?

Surely, they must've been getting close to a full six minutes?

Yet, the reality seemed to be woefully different as the rope didn't slacken and the pressure remained.

Betty couldn't help it as she unleashed another burst of bubbles. They spewed forth so violently and she willed herself into believing that they only contained stale air, only a toxin that needed to be expelled.

Her chest began to quiver as her diaphragm attempted to suck in water, something that would've surely end things on a permanent basis. She fought against it, trying to stop her body from performing one of its most instinctual functions.

Air...

Air!

AIR!

She needed air.

And that's when the panic set in, when the thrashing started. Betty pulled against the cord with all her might though there was nothing that she could do to effectively fight against it. It remained taut and strong, the moose ensuring that it didn't budge even an inch.

Betty's vision continued to grow fuzzy and darkened further, narrowing to little more than pinpricks.

Her lungs wanted to explode and expel the toxin that had saturated them so utterly. Except there was nothing to replace it with but the cool water that surrounded her on every side.

The rope remained unrelenting as her struggle intensified further, bleeding through those final reserves of oxygen that she still held onto. These were the little wisps of breath that held her back from certain doom.

Though as the reality of death became apparently a strange calm dawned upon her. The panic faded and a euphoric high, borne from breathlessness, came in to replace it. This was a strange nirvana and one that felt alarmingly familiar.

There was peace as her chest continued to shudder and body grew weaker and weaker.

Then the cord loosened and Betty's survival instincts kicked into gear. She broke through the surface and gasped for breath, feeling a thunder come crashing down upon her. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she tried to remain above the water.

In the distance, she swore that she could hear the beep of a stopwatch. As she slowly came back into the moment, she noticed that Kimberly was studying her.

``I didn't think you were going to make it,'' they quipped.

Their tone was scarily dry.

Betty continued to breath, bringing some semblance of order back to her mind. ``You're a sadist.''

``Only when an adequate masochist is offered,'' Kimberly commented, throwing off a tight smile. ``That was very fun to watch, by the way.''

``Glad I could entertain you,'' Betty quipped

Kimberly let go of the rope and it floated in the water, slowly sinking below the surface. They then made their way over and pulled out the magnetic fob, pulling the collar's key off of it.

With care, they unlatched the collar and Betty was finally free, stumbling backwards and away from the stone.

Kimberly then grabbed the little key for the handcuffs and came up behind her, fiddling with the locks until her hands were free.

Once they were, Betty let out a sigh of relief, realizing how stiff the bondage had been. She pulled her arms in front of herself and massaged at her wrists. This is when she noticed that she'd chaffed them raw, likely due to her panicked thrashing.

``I have a first aid kit,'' Kimberly murmured as they noticed these wounds.

They wadded back over to the side of the pool.

Betty chuckled and followed after them. ``Are you already finished with me?''

``I mean you seemed to have reached your limits,'' Kimberly replied, flashing a small smile. ``I wasn't lying when I said I'd like to avoid hiding a body. We can continue things after dinner.''

Aww, you're letting me stay over for dinner?'' Betty teased, batting her lashes. ``I've never been invited over for dinner before.''

Kimberly shook their head. ``I mean it only feels right. Can't very well nearly drown a girl and then send her home hungry.''

``What did you cook?'' Betty asked.

Kimberly reached the side of the pool. ``Just a simple vegetable stew with some homemade bread.''

``Homemade bread and simple don't belong in the same sentence,'' Betty joked.

Kimberly shrugged. ``I like to cook.''

They grabbed the first aid kit and popped it open. It took a moment but one by one they laid out the medical supplies, grabbing everything they'd need to attend to their guest's wounds.

``You know what?'' Betty asked.

Kimberly glanced up and motioned for her to continue.

``This is probably one of the better hook-ups I've gone on because of that stupid website,'' Betty said.

Kimberly smirked. ``Glad I could scratch your itch.''

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