Sarah

[qslvr2000]

I wrote this story several years ago. It was inspired by my encounter with the type of mud
described in the story. It was almost like dried clay and, unlike most other mud bogs I had
been in, I could pull myself completely under standing up. I could only spend a couple of seconds that way since the pressure of the mud was incredible. I could only breath normally again
when the mud was below my rib cage. Some of you might remember this story.

Sarah by qslv2000
(mud, f, grim)

Sarah pushed through the chain link fence that surrounded the old quarry. She had explored it several weeks ago and found that one of the pits contained very deep, very thick mud. This discovery had not only awakened her old deep sinking fantasy but had turned into an obsession. She had spent the time until today gathering her fetishes that were now resting in her backpack. An extreme goth she had painted her face white before leaving her car. She had painted dark circles around her eyes, painted her lips black and colored her high cheekbones with black powder. As a final touch she put on inverted cross earrings, an inverted cross necklace and custom fitted vampire fangs.

She walked the half mile down to the pit and stared hungrily at the thick black mud. A couple of wooden pallets had been placed out in the mud. She pulled an old stump out to the end of the pallets and opened her backpack.

She pulled her t-shirt over her head, kicked off her sneakers and dropped her shorts beside the shoes. The first thing she pulled out of her pack was rubber shorts with a double vibrator butt dildo, a motorized triple vagina dildo and a clitoris vibrator built in. She lubricated the dildos and gently put the shorts on forcing the dildos deep inside her.

She then put on her favorite torn spiderweb stockings.

She then took out her thigh high black ballet boots. These forced the toes into a sharp point with only a slender spike at the heels for support. She laced each one up to the knees and then, straightening her legs laced them up the rest of the way.

She then put on her black tight corset, forcing her breasts up high and out. She adjusted the crotch strap to force the clit vibrator tightly against it. She placed a belt around her waist that held the battery pack for the vibrators. She would be running them at 150 percent of their design voltage so they would burn out quickly but they didn't need to run long.

She then put on her full-length black latex gloves. These had been modified with thick latex webbing between the fingers so that she could pull herself down easier.

She removed the last two items from her backpack, stuffed her other clothes into it along with a few convenient rocks and threw it far out into the mud and watched until it had sunk out of sight. She wouldn't need them anymore.

The last two items were a thick black tall bondage collar which forced her head into an upright straight position and a ring gag which would force her mouth open and allow the mud to enter.

She buckled and locked the collar into place and, opening her mouth wide, forced the gag behind her fangs.

She took an unsteady step to the end of the pallets. The collar prevented her from looking down to mud. She plugged the vibrators into the battery back and gasped as they went to work. She almost came right then but flexed here knees as much as they could and took a short jump into the mud.

The ballet boots offered no resistance to the mud and she immediately sank to her waist. Her body was shivering in sexual excitement as she pumped her legs up and down as much as the boots permitted. In no time at all she was up to her armpits. She was already finding it difficult to breathe with the weight of the mud on her chest. The vibrators were driving her to a sexual frenzy.

She thrust her arms deep into the mud, spread her fingers wide and pulled herself down until her chin rested on the surface of the mud.

Her breath was coming in short gasps, her painted face a sharp contrast to the black mud. She knew she didn't have much time. The mud would suffocate her in just a few moments.

Her body writhing in orgasmic joy, she pushed her hands a deeply as she could, took a deep breath and pulled herself under the mud, Her chest was threatening to implode as she pulled herself even deeper. The surface of the mud rippling in time to the orgasms that wracked her body.

The pressure of the mud forced it into her mouth and down her throat as a final orgasmic jolt hit her as she faded away, nothing left but an indentation in the mud's surface that would even out in time.

[hadomountain]

wow really enjoyed this

[PM2K]

I remember this from some time ago. Thanks for the repost. It and a number of others (Cleo and Join Us) are favorites of mine.

[Stephymink]

I remember this from way back when. Nice to see it again! Thank you!