Drowning for Dollars


Posted by Can't Say on April 11, 1999 at 17:40:42:

Drowning for Dollars

Kate had volunteered for this for two reasons. The first and most important war it would raise more than $3,000,000 for the refugees of Kosavo. Two because this was her ultimate fantasy from the time she was a teenager. She stood off stage in her long coat with nothing underneath. "Ladies and Gentlemen," The MC was saying to the audience who had paid $100,000 a head to see the show. "Welcome to our show. I'd like to introduce you to Kate who is willing to give her life for your entertainment and for the relief of the Kosavo refugees. Kate come on out!"

Kate walked out and the spotlight shone down on her. She smiled and waived to the audience. "This is the Tank," He went on indicating the 6 foot tall tank. It was made from clear Plexiglas and had a red hose running up the side and into the tank. On top was a cage door with a lock. "Kate why don't you show these guys what you have and jump into the tank?" Music started and she sexily removed her coat then climbed the ladder and leaped into the tank. Inside the tank she danced and pressed herself into the plastic side of the tank. "Now the greatest part of the show folks. The part you can take part in. Would anyone like to join Kate in the tank?" 7 or 8 people raised their hands and stood up. One woman caught here eye. "Ok Kate your choice." Kate knew who she wanted and pointed at the woman. She jumped up onto the stage taking off her cloths as she went. She was great. Perfect body! She stopped at the MC for a quick interview. "What's your name young lady?" "I'm Barbanne." She told him. "Well Barbanne, you do know what it means to join Kate. You know what's going to happen right?" He asked. The rule for these snuff shows was every victim was strictly voluntary. The HAD to know what was going to happen. Barbanne looked lustfully at Kate in the tank and said in a lusty whisper, "A watery death." "Ok jump in." Barbanne climbed the ladder and jumped in with Kate. Kate hugged her and they kissed rubbing their bodies together. The gate crashed shut and was locked. Then they noticed there feet were covered in water. Barbanne went down on her knees and began to like Kate's pussy. She used her finger to get inside Kate. Kate threw back her head and cried out in pleasure. Barbanne inserted two more fingers, then four. Soon Kate was open enough and Barbanne put in her entire hand to the wrist. Kate came hard trapping Barbanne's hand for a moment. She slipped her hand out and stood up. The tank was filling up now. The water was up to mid calf as Kate went down on Barbanne. Kate had to quit as the water reached to Barbanne's cunt. Kate stood up and kissed her new friend. The continued to grope each other as the water got higher and higher. They were floating now holding on to the cage roof of the tank. They had to fight for air now. They spat water as the gab of air waned smaller and smaller. Then it was gone. Kate and Barbanne kissed until there last breath was gone then the panic hit. They beat the cage top in vain splashing water onto the floor. Barbanne went first. She exhaled in a torrent of bubbles then pulled in the water. She felt the cool water rush down her windpipe and into her lungs. She convulsed with coughing. Then she was still. Kate nearly came watching it. Finally Kate exhaled and drowned too. The MC let the bodies float lifeless in the tank as a roar of advance. It had been a good show. The lesbian tryst had been great.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to thank you all for coming tonight and I'm sure the refugees will greatly appreciate the money you have so graciously paid out for tonight's show. Next week we have a hanging lined up. You're all welcome to attend. Only $100,000 a head and the money always goes to a great cause. GOODNIGHT FOLKS." After the people had filed out the bodies were removed from the tank and prepared for sail to the Cannibal restraint. The tank was drained and cleaned for it's next use and the stage crew began tearing down the seascape set and getting the stage ready for next weeks show.

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