Executing Leann

By Jack Silver

I just can’t believe how nervous I was when Iliana called me up and told me that I had been selected. I was going to have the opportunity to kill Leann Joy. If I wanted it. Iliana informed me that I had one hour to make up my mind. If I declined, the opportunity would go to some other member of our little group.

I poured a margarita and went out on the porch that overlooks the Atlantic Ocean. It was sunny, but kind of hazy, and the ocean merged into the sky, obscuring the horizon. I felt just like that – hazy, obscured. I knew that I was at a turning point in my life. I thought I had been prepared for it, but now that it was here, it seemed almost too big to handle.

I opened the binder that I had received at our last meeting and looked at the pictures of Leann Joy once again. God she is so beautiful. That was all I could think. I couldn’t really see myself killing her. I’ve always had a thing for older women. They are usually so gentle and wise, and they make me feel like a young and naughty boy. They make me want to roll over and purr like a kitten – or should I say playful lion? – but if I was to kill her, I had to take control. I had to resist the temptation of falling in love with her and becoming her boytoy.

I would like to say that I was hovering in terrible doubt, but that would only be to make myself look better than I really am. Deep down, I knew that I would do it. I have always known. For my whole life I have lived on the edge. I live on the edge of the ocean and on the edge of society. I never fit in. I’m always pushing myself into more and more extreme sports, and on top of that I’ve chosen a pretty dangerous career.

I knew I had to do it, simply because I wanted to. It would be the ultimate thrill and I’ve always wanted to see a sexy girl drown. That was how I planned to kill her. She should drown. My doubts were not really about whether I should do it or not, simply how – how should I do it, and how did I admit to myself that I really was going to take another person’s life? At last I realised that I was only pretending to be confused, trying to make myself believe that I had not already made the choice. I swallowed the drink and called Iliana back.

She sounded very pleased that I had decided to kill Leann, but not at all surprised. It was like she was expecting it. She informed me that we would have to do things a little differently this time, as Leann didn’t really want to become a model. She had only gone to that audition at the modelling agency for fun, so they couldn’t lure her to my place by pretending that I was a photographer.

Instead she would tell Frank to go and get her for me. He would drug her, and bring her unconscious body to me. Then everything else would be up to me. I asked her to bring Leann to the small shop I own up in the village. Since they would be arriving late in the evening, as they had to drive all the way from New York, the shop would be empty and if they drove around to the back, nobody would see anything.

It was still only 10 in the morning, so I decided that I would go up to the shop and do a bit of work. I didn’t expect much business, but then I could test some new equipment that I had just received - and prepare for my big night.

I closed the shop at five in the afternoon. There had actually been a few customers – a few of them just browsing, one had bought a led belt, but one had bought a full suit and tanks. So it had actually been a good day, turnover wise. I had also had a bit of time to play with a new diver clock, which could be hooked up to a computer, so it could replay all data recorded during the dive – such as time, temperature, pulse and oxygen level. Pretty nifty thing. I had also prepared a few things for the evening to come, so when I heard a car pull into the small yard behind the shop, at about nine in the evening, I was all ready.

“Good evening, Mr. Silver, my name is Frank.” A young man grinned to me, as he was climbing out of the seat of his car – an old blue Dodge convertible.

“Good. I have been expecting you. Four seat Dodge Dart 1964?” I ventured a guess.

“Yes sir.” Frank said and smiled proudly.

“It looks great.” I noted.

“Thank you, sir. I have a package for you. Courtesy of Iliana.” Frank grinned and flipped the driver’s seat forward, so we could access the small back seats. Across the seats lay a brown blanket, wrapped tightly around something large and bumpy. We carried it in the back door, and put it down inside the small workshop, which lies behind the shop room.

“Well, enjoy.” Frank grinned as he walked back to his car. “And don’t hesitate to call me when you’re done, even if it’s very late or early in the morning. I don’t mind at all.”

“Thank you.” I said, but he had already slammed the door shut and was half way out the driveway. I guess he was not really the chatty type.

I felt almost like a little kid a Christmas, as I walked back into the workshop, locking the door behind me, as well as the door to the shop room, and drawing the two small curtains to the back yard. I flicked on the light and turned my attention to the ‘package’ that Frank had delivered. My heart was beating like crazy, and I felt a strange tingling sensation in my whole body. My hands were trembling as I reached out to unwrap my present.

I unwrapped the carpet and suddenly Leann was laying on the carpet in front of me in all her glory! Damn, she was just as perfectly shaped as I had imagined, and even more beautiful than on the pictures. She was wearing a tight, white tank top and white jeans, and her ankles and wrists were held together by plastic strips. She was laying on her back, and her large breasts expanded the fabric of the tank top perfectly, as they moved up and down, in sync with her slow and peaceful breath.

She was obviously still unconscious. I had no idea how long it would take for her to wake up, but I decided not to waste the time. I reached out with my left hand and cupped her right breast. It felt wonderful in my hand - large, round and surprisingly firm. I grabbed the lower rim of the tank top and pulled it up, revealing first her flat, beautiful stomach, then the fleshy mounds of her gorgeous breasts. I reached out again, this time with both of my hands, grabbing them, squeezing them, kneading them like playdough. I’m pretty sure she’d had them fixed, but they still felt pretty amazing!

Suddenly she moaned. It wasn’t very loud, but it was enough to make me almost hit the ceiling. I immediately let go of her tits, pulled her tank top down again and starred at her face, my heart racing like crazy. She moved her lips a little bit, and I could see her eyeballs moving slightly under her eyelids. She was waking up! This was it! Now it was time to meet my victim – the woman who would fulfil all my fantasies! I’d never felt so excited in my entire life!

“Who are you?” The woman whispered in a weak and trembling voice. “Where am I?”

“I’m Jack and this is my workshop.” I said and smiled to her. She looked around without moving her body. Then she seemed to notice that her wrists and ankles were tied.

“Am I your prisoner?” She asked, her voice already a bit stronger, but obviously also more scared. “You are not taking me back are you? Back to my husband I mean.”

“Relax, Leann, I can promise you that you’ll never see your husband again. I know how you ran away, determined to start a new life on your own, and I want you to know that I both respect and admire that.” I said. Then it suddenly struck me that she had been laying in the back of a car for more than ten hours. “I’m sorry, Leann, I’m not thinking here. Would you like some water? I guess you must be thirsty.”

“I’m completely parched. Water would be nice. How can you know so much about me and why have you brought me her?” Leann insisted, while I went out into the small bathroom where I filled a plastic cup with water.

“You went to an audition at a modelling agency. I know the person who interviewed you.” I explained, while I knelt down besides her with the water. I put my free arm around her and helped her to sit up. Then I brought the cup up to her lips. She emptied it quickly. She was sitting right beside me, and I couldn’t help noticing the sweet and warm scent of her hair and her perfume.

“But what on earth am I doing here?” She asked when she had emptied the cup. She stared into my eyes. Our faces were less then a foot apart. I had to fight hard to resist the urge to kiss her.

“Leann, you are so incredibly beautiful. I have never seen a woman like you.” I whispered. “I can’t believe you’re over forty.”

“Oh my God, have you kidnapped me just so you can gawk at me?” Leann hissed. “Are you some kind of pervert?”

“Please, Leann, I know you are both confused and upset. I don’t want to fight with you. I want to get to know you, that’s all.” I implored. I really didn’t like to see her so angry.

“It’s one hell of a way that you have chosen to do it then!” She continued in her irate voice. “Abduction is a federal offence! If you wanted to get to know me, why on earth couldn’t you just call me on the phone? The agency has my number.”

“It’s a long story, Leann.” I started. “You know, I…”

“And I would love to hear it, but I really need to go to the bathroom.” Leann interrupted me. “Could you please remove these damn strips?”

I had to consider that for a moment. I didn’t want to have to take her to the bathroom, but than again, I was concerned that she would run away. Fortunately there are no windows in the bathroom, so I decided to simply remove the key from the door. When I walked back to Leann, I saw one of my diving knives laying on a bench – I think I brought it back to the workshop to open a package or something. I picked it up and knelt down besides Leann.

“So now you are armed as well?” She asked while staring at the knife.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” I said. Then I cut the plastic strips. She sat there for a moment, rubbing her ankles and wrists. They had deep, red lines where the strips had cut into her skin.

“I’m sorry about the rough treatment. I never meant for them to hurt you.” I said and helped her to stand up, while still clutching the diving knife in my right hand, just in case she would try something.

“Oh, that’s right; you’re not the one who attacked me.” Leann said, while staring quizzically at my face. “I only just remembered now. Some guy grabbed me and pressed a stinking piece of cloth to my face. Well, I guess I’ll get the full story in a moment.”

Then she hurried out into the bathroom, leaving me a lone in the workshop. I felt a bit ill at ease. I hadn’t thought this through. She seemed very nice, in spite of her outburst of anger – which I had to admit was pretty justified, given the circumstances – and she seemed much more confident and unperturbed by the events than I had imagined. It only made me respect her even more. How could I possibly kill her?

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom. She had fixed up her hair a bit, and she had a wide smile on her face. She walked straight over to me and stood in front of me. I sensed that she had changed her tactics – she was up to something.

“Jack, I’m sorry that I was angry before. I was just a bit shocked about what was going on.” Leann said and smiled. She was standing very close – so close that I could feel the warmth from her body and her breath on my chest. “It’s really kind of sweet when you think about it.” She continued. “I mean, you going through all this trouble to bring me here, just so that you can get to know me. You seem like a nice guy, Jack. So young and handsome - and muscular too. Do you work out?”

“I… well… yea, a bit. I also swim a lot. I’m a diver.” I stammered. Her hand was on my arm. She got even closer. She smelled so nice. How could she smell so nice, after having spent the whole day in the backseat of a car?

“I sort of figured that out.” She whispered - her face now only inches from mine. “What do you really want, Jack? Why did you really bring me here?”

“As I said… oh!” I whispered as she kissed me on the neck. Then she pulled away again. She took something from her pocket and held it up in front of my face.

“I found this in the bathroom.” She said. In her hand she held a small, square piece of cellophane wrapping. I was one of the condoms that I keep in the small cabinet in the bathroom. Leann smiled. “If I let you use it, will you let me go?”

I didn’t know what to say. I was totally taken by surprise by this turn of events. Was she really serious, or was she just playing some sort of game? All I could do was nod.

“That’s great, Jack. I’ll make sure you’ll remember this evening forever.” Leann purred, while let her hands run up and down her own thighs, stomach and chest. She was so sexy that I immediately got hard. Leann smiled widely when she noticed the obvious bulge in my pants.

“Since you want to get to know me, let me tell you a bit more about myself.” Leann continued, while still touching herself on top of her clothes. “I left my husband because he was seeing several girls. And I do mean girls. They were all between 18 and 24. It hurt me. It made me feel old and unattractive. That’s why I went to that audition. I didn’t want to become a model; I just wanted to feel sexy. Do you understand?”

Again all I could do was nod. My heart was pounding, my palms were sweaty and my erection was so hard and tight in my pants that it hurt.

“That’s also why I’m not really mad at you, Jack. I mean, what you did was wrong, very wrong. I hope you realise that, but it also made me feel desired. I mean a good looking guy like you. I guess you can have any young girl you want, and still you went through all that trouble to get me here.” Leann was swaying gently back and forth as she spoke. Then she grabbed the lower rim of her tank top and pulled it off in one graceful movement. She let it drop to the floor, and then grabbed hold of her own breasts, lifting them up with both of her hands.

“A woman needs to feel desired. Wanted. Sexy. You make me feel like that, Jack.” She purred and grabbed hold of the belt in her jeans. “Do you want me? Do you, Jack?”

“More than you can possibly imagine!” I whispered. “You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my life. I’m not just flattering you. It’s true. I almost can’t believe that this is happening!”

“Believe it, Jack.” Leann whispered and pulled the belt from her jeans. Then she undid the buttons, and slowly - while bending forward only in her hips - pushed them down over her perfect ass and her long, slender legs. When she stood up again, she threw her hair back over her face. With a warm smile, she stepped out of the jeans and towards me. I felt like I was going to explode! She was standing right in front of me, wearing nothing but a small, red thong!

She leaned forward, kissed me on the cheek a few times, before her sweet, soft lips moved down my neck. When she reached the collar of my shirt, her fingers found the buttons, and undid them from the top down, while she showered my chest and stomach with kisses. I moaned with anticipation when her fingers undid my belt buckle and unzipped my pants.

“Oh lord, you’re so big and wonderful!” Leann moaned as pulled down my pants and boxers, and my huge erection sprung to attention. She sniffed it cautiously. Then she smiled. “And clean too. I love that in a man. A nice, big, clean cock!”

With those words, she opened her mouth wide and moved her face in over my cock. Only when the head of my dick presses against the back of her mouth did she close her lips and press her tongue against the full length of my shaft. It was an incredibly wonderful sensation! All of a sudden, it was as if a wet warmth engulfed me. I had to try to remember the correct ascension time for a hundred metre dive (five minutes, plus two one minute decompression stops, for a total of seven minutes) to avoid exploding in her mouth.

“Oh yea, that’s wonderful!” I moaned and felt climax approaching fast.

“I’m just getting you in the mood, boy!” Leann giggled as she pulled away from me. “We wouldn’t want you to spend all your energy in my mouth now would we?”

“No. I want to be inside you!” I said eagerly. Leann pulled the cellophane off the condom and placed it over head of my cock. Kissing and sucking my shaft, she gentle rolled it on.

“There we are. Now come and get me!” Leann giggled and rolled back onto the blanket, while she pulled her thong off. I quickly kicked off my pants and boxers, left the diving knife on the table behind me, and knelt down between Leann’s wonderful legs.

Her perfect, shaved pussy gleamed at me, shiny from the moisture that had covered her labia and the inside of her thighs. She was wet and horny and I could both see and smell it! I leaned forward, and she grabbed hold of my cock, guiding it towards her warm entry. When I felt the soft, yielding sensation of her labia, I thrust forward and buried myself in her. We both groaned in pleasure!

Her breasts, the sexy look in her eyes as I fucked her, her horny moans and screams, the twitching of her legs – it was too much for me to endure for any extended period of time. Within minutes, I screamed out in orgasm as powerful convulsions rippled through my body, forcing me to pump hard into her sweet pussy. When I was done, I slowly crawled backwards a few feet and buried my face in her pussy, sucking, kissing and licking until she too screamed in ecstasy. Panting and moaning, we snuggled up in each others arms, totally satisfied and totally relaxed.

“Oh boy that was wonderful.” Leann purred and nuzzled against my chest. “You really made me feel like a woman, Jack.”

“Silly you, Leann. You are a woman, a wonderful one too. You always have been. You don’t need a punk like me to prove that.” I whispered and kissed her forehead. “I only wish we’d met under other circumstances.”

“You are so sweet, Jack.” Leann said. Then she giggled. “You know, I really do forgive you for the ‘abduction’. I’ll never mention that to anyone. I don’t care how we met. What you have given me is priceless. I want to see you again. Can’t you come to New York next weekend? We could rent a hotel room and go crazy. Just spend the entire weekend in bed - or in the bubble bath, or on the floor, or pressed against the wall of the elevators – whatever you prefer.”

“I’m afraid it’s not that easy, Leann.” I said and felt a tingling sensation spread through my entire body. I knew what I had to do and I wanted to do it. I couldn’t just blurt it out. I had to build up to it, I had to try and make it a class act. She really deserved as much.

“What do you mean?” She asked, raising herself up on one of her elbows and giving me a concerned look. “Was this just a one time thing? Don’t you want to see me again? I want you to be my boy toy, Jack. I want you to be my hot stud lover.”

“And I’m truly flattered, Leann, trust me.” I said and kissed her lips. “But given the circumstances of our meeting here, I’m afraid that will be out of the question.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Well, you never did get around to giving me the ‘full story’, did you?” She giggled and snuggled up against me again. “Well, you can give it to me now. I’m not going anywhere until tomorrow morning.”

“That’s just it, baby, I think you are. But it won’t be to New York.” I said and smiled crookedly.

“What are you talking about, Jack.” Leann whispered and kissed my neck. “You sound so serious.”

“Well, I am, Leann. What I’m going to tell you now is going to upset you. A lot. I just want you to remember the wonderful time we have just spent together.” I said and turned towards her with the diving knife in my hand. I had taken it from the table when she had been dozing off.

“Now you’re scaring me, Jack.” Leann whimpered and stared at the knife. Her sexy, satisfied look faded in an instance, and she looked truly scared. “You’re not going back on our deal, are you? You agreed to let me go if I had sex with you!”

“I have my reasons, Leann. I’m sorry it has to be this way.” I said. She screamed and pulled her arms up in front of her, as if to fend off the knife. I laughed. “No, easy, Leann, I’m not going to stab you. I’m just going to ask you to lie perfectly still. If you do that, you’ll be safe. If you try to run, I’ll bury this knife in your back. Do we agree?”

“Oh Jack, why are you doing this? I want you, don’t you hear me? You don’t have to tie me up or anything.” Leann whispered and smiled again, obviously thinking that she could win me over again. Alas for her, my mind was long made up.

“Just lie still, Leann.” I said and sat down on her knees. She didn’t try to kick me or hit me, she just sat there while I tied up her legs with a piece of rope that had been lying on the floor. When I was almost done, I put the final hoop through a 10 pound metal ball that I use as a diving weight for some of my experiments.

“So I’m your prisoner?” Leann sulked. Then she gave me one of her sexy smiles. “Does that turn you on? Do you want me to be your little slave girl?”

“Please, Leann, this is not a game.” I informed her and got up.

“What the fuck is it then? What are you up to, Jack?” Leann hissed, that angry edge that I had heard earlier returning to her voice. “You tell me what is going on right now!”

“I am going to tell you, Leann. Do you see that large glass tank over there?” I said and nodded towards the ‘wetlab’ of my workshop – the corner where I test various diving equipment under water.

“Yea?” She responded innocently, but I could see deep in her beautiful eyes that she already suspected what would happen.

“I use it for experimenting with various equipment. I also use it for testing suits. That’s why it’s just large enough for a person to get in there.” I explained. “And do you see that faucet in the ceiling, just over the tank? It’s connected to the water tank on the roof.”

“Oh God, you wouldn’t – you couldn’t!” Leann cried and started tearing frantically at the rope I had tied around her ankles.

“I’m afraid I am!” I hissed and grabbed her around the back, while I pressed the knife against her throat. “You leave them ropes alone, or we end it right here and now, Leann.”

“But Jack, I trusted you! I care for you! Don’t you understand?!” Leann sobbed. I put a bit more pressure on the knife, and she let go of the rope. As far as I could see, she hadn’t managed to loosen any of the knots.

“I understand, Leann, and I care for you, I care for you more than you can imagine, but I have to do this.” I said and pulled her up on her feet.

“But why?” She yelped as I grabbed her wrists and forced them round on her back.

“It’s sort of a thing, you know.” I laughed as I tied her wrists together with a smaller rope. I also attached my new diving watch to her left arm and pressed ‘record’ – I wanted to save her dying heartbeat. “I’ve always wanted to see a sexy girl drown – and you are very, very sexy. You’ll be perfect. Just perfect.”

“Oh God, Jack, that is insane! Jack, you’re not going to do it. I know it. You are a kind and loving young man. You would never do something that crazy.” Leann appealed. “You like me, I know you do! I saw it in your eyes and felt it in your touch. You are capable of so much love and tenderness.”

“Do you know why I love you so much, Leann? I love you because you’re going to make my ultimate fantasy come true!” I laughed and pushed Leann gently towards the tank. She tottered towards it, with small penguin steps, because of the rope and ball.

“Jack, for fucks sake, I know you’re not that crazy!” Leann yelled, the urgency of her voice growing ever more intense the closer we got to the tank.

“Well, call me crazy if you will, Leann.” I laughed and reached out for the right side of the tank, which opened up like a door. “It’s your funeral!”

“Are you taking cracks at me now?!” Leann spat and tried to wiggle free - which was an entirely useless exercise. “I expected more of you, Jack. How can you do this to me after what we just shared?”

“Yea, I made love to a condemned woman on the evening of her execution. Pretty sweet when you think about it. I’ll be the last person to ever know you in that way, Leann. I will always remember you.” I said and pushed inside the tank.

“But I’m not a condemned woman and this is not an execution! What you’re doing is murder!” Leann sobbed and stared desperately at me, as I slowly closed the heavy steel and glass door of the tank. “If you do this, you’ll be a killer, Jack! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!”

“You just let me worry about that, Leann. If I was you, I’d worry more about my own situation.” I grinned – I don’t know why I found it all so utterly comical, but I just couldn’t help myself. I was simply enjoying myself too much. “You only have a few minutes left to live, Leann. Don’t you need to take stock of your life and maybe pray a little?”

“Oh God, you asshole! I can’t believe you’re doing this!” Leann screamed as I walked over to the handle on the wall that could release the water.

“Well, to use your own words; believe it.” I said and grabbed the handle. “I’m not kidding, Leann. It’s important that you realise what is really going on here. Your life is about to end. Do you understand the full implications of that?”

“Jack, for Christ’s sake, what do you want me to do? I’ll do anything you want! I’ll be your sex slave. I’ll give you money. Anything!” She sobbed, trying to bargain for her life.

“What I really want from you is the experience of watching you drown, Leann. If you think there is any way you can avoid that fate, you just knock it out of your pretty head right now. In a moment I will turn on the water. It will slowly rise, and as it rises, so will your fear. You’ll hope and beg that the water stops rising, but it won’t. Eventually it will reach your neck. It will continue to rise. It will crawl up your face, until it reached your nose and mouth. Then you’ll get up on your toes and pull your head backwards, while you extend your neck as much as you can, trying to postpone the inevitable. I can’t even begin to describe the fear that you’ll fell when the water covers your mouth and nose.” I explained, while Leann begged and pleaded for her life from within the tank.

“You’ll hold your breath, hoping that something will happen, that the tank will break, that someone will come charging in to rescue you, or that I’ll loose my nerve and let out the water. None of that is going to happen. You’ll just stand there, helpless, holding your breath until the pain in your lungs becomes too intense to endure. You’ll breathe in. You’ll feel the water splash into your mouth and nose and fill up your lungs. But it won’t end there. There will still be a bit of oxygen left in your blood, and your lungs will absorb a tiny bit of oxygen from the water as well. Even after the water has filled you completely, you won’t die immediately. You’ll just feel the pain and fear increasing. I don’t know how it ends, if it stops with an explosion or just fades away. But end it will - and you’ll have to face that horrible truth all alone, Leann. Nobody can help you where you’re going.”

“You bastard, you sick, sick bastard!” Leann screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Now it begins, Leann.” I noted matter of fact - and turned the handle. The water poured from the faucet in above Leann. She screamed as splashed on her shoulder.

“Stop it, Jack, it’s not funny any more!” She cried.

“Maybe not funny exactly, though I do find your helplessness and inability to accept the obvious rather amusing.” I said and got seated on a small bench in the centre of the room, ready to enjoy the show.

“You’re not going through with it, Jack. I’m on to you! You’re just playing with me! Well, congratulations, you got me! Now, can you please let me out?” Leann insisted.

“It’s not a game, Leann. Face it, you’re going to drown.” I said and smiled to the frightened face that starred at me through the heavy glass. The water had reached her ankles already and climbed slowly up her lower legs. “Can you feel the water rising?”

“Yes, I can feel it! Make it stop, Jack, won’t you please make it stop!” She whined. “I’ll make it worth it for you!”

“Well, I prefer the simple life, Leann, so I don’t really need money. If you’re thinking about sex, I already had you, remember? It was great - but don’t you just hate reruns?” I finished that last sentence with a short giggle. It was just too funny. Leann screamed in fear and frustration. Then the tears came.

“Please, dear God, I never meant to hurt anyone! I’ll get back to my children and my husband, I promise, I’ll make it all good again!” Leann cried, staring into the roof above her. “Just don’t let me die! Dear, loving God, I beg you; don’t let me die like this! I don’t deserve it! I’ll make it all alright again! Please let me see my children again! I want to see my children! God, make it stop, make it stop!”

“I don’t think he’s listening, Leann. The water is already covering your knees and still rising.” I pointed out. “Try to make peace with the fact that you’re going to die. You will need every bit of serenity when the water covers your face, or you’ll just explode with panic.”

“You’re just sitting there and enjoying it, aren’t you, you fucking bastard!” Leann roared at the top of her lungs. “Making your snide little comments and feeling all superior and shit! How can you stand yourself, you sick fucking asshole?”

“It’s sad that you spend your last time on earth with anger and grasping at straws, Leann, instead of trying to come to some kind of resolution and clarity about your own fate. I mean, have you had a good life? Are there things that you regret – and how do you make peace with that?”

“So you’re a fucking psychiatrist now, are you?! Well, in case you haven’t made that diagnosis already, I don’t want to die!” Leann cried. I smiled. Even in the face of total fear, she hadn’t lost her sense of humour.

“Well, I sort of picked up on that, Leann, but it’s going to happen, whether you like it or not. There is absolutely nothing you can do to stop it.” I laughed. “Can’t you feel that the water is already up to your sweet, sweet ass? In just a minute or so it will be up to your neck, and in two to three minutes you’ll die. You have to think fast, Leann. Do you really want to waste the final minutes of your life arguing with me?”

That seemed to make the difference. My message was finally getting through to her. She quit screaming and just stood there, tears streaming down her pretty face, her body trembling and with a far away look in her eyes as if she was lost in thought. The water rose ever higher, inch by deadly inch. It just followed the laws of physics, totally unconcerned with the horrible suffering that it would eventually cause.

I felt myself getting hard again. The sight of Leann’s helpless body, standing there in the tank, heading relentlessly towards final oblivion – it turned me on! I leaned back on the bench and grabbed hold of my cock. I started stroking it and felt an excitement and pleasure that I have never felt before. I’m telling you, the thought of her terrible position only made my pleasure so much more intense! It was as if all of her suffering was added to my joy. I’ve never tried anything like that ever before, but damn, it was amazing!

The water had reached Leann’s neck. The serenity she had been displaying for the past minute was slowly fading. She looked at me with a great sadness in her eyes.

“No. It just doesn’t make any sense. It just doesn’t make any sense at all.” She sobbed desperately. “How can I accept to die like this? For what? For your pleasure? It’s insane. It’s simply insane! I want to see my children again. I abandoned them in rage, though they were not to blame for my husband’s escapades. I can’t say goodbye until I’ve made peace with them. Please, Jack, I beg you! Please! I’m not ready!”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Leann, because the water is already climbing up your beautiful neck. In just a few seconds, it will reach your chin, and start to rise up over your face. I don’t know exactly how long it will be before it covers your mouth and nose, and makes it impossible for you to breathe.” I moaned, the urgency of her plea only increasing my pleasure. “But it sure as hell won’t be long.”

“Jack, please, I’ll forgive and forget everything that has happened up until now. Nobody will ever know. Just let me go. Oh God, the water! Help me, Jack, don’t let me die like this!” The urgency and volume of Leann’s pleas rose with the water level. I felt a sudden impulse to savour this moment a bit longer, so I quickly got up and turned the water off.

“Oh Jack, thank you, thank you so very much! I knew you wouldn’t do it! I knew you were just playing with me, Jack. You are such a kidder. You really got me scared there, but I forgive you. I forgive you with all of my heart. I love you, Jack, I really do!” Leann droned on, obviously trying to convince herself as to my motives.

I walked over to the tank and stood right in front of it. The only thing that separated my body from that of the poor, desperate woman was an inch of glass. As I was substantially taller than Leann, I looked down into her beautiful blue eyes. I smiled. She must have seen the truth in that smile, because the imploring look on her face changed to one of abject terror. She screamed like an animal.

“I’m sorry, Leann. It was a pleasure knowing you.” I laughed and reached out for the handle.

“No, no, no, no, NOOOOO!” Leann howled as the water started tickling from the faucet above her. I had only turned the handle slightly, so the water poured into the tank at a much slower speed that previously. I was in no hurry. No hurry at all.

“Jack, please, I beg you!” Leann screamed as the water rose, forcing her to tilt her head backwards and stretch her neck as long as she could. Her feet struggled against the rope and the heavy ball, but she managed to get up onto her toes, which bought her another inch – and a few more seconds’ postponement of inevitable event that she feared more than anything in the world.

“Oh my God, this is so intense!” I moaned as I heard her please becoming obscured by the water that tickled into her mouth. She spat and sputtered, but soon the water was above her face, covering her completely. She closed her mouth and starred at my smiling face through the water and the glass.

I will never forget the expressions that played over her face during the following minutes. I swear that I have never experienced anything so intense in my life! It was the realization of all my dreams and fantasies, the answer to all my questions, the redemption of the greatest wishes and fears of my entire life. It felt so good, so right, so powerful. Forget about skydiving, bungy jumping, surfing, mountain biking, snowboarding and all that shit - it was nothing compared to this! I have never felt so utterly fulfilled. I have never felt so truly alive!

No words can describe the emotions that I saw in Leann’s eyes in those final minutes of her life, but I’m still going to make an attempt, knowing full well that I will never be able to convey the intensity and utter horror of her ordeal.

At first her big beautiful eyes starred at me in silent prayer, as if she believed that she could still somehow convince me to spare her life. Slowly her expression grew ever more strained. I realised that it was the pain in her lungs, as she felt the air grow stale.

Soon her pain was so intense that she closed her eyes. An expression of utter concentration filled her face. Her jaw was clenched, her forehead contracted in deep furrows. She struggled against the pain with all the willpower that she could possibly muster. She started opening and closing her eyes. Her hands also opened and closed incessantly, and she started pushing herself up and down on her toes. The movements served no conceivable purpose except as distraction from the incredible pain that must have been eating away at her very soul!

Suddenly she stared up at me again. The look of intense concentration on her face faded, and was replaced by an almost apologetic expression. It was as if she felt shameful that she could endure the pain no more. Small bubbles emerged from her nose and the corners of her moth. Then she opened her mouth wide, letting out the last spent air in her lungs. Her expression changed to one of utter and all-consuming terror as she felt the water fill her up! The bubbles from her mouth ceases, and she opened and closed it like a fish on land – like if she was trying to breathe under water! The poor, darling woman was drowning, she was drowning right now, right in front of me!

I could contain myself no longer. Through her entire ordeal, I had been jacking off violently, and at that moment I came with an intensity that caused me to scream and convulse in ecstasy. It was as if my entire being opened up – my soul sucked in her terrible suffering, while my body released its lovejuice in powerful sprays that splashed onto the glass behind which Leann was experiencing the worst and final nightmare of her life.

I called up Frank and agreed with him that he would pick up the body. I left a key under the stairs to the back yard and then I went home. I slept like a baby that night, with a deep, dreamless sleep that left me fully rested and reconstituted.

God, it had all been such an amazing experience. I will treasure it for the rest of my life. I’m not really a religious person, but I feel a great sense of gratitude that I was allowed to experience Leann’s death. It seemed like such an incredibly intimate experience. I experienced sides of her in a way that no one else ever has or ever will experience. I will never forget it. Never!

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