[UPDATE 12/3/24: I've fixed a couple errors, edited some paragraphs, and may have added a few things.]
WARNING: The following story is purely fictional and is made specifically for entertainment purposes only.
Many safety elements of scuba diving have been disregarded for the sake of story-telling and entertainment. Do not attempt to mimic the stunts written as doing so can risk serious injury or death. Always follow safety protocol when scuba diving.
Page 1: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218675/
Page 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218699/ [Mature warning]
Page 3: [YOU ARE HERE]
Page 4: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218795/ [Mature warning]
Page 5: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218823/
Page 6: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218835/
Epilogue: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218867/ [Mature warning]
Pages 2 and 4 have been marked as mature as they contain heavy themes of breathplay and suffocation. They are not essential to the full story, so don't worry about it.
Cam was commanded by Mistress to turn off and back on Kioshi's scuba tanks continuously for dozens of minutes, forcing Kioshi to hold her breath every single time. Each cycle was longer than the last, straining her ability to hold her breath with no way of knowing when she would breathe again.
It is a sick, twisted game enforced by this "Mistress", and yet Kioshi still holds strong in spite of it.
Once again, Mistress gives her devoted minion the command, "Cam, give her oxygen back."
"Yes, Mistress." Cam replies in a mindless, subordinate tone. He turns the knob on Kioshi's oxygen tank, reactivating it to ensure his friend survives.
Kioshi inhales deeply for air as it rushes back in, panting from exhaustion, shaking and quivering from the unending strain.
The woman in the black wetsuit takes a good look into Kioshi's eyes underneath her scuba mask. The poor riolu is in a daze, worn out, and twitching underneath the lens. In spite of her precarious situation, she remains steadfast, refusing to give in.
Escaping was still an option, but the odds are not in Kioshi's favor. These frogmen are specially trained to sabotage diving equipment. Fighting them meant risking damage to her scuba equipment and drowning mid-fight - much worse than where she is now.
Kioshi didn't want to take the risk, reluctantly submitting to the unending torture over a careless gamble.
Mistress compliments her captive with praise, "My, my, Kioshi, I will admit, you have an admirable tenacity!"
Kioshi, however, was growing uncertain how much more she could take. Her body is shaking from the strain, she is desperately gasping for air, her eyes are starting to lose focus, a sign she is nearing her limit.
The woman continues with another monologue, "It is easy to forget how important breathing is to us. All we need is our precious air to be taken away and we are left struggling to survive the next few minutes. I have done this method of torture to my own frogmen before, and they have screamed and begged for me to stop, I am amazed you've resisted the urge to do the same for this long."
The woman waves her hand to que another diver, "But alas, all good struggles have to come to an end. I have broken you down enough, and I must make sure you return to shore in a healthy state."
A series of strange sounds can be heard behind Kioshi's back: velcro tearing up, some metal clanking, and the hisses of an air hose at the end.
Someone tampered with her oxygen tanks. Kioshi knew what it meant...
"Hm? That look in your eyes... You looked so stone cold and focused when we first met. Where did it all go~?" Mistress teased, almost feeling sorry for her.
Kioshi, still regaining her pace, glares back at the woman in disgust.
There was a long, brief pause. Kioshi takes slow, deep breaths to keep herself calm. Mistress enjoys the sight of Kioshi in such a humiliating state. Cam could care less, too busy staring into space, suspensefully waiting for the next order.
...
"Cam, cut off her oxygen, then activate her second tank."
"Yes, Mistress." Cam gladly relayed.
The hissing sound flowing into Kioshi's scuba mask slowly fades away, her que to hold a deep, deep breath on what could be her final breath of air.
Cam quickly opened the adjacent valve, letting a sight that was familiar to him pour upon his friend, relishing in watching her stone cold demeanor quiver in fear.
Kioshi knew what it was, horrified at the sight. She kept her mouth tightly shut to avoid breathing it in.
The puff of colorful, enticing haze seeps into Kioshi's scuba mask...
The only thing Kioshi wanted now is to see how long she could last...
All characters are by me.
Riolu and Mewtwo are a Pokemon species by Nintendo.
Incineram is a Palworld species by Pocket Pair
XV-mon / ExVeemon is a Digimon species by Bandai
WARNING: The following story is purely fictional and is made specifically for entertainment purposes only.
Many safety elements of scuba diving have been disregarded for the sake of story-telling and entertainment. Do not attempt to mimic the stunts written as doing so can risk serious injury or death. Always follow safety protocol when scuba diving.
Page 1: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218675/
Page 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218699/ [Mature warning]
Page 3: [YOU ARE HERE]
Page 4: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218795/ [Mature warning]
Page 5: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218823/
Page 6: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218835/
Epilogue: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56218867/ [Mature warning]
Pages 2 and 4 have been marked as mature as they contain heavy themes of breathplay and suffocation. They are not essential to the full story, so don't worry about it.
Cam was commanded by Mistress to turn off and back on Kioshi's scuba tanks continuously for dozens of minutes, forcing Kioshi to hold her breath every single time. Each cycle was longer than the last, straining her ability to hold her breath with no way of knowing when she would breathe again.
It is a sick, twisted game enforced by this "Mistress", and yet Kioshi still holds strong in spite of it.
Once again, Mistress gives her devoted minion the command, "Cam, give her oxygen back."
"Yes, Mistress." Cam replies in a mindless, subordinate tone. He turns the knob on Kioshi's oxygen tank, reactivating it to ensure his friend survives.
Kioshi inhales deeply for air as it rushes back in, panting from exhaustion, shaking and quivering from the unending strain.
The woman in the black wetsuit takes a good look into Kioshi's eyes underneath her scuba mask. The poor riolu is in a daze, worn out, and twitching underneath the lens. In spite of her precarious situation, she remains steadfast, refusing to give in.
Escaping was still an option, but the odds are not in Kioshi's favor. These frogmen are specially trained to sabotage diving equipment. Fighting them meant risking damage to her scuba equipment and drowning mid-fight - much worse than where she is now.
Kioshi didn't want to take the risk, reluctantly submitting to the unending torture over a careless gamble.
Mistress compliments her captive with praise, "My, my, Kioshi, I will admit, you have an admirable tenacity!"
Kioshi, however, was growing uncertain how much more she could take. Her body is shaking from the strain, she is desperately gasping for air, her eyes are starting to lose focus, a sign she is nearing her limit.
The woman continues with another monologue, "It is easy to forget how important breathing is to us. All we need is our precious air to be taken away and we are left struggling to survive the next few minutes. I have done this method of torture to my own frogmen before, and they have screamed and begged for me to stop, I am amazed you've resisted the urge to do the same for this long."
The woman waves her hand to que another diver, "But alas, all good struggles have to come to an end. I have broken you down enough, and I must make sure you return to shore in a healthy state."
A series of strange sounds can be heard behind Kioshi's back: velcro tearing up, some metal clanking, and the hisses of an air hose at the end.
Someone tampered with her oxygen tanks. Kioshi knew what it meant...
"Hm? That look in your eyes... You looked so stone cold and focused when we first met. Where did it all go~?" Mistress teased, almost feeling sorry for her.
Kioshi, still regaining her pace, glares back at the woman in disgust.
There was a long, brief pause. Kioshi takes slow, deep breaths to keep herself calm. Mistress enjoys the sight of Kioshi in such a humiliating state. Cam could care less, too busy staring into space, suspensefully waiting for the next order.
...
"Cam, cut off her oxygen, then activate her second tank."
"Yes, Mistress." Cam gladly relayed.
The hissing sound flowing into Kioshi's scuba mask slowly fades away, her que to hold a deep, deep breath on what could be her final breath of air.
Cam quickly opened the adjacent valve, letting a sight that was familiar to him pour upon his friend, relishing in watching her stone cold demeanor quiver in fear.
Kioshi knew what it was, horrified at the sight. She kept her mouth tightly shut to avoid breathing it in.
The puff of colorful, enticing haze seeps into Kioshi's scuba mask...
The only thing Kioshi wanted now is to see how long she could last...
All characters are by me.
Riolu and Mewtwo are a Pokemon species by Nintendo.
Incineram is a Palworld species by Pocket Pair
XV-mon / ExVeemon is a Digimon species by Bandai
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