Sadistic Ways: Lorelei Lee and Torque

Lorelei Lee hangs suspended upside down, bare except for the scuba mask that clamps her face. Torque stands by the tank like a man who knows how to take someone apart and put them back together. She waits. Trusts. The water rises until her head is under. No air, just pressure and silence. He keeps her there. Minutes stretch. Her body jerks once, twice, trying to fight what she asked for. When the mask breaks the surface again, breath tears back into her lungs through the gag jammed between her teeth. He shoves her down again before she can finish. The blonde hair floats, bubbles escape around the rubber. She can’t scream. The gag keeps every sound trapped inside. He makes her live in that panic until the water lets her up. By the end, her arms shake and her eyes are glassy, but she doesn’t want to come down. She feels stripped raw and strangely whole.