Human Tank: Veronika

We lined up Veronika with that fish tank built for a grown woman. Most of the afternoon she stayed under the water line, wrists and tits cinched tight, air running short. The breath play hit hard. Each time the pressure eased she came again, harder than the last, until the water blurred and the ropes burned. She kept taking it—blonde hair floating, chest heaving—until every last orgasm left her shaking and spent.