It is said that there are few experiences more terrifying than being unable to breathe. The initial confusion is quickly replaced by absolute panic and fear that you are on the verge of death, as well as feelings of utter helplessness. And those are only the mental aspects. The agony of having lungs that are practically on fire and screaming out for oxygen that does not seem to be coming any time soon is almost indescribable to anyone who has never experienced it. And as Lily was finding out, there is good reason why people tend not to want to.
Of course, it is common knowledge that some people do enjoy that sort of thing, particularly people into certain forms of BDSM. But Lily was not one of those people. And now the confusion had gone.
Her twin sister, Megan, had drugged her with a sleeping pills earlier that night, just after their parents had gone out for their round-the-world cruise. She had tied her to a bed in the guest bedroom, completely naked, and was preparing to take her virginity. Lily's initial fears, both of the potential incest and the fact that her twin was, to put it bluntly, completely bat-shit fucking crazy, had given way to a repressed, long held lust she had felt for her twin, something that even she had not been aware of until just then. But now, the situation had gone awry.
Megan was smothering her. One hand pressing against a piece of duct tape covering her mouth, the other pinching her nose shut. She had given Lily absolutely no warning. And now Lily was desperately struggling and wriggling in both terror and desperation, fighting against her bonds, and trying to get her sister's hand off her nose. Meanwhile, her eyes, locked with Megan's, pleaded with her for mercy.
Megan just kept staring back, impassively.
Eventually, though, she relented, and released Lily's nose. Lily's gasps for breath through her nose reverberated noisily across the room, as the much-needed air flooded her burning lungs.
Meanwhile, Megan continued to look, a smile playing over her face.
"You make such funny faces when you can't breathe, Lil," she commented. "Just heightens your cuteness, if you ask me. In fact, I think I'd like to see it again..."
Lily screamed from behind the gag, and desperately shook her head at Megan, the tears now streaming down her eyes.
Ignoring them, Megan took hold of her nose and cut off the air to her lungs, again.
She didn't do it for as long, this time, but it still felt like hours to Lily. She just kept staring into her eyes, some more. Then she released her nose, let her get her breath back, and started again. She repeated this several more times after that, to varying lengths of time.
On the third occasion, Lily started to realise something. Megan's eyes never left hers the entire time she was suffocating her. There had to be a reason for that. It was hard to think of it at first because, obviously, the last thing you can do when struggling for air is concentrate. But eventually, she managed to figure out what it was that her sister wanted. When she was released for her fifth breath of air, she kept her eyes on her sister's, the same intent look in them. Her sister soon picked this up as well. It caused her to pause.
"Do you think that I would suffocate you to death?" She asked.
Lily shook her head.
"Really? Are you absolutely sure of that? You know that I've always wanted to do it to someone."
Lily nodded. To be frank, what Megan had just said did not surprise her even remotely. She just hoped that it had never actually happened.
"Let's see about that," she said. Then she pinched her nose shut again.
This time, she held it longer than the others. So long, that Lily was quite certain she was going to pass out. It was one of the most painful ordeals she had experienced in her 18 years. But she did not try and plead with her sister. She just ensured their eyes remained locked.
Eventually, Megan let go.
"I think you're starting to understand," she said. "But I need to ask anyway. Do you still love me? Do you still want to do this?"
Lily nodded.
Megan smiled, and removed the duct tape. Then she asked Lily "So, do you know what the point of that was?"
Lily met her gaze. "I do."
"Good. Then do you want me to do it again?"
"No," Lily replied. "I don't WANT you to do it again. It was one of the scariest and most awful experiences of my life. But if you want to do it again, you can."
Megan nodded. "Well, I'm not going to. Don't worry."
She leaned over and kissed her sister again. Her skilled tongue once again darted into her mouth and started to play with and wrestle Lily's. Lily closed her eyes, and continued to breathe heavily, still trying to soothe her lungs and at the same time enjoying the kiss. She was starting to get the feel of what to do -- she was a fast learner, and it didn't take long for her to start to pick up the subtleties of kissing -- when to open and close the mouth, when to move her tongue and how to avoid the teeth.
When she was finished, Megan sat back up. Then she lay next to her again.
"I think you have earned your access to my boobs," she said. Then she turned Lily's face round so it was facing her, and carefully pushed her left boob into her mouth. As her sister's lips curled around the nipple and began to suck, she leant her head back and sighed with satisfaction.
Lily sucked and nibbled on the nipple she had been given, with increasing confidence. It was a strange taste. But she didn't care -- it was her twin sister's boob. The one she had been so jealous of when they first hit puberty. The one she had seen so often but never once thought she would get to touch, never mind suck on. But for the moment at least, it was one that she wanted.
They lay there like that for quite a while, the silence broken only by Megan's noises of arousal and Lily's sucking. Then they stopped so that Megan could give her the other one, and she sucked on that for a while longer. There was no point saying or doing anything else. Both just wanted to enjoy this. Megan's hand was now stroking the back of her twin's head, running through her hair and otherwise toying with it. She looked almost like she was breast-feeding her. If she was lactating, she probably would have been.
But eventually, she took her boobs out of Lily's mouth.
"This next challenge is going to be even tougher, I'm afraid," she said. "I've had several girls walk out on me because I asked them to do this. But they weren't you. So I have no fear..."
"Okay. Hit me," Lily replied.
"You really want to use that choice of words?" Megan asked, stroking her sister's cheek.
"No. Sorry! Didn't think!" Lily almost laughed.
"Good!" Megan patted her. "Anyway. I'm going to kneel over you, and hold your mouth open with my fingers. Then I'm going to wee into it, and you're going to swallow it all. If you spill any onto the sheets, you're washing them by hand."
Lily's stomach churned. The idea of drinking someone else's piss was not something she was particularly keen on. She was squeamish enough as it was. But she also knew that she was in no position to argue. Besides, she knew it was the next "challenge," and having just been through the suffocation torture that her sister had imposed upon her, there was no way she was backing out now. So, with some reluctance, she nodded her understanding.
Megan swung her leg over her sister and moved immediately into a kneeling position just above her face. Then she held her nose shut in order to make her open her mouth. Immediately, she pushed her fingers between her teeth and forced them apart. Then, after a few moments (Megan always got stage fright when she needed to piss), a steady stream flowed into Lily's mouth.
The taste struck Lily immediately. It was absolutely disgusting. Probably one of the worst things that had ever passed her lips, and that was including the time she ate a raw egg on a dare. It was a real struggle for her not to gag, and an even greater struggle to force the vile liquid down her throat. What was more, Megan's stream never seemed to end. She had probably been holding it in for a while.
Megan, meanwhile, was very busy concentrating on directing her flow into Lily's mouth. She knew that her sister was hating this, and despite everything, she was almost ashamed of herself for doing it. Even for her, it was a bit far. But she knew it was a vital part of her plan.
Eventually, she eased off, and stopped.
"You did it," she breathed.
