all my own work

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Now they had her in position, unable to do anything except breathe in, shallow gasps of air. Her screams and moans would still escape but she would not be able to form any intelligible words.

The sheet of metal from the seat was smashed into her thigh.

Her nipple was prodded 'Well give these little nubs some attention.'

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She was grabbed around the throat cutting off her meagre air supply. Daria stared in utter fear as her torturer spoke. 'When we think you're ready to tell us where Michal is, we'll take the gag out. But that won't be before your friend Alana arrives...here... in this room. That may be a long time.'

Meantime all three would give her a good working over. They could do as they pleased. She could do nothing to stop them. Now the torture really begins.

By the time Alana had been collected, stripped, marched naked and hooded down the corridors, Daria was more than grateful her hour of torment had stopped. The gag had been removed, she told them some of things they wanted to know, without being specific. At the same time she was watching her friend being strapped to a board.
'Exactly which mountain cave is your boyfriend hiding in? What are they going to target? Give me the names of the others involved.'

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As the questioning went on Alana entered the water for the first time.

How long they kept her under was too long for Alana. She fought to get free but there was no escape.

She held her breath for what seemed like forever. Only a minute and a half had passed but there were more seconds to go.

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Alana had taken a deep breath but was having to let it out. The natural reaction of needing to have fresh air in her lungs made her cough and splutter on her rise out of the water.

She only rose a little above the water and before she could get a descent breath in...

She was back under. The two men watched on as their victim struggled to stay alive.

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The guard carried on his duty with ease. Endlessly sending her up and down. He varied how long she was under water from 10 to 30 seconds but never letting her have more than 1 or 2 seconds to grasp some air into her lungs. This time she hardly had a her nose and mouth above the water before she was plunged under again.

Her brief desperate attempt at sucking in air had made her suck in water as well. Her lungs struggled to perform their function with fluid blocking them.

The normal thing to do was breathe out. Panic set in, her lungs craved air, her mind hurt with the enforced terror of drowning.

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She came up mouthing like a distressed beached fish, except for her the problem was the other way round. She was totally under their control and they could enjoy their pleasure of making her suffer.

Down she went yet again. How long would it be before they allowed her to breathe again?

Time ticked slowly by for Alana. 20 seconds. 30...40....

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She desperately fought against the bindings, arching her back 2, 3 times whilst shaking her head to get free of the noose.

Her tethered feet, knees, hands and neck were always going to stay secured exactly as her tormentors wanted them to. She felt they were not going to let her up this. This would be her drowning moment. The time went beyond 90 seconds and kept going.....

They did eventually let her up, but she was exhausted, her lungs felt useless and dead.

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Alana had very little energy left to draw air in as she surfaced.

Too soon she was back under water, the little air she had, expelled from her mouth quite early.

The last bubble left her body.

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Her head fell back as the last of her air was used up.

The mental anguish slowly dissolved. She slipped from clear water into a deep black hole.

The guards looked down on their subject, unworried by her terrible condition. They then looked at each other to confirm it was time to bring her up.

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She glided up, her head still hanging down with little sign of life.

Her head was turned to the side. They would work on her, expelling the water from her lungs and she would gasp and cough her way back to full consciousness. Taken to the edge of death, she would get a few minutes to recover some strength. Then the process would begin again. How she wished she was dead but these men would keep her alive to go through the suffering again

It was time for Daria to sample some more torture with a more aggressive gag which had a protrusion at the end of it.