Revenge by DJM (f/f, qs, grim) Maggie led Diane down the path from the old road where they had parked the SUV. Diane was quite happy. She had introduced Maggie to the joy of wamming, sharing with her her quicksand and mud videos and Maggie had taken to it with a vengence. She had also introduced Maggie's boyfriend Eric to food wamming spending several afternoons doing completely disgusting things with pudding, maple syrup, and honey. Maggie wasn't into the food fetish and Diane didn't feel the need to tell Maggie that she had found someone who did. Maggie had called her yesterday and said that she had found the perfect quicksand location on the internet and they agreed to go out for their first sink today. She could smell the river before she could see it and as they rounded the corner could see a patch of sand leading down to the water. A sign nearby said "Danger Quicksand, Keep Out". Diane didn't give that much thought since she knew that they couldn't drown in it. By the sparkle in Maggie's eyes she could see that she was as excited to be here as she was. They took off all of their clothes and, taking Diane's hand, Maggie led her off to the middle of the sand. The sand undulated beneath them and it took a little bit of bouncing up and down but suddenly their feet broke through and they sank up to their knees. Maggie gave a little squeal of delight and began pumping here legs up and down. Diane followed suit the water forced out of the sand as the pushed themselves deeper and deeper. They had sunk to their armpits but couldn't sink any deeper using their legs alone. Diane pushed her arms deep into the sand and, with some difficulty, pulled herself down to chin level. She then reached down to her clit and started to massage herself as she watched Maggie pull herself down. Maggie reached down and rocked back and forth in time with Diane's movements. The sand shifted around them as their pleasure reached a crescendo. Diane let out an orgasmic scream which triggered Maggie's and their eyes rolled up into their heads as one orgasm after another ripped through their bodies. When Diane came around she found that she had risen slightly in the sand and so she pulled herself down so as to luxuriate in the sand's embrace. She looked over at Maggie and saw that she was still a little stunned from their experience. Diane closed her eyes and sort of drifted off for several minutes until she found that it was little difficult to move and that the sand was getting kind of heavy. She said, "It's getting a little hard to move. Don't you think we should get out while we still can?" Maggie replied, "I don't think that we can get out right away. Let's wait a little bit for the sand to become quick again." Diane relaxed but in a few minutes found that she could not move her arms and legs at all and it was becomong difficult to breathe. She looked over at Maggie, who didn't seem at all concerned, and gasped, "I think we're in deep trouble." Maggie said, "Yep. It looks like we're going to die here. Of course the website where I found the directions did mention that the sand here was unstable and that we shouldn't spend much time in it." "You led me here knowing all along that we would die here?" "Sure, you didn't think I'd let you get away with fucking Eric behind my back did you?" "Eric knows where we are, he could still come down and save me." "That could be," gasped Maggie, "if he wasn't lying dead on your kitchen floor with one of your knives, with your fingerprints on it, sticking out of his back. I remember you telling me that, as a child, you stabbed a neighbor kid in a fit of anger. After they find him they will think that you did it again. And that you led me down here to do us both to keep from going to prison." Diane's head was swimming from lack of oxygen. She panted, "They will find the directions to this site on your computer and know it was you that led us down here." "Don't be stupid," Maggie whispered. "You don't think I'd be stupid enough to use my computer. I used yours the other day when I came over." As Diane's vision grew clouded she heard Maggie say, "From now on, when people think of you, they will think of you as a murderer. Sleep tight" They were found six months later, one skull facing the other.