The First Test

                                 by Ray Danger
                                (f/m, qs, grim)


                                    8:18pm

This  guy  I  kinda like called me over to his house. I think he's cool, but my
other  friends  think  he  is  very  strange.  They  say he spends all his time
thinking  up  "experiments" to make him some sort of god. I don't believe them.
That  is  why I went to his house to show him a good time. His parents were out
on  vacation,  and  I decided to dress nicely with some high heels, short black
skirt,  jet  black  pantyhose,  and  a blouse. I also heard he had some sort of
weird fetishes, so I knocked on the door expecting anything.

"Hi there, Tanya," Ray said.

"Hi Ray. You told me dress up, so I did. What is all this about?"

"Oh,  you  will  soon  see,  but  please  make yourself at home, I will get you
something to drink."

I  walked  in  and  sat down. He had a nice pad, a very big two story house and
about an acre of land in the backyard. You could do a lot of interesting things
back there ... Just as my thoughts were going wild, he returned with a drink.

"Here you go. You will like this, it is my own mix ..."

"Thank you. Now tell me, what is all this about?"

"I suppose I cannot beat around the bush any longer. I am a little on the weird
side when it comes to girls ..."

"What you like, picture them nude?"

"No, no, no. In fact, I really don't like the sight of a nude woman."

"Well then, what is it?"

"I  enjoy  seeing  them  in  pantyhose, that is why I told you to dress up. But
there is one more thing ..."

"Tell me!"

"Do you promise not to tell anyone else?"

"Yes, I promise, not a soul will know, except you or me."

"Ok then, I am also into girls that are in bondage."

I  was  shocked. I had no idea that this quiet, little guy was into that stuff.
It got me really aroused.

                                    8:48pm

"But I don't mean the normal bondage ..." Ray said.

"What do you mean?" Just then I felt a little sleepy.

"You  know, like complete immobilization. Where there is pressure on every part
of your body."

I was getting even more sleepy.

"When the thing constricting you is tight, you can't even breathe ..."

"What do ... you ... mean ... R-R-Ray ..." Just then, the world got blurry.

"You know ... Quick ... sand."

And with that I drifted off into slumber.

                                    9:08pm

I  woke up to the smell of moss. I still felt a bit groggy, but for some reason
I couldn't walk. Then when I looked down I see through the dim lighting that my
feet were in the ground.

"Oh, I see you are awake my dear. As you might have noticed you are not able to
move your feet, but what you may not know is why."

"What have you done to me!?"

"My  dear,  I  have  not  done  anything.  I  have merely placed you above some
quicksand, and you fell in."

Quicksand!  I  didn't know anything about that stuff except for what I had seen
in  the  movies.  Wait!  I  remembered  my  Enviromental Science teacher saying
something about if you don't struggle, than you won't sink. Even if you do, you
can only sink up to your chest or so. So I stopped moving.

"You  think  that if you don't move, the quicksand will not take you? Ha ha ha!
You are mistaken my dear! My special quicksand pulls you under. Also, it has no
bottom,  so  you  are  doomed!  I  have  to  go now, I must check up on another
'experiment'. Ha ha! See ya!"

And  with that, he left me alone with my fate. I had no time to waste, the sand
was  up  to  my knees by now. I couldn't scream because Ray's parents are rich,
and  they  live  on a private estate, and no one would hear me. I felt the sand
inch  its  way ever closer, and I began to panic. I began to pump my legs. That
was  a  mistake. I started to sink faster than before. The ground was rising up
toward me, and it would not stop until it got all of me. The dirt was now up to
my  waist  and it seemed, there would be no end to this and I would die here. I
really  didn't  want that to happen so I got desperate and jabbed my hands into
the  sand. Big mistake! The quicksand wouldn't let me bring them back up. I was
now  trapped  for good. My pantyhose clad legs pressed together and now my arms
were  also  stuck  to  my  body.  I  began to shoot down even faster, and I was
feeling  lots  of  pressure on my torso as the sand rose up to my chest. I knew
this  was  the  end.  The  sand  was nearly crushing me, making it very hard to
breathe.  As the sand got to my shoulders, I wondered if anyone would figure it
out.  I  didn't  tell  anyone  that  I was going to Ray's, now it seemed that I
should have.

                                    9:18pm

I heard someone from behind just as the quicksand got to my neck.

"Hello  Tanya! I just wanted to tell you that my biggest fetish is the sound of
a girl's voice as she takes her last breath, right before she /dies/!"

"Ray ..." So hard to speak, I had to reason with him. "Please ... don't do this
..."

"But  I must, my dear! It is part of my experiment, and now you are part of it,
too! Ha ha!"

And  with that he reached down, put his hand upon my head, and pushed me under.
I couldn't do anything, and I accepted my grave, but my last thought was, 'Will
he do this to other girls?'