You caress her taut young breasts through the wet fabric of her top. You can feel her pain, and it is vast. They say that drowning is an easy deat..., but you know that's a lie. You see that her lungs are burning, that they're about to explode. She's dying. It's too soon; you're not ready. You remove the regulator from your mouth and force it into hers. It's easy; her lips are already parted, and she's too weak to resist. She drinks the oxygen down gratefully, without stopping to ask. I was tied to the chair with my cotton covered crotch (I'm sure they could se my pubic hair through it) showing and they were going to play poker."Five card stud, one eyed jacks are wild. The first hand is for the blouse." I heard Mark announce. I listened as bets were announced chips were tossed onto the table and new cards were asked for. Finally I heard a trite 'read them and weep' from a voice I did not recognize. I must admit I jumped when I felt my blouse being unbuttoned. After pulling. He may have taken everything we were familiar with and either removed or modified it, but he hadn't lied to us.Burt had expressed it pretty well when he said it was a choice of accepting this new world or ceasing to exist. That made all my complaints dubious.To be honest, it was the principle of the thing that got to me. I didn't run across any changes I didn't like. Some would be a bit more work than we were used to but none were real problems.I'd held Burt's hand in mine most of the time. At this point, he gripped my head and tried to push into my face. That released the pressure from my finger so he switched to pulling my head onto his cock. It was clear he was thoroughly enjoying my attention and might be close to filling my mouth with cum.I was no longer solely in control. I wiggled my finger in his dark hot hole, probing as deep as I could. I was stroking his cock, rubbing his foreskin up and down, but when it came to my mouth on his cock, he drove the pace of that and boy.