It ain't safe in the water! Get out!

The perfect pool, her tiny bikini, her swimmer's physique - everything here is set up for her to take you down in the water, so that's the last place you want to be. As she leaps into the air you strike out for the side, trying to get out as quickly as possible.

You don't see her hit the water, and you barely hear it either. Her pose is so perfect that she only makes the tiniest splash as she dives in. You don't let it distract you though, swimming on as fast as you can until your fingers touch the hard tiles at the edge of the pool and you start to pull yourself out...

But as you lift yourself you feel the tug of water displaced around your waist. There's no way she could have covered half the length of the pool in that time... is there?

WHAM! Suddenly something slams into you under the surface of the water. You were less than half out of the pool, and it easily pulls you back off the poolside and down into the water.

It's Alessa. What is she? A Goddamn mermaid? How did she swim so fast? These questions flash through your mind, but you have no time for thinking at all as you feel her small hand in the centre of your chest pushing you down beneath the surface with surprising strength.

You start to fight desperately, but she's coiled around you like a snake, her legs trapping yours so you can't right yourself in the water and her hands forcing you down, trapping you in a watery world of bubbles.

You reach for her, but she seems ethereal, intangible, impossible to capture. She never releases your legs, but she always seems to be where your hands aren't. Quickly you lose all composure and you find yourself thrashing desperately, churning up the water as you frantically try to claw your way back to the surface. She's supposed to be making you cum, not killing you!

And then, as quickly as she struck, she releases you. You explode through the surface of the pool, gulping and gasping for air, more concerned in getting enough oxygen to live than in the location of your formidable opponent.

"Hmmm, less of a challenge than Rose said!" She's behind you, staying afloat some ten feet away, her hair now almost black and plastered flat against her head. Lungs still burning you turn to face her.

"You caught me by surprise," you croak, "now how about we step out of the pool for a minute?"

"But if we get out, won't you be embarrassed?" she frowns, feigning confusion. "I mean, don't you need these?" Slowly, she raises her right hand, dangling the dripping swim shorts that you had been wearing a moment before.

The look on your face makes her giggle triumphantly, as your hands shoot down and confirm that, yes, she somehow managed to get your only article of clothing off you. You're stark naked in the water now, your dick not yet hard but starting to feel heavier as it bobs and sways freely in the water.

She's not going to let you get out, you'll have to take her in her element.