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Chapter 8 by Braids Braids

Was she willing to try and fly blind, or risk her health by going back in the water for her glasses?

The water is just too much for her

Velma felt the cold seeping all the way down to her bones, her thick sweater retaining a good amount of water as she lay there crumpled in a soaked heap, trying hard to focus on the blurry ripples of the pool she landed in. There was no way of even trying to guess where her glasses had landed. They could be resting on the bottom of the pool, which she was sure had been quite deep, or maybe bobbing at the surface inches away from her trembling body. Underneath the orange wool and her cotton bra, she could feel her nipples becoming quite erect from the sudden cold snap.

Velma gingerly extended a hand and feebly pawed at the surface where she could reach, doing nothing more than slapping the water and soaking her sleeve even more thoroughly. She could only even keep that much up for a few seconds before retracting her hand and trying to wring out her sweater a bit. The water was absolutely intolerable and trying to dive back into it, even for something as precious and critical to her survival as her glasses, was out of the question. Mainly because even if she could withstand the horribly shilled waters, there was not even a hope of a guarantee that she would even find them.

The worst image she could create inside her head was that of her splashing around, her frantic movements repeatedly pushing her glasses around in the water, keeping them just out of her reach as she wasted precious time and energy until she succumbed to hypothermia. If it came to that, she would almost feel grateful to be found and taken by her mysterious tormenter, considering her circumstances, a nice dry cage or prison cell would be practically luxurious compared to this dank cavern.

So she **** herself up onto her hands and knees and tried to feel around the edge of the pool, hoping against all odds that her luck; which had been what she could safely call disastrous thus far, would turn ever so slightly in her favor. Even with her highly impaired vision, she managed to reason that the body of water she had fallen into had to be at least 12 feet in diameter, confirming her dread that there was just so much of the pool that was literally beyond her reach. After several minutes of fruitless splashing and getting both her sleeves even wetter than before, she finally resigned herself to the horror of continuing this terrible ordeal without her ability to see straight.

Velma took several heaving breaths and tried to compose herself, she knew she needed to try and get her head straightened out or things were liable only to get much worse. She sat up straight and told herself repeatedly to just try and ignore the cold, **** to enforce some sort of mental discipline upon herself. She then carefully tried to stand up, which wasn’t easy as the ground was uneven and earthen. Unknowingly being monitored by cameras concealed in the walls of the artificial cave, Velma then proceeded to remove her thick soggy sweater and tried to ring it out as much as she could.

You smiled and enjoyed the rather pleasant view of her beautiful breasts, constrained only by her soaked cotton bra as she tried to dry her outfit off as much as possible. The cotton is just thick enough that her undergarment isn’t quite transparent, but the view you got was still a pleasing sight. You desperately longed to see her big bouncy tits completely unobstructed and moments later, Velma unwittingly granted that request. She laid her sweater on the ground and slowly removed her bra. As she did so, her head darted around the cavern with an anxious expression on her pretty little face, as though she couldn’t quite decide if she was being watched or not. At first she just stood there, her arms drawn in tightly to her chest, but as the air of the cavern began to send another chill down her body, gave a tired sigh of frustration and lowered her arms, exposing herself to her unseen tormentor as she tried to ring as much water out of her bra as she could. You casually pleasured yourself to the sight of her perfect topless form, and knew that you needed to make sure she started losing more substantial articles of clothing then her glasses soon.

After she had wrung out her top and bra to the best her abilities, she dressed herself again and to your delight, she slipped her little orange skirt down her curvaceous legs and began to try and wring as much water out of that as she could. Unlike her bra, her panties left nothing to the imagination. They were thin enough that in their current waterlogged state, you could see her perfect bubble butt in great detail, even on the monitors in the cave. You had simply been playing with your mild erection before but now you were jerking off with intent as you enjoyed the sight of her amazing ass. She tried to keep her sweater pulled down as much as possible to cover her lower half and maintain whatever modestly she thought she was still entitled to, but the effort was in vain. Every movement she made let her top ride up and shift, given you a great view no matter which monitor she was turned to. Finally, she slipped her skirt back on, which was now much drier than before and knelt to discreetly remove her panties. The skirt was short enough, but she was also careful enough that unlike before, you couldn’t get a good view no matter how much you zoomed in. She quickly wrung out her panties and quickly put them back, and you finally stopped masturbating, the peep show was sadly over for now.

Velma finally tried to make out whatever she could about her surroundings, now that she was at least a little bit drier then she had been. The cave was bathed in a luminous teal glow and she wasn’t quite able to make out where the light was coming from. She tried hard to squint and focus but she quickly became disoriented from the strain. So blinked several times and did her best to hone in on where the light was strongest and hoped that meant a path out of the cave. She stumbled and tripped as she struggled to navigate the awkward ground and she nearly face planted twice. You decided to at least give her the smallest increment of help and turned the lights around the cave down, so she would follow the strongest glow to the path leading out of the cave. She was too dizzy to notice the subtle change and followed the source, tripping over a rock and falling onto all fours. You appreciated the upskirt moment as she remained there for a moment, and then to your pleasant surprise, she continued towards the light, crawling and not bothering to try and stand again. Something about your soon to be little pet crawling on all fours, so helpless and **** yet so determined to continue made you even more aroused then seeing her ass through her soaked panties.

She crawled to the end of the cavern and you watched with interest as she unknowingly came to a fork. To her left, the path was well-illuminated with the phosphorous green light and continued along the cave system. The other path to the right was far more dim, with small artificial candles mounted to the walls and giving off a much softer glow, but that path was finished out, the cave ended and turned into a furnished wooden corridor that led back towards the mansion proper. She didn’t seem to notice this second option, **** to keep to the original plan and follow the light source. As far as she knew, the other path was just an abyss or a wall of the cave and she ended up going into the only direction she felt was available to her. You continued to watch with sadistic satisfaction as she slowly got to her feet, as she realized she was in a tunnel and felt her way along the walls and heading further up and out towards the grounds of the estate. You smiled and were sure that if she had her precious eyesight, she very likely would not have chosen that option. Still, she was only going to end up making things worse for herself, either way, and you were just fine with that.

It took longer than you had hoped but considering she was literally being led blind down the eerie tunnel, you hadn’t expected her to necessarily make good time. Eventually, she reached the end of the tunnel and found herself bathed in a stronger greenish glow. She could barely make out any details but from where you were sitting, everything was clear and pristine. You sat back and smiled to yourself, thinking you might want to intervene in a more personal manner sooner rather than later. Losing her glasses had been quite an entertaining predicament thus far but you worried that her loss of sight my actually lead her to hurting herself in the near future, and not in the fun way you had intended.

What sort of new enviorment did Velma now find herself in, knowingly or not?

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