Wait for Siren

Items: Corked Bottle, Rope

Lost Pieces of Costume: Top, cape.

I figured I should wait for Siren. I couldn't breath underwater and I doubt could swim as fast as Siren. It was too risky. My thoughts drifted back to Siren and my loins started to tingle. What was wrong with me. She was a freakish fish monster, she captured me, nearly drowned me to **** me to be her sex ****, and used me sexually. Yet for some reason, I enjoyed it. Want more really.

I found myself looking at myself in her mirror. I looked at my body, struck a few poses, rubbed my boobs and pussy and played with my hair. I couldn't help but think it was no surprise that Siren wanted me. I looked damn sexy, especially in just my bikini. The rope, bottle and boots sore of ruined it though. So I took them off. My attention then went to my masked face. I always hated my cowl. It looked cheap and honestly made the costume look trashy. Especially if my hair started to seep out through the eyes. I thought back to the previous night. I had asked Siren not to take my mask off....and she respected that. I thought to myself.....would it be so wrong if I took it off for her? Part of me felt like doing so would be me admitting defeat....but part of me kind of wanted that.

My thoughts were interupted by the sound of someone climbing out of the water. In the mirror I could see Siren. She looked at me with hungry eyes and walked over. Swaying her hips with every step. Suddenly she was right behind me, rubbing her hands gentle over my bare arms and shoulders. I just stood there looking at her in the mirror. Enjoying her touch. She put her chin on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Hey sexy. Miss me?" I moaned, and leaned back against her. The side of our heads touching. "Yes." I said.