“Let the air out, my captive intruder. I have given you the ability to breath underwater.” Ripple’s voice was clear even under the water.

Eaglette couldn’t stand the pressure building in her lungs any longer. She let out her breath in a gag. Water rushed in, filling her nose and mouth, and for a brief terrifying moment she worried that Ripple had lied, and this was her final breath. True to her word, however, the guardian kept her promise. The first shuddering mouthful of water went down into her lungs just like air. She breathed, just like normal, except that she was now, quite surprisingly, breathing water.

“The effects will only last a day or two, but that gives me plenty of time to torture you… I mean receive payment for the last two fish.” Ripple was smug. “Don’t worry, you can still go topside, and breath air, just not until I’m finished with you.”

“How has this happened?” Eaglette questioned. Her own voice sounding stronger and clearer than she would have expected.

“Magic, silly,” replied Ripple. “I am a powerful gate guardian, so don’t you forget it. You are at my mercy, and you would do well to remember that fact. Now stop struggling, I want payment for my second fish.”

Eaglette was not even aware that she had been struggling, but once again the vines had grown tight around her limbs, pulling painfully. She took a deep breath, if that’s what you could call it underwater, and relaxed her aching muscles. As before, the vines eased when she stopped struggling, letting circulation flow back into her extremities.

Ripple lifted off the vines, swimming gracefully in the water which surrounded her. If Eaglette thought the guardian was beautiful above the water, she was absolutely stunned by the grace and beauty she took on in her natural element.

That wonder was diminished slightly when Ripple swam around to the hunters nether regions, and started poking at her butt cheeks.

“What are doing back there?” Eaglette’s question was suspicious.

“Shush. Payment,” was the only response she received. She craned her neck to see what her little monster was on about. She had a sinking feeling she knew where this was headed.

“It isn’t going to fit back there, that thing is huge,” Eaglette protested.

“Enough,” snapped Ripple, and one of the vines curved around Eaglette’s mouth, effectively gagging her. Wasn’t that a pretty pickle?

Ripple spoke again. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” If the guardian had intended her words to be soothing, they were lost on Eaglette. Unable to respond, however, she was completely at the mercy of her sadistic captor.