Another from the archives...scattered across diff forums.
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She crawled forward through the heavy, wet grass. The cold dew splattered on her bare legs and her arms as she moved forward, the ground getting spongier under her body bending with her body weight and oozing brackish water.

As she moved forward, her delicate, manicured hands plunged into an even soppier piece of ground that splattered algae covered black muck up her arms. She cringed but moved forward with her heart racing. Her knees soon reached the muck and the strain started to build up in her muscles as she continued forward through the thick black slime. Greasy puddles exploded as she plodded her way through, now with a thick, lumpy coating of the black slime half way up her forearms and greedily enveloping her bare feet and calves. The smell was pungent and rich with rotting vegetation but she didn't care any more and continued forward, her progress slowed by the thick ooze that she was starting to sink into more and more.

The texture of the slime was almost greasy and she took a deep breath before plunging her face and her hair down into the thick muck. Rubbing her head around she pulled it up slowly, thick lumps of the black slime dripping off her face as she opened her mouth to inhale. Thin rivers of watery silt ran off the end of her nose and her chin as her now sodden hair hung down around her head in great filthy ropes.

Dunking her head in again she tried to bury it deeper in the foul pit, scooping her head back up and flinging a tail of mud from her hair down her back. A few deep breaths later she was trembling, the feeling of being so disgustingly dirty had her stomach feeling cold. Churning up the mud with her legs she continued to crawl forward to where the puddle of greasy water lay at the centre of what was once the pond.

Reaching the edge she began to mix the mud up with her hands, churning the black slime over and over again until it was the consistency of a cream soup. Bubbles burst out of it from the mixing and she crawled forward, forcing her arms and thighs outward until she was suspended only centimeters above the filth. Slowly she lowered herself, her nipples hitting the mud first and she continued to press down, forcing herself slowly into the embrace of the pit. It enveloped her breasts and she began to force her torso down as a flat line rather than chest first.

She imagined what she looked like, pushing herself down into the mud with her legs spread wide, not a stitch of clothing on her body, smeared with black swamp ooze, her head an unrecognizable lump of filth. As the mud took her body and began to work its way up between her legs she panted with desire. She was normally so prim and proper. She would never in a million years believed that she was doing this, she was respectable, she was a good girl, and now here she was grinding her crotch into the mud. She was wallowing around like a disgusting animal with no dignity.

Rolling over onto her back and sent her legs out as wide as they would go in the slime she began to slam her hips up and down, mud squelching up along her pussy. Reaching forward, she slid back into the mud, now only her head, breasts and knees and shoulders were out of the mud. She was feeling entombed, the weight of the mire pressing around her body, infiltrating every nook and cranny of her body. Grabbing her crotch she began to finger herself mercilessly.

The thoughts of how disgusting she smelled and looked filled her mind as she masturbated hard in the mud, her other hand rubbing mud along the crack of her ass before smashing handfuls of the slime into her hair as she reclined back. Climaxing again and again she let her cries echo as she drove herself onward again and again until she was wimpering and the slightest movement of her hips without her fingers being anywhere near her crotch would send her into a shuddering, almost crying state.

Thick slurping sounds as she moved and began to pull herself forward out of the mud reminded her where she was and once again that cold edge of real disgust went through her, but she went forward. This nice girl, this clean girl had just degraded herself further than she ever had thought possible. Her breasts swung back and forth as she came out of the mud, not an inch of her body was clean and it dripped of the slime.

That's when she saw him watching her. The predatory look in his eye told her everything she needed to know and slowly she turned around and went back into the mud. SHh could see that he was hard from watching her humilate herself. She was flushed under the mud and was feeling hot and wet from knowing that this man had been an observer to her lowest moment where she surrendered to the filth. She knew what she wanted and knew it was what he wanted too. Finding a particularly thick section of the slime she began to drag her face around it with her ass up in the air, her legs apart.

She heard the slurping noises and braced herself, hugging the mud like a pillow she waited and waited. Finally she felt the hands on her ass, sliding forward, smearing the mud around, caressing her skin. She could hear his breath and she began to smear the filth around her face as she felt his weight on her body just before he entered her. The feeling of him entering her made her moan in a way she had never known she could. She could hear his voice calling her a dirty girl and a filthy slut. All she could do was whisper that it was true as he began to hump her. Faster and harder he went, all the while saying that he had never had such a truly disgusting girl in his life. She was still sensitive and every thrust sent a shiver through her spine.

Harder and faster, probing deep inside her she could feel him getting closer and closer to exploding. Slowly he pulled out and she slid herself down in the mud, slowly rolling over. Looking up he was still mostly clean but from the waist down he was covered in the same black filth. She stared at his dick as he slowly he stradled her chest, forcing her down in the mud. It squelched and oozed around her and she took him in her lumpy, muddy hands. He sighed as she began to rub him from shaft to tip, faster and faster. He began to shake and she could hear him struggling for breath. She continued to rub and the throbbing got faster and faster, he worked his way up to position himself between her breasts. Finally pushed to the edge he moaned and exploded, showering her face with cum. She could feel it's warmth through the mud coating her face and by the look on his face she knew just how low she could sink as he he eyed her. She knew that she wanted him to just drag her and fuck her in all the slimy, disgusting places in the mud, she moved to sit up but he pushed her back in the mud. She just wanted to be his filthy slave in the pit, she just wanted....

At that moment the blaring music from her alarm that jolted her awake ... to have a few minutes more dreaming.