A firm hand dunked her head back under the soupy fluid, causing her to sputter and swallow another mouth full of ejaculate. The icon beamed into her eyes was a solid blue square, she continued to paddle through the pool refocusing her efforts to stay afloat. Once Hermione had finally adjusted her swimming stroke to minimise the pain from the chains, yet again an unseen hand pushed her face back into the liquid. This time the pressure kept her down, her body struggled to right itself, eliciting several noxious gulps of the semen she was swimming in. A small slice of the blue square disappeared, causing a lurching pain in Hermione’s stomach as she guessed the purpose of the newest symbol. After the sixth head-dunking Hermione began to paddle open mouthed, imbibing small increments of the foul fluid, the pain from her chains meant that she couldn’t afford wild movements of her hands or feet to splash out the cum bath, she winced at the thought of having to drink the entire bath of vile liquid.