I keep my 30 foot boat at the local marina. She is not very big but there are two berths on board and there is a large cabin with a galley aboard. Aft is open and where I keep all the necessities for any cruise I decide to go on.
One fine Saturday morning, while getting ready to go fishing, she appeared. She was like a goddess, in a gosmer gown with a tiny bikini which left little to the immagination. She was crying, tears streaking down her face. I invited her aboard, got her some hot chocolate, and asked her what was wrong. She began.
"I am 35 she said, between sobs, I was having a great time with my boyfriend when he just decided to leave. He left with a friend, told me to find my own way home, and said he never wanted to see me again."
We chated a bit then I said I would take her home if she wished. She had taken a long look at the surroundings and became intrigued with the fixtures on the bulkheads. I said, "they were for the bondage and sm games I play."
"Oh! I have always wanted to be trained, could you teach me." I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
I started the engine, cast off and we went out to sea. I did not go far, just far enough so that if she screamed no one would bother us or come looking.
After awhile, I turned off the engine and we began to drift. It was then I turned to her and asked her for a safe word. When we agreed on that, I asked her what her fantasy was. She said she wanted to be helpless, and then ravaged.
Considering she was new to the scene, IO said I would go very slowly. No unusual things, or any pain unless she indicated she desired it. I told her she was mine and would do as I said.
"Go below, and get on the bed, I ordered. Then after a few minutes, I too went down the way and found her lying on the bed. I turned her over and spread her tying her arms on each side of the boat and her feet also. She was spread eagled, and helpless. Her small bikini pants were getting wet as revealed by the definite change in color. I then rubbed her legs and her arms finally progressing to her torso and her breasts. I did not try to have intercourse with her. It seemed inappropritate. Instead I untied her told her to stand up and strip. SHe refused.
I reached into the overhead and brought out a small whip. Again I ordered her to strip and again she refused. I bent her over and proceeded to whip her butt. She screamed but there was no safe word. I gave her ten of my best and then told her to strip again. This time she did. I turned her around, and where the welts were I put on a soothing cream. She said she had enough for the day so I took her back to my club. After some lunch, which she squirmed through because of the pain of sitting, I arranged transportation for her to go home. That was a week ago. Today is Saturday I wonder if I will find her at my slip when I go down to the club to take a fishing trip today.