I knew that would come later, once everyone had gone home. Rob and Allison would spend the night as the guests of my parents, not that their presence...would stop us from expressing our love for each other as often as humanly possible.We had written our own vows and I went first, holding her hands in mine. “Sara, I thought I knew what love was before I met you, but I was wrong. I love you unconditionally and I always will. I swear before God and our families and friends that I will always love. “It is time for me to prepare you to eat.” Fatima rose and went to the door where rope and a black robe had been pushed on the shelf.Fatima came forward. “First your hands.”Brigit jerked back. “No.” Tears stung her eyes. She would never make it, never last in this…whatever hell this was.“Stand, please. You must be tied until they are sure you will be cooperative.”“But, I won’t be able to eat.”“I will feed you. It is part of my task.”Reluctantly, Brigit stood and held out her hands. With. He began to fuck my face holding my ears and thrusting his hips at me his cock was poking my tonsils and I began to gag that's when he decided it would be fun to shove his cock down my throat I felt it go and tried to block it but I was helpless to do so and his cock slid deep into my throat I gagged and choked and he laughed I could not breathe and my face was turning blue but then mercifully he pulled out and I drew a gasp of air it hurt but I gratefully sucked it down and then the cock was. Floating out in the bay was a big yacht where most of the scenes would be filmed today.Kitty set up a series of scenes where I walked down the dock and boarded a classic wooden Chris-Craft boat to take me to the yacht. I fell in love with the boat. It had an inboard motor that made a deep throaty sound as it gained speed. The artisanship and care for this boat were obvious. It simply glistened in the morning sun. It just had so much more style than today’s fiberglass boats had.The storyline for.