I wasn’t waiting anymore for any sign from him: as soon as I got on the boat, I went at once down in the cabin while he was sailing out of the port,...and at once stockings on, cigarette lying down smoking and waiting for him. I still didn’t know, but I was becaming his slut.That “second time” (I mean after having cum in my mouth the previous day) he came down and said "sit down on the bed" (actually a boat couch); he took off his pants, climbed on the bed with his feet, took my head in his hands. /post-traumatic-stress-disorder being of a civilian nature, & whereas I myself am prior-military-enlistment-personnel anyway, or anyhow however said, & with that being of the way that this, in other words, lunatic-maniac, creep-&-a-weirdo, sicko-psycho has routinely gone about orchestrating, &/or initiating that being of some, or of such of his two-cent-power-plays against that being of my person as a male being of the same sex, & with all of the extreme, &/or excessive noise-making being of. "Now, are you thirsty?" he asked her. Mackenzie nodded at him vigorously. "Ok, you're going to drink one of these big water bottles." He said as he handed her the bottle and pulled the gag down. Mackenzie quickly chugged the bottle and awaited further instruction. "First things first." he said as he slowly pulled the catheter out of her urethra causing a bloodcurdling scream into the gag as it was drawn from her bladder. He turned away and set the bag of her pee away for later use. "Second, you. One hand was pulling at her nipples while the other was very busy in her pussy. It was obvious that she was near to orgasm.We tried to allow each other a bit of privacy to take care of those base urges. I knew I should go back outside and let her finish. But it was so beautiful. She was flushed, her shuddering breaths causing a small quake in her breasts. Her hand occasionally abandoned her breast to turn the page on her tablet, but her awareness was limited to the words she was reading and the.