Hands stretchedout, grabbing at her, pinching her, tearing her dress even more untilshe had nothing but a tattered rag gathered in her fingers."Man, s...e's got one fuckin' good body," a tall blond man said,slapping Rhonda hard across her ass. There was more laughter as theman watched her ass and tits jiggle, her gaze roving around wildly,searching for some escape path. The tall blond guy took a beer fromhis buddy and spilled it on himself, wiping his face with the back ofone hand and laughing. "But first, I want to show you something." He removed my shackles and the handcuffs. He carefully moved me to the center of the bed.Climbing on the bed himself he told me to spread my legs and I complied. He crawled between them and, supporting him self on his elbows leaned forward. I could feel his hard cock laying against my belly as he kissed me gently.He darted his tongue out and licked my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue darted inside. I pushed back with my tongue and. She had no intention, the thought of helping him out of the water never crossed her mind. The wharf had steps cut in every so often, he made his way to a set and slopped up the steps. He untied the boat, fired up the diesel and putted out of the harbor and up the coast.Finding clean water, he anchored a little way off the beach, dropped the stern swim ladder and dove in.'Interesting, ' he thought. 'That's a hull down there.'Hold on a second.' Yes. 'It was moving slightly.'Rocking back and forth. "Take off your pants." A moment passed, and he didn't move. "Take off your pants." I repeated shaking him by the throat, and he scrambled to take his pants off."Bartender. Heat me up some bread sticks," I said, turning to stop the man from grabbing me from behind."Yes, Ma'am," He said quickly rushing behind the counter. The man I was holding began to gasp and struggle. Oxygen, right, I'd almost forgotten. I threw him to the floor and held him down with the spiked heel of my shoe."Bartender!" I.