It was very short and I normally would only wear at home in the garden or in the bedroom!! I also put in a very tight fitting t-shirt which was totall... unsuitable for fishing but I didn’t care. I continued getting ready quietly so as not wake my BF so he couldn’t see what I was wearing.We met up at 7.00am in the reception and Nicks face lit up when he saw me walking towards the group. He insisted on sitting next to me in the taxi to the port. He smelt really nice and I was getting quite turned. There were no lights above ground just the moonlight and then I saw it and as the dust cleared I saw the vast shape right in front of me. It was the ship. I could see the great gash in the side. I knew at once I had gone the wrong way. I turned to go back to the place where I started. Then it happened, right there by the ship.All I can remember is something soft with a disgusting bitter smell covering my face. A high pitched whistling sound in my head. Orange lights in my head, hands reached. He grabbed my hand and said sorry again. I just looked at him and he kissed me lightly on the cheek, then my neck; I didn’t stop him, I was still attracted to him sexually. I allowed him to push me against the bed as we began to make-out. My mind was screaming no but my body said yes; I knew going any farther with Dane would only deepen our problems, but I didn’t stop him. I lay still as he slid his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulled them off. I watched as his head disappeared. You step back scrutinizing me looking at me, I feel my blush start to cover my flesh, it infuses my skin. You take the middle part of the chain to the clamps and lifting my breasts up by my nipples, making me yell out in pain. You attach the chain to the rope lifting me onto the balls of my feet. Taking a gag from your pocket you secure it around my head, so I can’t talk I can only watch and listen. Then you go over to the other side of the room in your chair to watch as the pain in my.