"Why don't we take the boat out, dad? There's room for all of us and I think we'd all feel better on the river than we would hangin' out here all week...nd." The motion passed by acclimation and when Sam returned, he found the rest of us packing for a river weekend.Ben and Leah had heard about Daddy's Toy, but hadn't seen her. It would be safe to say they were impressed.All my stuff was already in the master's cabin, but I wasn't sure about arrangements. Rachael solved it efficiently. "Sara's. I’ll do anything. I’ll let them do anything at all. Yet they continued to refuse her.After hours of torment and denial she was finally left alone, exhausted but still beset by the craving for release that had consumed her for so long she could barely remember her own name. Her head slumped to the table, forcefully driving the hook deep into her rectum, but she no longer cared. Suffering a few more minutes of utter wretchedness, she finally fell half-asleep; miserable, impaled, and. I haven't written for a while but this time I just had too. Here's how the fun happened...The week of New Years Day was a week that both Jodi and I took off from work. We didn't have any plans or goals. The thought of hanging around the house and doing nothing sounded good to both of us so we did...kinda.She headed out one afternoon to catch some of the post Christmas sales while I decided to get some of my crap cleaned out of the garage. I got a text from her that had a shot of her in a. He held her down as she tried to sit up. He kept one hand on her shoulder as he ran his other hand over her body, as he should have done before he even lied down with her. She closed her eyes; even this impartial search felt sensual.He found the knives on the sides of her legs and pushed her legs apart. He ran his fingers around the leather straps that he had mistaken for garters. She sucked in her breath as his fingers came so close...He unbuckled it and it fell away. His hands left her body.