Richard told me that we had arrived. He got out of the car, then helped me out as well. He pointed out to the horizon, and the large yacht sitting off...shore. ‘Shall we eat?’ He asked as he escorted me to a launch to take us to the ship. The interior of the ship was sparsely lit with candlelight. The dinning room table sat in the middle of the room, dressed with flowers and lit candles. A wine chill bucket stand stood at the corner of the table, with a bottle of Chrystal’ chilling inside.. Now he was their only option left. They made a deal, paid half up front and Aaron went to work. He was quickly able to assess the girl, Victoria, was taken against her will.Some weeks later, Aaron received a vision. It was blurry and inconcise, but one thing got through: St. Athora. Researching the name got Aaron nothing in the way of an identity of this supposed saint. He did however find a mental asylum with the same name, a half hour drive away.Not wanting to disappoint Victoria's parents. Surprisingly, making use of his supernatural ability, claws, like that of a bear, materialize from his fingers and tear and slash my underwear savagely. This is enough to show me how seriously famished for sex he verily is. Following this, I watch those menacing-like claws vanish away back into his fingers. I quickly loose the fly of his trousers and fetch his dick out. He leans himself down on me as I stick it into my vagina carefully. I push my face upwards, staring at the roof of the now. When Katie is out of the water, I do my push-ups, followed by sit-ups. I stand and dive off the platform, starting off with the freestyle stroke, then the backstroke and finishing with the butterfly stroke.Standing on shore, I go right into character, shaking off the water as I neigh and shake my head. Katie is walking toward me already dressed in her boots and cowgirl hat. She is carrying my bridle with the bit and reins.Katie tells me, “It is time to head back to the main cabin, Freckles,".