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Slave Island

Date: 10/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Author: Piers, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

chance to be a ten he had to be a jock, a senior or in college or a celebrity. She wasn’t sure if this guy was a six or a seven; he was clearly too old to be a ten as he was well into his thirties. She went closer to get a better look. He looked up and smiled, Miranda guessed he’d heard her shoes on the boards of the dock. “Hi” he said “Have you come to volunteer to help me load my boat?” Miranda shook her head. She decided he was a seven. He was quite tall, taller than her, had all his hair and looked fit. “No, I’m just out jogging” she replied “What are you doing with all those coolers?” The man paused, putting his hands on his hips. “Well, when I go to my islands, sometimes I go fishing and then I can take lobsters and other stuff back to Boston for friends and family. Are you on vacation up here?” he asked. Miranda nodded but was intrigued by something he said. “You have an island?” she asked. He said that he did, that it wasn’t big but was just around the headland. He added that he was going out there now but then had to come back to drive to Boston as the kids were expecting him to be there for a school performance. Miranda lowered his score to a five as he was obviously a boring married man with kids. As if the thought had just struck him, he said to Miranda that, if she was interested, she could come and see the island. He repeated that it was just around the headland and they’d be there and back in an hour. Miranda hesitated; the idea of a boat trip and visiting an ... island was tempting. It was as about as good as she was likely to find in this hole. Seeing that she was hesitating the man said he understood if she felt she couldn’t come without asking her parents first. That was just the right remark to decide the teenager to go. She didn’t want this man, even if he was a stranger, just assuming that she was a child who had to get permission to do anything. Anyway, what harm was there in it? She’d be out and back before her mother starting worrying. “O.K. I’d like to see your island” Miranda said in a firm voice. At his direction she untied the mooring rope and stepped down into the boat. The man started the motor and moved the boat away from the dock. He asked Miranda if she’d step down into the cabin and listen for the radio, in case the harbormaster called. A little proud of being treated as a responsible person she did as he asked. There was no sound from the radio. She heard the roar of the motors as the boat speeded up and headed out of the bay. She could feel that it had moved out of the shelter of the bay as the boat bounced up and down on the waves. The roar of the motors increased and, as she looked out of the portholes, Miranda was taken aback at the speed at which they were traveling. As the boat continued to increase it’s speed, and there was no sound on the radio, Miranda decided to go up on deck. Poking her head out of the cabin she shivered at the chill of the wind across the water. Looking back, she was rather worried to ...