“Get on that fucking bed bitch, and get your ass naked if you don’t want that pretty little face smashed,” the man repeated angrily. Hannah felt... numb everywhere and was so scared that she was barely able to pull her shirt off. She then unbuckled her shorts and slid them down her long legs. She was shaking and crying miserably now as she removed her bra and then her panties, eliciting numerous lewd and degrading comments from the other bikers. Just like that Hannah was standing naked before. As Brent turned on the shower and waited for it to warm, he heard the distinctive sound of kibble pouring into a metal bowl which clinked against the kitchen’s tile floor.He stepped into the stream of water and began soaping himself. As he did so, he reflected on the night before, and that morning.Emma was amazing. While he’d been with Andrea, he had never even considered life without her, let alone with another woman. Now though, he found himself fantasizing about how things might be.He was. The boat did have a cool name though. It was registered as 'Take the Fifth." All things considered it was an appropriate name.When I arrived in the rented blue cruiser, Harold's Mercedes was already parked at the end of the dirt driveway which lead from the quiet road to the even more quiet river landing. The wooden river landing was the only thing on the property. I was surprised that in the twenty or more years he owned the place, Harold hadn't gone for a little more classy toy. If I was. " "It's me Kate, can we talk?" "Sure." I quickly pull the dildo out hiding all the evidence under my sheets. Placing my robe on I go to the door. "Come on in." Thanks." "Whats up?"She sits beside me. Her hand on my thigh. Whispering in my ear. "I want to play a little game." "Do you know." As I look at her. Staring at her. At first I didn't notice her wearing nothing under her robe. As I stared into those brown eyes I kissed her lips. As we both laid down she noticed me toys. "Well... well.".