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What Do You Fear? [randomname98766789 and Amaranthine]

Bryce was right - Alicia had noticed his body's response to her actions and while she didn't draw attention to it she had to stop and think about what it meant. She didn't think even he could find being bound in this situation arousing, and the only change was the way he feet had slipped against his body. Part of her was unsure that was the cause though. Maybe she wasn't thinking quite straight but in that moment she had a desire to test her theory out and slowly, softly caressed Bryce's thigh with her foot. She didn't miss the reaction that time, and she smiled through her gag as she looked at him.

This would be useful information for the future, probably. Alicia had never really taken the time to think about feet in a sexual manner before and while she couldn't see herself wanting to get all over Bryce, she also found herself feeling quite comfortable with letting him find arousal in hers. She gave him a soft, understanding look that would hopefully make him realize she didn't have a problem with it. Even if she did... Well, penises had a habit of getting out of hand when they shouldn't some times - even she knew that, and while right now sex was far from on her mind she was also a human being and arousing your partner was arousing in itself.

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"Thank you." He seemed intent on staying on her good side, so Anna figured she could hold him to his word. If not... Well, she didn't want to think about the 'if nots' of this situation. He had agreed to help her, so now it was her turn to keep her side of the deal. She could figure out what to do in the future when that became more vital. "This way." That intent expression of hers turned to softness, not quite a smile but the most she could muster as she walked towards their radio. She really didn't trust a word that had came out of his mouth and she was struggling to keep that from surfacing in the way she spoke to him. In order to get everyone out the other side safe, she would need to try to be understanding and hope for the best.

"Radio's off right now but I'm sure you'll know how to work it. Where are you guys based anyways?" She spoke as she walked, and Anna hadn't realized how much she used her hands until the were trapped from her trying to go about regular business. Frankly, she felt naked not being able to talk with her hands so when they reached the radio she leaned back and got her best suggestive voice on in hopes she may catch him off guard and potentially free herself back up. "And uh, will you be untying me at any point? I gotta say, there are other scenarios in which I would have preferred the ties a lot more than right now. Kinda not so great in a first meeting, you know?"
 
It was impossible to miss the look on Alicia’s face. It was even impossible to miss the smile on her gagged lips – it was beautiful with the perfect mix of sexy (the gag) and beauty (the smile). He adored the combination of both in a relationship. While he worried about what Alicia thought, Bryce quickly realized his preoccupation was unwarranted. “Thank you.” Bryce mouthed while looking into Alicia’s eyes. Since she was open to teasing him right now, Bryce decided to place one hand gently onto the sole of her foot and gently rub against the skin. That was something else he enjoyed about the concept of foot play: they could do something related to this fetish without anyone knowing.

If he gave her a foot massage in a room full of her family, nobody would think it was sexual. Bryce offered her another smile and kissed her over the gag one final time as the erection was growing even harder. He hoped that when they were safe again, she would explore it with him. Madison continued pestering Vida about the pregnancy and the possibility of the baby being dead. During that distraction, Travis returned from the engine room on the way to the wheelhouse, managing to sneak a crowbar into one of the seats, hiding it down behind the cushion for later. Then, they were soon all left alone again, Bryce keeping her feet against his thigh. Deciding to try something a bit more, he pressed her toes against his length now to feel a different stimulation.

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Jack released a quiet sigh from his lips when Anna finally agreed to show him the location of the radio. “Thank you.” Jack whispered quietly before following her through the yacht and towards the room wherever the radio was waiting. When he found the radio, the male sat down onto her bed and worked with the equipment for a few minutes. He managed to reach Connor and tell him that they were all secured and ready for him to arrive. After the message was communicated, he flashed Anna a smile and stood up before she made the last comment about untying her. That was all nice and fun, but the last part made him blush. How could he not? Generally, Jack was on the shy side towards girls and he always had been.

It made him smile a little before he finally nodded his head. There was no harm in just releasing her hands now, right? Did it matter that much? Jack did not think it did. “O-Okay… I will release you.” He murmured softly before removing a pocket knife from his jeans. Jack reached down and sliced the zip tie free from her wrists, hoping that she would not betray his faith. “Please don’t do anything crazy, okay? I probably shouldn’t let you do this but I am going to. I need you to be on your best behavior.” After saying this to Anna, he sighed softly before patting the bed to sit down beside him. “So… we can talk a little while we wait for Connor.” Jack added, hoping they could get to know each other a little better.
 
When Bryce's fingers treated gently up the sole of her foot, a shiver shot down Alicia's spine and she had never realized that she enjoyed having them touched until it was Bryce's hands on her. She let out a light hum with the touch, and once he gained more confidence in his actions and curled her toes in against his cock, Alicia had to take a moment to decide if she appreciated that. It didn't take long for her to decide that even for her the stimulation was positive, and that most of her qualms came from the common stereotype of feet naturally being dirty. It actually surprised her how sensitive they were, and that using her feet in this way could titillate her as it was.

The actions were so subtle that she couldn't imagine they were drawing attention to themselves - plenty of men would handle their women's feet, give them massages. Without her hands freed to be able to touch him, this was the closest thing to being able to do so that Alicia could muster. It was well known to everyone that the pair were never far from each other and almost constantly in contact, and it only made sense for them to be curled up together now. It was one form of comfort among a mountain of crazy. Besides, everyone was busy - Travis had a yacht to start and Daniel was yet to free himself. Her mother was still keeping the pregnant woman distracted.

Right at the yacht's engine roared up, their fate in the form of Connor was close to arriving.

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With her wrists free, Anna flicked her hands a few time to adjust to having them back. While the ties hadn't been tight they were still restrictive she hadn't been very fond of that. With her body her own once again she fell on to her bed and laid with her hands up behind her head and one knee pulled up towards her body. Jack was on the opposite side of the bed and the neutral expression on her face didn't give any answers to how she was feeling right about then.

Nick would have had a conniption if he had walked in on this, whether he was 'trying to hate her' or not. Of course, just thinking that made her wonder where exactly wonder boy had gone and why - it wasn't like there were hiding spots on the ship and even if they were she couldn't see Nick running coward with the rest of his family in danger. She also had to hope that Jack was too interested in paying attention to her to notice there were no men of around her age currently accounted for... So she kept him busy, moved on to her side with her one arm accenting the subtle curves of her body.

"I mean, that's probably better than sitting here in awkward silence," she replied. She was staying well behaved because that was what would keep the people here safe, not for her own sake. Somewhere along the line she had started caring again and while back during their first days on sea she had been desperate for any excuse to get out, now she couldn't honestly see herself leaving. She hadn't lied to Nick, she would... She just didn't really want to. "So what do you guys actually do? I mean, seems pretty obvious to me now that whole girlfriend thing was a shtick to catch my attention. Worked, sure, but... Well, I'm curious. What's actually going on?"
 
At least something good resulted from this entire ordeal. Bryce had revealed a new kink of his to Alicia. It was something they could explore with in detail later. After the final few embraces with her feet, Bryce just relaxed his hand around her bound ankles, caressing the skin. Right before Connor arrived, Bryce listened to the engine of the yacht power up. This was likely good news. What would this man named Connor do if the yacht was not functioning when he arrived? That was not a fate Bryce wanted to explore.

The older male finally boarded the Abigail with two other armed assailants. These people did not look friendly. At first, Connor made idle chat about the boat, talking to Reed. He was particularly interested in why the young brunette was bound “more than normal” but Reed told Connor about the fighting spirit she had. It was intriguing but Connor did not see her having any major value so he asked to see Jack and Anna. Reed disclosed how Travis fixed the yacht, explaining that he knew things about boats. That – he could see value in.

Soon enough, everyone was finally gathered back into the same room. Jack and Anna were the last two that entered. “Alright – here’s my proposal. I’ll take Anna and Travis to join our community. I don’t have a need for the others.” Connor mused, his eyes locking with Anna now as he gestured for both her and Travis to come his way.

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“Well, this is a long story and it’s rather complicated.” Firstly, Jack did not know how much he could disclose or what parts he should keep secret. While he knew what Connor wanted, Jack felt like he could trust Anna and tell her things. “Basically, Connor saved my life. I owe him. I just… help him find people that can contribute to the community.” That was how Jack saw it. That was how Connor saw it even if it was much more sinister than they made it sound. Before getting further into conversation, the pregnant woman knocked at the door and gathered Jack and Anna. Connor had arrived and he wanted to meet Anna in person.

When they arrived in the lounge area, they were introduced. Before Anna made her decision about joining the community (well, she had no choice but it was the illusion of a decision), Jack spoke up on her behalf, about the request that everyone on board could be safely escorted to shore. It did not take long before Connor agreed that everyone would indeed be safely escorted to the coast and set free. Reed and the two bodyguards that arrived with Connor were going to stay back to guard the captives on the yacht.

“See, Anna? I told you that I would come through with my promise. Now, I’ll need you to come with me. You said you would, right?” Travis realized that he could not put up a fight without risking anything to these people on board so he granted Connor’s request and walked forward until they had zip tied his hands again and even put a black bag over his head. “I’m sorry but I have to do this as well. It’s just protocol.” Jack sounded almost truly reluctant as he tried to do the same thing with Anna. If she fought back, Jack would make sure that he used enough force so that he could secure her. The last thing he wanted was for Connor to be the one that handled Anna.
 
Alicia wanted to cry out as Connor made off with Travis, Vida heading with them. She couldn't have cared less about Anna being taken but after all that had gone on lately, the last thing that the group needed was to lose another of their own. After they took off, the yacht was left supervised by Reed as well as two body guards that had come along with Connor. Their purpose was to keep everything in order - and hopefully they would do as they were supposed to and make sure everyone got to shore. While that wasn't ideal, it was better than nothing and based on the expecting look Anna had given Jack just moments prior to the male bringing up letting everyone get to safety, she had a feeling what caused that and that left her more confused than anything.

They can't do much more than wait at this point. Alicia shuffled on to Bryce's lap, as she wanted the chance to just be held tight. His erection from moments before was still standing strong and she could feel him pressed up against her body. She wiggled back further against him with her ass against him. Just moments later shots fired and the bodyguards fell to the ground, dead.

"What the fuck." Alicia didn't swear often but when she did, it was often accompanied by this wide eyed, lost expression as she tried to figure out what was going on. She ducked down in to Bryce instinctively, unaware that those shots were friendly fire.

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Anna scowled but she didn't fight - she could let Jack know just how inappropriate she found the way she was being treated later... After she figured out how to get Travis back to his family. That was an unexpected complication in her arrangement, and Jack would get to hear about that as well. At least the rest of them would get to shore, yeah? She tried to let that be what she focused on - she could have it out with Jack later on. She probably shouldn't sure, but Anna wasn't known for her ability to be friendly to people she didn't like.

Next thing she knew she had stumbled on to a boat and was being taken out, Travis beside her. The pair remained quiet throughout the trip, even Anna when Jack tried to talk to her. It was better to just keep her mouth shut right then, causing a scene wouldn't get anyone anywhere. Before she knew it they had landed, and her and Travis were taken in different directions. She sat in a kitchen with her legs crossed at the knees and her hands one on top of the other. She attempted as well as she could to keep her face from just reading disdain to anyone who might walk by, but that was exactly what she was feeling as Connor cooked up some steaks.
 
Nick and the man named Luis cruised towards the Abigail in the Zodiac. Nick looked through his binoculars and spotted two armed strangers. Unfortunately, he missed Connor taking Anna and Travis by a few minutes. Nick explained to Luis that these two people were hostile. Skillfully, Luis shot the two men with his rifle. Inside the living room area of the yacht, Madison had worked her bindings free and stabbed Connor in the gut with the crowbar, sending the metal into his abdomen after realizing this was friendly fire. The two bodyguards were now dead. Within a few seconds, Nick boarded the Abigail again with Luis.

Quickly, he explained who Luis was, that he helped him get here. Nick asked his mother for a situation report and she told him the truth about the guy named Jack and Connor. His heart sunk down when she mentioned Anna being taken along with Travis. Since Luis refused to cross the border without Strand, the family remained at a standstill until Madison took the Zodiac out into the water to gather Strand and bring him back to the Abigail.

Meanwhile, Bryce kept his arms locked around Alicia’s body. Her ass pressing into his crotch, even in a non-sexual manner, was so arousing. When bullets started flying, he quickly moved her body in a manner where he was shielding her from any potential bullets. Chaos was flying all around before settling within the next ten or fifteen minutes. While the others were busy finding Strand or getting rid of the bodies or restraining Connor, Bryce moved his hand slowly towards the gag in Alicia’s mouth. He intended to remove the gag but he had no idea what she was thinking at the time. “Don’t worry, Princess. I’m going to cut you free now. It’s ok. We’re safe now.”

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Jack felt almost betrayed when Anna did not answer him. The young man intended on keeping Anna company and keeping her active verbally during the ride. He could not imagine how terrified she must feel being hooded and restrained. This was his attempt to keep her calm. When they reached the shipyard, Jack cut the zipties from her wrists and removed the bag from her head when Connor gave the ok. Anna was walked to the galley where Connor was waiting. “I will see you soon, Anna. You will be safe here now. Connor will take care of you.” The male whispered softly and even touched her shoulder for a brief moment. He hoped she had not taken a disliking to him now because of this.

When they were left alone, Connor started cooking the steak. “Don’t take it out on Jack too hard. He’s a good guy. I must admit that he’s been interested in you for a long time since you two first communicated. I know you must feel worried, too. But don’t worry. I am doing the best I can to help people. You can contribute. You already have contributed. I won’t say too much about your job, but you’ll be spending a lot of time with Jack. You two will work together. Do you have any questions now, though?”
 
Alicia had been grateful to see her brother climb aboard though she wondered about the man that had boarded with him. Everything was too chaotic for her to keep straight, though, and while everyone else went about trying to sort things out Alicia was left there with Bryce. That was a good thing, though. Being close to him was the only thing keeping her sane.

"Can we please just go down stairs?" With her mouth free, she could speak again and the meek request was accompanied by a soft, doe-eyed expression. They weren't needed up here anyways and maybe it was weird after what just happened but she wanted to find a way to forget what happened and all that came to mind was to be with Bryce. She had little doubts that he would have a problem with that - or maybe he would. It didn't seem like he thought she was too fragile to know what she wanted though and what she wanted was him. This take over had turned what Bryce had made a good feeling in to something bad and she didn't know how to work her way through it enough to feel okay just yet.

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Anna wasn't scared, just pissed. Jack could think whatever he wanted, though. Somehow he managed to think he was doing no wrong, but that just reminded her of herself when she was younger. Hell, her even now. At least she could see when she had broken someone's trust or upset them, though. Jack genuinely seemed to think that what he was doing was okay. She sat in the galley with the intention of staying peaceful, though and while she didn't force conversation when Connor asked her of she had any questions, she did stay pleasant while they spoke.

Eventually he handed her a plate with a steak on it and frankly, when Vida came and took it after Connor had left she was grateful - she didn't even like steak. The pregnant woman was just as sharp tongued as she was, and the swell of her stomach reminded her of her own favourite pregnant lady - Molly. The mexican best friend she would probably never see again. She had no doubts that husband of hers would keep her safe but she would also be half way through her own pregnancy. In a normal world Molly would have been finding out what she was having right about now, and Anna would have been doing her best to be thrilled. Vida leaving quickly was a blessing, though. The wondering was hard on her.

With the room empty she was left to her own thoughts, and Anna found herself wandering away.
 
One simple request combined with a telling expression explained everything to Bryce. The young man cupped her face and nodded his head, only stopping long enough to plant a kiss onto her soft, full lips. Nobody was even looking at them right now so nobody would wonder. Slipping an arum underneath her knees and another underneath her neck, Bryce picked the girl up in his arms. In a bridal style carry, Bryce walked his bound, helpless girlfriend from this living area downstairs until reaching their room. The last couple hours did not even seem real anymore. They were finally safe.

It was almost like they both needed to feel that safety in each other. Once entering their shared room, Bryce gently placed Alicia down onto the bed before closing the door and locking it. A pocket knife was ready to slice through the zip ties but something told him that it might be some time before she is freed. Sitting beside her again and pulling her into his lap, Bryce pressed a few kisses down her neck before pulling away to look in her eyes. “What’s on your mind, Princess?” Bryce had an idea of where he wanted this to go – but he wondered if it was something Alicia could get behind.

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Within a few minutes, Jack stumbled upon Anna walking and venturing around the ship. “Hey, Anna. You can’t be wandering out here. There’s only a certain space you’re allowed to be right now.” Jack realized how bad it sounded – almost like she was taken captive. Even if that’s true, Jack did not see things this way. Truthfully, Jack saw this as him helping out Anna and vice versa. Hopefully, this would give Jack a chance to lead their friendship in the direction he wanted. She was truly not at risk here from Jack. The only worries she had on board: everyone else.

After a few minutes of leading her back through the ship, Jack gave her a full tour of every place that was open to her right now. Her room was right next to his. Jack managed to convince Connor that Anna did not need to stay in a cell. Travis was in a cell but that was something he hoped Anna could avoid. Jack was trying to be accommodating. After the tour, he did make sure that she had no clue where Travis was located nor did she have any exit routes available to her.

Eventually, it was time to get to work. “Okay, if you’ll just follow me, I’ll show you our job.” As they were walking, he finally decided to break the silence about something. “On the yacht… I didn’t see anyone that looked like your boyfriend. Did… something happen to him?” Jack questioned, wanting to know more about Anna.
 
Getting downstairs came as a breath of relief for Alicia, as did being held so close to her lover's chest for the trip down, limbs still bound together. Once they were there, Alicia needed a moment to just breathe, but after that moment passed she was more than happy to be pulled close in to his lap. At the same time, there was this urge deep inside of her that said she needed to run or fight or anything other than relent. As he kissed softly at her neck she could only come up with one sentence for him.

"I want you." She said it with such assurance that there would be no doubt that she meant that. However, besides that one fact Alicia wasn't sure of anything. She wanted to touch him but she also wanted to fight, to hold her own against someone because no one made a victim of her. Would it even be fair to ask that of him? To have him touch the woman he loved when she didn't even know if she wanted to love or fight in that moment? Alicia left little room for question though as her gaze burned in to his and and

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Well fuck - Anna had been enjoying the fresh air (as well as hoping to find a way out of there) when Jack showed up, told her that she wasn't allowed to be out there. She scoffed as he walked her back inside, but as he showed her around she did her best to stay pleasant. Right now she had no way go get out and before she could even consider that she needed to figure out how to get Travis back to his family. Part of her had been hoping that Jack's tour would give her an idea as to where Travis was - nope. In the end his tour didn't even seem like a tour - it felt like she was trapped there.

When Jack asked about Nick, Anna didn't have much a response to give him besides a shrug. In her defense, she really had no clue where Nick might have been. They had been just fine but after the had left the plane crash he had done a very good job of avoiding her. Okay, maybe that was her own fault - it was inappropriate to jokingly (okay... quarter-... half-seriously) proposition your ex. Were situations reversed she probably wouldn't have said no but she also wasn't the one with qualms between them. "Oh, Nick? He's a master of hiding, if he doesn't want to be found he won't be and he's been avoiding me since we stopped on shore for a bit yesterday. I'm sure he's fine, just trying really hard to not have to look me in the eye."

At that point they reached a door and walked in, and Anna turned to face him with her hands in her pockets after the door closed behind them. "Sooo," she drew out the word. "What exactly is this job of ours?"
 
One short, simple sentence spoke volumes for Bryce. After sharing a glance with Alicia, Bryce acted on instinct. The cloth that was in her mouth now dangled around her neck like a necklace. It was positioned in a way he could easily slide it back up towards her lips if he wanted – so, that’s what he did. Within seconds, the gag was placed back in between Alicia’s teeth as the heated arousal started growing for Bryce. Pulling the girl down onto her back, Bryce crawled on top of her bound body and started kissing down her neck.

His large, rough hands cupped the girl’s breasts, massaging and fondling them through the material of her shirt. Bryce spent at least two minutes with these actions before pulling away and crawling down her body with intention to explore with her feet. The first thing he did was pull those bound ankles towards his lips, pressing soft kisses all along the soles of her feet. After every inch was kissed, he placed Alicia’s feet back down into his lap where that erection had not weakened. “Alicia… I want you to struggle for me. Try to get loose.” Not knowing where this came from, Bryce blurted out the most arousing proposal he could think of in that moment. Hopefully, Alicia would not find that weird, but Bryce wanted to see Alicia squirming on the bed – playing into his fantasy of him being the captor of this beautiful girl in this situation. Was this logical after what happened? Probably not – but it felt like the best way to deal with the stress and Bryce was running on hormones and adrenaline right now so his thinking was clouded mainly with what the head between his legs was thinking and desiring.

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It was ironic that Jack did not expect Anna would look for an escape. In his mind, she was thankful for this opportunity. His sweet Anna would not ever want to leave his side, right? The male was clueless about Anna’s true feelings. Jack had no idea that she resented him or resented being here. This was not how his ideal fantasy worked out. This was the opposite, actually. The first evidence of some unsettling action, though, occurred when Anna shrugged when questioned about her ex-boyfriend, Nick. She did not talk much about him on the radio but Jack was curious.

Did he have to compete with Nick? Anna spoke like she had no volition when they were joined together when the world went to hell. To Jack, it sounded like she did not want to be there with Nick or with Nick’s family. With that logic, Anna probably did not care much about Nick, right? Before, Jack heard stories about exes that had gotten back together after a time away. There was a tinge of jealously in Jack’s voice when he spoke about this topic and he tried to not let it show.

Everything she said after the shrug was relieving to Jack. After she asked about their jobs, Jack was happy to tell her about everything they would do together. “We’re just going to start with something simple. Do you know how to read a sonar system on the boat?” Jack asked quietly, tilting his head towards the woman. “I just need you to keep an eye out around us. Look for other ships.” Jack added, revealing how they found the Abigail.
 
A thrill shot through Alicia as he pulled the gag back over her lips. If she could she would have clutched at him, pulled him close and then pushed him away because her mind wasn't completely straight at the moment. She didn't know what she wanted, all she knew was that she needed him. Her back arched as Bryce palmed her breasts, kneading the flesh through fabric until his hands slid South down her torso, skimming rough fingers over the soft flesh of her thighs and calves down to her feet. That didn't come as a surprise after her discovery not long before, and with her nerves already high each touch and kiss made her spine tingle as she grew warmer and warmer.

His suggestion left her in wonder - somehow, of all the things that Bryce could have wanted in the moment his requests lined up with her unexpected desires. Her consent came in the form of a nod and a serious gaze that faded as she pulled one of her feet back, yanking against the restraints that bound her while still being careful about the piece of his anatomy close to where her feet had lain. She bit at the gag in her mouth and struggled to catch her thumb around the bindings on her hands l. Her body wriggled and writhed as she pulled, though she carefully watched Bryce to make sure they were on the same page about what was happening between them.

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Jack dropping the subject was a godsend to Anna, who 1) didn't want to have to think about Nick any more than she needed (that wasn't going well even without Jack's prompting) and 2) couldn't stand Jack's complete ignorance to the fact that she wasn't impressed with him. He wasn't the only one to use someone, though. After all, the main reasons she had talked to Jack in the first place were to distract herself from withdrawl symptoms and to get in to Nick's head. Nearly two years later and being on his mind was what had been important to her, even if it wasn't in the right way.

Really, she didn't know how to talk to Jack. He was meek and shy and she was strong, domineering. Trying to interact with someone who couldn't even keep up with her was boring - she needed someone who could stand even with her, if not take the control away. Nick may not have been the most dominating personality but he'd never faltered when she stood up to him. He was never blushes and awkwardness, not even on day one. She also couldn't miss the nervousness in Jack's words - that was another thing that continued to frustrate her.

"You wouldn't like me if you knew me." She was watching the sonar in a moment of silence when she spoke and only a moment later did she look back towards Jack. She only looked up for a moment before she returned to getting to know what was going on. "I got a pretty face, but what's underneath it... You don't want me as much as you think you do, you just want an idealized version of me you made up in your head."

Only then did the monitor show something she hadn't been expecting - and she had seen the log book enough to recognize what ship that number belonged to. Her lips pursed tight together as she grasped tight at the edge of the table. "What the fuck, Jack?" She was serious as she spoke, and her gaze genuinely settled on the male for the first time. Her face was unreadable but her tone said all that needed to be said.
 
Eyes locked with Alicia’s green orbs, their shared gaze spoke a thousand words. Knowing this was consensual, Bryce dropped all reservations and fears he once had about his fantasies. When the girl began writhing and pulling at the zip ties, a new role took over. Yanking her feet back on his lap and slowly grinding his hips against the soles of her feet, an evil smirk spread on Bryce’s face. “Keep struggling. You’re not getting loose. You’re mine, now. Nobody is coming to save you. You won’t ever escape me.” It was easy to slide into the captor role. Alicia made that easy because he felt comfortable doing this thanks to her agreeing to his idea. Suddenly, the male pulled his body away from her feet finally and then flipped her onto her stomach.

From there, Bryce wrapped his hands around her body and squeezed her breasts, pinning her body down with his weight. His hands began molesting her breasts with a tight grip, that erection of his feeling like it was on fire in his pants. It pressed against her hands now that were tied behind her back. “You’re such a fucking sexy captive. I’m going to enjoy making you my slave.” Of course, he was still playing the role. He did not see her as a slave or object, but for all intents and purposes of their little game, this language was proper. After a few moments of this, he finally pulled back and stood up from the bed, slowly dropping his jeans and his boxers so his cock would be released. Soon, he would have to work a way to remove her clothing as well but he was not too worried yet. Since he was already naked below the waist, he removed his shirt as well so he was entirely voice of clothing. Reaching down, he pulled Alicia towards the edge of the bed and sat her upright, pressing the tip of his cock against her gagged lips. Now that she could see the erection and feel him, it was obvious just how aroused he had grown.

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It made Jack frown when Anna sounded convinced Jack would dislike her if he knew her. “Well, I doubt that, Anna. Plus, I know you now. We spent all that time together talking on the radio. I feel like I’ve known you forever. I think everything’s going to work out fine for us.” Nothing was ruining Jack’s perfect little dream – not even the way she acted. He refused to believe she could have acted in such a way that he would have not liked her. It just did not seem logical. Jack naively felt like he did know Anna, though, so that statement seemed even more inapplicable.

Then, she talked about having a pretty face, him not wanting her as much as he did, and this idealized version of Anna he had in mind. While she was right on the damn spot with her assumptions and conclusions about him and the way he looked at her, Jack refused to believe that. “Oh, you’re so much more than a pretty face, though. You’ve survived. We all have and you’re strong. That’s much more than a pretty face. I care for you so much even with all the things that make you unideal.”

To be honest, Jack felt like they were connecting now. “Honestly, I don’t see how I can ever not have an unideal version of you. I think you’re perfect, Anna.” Sadly, this sweet little moment did not last for too long. Jack bit his lip when she snapped at him. At first, he felt confused but once he looked down at the sonar and checked the log book, his heart dropped. It was the Abigail. There was no chance in hell that anyone on that yacht had been dropped off at the coast like Reed and Connor promised.

The look on Anna’s face was one that looked like betrayal and Jack did not know how to handle it. He continued frowning and shrugged his shoulders. “I-I don’t know what to say. I’m sure there’s a good reason for it. Just… I can talk to Connor if you want. I’m sure Reed is keeping his word. He’s not that bad of a guy.” Even though Reed had gleefully killed before, Jack again refused to believe anything might happen that had the potential to upset his perfect little fantasy.
 
Alicia's heart raced even faster as he pulled her feet back towards him, spoke with an evil smirk that just managed to make her even wetter, and then flipped her on to her stomach. She fought against it but with the ties binding her she stood no chance, and before she knew it two hands and come around her sides, squeezing at the soft, malleable flesh of her breasts. She whimpered as she tried to pull away from the touch but she stood no chance - he had her pinned to the bed with nowhere to go. As he pulled back away from her she attempted to turn on the spot and succeeded just in time. She watched his jeans fall just enough to free his cock and the hunger inside of her grew stronger, needier.

She had to fight to keep her breathing steady as he slowly pried fabric from flesh and then tossed them to the side. Not long after, his shirt followed suit and she was left laying there with the incredibly sexy sight of her boyfriend bare in front of her. If she could she would have leaned in, grabbed all he had to offer in her hands and give herself over to him. This time however, she couldn't. Even if her bindings didn't stop her, that wasn't the goal. He sauntered in towards her until he was so close that the head of his cock pressed to her gagged lips. Alicia let out another whimper as she attempted to back away, which ended up being more like a slight shuffle on the bed while she turned her head and closed her eyes.

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Jack was frustrating her, even without all the mess with the Abigail. It took a special kind of crazy to love an addict - but he didn't know about that part of her, and especially not how deep the need was in her veins. Even if he was an option to her, he would be one that never understood how hard she was struggling each day that passed. On top of that, he didn't actually know anything about her. Anna was the queen of being able to talk without actually revealing anything of substance. She'd spoken to him a lot, sure, but she had never actually told him anything major about herself, and his naivete made her want to spill all those dirty secrets at once and make him understand. He looked like he would explode if she burst this fantasy of his, though, so she said nothing.

"Yes, Jack. You should do that. Your people already stole Travis, that's bad enough. I'm serious, they better be okay. Everyone on that ship is a good person." She grasped tighter at the table, so hard her knuckles blanched. She was so frustrated with everything that was happening that she had to fight to keep her limbs from shaking. "Go, do that. I need to take a walk or something and I'll meet you back here. Saying I can't, by the way, isn't an option." She needed to be able to get time to herself when she was upset - in the past that had been a relationship saver, now it was simply to keep her from wanting to tear someone's head off.... If he tried to say no? Well, she would be done even trying to cooperate.
 
“You poor girl. Do you actually think you’re getting out of this?” Smirking, Bryce pulled her face back towards his cock, pressing the head against her lips. Out of everything, the muffled noises were arousing him the most and it was showing. “Get used to it – this cock will be inside of you every second of the day if possible.” Finally releasing the brunette, Bryce sat upright and looked deep into those eyes of hers. Though he knew this was consensual, Alicia was an incredible actress. For that, he was appreciative. “Even though I’d rather keep you bound up for a while, I need to get these clothes off you. When I take off the ties, you better be a good girl if you don’t want to get hurt. I don’t think I need to take the gag out, though. That’s fine where it is.” Removing a pocket knife, Bryce made quick (but careful) work of the zipties. Seeing these on her wrists sparked an idea because it just so happened that he carried a box of them himself.

Of course, the original intentions of these zip ties were of practical use, not this. Well, he might as well use them now, right? As soon as her hands and ankles were freed, Bryce wasted no time. His hands wrapped around her wrists and pinned her arms down onto the bed. He lay on top of her, their chests touching and his breath rolling off against her lips. “Now, are you going to be a good girl for me?” Bryce asked, deciding to give her an incentive by spanking his hand across her ass cheek rather roughly as a warning to what “punishment” she might have if she acted out.

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It made Jack frown again when Anna pointed out that these people had taken Travis from the Abigail. Clearly, the older male did not wish to accompany them but Jack looked past it. Again, he was too naïve to think Connor could do wrong. Hoping to smooth things over with Anna, he felt irked when she insisted that he go radio Reed and check if everything was going alright with the yacht. Clearly, Anna needed to take a walk and calm down. Before he could even respond, she had decided that the answer he intended on giving her was not an option. This was horrible because Jack was put in a rough spot. If he let Anna do this, he would be in trouble with Connor. If he obeyed the rules and refused to leave her alone, well, what would Anna do?

Not wanting to be in this spot, Jack felt frustrated that things were no longer running smoothly. It did not look like the fantasy in his head. “Don’t put me in that position, Anna. You know the rules. You know I’ll get in trouble if Connor finds out. You’ll get in trouble. He’s agreed to leave you alone. Don’t you understand that? Don’t you understand all I’ve done for you already? I’ve risked my own ass time and again for you, Anna. Why are you acting like this? What happened to the woman on the radio? You are not acting anything like her. What happened, Anna? I don’t get it. Please, tell me what I am doing wrong here. I’m trying to hard to make you happy. Can’t you see that?”
 
Alicia whined through the gag as her head was jerked back towards his cock, and fake tears welled in her eyes as he released his hold on her to make quick work of the ties on her ankles and wrists. She pulled and fought as he worked with them, though she stayed careful not to actually hit him in the process. While she wished to struggle, she couldn't imagine actually causing him any sort of injury. Bryce seemed to have expert hands though, and her limbs were freed with an ease that Alicia didn't think possible.

"Stop," she pleaded as he pulled her by the arms and climbed on top of her. Her heart raced as she pulled her wrists against his hold and he hovered so close to her that she felt like she was on fire. Her face looked pained, scared but she knew very well what she was doing and she hoped that Bryce knew she was still comfortable. If she wasn't, she was sure that he would stop. His hand spanked her ass and she let out a sharp inhale.

"Please don't hurt me, I didn't do anything wrong!" She played the captive better than she thought she would; Alicia never imagined that she would make a good actress but this was proving otherwise. Her struggle came off as genuine, almost scaredly so.

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"Look, Jack." Anna had murder in her eyes as she stared him down from where she stood. "You really don't get it, do you? 'The rules'." She scoffed at that as she sauntered closer to him with the same murderous expression. "Does that not sound like captivity to you? I'm not allowed to be by myself, know where an exit is, go for a damn walk without you breathing down my neck? You lied to me and then took me captive, Jack."

"Are you so stupid that you think I'm okay with any of that?" She reached him as she spoke and wrapped her arms around his neck, a gesture that was casually out of place given her tone and expression.. "I already told you that you know jack shit about me. You're not the only one who used someone here, Jack. All I wanted was a distration from sobriety and to fuck with my ex a bit 'cause I was angry with him. That's it. And just as we start getting along, just when there's the slightest hint things could end up okay..." She looked up away from him as her eyes glazed over in a sheen of tears. She wasn't talking about Jack but she wouldn't be surprised if he thought she was with that last line.

"I'm going for my damn walk, I wasn't asking for permission. Go figure out what's going on with Nick's family. If you follow me or don't go do that, I'll go talk to Connor myself and I can't see that being taken well." She stepped away, eyes softening just enough that he would still know she meant business. At that point she split from him, pulled the door open and ducked down the first hallway she saw in hopes that if he tried to follow she could lose him.
 
“You’re correct. You didn’t do anything wrong. The second I saw you, I knew I needed to make you mine. You are so fucking sexy. I bet you’re going to make an excellent slave for me.” This was perfect. Bryce already knew he would enjoy hearing Alicia talking with the gag in her mouth, but he could not anticipate that it would make him feel this aroused. Every word was muffled and strained – he could not understand every word but he pieced together enough syllables to figure out the bigger picture of words she had been trying to articulate.

Finally, the male decided to get the undressing process started on his sexy captive. Showcasing his pure, raw strength, Bryce began with using one hand to pin down both of her wrists, crossing them together. Then, the young man used his other hand to work on removing Alicia’s top. This was particularly difficult because he had to let go of her arms at one point to slide the material over her head. However, once the task was accomplished, Bryce dropped the shirt on the floor beside the bed and immediately worked on undoing the clasps of the bra she had been wearing.

Now that his girlfriend was bare-chested, Bryce turned his attention towards restraining her again. Quickly, he flipped Alicia around so he could yank her arms behind her back and use another zip tie to restrain her wrists. These would not be as tight as the ones applied to her by Reed but they were not exactly loose, either. Bryce found that happy medium of being tight enough to be inescapable without crossing the line of harming Alicia. Once that was done, he pressed his erection against her bound hands and started to rub his cock and his balls against them, a hand reaching underneath her body and slipping into her jeans.

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The way Anna talked to him now made Jack feel small. The way she looked at this situation was so different from how Jack approached their situation. She was not a captive in his opinion no matter how strong her argument was. It broke his damn heart when she mentioned him being stupid and using him as a distraction. Jack tried not to be emotional but those hurtful words combined with her actions made him want to cry, too, but he realized he already made a fool out of himself. The only glimmer of hope he had was with Anna’s last line – as he thought she meant him.

Finally, after their conversation ended abruptly and Anna left the room, Jack composed himself. Although he wanted to go after her – that was his first instinct after all, Jack forced himself to stay back and hope that things would work out alright. Instead, he decided to approach the radio after all. Just when Jack thought things could not become any worse, they did. “Reed, come in.” No answer. “Reed, are you there?” No answer and Jack would not get an answer. It made him feel sick. What the hell was going on? Not knowing what to do, he decided to go find Connor.

On board the Abigail, Reed died promptly despite attempts to keep him alive for a bargaining chip. Though the family needed to get moving, Luis gave them half a day to rescue Travis and Anna. Nick was taking this especially hard because he wanted to find Anna himself and save her. He could not get over what happened – that she was taken when he was not here. God, Nick wanted to change everything but he could not. He felt guilty because he tried to get away from Anna and busy himself with these tasks from Strand to keep his mind occupied. Maybe if he was there, he could have saved Anna.
 
Alicia was weak under Bryce's touch and she was finding it surprisingly hard to keep up their game when all she wanted to do was melt into his touch. There was an eroticism to their fight though and she couldn't give it up to matter how much she wanted to just lose herself in him. Every moment she spent watching his arousal peak just made her more and more desperate for what was going to come once he had finished taking her clothes off.

"No, please," she begged and choked on her words as he pinned her wrists together and then worked around his own hold to tear her shirt from her body. He left her there shirtless, wearing a pretty lace bra that she had picked up from the wreck in hopes of getting to show off to him - that too was thrown to the side and the devilish grin on Bryce's face was working wonders to work her up. She didn't think she had ever been as wet as she was then - and then he went and flipped her over and she knew this was just getting started. He put her face down with her head against a pillow and pulled her arms behind her back. Alicia yanked against his hold but he was stronger, he would always be stronger, and then, sure enough, he tied her wrists back together.

"I'll give you anything you want, just please leave me alone!" She knew - he'd love hearing those words come out of her lips, somewhat muffled by the gag that still split between her lips. She pressed her wrists tight together in hopes that the bonds were loose enough to allow her to get one wrist out but no - while they weren't as tight as the previous ones had been, Bryce knew how to keep a hold of her. Her heart raced as his hands slipped into her pants, so close to exactly where she wanted him... She squirmed away from the touch and pulled her legs in tight to block his hands from venturing any further than they had already gone. He would surely be able to get what he wanted, though.

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Anna's next steps were the start of a series of events that would possibly give her a chance to leave this place behind. First, she wandered. She had no clue where anything was and her 'tour' had been brief and not helpful. All she could hope was that what she would be able to find somewhere to just breath without too much of a hassle. After she was sure Jack had gone off to do his thing, she didn't really care if she got caught. That didn't happen, though - instead she found herself in the hull of the ship where she came across iron-barred cells. Travis was in one of them and just seeing him made Anna feel like she was way too sober to be dealing with this shit. They talked but only for a moment, she couldn't stick around for long. She told him she would do her best to get him out of there and he told her that Alex, the girl from the raft, had arrived here and been the one to tell Connor, Jack and the others all about the Abigail. That made her feel better - barely. This wasn't entirely her fault at least. "If only one of us gets out of here... It's you - and you tell Nick what you just told me, I can't keep disappointing him."

She was less fiery but more on edge when she made her way back up the stairs - she figured by now someone would be on the lookout for her but it wasn't long before she watched Jack leave a room and she heard Connor on the other side of the door. Jack mumbled about trying to find her as she dashed behind a corner and, luckily, Jack went in the other direction. As she stood in silence waiting her hands fiddled in her pockets, and it didn't take long for her thumb to brush across something - the tablet she had been planning on offering Nick earlier. She had barely fought the urge to down it when she got another idea. She could hear Connor and what sounded like Madison communicating on the other side of the door, and when the voices went quiet and she heard loud steps coming in her direction she had to dash away again.

Anna had never drugged someone before. Well, not on purpose. There was that time she'd accidentally given Molly heroin laced with PCP but she had also taken some of that batch without realizing what was in it so that didn't count (Molly didn't agree with that train of thought). She prayed she wouldn't be noticed, and those prayers were answered when footsteps faded and then a door closed not far off - a bathroom if she remembered correctly. She only had a couple minutes to get in and out but if anyone knew how to speed crush pills it was her. Luckily enough, Connor already had a drink ready and before the man could even flush Anna was back out again. Once Connor had returned she simply waited - it was a long, unnerving moment that spilled into minutes and then nearly half an hour. Eventually, she heard the telltale drop-off of someone who was about to pass out. She waited, and then once she was sure he was down she slipped into the room.

"So, uh, probably the last voice you want to be hearing right about now but I know you guys are there, and you should let me know what your plan is 'cause I know where Travis is and I just drugged the big dude so we have... an hour? Ish." She leaned against the table with her elbow propping her up, radio held close to her face as she hoped that no one else would be on that line.
 
Although their time together sexually has been limited to one night before now, Bryce had a great understanding of the wetness he felt between Alicia’s legs now compared to the other night. It almost didn’t seem real. “Damn. You’re so fucking wet, Alicia. I knew you’d like this deep down. I knew you’d enjoy being kidnapped and forced to take my cock.” Was there anything more dehumanizing to an unwilling victim than forcing her to become overcome with arousal and pleasure even against her will? It was a fun narrative to play though Bryce knew in reality she was wanting this more than she ever wanted something before in her life.

Moving forward, Bryce worked on removing Alicia’s jeans. Keeping the girl on her stomach meant he would have an excellent view of that tight, perky ass she had. Moaning when it was exposed, his hands gripped the flesh against her underwear and began molesting her backside, too. If Alicia had ever noticed anything about Bryce before, it would have likely been that he was staring at her ass. Always, Bryce has much preferred ass over breasts in that age old discussion between men (but he loved both obviously). So, it worked out perfectly that Alicia’s rear was the epitome of perfection in what he desired.

It made him want to spank her and fuck her as hard as he could. To this point, he had no idea if she’d even be open to anything anally but that was something he could raise at another time. Even if not, there was nothing wrong with his hands fondling her ass and playing with the flesh. Once his time had finished here, Bryce made quick worked of her soaked panties, finding them wetter than he had anticipated. It only boosted Bryce’s confidence that much more.

With those pesky clothes removed, Bryce turned his attention onto the girl’s feet again. Here, he pulled them into his lap and attached the zipties around her ankles again. Deciding to take things one step further, he quickly grabbed the third zip tie he brought and used his knife to cut it, making it significantly smaller. This one, however, went around both of her big toes – simulating a toe tie if he had been using rope. Once that was secured, he placed her feet back into his crotch and started grinding his hips against them again, admiring how cute she looked like this. “I’m getting so hard already. I think it’s almost time that I fuck you, don’t you agree?”

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When Jack returned from the failed attempt at reaching the Abigail, he felt defeated. Anna was going to kill him! Never did he think something happened to Reed. However, a couple minutes agonizingly slowly passed by before Jack went pale. There was still no answer and Anna had not returned yet. Shit. Jack had fucked up – and he knew it, too. Defeated, he realized it was time to inform Connor about everything that transpired. Entering the man’s office, he explained everything calmly and slowly. Anna needed to blow off steam, so he allowed her to leave. The Abigail was spotted on the radar again so Jack checked on the crew to find no answer. This alarmed Connor because the guards did have orders to kill everyone once Travis and Anna were secured. Somehow, it seemed that plan failed. Connor was furious at Jack even though none of this was particularly his fault other than letting Anna go off on her own. He was most worried about his brother, Reed, not knowing how in the hell anyone could have stopped him or the other two armed guards. Therefore, he requested access to the radio and Madison Clark finally answered. The look in Connor’s eyes was one like he wanted to kill somebody for this and Jack could not look up at him again. It made him even more weary that Connor was going to kill off her entire ship – her ex, his family, and the others, too.

When things calmed down, Madison and Connor reached a proposition. They would make a trade, his brother for their two hostages. Begrudgingly, Connor agreed and told Jack to find his “princess” and bring her to the docks with Travis. Connor needed time to think about this but he needed to get his brother back. Jack would be dealt with later. Connor was focused on just one thing but he vowed his vengeance against these people once Reed was safe. With his head down, Jack walked out of the office and started his quest for Anna. With each passing second without finding her, Jack felt a great sense of unease about the situation. Where was she? Why did she lie to him? He needed to tell her everything and hope she could forgive him and realize he tried his absolute best to assure this went smoothly. Jack did not think they were a lost cause. Jack wanted a chance with Anna and he was bound to get it. After walking out of the room, Connor needed to just think about this over his bathroom break and Jack was not about to go disturb Connor’s office again until he found Anna so she was completely safe in there now.

Meanwhile, on the Abigail, that proposal? Yeah, that was total bullshit. Madison just tried to buy time because Reed was long dead, gone, and reanimated. It was risky but they had intended on putting a bag over his head to keep Connor from seeing that his brother was dead. It could work and it was the only plan they had. Madison was not leaving without her fiancée. Since Anna was here, too, she would do everything to get her back as well even if she had treated her son like shit. It surprised her when Anna came through on the radio. Madison had half a mind to think she was working for their enemies now. Instead, she merely told Anna to wait. She needed to talk to the others about the new gameplan. When she left, however, Nick sneaked inside after hearing the conversation. “Anna, it’s Nick. Don’t bother with anything my mother says. I’m coming up there myself. I’m not leaving you alone like this any longer.” Without even giving her a hint as to where he might be going or how he was going to find her, Nick left the room and made it clear he was going to get to her. Maybe he was crazy for it, but Nick simply needed to find her and get to Anna. That was all that mattered.
 
Bryce pulled her jeans from her body and Alicia fought against it. Pulling her legs tight together was futile, and her struggle against him was the same. Before long she was left completely bare and at his whim. He knew just how aroused she was, there was no way around it. He had felt her slickness and saw how wet her panties had become from their struggle. She pulled away as he went to tie her again but he won out - she was once again left secured and utterly helpless, though this time with his erection stroking against the surprisingly smooth flesh of her feet.

He talked of fucking her and she let out a whimper, knowing full well he was going to. She knew if she really wanted to stop he would, but she didn't want that - she wanted him to take her by force, to fill her as she struggled and cried out. "Please don't," she begged as she tried to pull her feet back away from his cock. "Please, please. Let me go, please. Don't hurt me."

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They asked her to wait - that wasn't something she could really do when she knew there was someone looking for her. Every moment that Anna spent waiting in that room made her anxiety levels skyrocket and she couldn't even fix it - that xan would have been ideal in her system right about then but she had already used it on Connor and the bottle was left under her pillow back on tha yacht.

Then Nick was there, though and she had never been so happy to hear his voice. After all, she had left the Abigail not even knowing where he was. He said he was coming to get her and she let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, I need to get Travis and find a way out but I'll hurry." She paused, waiting for a reply - it didn't come. She wasn't really surprised, though. Addicts had a disposition towards impulsivity and she wasn't surprised they weren't working anything specific out. From there she had to move, and did fast. Sure, she didn't have a key to the cells but she did had a bobby pin holding back the shorter parts of her hair from when she had shaved the sides a year back and that would have to do - lockpicking was a morally questionable skill, sure, but it worked. After releasing Travis they had to find a way out.
 
Although everything Alicia had ever done was arousing for Bryce, her last few sentences and actions were particularly special. There was something so special about her begging and pleading with him to let her go. For some reason, that particular language had always been a person favorite of his to imagine in this situation. When his eyes flickered downwards at her bound feet, he saw the girl’s toes curling and uncurling as they strained against his hands and the zipties. It felt like there was an overload of sensory information to Bryce right now so he likely missed one or two things that could have made him even harder.

Finally, Bryce decided the time for foreplay was over. Now, this was not a traditional sex position even if they were not pretending this was rape. Her ankles were tied together which meant her legs were closed. Thanks to some deep thinking and… unscientific research, Bryce knew how to combat that issue. Within seconds, Alicia’s knees were pushed down close to her chest. Since she was so flexible, it was easy to accomplish as her body was essentially folded in half at her waist, leaving her feet dangling in front of his lips (another positive part about this position).

Here, a woman’s thighs and legs would open naturally. That combined with Bryce’s hands gripping her legs and pulling them open further allowed for a wider angle for him to attack. Just like that, her sweet little pussy lips had come into his view, all wet and ready for his cock. “Here we are now. This is going to be so fucking fun.” Smirking, Bryce rubbed the tip of his cock against Alicia’s entrance. Then, he slipped forward and thrust his thick, long, hard cock deep inside of the bound and gagged brunette. His lips allowed a loud moan to escape once they started. It felt better than Bryce ever imagined or hoped.
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Jack continued searching for Anna with a sense of urgency and panic. However, the woman was never within sight. Though Anna would have a couple more close calls on the way to Travis, Jack was never any wiser to spot Anna. Instead, he continued checking everywhere on the deck. It was such a large place that it was almost impossible to cover every inch of the ship. Jack would never think about going back into Connor’s office. It would have likely pissed off Connor since he was already agitated. Jack would also not check down in the lower space of the shipyard where Travis was being held because there were no major exits and the doors should have been locked.

Meanwhile, Nick decided to not say anything for his family or others on board. It would take them way too long to figure out a new plan. Nick was not letting those psychos hang around the brunette any longer. Just simply jumping off into the water, Nick began swimming towards the shipyard. Since he assumed the largest ship was the place where Anna was being held with Travis. There was a massive ladder on the bottom of the ship.

From there, Nick climbed on top, finding the deck and realizing that the coast was clear. Now that he had boarded the ship, it was time to look for Anna. He quickly started searching through this place, looking into each room he passed. Even Nick had to avoid the wandering and muttering Jack. Realizing they probably would not be holding a hostage up near the deck, he finally went downstairs, hoping to find his ex-girlfriend and his mother’s fiancée. Nick kept track of the doors and stairs he passed, hoping to recall a quick exit when the time came. His clothes were soaked and his heart was beating quickly though Nick knew he did not have time to calm himself. Connor was not the only enemy on board. If anyone spotted Nick, this was over.
 
Alicia couldn't stop him as he pushed her knees up towards her chest, which left her open and ready for him. There was no denying that she was genuinely enjoying what was going on as he pressed the head of his cock against the neat, soft and slippery lips of her vuvla. Just moments later he penetrated her and she couldn't deny the twinge of pain in her pelvis. Despite how wet she was, she was near virginal and he was definitely big. Unlike last time, he hadn't taken the time to stretch her out as he pushed in to her.

The cry she let out at that moment was real, but the pain didn't last long. Her body knew that she wanted this and because of that, she had no trouble adjusting after a few seconds. Finally feeling Bryce inside of her was a release - she gasped and struggled to keep her breathing even as a wave of pleasure rocked through her. She continued her act, though. As he thrusted in to her she whimpered and squirmed as she tried to get away. With her feet so close to his face, she was careful not to jerk her legs around. "Why are you doing this to me?" She cried through the gag.

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So far, so good - Anna had been lucky so far and managed to keep out of Jack's way. She tried not to think about that and jinx it as she lead a silent Travis back in the direction she had came. Then, as she neared a stairwell, footsteps began to echo from around the corner where the stairs back up were. They were effectively trapped if whoever it was took a right turn - the hall they were on was long, too long for them to clear fast enough unless they ran. That would draw enough attention on its own.

"I'm so sorry," she mouthed to Travis as her fingers drummed against her palm and she prayed that this wasn't over. With her back flat to the wall and her throat tightening, the footsteps got closer and closer and... She balled her hand in to a fist, prepared to punch, when she realized that she knew the wet form that had come around the corner. Her first reaction was to push him anyways, for scaring the shit out of her, and then wrap her arms tight around him. In that moment, she didn't care if she got a little wet.

"Please tell me you remember the way out of here man," she said as she pressed her head against him so that her chin was near Nick's collarbone and her forehead against his neck. She wanted to cling, to hold on tight to him, but now wasn't the time. Would there ever be a time? As she finally stepped back she offered him an apologetic expression. "Jack's kind of on a hunt for me, I kind of went awol after I saw the Abigail getting close. So we need to be careful."
 
“A beautiful girl like you should be taken care of and fucked senseless. That’s why. After seeing you once, I could never let you out of my sight again.” This was not just him playing a role, either. There was truth to his words in reality, just not in the same context. Their first meeting, even as young children, solidified their fates. From the beginning, it was Bryce and Alicia – nothing changed that. It might have taken them approximately 18 years to realize the depths of their feelings, but Bryce was not complaining. The wait was so worth it for Alicia. Now, their whole lives rested ahead of them.

But now, Bryce did not care about the future. The only thing on his mind was right now. With her pretty, bound feet close, his lips slowly wrapped around her big toe, letting his tongue caress the flesh before moving down towards her smaller toes. Then, his mouth captured the arch of her foot, her heel, and towards the flesh part of her soles closest to her toes. The same action was repeated with her other foot as his thrusting slowed down significantly. Not wanting to rush through anything, Bryce took his time with Alicia’s body, even placing his hands onto her perky breasts now that her legs were supported in their open state with his own.


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Finally, Nick spotted Travis and Anna. The most unsurprising part about everything was his ex-girlfriend’s reaction. The girl wrapped her arms tightly around his body and Nick returned the hug. Even though he should not have, even though he allowed his feelings to overcome common sense yet again, Nick was lost in happiness knowing that Anna was safe. It was now his job to ensure that she stayed that way. Taking a deep breath after she asked about the way out, Nick nodded his head. “I know exactly where to go. We’ll have to jump into the water, though.” Nick had not worked out exactly how they were getting to the Abigail but now he had a plan.

Before speaking it, Nick looked down to feel her face against his neck and it was so fucking familiar. It almost led him to forget about the situation. It almost forced him to press a kiss onto her lips – but he did not. Nick knew better but he was not doing better. Finally, when she pulled back, he breathed out a sigh of relief. There was a similar expression on his own face – of apology. Wasn’t that ironic? She had been the one to initiate the hug but somehow Nick still thought he was wrong for allowing it to happen. “Alright, we’ll avoid Jack on the way if we can. If not, I brought back up.” Pulling a handgun from the back of his pants, Nick nodded towards the door as if he would lead the way.

Though he did not want to use it, he would. The last thing Nick wanted was a dead man on his conscious. Nevertheless, Nick turned away from the two people and took lead out of the door and into the hallway once it was clear. Nick had a vivid memory of their exit but it was easier said than done. Until then, he was just hoping for the best, sneaking through these corridors.
 
Alicia knew there was a truth to his words that expanded past the roles they were playing; years upon years of destiny waiting to come forth had brought them together and even before that it had always been them. To have one without the other was nearly impossible - from the day they had met, back when they were barely speaking, they had been virtually inseparable. Now that was only amplified - Alicia at his side was what came naturally to both of them and for that she was grateful. She really didn't know what she would do without Bryce, especially now that the only life she had known had come to an end.

She couldn't help but moan from a combination of how amazing he felt inside her and how happy his words made her, despite their tone. She couldn't help but jolt slightly as he brought her toes, one by one, in to her mouth. It was hard for her to believe how good that felt - it was a strange pleasure that she almost felt guilty for enjoying given the stigma but damn it, she was glad that she had let him venture down that road with her. His pace slowed to the point that each thrust left her whimpering and holding back moans, though that was not an easy task. With her hands bound she couldn't push his hands from her breasts but she could squirm, try to pull her upper body away from his grasp even though the attempt was for naught.

"Please stop." It became harder for her to fight the more this went on; she was so close to not being able to keep up their charade purely on account of the fact that she felt amazing. Her head, which had turned away from him moments earlier, moved once more to catch his gaze as she begged once again. "I'll do anything you want, just stop please, please..."

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Nick had a fucking gun - okay that would probably be more useful than her fists ever would be, especially given that everyone there out-muscled her, but as soon as Anna saw it she was hoping that it wouldn't be needed. Jack was... well, an idiot in her mind but he genuinely didn't seem to understand his own shitty behavior. Besides, if Connor sucked as much as Anna thought he did, she may as well had already sentenced Jack to death. Now that was something she didn't want to even think about, and luckily there wasn't time to be worrying about that as the trio had to get back out. She was grateful to hear that Nick remembered the way out because, while she had an idea what halls may have lead to an exit, she was not sure at all.

She could hear Jack when they got up stairs and given that Nick was closest to her, her hand ended up rested on his stomach to halt them all. "Oh come on, you're going to get me in trouble. I talked to Connor, everyone's okay and... well, he wants to send you back, Travis too. But I'm sure he'd let you stay if he knew that was what you wanted." The words got quieter, which meant that he was walking away from where they were... that was good - but the last thing she wanted was for Nick to think that she wanted to be here. Okay, sure - she had told him that she would leave him alone, but no part of her actually wanted it. If he did? Well, she would go but this wasn't going to be where she stayed.
 
After this, Bryce no longer felt like he had anything to hide. His kinky desires and fantasies should be brought into the open. Thanks to this experience, Bryce truly believed that Alicia would accept everything he offered. At the same time, he respected and cared for her enough that nothing he suggested would have been out of line, either. Maybe in the future, Bryce would develop other ideas but for now, he focused on the present. The more she squirmed and begged, the more aroused Bryce felt. Even thought it was obvious she could not get enough of him, the role was so damn convincing. Rest assured, Alicia would have her sweet cuddly time with him before bed. But now was a time for something unordinary.

After fondling those precious tits for a few minutes, Bryce dropped his hands down onto the girl’s ass again. He started by gently rolling the flesh around his fingers before digging them rougher into the mound of skin. After a couple minutes, Bryce decided to take things further and even pop her butt with his hand a few times, spanking his captive for extra stimulation. Of course, the spanking was not one that would hurt or feel even remotely close to hurting. It was playful and pleasurable. His hips were having difficulty remaining at this pace. It would have been so easy to let go of all reserves and pound into her tight pussy, but Bryce kept holding back.

Meanwhile, one hand finally slipped upwards from her ass and peeked inside of her legs where he started to search for her clitoris. Once he found the sensitive bulb, two fingers began rotating clockwise circles into her clit. More moans fell from his lips at this time as his mouth remained kissing on her feet. With each second, Bryce’s pace of thrusting increased and his cock was just shoved deeper into her tight hole. “I will never let you go. You’re mine now – and forever. Get used to being my sexy little captive. There is no escape for you.”

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As the trio sneaked through the corridors, Nick heard Jack’s voice. It sounded like the poor guy was hopeless with Anna. He searched for her across every inch of that level of the ship to no avail. When Jack mentioned something about Anna wanting to stay on board, it caused a crook in his eyebrows. After a second, he realized that was probably not her intention. Anna manipulated people so well just as she did with him for those years together. It was likely the same holding true with Jack. Either way, he could not help the tinge of jealousy when thinking she’d rather be with Jack than him.

But they promised to leave each other alone so why should it bother? Oh, but it did. Shaking that thought from his head, Nick led the group out deeper into the hallway. After a few more turns, they reached the edge of the ship. This was exactly where they needed to go. Looking down at the side, there was a massive fall into the water. Thankfully, about this time, Madison had powered up the Zodiac .It appeared she was going to approach with a new plan.

In that moment, she spotted her son with Travis and Anna. They were home free! Just jump into the water, climb into the Zodiac, and get moving. Simple, right? Not so fast. “Anna… what the hell? There you-…. Are…” Jack’s voice faltered at the last second when he spotted Nick, Travis, and the Zodiac. “Wh-What? What’s going on here, Anna?” Jack asked, sounding generally heartbroken. “Please, don’t leave Anna. We need you here… I need you here. Travis and this guy… who is that?” Jack asked, trying to figure out if that was Nick or somebody else.
 
With Bryce, Alicia would always be willing to try. Okay, there were probably a couple things that she wouldn't want to do but for the most part, anything Bryce wanted from or with her would be his. It surprised her how open and comfortable she felt with him, and it also surprised her just how easily he could bring her to orgasm. Did she just naturally cum easily or was it from the way he worked her and moved her? With no other experience she would never know the answer to the question but that was one that she was okay leaving unanswered. All she needed to know was that having Bryce inside of her felt better than anything she had ever felt before.

She had already been building up when his hands found her ass, grabbed roughly at the flesh before spanking her. Each time his hand hit her ass she couldn't hold back the gaspy moan that accompanied it and she was driven wild when his fingers began to carefully, almost expertly, circle around the sensitive flesh of her clit. Her moans mixed with cries as her core tightened, pulling her legs tighter towards her chest as her back arched and head followed suit. Had her hands been free she would have been clutching at the sheets, but now all she could to was tighten her hands in to fists so hard she thought she may break her own thumb. "Stop, please, no," her attempts to fight were weaker, less genuine - she was losing control over her body's reaction and was instead becoming a stream of breathy gasps and light moans. Each thrust, every moan, all of the words he spoke - everything about him was overwhelming in all of the right ways in that moment.

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Did he really see her as a manipulator? Anna didn't see that, not towards him at least - she saw Nick as the only case of real love she had ever experienced in a world full of people she hadn't given half a fuck about. She wasn't known for her honesty or her loyalty or, well, anything good for a matter of fact, but god damn it she had done her best to give that boy everything she had. She'd driven herself crazy doing that too, when everything had felt like too much and her anxiety peaked, only to just lose him a little more each and every time. It was her own fault, she knew that, but she supposed he probably saw things from a drastically different angle than she did. He'd never actually taken the time to figure out what happened - never would, probably, and part of her was okay with that because in order to explain what had happened she would have to talk about John at least a little bit and she absolutely did not want to do that. She would rather be seen as a cheating piece of shit than have to picture that pervert's face one more time.

Their plan had seemed to be going well - it felt like no time at all before the ocean was in front of them and Anna caught sight of Madison coming in on the Zodiac. Madison - the woman had probably tried to radio her again but Anna had already run off, knowing Nick was well on his way. Moments later the voice of Jack pulled her attention back. She almost felt bad about how dejected he sounded when he caught sight of the trio and the boat on the way, and she watched as his eyes fell on to Nick. Frankly, she was prepared to punch the man out if he made even one step in their direction, but she also knew that Nick was armed so her hand fell loosely against the arm closest to the weapon. "Look, Jack," her tone was much softer than the last time she had aimed those words at him. She also ignored his question when he asked who the unknown male was. "I can't do this, I told you that. I'm not in to the captive thing, and I'm not some infallible goddess who can do no wrong and I don't know why you're begging me to stay after I fucking screamed at you. So you're going to turn around so that no one has to get hurt, and we're going to go in the other direction."
 
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