SWNOVELS Chapter Bound together
April was a well endowed 25 year old young woman with heaving breasts which glistened in the oil she had covered her body with a few hours before, her pointy nipples that were always hard and ready to poke out from her bra. She had sky blue eyes and almost red blond hair with awesome facial features. April was naked, laying on a blanket in the yacht hatch, her breasts hanging down as she tried to lift herself up on her arms to see where she was . Her wrists was bound together with rope using a knot designed to prevent ropes from running out of retaining devices, the figure-eight bend would jam if she put it under strain. April recognised this knot, it was used for both sailing and rock climbing, something she was experienced in.
April looked resigned to losing the sun and slowly climbed up onto her knees, she reached down trying to pick up the blanket, holding it in one hand but that’s as far as she could move. Her feet was bound together, and a purple ball gag had been forced into her mouth. She had no idea where she was now, all sense of time had been lost. She knew she was on a yacht of some kind but that was all she knew.
The yacht was actually a Pershing 80, an Express yacht with a fully enclosed area above decks. Even the back part of the hardtop had doors that closed off the above decks salon from the open air aft deck. It created a fully climate controlled indoor living area above decks. It had many tricks up her sleeve with a huge sun roof, sliding down side windows, and also the entire back glass enclosure slid down into the floor to create a totally open feel throughout the entire upper deck so you could have the total open feel, or total closed feel
After what felt like hours, she felt the yacht slowing down and when it did stop she could hear voices on the deck. ″Who is that″ she thought, and even though she struggled to breath she screamed to the voices upstairs
April heard a knock and tried to scramble forward, it was the door on deck ″Mine is warm″ she heard, ″Not at would? She heard David saying, it sounded like he was walking around the deck, his conversation was patchy and she was unable to hear it all. It went silent for a few minutes and April thought David had left the yacht. Then she heard him ″Take pew, I nothing to, just hopping. 3 miles see me″. She sat there, trying to listen to the conversation and to make sense of what she could hear. ″Not then?″ she heard the other person ask, but she couldn’t be sure if it was a man or woman’s voice ″Deliver her, leave there’. The conversation was still patchy, as if they was walking around the deck.
She heard David asking if there was any where to get something, but couldn’t make out what. Then she heard the other person say ″The Fisherman’s, half a walk, the jetty right and keep can’t miss. She realised that David had wanted to know if there was any local food outlets and the other person had recommended the Fisherman’s Inn. April heard the other person say goodbye and then heard the shower running. ″ David must be going somewhere″ she thought. Ten minutes later, April heard the shower switch off and could hear David walking around. He had gone to get dressed and then left the yacht.
Her attention was drawn to the bindings on her wrists and legs. She knew that both knots was a figure-of-eight bend but trying to remember how to undo it with limited movement was difficult. She remembered that the knot is tied starting with a loose figure-eight knot on one rope, and threading of the other rope’s running end through the first figure eight, starting at the first figure-eight’s running end and paralleling the path of the first rope through the figure eight until the second’s ropes running end lies parallel against first’s standing end. The result is two figure-eight knots, each partly inside the other and tightening its hold on the other when they are pulled in opposite directions. After managing to untie the bindings on her wrists using her teeth, she then untied those on her legs.
She found her clothes, got dressed and ducked through the hatch wearing a pair of white shorts and a very tight pink T shirt. April looked towards the coast and saw lots of brightly moving objects in the water. She stood on the bow, guzzling glass after glass of Châteauneuf Du Pape Red Wine like it was going out of fashion and it was not long before another bottle was called for. Châteauneuf-du-Pape had a beautiful deep ruby colour. It develops aromas of cinnamon and undergrowth, a rich, coarse and well-balanced wine.
She was thankful to be alive but now, what should she do? April was more than a little drunk and for some reason had returned back through the hatch and was laying face down fast asleep when David returned from the Fisherman’s Inn.