She did as she pleased on the open waters of the Caribbean. Soon she veered into the cove she called her own. As she bent over to lower the anchor her bikini bottom pulled into the crack of her ass. She stood, easing her thumbs between the waistband of her white bikini bottom and her thighs, admiring the contrast against her full tan as she slowly slid them down to the wooden deck. Carelessly, she pulled her top off and tossed it aside. Reaching behind her neck with her hands she stretched her naked body to the fullest, pushing her big breasts out to the blue sky, feeling the heat of the sun warm her nipples as she ran her fingers through her long golden hair. Her wrists were suddenly grabbed in an iron hard grip and forced behind her. Her startled cry was stifled as her body was slammed into the hot wood of the sailboat's deck. The air knocked from her lungs, she was suddenly helpless as she was dragged over a lounge chair. Her hands were tied together around the base of the lounge chair then her feet with a speed that shocked her. Finally getting her breath back she screamed as loudly as she could, pulling against the unyielding knots holding her hands helpless and pulling her legs open. Her head hanging over the front of the lounge chair, she couldn't see who her assailant was. She could however feel callused hands push through the slats of the chair to roughly knead her full breasts. He pulled her nipples until, against her will, they became hard in his fingers. She continued to half scream half sob when she felt the tanning oil she kept on the deck poured over her back then down the now spread wide cleft of her ass. As the scalding hot oil ran over her exposed pink asshole and onto her cunt, the realization of what was happening overcame her and she began to scream. She felt a curved blade at her neck as something large and fleshy was pushed to the back of her throat cutting off her scream. Even with the knife at her throat she refused to do anything to the soft cock now filling her mouth to the back of her throat. Little did it matter though. His cock grew in response to her warm pliant mouth alone. Her head was pulled back by her long hair. His cock began to press her lips wide as it expanded, forcing its way into her soft defenseless throat. The head suddenly jerked into her esophogas, completely cutting off her air supply as her lips and nose mashed into his kinky groin hair. He held it there for a minute, until he was certain she was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. Suddenly, he pulled out, replacing his cock with her swimsuit bottom. Smelling strongly of herself it was pushed completely into her mouth. The next thing she felt was the rough, callused hands spreading the oil over her back and legs. The oiled hands glided up between her legs and massaged the oil there into her cunt. She tensed but could do nothing to stop what was happening. Spreading the oil over her ass she felt him climb onto the lounge chair with her. She clenched as hard as she could when she felt the large head of his cock against the folds of her cunt. She knew it was in vain as she felt his oiled cock press her tight opening apart as it slowly stretched her cunt farther than any ever had. As soon as his hips met the taut cheeks of her tanned bottom he slowly eased back out then slammed his cock into the depths of her cunt. He began thrusting into her pussy and with every stroke her cunt lubricated his cock. He then pulled out just to the head of his cock. It was then that he gripped each asscheek in his hands and massaged her ass with the oil. His thumbs made tighter and tighter circles around the rigid crease of her tiny pink asshole... pushing into her, invading her where no one ever had, as his cock slammed her pussy. Shame filled her as her body responded against her will to this brutality. Breathing heavily she began lightly thrusting back against him, wanting to feel more of him on her clit. His thumbs were stretching her asshole wide open, exposing it to the warm Caribbean breeze. She gasped around the bikini in her mouth as her body suddenly began tingling. Electric shivers shot through her. Pulling against the thick ropes she thrust wildly against him, shoving her anus onto his thumbs as her orgasm ripped through her entire body. When she was spent he pulled his still hard cock out of her swollen cunt and placed its head between his two thumbs holding her buttocks open to it. In a gesture of complete surrender she opened her thighs to him, biting down on the rail of the chair as he grabbed her bronzed asscheeks in a viselike grip and SHOVED HIS COCK UP HER ASS! Nothing had prepared her for the pain of being brutally fucked in the ass. Her mind reeled in pain, her muscles paralized with cramps of agony. She prayed he would cum soon, but he didn't. He just fucked her harder and deeper. Reaching around, his greasy hands wrenched her big tits from between the slats, pinching and twisting her swollen, oversized nipples till they throbbed with agony. His rough caresses of her breast flesh combined with the violent rectal rape brought a masochistic shudder to her body. Her mind, numb to the pain, suddenly centered on the helpless feeling of being viscously and thoroughly fucked. Pulsations of pleasure began to radiate from her clit. Senses reeling she gave in completely, letting her body do as it would, thinking no more as she came, juices gushing out of her gaping pussy, wetting the big hairy nut-sack which beat against it. Pulling his cock from her ass, he tore the gag away. Pointing his cock at her mouth he pushed it between her full lips. Looking up into his cruel eyes, she forced herself to let his cock fill her mouth. Seeing him draw back a huge fist, she quickly began licking and sucking her juices from his cock. His cock seemed to grow, pulsing in her mouth as thick cum shot into the back of her throat. Pulling his cock from her mouth he quickly pushed her mouth closed waiting expectantly, as she swallowed again and again filling her stomach with his sperm. Shoving her head back down she watched his thick legs as he stepped around her. Shaking in absolute terror, she felt his hand close around her throat, cutting off her air. His other hand smoothed down her spine as she struggled frantically. Following her spine, pressing into and over her loose sphincter to her moist cunt. The hand around her neck tightened as his other pressed into her cunt. She somehow knew that this time he would kill her and tears spilled from her eyes as she shook her head in denial. Bowing her backwards, he began pulling his hands together. Just as she was about to black out, the hands vanished. Gasping for air she heard the splash a moment later indicating he had vanished as well. Vanished without a trace into the calm Caribbean waters. About an hour later she finally managed to work her hands free. Stumbling into the cabin of the sailboat, she grabbed the large water bottle and drinking greedily. Shivering at the thought of what had happened, she thought 'never again'. For two years now she'd been coming to this cove. "He" wasn't always there, she never knew if or when she would go through this living hell of terror. Every time, something different, something terrible. Always at the end she knew that "this" would be the time he would kill her. Why, she thought. But even now she knew the answer. The sheer terror of parachuting and not knowing if the chute would open.