Frank restrains Laura. And starts to plan

Frank pulled out of the quivering mess of girl and grinned down at her sweaty, panting body, her asshole oozing cream. She seemed senseless, but Frank hadn't lived so long by taking chances with potential enemies. He wanted the bitch restrained while he took the boat back, and had no intention of letting her wander freely about if she happened to regain her senses.

He had a few things on board to help with that, and in a few moments had her unresisting body handcuffed and shackled, her wrists and ankles bound together so there was no way she could move effectively. That done, he left her and restarted the boat, turning it back towards the shore but taking it easy as he enjoyed the sun on the water.

He ate some of the snacks he had brought and gave some thought to what to do with Laura. In the old days he would have tied a weight to her and chucked her overboard, but while she had schemed to steal from him she hadn't succeeded and probably didn't deserve ****.

But she certainly deserved something, and Frank put his mind to thinking of something special.