A trade

Harry smiles back at her, a mischievous look clear on his face. "I could be convinced to part ways with her, but we'll want something in exchange. Perhaps we can make a trade... our naked new companion, for say, a pair of attractive young women of yours?"

It's now her turn to think, and I watch her bit her lip, clearly thinking before she says, "I'm sure I can make that work... Heather, Jamie, you're staying with them, alright?" The pair shoots a naughty look, and I watch what must be the pair of women indicating get off the ski do's, and onto the boat Harry, Joe, and their father owned. I watched as they walked aboard the ship, and soon I was motioned to get on one of the Ski-Doo myself.

I let a sigh before I removed their equipment and stepped onto the ski-doo, in front of the young man piloting it. He grabs me tight around my chest, squeezing my left breast with his right arm before putting it back into gear. As he takes me to the main boat, I feel his hard cock pressing upon me, only his trunks between us. He stops it by the end of the boat, idling it, and I soon see she's watching me, a mischievous look clear on her face, her arms crossed before her.

The Ski-Do quickly draws close to the boat she was standing on. I was pressed to step off the ski-doo and onto the boat, where she was waiting for me. She grabbed me by the wrist of my left arm, pulling me close. She looked me over then, pressing her left hand upon the space between my breasts. "My, my... what an attractive slut you are, aren’t you? Yes, We're going to have a lot of fun together, you and I."

She brings her hand down to above my womb and smiles my way before saying, "Perhaps we'd even make you pregnant, slut. No matter, I'm sure to have fun playing with you! " She pulled me along, before pulling me along, as she walks back and to my right, bringing her with me. Soon, I'm pressed against a solid metal pole near the right side of the boat. Quickly my arms are pulled back, and I feel them being bound.

She brushes her hand across the right side of my face, her right hand at my waist. "You're a willing slut, aren’t you?" She looks me over again, before pulling out a bright red ballgag. I looked down, downcast, before opening my mouth, and feeling it soon pulling my mouth open wide, it pressing upon my lips and my jaws before it was pulled tight behind me.

She smiles at me then, before turning and walking up the boat to the controls. I'm left, naked, bound to a solid pole, gaged and very exposed at the end of her boat. As she puts the engine into gear and starts to leave the spot, I remember all my stuff is still on the other boat.

As they leave the family of three I had just recently joined, I wonder what they have planned for me, now that they have claimed me. . .