To England, at least to start.

They arrived at a small port town, Etaples, on the river Canche as dawn was just breaking, in the very early light. They parked the car next to a numbered dock. The car made it with over a hundred miles left of charge, they were not even close to running out.

In truth John missed gasoline-powered cars, they always seemed to more reliably go a longer distance. But those days were gone.

You could buy diesel now for a diesel-powered truck, but it was a bio-engineered clean diesel.

Gasoline had long since stopped being used. But as bad as things were going, most people did not even bother with electric-powered cars either. The bio-diesel was refined from rape seed oil, fossil fuels had long since stopped being used.

But this one had lasted just fine, John begrudgingly accepted how good they had become.

The car they had taken was beautiful, a classic kept in beautiful condition. Long and sleek, with a well kept shiny black paint job. As John removed the bag they had taken, a couple of local teen boys walked up, admiring the car.

Kira took the key fob and tossed it to them, her large breasts bouncing as she did, almost escaping the tight dress she was wearing. "It is all yours boys, have fun. It is my dad's, and he will miss it, so have fun quickly, or far from here. Wherever you go, do not go towards Paris."

The two young men got in the car and drove away quickly, thankfully heading North. Kira took her father by the hand and took him quickly to the dock, counting as she went, stopping in front of a large older boat. It floated but didn't look great. It might have been forty feet long. But it looked almost as old as they were.

"This is us, dad, time to go," Kira said, before boarding quickly. She leaned out to her dad, "Untie us, dad."

John started untying the two large ropes, and he heard the loud diesel engine fire up with a throaty roar. As he got the second rope untied, the boat was already backing away from the dock. He looked at his daughter, up in the crow's nest, impressed that she had set this up.

Where had she learned how to handle a boat? She was not great, she hit a dock on the other side, but a couple of minutes later they were slowly motoring down the Canche river towards the channel. Slowly, abiding by wake rules, attracting no attention.

As the morning sun rose they were in the crow's nest for a beautiful view of the English Channel from the French side. As soon as the boat was out of the local dock area, Kira pushed the throttle levers over pretty hard, turned, and started sailing to the North.

John checked the indicators, and saw that the boat was in better shape than it looked to be. The fuel was full, the radio looked to be new, and the instrumentation all looked solid.

"Grab a couple of life vests dad, they should be down below, just in case!" Kira said loudly over the noise of the large diesel engine and over the noise of breaking through the waves. "This is not an easy trip to make in a boat this small."

Small? This was small? When he was planning on sailing to Canada, John had not planned on anything any bigger than this. But he now realized his choice would have been problematic, this boat felt small in this water.

He went below and grabbed two very new looking vests, and noticed this boat was well stocked. It had some luggage in it, food and water, and had a good-sized bunk to sleep in and a small kitchen. It was a much nicer boat on the inside than the outside.

"When did you get this boat?!?" John responded loudly, returning with their life vests.

"About the time you were planning the trip to Canada, I figured we needed a backup plan dad!" Kira replied loudly. She reaching into a waterproof case and produced two headsets with mics, and plugged both in. That would make talking easier.

"I traded for it," Kira continued, "I traded the truck we brought to France, and a lot of the local currency we had. She cost a lot, but she is seaworthy dad, they just rebuilt her engine and the electrics."

In truth Kira had traded more than that. She had fucked the two men who sold the boat to her in a raucous threesome that had lasted the better part of two hours. The two older men had cum in her and on her many times, but it had to be done. They wouldn’t just take money, and they had never seen beauty like she possessed.

They sailed for a few minutes, and then finally he had to ask. "How did we get out of there? I saw you...I saw you with, well all of those other people."

"The twins, yeah…and all of the others, there were so many.”

“I am sorry about that dad," Kira replied, looking her father in his eyes. "I really am, I didn't want to, but they said they would hurt you, I could not let them hurt you."

"But the tables, you were tied down, where did they have you?" John asked, not having spoken to her for two weeks, the longest he had gone without seeing her in her life. "How did you get away?"

"There is a lot of time for that discussion dad," Kira replied. "Just know that the twins are a hell of a lot stronger physically than they are mentally, they are not strong-willed at all."

The sea was rough at times, but for the most part, the weather was calm. John kept looking back, expecting Amber to come roaring up behind them at any moment.

"Why did that guard help us?" John asked, "what was that about? Amber might harm him if he stays."

"Don't shed a tear for that fucking guy dad," Kira replied, not looking at her dad. "When I woke up from whatever they knocked us out with, I was naked and he was inside of me, he was fucking me as I was knocked out.”

“I was on my back when I woke up, and I knew it wasn’t you, he was being rough, and was sucking my nipples hard. It hurt.”

John cussed under his breath.

"And for the first week or so, he would come to get me for Amber, but he would bend me over the bed and fuck me first. It was a couple of times a day." Kira paused, finally continuing. "I needed to get out, to get both of us out, so for the rest of the time we were there, I threw myself at him sexually."

"I had sex with him, all kinds of sex, and he grew to love me very quickly. I made him believe that with his help we could depose Amber and that I would run the house with him, letting him enjoy any of the girls he wanted. I made him believe he could fuck me as often as he wanted, and to do that I let him fuck me a lot.”

"Once I had him, I just had to confuse the twins, which was easy enough," she continued.

Before her dad could ask how she did it, she continued. "The guard released me, and together we bound and gagged Amber, and placed her in my quarters. I dressed as Amber and then I spent the night convincing the twins I was her, and that we would be punishing the woman they thought was me.”

In truth she had spent a night having sex with the twins, but it was something she couldn’t tell her dad about. Not yet.

I suggested they fuck me on video, and they really loved the idea. But it was going to be Amber that they fucked.”

“They loved the idea of hurting you with the video, and they planned to kill you at some point.”

"We already had her gagged, and I blindfolded her, and let them have their way with her, thinking it was me. They should have known it was her, but they are only strong physically. Mentally they are below average at best.”

“The last thing I told them to do was put her on the tables for a few hours, but that she was family, they were to stand by her and make sure she was not harmed."

"Then I just grabbed you and out we went," Kira said, "I am sorry it took so long, and I am sorry I had to fuck other men to make it work. I had to fuck a lot of men to make it work…”

John leaned over and gave her a warm hug, "I love you Kira," he said warmly. "I always will baby, I promise. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

"I love you too dad," she replied, still watching the seas for shipping traffic in the channel. They settled into a long trip across the water, for the most part in silence. They sailed to Margate, on the UK coast, but Kira let he dad know it was just to refuel and rest.

They spent the night in a local inn, and as exhausting as their overnight drive and then day-long boat trip was, they found the energy to fuck. It had been two weeks since they had been together, and they made up for the lost time.

They were careful for John not to cum inside of her, the last thing they needed was to fall into the deep sleep again, and have Amber catch up to them.

They left the next morning, on a very long boat trip to Aberdeen. The fuel was topped off, their supplies were restocked, and they had a long trip, but one where they could remain close to shore for the entire trip.

But they did have to keep moving.