She stood there on the deck of the sailing yacht. She had no more than a bikini, 
and a sling of rope round her ankles. And of course, a pair of leather cuffs 
around her wrists, tied to a wire from the top of the mast.
The boats gently rolling made her loose balance now and then, but the wire 
was tight enough to let her regain balance with a tug on the wire.
She stood there, in silence looking at him steering the boat into a narrow 
bay, som houndred yards across and there he stopped the engine.
He let the anchor go and went down inside.
She looked around to see if anyone was near, but all was quiet and  empty as 
it almost always was early in the mornings when they did their public 
expositions. 
He came up againg with a bundle of net, the same type of white net that 
filled the gaps in the railing round the boat.
She knew the type of net, it was a 2 ft wide strip that was knitted diagonally, 
it could be wide and short or long and narrow.
This net was about 20 feet long and he fold the middle of it making it half as 
long and double.
She looked as he took some thin white chord and used it to tie the net in a 
small loop at the folded end of the net.
He let two long ends of the chord hang from the loop as he came nearer. 
When he got to the mast, he loosended a rope and a metal schakle from a 
steel wire, both hanging from the mast.
He pulled the rope and the wire alternally to make sure they were connected 
over a wheel at the top of the mast.
Then he  took a lenght of rope and attatched the loop of the net to the 
schakle at the wire and came nerarer her.
The net looked like a double net curtain where it hanged. 
He reached up and attached her ancle cuffs to the rope so the net was 
hanging about half a metre above her hanging down in front of her.
He took the newly loosende rope and put it thru a wheel and back to one of 
the sail winches and wound it there, tightening the rope up to the net, 
making her stand on her toes.
She knew thet protesting would make her predicament worse, so she was 
quiet.
He came to her againg, letting his hands follow her legs up to her hips, her 
waist her sides and armpits and up to her hands.
Then he arranged the net so one part of it would hang in front of her, the 
other behind.
He fetched a box and stepped up on it to reach above her, and loosened the 
first wire from her cuffs so she was just hanging from the netting.
Then he took the chords hanging down and started to lace the net on her left 
side, and when he passed her shoulder he dragged the bikini bra axel strap 
down her arm. 
She didnt say anything.
When he passed her waist he put a finger inside her bikini pants and pulled 
them down to her knees.
"No!" she said and he stopped immediately, went down into the boat and 
came back with a ballgag.
"I thought we were going do do without today but…" 
She didnt move, and held her mouth closed.
"Do you want to stand like this till the beach gets crowded with 
picknickers?" he asked.
"No" she said and opened her mouth.
"Good girl" he said and put it in place and tightened the band around her 
neck.
Then he proceeded lacing the net down her side down below her heels and 
down to the deck and her toes.
He stood up and started lacing the other side in the same manner until she 
was standing in a tube of rather loose netting. 
He lifted her up with the winch so she could barely touch the deck with her 
big toes, she started to protest thru the gag but to no avail.
She was pushed a bit to the middle if the deck and felt the skylight against 
her toes and tiptoed up on it to get some strain out of her arms. She felt the 
protection aluminium bars against her feet, the bars over the perspex of the 
skylight. He disapeared and after a minute she felt the net beeing tugged 
down and she looked down and saw that he had removed the perspex, so she 
just had the bars to stand on.
They were some 20 mms in diameter, and some 80 mms apart and rather 
unpleasant to stand on. 
She saw him drag the exess netting down a slit between two bars and then 
she could not see anything down in the darkness.
After a while he came up at the wheel with an end of a rope that he wound 
round another winch and started to tighten it.
She understood that the rope was attached to the end of the netting.    
Then he started dragging the net down around her making it longer but also 
narrower and tighter.
She felt it get tighter around her shoulders and hips and while gliding down 
it also pulled her bra and bikini pants down a little more.
She could feel the net pressing agains her tits, making diamond shaped 
squares. 
The head was held in place, she had some chords crisscrossing her face and 
she could feel the net agains her ass and tighs.
But she couldnt move at all. 
He came nearer with a small pair of scissors that he used to cut the bra in 
pieces and drag it out thru the net. Then he did the same with her pants 
leaving her naked under the net, except for that ballgag.
He stood there looking at her for a while and couldnt resist taking som cold 
water fro m the sea in a bucket throwing it at her just to se her reactions. She 
tried to get away and looked angry at him as he stepped up to her and kissed 
her gagged mouth through the net, cupped her breasts with his hands over 
the netting and slapped her ass friendly.
She made angry noises and he came back with big sack of thin blue nylon 
about 10 feet long. 
He took the first, now loose, wire and put it through a hole in the bottom of 
the sack, stood up on that box beside her and clipped the wire at her 
wristcuffs, and tighted it.  Then he removed the the other wire and held the 
sac up.
"Now I can cover you with the sack, by letting it fall down around you. It 
has weights at your feet so it wont blow up and its so thin that you can look 
through it. Like it?"
She tried to nod.
"Yes," he said, "Its also so light and thin that it will be formed like you at 
the slightest wind" as he let the sack slide down and cover her.
She could hear the enginge start, and she knew that he wasnt going to use 
the sails, as she was in the way where she stood in front of the mast.
She felt the wind push the thin nylon against her and this made her feel the 
netting even more.

After a while they met another sailing boat at about 50 yards distance. As all 
boatowners they looked at a meeting boat and she wondered how much they 
could see of her, she felt completely naked.

After they met some more boats he said "Honey, do you know that when the 
sun is on the other side of you, youre silhouette is clearly visible through the 
nylon" And she could hear the amusement in his voice.

A bit later she could se that they were nearer land, she heard the sound of 
people bathing on a beach.
They were going quite near the beach, maybe some 100 yards, when he said.
"By the way, the, other wire is attached to the sack, so I can lift it when I 
want"
The sudden sunlight blinded her, and she saw about a houndred people on a 
little beach, and someone was shouting about their boat, and people started 
looking and pointing.
She turned around but to no avail as they were going through a small canal 
and there were beaches on both sides.
She turned around again and then he speeded up the engine and started to 
get out of the channel on the other end. 
She felt her beeing lifted up by her arms, he went forward to her and opened 
the skylight and lowered her down below into the darkness.
He turned in the light to her and she looked around. The net was loose now 
and she could see the key to her cuffs on the table. It took her about a 
minute to get out of the cuffs and the net and take the ballgag out.
Then she put on the clothes she had in her bag and came up to him in track 
overalls and helped him to tie the boat to the jetty.
"Ive already removed the false name and the fake windows on the sides", he 
said, "and my fake fishemans beard and the captains cap I wore, but frankly, 
I dont think that anyone looked at the boat."
"But the lifted sac was a dirty trick" she said.
"I knew you would like it" he commented.


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