It was our fifth anniversary and I wanted everything to be perfect for my wife Kelly. I made the reservations at her favorite restaurant, had orchards, her favorite flower delivered to her office, and a gift of an expensive necklace with five small diamond set in a heart pendant. The night was bulletproof, every detail ironed out exactly as planned.

Kelly loved seafood so taking her to Captain Jack’s was a logical choice. It was down by the pier and I even worked out a special surprise for her. I rented a catamaran complete with skipper for a private bay ride. I found his name online and we agreed on a price, date, and time. As luck would have it the waters were calm so when the music started we could dance to our wedding song. Like I said, I thought of everything. This would be a night we would never forget.

Dinner was absolutely delicious. She had a seafood medley and I ordered the swordfish. We had a couple glasses of wine and then walked down to the pier where our chariot of sorts awaited. Kelly was impressed with how much effort I put into our special night. We walked arm-in-arm to the slip number I was given. There we were greeted by an older man, middle fifties I would think. He helped us aboard and said we could just relax and enjoy whatever the night brings to us. We left the pier and now that we were alone, the captain was up top, I gave her my gift. She loved it and I put it around her neck. At that moment I knew she would be more than just my wife tonight. She whispered there was nothing she could say no to for me. she kissed me and said she was mine for the taking, anyhow, anyway, and after another kiss, anywhere.

That was everything a man wants to hear especially coming from a woman dressed as sexy as she was. Kelly had a great body, every curve lining up perfectly. For me her best feature was her hair. Kelly had extremely long jet-black hair. When wet it would reach the bottom of her back and it was very soft to feel. Tonight she wore a short white dress. It clung to her and made everything appear even more desirable. It was made to show off her chest. She didn’t have a lot upstairs so no cleavage to speak of but what she did have she used to tease and delight me and anyone around. I wasn’t a jealous man and the idea of other men drooling over what they could never touch but I had full access to made me feel lucky. The one thing Kelly did have was a beautiful ass. Dressed up, wearing jeans, of showing it off to me commando style, it was definitely irresistible. I often called her the total package.

With the night sky clear, the waters calm, and having my wonderful wife of five years in my arms, this night could not have turned out any better. She whispered in my ear that she had a surprise waiting for me once we got home and taking advantage of our privacy rubbed my cock. I kissed her and asked what’s wrong with now and squeezed the cheeks of her precious ass. I want to believe something exciting could have happened, something daring on her part maybe. That I would never know because what happened next changed the outcome of anything we may have conceived.

We felt the boat slow down and at first thought he was going to drift for a while, not uncommon and it made for an even smoother ride. We didn’t mind it but it did mean he could be free to wander around the boat so any fun stuff we might have thought of would have to be put on hold. Then a light came up on us, it was another boat, bigger and now along the side of us. Four men boarded ours and within seconds had both me and Kelly under their control. We were escorted from our boat to theirs and the two boats parted ways and went in opposite directions. There was a lot of confusion on our part, we had no idea what was happening. Once on their boat we were told under no circumstance was we to fight them of things would get very ugly very fast. Kelly was crying as she held me with her life. I looked around, trying to get my bearings on who they were, and more important, how many of them there were. My count was six but I couldn’t see everywhere. I asked what the hell was going on and one of the men grabbed me by the throat and said one more outburst and he would shut me up for good. I knew pure evil when I saw it and he fit the description to the letter.

We sat not knowing who they were, what they wanted, or why our captain gave us up the way he did. I can’t say for sure how long it was before the boat stopped, I just know the only thing to see in any direction was water. We heard the engines turn off and the anchor drop. Not Kelly was in hysterics and I didn’t blame her. this looked bad for us, really bad.

Lights were turned on and the deck was as bright as morning. We could see our captures now, men all in their late forties to early fifties. They all looked disgustingly filthy and the way they stared at Kelly had me worried for her safety. None moved or spoke until the one I guess was their captain walked on deck. He was a miserable looking man, lanky, weather worn, and eyes that could pierce armor. He was a dangerous one that I had no doubt. He walked over to us and with his rattled voice made a joke among them and welcomed us aboard. Everyone was laughing except us. He introduced himself as Nomad. His crew, well their names were not important.