Sister’s Katie and Amanda Holmes pulled into the dock’s parking lot just after 12 in the afternoon. Katie, a 16-year-old brunette with hazel eyes and light skin, was going on a sailing adventure with her older sister Amanda for a week because their parents were out of town on vacation. Amanda is 22 and extremely pretty with long dark brown hair, brown eyes and an athletic yet slender build. She is a national sailing champion and is now out of college living at home with her family.
Amanda unbuckled the five-point safety harness of her jeep’s driver seat and then exited the vehicle before going over to Katie and helping her undo hers. “We’re here!” exclaimed Amanda as she and Katie walked over to the back of the car and opened up the trunk. Within it lie the provisions and equipment that the two would need for their trip to Bell Island. Katie and Amanda carried the boxes and bags over to the jetty where Amanda’s dinghy awaited them. They each took a trip to the bathroom and changed before returning to the docks. Katie was wearing a black bikini bottom and top that was covered by her blue t-shirt and denim short shorts. Her hair was tied in a long French braid down her back and she had a baseball cap on her head with her braid threaded through the back of it and a pair of Raybans Aviator style sunglasses on. Amanda was wearing a white bikini bottom on top with a white nike athletic pullover with the coaler up and black athletic short-shorts to cover it. While Katie gazed at the other boats in the bay, Amanda went over to the bags and unzipped one that read West Marine on the side. She then pulled out Katie’s Sailing Jacket and tossed it over to her. Katie snatched it out of the air and put it on. It was a brand new red West Marine Girls Third Reef waterproof sailing jacket complete with a spray hood, whistle, strobe, pockets, and many other features. It closed up in the front with a double zipper and then a Velcro cover. Her hood was tucked in for now. “Make sure its on right before we leave cause the waves are gonna be splashing you otherwise.” said her sister as she too went into the bag and pulled out her adult sized version of the jacket except it was navy blue in color. Her long silky brown hair was tied back in a neat pony tail and she too wore a baseball cap with a sailing design on it with her ponytail threaded through the back of the hat with a pair of classic Raybans sunglasses resting on the brim. Katie and Amanda had gone shopping at a local boating store on the way to the docks in order to outfit Katie with the essential sailing gear as well as to purchase other important equipment including lifejackets, harnesses, tethers, jack lines, medical kits, flares, swim gear, goggles and masks, boat shoes, waterproof jackets, extra straps and buckles as well as ropes and lines for the boat.
Katie and Amanda were close but they had been separated from each other for a long time because Amanda had been at college away from her home.
Katie had been sailing with her sister before but never for that long and never by herself. She thought of it as a way to reconnect the bonds between her and her sister through this adventure. “Sis did you put on sunscreen yet?” Amanda asked her sister to which she replied “Yes” “Don’t try lying to me Katie” Amanda said as she tossed her sister the sunscreen from her bag and watched her put it on her exposed face and legs. “Alright lets load up!” Amanda declared as she started placing the bags into the dinghy. Katie picked one up too but Amanda stopped her, “Hold on we’ll save that one for last.” Confused but content, Katie continued helping her sister load the rest of the bags onto the boat until all that remained was just the one marked Safety Gear. Amanda walked over to it but before placing it into the boat she unzipped it and pulled three things out of it. She smiled at her sister as Katie’s eyes widened at what lay in front of her. “Now I promised mom that you would be extra safe and I intend to keep that promise.” The first object in her hands was a Lil Legends teenaged sized life jacket. It was a bright red and yellow and had a flotation collar to keep the wearer on their backs if they were to fall into the water. The vest closed with a waist-encircling belt and zipper closure, and stayed extra secure with a crotch strap that went between the wearer’s legs and was buckled in the front. “The clerk at the store recommended this one to me for you because it is extra safe and comes with a crotch strap as well because it is essential to the vest fitting and staying on you properly.” “This is what you will be wearing underneath that so the chances of you falling off the boat are even slimmer.” The second object was a yellow and red Crewsaver young adult sized sailing safety harness complete with an adjustable waist strap and two shoulder straps, along with D rings in both the front and back and on the shoulders. Amanda then attached a wide adjustable crotch strap to keep the harness snug on the wearer at all times and all of this was made out of heavy duty nylon webbing. “Now this is what you will be wearing on certain occasions or when I just get fed up with you.” Amanda exclaimed. The third item that Amanda pulled out shocked Katie, it was her old Ez-On car vest that she used to wear in the car instead of a seatbelt when she was younger. It had two webbing straps that encircled her chest, one above her breasts and the other around the waist and had two shoulder straps that ran vertical to the body straps and were connected accordingly. There were two fatex buckle entry crotch straps as well sewn into the harness. It all came together in the back with a zipper closure, which was located accordingly in order to prevent the child from escaping the harness. A fourth item, Amanda slipped quickly into her pocket, placing it out of view of Katie’s wandering eyes. “Are you kidding me, you don’t actually expect me to wear all of that safety gear do you?” Katie’s tone rose as her desire to not be restricted by her sister and treated like a child grew. “Actually I do, and you will wear or do anything I tell you to at any time or else there will be consequences.” Amanda’s tone was calm yet firm as she dismissed Katie’s short-lived revolt. “Now come over here so I can put this on you.” Katie refused and started walking backwards away from her looming sister. Her sister smiled though and walked towards Katie and forced her to put the belts on.
Amanda picked up the Ez-On vest and slipped Katie’s arms through the two sides. She then pulled the two back zipper ends together behind Katie and zipped it up tight around the back of her upper body. “This thing barely fits me!” “Oh don’t worry, it will fit.” She then proceeded to pull sharply on the adjustment straps for her shoulders, chest and waist straps, compressing the harness tightly against her younger sisters body. “Ouch” cried Katie. “Not so tight!” “Actually they need to be as tight as possible.” replied her sister, adjusting every strap to its maximum tightness. “Now for these two guys.” Amanda reached in front of Katie and pulled the two crotch straps dangling down her back between her legs and pulled them in front and buckled them into the two fatex buckles on her front. Katie winced in pain as the straps dug deep into her crotch and started to slightly arouse her. “I basically want you to wear this under the others as I can attach you to things much easier this way to keep you out of trouble.” Katie moaned at the thought of wearing the horrible contraption but agreed to comply with her sisters orders for now. “Alright, that’s one down and two to go.” “What!” cried Katie, “You have got to be joking.” Amanda however ignored her sister’s remark and grabbed the sailing harness lying on the jetty. She then reversed it so the buckles would be in the back instead of the front and out of reach from her little sister’s hands and fastened the waist belt and shoulder straps over Katie. She tightened them firmly before grabbing the single crotch strap and bringing it up tightly between her legs and fastening it in place. “Why do I need two different harnesses?” “One to keep you from moving at all, and the other to keep you from falling over board.” “Now for the lifejacket.” Amanda picked up the young adults life jacket and inserted her sisters now quivering arms through the two armholes. She then zipped the heavy vest up in front of her sister and fastened the waist, and crotch straps as well. She finished it all off by doing one final yank on the life jacket’s crotch strap before turning her sister around to inspect her handiwork. To be honest, Katie felt quite comfortable being all snug in her sailing jacket, life vest and two harnesses and she was still able to move her arms quite freely. “What about you sis?” Katie asked as Amanda reached into the bag one more time. “I will be wearing a life jacket as well but not all of the extra gear that you are because you are younger and I am an experienced sailor and swimmer and an adult.” She then pulled out a navy blue Baltic automatic inflatable life vest. The vest comes with an integrated safety harness along with complete adjustment and D rings as well as a single crotch strap. Amanda inserted her arms in their respective sides and fastened the life jacket in the front with a big heavy-duty buckle. She then bent over and reached down to pick up the crotch strap dangling behind her and brought it up between her legs and fastened it in her front and pulled the adjustment down snuggly. Katie had to admit, her sister looked really hot fastening her life vest so tight around her body. Katie had always envied her sister’s gorgeous looks and natural talents and she couldn’t help to marvel at her sexy appearance. “Stop starring at me sis.” Amanda smiled as she noticed her little sister ogling at her on the jetty. Katie blushed at her sister and looked away. Amanda then lifted the bag with the safety equipment into the boat and then extended her hand to help Katie in. Once Katie hopped in, Amanda went over to one of the folded up seats on the dinghy and unfolded it revealing a series of black nylon webbing straps and buckles lying on the white cushions. “What are those for?” “Sit down” Amanda ordered her sister into the seat. Taking the two shoulder straps mounted to the top of the seat Amanda draped them over her sister’s life vest covered shoulders and buckled them into the waist belt buckle now around Katie’s waist forming an effective 4-point harness around Katie’s sister’s upper body and over her life jacket. She tightened the adjusters and then attached the crotch strap to the other buckles turning it into a five-point harness. “Seatbelt they are quite common on speed boats as a custom addition for safety reasons and can quickly come off encase of an emergency.” she assured before Katie had a chance to ask why. Amanda clipped a chest buckle around Katie’s upper body at armpit level for greater security and adjusted it accordingly. However, what Amanda did next startled Katie. She walked behind Katie’s seat and said, “Hands behind your back please.” Before Katie could respond Amanda grabbed Katie’s left hand and pulled it behind the seat. Then she grabbed the right hand as well and fastened her wrists together with a set of handcuffs that she produced from her jacket pocket. Katie’s eyes went wide, “What the hell do you think you are doing?!” shrieked Katie as she writhed in her predicament. “Keeping you from undoing the buckles to your harness that’s all.” replied Amanda. Katie tried to yell an objection but Amanda clamped her hand firmly over her little sister’s mouth. “God, why do I have to resort to this, If only you could keep that big mouth of yours shut and not disturb everyone else around here.” She then revealed a handkerchief from her pocket and shoved it into her sister’s screaming mouth. She then reached into the motorboat’s glove compartment and pulled out a roll of silver duct tape. Amanda then wound it tightly around Katie’s head 3 times while pulling up her braid, keeping the handkerchief in place and making the gag truly effective. Then Amanda went over to the steering wheel side and unfolded her seat. She started the boats engine and undid the ropes connecting the boat to the dock. She hopped into her seat, fastened her own harness seatbelt and drove off towards the sailboat waiting a few miles out at a mooring field.
Katie struggled to get free let alone comfortable but her body could not move because of the seatbelt pressing up against her life vest and her hands firmly secured behind her preventing her from adjusting and or releasing her restraints. After struggling for some time Katie gave in to her situation and watched as the boat cruised through the cove and out into the ocean heading three miles north to the mooring field where Amanda’s sailboat was waiting.