The Nerdy Scientist

I woke up before the alarm went off. Subconsciously, I must have been worried about the incoming storm. I reached over and grabbed my phone to get an update using my marine weather app. No change. Even if the winds picked a bit earlier, we still had plenty of time to get over there and back. I gently roused Trisha. No need to wake up Jake. We got showered, ate breakfast and were out of the cottage around 8 and over to the boathouse by 8:15. After systematically going through my check list to make sure we didn't forget anything, I started up the outboard motor in the Zodiac and we headed out.

The wind was light from the southeast and there was only a slight ripple on the water. The sky was overcast but the ceiling was quite high, the sun clearly visible and bright. There was a faint halo, foretelling the arrival of the approaching storm. I had a sudden thought. I got close to Trisha so she could hear me.

"I'm going to head over to the marina project. It will only take about ten extra minutes."

"Okay, fine with me," Trisha answered, with a smile. "It's great to be out here today."

The company had been working on it for a couple of weeks and I wanted to check on their progress. Hopefully they were following the agreed upon rules and there was no environmental impact. I backed off on the throttle and cruised slowly alongside the new pilings that had been driven in, extending the marina out into the bay. All looked good, and I was about to continue our trip when I noticed it. There was a huge oil slick closer to shore adjacent to the moored boats. One of the conditions of the marina expansion permit was to clean up the existing pollution caused by leaky fishing boats and pleasure craft motors. Obviously they hadn't done anything to address this problem. I made a note to bring this up at the next Marine Environment Association meeting.

"Look at that bitch, Kevin. She doesn't scare easy. That letter we sent to her about not taking her job so seriously didn't do any good. We need to do something to convince her to stop butting into other people's business."

"What did you have in mind, Earl? Hey, it looks like there's two in the boat."

"Yup. For starters, let's power up the boat and follow them. Maybe a few close passes to rattle them. That should do the trick."

"Okay, but not too close. We don't want them to get swamped and drown, right?"

"No, of course we don't wantthat. But they have to learn that some things are best left alone."

Kevin and Earl were employed as security guards for the company. Their intimidation tactics went beyond what they were hired for. Management had no idea what they were up to. At a meeting a few weeks ago, Earl took the bosses' statement literally that they had to do something to stop Amy's interference. Hence the letter and now stepping it up to a higher level.

In a few minutes they powered up the cabin cruiser and began the pursuit.

I rotated the throttle handle to the highest setting, and we skipped over the light chop as I turned into the channel heading towards the sea lions. The wind had increased a bit, but I wasn't worried about the weather as the full fury of the storm was still hours away. There were very few boats on the water, mainly ferries servicing the islands and the odd fisherman. It was even quieter further down in the channel, away from the main routes. There was one cabin cruiser a mile or so back of us.

I reached into the food bag, pulled out a couple of granola bars and threw one to Trisha.

"We'll be there in about ten minutes. The snacks should give us some energy for the work ahead."

"Thanks, Amy. This is so awesome. I really want to make it my career some day, working with marine life and having adventures like this."

"Why did you slow down, Earl?"

"I'm curious to see what they're up to. I've changed my plan. I think that they're probably headed to that island with all the sea lions on it. It's pretty isolated. Maybe we can have some fun with them."

"What do you mean by fun? Nothing that will get us into any trouble though, right?"

"Nope, just adding a bit to our goal to scare the shit out of them. Then hopefully they'll stop bugging us at the marina. Whatever happens, we'll just threaten to make life difficult for them if they ever tell anyone."

"Well, they are pretty good looking. Makes you wonder what they look like under all that gear. No nasty stuff though. Just have some fun, like you say."

"Yeah, just party with them in the cabin is what I'm thinking. First get them feeling good. There's a twenty-sixer of rum in the galley that should do the trick. Maybe get them to strip for us and then you never know where it will go. I'd love to fuck that bitch. You can have the other one."

Kevin was a bit reluctant, but he was getting turned on with the idea. It had been a long time since he'd been with a woman. Also he was afraid to go against Earl. He could get really pissed off sometimes and that could lead to violence. It had taken him a few weeks to recover after one of his beatings.

We pulled into the little cove on other side of the Island to where the sea lions congregate, gathered up the things we needed: camera, tranquilizer gun, a few cartridges, some wires, probes and my laptop to make some notes about the herd, and then proceeded towards them. I was going to concentrate on a cow this time and possibly a pup.

As per usual, Trisha's job was to distract the herd, especially the big bull, while I selected a couple of candidates for study. Things went pretty well. I fired my first dart at a cow, and it landed perfectly just below her front flipper. Next I selected a low dose cartridge, and fired at her pup. It took a few minutes to work, and then I approached them. The rest of the herd had moved away. They were focused and bellowing very loudly at Trisha. I took some blood samples to study later, installed satellite transmitters on both of them, took some photos and then made some notes on my laptop. I was all done in about thirty minutes.

I moved away from the herd, towards the trees, and beckoned Trisha to join me. I took out two sandwiches and water bottles from my backpack.

"I'm glad you're finished. I think the bull was about ready to charge me. He didn't seem to like me being so close to his girls," she said, grabbing a sandwich and sitting down on a rock beside me.

"Thanks so much for distracting them. I couldn't have done my work here without you."

We sat there for a while, enjoying each other's company until I noticed that it was getting darker out.

"The wind is coming up. The storm might be coming in a bit sooner. We'd better head for home."

When we got to the peak of the island, I looked down towards the cove.

"Well that's interesting. There's a boat close to shore. Isn't that the one that was behind us earlier."

"Yeah, it looks like it. Maybe they're having engine trouble or something," Trisha said, as we made our way down the hill. There were a couple of guys standing beside our boat, one of whom was tying a line to a big log.

"Hello ladies," the taller one said to us as we joined them.

"Do you have a problem with your boat?" Trisha asked him.

"Nope, we just decided to take a break. Also, we're very curious about what you're doing here."

I explained to him about our sea lion study. As I talked, I was starting to get a bit concerned. I was pretty sure that I'd seen them at one of our marina project meetings.

"We should get going. Looks like the storm is coming in earlier than expected," I said, starting to stow the gear in our boat.

"You aren't going anywhere. We're going to have a party in our boat, and then you can leave. Kevin, help me escort these lovely ladies to our cabin."

I tried to reason with them.

"If we don't leave right now, we're all going to be in peril. We'd love to spend some time with you, but maybe some other day."

"Listen bitch. You don't get to decide when to leave. We're on the lee side of the island. Nothing to worry about with the storm, and the four of us are going to have a great time, or else. Get moving."

There was nothing we could do. They were much bigger and stronger than us. We didn't have any choice but to take off our shoes, wade to the boat, climb on board and go down into the cabin. Trisha was visibly shaking as we descended the stairs, the men close behind us. It was easy to see that the taller guy was the leader. The other one didn't seem as willing. Maybe it would be possible to reason with him, but I had my doubts if that would work. I took off my backpack, and placed it on the floor.

"Relax ladies! No need to look so scared... sorry I don't know your name," he said, looking at Trisha.

"It's Trisha. Please don't hurt us." she said, trembling.

"No one is going to get hurt with one condition. You do everything I say. I'm in charge. That goes for you too Kevin," he said, giving him a menacing look.

"I'm Earl. I know who you are, Amy... the bitch that can't be reasoned with."

And then it dawned on me - he was the one who sent the threatening letter. We were in big trouble. But, I still tried to talk him out of whatever he had planned for us.

"If you let us go now, we will never tell anyone about this."

"No, I see it a different way. Whatever happens here will stay a secret. If you rat us out, you will really regret it! Okay, let's get the party going. Take off your coats ladies. I'll get you something to drink. Oh, just in case there is cell coverage here, hand over your phones." We had no choice but to do as ordered.

"Here's some rum," he said, pouring and handing us glasses.

"I don't feel like drinking,"

"Trisha, remember the first rule - you do everything I say. Drink up! Kevin, put a CD in the boombox. Let's have some music. You girls like country, right?"

Before this got totally out of hand, I was racking my brain, trying to come up with something to get us out of this.

"Time to remove some more clothing, girls. I want to see tits. Right, Kevin?"

"Yes, I'd like that."

We looked at each other, then we reluctantly removed our sweaters and blouses.

"C'mon, keep going. Don't stop now."

We unhooked our bras and slowly removed them.

"Very nice. Trisha, your tits are amazing. Amy, great nipples. What do you think, Kevin?"

"Fucking awesome, Earl. I'd love to touch them."

"Well go ahead. I'm sure they won't mind."

As Kevin approached us, I could hear the wind howling and the rain pelting down outside. We were stuck here now. Even if we could escape, there was nowhere to go, probably until morning.

Kevin tentatively touched Trisha's breasts. I could see a big bulge in his pants. He was so horny now that here was no hope now to get him to stop the abuse. He got between us so he could fondle us at the same time.

"Move over Kevin, I get Amy,"

They each spent some time rubbing us and sucking our nipples. To be honest, it wasn't all bad. My libido was betraying me but I was worried about what would come next. I didn't take long.

"Now I'd like to see more of your bodies ladies, especially your cunts. Take off the rest of your clothes, but do it slow. We want to enjoy it, right Kevin."

"Yes, we do, nice and slow," he said.

Not wanted to make him mad, we took our time removing our outer rain pants and then slowly unclasped our jeans and pulled them off, leaving us only wearing panties.

"Okay, keep going."

I slowly started to pull mine down. Trisha just stood there, shaking with fear.

"Do it bitch or you'll be sorry."

"Please can't you just leave us alone."

"No, remember the rules." He went up to her and smacked her across the face. "There will be a lot more of that if you don't obey me." He yanked her panties down, ripping them in the process.

Trisha started sobbing. Earl drew back his hand, ready to strike her again.

"Earl, we agreed on no rough stuff, remember."

"Shut the fuck up Kevin or you'll be next."

"Okay, now that you're both naked, sit down and spread your legs wide. I want to have a good look at your pussies."

Trisha managed to stifle her sobbing as we both complied. I had a plan if I could only think of a way to distract Earl for a while.

"That's the way to act girls. Just keep doing as your told and you won't get hurt."

"Kevin, you get Amy this time. Get close and smell it. Hell, lick it if you like. I want the crybaby."

Kevin quickly got between my legs, looked closely and smelled for a bit, then dove in and starting lapping with his tongue. Earl did the same with Trisha, except he didn't lick her. Instead he probed his finger inside her vagina. Trisha managed to control herself in spite of the rough way he was treating her.

"Before you get fucked ladies, my cock really needs to get sucked. Let's switch partners."

He unzipped, reached in and pulled out his penis. It was very hard. "Suck it bitch," he said, shoving it into my mouth. Kevin had pulled down his pants and underwear and did the same with Trisha. He was also fully erect and quite a bit bigger than Earl.

Earl rapidly pushed in and out and I found it hard to stifle my gag reflex.Okay I've had enough of this. I don't want him to fuck me,I thought as I moved back a bit. His penis popped out my mouth.

"I love your cock Earl, but I really want some more rum first. Can you please fill up my glass."

"Yeah I guess so, if it makes you a better cocksucker." As he went over to the other side of the cabin to fetch the bottle, I made a grab for my backpack. While Kevin was occupied with Trisha, I pulled a cartridge out of one of the side pockets. I quickly removed the packaging, hid it behind behind my leg just in time when Earl returned.

"Here you go. Swig it down and then get back to work."

"Okay, but first, pull down your pants. I want to grab your ass, while I suck it."

"Sure why not. I was right Kevin. They are enjoying this. I bet they can't wait for the fucking to begin."

I started sucking him again, reaching around with my free hand to grab his ass. Then I quickly moved my other hand around and jabbed him. The tranquilizer automatically started to emerge from it.

"What the fuck, that hurts like hell."

I retracted the syringe, violently pushed him away and then while Kevin was still ramming his cock into Trisha's mouth, oblivious to what had just happened, I poked him in his ass, releasing the rest of the tranquilizer. Normally with sea lions it takes a few minutes to start working but they weigh considerably more than humans. In about ten seconds, they were both getting very groggy, and then shortly after they were under.

"Great thinking Amy!" Trisha said, quickly grabbing her clothes and getting dressed.

"I really hope that I haven't killed them!"

"It's horrible to say, but I don't really care right now if you did. What a couple of assholes, especially Earl. I was really starting to think that we might be dead after they finished abusing us. Let's get out of here and go home before they wake up."

"Well it's not as simple as that. It's too stormy to head out on the water now. Listen to that wind and rain! And pitch black too. I tried to use my cell phone just before we got here and there's no coverage. But there's one thing we can do. I'm going out to the boat and activate the EPIRB. Hopefully Search and Rescue will hear it and come to rescue us. But they might not be able to get out in this storm until morning. Jake must be very worried by now.

"What is EPIRB?"

"Emergency Position Indicating Radio Beacon."

"Okay, I thought it was something like that. So we're stuck here."

"Yes, and to survive, we'll have to stay in the cabin."

"Shit, they are going to be so pissed off at us when they wake up."

"I think they should be out for a few hours. I have one more cartridge when they wake up, or should I say if they do! When that runs out, we'll just have to take off to the trees and try to find some sort of shelter."

"What about tying them up. There should be some rope on board."

"Good idea. Have a look while I go out to the boat."

It was miserable outdoors. After searching for a few minutes I located the beacon and turned it on. The waves were pounding the shore as I waded back to the cruiser. So much for being on the lee side of the island! Trisha had found a small coil of rope. We cut it in half and tied their hands behind their backs. Hopefully it would hold them until we were rescued. Now all we could do was wait.