Samantha let out a yelp as her ass was smacked. She watched him open up the tent/raft thing and stared at it blankly. She had trouble wrapping her head around what exactly he was planning on doing. As he leaned down and rubbed her clit she kept watching him blankly. The ropes were doing a better job than he was, well she would have to give him credit for that however. As she watched him he looked up at her, and she shook her head slightly saying, "oh right..." and she pretended to moan a bit. She kept in mind the location of the knife, and began to come up with a plan, "do you have a gun?" she asked in the kinkiest way possible.