"That's the spot Hilda."
Oscar Barnett lay outstretched on a massage room table where a massively large very endowed Norwegian woman cracked his back with precision. After a few more alignments to his vertebras she began oiling the elderly Cowboy up with warm relaxing oil. Her efforts exceeding over his muscles now, Oscar withdrew into his thoughts, wondering how his new bride, primitively annulled for the time being was holding up under the care of Dr. Rachel Koch.
Her welfare did bother him, he certainly did not want Esperanza hurt, the whole thing was a well orchestrated plan to be certain of her complete loyalty, that he literally owned her soul. Saying he did on her part was just not enough. He needed proof. Oscar would get that proof or Esperanza's stay here on Archibald's island would be extended until she was broken like a wild filly.
Relaxed by Brunhilda's rough yet sensual grip Oscar nearly fell asleep, until her fingers began rubbing between his legs a bit too close to anal discretion. As a hardcore Alpha male he didn't take too lightly to any invasion of his personal space. "Outdoors only Hilda. No revolving door on this ole' boy's part if you know my meanin'." Saying nothing she bypasses his anus and fulfills her duty over the rest of his fleshy domain. She rarely spoke, trained to follow orders rather than carry any meaningful conversations.
Strangely he was tempted to hire her as a second bodyguard to back up Randolph. The woman was tough that part was easy to see, yet soft to the touch when ordered. The longer she massaged him the more he pondered on that idea. He could see her in a Secret Service style suit with a gun. Professionally speaking she might even take a bullet for her owner. Food for thought.
"Rollin' over Hilda! Don't be shy." He chuckled turning on the table to let her view exactly why he was from the longhorn state of Texas. Nothing new to her, she had seen, rubbed, sucked, and fucked some mighty big boys in her 27 years. Still, Oscar Barnett was likely the biggest thus far at nearly a foot long. At his age most big dicks would be a tad less willing to stay tall, not Oscar, he was made of steel in every way. Stubborn, sturdy, and more than worthy. Eying his erection arching to greet her notice Brunhilda smiles at Oscar as she applies oil to his chest. "Hilda darlin'? Why are you wearin' leather when you should be wearin' nothin' at all?"
She pauses to dry her hands on a towel then performs a well rehearsed routine of stripping off what little she did have on. A massive 38D set of silicone breasts toppled free and generously shared thick meaty nipples. Archibald's gift for her anniversary of service here on the island, they were perfectly balanced without a scar in sight to ruin her. Chiseled abs and curvaceous muscles from years of working out, likely with the aid of steroids she was magnificent. Slick as a whistle in her pubic area, an array of piercings leading up from her clit like a metallic runway. Posing for him in not just beauty but in bodybuilding finesse she applied oil to herself knowing what appealed to her client. Glossy and desirable she observed his expression of approval.
"Very nice Hilda. You should live like that. Who needs clothes I say." She merely smiled stepping closer with her oil bottle ready to continue her massage. Settling back he winked up at her. "Stupid question I'm sure, but are you happy here?" She oils his chest avoiding eye contact until he reaches up to pat her hand slowing it's roaming. "Gimme five minutes, that erection of mine isn't going South anytime soon. Look at me Hilda." She complies always following a direct order. "I know Arch treats you well here on the island, probably all you've ever known. I'm gonna ask you nicely to talk to me."
"As you wish." Hilda compliments his desire to talk. Not many people really spoke to her outside of what they demanded.
"That's a girl. How long you been here under Archibald's rule?"
"Since I was 18. I was brought here from Norway along with a number of other girls. He treats me very well."
"I'm sure he does. What other skills do you have aside the obvious?"
"I began as nothing but a young whore, molded into a slave. Through the years I have risen in stature. I am on a security detail once a week as well."
"Security, eh? Self defense as much as just being able to wrestle a rhino?"
"Yes." She grins, "That might be a challenge but I can handle myself. I bench press 450 pounds. Dead lift 520."
"Weapons training?"
"Some! Jericho has shown me how to throw a knife and use it to handicap an adversary. No firearms are allowed on the island except for the Mercenaries my Master employs, but I would love to learn how to shoot."
"Mercs? Like that Jericho fella?"
"Yes. My Master allows me to learn to protect him but only with a blade. I am forbidden to practice with a gun."
"Shame! What would you say if I bought you from Arch and put you to work with my bodyguard Randy?"
"I will only leave my Master if he casts me out."
"Money can make any man take out the trash darlin'. Not sayin' you're trash. Far from it. I'm fascinated by you Hilda. I think we can be great friends on the outside world. Any objections if I at least made an offer for ya?"
"I serve my Master until he does not wish me to be his."
"I like your attitude Hilda. Grant me a simple yes or no to my next question and I'll let it go dependin' on your answer."
"Yes Sir."
"If I get Arch to release ya' you willin' to be owned by me?"
"I would be honored to be owned."
"That a yes?"
"Yes."
"I'll talk to Arch before I leave the island. For now...get busy on my dick there. Oil it nice and I'm not talkin' bout that bottled spit. Show me how much of this here big fella you can swallow."
Five minutes later she had her chin touching his balls. Where in the world did this woman come from taking in a foot long? Definitely a keeper.
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"UP!"
An irritable voice was followed by a shock prod zapping Esperanza Blanco-no longer Barnett, in the ass as she napped on her cot. One jolt was all it took to make her stand up and embrace a leash attached to her locked shock collar about her neck. The man handling her was a tough as nails guard with a definite chip on his shoulder. Esperanza forced to live nude at all times did not show signs of retaliation, only acceptance of her fate. Pride expressed without waver she let the guard lead her from her cell, and down the corridor leading to the massive indoor training facility.
Passing by the glass she did not even peer down into the bowels to witness others being tortured and sexually abused. She cared nothing for what others endured, only that her husband be impressed and believe in her sincerity. Knowing his will was her only current way of escape she intended to obey and succeed. It was the only way to go home to her daughter. Fearing for her safety meant being cold and expressionless, yet a fury was smoldering within her soul.
Leading Esperanza into a room all by her lonesome she noted only one simple décor, a leather like mounting device similar to a horses saddle with ropes attached to it. Reaching it her caretaker stopped her in front of it. "Lay across the mount." She complied, her leash removed and a chain attached in it's place to hold her to the device with very little room to draw back or turn her head. From there the guard attached short chains to her wrists until a speaker stopped him.
"Leave her arms free Leon." It was the voice of Dr. Rachel Koch. Hearing the door she came in open and close Esperanza waited until the good Doctor rounded her prison stock to face her. "Good morning Esperanza."
"Doctor Koch." Esperanza politely spoke acknowledging her.
"Day two. It is time we get down to business. I am allowing you to go unchained on the condition you do not combat your conditions. If you do, the bonds will be quite unpleasant."
"I will resist nothing, no one."
"The day is young. Eight hours on the clock Esperanza. Enjoy yourself. Resistance is never the answer."
"Tell my...ex-husband I will not fail him."
"Of course! I will be certain to document your thoughts and enlighten him at the end of the week."
"Let us begin." Esperanza shared a sincere gaze. Rachel Koch was not fooled by her attempt. Time would reveal her inner reality. Accompanied by her guard Leon, Rachel left the room for a small office behind one way glass onlooking Esperanza. From the angle of the office she could see everything. The pedestal stock was on a rotating turntable so that Koch could witness her slave for every emotion, every defiance. Microphones all around amplified the acoustics of the chamber.
"Proceed!" Rachel spoke into a phone on the wall. Before Esperanza's eyes a sliding wall opened up and large very buff, reasonably well endowed men began emerging. Almost funny each of them went to a time clock and punched in before proceeding to encircle Esperanza. Counting them like sheep the men just kept coming. at twenty they stopped and the wall closed. Expected to panic Esperanza merely smiled thinking to herself, "Is this all they have? Pathetic!"
"Wave one? You may engage." Koch spoke for the room to hear. In response the men circulated closer and stood in line single file to both sides of her. One after the other the men moved in and penetrated Esperanza from behind. She loved sex so this was just a normal day in her mind. As a high paid Escort when she lived in Colombia there were nights that she endured many men so at the moment this was a cake walk. The fact that the men were not as well endowed as Oscar or his sons almost made her want to laugh, but she maintained her pose for the good Doctor. Not wanting to mock Koch's techniques, let alone give Oscar should he be watching any reason to believe she was not taking him seriously Esperanza remained calm. After four men she lost a bit of self control to enjoy the sensations. In the heat of the session she tried a new tactic of crying out, "I WORSHIP YOU OSCAR BARNETT!" Over and over during each individual conquest. Within two hours she had ran through her ensemble of testosterone, their cum wildly spattering her backside rather than inside her. To the cameras above her she was milky white and stunning.
"Enough Wave One! You may go." Rachel informed those lingering in wait to be excused. Holding her head up with precision pride Esperanza told Koch, "I WILL NOT FAIL MY MAN! IF HE WILL STILL HAVE ME."
Laying there over her perch in foreboding silence she pondered upon her daughter back in Texas. What were the Barnett boys doing to her while she wasted away a prisoner here? Her heart was breaking but at the same time an inner fury lit her way. Even under such a state of mind she kept her expression from showing a brewing hatred. This mistake on her part would not go unpunished. She would bide her time and see just how concerned Oscar really was. In her soul she felt love for the man yet what he was violating was not only her free will but the innocence of her daughter. Maria never being around a man terrified Esperanza, adapting her to society was a harsh decision to make, yet big money that would offer she and her sweet Maria a better life was just too tempting. Oscar being older made her feel safe. Obviously she was wrong.
"Wave two you may engage."
Hearing Doctor Koch, Esperanza looked to the sliding wall and found another 20 men, these men however were far more endowed. To her trained eye not one was less than nine inches. After taking Oscar's foot long plus, even these should be entertaining at best. Deep breath held she was once again a lamb to their slaughter. Her cunt ripped wide by pop can sized girth time after time she howled into the echoing chamber. The fulfillment was amazing.
"Wave three you may join the others."
Before her watery eyes the wall reopened and twenty more massive men entered to compliment the twenty already in service. This time however a large box was carried in and rested in front of her leather stockade. Stepping up one by one on the box they rammed their cocks down her throat with a forceful display of attitude. That certainly quieted her down. All day long Esperanza endured her torture.
Toward the end of her forty lovers she felt the presence of something that froze her soul. A massive cock easily the size of Oscar's toyed with her anus. This was the first man to go near it which in her mind meant one thing. Is was being kept sacred for something special. Her heart rallied to the tender penetration, thankful considering its incredibly thick nature. She just knew it was Oscar. Afraid to try and look back she gnashed her teeth to compensate the challenge it took to get inside her ass. Becoming light headed she shook it off the best she could and moaned, "For you Oscar. For you."
