Episode 22: WAIT IN GOLD

“This is the life, Archibald.”

Oscar Barnett sat back in a wicker lounge chair drinking his fifth beer of the evening while a buxom blond beauty licked his balls and fondled his longhorn legacy. All around him in the darkness there seemed to be peace and quiet, save for the sea upon the beach, the stars bright in the sky. Basking in the glow of multiple torches some might say the Devil was in residence. Perhaps he was!

In the lounge chair seated next to him Archibald Goodwin was also nude and being attended by a pair of helpful hands, this one strangely a male. Another gentleman stood behind him massaging his shoulders. Archie in his home environment went with the flow of being bisexual. Oscar winced at his choices but said nothing, they had known one another far too long to judge one another now. Oscar Barnett was so not bi. Alpha male and all man!

“It is indeed, Old Friend. A little faster Stewart. Tighten those knuckles.” He alerted the young man stroking his cock. Convinced his attendant was stepping it up her returned his gaze toward Oscar. “Would you like to check in on your ... what do you refer to her as these days?”

“Still the Missus! Esperanza still has my ticker tockin’ Arch. Just on snooze until I’m satisfied, she’s on the same page as I am.”

“This one has a hold on you.”

“I wouldn’t say a hold, more an invested interest. Money caught her eye back in Colombia for a certain. I do believe I stole her fancy deep down but that’s why I’m here in Fanciful Island, to be totally certain.”

Archie used a remote to activate a large movie screen around twenty feet from them and brought up a remarkable image of the beautiful Esperanza Blanco-Barnett in all of her breathtaking glory. Tied up upside down while suspended in the air she took the punishment of electro staffs jolting her in areas that might be slightly tender. No, pure agony! While screaming each time, her expressions returned to that of pride and fearlessness. A gag meant nothing! Oil dripping from every pore only brought the lightning to reality.

“Brunhilda’s joltin’ Esperanza pretty good. That safe, Arch?”

“There’s not enough voltage to do her any real harm. The wetter she gets however the electricity increases. It seems she is ... quite aquatic.”

“Aquatic? Sounds fishy to me. But again, she did whoop a shark’s ass.”

“Indeed. We both know the scent of stimulation in a young woman Oscar.”

“I reckon.” He lowered his gaze to the braided blond licking and sucking his balls, “You can put that big bully in your mouth now Gretchen. You done riled up a nice tsunami just off the coast.”

Eagerly the gorgeous teen Gretchen swallowed over half his cock, “You can do better than that, ain’t a pair of tonsils left on this island outside of mine and Esperanza ... actually, just mine. I forgot she had hers clipped back in Cartagena.” Prompted, the girl forced his beast deeper down her throat until she choked but remained active. While it felt incredible Oscar frowned, “Is that all you got?”

Archie clearing his throat roughly the lovely German teen fought hard to take in all eleven plus inches, surely impossible, right?

With a clapped assistance Archie’s musclebound boy toys moved over to lift Gretchen upside down with Oscar still in her throat. It was quite unpleasant as she was forced into her new angle. Having been taught that a woman’s place was beneath a man. No higher than his abDOMen she and her fellow slaves were taught that DOM was within the anatomy. Today was her day to rise to the occasion. Angling her neck, Oscar gathered her long blond braids to witness her descent better. In turn Gretchen forced his entire shaft down, rather up past her esophagus until she nearly blacked out. “Ain’t that Big Fella just to die for Gretchen?” Oscar challenged her.

In response although unable to breath she urged her stretched wide lips downward until his scrotum curled up under her chin. Reaching full length but ready to pass out, Oscar pinched her nose. “This close pretty lady.” She tensed her limbs in the men’s clutches but refused to fight. Rising in his seat for an even deeper thrust she blacked out and fell puppet-like dangling in her captors’ hands. By a thread she lived to tell the tale.

“I reckon she’s learned her lesson. Bring her down slow, Bobsy Twins.” He mocked the bodybuilders for their obvious dick sucking abilities, they obeyed without offense. Still embedded deep she would wake up on her knees again but with Oscar still confined to her throat. She would never question her talents again.

“Isn’t she stunning?” Oscar looked up, Archie presuming he meant Gretchen until following his friend’s eyes toward the monitor.

“The doctor seems to feel as if Esperanza is putting on an act. Giving you what you want to see while still retaining her personal thoughts on what you want from her.”

“Honeymoon’s just getting started Arch. Three more weeks I figure she’ll break.”

“We shall see.”

“It’ll come to pass. I got faith in my Missus.”

With Gretchen’s eyelashes fluttering but her eyeballs still above her brow, Oscar patted her cheek. “Speakin’ of come to pass. Best finish me, Miss Gretchen.” She did, he nutted hard, she didn’t even need to swallow. “That’s a girl. Let’s try this again later, do it on your own without help.” She was allowed to retreat and gasp for air, a hoarse yet very sweet verse of, “I will not fail you, Sir.”, ended her need to be there. Slowly crawling away on her hands and knees she made certain her perfectly sculpted body gave him a fond farewell. In rotation Gretchen moved onto her next client further down the beach.

“Gotta say Arch, you’ve built one hell of an empire out here.”

“Sex is money. Find the right students and keep them in perfect physical condition, encourage their desires to please it becomes a goldmine in the Cayman’s.”

Leaning forward to place an elbow on his chairs arm Oscar studied Esperanza. “Zoom in on her face for me, Archibald.” Archie allowing one of his boy toys to suck his cock obliged Oscar tilting his remote until it drew the camera angle closer to his wife’s expressions. “Goddamn she’s a goddess.”

With a strong conviction in her demeanor Esperanza embraced shock after shock, her body glossed up from head to toe with sweat and hot oil adding to the voltage. Screaming one second as the electrode touched an oversensitive spot, all other areas she refused to acknowledge pain. “Tougher than her nails, ain’t she?”

“If you notice, on occasion she looks at the cameras trained on her, Mister Barnett.” Came a voice from behind he and Archie.

“What’s up Doc?”

Oscar sat back and leered over his shoulder at the lovely, Rachel Koch. Hair pinned back with a towel wrapped around her, she moved between Archie and Oscar, arms folded over her chest. Oscar admired her from head to toe. “Pardon my sayin’ I know you aren’t one of the trainees, let alone ... well ... trained, but you’re one fine looker, Miss Koch.” He paused in thought, “Is it Koch as in Coach?” She scowled at him then lifts her towel as if to share in a beautiful pussy only to allow Oscar to discover more than he bargained for. “Ah! Koch as in Cock. No offense ma’am ... man.”

“None taken! I’m both sexes by the way, and my name is pronounced Koch as in Crotch without the R. I am quite certain I don’t need to give you the gory details.”

“Nope! So, what’s on your mind, Dick ... Doc?”

“If you were not so rich I might spit in your face for that.” She knew he was only goading her. “Your bride is going to take a while to mold I’m afraid. I’ll know more once I wire her to a polygraph. Three times a day is recommended to learn any changes in her belief pattern. Brainwashing is...”

“Hold up, Crotch...” Rachel actually grew aroused at his mention of genitalia, her towel lifting slightly. “Brainwashin’ ain’t my point here. Esperanza just needs to know her place better. I don’t need me no zombie ... just a better defined loyalty.”

“I see. Perhaps I misread what you wanted, please forgive me.”

“All I expect is a wife that doesn’t act on her own without my advisement. Her nymphonics ... I know that ain’t a word in Webster ... it’s my word in Bedster, just needs fine-tuned. I want her to realize I own her body and soul but let her maintain true love.”

“From what I’ve observed in speaking with her, I believe her love is true. She is merely used to getting what she wants without help. As I mentioned her past to you, Esperanza had isolated she and her daughter from a very brutal mate. Escaping him was difficult enough. Surviving for years beneath his notice was a remarkable feat. It is obvious she found you as a way of escaping even further.”

“I reckon that’s noble, just not in my world. If Esperanza wants my security, she revolves around this ole’ Son. Before I leave this island, I’m gonna ask you to put together a file on every single detail you have on her past. Safe to say you have hackers that can dig into ISA, DEA, FBI, CIA, ABC for all I care. I do have my own resources, but I’d like a lil in flight readin’ on the way back to the States.”

“I’ll see to that personally.” Archie raised his martini. “Before you offer the advice, Old Friend, you know I will cover our tracks and make certain your future is safe.”

“I appreciate it, Arch. You gonna jerk that off Crotch? It’s a tad distractin’.” He pointed at Rachel’s tent, she in turn lowering her gaze to her lap. Fidgeting slightly, she considered it.

“Sit, Doctor.”

Archie pointed to the third chair then motioned his shoulder masseuse to bring it over. Once between Archie and Oscar she sat down and joined them by removing her towel. She had pretty amazing natural breasts, nipples like tender bullets. A dick while not anything special stood proudly at six inches. Archie advising his masseuse to kneel in front of Rachel the young man gripped her cock and massaged it, using oil from an oil bottle in his waist pouch.

“Oh, I needed this. My job is entirely to stressful.” Rachel arched her, his, their back. Oscar simply shook his head.

“First time for everythin’ I suppose.”

“What? Seeing a hermaphrodite? Do finger me as well, Falstaff.” She prompted her attendant. The man lifted her penis and burrowed two fingers up inside her, twisting and turning, Rachel gripped the arms of her chair tightly. “Perfect! Where was I, Mister Barnett?”

“Falstaff...” Oscar chuckled! “Somehow I don’t think that staff ever falls.”

“Amusing! May I be clear about your requests?”

“Shoot! Maybe enjoy it a bit first though.” Archie’s own attendant was sucking his cock preventing the billionaire from keeping focus. Only Oscar sat alone at the moment. “So, these polygraph’s change enough that they require three times a day?”

“It’s just how we monitor alterations in thought. While each test varies with emotional states it does give us clues as to mental sincerity.” She moaned! “Three fingers Falstaff, a bit faster please.” Her masseuse knuckle fucked her pussy harder while keeping a nice steady rhythm of friction on her, his penis. Oscar just couldn’t look, not only at Rachel, but Archie at the moment.

“How long is Brunhilda there gonna zap my girl?” Oscar focused on Esperanza.

“A session is usually thirty minutes.”

“Esperanza just took a piss.” They all looked up to watch Esperanza pee a steady stream down at the floor with a glint of smugness in her features. “Her way of defyin’, Brunhilda?”

“Obvious need to urinate most likely. She merely used her bladder functions to attempt superiority. You, see? She still feels as if she is the leader in this case.” Rachel curled her toes, placing both heels on Falstaff’s deltoids. His strength hardly fazed his operations. Rachel was getting close. “Eat my pussy Falstaff.” Even amid three fingers and a stroking hand, her loyal servant lowered his tongue in and joined his fingers. “SHIT! That feels so fucking good. Forgive my outburst gentlemen.”

“Live it up, Doc. You too, Archway.” Oscar merely avoided direct eye contact, although a peripheral of Rachel did make him curious. Beside her Archie groaned loudly and nutted in his man Neville’s constricting throat. Unlike Gretchen earlier Neville knew how to take it all.

“Well done, Neville. Bathe me please.” Archie huffed as Neville licked his lips of cum and crawled to his feet to obtain a porcelain basin and pitcher. Returning with soap and a washcloth he washed Archie completely off and sealing his work with a loving kiss to Archie’s urethra. “You’re excused, Neville.”

“Wait! May I?” Rachel recalled Neville to her. “Relieve Falstaff on my penis please. I need more attention.” Kneeling beside his compatriot Falstaff removed his hand to allow Neville to invigorate her erection. With a freehand each the men roamed her torso and eventually located one breast each squeezing them to her delight. “Sooo close. Faster boys, faster.”

Two minutes of squealing Doctor Koch came hard through both canals at once. “YESSSSSSSSS! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!” Both attendees fed their fingers to one another, rejoicing in her flavor before she used her feet to nudge them to stand. Falstaff stepped away for another bowl of water and returned to clean her up. Once accomplished both men were excused.

“Ya’ll done?” Oscar chuckled!

“I believe we are.” Archie smirked!

“Gotta mission for you, Doc.”

“Yes?” She wrapped her towel and tied it.

“I want you to get inside Esperanza’s head about her daughter. Then, I want that head to get into Esperanza.” He pointed at Rachel’s penis. “I wanna know if my Missus can put aside any indifference, so to speak.”

“You’re asking me to have sex with your wife?”

“Not right away but before I take her home. Put Esperanza through her paces. Show her hardship, build her up from the bottom of what she thinks is her top.”

“Gladly! If I may ... I find Esperanza exquisite.”

“Makes two of us. Arch? Fuck these beers and martinis. I need me some real liquor. Tequila shots, Doc?”

“From my belly button?”

“What the hell, why not? Just keep your pecker covered.”

She was gorgeous.

In the lower heart of Texas!

Maria Blanco raced through the house in a hurry, she had to pee. Before she could reach the powder room on the main floor Jacob Barnett caught her and launched her over his shoulder. Giggling she kicked and thrashed, “No Jacob ... I must pee.”

“Funny thing ... me too.”

Owen Barnett overhearing Maria’s playful scream at Jacob’s hands stepped from the dining room to see what was going on. Did everyone wear cowboy hats in the house? “What are you two yellin’ about?”

“Put me down Jacob, put me down.”

“I don’t wanna.” He slapped her adorably tight little ass making her laugh, in the process yanking her Coyote tail buttplug almost painfully from her bottom and tossing it on the floor. “Call our brothers into the gym shower.” Jacob smirked at Owen who knew Wiley was in the living room not far off.

“COYOTE!” He yelled drawing Wiley around the corner, naked as a jaybird. “Follow Jacob to the gym.” He then dashed to his father’s office to find Matthew Barnett on his Bluetooth. Leaning on the threshold Owen overhead the words, “Miss you too.” Frowning at Matthew’s strange expression of being caught Matty let his caller go.

“Do you ever knock?”

“Obviously not! Jacob wants us all in the gym shower.”

“Any particular reason why?”

“Maria.” Owen chuckled!

“Awww hell. It must be that time.” Tossing his Bluetooth on the desk Matty stood up and trailed behind Owen. In passing the staircase Owen bolted upstairs and beat on Tyson’s bedroom door. Seconds later Tyson opened up with a hint of agitation. Wearing only his boxers he ended up joining Owen without putting any pants on.

Gathering in the gym Jacob still held Maria up on his shoulder, she begging to be put down, kicking her legs wildly. Noting all brothers in attendance Jacob chuckled and stood Maria on the shower rooms concrete floor.

“Roundup fellas!”

Dancing in step holding it in Maria whimpered, “Let me pee, Jacob.”

“You piss and I’ll blister your ass.” He surrounded her throat with both hands forcing her to lock eyes with him. “No fear Princess, just learn this here lesson we’re about to teach ya.”

“Yes, Jacob.” He wasn’t choking her just using his hands as if a collar. Thumbs posing under her chin he lifted her gaze even more. Circling Maria the boys seemed confused until Wiley laughed, “Yella Belly?”

“Smart man!” Jacob winked! “On your knees Maria. This lesson on being a woman is one you need to always embrace.” He released her neck and let her drop to her knees. “Chin up! Eyes wide open, mouth too. Chest out, hands behind your back.”

She complied with an eager look but found her bladder giving her fits. Pouting at having to hold it she panted nasally. Around her all five Barnett Boys whipped their dicks out making her presume that they were all in pain of the white devil. Every penis there was rock hard, balls full. Barnett curse!