Getting Even

“Getting Even”

“Part II

“Attempt at a Water Escape”

Falling down on the sand was by no means graceful or gentle. She began to cry out loud “What is going on”.

“Think. Calm down.” She said to herself. She struggled to get to all fours her arms beginning to shake from the weeks of non-use. “If I can just find some help”, she thought. Looking around, she saw it was mid-day. She was on a sandy beach. “Must be in south Florida , and that must be one of the keys; There has to be a road nearby I can make it to and get some help”.

She turned her head to listen for the sound of cars, people, planes, anything. Nothing. “Ok. Get a hold of yourself, get up and walk” She worked to push herself backwards onto a kneeling position. The sheer fact that she was so top heavy made it difficult. With one resounding push, she managed to get onto her knees, however she wasn't ready for the inertial force she started, and immediately fell backwards onto her back as the weight moved though her upper body like a pendulum.

The weight in her breasts hit her lungs like a baseball bat. The wind was knocked out of her, she tensed up and tried to breath. Her lungs were unable to expand against the weight. Exhausted from all the effort, and begging to run out of air, she passed out.

I was back in my cool office, just admiring her struggle. Mike turned away from the monitor and said “Man did you see that, she pushed herself backwards. Did you see her tits hit herself?”

“Absolutely! That was amazing! Hey hey look she is struggling to breath. Mike send some people down there ASAP to make sure she's all right. Wouldn't want anything to bad to happen to her”

Mike laughed on his way out. By the time Mike accompanied by a couple of other guards made it to her, she had passed out and had relaxed her muscles, allowing her to breath with her diaphragm again.

‘Hmm look at that Mike said. I wonder if she will ever realize that she can't breathe with just her lungs anymore with that weight on her”

“Who cares?” One of the guards replied.

“Let's get her in one of the beach chairs” Mike said. Get her some water too.

Mike grabbed her arms, and the other grabbed her ankles. “Geez fucking heavy” The funny thing is that she still looks like a 5 foot tall bimbo with massive tits. Just from looking at her, she doesn't appear she'd weigh much over 100lbs. but geez is she fucking heavy”

By the time they placed her in one of those beach lounger style chairs. The water had arrived.

“Ok lets leave her here and head back” Mike said.

I was watching this all happen from my comfortable easy chair in the den. “Live on TV, it's a stupid bitch that can't move well” I said in a TV style announcer voice as Mike returned to me.

As I sat there, she just slept. “I guess those weeks of being knocked out, she'd be well rested…. Let me know if she wakes up. I'll be in the massage room getting a massage”

“Will do” Mike replied as I left the room

One of the advantages of being wealthy was the simple fact that I could get what I needed when I needed it. It was about 8 months ago when I ran an advertisement in Thailand and Ukraine , advertising for ladies to join me on my island. The advertisement was simple. “You: Attractive, young female. Me: Wealthy billionaire; Where: Caribbean Island . What: You take care of my needs and I'll take care of you. “I was flooded with so many letters, e-mails and such that there wasn't simply time to review them all. So I picked a handful of ladies from each place, Had them medically checked out, told them that they would all be my girlfriends on the island, and that all I expected was for them to take care of my every desire, and in return I'd ensure that they were well fed, taken care of, treated by outstanding medical doctors and they would never have a care in the world again. Some refused, and I sent them on their way, others agreed, but didn't work out and got rid of them, but in the end I had several women that were perfectly tuned to my needs.

That's when I met the Brazilian doctors the first time. Several of the Thai ladies had really small breasts, so I had them increased with the normal silicone implants. Sure it could ruin your heath, but they felt better than saline implants, and what the heck, who knew how long they would be around anyways.

And that's how I spend many days. I encouraged them to explore their bi-sexual tendencies, as having a good girl on girl show was never a bad thing. I fucked them all in every possible manor and in every possible way. It was pure bliss.

I must say things were working out well. Both Olga and Lisa were absolutely heaven when giving a massage. It's a perfect way to spend some time during the day. Lisa always was good at taking care of my needs in the massage room.

…

Mike grabbed a couple other guys and just watched the bitch rest. “Man look, I think she is getting a sunburn; Do you think we should put her in the shade” one of them said

“Hey the boss said to just watch her. I'm not going to disobey. This is a sweet gig, and I'm doing nothing to fuck it up.”

“Yup I'm with ya, but that's going to hurt in the morning!”

“Not my problem and I'm going to keep it that way” Mike said as he grabbed a bottle of water for himself.

…

Warmth. She was starting to wake up. She felt the warmth on the sun and it felt good. She heard a bird flying overhead chirping. “What a fucked up dream” she thought to herself. As she opened her eyes and saw the ocean for the second time in a day.

“Better go get him, she's starting to move again” Mike said to one of the guards. “Quick run – he's getting a massage”

“FUCK!” she screamed when she realized that the massive tits were still on her chest and that realization brought her back to reality that this was no dream.

It was really amazing, on a larger woman the 42 inches of tits would certainly look very large, but on this bitch, with her small frame, they looked positively massive. They easily stuck out 7 inches or more from her chest wall. There roundness also added to the appearance of massive size. If you used both hands to grab one, there would still be room to add a third hand.

Mike and the others certainly felt them while they were healing. Very different feeling than silicone implants, we all agreed. The Mercury just moved within them with ease. The felt almost natural, despite their size. Aside from the fact that if they ever broke they would certainly kill her from mercury poisoning, which is why the FDA would never approve, but I liked them. They also had the desired effect of ensuring she would be slower to move.

Her torso was laying at a 45 degree angle back from her legs in the chair, and she fought to sit up. The additional weight made her legs move upwards, instead of her chest. Pushing back with her hands against the chair, she was finally able to sit upright.

“What's wrong with me” she thought again. As she lifted up her right arm, it felt like she was holding a hand weight. The arm was very heavy. “What the fuck”. The micro-line incisions where the surgical screws were implanted in her bones had completely healed, most without even the slightest appearance.

“I must be tired or something; This isn't right” she thought as she was moving her other arm.

Looking around her surroundings, she saw she was alone on the beach, sitting in a chair, with what appeared to be a bottle of water sitting on the table. No one else was around

“Help Me!” she screamed at the top of her lungs; “Anyone help me please!” After a few more screams and some more time elapsed, she came to the realization that if help was available it wasn't coming.

“I'm going to get to that other island over there.” She said to herself. “lots of people live on the keys and I can get one of them to help”

She swung her legs over to one side of the chair and used the arm of the chair to stand.

“Paul come quick” the guard said as he burst into the room. Olga was working on my upper torso and Lisa was in the middle of giving me a blow job when he burst in

“Of all the moments to interrupt me” I started to stay as I was near cumming, when I realized that there was only one reason I'd be interrupted in there.

I quickly grabbed my shorts put them over my still rock hard dick and went back into the den for my live TV show. “Hey, get them to install a TV in the massage room today” I said to the guard.

“That bitch is leaving me with blue balls” I said to Mike as I entered.

“You'll have to make her help you out and apologize properly” Mike replied

“What did I miss?”

“Not much, It's recorded on the DVR when your ready to see it. Just some screaming and terror in her eyes”

“Good man”

She was in the process of using the chair to stand erect again. She made the mistake of leaning forward against the chair, and not bracing her self for the immediate weight shift forwards, fell down into the sand.

The sand hit her sunburn like sandpaper. She screamed at the sensation.

“Okay to the water” as she got back on all fours and headed out. “As soon as I'm in the water I'll be lighter and can swim. These implants are heavy” she said to herself.

As she entered the water she again tried to stand but to no avail. “Swim' She willed herself, as her head went under water.

“Mike get down there quick” I turned to say to him as I realized he was already headed out of the door. Can't lose this bitch yet. We aren't even close to getting even. I thought to myself.

“Swim” she said to herself again, as she realized that the harder she tried, it made no difference.

“Float, swim shit, anything, what the hell is going on?” as she realized that she had a bigger problem. No air.

To be Continued…