No

Rosa tries to kick at the man’s swollen knee, but he sidesteps it.

“Not falling for that shit twice.” He says as he crashes into Rosa. She struggles but pressed back against the rack she has no leverage. The man grabs her wrist and forces it up over her head, securing it in the manacle over her head. He **** her left up and locked it as well. Rosa tried to kick at him, but he was able to dodge it again, and she found herself secured and splayed on the X.

The man took a step back and caught his breath. He was sweating heavily, and she could see the pain returning after the adrenaline started to fade.

Good, **** on it.

It was a small victory, but she had lost the war. He had her helpless now.

He stepped forward and ripped away her panties, her only protection.

“I was going to give these to you if you hadn’t pulled that bullshit, but not any more.”

“So what now? You a big man, gonna take my virginity with that little thing?” She looked down, and there wasn’t anything little about it, but Rosa needed to show him she wasn’t broken.

“Take it? I’m not taking anything.” He says. “You’re gonna give it away, and you’re going to beg.”

“Bullshit!” Rosa spits at him.

“We’ll see about that.” He opens up a medicine cabinet on the wall and roots through it for a second. He pulls out a small test tube with a stopper in the end and examines it for a second.

“The fuck is that?” Rosa says. The man doesn’t answer, he clamps his hand over her nose. Rosa is **** to open her mouth to breathe, and he uses the opportunity to pour the liquid into her mouth. He covers her mouth until he sees her swallowing deeply. The liquid has a very mild taste, almost sweet.

Then the man just … steps away.

“And now we wait.”

“Wait until judgment day, you fuck. I’m not begging.”

“Give that stuff a few minutes.” He held up the vial and laughed at Rosa’s scared eyes. “What, you think the producers leave this stuff to chance? This stuff is in all the water and food you guys can find on the island. Makes you nice and slick and ready for the guys. Usually they dilute it to draw the process out. But I’m feeling a little impatient since you fucked up my leg.”

“Fuck you!” Rosa screams as she tugs on her restraints.

“I might, we’ll see how you feel about it once the **** takes hold.”

He wandered out of the room a few minutes, and returned with a small bottle of a sports drink and a wrapped sandwich. He plopped down in one of the couches ‘off-camera’ and set back to eat and watch the show.

Rosa kept up her tough visage, but she couldn’t deny that things were starting to feel different. She was sweating, and it wasn’t from the room. She closed her eyes and tried to push these new feelings out, but they were far too strong. Her pussy dampened with … need. A **** need that cut right Rosa’s core. She subconsciously licked her lips and humped the air, her body silently craving.

“I’ve heard some of the girls never really shake it when they go home. Lots of our losers go into porn, escorting, the works. It’s some powerful stuff, to get you from protecting your pussy at all costs to selling it cheap.”

She fought back. She fought as hard as she could.