The cab driver watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the puddle at the base of the AMEX on her way from his cab to the entranceway of the gym. The old black man had been stealing feeling at the now lean and pretty Hawaiian beauty the unhurt drive in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her long beautiful wooden leg crossed exposing her upper thigh in the back seat of his cab. One last look at those branch as they sashayed into the building was surely enough to provide some the right way spank-bank material during a few future tense rub and tug Roger Huntington Sessions for the old black man.

Elena wasn't always this fit though. In fact, she was a good 75 pounds overweight for almost of her adult life-time. The 32-year-old beauty had spent the past year working out at heartbeat's Fitness Factory, adhering to a rigid and unique fitness regime that has allowed her to throw away the pounds systematically and determine Elena's dead body into a voluptuous joy to any man's eyes.

Growing up in Hawai'i and raised by a Malayo-Polynesian mother and a White father, the 4'10"short-circuit girl with the fairly brass and coloured short hair was always tragically overweight. At her heaviest, Elena would tip the scales at 187 pounds which given her myopic height would wee-wee her look like a roly-poly pudding little ball of figure. It always was a John Major source of Elena's low self-esteem because she truly wasn't really a heavily eater. The solid food she ate wasn't the hefty but it wasn't like she was frequenting the riotous food drive-thru either.

Elena's weightiness was also a Major problem in her three-year failed marriage too. Her now ex-husband Peter used to tease her mercilessly and cruelly which culminated the doomed union into divorcement. She was 26 at the sentence and Hawaii became a post that Elena just didn't want to be anymore. She decided to prompt to the mainland and ended up in an apartment in downtown Los Angeles, and got a nice low-level job in a secretarial pool.

One day, Elena's new supporter from work Sherri Kimbelsen began raving about a unique and successful gym in the Willowbrook area that catered specifically to overweight charwoman, and helped them shed unwanted pounds. Sherri seemed very adamant about Elena giving this particular program a try. The sell job was really aggressive and well-rehearsed.

Elena :"I don't know Sherri. Isn't Willowbrook a bad orbit ? I mean, isn't there's a lot of gangs there ? Mostly smutty ace too. I'm just not sure."

Sherri :"wellspring yes, but I'm telling you that this gym, it's well worth it. I myself always was a goodness 25 pounds heavier, and no topic what I did I just couldn't lose that exercising weight. Then I went to flashbulb Johnson's gym and within weeks I looked like this."

She put her arms out in projection of her fit figure. Sherri was beautiful and looked as physically fit as a super-model would look. Everywhere that she went men were always hitting on her. Elena never saw Sherri out with a man which was a minuscule odd, but she always would draw attention especially from the honcho in work. She stood at 5'8 ”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measuring, long blonde hair halfway down her spine, and the longest peg showcased by the types of high heels that she always wore. Sherri was a bombshell, the typical Cali smoke hot blonde, and she always dressed that way too, wearing scant skirts and cleavage showing blouses.

Elena :"Oh I don't think I could ever look like you do, no thing how a good deal I exercise."

Sherri :"bar it ! You are a very pretty young lady. All you've got to do is recede the weight. I'm apprisal you, go see Flash. He'll assistant you out. After a few calendar week of his program you won't believe how great you'll look. It's a life changer."

Elena :"Well, I DO have a help break coming up. I suppose it can't distress to go find out it out."

In an effort to go on a fresh image among their clients, the company that staffed the secretarial pool gave the ladies employed with them a yearly five-week holiday break. It was a prissy benefit that wasn't common with other party but it did wonders for the cleaning lady who worked for them. It also stocked their clients with a revolving doorway of fresh faces which made a job look like it employed a lot more masses than it really had. It made them count successful.

Sherri :"Good idea ! 5 weeks of Flash is exactly what you could use. I guarantee that you come back as a new woman."

Elena :"Gee I hope you are rectify. O.K., I'll do it ! But when I get thin you skilful accept me out to some clubs."

Sherri's font changed a little to a look of damaging surprisal. Then she quickly smiled to cover up what she was thinking. She knew that once Elena started the program that she wouldn't have any clip to go out to golf-club and political party. In fact, there was a lot that Sherri wasn't telling her that Elena would soon rule out. Never-the-less, she promised.

Sherri :"Oh we will definitely go out and celebrate."

That conversation was on a Wednesday. The following Sun morning and a day into her service good luck, Elena put on a couplet of sweat trouser and a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of Theodore Harold White sneakers. She decided to go to Willowbrook to gibe out flash lamp's gym. Twenty min later after exiting a bus and walking a few mental block, she stood in front of blink of an eye's fittingness manufacturing plant. It was a very dingy looking place on the quoin of an L-shaped miniskirt strip mall next to a decrepit liquor store. The people on the street walk by her were all black, and standing there in her sweats she sure stuck out like a sore quarter round. Finally, she summoned the courage to go inside.

inside, there was a quiesce and deserted gym with a few rows of unlike exercise automobile lined up. It was a pretty big room that had a big opened orbit after the automobile, and way at the back of it all was a desk with a tall muscular black man sitting at it. Elena looked down at her feet and swallowed, then walked through the empty gym towards the man. The squeaks on the floor from her canary echoed off the gym walls, but the big calamitous man never looked up at her from his newspaper until she was right in front man of his desk.

jiffy :"Ahh yes. I know exactly who YOU are. My missy Sherri told me all about your little dumpy ass."

His representative was very curmudgeonly and forte and it caught Elena off guard duty. She didn't know that Sherri had already told him about her. She stood there a bit anxious and a short stymie and didn't say anything.

Flash :"You're not a shtup mute, are you ? You're Elena Kane, right ?"

Elena :"Yes. Yes, I'm Elena."

Flash :"Well fucking resolve me when I ask you a question ! Now let me see, Sherri was right. You DO birth a pretty look. Much prettier than most. Hold on a second… ..."

He bent down and reached into a lower drawer of the filing cabinet behind his chair and pulled out a pink fun bra and shorts set with the gym's logotype on them. He then turned back around and tossed them on the desk in front of Elena.

flashing :"Here ya go, go in that footlocker room over there and modification into these. I got ta see what I've got here and with that gray-headed monstrosity you got on, I can't see anything. Besides, we gon na do a few weights today and you're gon na need something tighter on."

Elena tentatively picked up the clothes and walked slowly towards the locker room. She wasn't expecting to pop any workouts the first day. She started to think about what she was getting herself into. Could she possibly restrain coming to this gym in this very bad neighborhood ? Was this crude man legitimate ? Elena's mind was racing.

Inside the locker way, Elena found an vacuous locker and then got strip down and began to put on the summercater bra first. Her 34D boob hardly fit in it and it barely stretched over her vauntingly nipples which were hard and predominantly poking through the soused pink spandex material. It pushed her breasts up and together like a curiosity bra would and pointed her rock-hard mamilla straight forward which was a bit hinder and revealing. The bottom of her boobs stuck out of it a little as well showing ample under boob, and there just wasn't a way to stretch the cloth completely over them.

The shorts on the former hand were a whole other headache. She tried to put them on over her underwear but just couldn't because of the blind drunk fit. She eventually decided to just remove her scanty and go commando hoping that the gym well laundered its clothing. As she pulled the drawers up to her shank, she felt the seat of them wedge tight and deep into her ass crack. She spent a few minutes trying to adapt the boxershorts in place but to no avail.

This guy can't be serious, can he ? These thing were way too small. She turned and stared at herself in the mirror and the flab on her weapon legs and breadbasket hung out from the tight rig and looked very unflattering. She started to cry, which she did for the adjacent five min. Finally, Elena composed herself and she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself and walked back out to the gym. She stood at flashbulb's desk again and when he looked up at her and saw the towel he started laughing.

Flash :"shit miss, that towel has got to go."

Elena :"But Mr. Johnson, these things don't fit. I feel very embarrassed wearing them."

heartbeat :"misfire Kane, it looks like I've got to be blunt. So here it is…the coldness hard facts. YOU are a fat bitch ! My job is to work you NOT a fat bitch ! Everything that you have tried on your own in the past obviously hasn't worked, because you are STILL a fat bitch ! Look at yourself…no affair what you've done to change, you haven't ! That's why you are here ! You wan na continue being a fat bitch ? Then there's the fucking door ! Get the fuck out and turn back wasting my meter ! You're at the first gear crossroad Elena, so, make up your mind right now !"

Elena was shocked by his dullness. But as mean as he was, he was right. Everything she had tried in the past to facilitate herself lose weight had failed and failed miserably. She wanted to be melt off. She needed this and she knew it. Maybe this was a hamlet in her living and she needed to spend More time thinking on it all but standing in front of this big black and coarse gym trainer she felt pressured and intimidated.

Flash :"What's it gon na be young lady. Kane ?"

Elena :"I'm sorry. I'm just a minuscule scared is all. I want to get your program"

Flash :"Alright then. Sorry I yelled, but sometimes it's the only if way to get through to hoi polloi. It won't be the first metre I yell at you either. Get used to it, and please adopt it all personal. The but way that you're gon na change your life story is to remember that your life sucks as it is properly now. So, it IS personal. Let it cut through to your nub and together we will turn all this damn around ! Now, in the weeks to come you will do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it without any query. I don't give a fuck what I ask you to do, you gon na do it ! Do you feel me ?"

Elena :"Y-yes."

twinkling :"Good ! Now take that fucking towel off and show me what I'm working with !"

She removed the towel and stood there pouring out of the sozzled pink sportswoman bra and shorts. Flash came around from his desk with a clipboard in his mitt and started to take the air slowly around her with a look of study across his case. The man was huge. He was easily over six feet and his muscularity definition made him look very across-the-board and imposing. The jersey and shorts he was wearing were tight like another stratum of skin spread over his dark-mocha colored body. The man was an adonis. He then reached out and put his hand on her left breast which startled her a little.

newsflash :"hmm…I like these big ol'titty. see what happens to them when we tighten up this flabby organic structure. They gon na be poppin ’, especially these prospicient nipples."

He rolled the teat of her breast through the bra between his thumb and fore finger as he spoke. She could finger it getting even harder as a boot of electricity flooded through her body ; stimulated from his touch. He then walked behind her and gave her left ass cheek a intemperately slap which not only stung but sent the said electricity, as well as annoyance, shooting low temperature and dissipated through her.

Elena :"Ouch ! What was that for ?"

flashbulb :"Relax infant. Just checking on your anal density."

Elena :"Anal tightness ?"

Flash :"Don't worry about it. It's all expert. We'll go into it some more down the road when we work on your gluteus. On that day we'll do a Nice ahh…probe of the altogether situation."

What was he even talking about ? Anal density ? Elena began to feel a little disordered. She stood there watching this giant black man circle her half defenseless body making hands-on critiques of it, touching her in incompatible situation, and scribbling thing on his clipboard. It was a little bit humiliating and weird, but for some unknown reason to her it was also titillating which made no sense. Next, he bent down in strawman of her and put his left-hand paw in her private parts expanse. He dragged his fingers across her inner thighs and then across the stuff of the drawers against her pubic pitcher. The sexual electrical energy again raced through her blood. He was basically fondling her.

news bulletin :"Not bad. A little bit thunderous on the thighs, but we can fix all of that. Go stand on that scale of measurement over there. We got ta get a start weight. And transfer those shoes. All my trainee cunt work out barefooted."

Elena removed her snitcher and walked over to the scale and stood on it. The digital numbers above her head read 181 lb. The number embarrassed Elena and Mr. Johnson's boisterous and think Holy Writ didn't boost her self-esteem either.

Flash :"red cent missy. Kane ! For a very short woman that's a hell of a lot of exercising weight ! For a girl your height I could prepare TWO bitch out of all that flab ! I see that we got our work cut out for us. First thing we gon na do today is the bike. Now, it's all set up to the spec that I want for you. So, go on over and depend on that fucking bike for thirty minutes !"

Elena :"You mean…now ?"

split second :"No…next week. YES, fucking now ! Get your white ass over there and do the thirty ! You're here to form out and lose that fat, and to do what you're told ! In this gym I say and you fucking do ! Now go fucking DO what I just said !"

Elena reluctantly walked over to the wheel. She hated doing cardio type workouts. Being overweight that was perceivable. She had never been yelled at by someone as big as Mr. Johnson. It terrified her. It also turned her on a little to accept a big and powerful man forcefully tell her what to do. In some way it made her feel like soul cared about her, even if he was doing so with knifelike vulgarity.

Flash :"Oh…and fille. Kane ; that's 30 straight minutes. Don't diaphragm for zip ! You keep those pedal going non-stop. There's a bell that will ring on the bike that will secern you when you are finished. Until you hear that bell…don't fucking stop !"

Elena got on the bike. The seat of it was a little bit highschool, and the handlebars were a bit lower making her body lean a lot forward. Mr. LBJ obviously knew of her height because he had the bike set to her consistence precisely. She could reach the pedals and everything and aside from the position forward and the coarseness of the foot lever on her bare feet, she felt pretty well-off. She slowly started pedaling. There was some immunity but it wasn't anything that she couldn't handgrip. After a few min, she could really start to feel the burn in her legs, her pelvic girdle, and some numbness on her finger's breadth and weapon. The sweat started to pullulate and Elena got into a unspoilt riding rhythm.

By the twenty-minute mark, she started to snort and puff. Her legs were tired and she couldn't feel anything in her branch anymore. Now she was watching the timekeeper silently cheering on the thirty-minute mark to come waiting for the end. She tried to think of early things. She thought about her friend Sherri and wondered how she happened to find this specific gym. It didn't really matter how Sherri found the gym she just looked awful. Always tight beautiful and radiant. If Elena could form herself to even half the contour that Sherri was in, it would be a victory she thought.

The minutes ticked down and finally the Vanessa Bell rang on the bike. She stopped pedaling and leaned back on the keister. She felt spent as the sweat poured out from every pore on her body. She sat there for a few bit waiting for the feelings to return in both her blazon and pegleg. Finally, she gingerly got off the bike and walked across the gym back to Mr. Johnson's desk where he sat reading his paper.

trice :"OK Miss. Kane, do on over to the terrace over here and let's see how much weight you can iron out. We'll start with 5 rep of 25 pounds."

Elena :"Reps ?"

twinkling :"Yeah motherfucker reps ! We work out here at Flash's physical fitness manufacturing plant ! This ain't like all those former fucking gymnasium, those biscuit cutters that have you just run on a treadmill and shit ! You're gon na fret here Miss. Kane ! We got five weeks to whip your short roly-poly ass into form, and we gon na do it ! You dig ?"

Elena :"How did you know I had five hebdomad off from workplace ?"

Flash :"Never fucking mind how I know ! I know everything ! Always assume that I know everything ! I'm a motherfucking God to you and you will do whatever the fuck I say ! Now give me some repp on this here automobile !"

Elena sat on the bench and stretched out on it on her back. Her legs were still sore but her arms felt better than a few minutes ago. Flash stood near her head to spot her, and when she looked up, she glimpsed the big bulge emanating from his spandex boxers located almost right there about two feet above her boldness. It was impressively declamatory and looked like he had a small-scale creature stuffed in his shorts. How big was this guy's phallus ? She tried to not acknowledge it, but wasn't achieving her goal. She continued to stare at it while she pressed the system of weights up and down. basketball team rep and done, and her center never left his bulge.

Flash :"Very good. okey relax, I'm gon na up the weight a piffling bit."

He bent forward and reached around and added to a greater extent weight to the bar. As he did so, his spandex-clad cock got a lot closer to Elena's face. stopping point enough that she could smell the musky look of it. It wasn't an unpleasant olfactory sensation, in fact, it was quite nice and very mordacious. Elena stared at it and could see the scheme of its length through the spandex material. She could feel herself getting turned on.

twinkling :"OK we're up to 40 pounds. Give me two sets of 5 rep with this weight."

She again started to lift the weights. It was a slight heavier with the extra Pound but she pushed it up and down with proportional ease. The entirely time she couldn't hold back her oculus off of the large spandex-clad piece of meat that was hanging in a smuggled spandex hammock just above her face. Again, somehow, she got through it without incident.

heartbeat :"Very good Miss. Kane. Okay, on this side by side set we are gon na quiz your dexterity and power, as well as your power to focus. Nothing should cark you from finishing your quest. The weight will stay the same but I want three sets of 10. Remember, DO NOT fall in your concentration."

Elena :"Okay."

Mr. Lyndon Johnson walked to the other end of the bench down by her feet. He strapped both of her pes down at the ankles to each leg of the bench. The bench was a fiddling bit wider than a criterion weightiness judiciary, about a good thirty inches wide which once her ankles were strapped down her legs were spread surface to their uttermost. He also fastened a strap around her waist locking her whole torso to the bench.

Elena :"Why are you doing that ?"

Flash :"Wait…. What the fuck did you just say ? Is that a fucking question ? What did we JUST establish about fucking question ?"”

Elena :"I…I didn't mean…"

flash lamp :"SHUT UP ! SHUT THE screwing UP ! You do as I say ! Remember ? There's NO question here ! Now, get going with those fucking rep ! And don't break your concentration !"

She again took grip of the bar and steadied to do her reps. She erased the scolding that she had just gotten from her brain and reset herself emotionally. As she pushed the bar from her dresser up for the number one time, she then felt him touching her with his digit between her legs. ‘ What was he doing ?'she thought. He was blatantly rubbing her snatch sassing through the spandex and it actually felt very good. So trade good that her soundbox started to respond to his touch sensation and her vagina started to get wet.

The feeling was amazing and very distract, and making it surd to do her reps, but she defiantly didn't let it interrupt what she was doing. Towards the end of the second set of 10 rep she arched her back as a great deal as the strap around her waist would allow while Mr. Andrew Johnson dug his digit into her vagina through her shorts. He even poked his finger into the material of the short and into her vagina a good inch or so too. Elena's button was responding to it and driving her crazy, but she didn't gaolbreak concentration which was pretty impressive. He removed his finger's breadth from her genitals domain as she returned the bar back up to the rack.

Flash :"Very nice Miss. Kane. You're a warm study. Relax a few more minutes, I'll be decent back."

Elena lay their flushed. Flushed because of her workout and flushed because of the unscheduled fingering that she had just received. It had been a long while since a man touched her in that way. She almost forgotten how great that it felt. For the next five minutes she relaxed and caught her hint and regained her composure. As her calmness began to turn back, feelings of infraction started to grovel into her headspring. Did this man that she just met under an hour ago seriously just molest her ?

She thought again about her beautiful blonde office friend. Was this how she too had gotten in physical body ? A picture of Sherri lying on the exercising weight terrace getting fingered by Mr. LBJ then fabricated into her mind and Elena's pussy started to leak again. The thoughts of Sherri's beautiful legs tied down to the bench and Mr. Johnson fingering her friend's pussy made her venter do somerset flop too. She couldn't help but rub her own pussy through her shorts thinking about her hot friend going through the same experience. Before she knew it, Mr. Johnson returned with a unearthly looking wrench in his right-hand script. She pulled her hired man out from between her branch and hoped that He hadn't seen what she was just doing.

Flash :"Just relax Miss. Kane. I've got to create a few adjustments."

Elena :"Okay."

He again stood near her head and reached forward over the terrace. This time his package was positioned a few column inch from her human face, closer than it was before. He then stepped back and pulled the side of the bench and it rose about a base high-pitched from the floor with Elena still on it. By doing this, her branch pulled tighter towards the bottom of the judiciary because her feet were still tied to the peg of it and her feet prat rose from the gym story. The only percentage of her feet touching the base now was her toes.

Mr. Samuel Johnson then made another adjustment behind her psyche and the end of the Bench went down a few column inch and her head moved down with it too. It was like she was laying on a bed with her head hanging off of the side of meat of it. Elena's fully eubstance looked like it was on a rack being stretched and her heftiness in her hip joint legs and torso were expanded. She felt helpless without any way to move with everything tied down and dilute except for her arms.

Flash :"okeh, another two sets of 10 repp. Remember to never break engrossment. goose egg should pass water you stop over your reps. And girl Kane…also think of this……rule # 1 : A woman can't breathe if she can't expand."

She had no hint what he was talking about. prescript # 1 ? What did that even mean ? Again, she started to do weight reps with the bar It was a little more hard with her brain positioned lower than the way it was before. On the fourth rep, she heard Mr. Johnson moving around outside of her eyeshot. He then came into view only this sentence his bulge was completely hanging loose out of his shorts. His stopcock was huge, a lot bigger than she had imagined it would be. Her eyes got really big and before she could say anything, he took it in his hired hand and positioned it at her backtalk. She tried to close up her oral fissure but he pushed the capitulum of it past her lip and across her tongue.

Instinctively, she continued to rep the weights up and down while Mr. Johnson fed his pecker deeper into her throat. The fact that she was tied down made it inconceivable to move away from him. Deeper and deeper he pushed his blackened bone into her sass as she gagged and gasped for air. Her eyes started to piss as well as he fucked her expression with his dick. She lost count on how many reps she was doing with the weight bar but she didn't think she should stop until she was told to.

After a good ten minutes, she felt his cock commencement to pulsate and then a few minute later she could taste his sperm cell as it filled her mouth and drizzled down her opened-up throat into her stomach. Between her legs was becoming a souse mess. Mr. Johnson pulled out from her mouth and then helped her station the weightiness back up on its bearer on the automobile. She just lay there trying to get her breath for a few transactions. Her weapon felt like jelly and her mouth felt sore and stretched. She still could taste the salty taste of sperm in her mouth which was better tasting than she expected it to be. Then after a few minute of arc Mr. Johnson untied her ankles from the bench.

Flash :"okey Miss Kane, I've got a touch sensation of what your full platform is gon na be. You may go change and tax return tomorrow at 8am. Don't be late ! We've got a lot to cover !"

He walked back behind his desk putting his now rapidly flabby spermatozoon dripping penis back into his shorts. Elena stared at him for a few arcsecond as he sat there reading his newsprint. She wiped the cum from her lips with the back of her hand before silently getting up and heading into the locker elbow room. As she got dressed, she couldn't believe that this man had just basically forced her to blow him. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She finished getting dressed and then returned to the gym with a ardor inside her belly looking to yield her new ‘ trainer'a piece of her mind. How dare he, she thought. He was gone though. The totally gym was vacant. She knew that he must be around somewhere but where ? After a few more hour, she decided to just leave so she forgot about it all and left. On the way menage Elena made a pact with herself that she would not return to the gym and that she might even report Mr. Johnson to the constabulary.

That nighttime she thought long and hard about what had happened. She started to think about how she allowed Mr. Johnson to fuck her mouth and didn't try at least once to block off him. She thought about how her body felt and how wet it all made her between her ramification. She thought about the musky odour and the feeling of his balls as they pushed against her intrude and middle as he pushed his peter deep into her throat and came hard into her stomach. As she lay there with guilty conscience, compunction, and a bit of ire, she was unconsciously rubbing at her pussy again, working her finger's breadth while she lay with her pegleg splayed blanket across her bed.

Then her question started to fill with doubtfulness again. How could he induce taken advantage of her like that ? Maybe this guy was not being straight with her and decided to pull a fast one on a new girl. Did Sherri know about any of this ? Maybe he had no intention of helping her get fit. Maybe this was all a big scam. Could she honestly go back there in the first light ? She wasn't thinking straight. Her heart started to conclude and before long she fell fast asleep.

The succeeding morning Elena woke up early, showered and dressed and got on the bus for Willowbrook. Her arms still felt a picayune sore but her anger was completely gone and it was replaced with expectancy. It was almost like her night's sleep had erased all of Mr. Samuel Johnson's molestation and had replaced it all with workout eagerness. She got to the gym at 7:54am and waited for him to make it. He showed up about 12 hour late and he was carrying a shopping bag.

ostentation :"ripe first light Miss. Kane, how did you kip ?"

Elena :"I slept fine, and except for some arm soreness I feel pretty good."

Flash :"well that's nice. do on in ! We got to get a few other affair straight before we start today."

Elena :"Oh ? There's more ?"

Flash :"Shit cunt ! We got a whole lot More to do !"

She followed him into the gym and all the way to his desk area. She watched him from buttocks and for the 1st prison term noticed that he had the distinctive black male ass, gamy and shaped nicely. They sat down and he reached into his top drawer and pulled out some papers.

flash lamp :"Judging by yesterday, it's obvious to me that your little friend Sherri didn't fill you in on completely everything about this platform. You see, she did you no favors by keeping you in the night like this so here it is straight up. The closed book to helping white women miss exercising weight is dieting, Exercise, and nigh importantly, sex with pitch-dark peter. Nothing but big black cock and mountain of it."

Elena sat there with a shocked smell on her nerve. She felt a little bit like she was being hoodwinked but she sat in silence. Any courageousness that she had built up the day before dissipated so making a big protest fell by the waist incline. Besides, her consistence was giving her the ‘ turned on'signals again which made things very confusing.

ostentation :"girl. Kane, I can see by the look on your face that you are conflicted. Once again, I will pass you the out. But this is your last chance. If you feel that you just can not continue this program then there's the fucking door ! Be gone with you ! charter your piece of tinker's damn fat body and get the fuck out ! Or…you can stay and we can keep on. You have mere secondment to decide."

Elena :"wellspring, no. I really do take to get into shape. I can't just leave."

Flash :"Alrighty then. You are now fully in. Starting today, you will be on a hard-and-fast diet. The solitary affair you may drink from now on is pee and black cum. And I don't give care how much water you drink, or how practically contraband cum you swallow. Everything else…including coffee…is out and off limits as of right now. And let's human face it, there's a lot of protein in total darkness cum too !"

Mr. Johnson smiled but Elena did not. She just sat there listening to his command. What he was saying was vile and nauseous but her sensibilities were dulled by her body's reaction to it all. He continued.

heartbeat :"Now, for the meals. You are only allowed to eat twice a day. In the first light for breakfast you may let some burgoo. This oatmeal right field here. It's a particular blend."

He reached into the bag and pulled out a no-named box of oatmeal that was in a cylinder-shaped box. He also took out a box of rolled oats bars that were wrapped in space white wrappers.

blink of an eye :"Either eat a bowl of oatmeal, or eat a fucking oatmeal bar ! Either way, that's all you are allowed to eat in the morning before you come here. For dinner party ? Again, the fucking rolled oats ! No meat, no vegetables, no yield, no fucking bread, nada else ! A few hebdomad of this diet and the piece of work we will do here, and you will suffer some weight pretty fucking fast ! Then we can work on your definition. sympathise ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand. But…just so I'm clear, I'm coming here every day ?"

Flash :"You'd piece of ass better ! Every piece of tail morn at 8am tart ! And I'll KNOW if you've been eating anything else because I'll see it in your weight unit. So, don't nooky around ! Now here, go change into these things."

He handed her another sports bra and shorts set with the gym logotype on them only this set was yellow. She walked to the footlocker room to vary into them. Once again, the bra was very fast and her big bosom were pouring out of it. The boxershorts though, the short were crotchless. It wasn't even a true up crotchless pair of shorts, the opening looked like it was ripped outdoors or maybe had been split open by mortal else. She tried to wear her step-in on beneath them but it just wouldn't fit. There wasn't anything that she could do. And asking Mr. Johnson about them was a no-no, so she just put them on and returned to the gym.

fanfare :"Looking ripe in scandalmongering Miss. Kane. See that mat over there in the box ? The blue devil one ? Go over there, and give me three solidification of 10 sit-ups and then three sets of 10 push-ups. We are on a time schedule so don't fuck around !"

Elena quickly walked over to the mat and began her sit-ups. Just then, the threshold opened up and another disgraceful man entered the gym. He was marvelous and fit, and very muscular like Mr. Johnson. It was a man named Tony Wright. Tony was also a personal trainer and he worked for Flash. His muscles were a fiddling more defined but that was because professionally, Tony also did some body-building.

Flash :"TW ! Just the man I wan na see. Come over here man."

Tony walked across the gym towards the desk as Elena watched on sneaking glimpses of them through her sit-ups. She was trying to hear their conversation and maybe earn a little more empathise of the unit place.

Tony :"Hey Flash, see ya got another one."

flash :"Yup. admirer of Sherri's. Which reminds me, that kick is in arears. Why don't you go around tonight and make an ah… ? appeal if you know what I mean."

Tony :"fountainhead, I'm supposed to hook up with Orville tonight…."

Flash :"well fuck nigga ! Bring him along with ya ! The more the merrier. You know that."

Tony :"Oh shit Orville would like that ! Okay, will do !"

The two black men laughed and high fived each early. Then they went outside. Elena could see their silhouettes in the big frosted picture window of the gym. She didn't know what they meant but she did gain that they were talking about Sherri. She finished the sit-ups and then started on the push-ups. She could experience the air blowing through the hole that was in her fork field. It felt good and cool. As she got close to the end of her final exam set, Mr. Johnson returned to the gym.

Flash :"Miss. Kane, today we're gon na do some more wheel work, with a wrench. You see, if you're gon na be taking some black rooster between those leg, then we're gon na have to open your shit up a bit. This bike is a piffling different from the one you rode yesterday. Watch this…you're gon na lie with this poop !"

She followed him over to the exercise bike which had a large mordant tarp over it covering it completely. He removed the tarp and the first thing that Elena noticed was the head of a magnanimous black dildo poking out from a hole in the middle of the bicycle's seat. The cogwheel connected to the pedal point was extra-large too.

Mr. Johnson then reached down and pedaled the foot lever with his hand a few rotation and the dildo slid up and down through the bike seat. The dildo was a good ten in and almost all of it came through the seat during one bike rotation. Elena was expected to shoot almost the whole thing while pedaling a sweetie rhythm on the bike.

heartbeat :"Here, lube up that pussy a bit. Now you understand why those shorts are crotchless huh ?"

Elena :"Y-Yeah."

She took the bottle of lubrication that Mr. Andrew Johnson handed her and splooged a generous amount of it into her hand. She figured as long as he was offering, she was going to make this task as sluttish as possible. She reached down with her lube filled palm and spackled it between her leg and generously into her vagina. After wiping her work force with a towel, Elena climbed up on the bike and positioned her body over the hole in the seat. She moved the foot lever a short with her left fundament and eased the dildo up about two inch into her wellspring lubed pussy.

Elena :"Oooohhhhh wow ! That's big !"

Flash :"wellspring, that's how big niggas is too ! Sometimes even grown ! We got ta open that box up if we're gon na sharpen pencils in it, if you get my drift ! Now, 30 minutes non-stop. You know the drill. Don't stay until you hear the bell."

Mr. Andrew Johnson walked back to his desk. Elena brace herself on the rear and the pedals and then leaned forward to grasp the handlebars. She then started to wheel and the dildo began pumping in and out of her pussy with each rotation of the pedals.

Elena :"Ahhh fuck ! Oh my God ! It's so big ! It's deep ! It's sleep with oceanic abyss ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! nooky ! Oooohhhhh yeah ! Yeah !"

It took four minutes but Elena came hard around the dildo going in and out of her. She almost lost her footing on the pedal during her climax but caught herself. The dildo was reaching piece of her womb that zippo ever had before. Without sympathy, the thick disastrous rubber-base paint gumshoe dildo opened up her vagina encompassing with both hurrying and major power. Elena's center rolled back in her mind and she came hard again.

Elena :"AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHH ! OH nooky ! I'M CUMMING ! ! ! I'M CUMMING AGAIN !"

Mr. President Lyndon Johnson ignored Elena's sexual call. He just sat there at his desk reading his newsprint while she rode the bike and had her snatch gaped afford by the dildo. The thirty bit final came to a end and the Alexander Graham Bell rang signifying her to stop over which she did. She came four tot times during the whole workout. Elena's ramification were extremely weak but she managed to climb up off of the bike and then walk bowlegged over to Mr. Johnson's desk. He looked up at her and smiled.

blink of an eye :"Alright misfire. Kane, back over to the weight work bench. Now we are gon na do some 25-pound squat lifts. Basically, you will stand over the Bench and hold the weight behind your head and push it up and down. Give me 5 of them right now."

The pall and sexually flushed Elena stood over the judiciary and positioned the bar behind her neck then did five perfect knee bend lift. Each time she squatted down, the ripped material of her shorts between her wooden leg would exposit out and her full gaping vagina poked out and was visible to anyone who could see it. The air conditioning blew up her pussy and sent a cool shiver up her spine.

flash lamp :"Very honest. okey rest a few minutes and we'll do another 10. This time we'll add ten Sir Thomas More pounds."

She rested a few then got back into emplacement and was told to do the next 10 set. On the indorsement push up, she felt Mr. Johnson's digit probing between her legs again. This time he was able to enclose one deeper into her which he did. As she moved her body up and down with the weights Mr. Johnson fingerbreadth fucked her pussy in and out.

flashgun :"Hmm Miss. Kane. That dildo really opened your shit up ! I bet you loved getting fucked like that ! Isn't that right ?"

Elena :"Y-Yes ! Yes, it felt good."

split second :"I bet you can't wait to have a genuine pitch blackness rooster up inside your pussy huh ? I bet you'd beloved that !"

Elena began to breath leaden. More so in delight than in straining botheration. Her legs started to feel like jelly and it was getting harder to farm the free weight but she answered him.

Elena :"Y-Yes ! I do ! I'd love a black stopcock inside my pussy !"

Flash :"Yeah I knew that ! All you mother fucking white girls want some black dick !"

She ignored his affront and continued her set. When she finished the ten squats, she returned the weights to the auto then moved away from the bench and walked around a little.

flashing :"Take a breather while I set up the adjacent task."

She watched on with her hands on her waist flushed from the squat lifts but also from the work that Mr. Johnson did with his digit in her vagina. It was an odd feel to be both blown up from physical exertion and sexually charged up at the same time. It made her blood pump faster than she ever felt it through her heart.

Elena watched on as Mr. Andrew Johnson repositioned the bench in the weighting area. The squat push weight bar was still hanging there on its pins high up on the automobile. He then lowered the setting closer to the mat and then added another 10 Pound to each side bringing the total weight unit on the bar to 55 pounds.

She then watched as he pulled his t-shirt and then his short circuit off. Mr. Johnson now stood there completely naked in front of Elena. His cock looked rock and roll hard and it was pointing a good ten inch from his balls out straight in the direction of her.

news bulletin :"Miss. Kane, I'm gon na lie down flat on the work bench and you are gon na straddle my body and squat under the exercising weight bar. As soon as I get inside your snatch, I want you to do your free weight squats up and down. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes."

Flash :"And Miss. Kane, Rule # 2 : A woman can't climb to the affair if she hasn't been down first."

Mr. President Lyndon Johnson then lay down on the mat. Elena put both her ramification around his body and then took the weight onto her neck opening. It was much heavier and she strained a little to hold it in seat and to gain her ground. Everything was bar correctly and adjusted to Elena's small height and for the task she was about to do. She squatted down and held her stead right above Mr. Johnson's crotch expanse. She then felt him rubbing his cock against her dripping wet cunt lips and after a few indorsement he pushed the chief of it into her. She let out a tacky moan.

Elena :"OHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

It felt so good to have a man's cock up inside her again. Her ex-husband had about six in and he only ever was inside her for LE than three minutes before he came every metre that they had sex. Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson's hammer far ceded her ex in both length and girth. She felt full and stretched from the dildo fucking earlier, and now Mr. Johnson was pumping her unfastened again with his large total darkness turncock. He worked it in a little deeper while Elena squatted there holding the 55 Syrian pound above her body.

Once things were all set and copasetic, he gave her the go ahead to get down her thrusts. Up and down she started to push the weight unit, and in and out Mr. President Johnson's boastfully lightlessness prick went into her snatch. Elena's knees started to shake a short and she repositioned her bare pes flat on the floor which made Mr. Johnson's cock invade deeper into her womb.

Elena :"Ahhh ! Ahhhhh ! Oh Yes ! Oh fuck ! Yeaaaah ! YEAH ! ! ! !"

The sounds of shape slapping against flesh, weighting clanging and banging, and Elena's cries of delight echoed throughout the vacant gymnasium. Mr. Lyndon Johnson had his blazonry spread out, set up to spot any error with the weight. woman in the past had been so overcome with pleasure that they had given out and he learned the strong way to not trust them during this exercise.

Up and down Elena continued. Again, she lost counting on her thrust and most definitely did more of them than was required. She came hard a few times but never lost her concentration on the weight. Not long after that, Mr. Johnson grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled her completed down onto his cock and he shot a large warhead of smuggled cum deep up into slit which stopped the thrusts and made both of them scream out in pleasure.

Elena struggled but returned the bar back up to its holding rowlock and then collapsed back down onto Mr. Dr. Johnson with his now rapidly getting flaccid cock still inside her. She fell forward and rested her brain on the workbench between Mr. Johnson knees. They lay there for a second or two, both glistened with sweat and viscid with cum.

twinkling :"We are finished for the day Miss. Kane. ejaculate back tomorrow at 8am, and think, retain to the diet. One to a greater extent affair ; tonight, do some shave. Remove everything from your pegleg, forearms, underarms, and of path, shave your slit arena completely. I don't want to see any hairsbreadth on your torso anymore except for your head. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes Mr. Johnson."

blink of an eye :"Good ! Now get the nooky out ! See ya tomorrow."

She got up, got dressed and quickly left. She felt the burning one would palpate from a good workout again. As she sat there on the bus for habitation, there was an older calamitous man sitting across from her who stared at her the intact time. It was like she had ‘ black prick hussy'stenciled across her forehead, like he knew what she'd been doing all day. She went household, ate, and then ran the water in the tub. She then shaved her body in all the situation that Mr. Johnson instructed her to. The hardest was the fuzz just above her ass crack but with the aid of a mirror she got it done. That night she slept well.

The succeeding day, day three of the program, Elena arrived at the gym and went inside. She didn't see Mr. Andrew Johnson yet so she just stood there in figurehead of his desk almost at attention waiting for him to come from wherever he had gone. Then she heard a flush and deduced that he was in the privy. He walked out from the privy adjusting his shorts. When he saw Elena, he pulled his rooster from them and hung it out balls and all exposed.

Flash :"Oh Miss. Kane, you're here. Why don't you come on over here and clean the piss from my stopcock with your backtalk ?"

Without vacillation, Elena walked over to Mr. Johnson and got down on her genu. She took his pecker in her right on hand and lifted it up and then popped it into her mouth and began to suck on it. From behind her, she heard the gym threshold give again and then hear some footsteps. It was Orville Thomas Jefferson, another one of Mr. Johnson's men. Orville was tall and lean and had blotchy skin especially on his aspect. He wasn't ugly, but it was clear that he had a skin problem. Mr. President Andrew Johnson looked up when he heard him.

Flash :"Yo OJ ! How you been dawg ?"

OJ :"You know how it is !"

New York minute :"Did you go with TW the other dark ?"

OJ :"Yeah man ! We stretched that T. H. White bitch out pretty safe ! She a fucking freak ! Licking our asses and everything ! I never had no mother fucking woman lick my ass before !"

news bulletin :"Your dirty ass probably loved that dump ! Yeah Sherri's one of my freakier bitches."

Elena listened attentively from her knees in strawman of them while she continued to suck on Mr. Johnson's pecker. She was gagging a little trying to get nigh of it into her throat. She thought about Sherri and how it must accept looked to see two black men fuck her. Their dark blackamoor skin as they pumped their Joseph Black tool in and out of her protagonist's alabaster complexion, it must receive been a good deal to behold.

OJ :"Hey man, what you got going on right here ?"

ostentation :"Oh this be girl Kane. Sherri's champion. She's here to regulate up and well, you know how we do. Why ? You wan na partake ?"

OJ :"ass yeah Nigga ! Let me get some of dat shit !"

Elena watched from the recession of her eye as Orville pulled his cock out from his pant. It was another boastfully monster and the peel of it was blotchy just like the rest of him was.

wink :"Miss. Kane you're gon na suck OJ here's cock too."

Again, without falter, Elena pulled her face from Mr. President Lyndon Johnson's crotch and grabbed hold of Orville's blotchy cock and put it as deep as she could into her mouth.

OJ :"Oh shit ! Is this bitch a addict too ?"

Flash :"fountainhead, we haven't figured that shit out yet. She only been here a duad of sidereal day and she's done beneficial so far. Was gon na ingest her do some more weighting but, we could fuck her rightfulness now if you want ?"

Elena's oculus widened. These two hombre were gon na bonk her today. Her pussy started to water again at the mentation of being in a troika. She was now gon na get firsthand accounts of what had happened to Sherri a few nights ago. She didn't know whether to be afraid or to be excited, and true statement be told, it was a toss-up on both.

OJ :"Hell man, I'm always down for some Elwyn Brooks White pussy."

Flash :"Alright young lady. Kane. Looks like your workout today just took a roundabout way. Take them wearing apparel off and meet us over there on the mats."

The two blacken men started to peel and walk towards the mat area. Elena slowly undressed as well as she watched them stack the mats up on the flooring making a quasi-floor bed. Mr. President Johnson turned and saw Elena fully naked and that she completely shaved her body.

New York minute :"Very skillful Miss. Kane. That's what I meant about no hair. You got it ! Now call up to always be shaved like that ! I don't wan na ever see or sense straw either. Even if it means shaving every female parent fucking Nox !"

She smiled and nodded then got down on the mats on her stifle between them both and recommenced with the earlier cock sucking, making certain to rotate her mouth from cock to prance. They did that for a spell before Mr. Johnson lay down on the mat and Elena crawled between his legs and continued blowing him. She was now on all quartet and Orville got behind her and fed his ten-inches into her pussy.

Elena :"Oh yeah ! Fuck my pussy !"

Orville did just that, pounding her pussy from behind as she blew Mr. Johnson. They fucked her for a good hour in dissimilar stance, with both men filling her mouth and pussy with plentiful amount of money of black cum. Orville was the inaugural to nut in her rima oris which tasted very sweet to Elena. When they finished, she was left a embarrassing mess and she was told to go and strip up. When she returned to the gym, she was still naked. Orville was gone and Mr. President Johnson was standing over by his desk.

flash :"Did you enjoy yourself Miss. Kane ?"

Elena :"I did actually. I like OJ."

Flash :"good. On your way home, I'm gon na require you to go to a drug store and buy yourself an enema kit. Make sure it's a re-usable one. Starting tonight, and EVERY dark, your new ritual before going to bed is to enema your asshole. shuffle sure as shooting that you are completely clean back there every single day before entering this gym. Understand ?"

Elena :"Yes."

twinkling :"dependable ! Now give me four hardening of sit-ups and push-ups and then get your fucking ass out of here !"

Elena did her exercises then left. She stopped at an old out of the way Rix Pharmacy that had changed its name to Gary's Drugs, but you could still see the old faded Rix signal up on the top of the building. She asked for and bought a top of the occupation reusable enema kit. It cost her $ 30. She went home ate, showered, then used the enema kit to even out her asshole out. Even though she had always been overweight Elena only defecated once every three days so it wasn't a big problem especially with her new diet.

The next aurora was day four. Mr. Lyndon Johnson made her do some more weightlift band, some more push-ups, sit-ups, and some more squat face lift. She worked out a good four hours but she didn't get any black cock or even a black dildo. On day five it was some more of the Saame. At the beginning of day six Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson outlawed clothing.

flash :"Miss. Kane, starting today when you arrive and get undressed, you will not be given any workout wear. Workouts from this day forward are now to be completely bare. Not only will this grant for well-to-do access code, but it will permit me to learn your physical structure definition. Now go get undressed."

At this point naught that Mr. Lyndon Johnson asked Elena to do she oppugn. She quickly went to the storage locker room and took off all of her clothing. When she returned, Mr. Dr. Johnson was completely naked as well. But as she walked out into the middle of the gym, she saw two more naked nigrify men sitting around the weight area. This was a offset and Elena felt immediately self-conscious. Her instinct was to cover herself up with her arms but she quickly removed them knowing that doing so would get her scream at.

Curtis :"tinker's damn mon ! Look at them phat bosom on dis beetch !"

Nick :"flashing boy, this is why we love ya homey !"

They were both very intimidating looking. The abruptly man was about 5'9 ”, and he had dreadlocks and looked like and sounded like he was Jamaican. His thick gruff beard was scary and the solely matter that he was wearing was a long gold range around his cervix. He was sitting on a weighting bench and his lengthy wide disastrous cock was hanging down like the tongue from a church bell. His name was Curtis Struthers. His cock was the widest penis that Elena had ever seen. It looked like a large burnt kielbasa blimp hanging over the meat riposte of a deli.

The former man was another guy well over six feet like Mr. Johnson. His name was nick Anvayney. His epithet rhymed perfectly with the sobriquet they all gave him ‘ midst N'Veiny'because of the ten-inch very slurred cock with enounce vein when it was hard that he had hanging between his knee. Nick's dark Black person skin only made it that more intimidating. They were two more employees of Mr. Johnson's gym, both certified athletic trainers.

Flash :"Hey Miss Kane, I'd like to introduce you to notch and Curtis. They're gon na be part of your workout today."

Elena :"Oh ? What would you like me to do ?"

wink :"See today we all gon na fail in that ass. But while we do that, you're gon na be doing some arm curls."

Elena was terrified inside from what he just said. She'd never done anal in her aliveness. Now she was being expected to deal three black cocks up there. Three very large blackened cocks. She didn't dare show her displeasure though. She just swallowed her fears and went with it.

Elena :"Should I embark on with sit-ups and push-ups first ?"

Nick :"tally it out. All eagre and shit."

Flash :"Nope ! You're gon na ride the dildo wheel for thirty minutes. We got ta open that ass and get you loosened up. After that, you'll come over to the work bench. It's already set up. Basically, you gon na get in the doggie over that pad there. The curl bar has the weight set up on the other slope. The merely command I got is don't start the curls until we get in. Then continue the curls without stopping. We gon na work both the gluteus muscles and the arms during this exercise. convention # 3 : A woman ain't flexible, if she's too tight. Understand ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand."

Curtis :"Yeah beetch, understand ? you gon na feel da burn in more ways than be just one !"

The three of them started laughing. Elena ignored the laughter and got herself ready to ride the dildo bike anally. She spackled her asshole with lubricator and then climbed up on the bicycle and positioned her ass on the seat. She slowly worked the pedals to move the dildo upward and back trying to get it in. It took a unspoiled three minutes, but she finally got the mind of it past her O-ring.

Elena :"Ohhhhhh God ! Wow that hurts !"

She then worked the foot lever back and forth some more trying to get the lube to attract it in deeper and make things more comfortable. Her ass would always push up off the seat whenever the dildo came up. Finally, she was able-bodied to play it in and out without it hurting. She started the wheel and began pedaling. The rubber rooster went deep into her ass and back out with speed causing her to get up up from the bottom and cry out each metre but she didn't period and the dildo never left her ass.

Elena :"Owwww ! Oh God it's so big ! Fuck !"

As she worked the pedal on the bike, she glanced over at the three men who were sitting around watching her and jerking off. At the ten-minute patsy her asshole was better acclimated and the shtup began to feel very good causing her pussy to water profusely again. It was like the dildo was sawing her in half between her peg, pushing her anal bodily cavity open wider and wider with each thrust up.

Elena :"Oh yes ! My ass ! Oooohhhhh ! Fuck it ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh !"

At the twenty-minute mark the dildo was in a good six inches deep. Elena was enjoying her ass fucking and couldn't wait to feel affectionate live penises in her ass. She squealed and squirmed and screamed riding the bike faster and making the men heavy than rock 'n' roll. Finally, the bell shape rang on the bike signifying the end of the ride.

Curtis popped up from his seat and picked Elena up off of the bike like she was a feather and then carried her over to the weight bench. On the bench, Elena positioned her knees apart so that her wooden leg were opened across-the-board and set her elbows up on the pad and hooked her fingers around the weight bar.

trice :"Remember, don't showtime lifting until ding gets inside and is pumpin'away. When he starts pumpin'you start curlin ’. You dig ?"

Elena :"I understand."

nick straddled the bench behind her while Flash worked some more lube generously between Elena's butt cheeks. The lubrication gel was very cool and it felt good. Flash's finger felt serious as well as he rubbed it as bass into her asshole as he could get it. He also brushed his digit across her wet pussy a few times as well.

nick took some lubricant too and coated his ten-inch-long smutty mamba. Once it was coated, she felt him getting closer to her and getting into side behind her ass. With his correct hand resting on the base of her pricker, she started to feel the insistency of his cock as he pushed it against her anal cavity.

Elena :"Ohhhhhh ! Ohhhhhh my god ! screw yeah !"

Just then William Curtis came to the the right way side of her and pulled her head towards him and stuck his wide cock near her lips.

William Curtis :"Here beetch ! suction me rod and git it well hard !"

She opened her mouth and tried with limited success to debase her lip over the head of it. Curtis'tool was only semi-hard and it was too big for her mouth, how in the hell was he gon na get it into her shit ? She could feel her jaw spreading wider as he pried open her mouth with each stab of his cock. It was finally into her mouth at least two inch and she could palpate it poking at the back of her mouth. While her tending were diverted by the impossible face screw that she was getting, Nick had a soundly four inches of his own cock pushing in and out of her tight asshole.

ding :"Damn this ass is still taut ! That fucking bike didn't open up darn ! Not gon na be foresightful before I have to nut !"

Flash :"Alright Curtis get the fuck out of there so she can do her weights."

William Curtis pulled from her mouth and Elena refocused herself to the turncock going in and out of her ass. It felt dandy. She steadied her hands on the free weight bar and started to do her curl while gouge fucked away at her ass. It truly was a quite a little. Elena could finger the suntan from the weightiness in her biceps and her shoulders, as well as the air pressure from Nick's hot cock as it probed deeper and deeper into her anus.

Five second like that before Curtis finally pulled out and shot a deep sticky load up Elena's back. It was the first off time a man had shot his sperm on her back and it felt very fond but mussy. gouge put it back in her ass for a yoke of more pumps before moving away. The solid clock time Elena never stopped curling the weights. flare was next to bed her asshole. Which he did for the next seven minute or so before pulling out and tagging off to William Curtis. Elena's heart started to beat faster and she got understandably uneasy knowing that Curtis was taking his routine next.

Curtis began feeding his wide behemoth in and it felt like somebody was trying to split her dead body give with a drain pipe from under a sink. She'd already been opened up by a bike dildo, and then two shaft that were well lubed, and Curtis was now making it feel like it was all beginning again. Each thrusting in jimmy her asshole paries farther apart.

Elena :"Ahhh ! ! ! Oh fuck ! That's too big ! AHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! !"

He gaped her ass unresolved for the succeeding ten minutes before finally flooding his load into her anus. Then it was dent's turn again. Each man took three spell tally, all the while Elena continued doing curl with the weights. Finally, after they all were finished fanfare told her to stop the curls. They were all a bit sweaty, and the three men rested a spell as Elena drank some Gatorade to refill her electrolytes. Elena felt near. Tired but good. At least the concern of getting fucked in the ass were now over. And accuracy be told, she rather liked have a large cock deep up in her asshole. It was only 10:30am though which was still early, something that Mr. President Johnson realized as well.

Flash :"miss Kane, I'm gon na give ya another ten bit to perch, but your day today isn't over by a long shot. I've decided that since it's still early, the three of us are gon na have it away you for a while in all of your mess. You're up for that right ?"

Another surprise. Elena was hoping that her workout was gon na be done for the day. Her ass was fucked candid well and her arms felt like jelly. Now she was going to be triple teamed, another first for the jolly little Hawaiian. She defied her exhaustion and met his question with fraud eagerness.

Elena :"Sure ! Whatever you say."

They sat around for another ten proceedings before Elena was told to join them on the mats. Flash lay down and told her to spike her pussy on his cock, which she did, and then Curtis got his wide dagger back into her prick. gouge stuck his stopcock into her mouthpiece and they triple teamed her for the future hour and a half, switching place when necessary.

They filled all of her mess with some more calamitous cum and Elena herself came about four and a one-half times. By the time they finished, the four of them were sexually spent. The three men got dressed and disappeared and Elena took a immobile exhibitioner before getting dressed and leaving the gym.

The future day was day seven. Elena had done a full moon week of news bulletin's course of study. She weighed in at 181 when she first started, and a week later between the strict diet and the utilisation she weighed in now at 166 lbs.

flash :"There you go Miss Kane. You've already lost 15 Egyptian pound. I can actually pop to see that you've lost some exercising weight too."

Elena looked in one of the full-length mirrors. He was right. Her torso was starting to look a minuscule less fat. There was a big smile on her face. She couldn't wait to get started on the day's workout. The instant week consisted of more than nookie and More weights. They did the triplex insight day once again, this time with blink of an eye, OJ, and Nick Anvayney.

On day fourteen she began the day on the scale and her exercising weight was now down to 143. She'd lost another 23 lbf. and she turned and jumped into Flash's arms and hug and kissed him on the impertinence when she saw the totals.

Flash :"Alright Miss. Kane ! It's obvious that you are happy with your results. As you can see, in only 14 day of my computer programme, you have lost a whopping 38 Egyptian pound. Are you ready to take it up another notch ?"

Elena :"Mr. Johnson, I am yours to command. You say, and I'll do."

jiffy :"That's what I want to hear ! Starting tomorrow we're gon na double your weighting, sets, and fourth dimension limitation. We're gon na shape those muscles and eliminate the rest of that fat until you are lean and beautiful ! But that's tomorrow ! Today…today…Rule # 4 : A woman ain't truly fulfilled, unless she's sharing with many others."

The gym doorway on the far correct which was marked ‘ trainer's room'then opened and in walked OJ, nick Anvayney, TW, and William Curtis Struthers. They were of grade all naked and their semi-erect penis were swinging between their branch as they walked. Elena was going to be gang banged by all five of them.

fanfare :"Yes, today me and my boy are gon na turn that little ass out. We're gon na spread up all of them little white holes. With our tool we're gon na pound and tenderize your consistency and kvetch those obstinate fat mobile phone out of you ! We also gon na immortalise it all for posterity."

Mr. LBJ pointed at the two turning point of the gym where the mats were set up and there was a stationary photographic camera in each set up near the ceiling. Standing in the niche was also a short skinny smuggled charwoman named Tammie who was holding a hand held television camera. It was explained to Elena that she was going to film a porno series called Hawaiian delight and that they were going to sell the tapes to an adult website which would facilitate pay for her gym membership fees. At this point Elena didn't tutelage. Her gist was racing with anticipation of having sex with five melanise men in one session.

Flash :"okey then. Here's how everything's gon na go. First you are gon na get on your knee right on the white mag tape in the center."

TW :"Yeah bitch ! X marks the spot !"

Flash :"We will then record XV minutes of rotated cock sucking. After that, you will get on all IV and you will suck and be fucked until I say so. There will be a cock in your mouth and pussy at all times. succeeding, we'll do the same thing for a piece but in missionary. Next, back on all Little Joe and we'll take turning gaping that ass. In the following stage, all three muddle will be fucked at once. The final scene we're gon na all nut in your face."

TW :"Gon na paint that mofo ! Gon na glue ya eyes shut bitch ! Ya get a line dat ?"

Elena ignored TW's twit and walked swiftly over to the mat and got down on her knees in the shopping centre of it. All five men then surrounded her in a circle with their semi-hard fatal phallus dangling in forepart of her face. For the next 15 minutes she rotated her lips, tongue, finger and palms over all five black cocks and Lucille Ball feverishly, trying desperately to make them cum but to no help. During this completely sequence, Elena's pussy was poked and prodded with numerous different black fingers which made it sopping wet.

fanfare :"OK gripe get on all fours ! We about to bust up that pussy now."

Elena wiped away the surplusage spittle from her face and then got on all four between all of the men. Only a few workweek ago the pudgy Hawaiian missy was at maximum free weight and sexually frustrated. Now she was 38 lbs. clear and overwhelmed daily by sex with pitch blackness tool. The five men took turns the next three hours splitting Elena's pussy open with their orotund blackness meat hammers. They also stretched her throat exposed, filling her belly with gobs of black cum. Elena herself came legion metre as the five black men fucked her cunt into the submissions of ecstasy.

After three time of day of pussy pound and sassing roll in the hay, they gave those holes a sleep and focused on Elena's thirdly input. She was again positioned on all fours and for the side by side hour and a half her ass was gaped open by all five black shaft, each one dumping a load of cum rich into her anus at least once. Elena could feel them entering the thick parts of her anal canal, stretching her rectum wider and wider. The noises from the cameras zooming in and out were more frequent during these percentage of the taping.

Finally, it was clock time to triple squad all of Elena's holes and they basically took number doing that the rest of the day. Elena felt so loose but constantly to the full which defied logic. It wasn't until close to 7pm before they finally wrapped and Elena was told she could get dressed and go home. She was both emotionally and physically spent and that night she slept deeper than she ever had in her lifetime.

Over the succeeding few weeks the Clarence Day blended together, and Elena's workouts got more physical. She could experience her consistence toning up and her hide getting miserly around her bone. Looking in the mirror, she now wasn't able to see any excess flab on her weapon system and legs and especially around her midsection. It was all evaporating quickly. By week's end Elena's weight was down to 120 hammering losing another XXIII. calendar week three was more of the Lapplander with Elena doing all of the prior physical exertion at least twice Sir Thomas More and on weight down day she had lost another five Irish pound bringing her weight unit to 115. Between all of the nookie, the physical exertion, and the extreme oatmeal diet, Elena shed a whopping 75 quid by the full five workweek end. She now weighed in at a svelte 112 pound sterling, and looked absolutely amazing. The flyspeck Hawaiian missy was so happy.

month later, Elena still keeps to the program. Now-a-days her workouts aren't as extreme and her diet is not as strict. She doesn't lift lots free weight anymore because her muscles are now adequately toned. When she goes to the gym now it's only two clip a week and she goes for a few minutes on the physical exercise bike or the salt mine and then some black cock screwing by flare or one of the early trainer, or often a combination of whomever is present that day in the gym. The number of different Shirley Temple Black prick that Elena has been with has ballooned beyond Flash and his trainer. Sometimes Flash has especial black guests who get to fuck her that day and then she never sees them again.

She's also visited at her apartment every Thursday Night by gym trainer Kerrel Lawrence. K-Dawg bones Elena in all of her holes and whomever he brings with him Elena must fuck them too. This is called solicitation, and on appeal day she must perform whatever sex act ( s ) that K-Dawg request of her. Elena has grown to hump the attention and looks forward to Thursday nights the most.

This is how she's capable to pay for her gym fourth dimension and the past debts that she has accumulated during the duration of the curriculum. What Elena and every other woman who joins the program doesn't know is that there isn't any end to it. The charges are so soak up that a girl never truly pays it off no matter how much sex that she has. Unfortunately, none of them figure it out until they are deeply in debt to it all and in nigh typesetter's case, addicted to it anyway. The option payment programme have their booby trap too. The only three ways to block off the cycle and come out from under news bulletin's thumb is what he calls dancing, caravan, or Auction.

Dancing is self-explanatory. Basically, the girl ends up stripping for a pre-determined stop of time while still keeping up gym appearing and accumulation days. The payment are accelerated with all of her earnings sent directly to the gym, and the average time to complete this option is usually a full year, sometimes more. By that clip, most of the women end up addicted to drugs and end up becoming full fledged strippers the rest of their life story. They also fall under the thumb of the nightspot owner so it's like going from the frying pan into the fire with this option. Only the wiser young lady who stay clean come out of the early side and give away completely free.

The gear alternative deals are shorter in time but by sheer volume in dark shaft. A young lady who has a gearing ran on her sucking and fucks wads of black pecker in very large gangbang academic session. It's more than than one occurrence, and it's all done within a thirty-day geological period. So, it's three to five trains with an unlimited number of Shirley Temple Black men in a month's clock time. It's payment on sex hormone, and the little girl who chooses this alternative is usually finished with the gym and ingathering visit. They are told that the men are all uncontaminating but Truth be told that would take money to set up and Flash isn't bankrolling any STD testing. It's a relieve for all with many risks and near women shy away from this option.

The Auction option is basically the sales event of your debt and body to another party. That one has the dubiety of meter served and/or overall place with your new creditors. Elena has been briefed on all of the alternatives and she has decided to stay within her current curriculum, the two gym visit and the one solicitation Nox. The condition quo is never ending and she'll most likely be beholden to the gym the rest of her life.

Elena realizes this but she is happy with her set-up so it's a moot dot. To do that though, she must also aid with enlisting. Once split second gets you into shape, you are asked to recruit other tweed woman for gym membership. When it was explained to her, it was presented to her as dominion # 5 : A cleaning woman ain't complete, unless she spreads the watchword. Basically, she's expected to bring other Edward Douglas White Jr. cleaning lady into the program just like her protagonist Sherri had done with her.

Elena's been talking to a new girl at the secretarial pool as of late. Her public figure is Molly Donovan, a 21-year-old that just started working there only a few workweek ago. She's a wet-behind-the-ears little girl really, someone that Elena can easily persuade to do anything, given that she has taken her under her offstage. molly isn't fat or out of form at all, and she wouldn't need a gym membership anywhere, but she's beautiful and she'll be just what heartbeat has ordered.

The End