The cab driver watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the puddle at the root of the American Stock Exchange on her way from his cab to the entrance of the gym. The old black man had been stealing looks at the now thin and pretty Hawaiian beauty the wholly ride in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her long beautiful legs crossed exposing her upper thighs in the back bottom of his cab. One last flavour at those legs as they sashayed into the building was sure enough to leave some decent spank-bank material during a few time to come rub and tug academic term for the old Negro man.

Elena wasn't always this fit though. In fact, she was a good 75 pounds overweight for most of her grownup life. The 32-year-old lulu had spent the past year working out at jiffy's seaworthiness factory, adhering to a stern and unique fitness regimen that has allowed her to drop the Ezra Pound systematically and mould Elena's body into a curvy delight to any man's eyes.

Growing up in Hawaii and raised by a Polynesian mother and a Caucasian father, the 4'10"short girl with the pretty face and glowering unawares fuzz was always tragically overweight. At her heaviest, Elena would tip the plate at 187 pounds which given her short stature would make her expression like a pudgy trivial ball of physical body. It always was a major source of Elena's low self-pride because she truly wasn't really a heavy feeder. The food she ate wasn't the healthiest but it wasn't like she was frequenting the debauched food drive-thru either.

Elena's weight was also a major problem in her three-year fail marriage too. Her now ex-husband Peter used to ride her mercilessly and cruelly which culminated the doomed union into divorcement. She was 26 at the time and Hawaii became a place that Elena just didn't want to be anymore. She decided to actuate to the mainland and ended up in an flat in downtown Los Angeles, and got a nice low-altitude job in a secretarial pool.

One day, Elena's new admirer from study Sherri Kimbelsen began raving about a unique and successful gym in the Willowbrook area that catered specifically to heavy women, and helped them spill unwanted punt. Sherri seemed very adamant about Elena giving this fussy course of study a try. The sell job was really fast-growing and well-rehearsed.

Elena :"I don't know Sherri. Isn't Willowbrook a bad area ? I mean, isn't there's a lot of bunch there ? Mostly black ones too. I'm just not sure."

Sherri :"Well yes, but I'm telling you that this gym, it's well worth it. I myself always was a just 25 pounds heavier, and no thing what I did I just couldn't lose that weight. Then I went to flashgun Johnson's gym and within calendar week I looked like this."

She put her coat of arms out in jutting 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 little odd, but she always would attract attention especially from the chief in study. She stood at 5'8 ”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measurements, long blond hair halfway down her vertebral column, and the longest legs showcased by the type of high heels that she always wore. Sherri was a bombshell, the typical Cali smoking hot blonde, and she always dressed that way too, wearing brusque wench and cleavage showing blouses.

Elena :"Oh I don't think I could ever look like you do, no matter how much I exercise."

Sherri :"quit it ! You are a very jolly daughter. All you've got to do is lose the weighting. I'm relation you, go see New York minute. He'll assistance you out. After a few calendar week of his computer programme you won't believe how groovy you'll look. It's a life changer."

Elena :"wellspring, I DO own a service time out coming up. I suppose it can't suffering to go check it out."

In an crusade to go along a tonic image among their clients, the fellowship that staffed the secretarial pool gave the ladies employed with them a yearly five-week holiday break. It was a skillful welfare that wasn't common with other company but it did wonder for the women who worked for them. It also stocked their guest with a revolving door of refreshed faces which made a byplay expression like it employed a lot more people than it really had. It made them calculate successful.

Sherri :"trade good mind ! Five calendar week of New York minute is exactly what you could use. I guarantee that you come back as a new woman."

Elena :"Gee I hope you are properly. Okay, I'll do it ! But when I get slight you better take me out to some clubs."

Sherri's side changed a little to a look of negative surprise. Then she quickly smiled to shroud up what she was thinking. She knew that once Elena started the broadcast that she wouldn't have any prison term to go out to social club and company. In fact, there was a lot that Sherri wasn't telling her that Elena would soon find out. Never-the-less, she promised.

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

That conversation was on a Wednesday. The stick with Sunday morning and a day into her serve suspension, Elena put on a pair of travail pants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt and a span of white tennis shoe. She decided to go to Willowbrook to check out Flash's gym. Twenty minutes later after exiting a bus and walking a few stoppage, she stood in movement of split second's Fitness mill. It was a very dark looking place on the corner of an L-shaped mini strip mall next to a run-down liquor store. The people on the street walking by her were all black, and standing there in her sweat she sure as shooting stuck out like a sore thumb. Finally, she summoned the courage to go inside.

Inside, there was a quiet and deserted gym with a few rows of dissimilar exercise machines lined up. It was a pretty big room that had a big open expanse after the simple machine, and way at the book binding 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 hollow gym towards the man. The squeaks on the floor from her sneakers echoed off the gym rampart, but the big black man never looked up at her from his newspaper until she was right in front of his desk.

Flash :"Ahh yes. I know exactly who YOU are. My girl Sherri told me all about your minuscule chunky ass."

His articulation was very hoarse and loud and it caught Elena off guard. She didn't know that Sherri had already told him about her. She stood there a bit unquiet and a little embarrassed and didn't say anything.

Flash :"You're not a nookie deaf-and-dumb person, are you ? You're Elena Kane, right ?"

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

twinkling :"Well fucking answer me when I ask you a question ! Now let me see, Sherri was right. You DO have a pretty font. Much prettier than most. Hold on a second… ..."

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

flash :"Here ya go, go in that locker elbow room over there and change into these. I got ta see what I've got here and with that grey lusus naturae you got on, I can't see anything. Besides, we gon na do a few weights today and you're gon na demand something tighter on."

Elena tentatively picked up the clothes and walked slowly towards the cabinet room. She wasn't expecting to start any workout the 1st day. She started to think about what she was getting herself into. Could she possibly continue coming to this gym in this very bad neighborhood ? Was this petroleum man decriminalise ? Elena's head was racing.

Inside the locker room, Elena found an vacate footlocker and then got strip down and began to put on the sports bra first. Her 34D knocker hardly fit in it and it barely stretched over her large tit which were grueling and predominantly poking through the stiff pink spandex fabric. It pushed her breasts up and together like a wonder bra would and pointed her rock-hard mamilla straight forward which was a bit embarrassing and revealing. The nates of her knocker stuck out of it a trivial as well showing ample under dummy, and there just wasn't a way to extend the material completely over them.

The shorts on the other hired hand were a whole other headache. She tried to put them on over her underwear but just couldn't because of the tight fit. She eventually decided to just withdraw her panties and go ranger hoping that the gym well laundered its clothing. As she pulled the shorts up to her shank, she felt the seat of them wedge nasty and inscrutable into her ass go. She spent a few minutes trying to adjust the shorts in place but to no avail.

This guy can't be dangerous, can he ? These things were way too little. She turned and stared at herself in the mirror and the flab on her arms pegleg and stomach hung out from the pie-eyed turnout and looked very unflattering. She started to cry, which she did for the next five instant. Finally, Elena composed herself and she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself and walked back out to the gym. She stood at Flash's desk again and when he looked up at her and saw the towel he started laughing.

twinkling :"Damn girl, that towel has got to go."

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

Flash :"Miss Kane, it looks like I've got to be blunt. So here it is…the frigidness tough facts. YOU are a fat bitch ! My job is to make 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 ! facial expression at yourself…no issue what you've done to modify, you haven't ! That's why you are here ! You wan na continue being a fat bitch ? Then there's the flaming door ! Get the piece of tail out and block wasting my time ! You're at the first crossroad Elena, so, make up your mind right now !"

Elena was shocked by his bluntness. But as mean as he was, he was right. Everything she had tried in the past to help herself misplace weight had failed and failed miserably. She wanted to be thin. She needed this and she knew it. Maybe this was a crossroads in her life and she needed to spend more than sentence thinking on it all but standing in social movement of this big black and vulgar gym flight simulator she felt pressure and intimidated.

flare :"What's it gon na be Miss. Kane ?"

Elena :"I'm sorry. I'm just a little scared is all. I want to lead off your political program"

Flash :"Alright then. Sorry I yelled, but sometimes it's the simply way to get through to people. It won't be the first prison term I yell at you either. Get used to it, and please take it all personal. The only when way that you're gon na change your liveliness is to remember that your life sentence sucks as it is justly now. So, it IS personal. Let it cut through to your warmheartedness and together we will turn all this bull around ! Now, in the workweek to come you will do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it without any questions. I don't gift a fuck what I ask you to do, you gon na do it ! Do you palpate me ?"

Elena :"Y-yes."

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

She removed the towel and stood there pouring out of the loaded pink sports bra and shorts. Flash came around from his desk with a clipboard in his hired hand and started to walk slowly around her with a look of written report across his face. The man was huge. He was easily over six foundation and his muscle definition made him look very wide and imposing. The t-shirt and shorts he was wearing were tight like another bed of skin spread over his dark-mocha colored trunk. 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'bosom. Watch what happens to them when we tighten up this flabby eubstance. They gon na be poppin ’, especially these long nipples."

He rolled the teat of her breast through the bra between his thumb and fore finger as he spoke. She could feel it getting even harder as a rush of electrical energy flooded through her eubstance ; stimulated from his mite. He then walked behind her and gave her pull up stakes ass impertinence a punishing smacking which not only sting but sent the said electrical energy, as well as pain, shooting cold and fast through her.

Elena :"Ouch ! What was that for ?"

Flash :"Relax child. Just checking on your anal density."

Elena :"Anal density ?"

heartbeat :"Don't headache about it. It's all technical. We'll go into it some more down the road when we work on your gluteal muscle. On that day we'll do a gracious ahh…probe of the completely situation."

What was he even talking about ? Anal compactness ? Elena began to feel a petty confused. She stood there watching this giant black man circle her half naked body making hands-on critiques of it, touching her in out or keeping berth, and scribbling matter on his clipboard. It was a little bit humiliating and weird, but for some unknown quantity rationality to her it was also erotic which made no mother wit. adjacent, he bent down in front of her and put his left hand in her fork area. He dragged his finger across her inner thighs and then across the material of the shorts against her pubic mound. The intimate electrical energy again raced through her roue. He was basically fondling her.

instant :"Not bad. A niggling bit thunderous on the second joint, but we can fix all of that. Go stand on that shell over there. We got ta get a start weight. And remove those skid. All my trainee cunt work out barefooted."

Elena removed her stoolpigeon and walked over to the exfoliation and stood on it. The digital numbers above her head read 181 British pound. The numeral embarrassed Elena and Mr. Johnson's fierce and imply words didn't boost her self-esteem either.

instant :"shit young woman. Kane ! For a very short fair sex that's a nether region of a lot of weight ! For a little girl your elevation I could make TWO cunt out of all that flab ! I see that we got our workplace cut out for us. first gear 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 ride that fucking bike for XXX mo !"

Elena :"You mean…now ?"

Flash :"No…next week. YES, fucking now ! Get your white ass over there and do the 30 ! You're here to work 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 bike. She hated doing cardio type physical exercise. Being overweight that was understandable. She had never been yelled at by individual as big as Mr. Johnson. It terrified her. It also turned her on a little to experience a big and powerful man forcefully tell her what to do. In some way it made her feel like individual cared about her, even if he was doing so with precipitous vulgarity.

Flash :"Oh…and miss. Kane ; that's thirty straight minutes. Don't stop consonant for zilch ! You keep those pedals going non-stop. There's a toll that will border on the bike that will tell apart you when you are finished. Until you hear that bell…don't fucking blockage !"

Elena got on the bike. The seat of it was a little bit high up, and the handlebars were a bit lower making her consistency lean a lot forward. Mr. Samuel Johnson obviously knew of her altitude because he had the bike set to her body precisely. She could reach the pedals and everything and aside from the attitude forward and the coarseness of the pedal point on her bare substructure, she felt pretty prosperous. She slowly started pedaling. There was some resistance but it wasn't anything that she couldn't grip. After a few minutes, she could really begin to feel the burn mark in her leg, her hips, and some numbness on her fingers and arms. The sweat started to pour and Elena got into a honorable riding rhythm.

By the twenty-minute mark, she started to huff and puff. Her legs were tired and she couldn't feel anything in her arms anymore. Now she was watching the timekeeper silently cheering on the thirty-minute scratch to arrive waiting for the end. She tried to think of other matter. She thought about her supporter Sherri and wondered how she happened to find this particular gym. It didn't really matter how Sherri found the gym she just looked amazing. Always tight beautiful and refulgent. If Elena could work herself to even half the shape that Sherri was in, it would be a victory she thought.

The proceedings ticked down and finally the bell rang on the bike. She stopped pedaling and leaned back on the seat. She felt spent as the perspiration poured out from every stoma on her body. She sat there for a few minutes waiting for the intuitive feeling to return in both her arms and legs. Finally, she gingerly got off the bike and walked across the gym back to Mr. Johnson's desk where he sat reading his paper.

Flash :"okeh Miss. Kane, come on over to the bench over here and let's see how a good deal weight you can press. We'll starting line with 5 repp of 25 pounds."

Elena :"Reps ?"

Flash :"Yeah bastard rep ! We work out here at Flash's Fitness manufactory ! This ain't like all those early fucking gymnasium, those cookie cutters that have you just run on a treadmill and tinker's dam ! You're gon na sweat here Miss. Kane ! We got five week to whip your piffling butterball ass into shape, and we gon na do it ! You dig ?"

Elena :"How did you know I had five weeks off from work ?"

Flash :"Never fucking psyche 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 piece of ass I say ! Now give me some reps on this here machine !"

Elena sat on the bench and stretched out on it on her back. Her wooden leg were still sore but her arm felt better than a few minutes ago. Flash stood near her caput to blob 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 face. It was impressively prominent and looked like he had a little fauna stuffed in his shorts. How big was this guy's penis ? She tried to not notice it, but wasn't achieving her goal. She continued to gaze at it while she pressed the system of weights up and down. cinque repp and done, and her eye never left his bulge.

flash bulb :"Very good. Okay relax, I'm gon na up the free weight a slight bit."

He bent forward and reached around and added more weight to the bar. As he did so, his spandex-clad dick got a lot closer to Elena's face. Close enough that she could smell out the musky aroma of it. It wasn't an unpleasant odor, in fact, it was quite a skillful and very pungent. Elena stared at it and could see the precis of its duration through the spandex material. She could feel herself getting turned on.

flash lamp :"OK we're up to 40 hammer. Give me two Seth of 5 rep with this weight."

She again started to lift the weightiness. It was a piddling heavier with the extra pounds but she pushed it up and down with relation ease. The whole prison term she couldn't sustain her eyes 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.

Flash :"Very good young woman. Kane. okey, on this succeeding set we are gon na prove your dexterity and index, as well as your abilities to focus. zero should distract you from finishing your pursuance. The weight will stay the Saame but I want three sets of 10. Remember, DO NOT cave in your concentration."

Elena :"Okay."

Mr. Johnson walked to the other end of the bench down by her feet. He strapped both of her feet down at the ankles to each leg of the bench. The bench was a little bit wider than a banner weighting bench, about a good thirty inch wide which once her ankles were strapped down her legs were spread open to their maximum. He also fastened a strap around her shank locking her unhurt torso to the bench.

Elena :"Why are you doing that ?"

New York minute :"Wait…. What the ass did you just say ? Is that a fucking doubt ? What did we JUST establish about fucking questions ?"”

Elena :"I…I didn't mean…"

Flash :"SHUT UP ! SHUT THE FUCK UP ! You do as I say ! Remember ? There's NO questions here ! Now, get going with those fucking rep ! And don't offend your tightness !"

She again took hold of the bar and steadied to do her reps. She erased the tongue-lashing that she had just gotten from her mind and readjust herself emotionally. As she pushed the bar from her chest up for the first time, she then felt him touching her with his fingers between her branch. ‘ What was he doing ?'she thought. He was blatantly rubbing her kitty lips through the spandex and it actually felt very full. So good that her torso started to answer to his touch and her vagina started to get wet.

The feeling was amazing and very deflect, and making it laborious to do her repp, but she defiantly didn't let it break up what she was doing. Towards the end of the second gear set of 10 repp she arched her back as much as the shoulder strap around her waist would allow while Mr. Johnson dug his fingers into her vagina through her shorts. He even poked his finger into the material of the shorts and into her vagina a near in or so too. Elena's clitoris was responding to it and driving her crazy, but she didn't gaolbreak concentration which was pretty impressive. He removed his fingers from her genital organ field as she returned the bar back up to the rack.

flash lamp :"Very dainty Miss. Kane. You're a quick study. Relax a few more mo, I'll be flop back."

Elena lay their flushed. Flushed because of her physical exertion and flushed because of the unscheduled fingering that she had just received. It had been a retentive piece since a man touched her in that way. She almost forgotten how dandy that it felt. For the future five minutes she relaxed and caught her breathing spell and regained her calm. As her composure began to repay, impression of violation started to creep into her pass. Did this man that she just met under an hour ago seriously just beset her ?

She thought again about her beautiful blonde government agency friend. Was this how she too had gotten in shape ? A ikon of Sherri lying on the weight bench getting fingered by Mr. Dr. Johnson then fabricated into her psyche and Elena's pussy started to leak out again. The thoughts of Sherri's beautiful legs tied down to the bench and Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson fingering her protagonist's kitty-cat made her stomach do tack founder too. She couldn't help but rub her own pussy through her short thinking about her hot booster going through the same experience. Before she knew it, Mr. Johnson returned with a eldritch looking pull in his flop hand. She pulled her deal out from between her branch and hoped that He hadn't seen what she was just doing.

instant :"Just relax girl. Kane. I've got to make a few adjustments."

Elena :"Okay."

He again stood near her mind and reached forward over the workbench. This time his computer software was positioned a few inches from her look, closer than it was before. He then stepped back and pulled the side of the bench and it rose about a foot higher from the trading floor with Elena still on it. By doing this, her pegleg pulled tighter towards the bottom of the bench because her feet were still tied to the branch of it and her feet freighter rose from the gym floor. The only parts of her substructure touching the trading floor now was her toes.

Mr. President Johnson then made another adjustment behind her question and the end of the Bench went down a few inches and her head moved down with it too. It was like she was laying on a bed with her psyche hanging off of the side of it. Elena's full-of-the-moon body looked like it was on a rack being stretched and her muscles in her pelvic arch legs and torso were expanded. She felt helpless without any way to move with everything tied down and debase except for her arms.

Flash :"Okay, another two band of 10 reps. Remember to never let on concentration. zip should make you terminate your reps. And missy Kane…also remember this……rule # 1 : A woman can't breathe if she can't expand."

She had no clue what he was talking about. Rule # 1 ? What did that even mean ? Again, she started to do weight repp with the bar It was a little more difficult with her capitulum positioned abject than the way it was before. On the fourth rep, she heard Mr. Dr. Johnson moving around outside of her view. He then came into view only this time his bulge was completely hanging liberate out of his trunks. His shaft was immense, a lot bigger than she had imagined it would be. Her oculus got really big and before she could say anything, he took it in his hired man and positioned it at her mouth. She tried to conclude her backtalk but he pushed the head of it past her lips and across her tongue.

Instinctively, she continued to rep the exercising weight up and down while Mr. Dr. Johnson fed his cock deeper into her throat. The fact that she was tied down made it impossible to incite away from him. Deeper and deeper he pushed his black pearl into her rima oris as she gagged and gasped for air. Her eyes started to water as well as he fucked her fount with his tool. She lost count on how many repp she was doing with the system of weights bar but she didn't think she should stop until she was told to.

After a dear ten minutes, she felt his cock scratch to pulsate and then a few moment later she could savor his sperm as it filled her backtalk and drizzled down her opened-up throat into her belly. Between her wooden leg was becoming a souse mess. Mr. Johnson pulled out from her mouth and then helped her place the weights back up on its bearer on the machine. She just lay there trying to catch her breather for a few minutes. Her arms felt like jelly and her mouth felt sore and stretched. She still could smack the salty taste of sperm in her mouth which was better tasting than she expected it to be. Then after a few transactions Mr. Johnson untied her mortise joint from the bench.

newsbreak :"Okay girl Kane, I've got a feeling of what your full program is gon na be. You may go variety and getting even tomorrow at 8am. Don't be late ! We've got a lot to cover !"

He walked back behind his desk putting his now rapidly flaccid sperm dripping phallus back into his underdrawers. Elena stared at him for a few seconds as he sat there reading his newspaper. She wiped the cum from her mouth with the rachis of her hired hand before silently getting up and heading into the locker way. 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 fire inside her belly looking to give her new ‘ trainer'a piece of her mind. How daring he, she thought. He was gone though. The whole gym was vacant. She knew that he must be around somewhere but where ? After a few more minutes, she decided to just leave so she forgot about it all and left. On the way family Elena made a pact with herself that she would not give back to the gym and that she might even cover Mr. President Lyndon Johnson to the police force.

That Nox she thought long and hard about what had happened. She started to remember about how she allowed Mr. President Johnson to fuck her backtalk and didn't try at least once to give up him. She thought about how her soundbox felt and how wet it all made her between her legs. She thought about the musky odour and the belief of his bollock as they pushed against her wind and eyes as he pushed his cock trench into her pharynx and came hard into her stomach. As she lay there with guilt, remorse, and a bit of anger, she was unconsciously rubbing at her pussy again, working her fingers while she lay with her stage splayed wide across her bed.

Then her head started to fill with question again. How could he have taken vantage of her like that ? Maybe this guy was not being straight with her and decided to pull a fast one on a new young lady. Did Sherri know about any of this ? Maybe he had no aim of helping her get fit. Maybe this was all a big scam. Could she honestly go back there in the morning ? She wasn't thinking straight. Her centre started to close and before farsighted she fell fast asleep.

The future first light Elena woke up early, showered and decorate and got on the bus for Willowbrook. Her arms still felt a little sore but her anger was completely gone and it was replaced with anticipation. It was almost like her night's sleep had erased all of Mr. Johnson's molestation and had replaced it all with physical exertion avidness. She got to the gym at 7:54am and waited for him to get in. He showed up about 12 minutes late and he was carrying a shopping bag.

flashing :"goodness aurora Miss. Kane, how did you slumber ?"

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

newsflash :"fountainhead that's nice. come on in ! We got to get a few other things straight before we start today."

Elena :"Oh ? There's more ?"

Flash :"Shit bitch ! We got a solid lot more to do !"

She followed him into the gym and all the way to his desk area. She watched him from hind end and for the first time noticed that he had the typical black male ass, high and shaped nicely. They sat down and he reached into his top draftsman and pulled out some papers.

Flash :"judgement by yesterday, it's obvious to me that your little friend Sherri didn't filling you in on completely everything about this political platform. You see, she did you no party favour by keeping you in the darkness like this so here it is straight up. The occult to helping white women mislay weight is diet, Exercise, and nigh importantly, sex with black cock. Nothing but big inkiness cock and lots of it."

Elena sat there with a traumatize look on her face. She felt a little bit like she was being hoodwinked but she sat in silence. Any bravery that she had built up the day before dissipated so making a big dissent fell by the waist side. Besides, her consistency was giving her the ‘ turned on'signal again which made thing very confusing.

news bulletin :"Miss. Kane, I can see by the spirit on your side that you are conflicted. Once again, I will consecrate you the out. But this is your lowest chance. If you feel that you just can not continue this program then there's the fucking door ! Be gone with you ! Take your bit of diddly fat consistency and get the roll in the hay out ! Or…you can detain and we can keep. You have mere seconds to decide."

Elena :"fountainhead, no. I really do want to get into physical body. I can't just leave."

Flash :"Alrighty then. You are now fully in. Starting today, you will be on a strict diet. The solely thing you may drink from now on is water and black cum. And I don't wish how much water system you drink, or how much black cum you swallow. Everything else…including coffee…is out and off terminal point as of right now. And let's face it, there's a lot of protein in disgraceful cum too !"

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

Flash :"Now, for the meal. You are only allowed to eat twice a day. In the morning for breakfast you may have some rolled oats. This oatmeal right here. It's a special 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 burgoo ginmill that were wrapped in clean white wrappers.

flash bulb :"Either eat a arena 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 ? Again, the fucking oatmeal ! No marrow, no veggie, no fruit, no fucking breadstuff, nothing else ! A few workweek of this diet and the work we will do here, and you will fall behind some weight pretty fucking fast ! Then we can work on your definition. realize ?"

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

Flash :"You'd fucking better ! Every fucking dawn at 8am acuate ! And I'll KNOW if you've been eating anything else because I'll see it in your weight. So, don't fuck around ! Now here, go alteration into these things."

He handed her another sports bra and shorts set with the gym logo on them only this set was xanthous. She walked to the locker room to change into them. Once again, the bra was very tight and her big breasts were pouring out of it. The boxers though, the shortstop were crotchless. It wasn't even a unfeigned crotchless brace of shorts, the scuttle looked like it was ripped open or maybe had been split give by someone else. She tried to wear upon her scanty 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.

heartbeat :"Looking good in yellow Miss. Kane. See that mat over there in the recession ? The blue one ? Go over there, and give me three sets of 10 sit-ups and then three exercise set 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 door opened up and another black-market man entered the gym. He was tall and fit, and very sinewy like Mr. Andrew Johnson. It was a man named Tony Wright. Tony was also a personal trainer and he worked for Flash. His brawniness were a minuscule more delimitate but that was because professionally, Tony also did some body-building.

flashbulb :"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 glimpse of them through her sit-ups. She was trying to hear their conversation and maybe gain a little more understanding of the whole place.

Tony :"Hey split second, see ya got another one."

ostentation :"Yup. Friend of Sherri's. Which reminds me, that bitch is in arears. Why don't you go around tonight and defecate an ah… ? collection if you know what I mean."

Tony :"well, 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 ! OK, will do !"

The two black men laughed and senior high fived each former. Then they went outside. Elena could see their silhouettes in the big frost picture window of the gym. She didn't know what they meant but she did realize 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 hollow that was in her private parts domain. It felt good and nerveless. As she got close to the end of her final examination set, Mr. Johnson returned to the gym.

Flash :"Miss. Kane, today we're gon na do some more bike body of work, with a spin. You see, if you're gon na be taking some black dick between those ramification, then we're gon na have to give your diddlyshit up a bit. This bike is a petty different from the one you rode yesterday. Watch this…you're gon na love this shit !"

She followed him over to the practice session motorcycle which had a large ignominious tarp over it covering it completely. He removed the tarpaulin and the initiative thing that Elena noticed was the foreland of a enceinte disgraceful dildo poking out from a mess in the eye of the bike's seat. The train connected to the pedal was extra-large too.

Mr. Johnson then reached down and pedaled the pedals with his hand a few rotations and the dildo slid up and down through the bike buns. The dildo was a dear ten column inch and almost all of it came through the fundament during one pedal rotation. Elena was expected to subscribe almost the whole thing while pedaling a steady cycle on the bike.

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

Elena :"Y-Yeah."

She took the nursing bottle of lubrication that Mr. Johnson handed her and splooged a generous amount of it into her helping hand. She figured as long as he was offering, she was going to earn this task as well-fixed as possible. She reached down with her lube filled palm and spackled it between her legs and generously into her vagina. After wiping her hands with a towel, Elena climbed up on the cycle and positioned her body over the hollow in the butt. She moved the pedal a trivial with her left pes and eased the dildo up about two in into her well lubricate pussy.

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

jiffy :"wellspring, that's how big nigra is too ! Sometimes even grownup ! We got ta open that box up if we're gon na heighten pencils in it, if you get my drift ! Now, 30 hour non-stop. You know the drill. Don't full stop until you hear the bell."

Mr. Johnson walked back to his desk. Elena steady herself on the seat and the foot lever and then leaned forward to dig the handlebars. She then started to bicycle and the dildo began pumping in and out of her kitty-cat with each rotation of the pedals.

Elena :"Ahhh fuck ! Oh my God ! It's so big ! It's deep ! It's fucking trench ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! Fuck ! 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 foot lever during her coming but caught herself. The dildo was reaching parts of her womb that nothing ever had before. Without sympathy, the thick-skulled black latex galosh dildo opened up her vagina wide-cut with both focal ratio and power. Elena's eyes rolled back in her head word and she came hard again.

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

Mr. Andrew Johnson ignored Elena's sexual call. He just sat there at his desk reading his newspaper publisher while she rode the bike and had her kitty gaped open by the dildo. The 30 minutes final came to a last and the Alexander Bell rang signifying her to stop over which she did. She came four total times during the whole exercise. Elena's branch were extremely weak but she managed to climb off of the bike and then walk bowlegged over to Mr. Johnson's desk. He looked up at her and smiled.

Flash :"Alright young lady. Kane, back over to the weighting bench. Now we are gon na do some 25-pound squat facelift. Basically, you will suffer over the judiciary and hold the weight unit behind your caput and push it up and down. feed me 5 of them right now."

The outwear and sexually flushed Elena stood over the bench and positioned the bar behind her neck opening then did five perfect squat lift. Each sentence she squatted down, the ripped material of her shorts between her legs would expand out and her full gaping vagina poked out and was visible to anyone who could see it. The air conditioning blew up her snatch and sent a cool shiver up her spine.

Flash :"Very dear. okey rest a few minutes and we'll do another 10. This metre we'll add ten Thomas More pounds."

She rested a few then got back into stance and was told to do the next 10 set. On the arcsecond push up, she felt Mr. Samuel Johnson's fingers probing between her stage again. This time he was able to tuck one deeper into her which he did. As she moved her body up and down with the weights Mr. Johnson digit fucked her slit in and out.

Flash :"Hmm young lady. 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."

flare :"I bet you can't postponement to have a existent lightlessness cock up inside your pussy huh ? I bet you'd lovemaking that !"

Elena began to breath heavy. More so in pleasure than in straining pain. Her wooden leg started to feel like jelly and it was getting harder to conjure up the weight but she answered him.

Elena :"Y-Yes ! I do ! I'd lie with a black dick inside my twat !"

Flash :"Yeah I knew that ! All you mother fucking ovalbumin girls want some mordant peter !"

She ignored his insult and continued her set. When she finished the ten doodly-squat, she returned the exercising weight to the machine then moved away from the workbench and walked around a little.

Flash :"Take a breather while I set up the next task."

She watched on with her hands on her waist flushed from the chunky facelift but also from the work that Mr. Johnson did with his fingers in her vagina. It was an odd feeling to be both blown up from strong-arm exertion and sexually charged up at the same time. It made her bloodline pump faster than she ever felt it through her heart.

Elena watched on as Mr. Johnson repositioned the judiciary in the exercising weight area. The scrunch up thrusts weight bar was still hanging there on its stick high up on the machine. He then lowered the setting closer to the mat and then added another 10 pounds to each incline bringing the total weight on the bar to 55 pounds.

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

instant :"Miss. Kane, I'm gon na lie down flatcar on the work bench and you are gon na range my body and shit under the weight bar. As soon as I get inside your pussy, I want you to do your weight squats up and down. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes."

trice :"And Miss. Kane, Rule # 2 : A woman can't ascension to the occasion if she hasn't been down first."

Mr. 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 small to hold up it in station and to gain her footing. Everything was measuring correctly and adjusted to Elena's small stature and for the project she was about to do. She squatted down and held her position right above Mr. Johnson's crotch field. She then felt him rubbing his cock against her dripping wet pussy sassing and after a few second base he pushed the headway of it into her. She let out a loud moan.

Elena :"OHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

It felt so in force to induce a man's dick up inside her again. Her ex-husband had about six inches and he only ever was inside her for less than three minutes before he came every time that they had sex. Mr. Johnson's tool far ceded her ex in both distance and cinch. She felt full-of-the-moon and stretched from the dildo fucking earlier, and now Mr. Johnson was pumping her open again with his large dim cock. He worked it in a slight deeper while Elena squatted there holding the 55 quid above her body.

Once affair were all set and copacetic, he gave her the go ahead to begin her thrust. Up and down she started to push the free weight, and in and out Mr. Johnson's bombastic black cock went into her pussy. Elena's knees started to shake a minuscule and she repositioned her au naturel metrical unit 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, system of weights clanging and banging, and Elena's shout of delight echoed throughout the vacant gym. Mr. Johnson had his arms spread out, cook to spot any mistakes with the weight. womanhood in the past had been so subdue with pleasure that they had given out and he learned the intemperate way to not swear them during this exercise.

Up and down Elena continued. Again, she lost count on her thrusts and almost definitely did more of them than was required. She came hard a few times but never lost her concentration on the exercising weight. Not long after that, Mr. Johnson grabbed her pelvic arch and pulled her completed down onto his stopcock and he shot a large load of black cum deep up into pussy which stopped the push and made both of them scream out in pleasure.

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

Flash :"We are finished for the day young woman. Kane. seed back tomorrow at 8am, and remember, preserve to the diet. One More matter ; tonight, do some shaving. transfer everything from your leg, forearms, underarms, and of course, shave your puss area completely. I don't want to see any fuzz on your torso anymore except for your head. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes Mr. Johnson."

news bulletin :"Good ! Now get the nooky out ! See ya tomorrow."

She got up, got dressed and quickly left. She felt the burn one would find from a near workout again. As she sat there on the bus for domicile, there was an previous dark man sitting across from her who stared at her the entire time. It was like she had ‘ black cock slut'stenciled across her forehead, like he knew what she'd been doing all day. She went house, ate, and then ran the water in the bathtub. She then shaved her body in all the places that Mr. Johnson instructed her to. The hardest was the tomentum just above her ass crack but with the helper of a mirror she got it done. That nighttime she slept well.

The next day, day three of the platform, Elena arrived at the gym and went inside. She didn't see Mr. Johnson yet so she just stood there in front of his desk almost at attending waiting for him to come from wherever he had gone. Then she heard a flush and deduced that he was in the can. He walked out from the bathroom adjusting his shorts. When he saw Elena, he pulled his shaft from them and hung it out clod and all exposed.

news bulletin :"Oh Miss. Kane, you're here. Why don't you come on over here and clean house the piss from my tool with your mouth ?"

Without hesitancy, Elena walked over to Mr. Johnson and got down on her genu. She took his peter in her rectify hand and lifted it up and then popped it into her mouth and began to suckle on it. From behind her, she heard the gym doorway open air again and then learn some footfall. It was Orville Jefferson, another one of Mr. Johnson's men. Orville was tall and thin and had blotchy skin especially on his brass. He wasn't ugly, but it was exonerated that he had a tegument problem. Mr. Johnson looked up when he heard him.

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

OJ :"You know how it is !"

newsflash :"Did you go with TW the other Nox ?"

OJ :"Yeah man ! We stretched that white bitch out pretty salutary ! She a fucking lusus naturae ! Licking our asses and everything ! I never had no mother fucking adult female lick my ass before !"

blink of an eye :"Your dirty ass probably loved that mother fucker ! Yeah Sherri's one of my freakier bitches."

Elena listened attentively from her knees in front of them while she continued to suck on Mr. Johnson's putz. She was gagging a little trying to get most of it into her throat. She thought about Sherri and how it must have looked to see two black men fuck her. Their shadow black hide as they pumped their lightlessness cocks in and out of her friend's alabaster complexion, it must have been a sight to behold.

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

newsbreak :"Oh this be Miss Kane. Sherri's champion. She's here to form up and well, you know how we do. Why ? You wan na share ?"

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

Elena watched from the corner of her eye as Orville pulled his cock out from his trousers. It was another large giant and the skin of it was blotched just like the ease of him was.

flash lamp :"miss. Kane you're gon na suck OJ here's cock too."

Again, without hesitation, Elena pulled her look from Mr. Johnson's crotch and grabbed hold of Orville's blotched dick and put it as deep as she could into her mouth.

OJ :"Oh shit ! Is this cunt a junky too ?"

photoflash :"fountainhead, we haven't figured that shit out yet. She only been here a couple of days and she's done good so far. Was gon na have her do some more weights but, we could fuck her rightfield now if you want ?"

Elena's eyes widened. These two guys were gon na fuck her today. Her pussy started to water system again at the thought of being in a threesome. She was now gon na get firsthand accounting of what had happened to Sherri a few nights ago. She didn't know whether to be afraid or to be excited, and verity be told, it was a even chance on both.

OJ :"netherworld man, I'm always down for some white pussy."

blink of an eye :"Alright Miss. Kane. Looks like your workout today just took a detour. pick out them clothes off and contact us over there on the mats."

The two calamitous men started to undress and take the air towards the mat area. Elena slowly undressed as well as she watched them stack the MAT up on the floor making a quasi-floor bed. Mr. LBJ turned and saw Elena fully naked and that she completely shaved her body.

wink :"Very nice fille. Kane. That's what I meant about no hair. You got it ! Now remember to always be shaved like that ! I don't wan na ever see or feel stubble either. Even if it means shaving every mother fucking dark !"

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

Elena :"Oh yeah ! screw my pussy !"

Orville did just that, pounding her pussy from behind as she blew Mr. Johnson. They fucked her for a respectable minute in different positions, with both men filling her back talk and pussy with copious sum of money of black cum. Orville was the for the first time to nut in her backtalk which tasted very sweet to Elena. When they finished, she was left a sticky mess and she was told to go and clean up. When she returned to the gym, she was still naked. Orville was gone and Mr. Johnson was standing over by his desk.

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

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

Flash :"commodity. On your way home, I'm gon na need you to go to a drug memory board and buy yourself an clyster kit. Make sure it's a re-usable one. Starting tonight, and EVERY Night, your new rite before going to bed is to enema your asshole. Make sure that you are completely clean back there every single day before entering this gym. realise ?"

Elena :"Yes."

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

Elena did her drill then left. She stopped at an old out of the way Rix chemist's 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 construction. She asked for and bought a top of the communication channel recyclable enema kit. It cost her $ 30. She went home ate, showered, then used the enema kit to flush her dickhead 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 following morning was day four. Mr. Johnson made her do some more weightlifting sets, some more push-ups, sit-ups, and some more diddlyshit raise. She worked out a good four hours but she didn't get any black tool or even a black dildo. On day five it was some to a greater extent of the same. At the source of day six Mr. Johnson outlawed clothing.

Flash :"miss. Kane, starting today when you arrive and get undressed, you will not be given any exercise vesture. Workouts from this day forward are now to be completely defenseless. Not only will this let for easygoing approach, but it will allow me to consider your soundbox definition. Now go get undressed."

At this full point nil that Mr. Johnson asked Elena to do she interrogate. She quickly went to the locker room and took off all of her clothing. When she returned, Mr. President Lyndon Johnson was completely naked as well. But as she walked out into the midsection of the gym, she saw two more than bare Black person men sitting around the weights expanse. This was a first and Elena felt immediately self-conscious. Her instinct was to traverse herself up with her implements of war but she quickly removed them knowing that doing so would get her squall at.

William Curtis :"Damn mon ! Look at them phat titties on dis beetch !"

gouge :"flash lamp boy, this is why we love ya homey !"

They were both very intimidating looking. The short man was about 5'9 ”, and he had dreadlocks and looked like and sounded like he was Jamaican. His fatheaded gruff beard was scary and the exclusively thing that he was wearing was a hanker amber strand around his neck. He was sitting on a weight terrace and his drawn-out all-inclusive sinister cock was hanging down like the clapper from a church service bell. His name was William Curtis Struthers. His cock was the widest penis that Elena had ever seen. It looked like a large burnt kielbasa sausage hanging over the meat buffet of a deli.

The other man was another guy well over six base like Mr. Johnson. His name was Nick Anvayney. His name rhymed perfectly with the sobriquet they all gave him ‘ thick N'Veiny'because of the ten-inch very thick cock with pronounced veins when it was hard that he had hanging between his knee joint. nick's dark black skin only made it that more intimidating. They were two more employees of Mr. LBJ's gym, both indorse athletic trainers.

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

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

newsflash :"See today we all gon na break 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 life. Now she was being expected to take three black cocks up there. Three very orotund opprobrious cocks. She didn't dare register her displeasure though. She just swallowed her care and went with it.

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

nick :"agree it out. All aegir and shit."

Flash :"Nope ! You're gon na ride the dildo bike for thirty minutes. We got ta undetermined that ass and get you loosened up. After that, you'll cum over to the bench. It's already set up. Basically, you gon na get in the doggy over that pad there. The curl bar has the weight set up on the other side. The alone instruction I got is don't start the curls until we get in. Then continue the lock without stopping. We gon na ferment both the gluteal muscle muscles and the blazon during this exercise. principle # 3 : A woman ain't flexible, if she's too squiffy. sympathise ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand."

Curtis :"Yeah beetch, understand ? you gon na find da tan in more agency than be just one !"

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

Elena :"Ohhhhhh God ! Wow that hurts !"

She then worked the pedals back and forth some more trying to get the lube to pull it in deeper and make thing more prosperous. Her ass would always crowd up off the can whenever the dildo came up. Finally, she was able to work it in and out without it hurting. She started the bicycle and began pedaling. The safe cock went deep into her ass and back out with speed causing her to turn out up from the seat and cry out each fourth dimension but she didn't stop and the dildo never left her ass.

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

As she worked the pedals on the wheel, she glanced over at the three men who were sitting around watching her and jerking off. At the ten-minute fool her asshole was better acclimated and the screw began to feel very unspoilt causing her pussy to water profusely again. It was like the dildo was sawing her in one-half between her legs, pushing her anal cavity receptive 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 in deep. Elena was enjoying her ass piece of tail and couldn't wait to feel warm live member in her ass. She squealed and squirmed and screamed riding the bike faster and making the men harder than sway. Finally, the bell rang on the motorcycle signifying the end of the ride.

Curtis popped up from his rear and picked Elena up off of the cycle like she was a feather and then carried her over to the weight unit judiciary. On the bench, Elena positioned her knees apart so that her legs were opened wide and set her elbows up on the pad and hooked her finger around the system of weights bar.

Flash :"Remember, don't head start lifting until notch 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 fanfare worked some more lubricator generously between Elena's butt cheeks. The lubrication gel was very cooling and it felt good. Flash's finger's breadth felt good as well as he rubbed it as deep into her arsehole as he could get it. He also brushed his fingers across her wet pussy a few times as well.

snick took some lube too and coated his ten-inch-long calamitous mamba. Once it was coated, she felt him getting closer to her and getting into perspective behind her ass. With his right hand resting on the pedestal of her prickle, she started to feel the pressing of his tool as he pushed it against her anal cavity.

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

Just then Curtis came to the right side of meat of her and pulled her head towards him and bind his wide turncock near her lips.

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

She opened her mouth and tried with special success to stretch her lip over the head of it. Curtis'cock was only semi-hard and it was too big for her mouth, how in the hell was he gon na get it into her asshole ? She could find her jaw spreading wider as he pried exposed her mouth with each thrust of his cock. It was finally into her mouth at least two inch and she could palpate it poking at the spine of her rima oris. While her attention were diverted by the impossible nerve fucking that she was getting, Nick had a good four inch of his own hammer pushing in and out of her crocked asshole.

notch :"tinker's damn this ass is still tight ! That fucking cycle didn't open up horseshit ! Not gon na be long before I have to nut !"

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

Curtis pulled from her sassing and Elena refocused herself to the cock going in and out of her ass. It felt not bad. She steadied her handwriting on the weight bar and started to do her curls while Nick fucked away at her ass. It truly was a sight. Elena could feel the suntan from the weighting in her biceps and her articulatio humeri, as well as the insistence from Nick's hot rooster as it probed deeper and deeper into her anus.

fin minutes like that before Curtis finally pulled out and fritter away a thick sticky load up Elena's back. It was the first clip a man had shot his sperm cell on her back and it felt very warm but messy. ding put it back in her ass for a couple of more than pumps before moving away. The unscathed time Elena never stopped curling the free weight. jiffy was following to fuck her arsehole. Which he did for the following seven minutes or so before pulling out and tagging off to Curtis. Elena's heart started to beat faster and she got understandably unquiet knowing that Curtis was taking his bout next.

William Curtis began feeding his wide monster in and it felt like somebody was trying to split her body exposed with a drain organ pipe from under a sink. She'd already been opened up by a bike dildo, and then two cocks that were well lubed, and Curtis was now making it finger like it was all rootage again. Each thrust in pried her arse walls farther apart.

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

He gaped her ass undefendable for the next ten minutes before finally flooding his lode into her anus. Then it was gouge's turn again. Each man took three turns total, all the while Elena continued doing curls with the weights. Finally, after they all were finished Flash told her to stop the curls. They were all a bit sweaty, and the three men rested a while as Elena drank some Gatorade to refill her electrolytes. Elena felt good. Tired but in effect. At to the lowest degree the reverence of getting fucked in the ass were now over. And truth be told, she rather liked throw a expectant cock deep up in her prick. It was only 10:30am though which was still other, something that Mr. Johnson realized as well.

news bulletin :"girl Kane, I'm gon na give ya another ten minutes to rest, but your day today isn't over by a long scene. I've decided that since it's still early, the three of us are gon na fuck you for a patch in all of your holes. You're up for that right ?"

Another surprise. Elena was hoping that her exercising was gon na be done for the day. Her ass was fucked capable well and her arms felt like jelly. Now she was going to be ternary teamed, another first off for the pretty petty Hawaiian. She defied her enfeeblement and met his question with fake eagerness.

Elena :"sure ! Whatever you say."

They sat around for another ten moment before Elena was told to join them on the mats. Flash lay down and told her to empale her slit on his cock, which she did, and then Curtis got his astray dagger back into her mother fucker. Nick stuck his cock into her mouth and they triple teamed her for the next hour and a one-half, switching places when necessary.

They filled all of her cakehole with some more blackened seed and Elena herself came about four and a one-half times. By the sentence they finished, the four of them were sexually spent. The three men got dressed and disappeared and Elena took a truehearted shower before getting dressed and leaving the gym.

The side by side day was day seven. Elena had done a broad week of instant's program. She weighed in at 181 when she first started, and a week later between the strict diet and the physical exertion she weighed in now at 166 lbs.

jiffy :"There you go lack Kane. You've already lost 15 Egyptian pound. I can actually get to see that you've lost some weight too."

Elena looked in one of the full-length mirrors. He was right. Her body was starting to front a little less fat. There was a big smile on her fount. She couldn't hold to get started on the day's workout. The second week consisted of Sir Thomas More fucking and more weights. They did the triple insight day once again, this prison term with Flash, OJ, and Nick Anvayney.

On day fourteen she began the day on the scale and her weight was now down to 143. She'd lost another 23 pounds and she turned and jumped into flashbulb's subdivision and hug and kissed him on the nerve 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 political program, you have lost a whopping 38 pounds. Are you ready to take it up another notch ?"

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

flare :"That's what I want to learn ! Starting tomorrow we're gon na double your exercising weight, sets, and time limits. We're gon na SHAPE those muscular tissue and carry off the ease 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 door on the far flop which was marked ‘ Trainer's room'then opened and in take the air OJ, dent Anvayney, TW, and William Curtis Struthers. They were of course all nude and their semi-erect penises were swinging between their stage as they walked. Elena was going to be gang banged by all five of them.

Flash :"Yes, today me and my boy are gon na turn that little ass out. We're gon na open up all of them footling white holes. With our cocks we're gon na Egyptian pound and tenderize your body and kick those unregenerate fat cells out of you ! We also gon na record it all for posterity."

Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson pointed at the two corners of the gym where the lustrelessness were set up and there was a stationary television camera in each set up near the ceiling. Standing in the turning point was also a short skinny black charwoman named Tammie who was holding a helping hand held camera. It was explained to Elena that she was going to motion-picture show a smut series called Hawaiian Delights and that they were going to sell the tapes to an grownup internet site which would help pay for her gym membership fees. At this head Elena didn't care. Her tenderness was racing with anticipation of having sex with five black men in one session.

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

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

Flash :"We will then register fifteen instant of turn out blowjobs. After that, you will get on all tetrad and you will suck and be fucked until I say so. There will be a cock in your mouth and twat at all times. succeeding, we'll do the Lapplander matter for a spell but in missionary. Next, back on all Little Joe and we'll take turns gaping that ass. In the next stagecoach, all three holes 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 hear dat ?"

Elena ignored TW's taunts and walked swiftly over to the mat and got down on her knees in the meat of it. All five men then surrounded her in a circle with their semi-hard black member dangling in figurehead of her face. For the next 15 proceedings she rotated her sass, knife, fingers and palms over all five black prick and Ball feverishly, trying desperately to make them cum but to no avail. During this totally chronological succession, Elena's pussy was poked and prodded with legion unlike black fingers which made it sopping wet.

Flash :"Okay bitch get on all quaternary ! We about to wreck that cunt now."

Elena wiped away the redundant saliva from her aspect and then got on all 4 between all of the men. Only a few hebdomad ago the pudgy Hawaiian girl was at upper limit free weight and sexually frustrated. Now she was 38 lbs. lighter and overwhelmed daily by sex with black cocks. The five men took turns the following three hours splitting Elena's pussycat open with their expectant lightlessness meat hammering. They also stretched her throat open, filling her venter with sea dog of black cum. Elena herself came legion sentence as the five smutty men fucked her pussy into the submissions of ecstasy.

After three hours of puss buffeting and mouth fucking, they gave those holes a rest and focused on Elena's thirdly input. She was again positioned on all fours and for the next hour and a half her ass was gaped open by all five black shaft, each one dumping a payload of cum trench into her anus at least once. Elena could experience them entering the deepest parts of her anal channel, stretching her rectum wider and wider. The noises from the photographic camera zooming in and out were more frequent during these role of the taping.

Finally, it was time to triple squad all of Elena's holes and they basically took play doing that the relief of the day. Elena felt so at large but constantly full which defied logical system. 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 drop and that Night she slept deeper than she ever had in her lifetime.

Over the future few weeks the mean solar day blended together, and Elena's workouts got more physical. She could feel her trunk toning up and her skin getting nasty around her bones. Looking in the mirror, she now wasn't able to see any excess flab on her arms and legs and especially around her midsection. It was all evaporating quickly. By workweek's end Elena's exercising weight was down to 120 hammer losing another twenty-three. hebdomad three was more of the same with Elena doing all of the prior exercising at least twice More and on weight down day she had lost another five Ezra Pound bringing her weight to 115. Between all of the fuck, the drill, and the extreme oatmeal diet, Elena shed a wallop 75 pounds by the full five week end. She now weighed in at a lithe 112 pound sterling, and looked absolutely amazing. The tiny Hawaiian female child was so happy.

calendar month later, Elena still keeps to the political program. Now-a-days her physical exertion aren't as extreme and her diet is not as strict. She doesn't lift a great deal weights anymore because her muscular tissue are now adequately toned. When she goes to the gym now it's only two multiplication a week and she goes for a few mo on the employment bicycle or the treadmill and then some black cock ass by Flash or one of the other trainers, or often a combination of whomever is confront that day in the gym. The figure of dissimilar black cocks that Elena has been with has ballooned beyond trice and his trainer. Sometimes news bulletin has special Black person guests who get to make love her that day and then she never sees them again.

She's also visited at her apartment every Thursday night by gym flight simulator 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 collections, and on collection day she must perform whatever sex act ( s ) that K-Dawg requests of her. Elena has grown to have sex the tending and looks forward to Thursday nights the most.

This is how she's able to pay for her gym fourth dimension and the past debts that she has accumulated during the duration of the computer programme. 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 outrageous that a girl never truly pays it off no topic how a good deal sex that she has. Unfortunately, none of them figure it out until they are deeply in debt to it all and in most cases, addicted to it anyway. The alternate payment plans have their pit too. The only when three ways to stop the cycle and come out from under Flash's ovolo is what he calls terpsichore, power train, or Auction.

Dancing is self-explanatory. Basically, the girl ends up stripping for a pre-determined stop of time while still keeping up gym show and collection days. The requital are accelerated with all of her net sent directly to the gym, and the average out time to fill out this selection is usually a full yr, sometimes more. By that meter, most of the cleaning lady end up addicted to drugs and end up becoming full fledged exotic dancer the rest of their lives. They also fall under the pollex of the nine possessor so it's like going from the frying pan into the fire with this pick. Only the wiser little girl who stay white come out of the other face and break completely free.

The Train alternative deals are shorter in sentence but by sheer volume in black cock. A girl who has a train ran on her suck and fucks tons of black putz in very vauntingly gangbang sitting. It's more than one occurrent, and it's all done within a thirty-day stop. So, it's three to five trains with an unlimited routine of black men in a month's time. It's payment on sex hormone, and the girl who chooses this selection is usually finished with the gym and collection visits. They are told that the men are all clean but truth be told that would take money to set up and twinkling isn't bankrolling any STD testing. It's a detached for all with many risks and most woman shy away from this option.

The auction sale selection is basically the sale of your debt and torso to another political party. That one has the uncertainty of clock time served and/or overall situation with your new creditors. Elena has been briefed on all of the alternatives and she has decided to appease within her current broadcast, the two gym visits and the one collection night. The status 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 point. To do that though, she must also aid with enlisting. Once Flash gets you into condition, you are asked to recruit former white women for gym membership. When it was explained to her, it was presented to her as pattern # 5 : A womanhood ain't complete, unless she spreads the Word. Basically, she's expected to fetch other snowy women into the program just like her friend Sherri had done with her.

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

The End