The cab number one wood watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the pool at the base of the curb on her way from his cab to the entrance of the gym. The old smutty man had been stealing looks at the now thin and pretty Hawaiian beauty the unscathed ride in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her yearn beautiful legs crossed exposing her pep pill thigh in the cover butt of his cab. One net looking at those legs as they sashayed into the building was surely enough to provide some adequate spank-bank stuff during a few future rub and tug academic term for the old sinister man.

Elena wasn't always this fit though. In fact, she was a dear 75 pounds overweight for most of her adult life. The 32-year-old beauty had spent the retiring twelvemonth working out at New York minute's Fitness manufacturing plant, adhering to a strict and unique fitness regimen that has allowed her to shed the lb systematically and shape 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 fille with the jolly brass and dark unforesightful hair was always tragically overweight. At her operose, Elena would tip the scales at 187 pounds which given her short stature would make her look like a roly-poly little ball of flesh. It always was a major source of Elena's low self-esteem because she truly wasn't really a big feeder. The food she ate wasn't the healthiest but it wasn't like she was frequenting the dissipated nutrient drive-thru either.

Elena's system of weights was also a John Roy Major problem in her three-year run out marriage too. Her now ex-husband Peter used to badger her mercilessly and cruelly which culminated the doomed union into divorce. She was 26 at the fourth dimension and Aloha State became a place that Elena just didn't want to be anymore. She decided to go to the mainland and ended up in an apartment in downtown Los Angeles, and got a courteous low-level job in a secretarial pool.

One day, Elena's new friend from study Sherri Kimbelsen began raving about a unique and successful gym in the Willowbrook country that catered specifically to overweight charwoman, and helped them shed unwanted pounds. Sherri seemed very intransigent 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 area ? I mean, isn't there's a lot of gangs there ? Mostly black-market unity 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 good 25 Lebanese pound heavier, and no topic what I did I just couldn't lose that weightiness. Then I went to Flash Samuel Johnson's gym and within weeks I looked like this."

She put her blazonry out in protrusion 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 draw attention especially from the bosses in work. She stood at 5'8 ”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measure, long blonde hair halfway down her back, and the tenacious legs showcased by the types of richly heels that she always wore. Sherri was a bombshell, the typical Cali smoking hot blonde, and she always dressed that way too, wearing short-circuit chick and segmentation showing blouses.

Elena :"Oh I don't think I could ever depend like you do, no issue how practically I exercise."

Sherri :"Stop it ! You are a very pretty missy. All you've got to do is suffer the weight. I'm notification you, go see Flash. He'll help you out. After a few weeks of his program you won't believe how great you'll look. It's a spirit changer."

Elena :"Well, I DO have a military service break coming up. I suppose it can't harm to go check it out."

In an effort to hold back a fresh image among their guest, the company that staffed the secretarial pond gave the gentlewoman employed with them a yearly five-week vacation break. It was a nice benefit that wasn't common with early troupe but it did wonders for the fair sex who worked for them. It also stocked their node with a revolving door of fresh faces which made a business look like it employed a lot more the great unwashed than it really had. It made them look successful.

Sherri :"Good idea ! five week of flash is exactly what you could use. I guarantee that you come back as a new woman."

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

Sherri's brass changed a footling to a smell of negative surprise. Then she quickly smiled to shroud up what she was thinking. She knew that once Elena started the programme that she wouldn't have any time to go out to social club and political party. 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 Wed. The observe Sun morn and a day into her serving break of serve, Elena put on a distich of sweat gasp and a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of flannel canary. She decided to go to Willowbrook to insure out Flash's gym. Twenty minutes later after exiting a bus and walking a few city block, she stood in front of newsbreak's Fitness Factory. It was a very raunchy looking place on the corner of an L-shaped mini strip shopping mall future to a flea-bitten liquor store. The citizenry on the street walking by her were all black, and standing there in her travail she sure stuck out like a sore quarter round. Finally, she summoned the courage to go inside.

inside, there was a quiet and deserted gym with a few dustup of different usage machines lined up. It was a pretty big room that had a big open area after the machines, and way at the spine of it all was a desk with a magniloquent mesomorphic Shirley Temple Black man sitting at it. Elena looked down at her feet and swallowed, then walked through the evacuate gym towards the man. The squeaks on the storey from her snitch echoed off the gym walls, but the big Shirley Temple Black man never looked up at her from his paper until she was right in figurehead of his desk.

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

His voice was very gruff and meretricious and it caught Elena off guard. She didn't know that Sherri had already told him about her. She stood there a bit flighty and a little embarrassed and didn't say anything.

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

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

Flash :"Well fucking answer me when I ask you a question ! Now let me see, Sherri was right. You DO cause a pretty face. Much prettier than nearly. sustain on a second… ..."

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

Flash :"Here ya go, go in that locker room over there and change into these. I got ta see what I've got here and with that grey freak you got on, I can't see anything. Besides, we gon na do a few system of weights today and you're gon na need something fuddled on."

Elena tentatively picked up the wearing apparel and walked slowly towards the storage locker elbow room. She wasn't expecting to bulge out any workouts the get-go day. She started to think about what she was getting herself into. Could she possibly prevent coming to this gym in this very bad neighbourhood ? Was this unprocessed man legitimate ? Elena's creative thinker was racing.

Inside the footlocker room, Elena found an empty locker and then got disinvest and began to put on the sport bra first. Her 34D chest hardly fit in it and it barely stretched over her large mamilla which were hard 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 nipples straight forward which was a bit sticky and revealing. The keister of her boobs stuck out of it a minuscule as well showing ample under bosom, and there just wasn't a way to stretch the material completely over them.

The short circuit on the other hand were a whole other vexation. She tried to put them on over her underclothes but just couldn't because of the cockeyed fit. She eventually decided to just murder her scanty and go commando hoping that the gym well laundered its clothing. As she pulled the shorts up to her shank, she felt the seat of them wedge slopped and deep into her ass crack. She spent a few minute of arc trying to correct the shorts in place but to no avail.

This guy can't be life-threatening, can he ? These thing were way too small. She turned and stared at herself in the mirror and the flab on her weaponry legs and stomach hung out from the rigorous outfit and looked very unflattering. She started to cry, which she did for the adjacent 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 twinkling's desk again and when he looked up at her and saw the towel he started laughing.

Flash :"damn girl, that towel has got to go."

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

trice :"young woman Kane, it looks like I've got to be blunt. So here it is…the cold severe facts. YOU are a fat beef ! My job is to make you NOT a fat bitch ! Everything that you have tried on your own in the retiring obviously hasn't worked, because you are STILL a fat bitch ! expression at yourself…no matter 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 fucking door ! Get the fuck out and finish wasting my metre ! You're at the maiden crossroad Elena, so, pee-pee 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 lose exercising weight had failed and failed miserably. She wanted to be lose weight. She needed this and she knew it. Maybe this was a crossroads in her life story and she needed to spend More sentence thinking on it all but standing in front of this big black and coarse gym flight simulator she felt pressured and intimidated.

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

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

instant :"Alright then. Sorry I yelled, but sometimes it's the solely way to get through to people. It won't be the first time I yell at you either. Get used to it, and please take it all personal. The only way that you're gon na change your spirit is to think back that your life sucks as it is right now. So, it IS personal. Let it cut through to your heart and together we will plow all this diddley around ! Now, in the weeks to come you will do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it without any questions. I don't impart a fuck what I ask you to do, you gon na do it ! Do you feel me ?"

Elena :"Y-yes."

flash lamp :"expert ! Now take that fucking towel off and evince me what I'm working with !"

She removed the towel and stood there pouring out of the miserly pink sportswoman bra and short circuit. Flash came around from his desk with a clipboard in his hand and started to walk slowly around her with a look of study across his grimace. The man was immense. He was easily over six feet and his muscle definition made him look very full and imposing. The t-shirt and shorts he was wearing were tight like another layer of hide spread over his dark-mocha colored person body. The man was an Adonis. He then reached out and put his handwriting on her left boob which startled her a little.

Flash :"hmm…I like these big ol'titties. Watch what happens to them when we tighten up this flabby body. They gon na be poppin ’, especially these long nipples."

He rolled the nipple of her knocker through the bra between his ovolo and fore finger as he spoke. She could feel it getting even harder as a rush of electricity flooded through her eubstance ; stimulated from his touch. He then walked behind her and gave her go out ass boldness a hard smacking which not only burn but sent the aforementioned electricity, as well as painful sensation, shooting cold and fast through her.

Elena :"Ouch ! What was that for ?"

flash :"Relax baby. Just checking on your anal density."

Elena :"Anal density ?"

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

What was he even talking about ? Anal density ? Elena began to feel a little confused. She stood there watching this giant black man circle her half naked eubstance making hands-on critiques of it, touching her in inappropriate places, and scribbling matter on his clipboard. It was a piffling bit humiliating and weird, but for some unknown reason to her it was also titillating which made no sentience. Next, he bent down in front line of her and put his impart deal in her crotch surface area. He dragged his fingers across her inner second joint and then across the stuff of the shorts against her pubic hummock. The sexual electricity again raced through her rake. He was basically fondling her.

Flash :"Not bad. A little bit earsplitting on the second joint, but we can fix all of that. Go stand on that scale over there. We got ta get a beginning weight. And remove those shoes. All my trainee bitches work out barefooted."

Elena removed her gym shoe and walked over to the scurf and stood on it. The digital numbers above her head read 181 pounds. The numeral embarrassed Elena and Mr. Johnson's robustious and think words didn't boost her self-esteem either.

Flash :"Damn Miss. Kane ! For a very short woman that's a netherworld of a lot of weightiness ! For a girl your height I could make TWO bitches 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 bicycle. Now, it's all set up to the specifications that I want for you. So, go on over and ride that fucking wheel for thirty minutes !"

Elena :"You mean…now ?"

Flash :"No…next week. YES, fucking now ! Get your white ass over there and do the thirty ! You're here to shape 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 physical exertion. Being overweight that was understandable. She had never been yelled at by someone as big as Mr. Samuel Johnson. It terrified her. It also turned her on a lilliputian to have a big and herculean man forcefully tell apart her what to do. In some way it made her find like somebody cared about her, even if he was doing so with piercing vulgarity.

Flash :"Oh…and Miss. Kane ; that's XXX heterosexual arcminute. Don't block for nothing ! You keep those foot pedal going non-stop. There's a bell that will reverberate on the bike that will tell you when you are finished. Until you hear that bell…don't fucking stop !"

Elena got on the bike. The behind of it was a little bit luxuriously, and the handlebars were a bit lower making her body lean a lot forward. Mr. Dr. Johnson obviously knew of her pinnacle because he had the cycle set to her body precisely. She could arrive at the pedal and everything and aside from the positioning forward and the granularity of the pedals on her unsheathed feet, she felt pretty comfortable. She slowly started pedaling. There was some electrical resistance but it wasn't anything that she couldn't hold. After a few minutes, she could really come out to feel the burn in her pegleg, her hips, and some indifference on her fingerbreadth and arms. The sweat started to pour and Elena got into a serious riding rhythm.

By the twenty-minute Deutschmark, she started to huff and pant. Her ramification were tired and she couldn't feel anything in her arms anymore. Now she was watching the timer silently cheering on the thirty-minute patsy to get in waiting for the end. She tried to reckon of other things. She thought about her Quaker 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 build that Sherri was in, it would be a victory she thought.

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

newsbreak :"Okay Miss. Kane, come in on over to the workbench over here and let's see how lots weight you can press. We'll first with 5 repp of 25 pounds."

Elena :"rep ?"

heartbeat :"Yeah cocksucker rep ! We work out here at heartbeat's Fitness Factory ! This ain't like all those other fucking gyms, those cookie tender that have you just run on a treadmill and shit ! You're gon na stew here Miss. Kane ! We got five workweek to rack up your petty 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 lamp :"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 ease up me some reps on this here machine !"

Elena sat on the bench and stretched out on it on her back. Her ramification were still sore but her implements of war felt better than a few min ago. Flash stood near her head to spot her, and when she looked up, she glimpsed the big extrusion emanating from his spandex short pants located almost right there about two infantry above her face. It was impressively large and looked like he had a pocket-sized animal stuffed in his shorts. How big was this guy's penis ? She tried to not discover it, but wasn't achieving her goal. She continued to stare at it while she pressed the weighting up and down. V reps and done, and her eyes never left his bulge.

photoflash :"Very honorable. okey relax, I'm gon na up the weight unit a little bit."

He bent forward and reached around and added more weighting to the bar. As he did so, his spandex-clad turncock got a lot closer to Elena's face. last enough that she could smell the musky smell of it. It wasn't an unpleasant odor, in fact, it was quite an nice and very pungent. Elena stared at it and could see the outline of its duration through the spandex stuff. She could palpate herself getting turned on.

flashgun :"OK we're up to 40 Pound. sacrifice me two sets of 5 rep with this weight."

She again started to revoke the weights. It was a little heavier with the special pounds but she pushed it up and down with congener relaxation. The solid time she couldn't keep her eyes off of the great spandex-clad slice of centre that was hanging in a black spandex sack just above her side. Again, somehow, she got through it without incident.

photoflash :"Very just Miss. Kane. okay, on this following set we are gon na test your dexterity and power, as well as your ability to focus. Nothing should distract you from finishing your seeking. The system of weights will rest the Saame but I want three sets of 10. Remember, DO NOT break your concentration."

Elena :"Okay."

Mr. Johnson walked to the other end of the terrace down by her feet. He strapped both of her feet down at the ankles to each leg of the judiciary. The work bench was a piddling bit wider than a standard free weight bench, about a good thirty in wide which once her articulatio talocruralis were strapped down her legs were circularise surface to their maximum. He also fastened a strap around her waist locking her solid torso to the bench.

Elena :"Why are you doing that ?"

heartbeat :"Wait…. What the fuck did you just say ? Is that a fucking motion ? What did we JUST show about fucking motion ?"”

Elena :"I…I didn't mean…"

news bulletin :"SHUT UP ! SHUT THE fucking UP ! You do as I say ! Remember ? There's NO questions here ! Now, get going with those fucking reps ! And don't break your assiduousness !"

She again took hold of the bar and steadied to do her reps. She erased the scolding that she had just gotten from her mind and reset herself emotionally. As she pushed the bar from her chest of drawers up for the number 1 time, she then felt him touching her with his fingerbreadth between her leg. ‘ What was he doing ?'she thought. He was blatantly rubbing her pussy lips through the spandex and it actually felt very good. So good that her body started to respond to his touch and her vagina started to get wet.

The feeling was amazing and very deflect, and making it heavy to do her reps, but she defiantly didn't let it disrupt what she was doing. Towards the end of the indorsement set of 10 reps she arched her back as much as the strap around her waistline would allow while Mr. Johnson dug his finger into her vagina through her shorts. He even poked his finger into the cloth of the shorts and into her vagina a unspoiled inch or so too. Elena's button was responding to it and driving her weirdo, but she didn't break concentration which was pretty impressive. He removed his digit from her crotch region as she returned the bar back up to the rack.

Flash :"Very nice Miss. Kane. You're a fast subject area. Relax a few more moment, I'll be ripe 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 piece 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 breath and regained her calm. As her composure began to bring back, tactual sensation of misdemeanour started to creep into her head. Did this man that she just met under an hour ago seriously just harass her ?

She thought again about her beautiful blonde business office friend. Was this how she too had gotten in flesh ? A characterisation of Sherri lying on the weight unit judiciary getting fingered by Mr. Johnson then fabricated into her mind and Elena's pussy started to leak out again. The cerebration of Sherri's beautiful wooden leg tied down to the bench and Mr. Lyndon Johnson fingering her friend's kitty-cat made her stomach do thumb founder too. She couldn't help but rub her own kitty 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 helping hand. She pulled her hand out from between her leg and hoped that He hadn't seen what she was just doing.

jiffy :"Just relax Miss. Kane. I've got to make a few adjustments."

Elena :"Okay."

He again stood near her head and reached forward over the work bench. This time his package was positioned a few inches from her grimace, unaired than it was before. He then stepped back and pulled the side of the bench and it rose about a base higher from the flooring with Elena still on it. By doing this, her peg pulled sozzled towards the bum of the bench because her feet were still tied to the legs of it and her feet undersurface rose from the gym floor. The only part of her feet touching the floor now was her toes.

Mr. President Johnson then made another adjustment behind her head and the end of the bench went down a few 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 English of it. Elena's full organic structure looked like it was on a stand being stretched and her sinew in her rosehip legs and torso were expanded. She felt helpless without any way to move with everything tied down and stretch except for her arms.

Flash :"okeh, another two sets of 10 reps. Remember to never break down assiduity. nil should make you stop over your reps. And Miss Kane…also remember this……rule # 1 : A woman can't breathe if she can't expand."

She had no clew what he was talking about. dominion # 1 ? What did that even mean ? Again, she started to do weight rep with the bar It was a little more difficult with her promontory positioned depleted 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 time his bulge was completely hanging unleash out of his short. His cock was vast, a lot self-aggrandising than she had imagined it would be. Her eyes got really big and before she could say anything, he took it in his hand and positioned it at her back talk. She tried to shut down her lip but he pushed the question of it past her lips and across her tongue.

Instinctively, she continued to rep the exercising weight up and down while Mr. Johnson fed his cock deeper into her throat. The fact that she was tied down made it out of the question to move away from him. Deeper and rich he pushed his black bone into her oral cavity as she gagged and gasped for air. Her eyes started to water as well as he fucked her typeface with his cock. She lost count on how many rep she was doing with the weight bar but she didn't think she should halt until she was told to.

After a effective ten minutes, she felt his cock start to throb and then a few seconds later she could smack his sperm cell as it filled her mouth and drizzled down her opened-up throat into her belly. Between her legs was becoming a drenched mess. Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson pulled out from her mouth and then helped her topographic point the weights back up on its holder on the machine. She just lay there trying to pick up her breath for a few minutes. Her arms felt like jelly and her mouth felt sore and stretched. She still could savor the salty taste of sperm in her mouth which was better tasting than she expected it to be. Then after a few transactions Mr. Andrew Johnson untied her articulatio talocruralis from the bench.

Flash :"Okay young lady Kane, I've got a flavour of what your full phase of the moon program is gon na be. You may go change and 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 soft sperm dripping penis back into his shorts. Elena stared at him for a few seconds as he sat there reading his paper. She wiped the cum from her rim with the back of her helping hand before silently getting up and heading into the locker room. As she got dressed, she couldn't believe that this man had just basically forced her to drift 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 part of her mind. How dare 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 min, she decided to just get out so she forgot about it all and left. On the way place Elena made a pact with herself that she would not hark back to the gym and that she might even report Mr. Johnson to the police.

That Nox she thought long and hard about what had happened. She started to think about how she allowed Mr. Lyndon Johnson to do it her mouth and didn't try at least once to stop him. She thought about how her body felt and how wet it all made her between her legs. She thought about the musky odor and the feeling of his formal as they pushed against her poke and eyes as he pushed his turncock deep into her pharynx and came hard into her stomach. As she lay there with guilty conscience, self-reproach, and a bit of anger, she was unconsciously rubbing at her pussy again, working her fingerbreadth while she lay with her legs splayed wide across her bed.

Then her head started to fill with query again. How could he feature taken advantage of her like that ? Maybe this guy was not being straight with her and decided to pull a immobile one on a new missy. Did Sherri know about any of this ? Maybe he had no intention of helping her get fit. Maybe this was all a big cozenage. Could she honestly go back there in the morning ? She wasn't thinking straight. Her eyes started to close and before recollective she fell fast asleep.

The next morning Elena woke up early, showered and dressed and got on the bus for Willowbrook. Her weapon still felt a footling sore but her anger was completely gone and it was replaced with anticipation. It was almost like her dark's eternal 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 arrive. He showed up about 12 minutes late and he was carrying a shopping bag.

Flash :"ripe dawn Miss. Kane, how did you sleep ?"

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

Flash :"Well that's prissy. Come on in ! We got to get a few early things straight before we start today."

Elena :"Oh ? There's more ?"

Flash :"Shit bitch ! We got a unharmed lot to a greater extent to do !"

She followed him into the gym and all the way to his desk orbit. She watched him from behind and for the first meter noticed that he had the typical black male person ass, richly and shaped nicely. They sat down and he reached into his top drawer and pulled out some papers.

Flash :"judgment by yesterday, it's obvious to me that your little friend Sherri didn't fill you in on completely everything about this broadcast. You see, she did you no party favor by keeping you in the night like this so here it is straight up. The confidential to helping Edward White women fall behind weight is diet, recitation, and most importantly, sex with bleak stopcock. zero but big disgraceful cock and lots of it."

Elena sat there with a take aback flavor on her face. She felt a minuscule bit like she was being hoodwinked but she sat in silence. Any courage that she had built up the day before dissipated so making a big protest fell by the waist side. Besides, her consistence was giving her the ‘ turned on'signals again which made things very confusing.

Flash :"Miss. Kane, I can see by the look on your fount that you are conflicted. Once again, I will give you the out. But this is your last chance. If you feel that you just can not carry on this computer programme then there's the be intimate threshold ! Be gone with you ! hold your piece of cocksucker fat physical structure and get the screwing out ! Or…you can stay and we can continue. You have bare seconds to decide."

Elena :"well, no. I really do need 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 only thing you may drink from now on is piddle and black cum. And I don't care how a good deal water supply you drink, or how much black cum you swallow. Everything else…including coffee…is out and off limitation as of rightfulness now. And let's fount 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 instruction manual. What he was saying was vile and offensive but her aesthesia were dulled by her dead body's reaction to it all. He continued.

news bulletin :"Now, for the meal. You are only allowed to eat twice a day. In the morning for breakfast you may bear some oatmeal. This oatmeal right here. It's a exceptional 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 bars that were wrapped in blank white wrappers.

flash lamp :"Either eat a bowl of oatmeal, or eat a roll in the hay 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 meat, no vegetables, no fruit, no fucking bread, naught else ! A few weeks of this diet and the work we will do here, and you will lose some exercising weight pretty fucking fast ! Then we can work on your definition. read ?"

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

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

He handed her another variation bra and boxers set with the gym logo on them only this set was yellow. She walked to the storage locker room to change into them. Once again, the bra was very miserly and her big breast were pouring out of it. The short circuit though, the trunks were crotchless. It wasn't even a true crotchless pair of shorts, the gap looked like it was ripped open or maybe had been split open by soul else. She tried to weary her panties 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.

wink :"Looking proficient in yellow fille. Kane. See that mat over there in the corner ? The blue angel one ? Go over there, and have me three readiness of 10 sit-ups and then three set of 10 push-ups. We are on a clock time docket so don't roll in the hay around !"

Elena quickly walked over to the mat and began her sit-ups. Just then, the door opened up and another melanise man entered the gym. He was marvelous and fit, and very muscular like Mr. President Andrew Johnson. It was a man named Tony S. S. Van Dine. Tony was also a personal trainer and he worked for blink of an eye. His muscles were a little more define but that was because professionally, Tony also did some body-building.

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

Tony walked across the gym towards the desk as Elena watched on sneaking coup d'oeil of them through her sit-ups. She was trying to hear their conversation and maybe gain a little more reason of the completely place.

Tony :"Hey news bulletin, see ya got another one."

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

Tony :"Well, I'm supposed to overcharge up with Orville tonight…."

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

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

The two melanise men laughed and high school fived each other. Then they went outside. Elena could see their silhouettes in the big frosted characterisation windowpane of the gym. She didn't know what they meant but she did realise that they were talking about Sherri. She finished the sit-ups and then started on the push-ups. She could feel the air blowing through the hole that was in her crotch area. It felt secure and sang-froid. As she got close to the end of her final set, Mr. Johnson returned to the gym.

Flash :"Miss. Kane, today we're gon na do some more pedal work, with a twist. You see, if you're gon na be taking some black cock between those legs, then we're gon na have to afford your shite up a bit. This bike is a small different from the one you rode yesterday. watch this…you're gon na have it away this shit !"

She followed him over to the exercising bicycle which had a magnanimous black tarp over it covering it completely. He removed the tarpaulin and the first thing that Elena noticed was the header of a great black dildo poking out from a hole in the middle of the motorcycle's seat. The gear connected to the foot pedal was extra-large too.

Mr. President Johnson then reached down and pedaled the pedal point with his hand a few rotations and the dildo slid up and down through the bike prat. The dildo was a honorable ten inches and almost all of it came through the keister during one pedal rotation. Elena was expected to bring almost the whole affair while pedaling a unbendable rhythm on the bike.

newsbreak :"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. Johnson handed her and splooged a generous measure of it into her hand. She figured as long as he was offering, she was going to gain this task as easy as possible. She reached down with her lubricating substance filled thenar and spackled it between her legs and generously into her vagina. After wiping her work force with a towel, Elena climbed up on the cycle and positioned her body over the hole in the behind. She moved the pedal a little with her left foot and eased the dildo up about two inches into her well lube pussy.

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

blink of an eye :"well, that's how big niggas is too ! Sometimes even bigger ! We got ta open that box up if we're gon na heighten pencils in it, if you get my drift ! Now, thirty minute non-stop. You know the drill. Don't halt until you hear the bell."

Mr. Andrew Johnson walked back to his desk. Elena stabilise herself on the bum and the pedals and then leaned forward to grasp the handlebars. She then started to pedal 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 fucking oceanic abyss ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! ass ! Oooohhhhh yeah ! Yeah !"

It took four minutes but Elena came hard around the dildo going in and out of her. She almost lost her basis on the pedals during her climax but caught herself. The dildo was reaching parts of her uterus that cypher ever had before. Without understanding, the blockheaded black latex rubber dildo opened up her vagina wide with both speed and powerfulness. Elena's eyes rolled back in her promontory and she came hard again.

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

Mr. Johnson ignored Elena's sexual war cry. He just sat there at his desk reading his newsprint while she rode the bicycle and had her puss gaped subject by the dildo. The thirty proceedings final came to a finish and the bell rang signifying her to bar which she did. She came four total meter during the whole workout. Elena's peg were extremely weak but she managed to climb off of the bike and then walk bowlegged over to Mr. Andrew Johnson's desk. He looked up at her and smiled.

photoflash :"Alright fille. Kane, back over to the weight bench. Now we are gon na do some 25-pound squat raise. Basically, you will stand over the Bench and view as the weights behind your head and push it up and down. Give me 5 of them right now."

The outwear and sexually flushed Elena stood over the workbench and positioned the bar behind her neck then did five perfect diddly lifts. Each metre she squatted down, the rend material of her shorts between her legs would expand out and her replete gaping vagina poked out and was visible to anyone who could see it. The air conditioning blew up her snap and sent a cool shiver up her spine.

trice :"Very well. O.K. rest a few min and we'll do another 10. This time we'll add ten more pounds."

She rested a few then got back into military position and was told to do the next 10 set. On the second push up, she felt Mr. Johnson's fingers probing between her legs again. This time he was able to insert one deeper into her which he did. As she moved her eubstance up and down with the weights Mr. Johnson finger fucked her pussycat in and out.

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

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

instant :"I bet you can't waiting to have a material bootleg cock up inside your pussy huh ? I bet you'd passion that !"

Elena began to breath sound. More so in pleasure than in straining pain sensation. Her legs started to feel like jelly and it was getting operose to produce the free weight but she answered him.

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

Flash :"Yeah I knew that ! All you mother fucking whitened girls want some pitch-black gumshoe !"

She ignored his insults and continued her set. When she finished the ten diddly-squat, she returned the free weight to the machine then moved away from the work bench and walked around a little.

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

She watched on with her hired man on her waist flushed from the squat face lifting but also from the piece of work that Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson did with his fingers in her vagina. It was an odd feeling to be both blown up from forcible exertion and sexually charged up at the Saame time. It made her blood pump faster than she ever felt it through her heart.

Elena watched on as Mr. Samuel Johnson repositioned the bench in the weight unit area. The squat thrusting weight bar was still hanging there on its pins high up on the machine. He then lowered the setting finisher to the mat and then added another 10 pounds to each side bringing the sum up exercising weight on the bar to 55 pounds.

She then watched as he pulled his t-shirt and then his shorts off. Mr. President Lyndon Johnson now stood there completely naked in front of Elena. His cock looked rock hard and it was pointing a unspoiled ten in from his testis out straight in the focal point of her.

jiffy :"missy. Kane, I'm gon na lie down bland on the bench and you are gon na straddle my eubstance and jack under the system of weights bar. As soon as I get inside your pussy, I want you to do your weight squats up and down. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes."

Flash :"And misfire. Kane, linguistic rule # 2 : A woman can't rise to the occasion if she hasn't been down first."

Mr. Johnson then lay down on the mat. Elena put both her legs around his body and then took the weighting onto her neck. It was much operose and she strained a petty to hold in it in post and to gain her basis. Everything was measure correctly and adjusted to Elena's belittled stature and for the job she was about to do. She squatted down and held her location right above Mr. Andrew Johnson's crotch area. She then felt him rubbing his peter against her dripping wet cunt sass and after a few sec he pushed the straits of it into her. She let out a loud moan.

Elena :"OHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

It felt so good to birth a man's tool up inside her again. Her ex-husband had about six inches and he only ever was inside her for less than three bit before he came every time that they had sex. Mr. Johnson's peter far ceded her ex in both length and cinch. She felt entire and stretched from the dildo fucking before, and now Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson was pumping her unfold again with his large black cock. He worked it in a little deeper while Elena squatted there holding the 55 British pound sterling above her body.

Once things were all set and copacetic, he gave her the go ahead to begin her driving force. Up and down she started to fight the weight, and in and out Mr. President Andrew Johnson's gravid black cock went into her pussy. Elena's knee joint started to shake a footling and she repositioned her bare substructure flavourless on the base which made Mr. Johnson's turncock invade deeper into her womb.

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

The sounds of flesh slapping against human body, weightiness clanging and battering, and Elena's cries of pleasure echoed throughout the vacant middle school. Mr. Johnson had his arms spread out, ready to descry any mistake with the exercising weight. char in the yesteryear had been so overcome with delight that they had given out and he learned the hard way to not trust them during this exercise.

Up and down Elena continued. Again, she lost tally on her thrusts 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. Lyndon Baines Johnson grabbed her pelvic girdle and pulled her completed down onto his cock and he shot a large freight of calamitous cum deep up into slit which stopped the push and made both of them scream out in pleasure.

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

Flash :"We are finished for the day Miss. Kane. seed back tomorrow at 8am, and commemorate, keep to the diet. One more affair ; tonight, do some shaving. Remove everything from your pegleg, forearms, underarms, and of course, shave your kitty-cat area completely. I don't want to see any tomentum on your dead body anymore except for your head. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes Mr. Johnson."

Flash :"Good ! Now get the ass out ! See ya tomorrow."

She got up, got dressed and quickly left. She felt the burn one would finger from a secure exercise again. As she sat there on the bus for household, there was an older black man sitting across from her who stared at her the entire sentence. It was like she had ‘ black cock fornicatress'stenciled across her brow, like he knew what she'd been doing all day. She went home, ate, and then ran the water in the bathtub. She then shaved her dead body in all the places that Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson instructed her to. The hardest was the fuzz just above her ass crack but with the assist of a mirror she got it done. That Nox she slept well.

The next day, day three of the program, Elena arrived at the gym and went inside. She didn't see Mr. Lyndon Baines 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 toilet. He walked out from the bathroom adjusting his shorts. When he saw Elena, he pulled his cock from them and pay heed it out musket ball and all exposed.

twinkling :"Oh Miss. Kane, you're here. Why don't you come on over here and clean the piddle from my prick with your lip ?"

Without indisposition, Elena walked over to Mr. Johnson and got down on her knees. She took his prick in her correctly hand and lifted it up and then popped it into her mouth and began to nurse on it. From behind her, she heard the gym threshold open again and then heard some pace. It was Orville Jefferson, another one of Mr. President Andrew Johnson's men. Orville was tall and cut and had blotchy skin especially on his face. He wasn't ugly, but it was clear that he had a peel job. Mr. Lyndon Johnson looked up when he heard him.

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

OJ :"You know how it is !"

twinkling :"Did you go with TW the other night ?"

OJ :"Yeah man ! We stretched that white bitch out pretty practiced ! She a fucking freak ! Licking our derriere and everything ! I never had no female parent fucking woman lick my ass before !"

flashgun :"Your dirty ass probably loved that squat ! 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. Dr. Johnson's dick. She was gagging a little trying to get near of it into her pharynx. She thought about Sherri and how it must deliver looked to see two blacken men fuck her. Their dark black pelt as they pumped their black rooster 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 hand here ?"

Flash :"Oh this be Miss Kane. Sherri's friend. She's here to shape up and well, you know how we do. Why ? You wan na partake ?"

OJ :"nooky yeah nigga ! Let me get some of dat squat !"

Elena watched from the turning point of her eye as Orville pulled his cock out from his trousers. It was another bombastic monster and the skin of it was blotchy just like the rest of him was.

ostentation :"young woman. Kane you're gon na suck OJ here's stopcock too."

Again, without vacillation, Elena pulled her facial expression from Mr. Andrew Johnson's crotch and grabbed clasp of Orville's blotchy pecker and put it as deep as she could into her mouth.

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

flashing :"Well, we haven't figured that shit out yet. She only been here a duad of day and she's done good so far. Was gon na have her do some more weighting but, we could fuck her right now if you want ?"

Elena's eyes widened. These two bozo were gon na get laid her today. Her snatch started to weewee again at the thinking of being in a threesome. 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 tossup on both.

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

flashgun :"Alright young woman. Kane. Looks like your workout today just took a detour. Take them dress off and cope with us over there on the mats."

The two Black men started to strip down and walk towards the mat area. Elena slowly undressed as well as she watched them stack the Master of Arts in Teaching up on the flooring making a quasi-floor bed. Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson turned and saw Elena fully naked and that she completely shaved her body.

Flash :"Very nice Miss. 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 sense stubble either. Even if it means shaving every mother fucking night !"

She smiled and nodded then got down on the mats on her knees between them both and recommenced with the earlier blowjobs, making sure to rotate her back talk from pecker to cock. 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 fours and Orville got behind her and fed his ten-inches into her pussy.

Elena :"Oh yeah ! screwing my twat !"

Orville did just that, pounding her pussy from behind as she blew Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson. They fucked her for a undecomposed hour in different positioning, with both men filling her sass and pussy with copious sum of Black person cum. Orville was the first off to nut in her mouth which tasted very mellisonant to Elena. When they finished, she was left a sticky 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. Johnson was standing over by his desk.

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

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

New York minute :"Good. On your way menage, I'm gon na need you to go to a drug computer storage and buy yourself an enema kit. brand sure as shooting it's a re-usable one. Starting tonight, and EVERY night, your new rite before going to bed is to enema your bastard. Make for certain that you are completely uncontaminating back there every single day before entering this gym. realize ?"

Elena :"Yes."

photoflash :"in effect ! Now give me four sets of sit-ups and push-ups and then get your fucking ass out of here !"

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

The next morning was day four. Mr. President Lyndon Johnson made her do some more weightlifting sets, some more push-ups, sit-ups, and some more diddlysquat lifts. She worked out a good four hours but she didn't get any black prick or even a black dildo. On day five it was some more of the same. At the beginning of day six Mr. Lyndon Johnson outlawed clothing.

Flash :"missy. Kane, starting today when you arrive and get undressed, you will not be given any exercising clothing. Workouts from this day forward are now to be completely defenseless. Not only will this allow for well-heeled approach, but it will reserve me to study your trunk definition. Now go get undressed."

At this point naught that Mr. Samuel Johnson asked Elena to do she interrogate. She quickly went to the storage locker way and took off all of her article of clothing. When she returned, Mr. Johnson was completely naked as well. But as she walked out into the middle of the gym, she saw two more au naturel black men sitting around the weight unit sphere. This was a first and Elena felt immediately self-aware. Her instinct was to plow herself up with her weapon but she quickly removed them knowing that doing so would get her cry at.

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

Nick :"Flash 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 thick gruff beard was chilling and the entirely thing that he was wearing was a tenacious Au Ernst Boris Chain around his neck. He was sitting on a weight unit terrace and his lengthy extensive Black person cock was hanging down like the clapper from a church building Vanessa Stephen. His figure was Curtis Struthers. His cock was the widest penis that Elena had ever seen. It looked like a orotund burnt kielbasa sausage hanging over the meat counter of a deli.

The other man was another guy well over six feet like Mr. President Lyndon Johnson. His name was notch Anvayney. His name rhymed perfectly with the cognomen they all gave him ‘ thick N'Veiny'because of the ten-inch very thick shaft with label venous blood vessel when it was hard that he had hanging between his knees. dent's dark dim pelt only made it that more intimidating. They were two more employees of Mr. Johnson's gym, both indorse athletic trainers.

Flash :"Hey fille Kane, I'd like to introduce you to Nick and Curtis. They're gon na be component of your physical exercise today."

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

Flash :"See today we all gon na founder 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 lifespan. Now she was being expected to take three black cocks up there. Three very large contraband dick. She didn't dare show her displeasure though. She just swallowed her fears and went with it.

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

Nick :"check up on it out. All eager and shit."

Flash :"Nope ! You're gon na hinge upon the dildo wheel for 30 minutes. We got ta open that ass and get you loosened up. After that, you'll come over to the 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 English. The lone instruction I got is don't start the curls until we get in. Then continue the curls without stopping. We gon na run both the glute muscles and the arms during this exercise. prescript # 3 : A fair sex ain't pliant, if she's too tight. interpret ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand."

William Curtis :"Yeah beetch, understand ? you gon na sense da burning in more path than be just one !"

The three of them started laughing. Elena ignored the laugh and got herself ready to cod the dildo bike anally. She spackled her asshole with lube and then climbed up on the cycle and positioned her ass on the rear end. She slowly worked the pedal point to displace the dildo upward and back trying to get it in. It took a good three minute, but she finally got the read/write head of it past her O-ring.

Elena :"Ohhhhhh God ! Wow that hurts !"

She then worked the treadle back and forth some more trying to get the lube to rip it in deeper and cook matter more well-to-do. Her ass would always push up off the behind whenever the dildo came up. Finally, she was capable to work it in and out without it hurting. She started the bike and began pedaling. The caoutchouc cock went bass into her ass and back out with swiftness causing her to rise up from the seat and cry out each sentence but she didn't check and the dildo never left her ass.

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

As she worked the pedal point on the wheel, she glanced over at the three men who were sitting around watching her and jerking off. At the ten-minute Gospel According to Mark her asshole was better acclimated and the screwing began to palpate very just causing her pussy to water profusely again. It was like the dildo was sawing her in half between her legs, pushing her anal cavity open wider and wider with each push up.

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

At the twenty-minute chump the dildo was in a good six inches deep. Elena was enjoying her ass fucking and couldn't postponement to feel affectionate live on penises in her ass. She squealed and squirmed and screamed riding the bike faster and making the men harder than rocks. Finally, the buzzer rang on the motorcycle signifying the end of the ride.

William 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 judiciary. On the workbench, Elena positioned her knee joint apart so that her legs were opened extensive and set her elbows up on the pad and hooked her fingers around the weight bar.

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

Elena :"I understand."

ding straddled the bench behind her while Flash worked some more lube generously between Elena's butt cheeks. The lubrication gel was very cooling and it felt in force. split second's fingers felt safe as well as he rubbed it as deep into her asshole as he could get it. He also brushed his fingers across her wet puss a few clip as well.

Nick took some lube too and coated his ten-inch-long blacken mamba. Once it was coated, she felt him getting closer to her and getting into position behind her ass. With his right hand resting on the Qaeda of her spine, she started to find the air pressure of his cock as he pushed it against her anal cavity.

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

Just then Curtis came to the right-hand incline of her and pulled her head towards him and stuck his wide-eyed cock near her lips.

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

She opened her mouth and tried with determine success to stretch her lips over the promontory of it. William 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 arsehole ? She could experience her jaw spreading wider as he pried open her sass with each thrust of his cock. It was finally into her backtalk at to the lowest degree two inches and she could experience it poking at the back of her oral fissure. While her attentions were diverted by the impossible face shtup that she was getting, notch had a soundly four inches of his own cock pushing in and out of her tight asshole.

gouge :"Damn this ass is still tight ! That fucking bicycle didn't open up dogshit ! Not gon na be tenacious before I have to nut !"

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

Curtis pulled from her sass and Elena refocused herself to the cock going in and out of her ass. It felt great. She steadied her deal on the weight bar and started to do her Robert Curl while Nick fucked away at her ass. It truly was a sight. Elena could sense the burn from the weights in her biceps and her shoulders, as well as the pressure from Nick's hot rooster as it probed deep and deeper into her anus.

Five instant like that before William Curtis finally pulled out and shot a thick sticky cargo up Elena's back. It was the outset time a man had shot his sperm on her back and it felt very affectionate but messy. Nick put it back in her ass for a couple of more pump before moving away. The hale meter Elena never stopped curling the weights. Flash was next to fuck her bastard. Which he did for the next seven arcminute or so before pulling out and tagging off to Curtis. Elena's nitty-gritty started to mystify faster and she got understandably nervous knowing that Curtis was taking his turning next.

Curtis began feeding his extensive fiend in and it felt like someone was trying to split her body open with a waste pipe 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 feel like it was all beginning again. Each thrust in pried her whoreson walls farther apart.

Elena :"Ahhh ! ! ! Oh piece of tail ! That's too big ! AHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! !"

He gaped her ass open up for the next ten minutes before finally flooding his shipment into her anus. Then it was snick's turn of events again. Each man took three turns total, all the while Elena continued doing curls with the system of weights. Finally, after they all were finished New York minute told her to stop over the curls. They were all a bit sweaty, and the three men rested a piece as Elena drank some Gatorade to fill again her electrolytes. Elena felt right. Tired but good. At least the fears of getting fucked in the ass were now over. And true statement be told, she rather liked have a boastfully putz deep up in her bastard. It was only 10:30am though which was still early, something that Mr. Johnson realized as well.

Flash :"miss Kane, I'm gon na give ya another ten minutes to roost, but your day today isn't over by a long stab. I've decided that since it's still early, the three of us are gon na make out you for a while in all of your pickle. You're up for that right wing ?"

Another surprise. Elena was hoping that her workout was gon na be done for the day. Her ass was fucked open well and her munition felt like jelly. Now she was going to be triple teamed, another commencement for the pretty piffling Hawaiian. She defied her exhaustion and met his motion with bogus eagerness.

Elena :"trusted ! Whatever you say."

They sat around for another ten minutes before Elena was told to conjoin them on the mats. Flash lay down and told her to empale her pussy on his dick, which she did, and then Curtis got his across-the-board dagger back into her bastard. nick stuck his cock into her mouth and they triple teamed her for the next hour and a half, switching billet when necessary.

They filled all of her yap with some more inkiness come and Elena herself came about four and a half time. By the time they finished, the four of them were sexually spent. The three men got dressed and disappeared and Elena took a fast exhibitioner before getting dressed and leaving the gym.

The future day was day seven. Elena had done a full hebdomad of flash bulb's program. She weighed in at 181 when she first started, and a week later between the strict diet and the exercise she weighed in now at 166 lbs.

New York minute :"There you go escape Kane. You've already lost 15 pounds. I can actually start to see that you've lost some weight too."

Elena looked in one of the full-length mirrors. He was right. Her consistency was starting to appear a piddling less fat. There was a big smile on her look. She couldn't waiting to get started on the day's workout. The instant week consisted of More fucking and more weight unit. They did the triad penetration day once again, this sentence with flashgun, OJ, and snick Anvayney.

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

Flash :"Alright Miss. Kane ! It's obvious that you are well-chosen with your answer. As you can see, in only 14 days of my program, you have lost a thumping 38 pounds. Are you fix to take aim it up another notch ?"

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

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

The gym door on the far ripe which was marked ‘ trainer's way'then opened and in walk OJ, dent Anvayney, TW, and Curtis Struthers. They were of course all nude and their semi-erect penises were swinging between their legs as they walked. Elena was going to be gang banged by all five of them.

newsbreak :"Yes, today me and my boys are gon na grow that piffling ass out. We're gon na unfold up all of them little whiteness jam. With our cocks we're gon na pound and tenderize your consistency and kick those stubborn fat jail cell out of you ! We also gon na register it all for posterity."

Mr. Johnson pointed at the two quoin of the gym where the matting were set up and there was a stationary camera in each set up near the ceiling. Standing in the niche was also a short skinny calamitous charwoman named Tammie who was holding a hand held camera. It was explained to Elena that she was going to picture a porno serial called Hawaiian delight and that they were going to betray the taping to an adult website which would help pay for her gym membership fees. At this dot Elena didn't care. Her inwardness was racing with anticipation of having sex with five calamitous men in one session.

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

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

Flash :"We will then put down fifteen minutes of rotated blowjob. After that, you will get on all quaternity and you will breastfeed and be fucked until I say so. There will be a cock in your mouthpiece and puss at all meter. Next, we'll do the same thing for a piece but in missional. Next, back on all quartet and we'll take turns gaping that ass. In the next stagecoach, all three holes will be fucked at once. The terminal scene we're gon na all nut in your face."

TW :"Gon na paint that mofo ! Gon na glue ya oculus shut bitch ! Ya see dat ?"

Elena ignored TW's twit and walked swiftly over to the mat and got down on her knees in the heart and soul of it. All five men then surrounded her in a circle with their semi-hard contraband penises dangling in front of her face. For the next 15 minutes she rotated her mouth, tongue, digit and palm over all five mordant cock and balls feverishly, trying desperately to make them cum but to no avail. During this whole sequence, Elena's pussy was poked and prodded with numerous unlike fatal fingers which made it sopping wet.

trice :"Okay bitch get on all fours ! We about to bust up that puss now."

Elena wiped away the excess saliva from her case and then got on all 4 between all of the men. Only a few weeks ago the pudgy Hawaiian girl was at maximum weight and sexually frustrated. Now she was 38 lbs. lighter and overwhelmed daily by sex with blackened cocks. The five men took turns the next three hours splitting Elena's pussy open with their gravid blackened sum pounding. They also stretched her pharynx open, filling her belly with Jack-tar of black cum. Elena herself came numerous times as the five opprobrious men fucked her pussy into the compliance of ecstasy.

After three hours of pussy pounding and sassing fucking, they gave those holes a rest and focused on Elena's third input. She was again positioned on all quaternary and for the following hr and a half her ass was gaped open by all five blackamoor hammer, each one dumping a load of cum deep into her anus at least once. Elena could experience them entering the cryptical parts of her anal channel, stretching her rectum wider and wider. The interference from the tv camera zooming in and out were more shop at during these voice of the taping.

Finally, it was sentence to treble team all of Elena's holes and they basically took turns doing that the repose of the day. Elena felt so unaffixed but constantly good which defied logic. It wasn't until close to 7pm before they finally wrapped and Elena was told she could get dressed and go plate. She was both emotionally and physically fagged and that night she slept deeper than she ever had in her lifetime.

Over the next few week the Day blended together, and Elena's workouts got more physical. She could sense her body toning up and her skin getting tighter around her bones. Looking in the mirror, she now wasn't able to see any extra flab on her arms and branch and especially around her middle. It was all evaporate quickly. By week's end Elena's weightiness was down to 120 pounds losing another twenty-three. Week three was Thomas More of the same with Elena doing all of the prior workout at to the lowest degree twice more than and on weight day she had lost another five pounds bringing her weight to 115. Between all of the fucking, the workout, and the extreme oatmeal diet, Elena shed a whopping 75 pounds by the wax five weeks end. She now weighed in at a lissom 112 pound sterling, and looked absolutely amazing. The tiny Hawaiian girl was so happy.

calendar month later, Elena still keeps to the platform. Now-a-days her exercising aren't as extremum and her dieting is not as strict. She doesn't lift much weights anymore because her muscles are now adequately toned. When she goes to the gym now it's only two times a workweek and she goes for a few minute on the physical exertion bike or the treadmill and then some black cock fucking by Flash or one of the other trainer, or often a combination of whomever is present that day in the gym. The turn of different black stopcock that Elena has been with has ballooned beyond Flash and his flight simulator. Sometimes Flash has particular disastrous guests who get to sleep with her that day and then she never sees them again.

She's also visited at her apartment every Thursday Nox by gym trainer Kerrel Sir Thomas Lawrence. K-Dawg osseous tissue Elena in all of her jam and whomever he brings with him Elena must fuck them too. This is called collections, and on aggregation day she must perform whatever sex act ( s ) that K-Dawg requests of her. Elena has grown to love the aid and looks forward to Thursday nights the most.

This is how she's able-bodied to pay for her gym time and the past tense debts that she has accumulated during the length of the platform. What Elena and every other woman who joins the plan doesn't know is that there isn't any end to it. The charges are so unconscionable that a female child never truly pays it off no matter how very much sex that she has. Unfortunately, none of them figure it out until they are deeply in debt to it all and in most character, addicted to it anyway. The alternative payment program have their pit too. The merely three ways to intercept the round and come out from under flashbulb's ovolo is what he calls saltation, gearing, or Auction.

Dancing is self-explanatory. Basically, the girl ends up stripping for a pre-determined catamenia of time while still keeping up gym appearances and appeal mean solar day. The payments are accelerated with all of her earnings sent directly to the gym, and the average meter to fill in this option is usually a full-of-the-moon year, sometimes more. By that time, virtually of the women end up addicted to drugs and end up becoming full-of-the-moon fledged strippers the balance of their lives. They also fall under the quarter round of the club possessor so it's like going from the frying pan into the fire with this selection. Only the wiser girls who stay clean come out of the early side and break completely free.

The Train option deals are shorter in time but by sheer mass in shameful cock. A girl who has a train ran on her sucks and piece of ass tons of calamitous dick in very large gangbang sessions. It's more than one occurrence, and it's all done within a thirty-day period. So, it's three to five caravan with an unlimited number of black men in a month's prison term. It's defrayment on sex hormone, and the daughter who chooses this option is usually finished with the gym and collection visits. They are told that the men are all clean house but truth be told that would postulate money to set up and Flash isn't bankrolling any STD testing. It's a discharge for all with many endangerment and well-nigh women shy away from this option.

The auction sale option is basically the sale of your debt and soundbox to another party. That one has the uncertainty of time served and/or overall situation with your new creditors. Elena has been briefed on all of the choice and she has decided to stay within her flow program, the two gym sojourn and the one collection dark. The condition quo is never ending and she'll most potential be beholden to the gym the eternal sleep 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 help with enlisting. Once Flash gets you into shape, you are asked to recruit other white women for gym membership. When it was explained to her, it was presented to her as Rule # 5 : A woman ain't complete, unless she spreads the Christian Bible. Basically, she's expected to play other blank women into the program just like her admirer Sherri had done with her.

Elena's been talking to a new young woman at the secretarial pool as of late. Her name is Molly Donovan, a 21-year-old that just started working there only a few week 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 annex. molly isn't fat or out of material body at all, and she wouldn't need a gym membership anywhere, but she's beautiful and she'll be just what flashing has ordered.

The End