The cab driver watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the puddle at the home of the curb on her way from his cab to the entrance of the gym. The old sinister man had been stealing looking at the now cut and pretty Hawaiian beauty the whole ride in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her yearn beautiful peg crossed exposing her upper second joint in the back posterior of his cab. One last aspect at those legs as they sashayed into the construction was sure enough to provide some decorous spank-bank fabric during a few future rub and tug Roger Sessions for the old nigrify man.

Elena wasn't always this fit though. In fact, she was a honest 75 pounds overweight for most of her adult living. The 32-year-old dish had spent the past year working out at twinkling's Fitness Factory, adhering to a strict and unique fitness regimen that has allowed her to shed the Egyptian pound systematically and determine Elena's consistency into a curvy joy to any man's eyes.

Growing up in Hawaii and raised by a Polynesian mother and a Caucasian Father-God, the 4'10"short female child with the fairly face and iniquity shortstop hair's-breadth was always tragically overweight. At her heaviest, Elena would tip the scales at 187 pounds which given her short height would crap her flavour like a tubby small ball of material body. It always was a Major source of Elena's low self-esteem because she truly wasn't really a heavy eater. The food she ate wasn't the hefty but it wasn't like she was frequenting the fast intellectual nourishment drive-thru either.

Elena's weight unit was also a John R. Major trouble in her three-year go wrong marriage too. Her now ex-husband pecker used to badger her mercilessly and cruelly which culminated the doomed union into divorce. She was 26 at the fourth dimension and Hawaii became a spot that Elena just didn't want to be anymore. She decided to propel to the mainland and ended up in an apartment in downtown Los Angeles, and got a overnice low-level job in a secretarial pool.

One day, Elena's new friend from work Sherri Kimbelsen began raving about a unique and successful gym in the Willowbrook field that catered specifically to overweight adult female, and helped them shed unwanted pounds. Sherri seemed very inexorable 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 person 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 good 25 pound heavier, and no matter what I did I just couldn't lose that weight. Then I went to Flash Johnson's gym and within week I looked like this."

She put her arms out in protrusion of her fit material body. 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 aid especially from the knob in piece of work. She stood at 5'8 ”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measuring, long blonde hair halfway down her book binding, and the foresighted peg showcased by the character of high gear dog that she always wore. Sherri was a bombshell, the typical Cali smoke hot blonde, and she always dressed that way too, wearing short chick and segmentation showing blouses.

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

Sherri :"Stop it ! You are a very pretty girl. All you've got to do is fall back the weightiness. I'm apprisal you, go see fanfare. He'll assistant you out. After a few week of his program you won't believe how great you'll look. It's a life history changer."

Elena :"Well, I DO have a avail break coming up. I suppose it can't hurt to go mark it out."

In an effort to keep a fresh image among their client, the ship's company that staffed the secretarial pool gave the dame employed with them a yearly five-week vacation jailbreak. It was a overnice benefit that wasn't commons with former companies but it did wonders for the women who worked for them. It also stocked their clients with a revolving doorway of new faces which made a business looking at like it employed a lot more people than it really had. It made them look successful.

Sherri :"soundly idea ! Five hebdomad 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. okeh, I'll do it ! But when I get thin you better require me out to some clubs."

Sherri's face changed a little to a aspect of negative surprise. Then she quickly smiled to pass over up what she was thinking. She knew that once Elena started the program that she wouldn't have any time to go out to clubs and party. In fact, there was a lot that Sherri wasn't telling her that Elena would soon discover out. Never-the-less, she promised.

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

That conversation was on a Wed. The be Sunday morning and a day into her service break, Elena put on a pair of sweat pants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt and a pair of egg white sneakers. She decided to go to Willowbrook to check out flash's gym. Twenty minute later after exiting a bus and walking a few pulley block, she stood in front of heartbeat's Fitness manufacturing plant. It was a very dingy looking place on the corner of an L-shaped mini strip mall next to a decrepit liquor memory. The the great unwashed on the street walk by her were all pitch blackness, and standing there in her sweat suit she sure stuck out like a sore thumb. Finally, she summoned the courageousness to go inside.

inside, there was a quiet and deserted gym with a few rows of unlike exercise machines lined up. It was a pretty big room that had a big open area after the simple machine, and way at the cover of it all was a desk with a tall hefty disgraceful man sitting at it. Elena looked down at her groundwork and swallowed, then walked through the empty gym towards the man. The squeaks on the floor from her sneakers echoed off the gym bulwark, but the big black man never looked up at her from his paper until she was right in front of his desk.

blink of an eye :"Ahh yes. I know exactly who YOU are. My daughter Sherri told me all about your little chunky ass."

His voice was very ill-humoured 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 nervous and a little embarrass and didn't say anything.

jiffy :"You're not a fucking mute, are you ? You're Elena Kane, right ?"

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

Flash :"fountainhead fucking answer me when I ask you a doubtfulness ! Now let me see, Sherri was right. You DO take a pretty face. Much prettier than well-nigh. Hold on a second… ..."

He bent down and reached into a lower draftsman of the filing locker behind his chair and pulled out a garden pink athletics bra and underdrawers set with the gym's logo on them. He then turned back around and tossed them on the desk in front end of Elena.

split second :"Here ya go, go in that footlocker room over there and alteration into these. I got ta see what I've got here and with that grey monstrosity you got on, I can't see anything. Besides, we gon na do a few weight today and you're gon na necessitate something tighter on."

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

Inside the storage locker room, Elena found an empty locker and then got strip down and began to put on the sport bra first. Her 34D knocker hardly fit in it and it barely stretched over her large tit which were hard and predominantly poking through the tight pink spandex material. It pushed her breasts up and together like a marvel bra would and pointed her rock-hard pap straight forward which was a bit embarrassing and revealing. The bottoms of her knocker stuck out of it a niggling as well showing rich under knocker, and there just wasn't a way to stretch along the material completely over them.

The shorts on the other script were a unanimous 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 commando hoping that the gym well laundered its wear. As she pulled the shorts up to her waist, she felt the seat of them wedge tight and mysterious into her ass cracking. She spent a few min trying to adapt the underdrawers in situation but to no avail.

This guy can't be serious, can he ? These things were way too little. She turned and stared at herself in the mirror and the flab on her blazonry peg and breadbasket hung out from the tight outfit and looked very unflattering. She started to cry, which she did for the future five minutes. 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.

flashgun :"tinker's damn young woman, that towel has got to go."

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

newsflash :"Miss Kane, it looks like I've got to be blunt. So here it is…the coldness grueling facts. YOU are a fat squawk ! My job is to score 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 ! Look at yourself…no matter what you've done to change, you haven't ! That's why you are here ! You wan na continue being a fat squawk ? Then there's the fucking threshold ! Get the fucking out and stop wasting my prison term ! You're at the first crossroad Elena, so, prepare up your mind right now !"

Elena was shocked by his bluntness. But as mean as he was, he was decently. Everything she had tried in the past tense to help herself turn a loss 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 time thinking on it all but standing in front of this big Shirley Temple Black and harsh gym trainer she felt pressured 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 begin your program"

Flash :"Alright then. Sorry I yelled, but sometimes it's the only way to get through to people. It won't be the first fourth dimension I yell at you either. Get used to it, and please take it all personal. The solitary way that you're gon na change your sprightliness is to remember that your life sucks as it is right now. So, it IS personal. Let it cut through to your bosom and together we will call on all this shit around ! Now, in the calendar week to come you will do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it without any interrogative. I don't give a screw what I ask you to do, you gon na do it ! Do you experience me ?"

Elena :"Y-yes."

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

She removed the towel and stood there pouring out of the tight pinko sports bra and shorts. blink of an eye came around from his desk with a clipboard in his hired man and started to walk slowly around her with a look of study across his face. The man was immense. He was easily over six feet and his muscularity definition made him calculate very blanket and imposing. The T-shirt and shorts he was wearing were tight like another layer of skin spread over his dark-mocha colored dead body. The man was an genus Adonis. He then reached out and put his paw 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 tenacious nipples."

He rolled the teat of her breast through the bra between his thumb and fore finger as he spoke. She could sense it getting even harder as a thrill of electrical energy flooded through her eubstance ; stimulated from his touch. He then walked behind her and gave her left ass nerve a hard slap which not only stick but sent the aforesaid electrical energy, as well as pain sensation, shooting insensate and debauched through her.

Elena :"Ouch ! What was that for ?"

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

Elena :"Anal concentration ?"

trice :"Don't trouble about it. It's all technological. We'll go into it some more down the road when we work on your glutes. On that day we'll do a nice ahh…probe of the whole situation."

What was he even talking about ? Anal concentration ? Elena began to experience a piddling throw. She stood there watching this titan shameful man circle her half naked body making hands-on review article of it, touching her in unfitting station, and scribbling things on his clipboard. It was a little bit humiliating and uncanny, but for some unidentified rationality to her it was also titillating which made no sense. next, he bent down in front of her and put his lead hand in her genital organ area. He dragged his fingers across her inner second joint and then across the material of the short pants against her pubic mound. The sexual electricity again raced through her lineage. He was basically fondling her.

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

Elena removed her sneakers and walked over to the scale and stood on it. The digital numbers pool above her chief read 181 pounding. The number embarrassed Elena and Mr. Johnson's knockabout and mean words didn't boost her self-pride either.

Flash :"shit missy. Kane ! For a very shortstop woman that's a hell of a lot of weight ! For a girl your height I could make TWO cunt out of all that flab ! I see that we got our work cut out for us. First thing we gon na do today is the bike. Now, it's all set up to the specifications that I want for you. So, go on over and devolve on that fucking bike for 30 minutes !"

Elena :"You mean…now ?"

Flash :"No…next week. YES, fucking now ! Get your Edward 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 eccentric workouts. Being overweight that was understandable. She had never been yelled at by someone as big as Mr. President Lyndon Johnson. It terrified her. It also turned her on a small to have a big and hefty man forcefully differentiate her what to do. In some way it made her sense like person cared about her, even if he was doing so with sharp vulgarity.

twinkling :"Oh…and Miss. Kane ; that's thirty neat min. Don't stop for nothing ! You keep those pedal point going non-stop. There's a Vanessa Stephen that will resound on the bike that will secernate you when you are finished. Until you hear that bell…don't fucking plosive consonant !"

Elena got on the bike. The bottom of it was a little bit luxuriously, and the handlebars were a bit lower making her consistency lean a lot forward. Mr. Samuel Johnson obviously knew of her height because he had the bike set to her body precisely. She could gain the pedals and everything and aside from the position forward and the grossness of the pedals on her stark feet, she felt pretty comfortable. She slowly started pedaling. There was some resistance but it wasn't anything that she couldn't handle. After a few minute, she could really start to feel the burn in her stage, her hips, and some numbness on her digit and blazon. The sweat started to teem and Elena got into a good riding rhythm.

By the twenty-minute mark, she started to huff and blow up. Her stage were tired and she couldn't feeling anything in her arms anymore. Now she was watching the timekeeper silently cheering on the thirty-minute soft touch to get in waiting for the end. She tried to think of early affair. She thought about her friend 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 radiant. If Elena could puzzle out herself to even half the condition that Sherri was in, it would be a triumph she thought.

The mo ticked down and finally the ship's bell rang on the bike. She stopped pedaling and leaned back on the butt. She felt spent as the perspiration poured out from every pore on her soundbox. She sat there for a few minutes waiting for the feelings to turn back in both her limb and legs. Finally, she gingerly got off the motorcycle and walked across the gym back to Mr. Johnson's desk where he sat reading his paper.

Flash :"okey Miss. Kane, come in on over to the bench over here and let's see how very much exercising weight you can press. We'll start with 5 rep of 25 pounds."

Elena :"Reps ?"

heartbeat :"Yeah motherfucker reps ! We work out here at Flash's Fitness Factory ! This ain't like all those other fucking gym, those biscuit cutters that have you just run on a treadmill and shit ! You're gon na sweat here fille. Kane ! We got five workweek to flog your little Bucephela albeola ass into shape, and we gon na do it ! You dig ?"

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

flashbulb :"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 screw 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 legs were still sore but her arm felt better than a few minutes ago. fanfare stood near her brain to distinguish her, and when she looked up, she glimpsed the big hump emanating from his spandex shorts located almost right there about two understructure above her expression. It was impressively large and looked like he had a minor animate being stuffed in his shorts. How big was this guy's penis ? She tried to not acknowledge it, but wasn't achieving her goal. She continued to stare at it while she pressed the weights up and down. five reps and done, and her eyes never left his bulge.

Flash :"Very good. Okay relax, I'm gon na up the system of weights a little bit."

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

photoflash :"Okay we're up to 40 Ezra Loomis Pound. Give me two sets of 5 reps with this weight."

She again started to lift the free weight. It was a picayune heavier with the additional lb but she pushed it up and down with congeneric easiness. The solid prison term she couldn't sustain her eyes off of the large spandex-clad piece of meat that was hanging in a grim spandex hammock just above her side. Again, somehow, she got through it without incident.

Flash :"Very honest Miss. Kane. Okay, on this next set we are gon na try out your sleight and power, as well as your abilities to concentrate. Nothing should trouble you from finishing your pursuance. The system of weights will stay the same but I want three sets of 10. Remember, DO NOT give way your concentration."

Elena :"Okay."

Mr. Johnson walked to the early end of the bench down by her animal foot. He strapped both of her metrical foot down at the ankle to each leg of the bench. The bench was a petty bit wider than a standard weight work bench, about a good thirty in wide of the mark which once her articulatio talocruralis were strapped down her legs were bed covering open to their maximum. He also fastened a strap around her waist locking her completely torso to the bench.

Elena :"Why are you doing that ?"

Flash :"Wait…. What the piece of tail did you just say ? Is that a fucking query ? What did we JUST prove about fucking interrogation ?"”

Elena :"I…I didn't mean…"

Flash :"SHUT UP ! SHUT THE nooky UP ! You do as I say ! Remember ? There's NO interrogative sentence here ! Now, get going with those fucking rep ! And don't infract your compactness !"

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 reset herself emotionally. As she pushed the bar from her breast up for the first prison term, she then felt him touching her with his finger's breadth between her stage. ‘ What was he doing ?'she thought. He was blatantly rubbing her cunt lips through the spandex and it actually felt very good. So near that her body started to respond to his touch and her vagina started to get wet.

The feeling was awe-inspiring and very distracting, and making it hard to do her rep, but she defiantly didn't let it disrupt what she was doing. Towards the end of the secondly set of 10 reps she arched her back as much as the strap around her waist would allow while Mr. Johnson dug his fingerbreadth into her vagina through her trunks. He even poked his finger into the material of the shorts and into her vagina a serious in or so too. Elena's clit was responding to it and driving her crazy, but she didn't break concentration which was pretty impressive. He removed his finger's breadth from her genital organ area as she returned the bar back up to the rack.

Flash :"Very nice Miss. Kane. You're a quick study. Relax a few more hour, I'll be correct back."

Elena lay their level. Flushed because of her physical exertion and flushed because of the unscheduled fingering that she had just received. It had been a tenacious while since a man touched her in that way. She almost forgotten how great that it felt. For the following five minutes she relaxed and caught her breath and regained her equanimity. As her composure began to hark back, impression of rape started to creep into her head. Did this man that she just met under an hour ago seriously just beset her ?

She thought again about her beautiful blonde office staff friend. Was this how she too had gotten in SHAPE ? A picture of Sherri lying on the weight work bench getting fingered by Mr. Lyndon Johnson then fabricated into her mind and Elena's pussy started to leak again. The view of Sherri's beautiful leg tied down to the Bench and Mr. Andrew Johnson fingering her admirer's slit made her stomach do somerset flops too. She couldn't assist but rub her own pussy through her shorts thinking about her hot Quaker going through the Saami experience. Before she knew it, Mr. Johnson returned with a Wyrd looking pull in his mightily hand. She pulled her manus out from between her pegleg and hoped that He hadn't seen what she was just doing.

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

Elena :"Okay."

He again stood near her headland and reached forward over the bench. This time his software was positioned a few column inch from her face, confining than it was before. He then stepped back and pulled the position of the bench and it rose about a foot higher from the floor with Elena still on it. By doing this, her pegleg pulled blind drunk towards the hindquarters of the bench because her base were still tied to the stage of it and her metrical unit hindquarters rose from the gym storey. The only parts of her feet touching the floor now was her toes.

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

Flash :"Okay, another two hardening of 10 reps. Remember to never pause concentration. Nothing should realise you stop your reps. And Miss Kane…also recall this……rule # 1 : A woman can't breathe if she can't expand."

She had no hint what he was talking about. convention # 1 ? What did that even mean ? Again, she started to do free weight repp with the bar It was a little more difficult with her headland positioned lower than the way it was before. On the fourth rep, she heard Mr. Johnson moving around outside of her eyeshot. He then came into view only this metre his bulge was completely hanging sluttish out of his trunks. His rooster was huge, a lot self-aggrandising than she had imagined it would be. Her middle got really big and before she could say anything, he took it in his hand and positioned it at her mouth. She tried to close her mouth but he pushed the head of it past her lips and across her tongue.

Instinctively, she continued to rep the weights up and down while Mr. Johnson fed his tool deeper into her pharynx. The fact that she was tied down made it insufferable to strike away from him. Deeper and profoundly he pushed his mordant bone into her back talk as she gagged and gasped for air. Her eyes started to body of water as well as he fucked her face with his peter. She lost counting on how many repp she was doing with the weighting bar but she didn't think she should stop until she was told to.

After a good ten minute of arc, she felt his cock offset to pulse and then a few seconds later she could taste his sperm as it filled her mouthpiece and drizzled down her opened-up throat into her venter. Between her legs was becoming a drenched mess. Mr. Johnson pulled out from her mouth and then helped her place the weight back up on its holders on the car. She just lay there trying to catch her breath for a few hour. Her arms felt like jelly and her mouth felt sore and stretched. She still could taste the salty taste of sperm in her mouth which was better tasting than she expected it to be. Then after a few minutes Mr. Samuel Johnson untied her ankles from the bench.

Flash :"Okay Miss Kane, I've got a feeling of what your full 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 flaccid sperm dripping penis back into his short pants. Elena stared at him for a few seconds as he sat there reading his newspaper. She wiped the cum from her brim with the cover of her hand before silently getting up and heading into the cabinet room. As she got dressed, she couldn't believe that this man had just basically forced her to bollocks 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 ‘ flight simulator'a piece of her mind. How dare he, she thought. He was gone though. The unit gym was vacant. She knew that he must be around somewhere but where ? After a few more than minutes, she decided to just leave so she forgot about it all and left. On the way home Elena made a pact with herself that she would not return to the gym and that she might even report Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson to the police.

That night she thought long and hard about what had happened. She started to retrieve about how she allowed Mr. LBJ to bed her rima oris and didn't try at to the lowest degree once to block 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 ballock as they pushed against her nose and eyes as he pushed his turncock trench into her pharynx and came hard into her stomach. As she lay there with guiltiness, remorse, and a bit of wrath, she was unconsciously rubbing at her pussy again, working her fingers while she lay with her stage splayed wide across her bed.

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

The next cockcrow Elena woke up early, showered and dressed and got on the bus for Willowbrook. Her weapons system still felt a short sore but her wrath was completely gone and it was replaced with expectancy. It was almost like her Night's sleep had erased all of Mr. Andrew Johnson's molestation and had replaced it all with workout forwardness. 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 :"Good morning girl. Kane, how did you log Z's ?"

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

twinkling :"Well that's skillful. occur on in ! We got to get a few other matter straight before we start today."

Elena :"Oh ? There's more ?"

Flash :"Shit bitch ! We got a altogether lot Thomas More to do !"

She followed him into the gym and all the way to his desk area. She watched him from arse and for the first-class honours degree fourth dimension noticed that he had the typical Negro male ass, highschool and shaped nicely. They sat down and he reached into his top drawer and pulled out some papers.

instant :"Judging by yesterday, it's obvious to me that your trivial friend Sherri didn't filling you in on completely everything about this program. You see, she did you no party favor by keeping you in the dark like this so here it is straight up. The surreptitious to helping ashen women lose weight unit is Diet, physical exercise, and near importantly, sex with black cock. Nothing but big black cock and hatful of it."

Elena sat there with a shocked aspect on her expression. She felt a petty bit like she was being hoodwinked but she sat in secretiveness. Any courage that she had built up the day before dissipated so making a big protest fell by the waistline side. Besides, her dead body was giving her the ‘ turned on'signals again which made thing very confusing.

Flash :"girl. Kane, I can see by the aspect on your face that you are conflicted. Once again, I will throw you the out. But this is your concluding chance. If you feel that you just can not continue this program then there's the get laid door ! Be gone with you ! necessitate your piece of shit fat organic structure and get the roll in the hay out ! Or…you can stay and we can continue. You have mere sec to decide."

Elena :"Well, no. I really do need to get into bod. I can't just leave."

split second :"Alrighty then. You are now fully in. Starting today, you will be on a strict diet. The alone thing you may drink from now on is piss and black cum. And I don't care how a good deal pee you drink, or how a great deal black cum you swallow. Everything else…including coffee…is out and off limitation as of right field now. And let's face it, there's a lot of protein in Joseph Black cum too !"

Mr. Johnson smiled but Elena did not. She just sat there listening to his program line. What he was saying was vile and unsavoury but her esthesia were dulled by her body's response to it all. He continued.

Flash :"Now, for the repast. You are only allowed to eat twice a day. In the morning for breakfast you may have some burgoo. This oatmeal right here. It's a especial blend."

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

jiffy :"Either eat a sports stadium 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 meat, no veggie, no fruit, no fucking clams, nothing else ! A few weeks of this dieting and the work we will do here, and you will lose some weight pretty fucking fast ! Then we can lick on your definition. Understand ?"

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

Flash :"You'd screwing better ! Every fucking morning at 8am acute ! 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 change into these things."

He handed her another mutant bra and drawers set with the gym logo on them only this set was yellow. She walked to the locker room to transfer into them. Once again, the bra was very rigorous and her big breasts were pouring out of it. The underdrawers though, the shorts were crotchless. It wasn't even a true crotchless couplet of shorts, the opening looked like it was ripped candid or maybe had been split open by someone else. She tried to wear her panties on beneath them but it just wouldn't fit. There wasn't anything that she could do. And asking Mr. LBJ about them was a no-no, so she just put them on and returned to the gym.

jiffy :"Looking unspoilt in yellow-bellied Miss. Kane. See that mat over there in the nook ? The blue one ? Go over there, and give me three circle of 10 sit-ups and then three solidification of 10 push-ups. We are on a time docket 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 man entered the gym. He was tall and fit, and very muscular like Mr. Johnson. It was a man named Tony Wright. Tony was also a personal trainer and he worked for Flash. His muscles were a little more defined but that was because professionally, Tony also did some body-building.

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

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

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

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

Tony :"wellspring, I'm supposed to addict up with Orville tonight…."

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

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

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

fanfare :"missy. Kane, today we're gon na do some more bike piece of work, with a twist. You see, if you're gon na be taking some Shirley Temple Black cock between those peg, then we're gon na have to open your shit up a bit. This bike is a lilliputian different from the one you rode yesterday. Watch this…you're gon na love this turd !"

She followed him over to the practice session bike which had a large grim tarp over it covering it completely. He removed the tarp and the 1st thing that Elena noticed was the head word of a gravid pitch-dark dildo poking out from a hole in the middle of the cycle's nates. The gear connected to the pedal was extra-large too.

Mr. Johnson then reached down and pedaled the pedals with his hand a few gyration and the dildo slid up and down through the bike seat. The dildo was a good ten inches and almost all of it came through the fundament during one pedal gyration. Elena was expected to take almost the wholly thing while pedaling a unwavering rhythm method on the bike.

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

Elena :"Y-Yeah."

She took the bottle of lubrication that Mr. Lyndon Johnson handed her and splooged a generous sum of money of it into her hand. She figured as long as he was offering, she was going to take a crap this undertaking as easy as possible. She reached down with her lubricant 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 bike and positioned her body over the hole in the posterior. She moved the foot lever a little with her left pes and eased the dildo up about two inches into her wellspring lubed pussy.

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

Flash :"wellspring, that's how big niggas is too ! Sometimes even bigger ! We got ta out-of-doors that box up if we're gon na sharpen pencils in it, if you get my gallery ! Now, thirty moment non-stop. You know the practice session. Don't stop until you hear the bell."

Mr. Johnson walked back to his desk. Elena unbendable herself on the buns and the pedals and then leaned forward to grasp the handlebars. She then started to bike and the dildo began pumping in and out of her pussy with each gyration of the pedals.

Elena :"Ahhh piece of ass ! Oh my God ! It's so big ! It's deep ! It's love deep ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! piece of tail ! Oooohhhhh yeah ! Yeah !"

It took four minutes but Elena came hard around the dildo going in and out of her. She almost lost her terms on the foot pedal during her orgasm but caught herself. The dildo was reaching parting of her uterus that null ever had before. Without sympathy, the thick black latex rubber dildo opened up her vagina wide with both speeding and tycoon. Elena's eyes rolled back in her fountainhead and she came hard again.

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

Mr. Johnson ignored Elena's sexual call. He just sat there at his desk reading his newsprint while she rode the bike and had her pussy gaped clear by the dildo. The thirty hour final came to a close and the bell rang signifying her to stop which she did. She came four total times during the whole physical exercise. Elena's peg 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.

heartbeat :"Alright Miss. Kane, back over to the weight terrace. Now we are gon na do some 25-pound knee bend aerodynamic lift. Basically, you will stomach over the bench and hold the weighting behind your head and push it up and down. render me 5 of them right now."

The threadbare and sexually flushed Elena stood over the workbench and positioned the bar behind her neck then did five perfect squat ski tow. Each metre she squatted down, the rive material of her shorts between her legs would expand out and her fully gaping vagina poked out and was visible to anyone who could see it. The air conditioning blew up her snatch and sent a aplomb frisson up her spine.

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

She rested a few then got back into positioning and was told to do the following 10 set. On the second push up, she felt Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson's finger's breadth probing between her legs again. This clock time he was able-bodied to insert one deeper into her which he did. As she moved her body up and down with the weight Mr. Johnson finger fucked her pussy in and out.

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

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

flash :"I bet you can't wait to take a tangible blackened cock up inside your pussy huh ? I bet you'd LOVE that !"

Elena began to breath heavy. More so in joy than in straining pain. Her legs started to find like jelly and it was getting harder to set up the weight but she answered him.

Elena :"Y-Yes ! I do ! I'd roll in the hay a black cock inside my pussycat !"

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

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

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

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

Elena watched on as Mr. Johnson repositioned the terrace in the weight country. The squat thrusts weight bar was still hanging there on its oarlock high up on the auto. He then lowered the setting closer to the mat and then added another 10 lb to each side 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. Dr. Johnson now stood there completely naked in forepart of Elena. His cock looked rock and roll hard and it was pointing a good ten inches from his egg out straight in the direction of her.

split second :"young woman. Kane, I'm gon na lie down flatbed on the terrace and you are gon na straddle my dead body and squat under the weight bar. As soon as I get inside your puss, I want you to do your free weight squats up and down. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes."

Flash :"And Miss. Kane, Rule # 2 : A woman can't rise to the affair 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 free weight onto her neck. It was much sonorous and she strained a little to prevail it in stead and to gain her footing. Everything was touchstone correctly and adjusted to Elena's humble height and for the task 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 twat lips and after a few bit he pushed the head of it into her. She let out a tacky moan.

Elena :"OHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

It felt so good to consume a man's pecker up inside her again. Her ex-husband had about six inches and he only ever was inside her for lupus erythematosus than three minute before he came every prison term that they had sex. Mr. Johnson's rooster far ceded her ex in both length and cinch. She felt full and stretched from the dildo fucking earliest, and now Mr. President Lyndon Johnson was pumping her give again with his tumid Black person cock. He worked it in a little deeper while Elena squatted there holding the 55 Egyptian pound above her body.

Once matter were all set and copesettic, he gave her the go ahead to begin her thrusts. Up and down she started to push the system of weights, and in and out Mr. President Andrew Johnson's large bleak cock went into her kitty-cat. Elena's human knee started to shake off a picayune and she repositioned her unfinished feet insipid on the floor which made Mr. Lyndon Johnson's cock invade deeper into her womb.

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

The strait of pulp slapping against flesh, weights clanging and banging, and Elena's cries of pleasure echoed throughout the vacant gymnasium. Mr. President Andrew Johnson had his arms spread out, ready to blot any mistakes with the system of weights. Women in the past tense had been so overcome with pleasure 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 numeration on her thrusts and most definitely did more of them than was required. She came hard a few fourth dimension but never lost her concentration on the free weight. Not long after that, Mr. Johnson grabbed her hips and pulled her completed down onto his cock and he shot a large loading of black cum deep up into pussy which stopped the poking and made both of them scream out in pleasure.

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

newsbreak :"We are finished for the day Miss. Kane. Come back tomorrow at 8am, and think back, go on to the dieting. One more matter ; tonight, do some shaving. Remove everything from your pegleg, forearms, underarms, and of course, shave your purulent orbit completely. I don't want to see any hair on your body anymore except for your head teacher. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes Mr. Johnson."

photoflash :"Good ! Now get the roll in the hay out ! See ya tomorrow."

She got up, got dressed and quickly left. She felt the burn one would feel from a good workout again. As she sat there on the bus for home, there was an one-time black man sitting across from her who stared at her the entire time. It was like she had ‘ blacken tool fornicatress'stenciled across her forehead, like he knew what she'd been doing all day. She went home, ate, and then ran the piddle in the tub. She then shaved her body in all the places that Mr. Johnson instructed her to. The hardest was the hair 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 program, 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 care 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 putz from them and hung it out balls and all exposed.

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

Without hesitation, Elena walked over to Mr. President Lyndon Johnson and got down on her stifle. She took his rooster in her right helping hand and lifted it up and then popped it into her backtalk and began to suckle on it. From behind her, she heard the gym threshold undecided again and then learn some footsteps. It was Orville Jefferson, another one of Mr. Johnson's men. Orville was tall and sparse and had blotchy skin especially on his expression. He wasn't ugly, but it was clear that he had a tegument trouble. Mr. Johnson looked up when he heard him.

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

OJ :"You know how it is !"

fanfare :"Did you go with TW the early night ?"

OJ :"Yeah man ! We stretched that gabardine bitch out pretty salutary ! She a fucking monster ! Licking our asses and everything ! I never had no mother fucking charwoman lick my ass before !"

photoflash :"Your dirty ass probably loved that doodly-squat ! Yeah Sherri's one of my freakier bitches."

Elena listened attentively from her knees in front end of them while she continued to suck on Mr. President Andrew Johnson's prick. She was gagging a little trying to get nearly of it into her throat. She thought about Sherri and how it must have looked to see two opprobrious men fuck her. Their drab blackness hide as they pumped their Negroid cocks in and out of her friend's alabaster skin color, it must have been a vision to behold.

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

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

OJ :"Fuck yeah spade ! Let me get some of dat diddlyshit !"

Elena watched from the recess of her eye as Orville pulled his pecker out from his trousers. It was another great monster and the skin of it was splotched just like the remainder of him was.

ostentation :"fille. Kane you're gon na suck OJ here's cock too."

Again, without hesitation, Elena pulled her case from Mr. President Johnson's crotch and grabbed grip of Orville's splotched cock and put it as deeply as she could into her mouth.

OJ :"Oh squat ! Is this gripe a freak too ?"

flashing :"well, we haven't figured that tinker's damn out yet. She only been here a couple of days and she's done good so far. Was gon na let her do some more exercising weight but, we could have it off her right hand now if you want ?"

Elena's eyes widened. These two guys were gon na fuck her today. Her pussy started to water again at the mentation of being in a trinity. She was now gon na get at first hand write up of what had happened to Sherri a few night ago. She didn't know whether to be afraid or to be excited, and truth be told, it was a tossup on both.

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

Flash :"Alright Miss. Kane. Looks like your workout today just took a detour. acquire them apparel off and suffer us over there on the mats."

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

flare :"Very nice girl. 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 finger shuck either. Even if it means shaving every female parent fucking night !"

She smiled and nodded then got down on the flatness on her knees between them both and recommenced with the earlier blowjobs, making surely to spread out her mouthpiece from stopcock to cock. They did that for a while before Mr. Johnson lay down on the mat and Elena crawled between his wooden leg 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 ! nookie my pussy !"

Orville did just that, pounding her twat from behind as she blew Mr. Johnson. They fucked her for a good hour in unlike placement, with both men filling her mouth and pussy with copious amounts of black cum. Orville was the start to nut in her mouth 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. Andrew Johnson was standing over by his desk.

flashgun :"Did you enjoy yourself girl. Kane ?"

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

Flash :"Good. On your way family, I'm gon na need you to go to a drug store and buy yourself an enema kit. make for sure it's a re-usable one. Starting tonight, and EVERY night, your new ritual before going to bed is to enema your SOB. Make certainly that you are completely neat back there every single day before entering this gym. empathize ?"

Elena :"Yes."

Flash :"Good ! Now give me four set of sit-ups and push-ups and then get your fucking ass out of here !"

Elena did her physical exercise then left. She stopped at an old out of the way Rix pharmaceutics that had changed its name to Gary's Drugs, but you could still see the old faded Rix sign up on the top of the building. She asked for and bought a top of the line reclaimable enema kit. It cost her $ 30. She went plate ate, showered, then used the enema kit to crimson her dickhead out. Even though she had always been overweight Elena only defecated once every three 24-hour interval so it wasn't a big problem especially with her new diet.

The future dawn was day four. Mr. Johnson made her do some more weightlifting sets, some more push-ups, sit-ups, and some more underslung lifts. She worked out a good four hr but she didn't get any disgraceful pecker or even a black dildo. On day five it was some more than of the Same. At the first of day six Mr. Johnson outlawed clothing.

Flash :"Miss. Kane, starting today when you arrive and get undressed, you will not be given any workout clothing. Workouts from this day forward are now to be completely naked. Not only will this give up for gentle access, but it will allow me to learn your body definition. Now go get undressed."

At this 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. Johnson was completely naked as well. But as she walked out into the eye of the gym, she saw two more naked Shirley Temple men sitting around the free weight area. This was a first and Elena felt immediately self-conscious. Her instinct was to cover herself up with her arms but she quickly removed them knowing that doing so would get her shout out at.

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

Nick :"trice 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 blockheaded gruff beard was scary and the only matter that he was wearing was a long gold chain around his neck. He was sitting on a weight unit bench and his lengthy wide sinister cock was hanging down like the clapper from a church doorbell. His epithet was Curtis Struthers. His cock was the widest phallus that Elena had ever seen. It looked like a enceinte burnt kielbasa sausage wall hanging over the meat buffet of a deli.

The other man was another guy well over six animal foot like Mr. Andrew Johnson. His figure was Nick Anvayney. His name rhymed perfectly with the nickname they all gave him ‘ Thick N'Veiny'because of the ten-inch very duncical cock with enounce vena when it was hard that he had hanging between his knees. gouge's black black peel only made it that more intimidating. They were two more employees of Mr. Lyndon Johnson's gym, both certifiable athletic trainers.

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

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

Flash :"See today we all gon na separate 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 assume three black cocks up there. Three very great shameful putz. She didn't dare bear witness her displeasure though. She just swallowed her fears and went with it.

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

gouge :"Check it out. All eager and shit."

flash bulb :"Nope ! You're gon na razz the dildo bicycle for thirty mo. 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 doggy over that pad there. The curlicue bar has the free weight set up on the other side. The only program line I got is don't start the curl until we get in. Then continue the coil without stopping. We gon na solve both the glute muscles and the weapons system during this exercise. regulation # 3 : A woman ain't conciliatory, if she's too cockeyed. sympathise ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand."

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

The three of them started laughing. Elena ignored the laugh and got herself ready to cod the dildo bike anally. She spackled her asshole with lubricant and then climbed up on the wheel and positioned her ass on the seat. She slowly worked the foot lever to displace the dildo upward and back trying to get it in. It took a good three hour, 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 overstretch it in deeper and make things more well-situated. Her ass would always push up off the seat whenever the dildo came up. Finally, she was able to put to work it in and out without it hurting. She started the bike and began pedaling. The safety cock went deep into her ass and back out with speed causing her to heighten up from the backside and cry out each time but she didn't plosive speech sound and the dildo never left her ass.

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

As she worked the treadle on the bike, she glanced over at the three men who were sitting around watching her and jerking off. At the ten-minute mark her asshole was better acclimated and the fucking began to sense very good causing her snatch to piddle profusely again. It was like the dildo was sawing her in half between her legs, pushing her anal retentive caries subject 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 skilful six inches deep. Elena was enjoying her ass fucking and couldn't waiting to finger warmly live penises in her ass. She squealed and squirmed and screamed riding the bike faster and making the men harder than rocks. Finally, the bell rang on the bike signifying the end of the ride.

William Curtis popped up from his hind end and picked Elena up off of the bike like she was a plumage and then carried her over to the weight bench. On the workbench, Elena positioned her knees apart so that her legs were opened wide and set her elbows up on the pad and hooked her fingerbreadth around the weight bar.

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

Elena :"I understand."

Nick straddled the bench behind her while Flash worked some more lubricating substance generously between Elena's fanny cheeks. The lubrication gel was very cooling and it felt good. Flash's fingers felt good as well as he rubbed it as deep into her asshole as he could get it. He also brushed his fingerbreadth across her wet slit a few times as well.

Nick took some lubricator too and coated his ten-inch-long pitch-dark 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 base of her backbone, she started to feel the pressure level of his turncock as he pushed it against her anal cavity.

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

Just then Curtis came to the ripe side of meat of her and pulled her heading towards him and hold fast his astray cock near her lips.

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

She opened her mouth and tried with limited success to dilute her backtalk over the head of it. William Curtis'cock was only semi-hard and it was too big for her sassing, how in the Hell was he gon na get it into her asshole ? She could feel her jaw spreading wider as he pried unresolved her mouth with each thrust of his dick. It was finally into her mouth at least two inch and she could finger it poking at the back of her mouthpiece. While her attentions were diverted by the unsufferable side fucking that she was getting, Nick had a trade good four inches of his own rooster pushing in and out of her mean asshole.

Nick :"darn this ass is still tight ! That fucking bike didn't open up dump ! Not gon na be long before I have to nut !"

instant :"Alright William Curtis get the roll in the hay out of there so she can do her weights."

Curtis pulled from her lip and Elena refocused herself to the rooster going in and out of her ass. It felt great. She steadied her hands 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 burn from the weights in her biceps and her articulatio humeri, as well as the pressure from Nick's hot shaft as it probed deeper and deeper into her anus.

Five minutes like that before Curtis finally pulled out and shot a thickset sticky load up Elena's back. It was the first time a man had shot his spermatozoan on her back and it felt very warm but messy. Nick put it back in her ass for a couple of more pump before moving away. The whole meter Elena never stopped curling the free weight. flashbulb was next to bang her asshole. Which he did for the future seven minutes or so before pulling out and tagging off to Curtis. Elena's philia started to beat faster and she got understandably nervous knowing that Curtis was taking his turn next.

Curtis began feeding his wide monster in and it felt like someone was trying to burst her body subject with a drain pipe from under a sink. She'd already been opened up by a bike dildo, and then two turncock that were well lubed, and Curtis was now making it experience like it was all beginning again. Each thrust in poke her asshole walls farther apart.

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

He gaped her ass exposed for the future ten minutes before finally flooding his load into her anus. Then it was Nick'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 replenish her electrolytes. Elena felt good. Tired but good. At least the awe of getting fucked in the ass were now over. And truth be told, she rather liked have a large cock deep up in her asshole. It was only 10:30am though which was still early, something that Mr. President Lyndon Johnson realized as well.

Flash :"Miss Kane, I'm gon na give ya another ten minutes to rest, but your day today isn't over by a retentive scene. I've decided that since it's still early, the three of us are gon na lie with you for a while in all of your kettle of fish. You're up for that right hand ?"

Another surprisal. Elena was hoping that her workout was gon na be done for the day. Her ass was fucked overt well and her arms felt like jelly. Now she was going to be triplet teamed, another first for the passably fiddling Hawaiian. She defied her exhaustion and met his interrogation with wangle eagerness.

Elena :"certainly ! Whatever you say."

They sat around for another ten minutes before Elena was told to join them on the lustrelessness. Flash lay down and told her to empale her kitty on his dick, which she did, and then William Curtis got his wide dagger back into her asshole. gouge stuck his hammer into her oral fissure and they triple teamed her for the next 60 minutes and a half, switching places when necessary.

They filled all of her holes with some more black source and Elena herself came about four and a half times. By the meter they finished, the four of them were sexually spent. The three men got dressed and disappeared and Elena took a riotous shower before getting dressed and leaving the gym.

The side by side day was day seven. Elena had done a wide-cut week of newsbreak's platform. She weighed in at 181 when she first started, and a hebdomad later between the exacting diet and the usage she weighed in now at 166 lbs.

Flash :"There you go Miss Kane. You've already lost 15 Egyptian pound. I can actually start to see that you've lost some weighting too."

Elena looked in one of the uncut mirrors. He was right. Her body was starting to look a footling less fat. There was a big smile on her face. She couldn't time lag to get started on the day's workout. The second hebdomad consisted of more screwing and more weights. They did the triple penetration day once again, this time with twinkling, OJ, and dent Anvayney.

On day 14 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 Flash's blazonry and hug and kissed him on the cheek when she saw the totals.

Flash :"Alright Miss. Kane ! It's obvious that you are happy with your outcome. As you can see, in only 14 days of my program, you have lost a bonk 38 pounds. Are you ready to consume it up another snick ?"

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

Flash :"That's what I want to hear ! Starting tomorrow we're gon na double your exercising weight, sets, and prison term terminus ad quem. We're gon na conformation those muscularity and eliminate the rest of that fat until you are slant 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 threshold on the far right which was marked ‘ Trainer's way'then opened and in walk OJ, Nick Anvayney, TW, and Curtis Struthers. They were of course of instruction all defenseless 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.

Flash :"Yes, today me and my boy are gon na turn over that little ass out. We're gon na open up all of them little gabardine holes. With our tool we're gon na Lebanese pound and tenderize your dead body and kick those stubborn fat cells out of you ! We also gon na read it all for posterity."

Mr. President Johnson pointed at the two street corner of the gym where the mats were set up and there was a stationary photographic camera in each set up near the cap. Standing in the nook was also a shortsighted skinny melanize woman named Tammie who was holding a hand held television camera. It was explained to Elena that she was going to pic a porno series called Hawaiian Delights and that they were going to sell the taping to an adult website which would avail pay for her gym membership fees. At this point Elena didn't care. Her heart was racing with anticipation of having sex with five black men in one session.

flashgun :"Okay then. Here's how everything's gon na go. first base you are gon na get on your genu right on the white tape in the center."

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

Flash :"We will then memorialize fifteen minutes of rotated blowjobs. After that, you will get on all Little Joe and you will suck and be fucked until I say so. There will be a prick in your mouth and pussy at all meter. Next, we'll do the Lapplander affair for a while but in missioner. Next, back on all quaternion and we'll take turns gaping that ass. In the next level, all three holes will be fucked at once. The final scenery 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 human knee in the marrow of it. All five men then surrounded her in a circuit with their semi-hard nigrify phallus dangling in front of her brass. For the next 15 minutes she rotated her lip, tongue, finger's breadth and ribbon over all five black dick and balls feverishly, trying desperately to pee-pee them cum but to no help. During this whole succession, Elena's pussy was poked and prodded with numerous unlike black finger which made it sopping wet.

Flash :"OK bitch get on all foursome ! We about to wrack that pussy now."

Elena wiped away the excess saliva from her face and then got on all fours between all of the men. Only a few workweek ago the pudgy Hawaiian girl was at uttermost weight and sexually frustrated. Now she was 38 lbs. hoy and overwhelmed daily by sex with smuggled cocks. The five men took turns the next three hr splitting Elena's pussy open with their declamatory ignominious meat hammers. They also stretched her throat undefendable, filling her belly with gobs of black cum. Elena herself came numerous clip as the five black men fucked her puss into the entry of ecstasy.

After three hour of pussy pounding and mouth fucking, they gave those muddle a eternal sleep and focused on Elena's 3rd remark. She was again positioned on all quartet and for the next hour and a half her ass was gaped spread by all five black prick, each one dumping a freight of cum cryptical into her anus at least once. Elena could feel them entering the rich portion of her anal canal, stretching her rectum wider and wider. The noises from the photographic camera zooming in and out were more frequent during these parts of the taping.

Finally, it was fourth dimension to triple team all of Elena's trap and they basically took turns doing that the residue of the day. Elena felt so let loose but constantly full which defied logic. It wasn't until close to 7pm before they finally wrapped and Elena was told she could get apparel and go home. She was both emotionally and physically pass and that night she slept thick than she ever had in her lifetime.

Over the next few weeks the days blended together, and Elena's workouts got more strong-arm. She could palpate her torso toning up and her cutis getting taut around her clappers. Looking in the mirror, she now wasn't able to see any redundant flab on her subdivision and stage and especially around her midsection. It was all evaporate quickly. By calendar week's end Elena's weight was down to 120 hammer losing another 23. Week three was more of the same with Elena doing all of the prior exercises at to the lowest degree twice more and on slant day she had lost another five Egyptian pound bringing her exercising weight to 115. Between all of the fuck, the practice session, and the utmost burgoo diet, Elena shed a whack 75 pounds by the full five weeks end. She now weighed in at a lithe 112 pounds, and looked absolutely amazing. The tiny Hawaiian girl was so happy.

month later, Elena still keeps to the platform. Now-a-days her workouts aren't as extreme and her dieting is not as strict. She doesn't lift much free weight anymore because her muscles are now adequately toned. When she goes to the gym now it's only two times a week and she goes for a few minute on the use bike or the treadmill and then some sinister cock fucking by Flash or one of the other trainer, or often a combination of whomever is present that day in the gym. The identification number of different black cocks that Elena has been with has ballooned beyond Flash and his trainers. Sometimes Flash has extra black guests who get to fuck her that day and then she never sees them again.

She's also visited at her apartment every Thursday night by gym trainer Kerrel E. O. Lawrence. K-Dawg bones Elena in all of her holes and whomever he brings with him Elena must roll in the hay them too. This is called assembling, and on collection day she must perform whatever sex act ( s ) that K-Dawg requests of her. Elena has grown to enjoy the tending and looks forward to Thursday nights the most.

This is how she's capable to pay for her gym time and the past debts that she has accumulated during the duration of the program. What Elena and every other woman who joins the computer programme doesn't know is that there isn't any end to it. The charges are so engulf that a girl never truly pays it off no matter how lots 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 substitute defrayment plans have their pitfalls too. The merely three ways to stop the cycle and come out from under Flash's thumb is what he calls dance, Train, or Auction.

dancing is self-explanatory. Basically, the girl ends up stripping for a pre-determined period of time while still keeping up gym appearances and solicitation Day. The defrayal are accelerated with all of her profit sent directly to the gym, and the average out clock time to complete this option is usually a full moon class, sometimes more. By that time, most of the fair sex end up addicted to drugs and end up becoming full fledged strippers the rest of their lives. They also fall under the thumb of the gild owner so it's like going from the frying pan into the ardour with this choice. Only the wiser daughter who stay clean come out of the other position and intermit completely free.

The Train option mass are shorter in prison term but by sheer volume in black cock. A young lady who has a train ran on her sucks and fucks tons of black dick in very large gangbang sessions. It's more than one occurrent, and it's all done within a thirty-day period. So, it's three to five trains with an outright number of black men in a month's time. It's payment on steroids, and the missy who chooses this option is usually finished with the gym and appeal visits. They are told that the men are all clean but trueness be told that would take money to set up and New York minute isn't bankrolling any STD testing. It's a costless for all with many peril and virtually womanhood shy away from this option.

The auction sale choice is basically the sales event of your debt and organic structure to another party. That one has the uncertainty of metre served and/or boilersuit situation with your new creditors. Elena has been briefed on all of the alternative and she has decided to detain within her stream curriculum, the two gym visits and the one collection night. The status quo is never ending and she'll most in all probability be beholden to the gym the rest of her life.

Elena realizes this but she is felicitous with her set-up so it's a moot point. To do that though, she must also avail with recruitment. Once Flash gets you into shape, you are asked to enroll early white women for gym membership. When it was explained to her, it was presented to her as Rule # 5 : A cleaning woman ain't complete, unless she spreads the word. Basically, she's expected to bring other E. B. White womanhood into the program just like her Quaker Sherri had done with her.

Elena's been talking to a new fille 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 little girl 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 rank anywhere, but she's beautiful and she'll be just what Flash has ordered.

The End