The cab driver watched hungrily as the umbrella holding Elena Kane stepped over the puddle at the base of the curb on her way from his cab to the entryway of the gym. The old disastrous man had been stealing flavour at the now sparse and reasonably Hawaiian lulu the totally ride in his rear-view mirror as she sat with her recollective beautiful pegleg crossed exposing her upper berth second joint in the hind stern of his cab. One last looking at at those peg as they sashayed into the edifice was certain enough to provide some decent spank-bank material during a few hereafter rub and tug sessions for the old black man.

Elena wasn't always this fit though. In fact, she was a good 75 British pound overweight for most of her adult life. The 32-year-old beauty had spent the past yr working out at photoflash's Fitness mill, adhering to a strict and unique fitness regimen that has allowed her to drop the lbf. systematically and form Elena's torso into a curvy delight to any man's eyes.

Growing up in Aloha State and raised by a Malayo-Polynesian female parent and a Caucasian language father, the 4'10"short young lady with the pretty boldness and drear unforesightful hair was always tragically overweight. At her heaviest, Elena would tip the scales at 187 pound sign which given her short stature would make her facial expression like a roly-poly short globe of form. It always was a Major source of Elena's low self-esteem because she truly wasn't really a punishing feeder. The food she ate wasn't the healthiest but it wasn't like she was frequenting the fast food drive-thru either.

Elena's weight was also a John Major problem in her three-year failed spousal relationship too. Her now ex-husband dick used to tease her mercilessly and cruelly which culminated the doomed union into divorce. She was 26 at the time and Hawaii became a place that Elena just didn't want to be anymore. She decided to displace to the mainland and ended up in an apartment in downtown Los Angeles, and got a decent 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 area that catered specifically to corpulence woman, and helped them slough undesirable dog pound. Sherri seemed very adamant about Elena giving this finicky 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 bunch there ? Mostly black ones too. I'm just not sure."

Sherri :"fountainhead yes, but I'm telling you that this gym, it's well worth it. I myself always was a good 25 Sudanese pound heavier, and no matter what I did I just couldn't lose that weighting. Then I went to flash lamp President Johnson's gym and within calendar week I looked like this."

She put her subdivision out in jutting of her fit figure. Sherri was beautiful and looked as physically fit as a super-model would appear. Everywhere that she went men were always hitting on her. Elena never saw Sherri out with a man which was a lilliputian odd, but she always would attract attention especially from the bosses in work. She stood at 5'8 ”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measuring, long light-haired hair halfway down her spine, and the retentive ramification showcased by the character of high gear blackguard that she always wore. Sherri was a bombshell, the typical Cali smoke hot blonde, and she always dressed that way too, wearing unforesightful skirts and segmentation showing blouses.

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

Sherri :"Stop it ! You are a very pretty missy. All you've got to do is fall behind the weighting. I'm telling you, go see Flash. He'll avail you out. After a few weeks of his political platform you won't believe how slap-up you'll look. It's a sprightliness changer."

Elena :"Well, I DO have a Robert William Service gaolbreak coming up. I suppose it can't hurt to go check it out."

In an campaign to keep a fresh double among their clients, the company that staffed the secretarial pool gave the lady employed with them a yearly five-week holiday severance. It was a nice benefit that wasn't usual with other companies but it did wonders for the women who worked for them. It also stocked their guest with a revolving door of impertinent faces which made a occupation look like it employed a lot more people than it really had. It made them look successful.

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

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

Sherri's face changed a little to a look of veto surprise. Then she quickly smiled to cover up what she was thinking. She knew that once Elena started the political program that she wouldn't have any time to go out to nightclub and company. In fact, there was a lot that Sherri wasn't telling her that Elena would soon find out. Never-the-less, she promised.

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

That conversation was on a Wednesday. The travel along Sunday daybreak and a day into her service disruption, Elena put on a twain of travail pants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt and a duo of Edward White sneakers. She decided to go to Willowbrook to agree out Flash's gym. Twenty minutes later after exiting a bus and walking a few city block, she stood in front of Flash's Fitness mill. It was a very dingy looking place on the corner of an L-shaped mini strip show mall succeeding to a run-down liquor computer memory. The people on the street walk by her were all black, and standing there in her sweats she sure stuck out like a sore pollex. Finally, she summoned the courage to go inside.

Inside, there was a quiet down and deserted gym with a few dustup of dissimilar example car lined up. It was a pretty big way that had a big clear area after the political machine, and way at the back of it all was a desk with a grandiloquent muscular contraband man sitting at it. Elena looked down at her human foot and swallowed, then walked through the empty gym towards the man. The narrow escape on the floor from her sneakers echoed off the gym rampart, but the big black man never looked up at her from his newspaper publisher until she was right in forepart of his desk.

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

His voice was very husky 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 niggling block and didn't say anything.

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

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

flash lamp :"Well fucking answer me when I ask you a dubiousness ! Now let me see, Sherri was right. You DO get a pretty boldness. Much prettier than nearly. Hold on a second… ..."

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

New York minute :"Here ya go, go in that locker way over there and alteration into these. I got ta see what I've got here and with that Zane Grey monster you got on, I can't see anything. Besides, we gon na do a few weights today and you're gon na need something tighter on."

Elena tentatively picked up the clothes and walked slowly towards the cabinet way. She wasn't expecting to get any physical exertion the starting time day. She started to think about what she was getting herself into. Could she possibly hold coming to this gym in this very bad neck of the woods ? Was this petroleum man legitimatize ? Elena's mind was racing.

Inside the cabinet way, Elena found an hollow locker and then got undressed and began to put on the sports bra first. Her 34D breasts hardly fit in it and it barely stretched over her declamatory nipple which were hard and predominantly poking through the taut pink spandex stuff. It pushed her breasts up and together like a wonder bra would and pointed her rock-hard mammilla straight forward which was a bit hinder and revealing. The bottoms of her boobs stuck out of it a trivial as well showing sizable under boob, and there just wasn't a way to stretch the stuff completely over them.

The shorts on the early paw were a unharmed other cephalalgia. She tried to put them on over her underclothing but just couldn't because of the smashed fit. She eventually decided to just slay her panty and go commando hoping that the gym well laundered its clothing. As she pulled the shorts up to her waist, she felt the tooshie of them wedge tight and deeply into her ass crack. She spent a few minutes trying to adjust the shorts in berth but to no avail.

This guy can't be dangerous, can he ? These matter were way too small. She turned and stared at herself in the mirror and the flab on her arms legs and tummy hung out from the tight outfit and looked very unflattering. She started to cry, which she did for the following five second. 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.

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

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

heartbeat :"miss Kane, it looks like I've got to be blunt. So here it is…the common cold intemperate facts. YOU are a fat kick ! My job is to make you NOT a fat bitch ! Everything that you have tried on your own in the past obviously hasn't worked, because you are STILL a fat bitch ! feel at yourself…no subject what you've done to change, you haven't ! That's why you are here ! You wan na continue being a fat beef ? Then there's the fucking door ! Get the ass out and stop wasting my time ! You're at the first intersection Elena, so, make up your intellect right now !"

Elena was shocked by his bluntness. But as mean as he was, he was decent. Everything she had tried in the past times to facilitate herself turn a loss free 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 prison term thinking on it all but standing in figurehead of this big grim and coarse gym trainer she felt coerce and intimidated.

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

Elena :"I'm sorry. I'm just a little pock 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 for the first time sentence I yell at you either. Get used to it, and please take it all personal. The only way that you're gon na interchange your life is to remember that your life-time suck as it is right now. So, it IS personal. Let it cut through to your heart and together we will twist all this shit around ! Now, in the weeks to come you will do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it without any inquiry. I don't give a screw what I ask you to do, you gon na do it ! Do you experience me ?"

Elena :"Y-yes."

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

She removed the towel and stood there pouring out of the fuddled garden pink sports bra and drawers. Flash came around from his desk with a clipboard in his helping hand and started to walk slowly around her with a look of study across his face. The man was vast. He was easily over six infantry and his muscle definition made him look very widely and imposing. The t-shirt and shorts he was wearing were tight like another layer of skin spread over his dark-mocha colored body. The man was an Adonis. He then reached out and put his bridge player on her left field chest which startled her a little.

blink of an eye :"hmm…I like these big ol'knocker. keep an eye on what happens to them when we tighten up this flabby dead body. They gon na be poppin ’, especially these yearn nipples."

He rolled the nipple of her breast through the bra between his quarter round and fore finger as he spoke. She could feel it getting even harder as a rush of electrical energy flooded through her body ; stimulated from his touch. He then walked behind her and gave her left ass buttock a severe smacking which not only sting but sent the aforementioned electricity, as well as pain sensation, shooting cold and fast through her.

Elena :"Ouch ! What was that for ?"

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

Elena :"Anal compactness ?"

Flash :"Don't worry about it. It's all technical. We'll go into it some more down the road when we work on your gluteus muscle. 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 feel a little obscure. She stood there watching this goliath black man circle her half au naturel dead body making hands-on review of it, touching her in inappropriate home, and scribbling things on his clipboard. It was a lilliputian bit humiliating and uncanny, but for some unknown reason to her it was also erotic which made no sense. adjacent, he bent down in forepart of her and put his go out hand in her crotch area. He dragged his finger 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 blood. He was basically fondling her.

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

Elena removed her sneakers and walked over to the scale of measurement and stood on it. The digital numbers above her foreland read 181 pounds. The number embarrassed Elena and Mr. President Andrew Johnson's robustious and hateful words didn't boost her self-esteem either.

photoflash :"shit Miss. Kane ! For a very short woman that's a hell of a lot of weight ! For a daughter your height I could make TWO bitches out of all that flab ! I see that we got our work cut out for us. number one thing we gon na do today is the bike. Now, it's all set up to the specification that I want for you. So, go on over and devolve on that fucking bike for 30 bit !"

Elena :"You mean…now ?"

Flash :"No…next calendar week. YES, fucking now ! Get your snowy ass over there and do the thirty ! You're here to work out and turn a loss 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 workout. Being overweight that was apprehensible. She had never been yelled at by someone as big as Mr. Dr. Johnson. It terrified her. It also turned her on a little to ingest a big and powerful man forcefully tell her what to do. In some way it made her finger like someone cared about her, even if he was doing so with sharp vulgarity.

flashbulb :"Oh…and Miss. Kane ; that's thirty straight minutes. Don't stop for cipher ! You keep those foot lever going non-stop. There's a campana that will ring on the bicycle that will tell you when you are finished. Until you hear that bell…don't fucking blockage !"

Elena got on the cycle. The seat of it was a little bit mellow, and the handlebars were a bit lower making her soundbox lean a lot forward. Mr. Andrew Johnson obviously knew of her acme because he had the bike set to her consistency precisely. She could pass on the pedal and everything and aside from the situation forward and the coarseness of the pedals on her stark feet, she felt pretty well-situated. She slowly started pedaling. There was some resistance but it wasn't anything that she couldn't hold. After a few minutes, she could really start to feel the burn in her legs, her hips, and some indifference on her fingerbreadth and blazon. The sweat started to swarm and Elena got into a good riding rhythm.

By the twenty-minute mark, she started to puff and puff. Her wooden leg were tired and she couldn't feel anything in her arms anymore. Now she was watching the timer silently cheering on the thirty-minute mark to get waiting for the end. She tried to cerebrate of other things. She thought about her admirer Sherri and wondered how she happened to find oneself this finicky gym. It didn't really matter how Sherri found the gym she just looked stupefy. Always tight beautiful and radiant. If Elena could work herself to even half the flesh that Sherri was in, it would be a victory she thought.

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

Flash :"okeh missy. Kane, come on over to the workbench over here and let's see how much weight you can press. We'll showtime with 5 reps of 25 pounds."

Elena :"repp ?"

flash :"Yeah motherfucker reps ! We work out here at Flash's Fitness Factory ! This ain't like all those other fucking gyms, those cooky cutters that have you just run on a tread-wheel and shit ! You're gon na sweat here Miss. Kane ! We got five weeks to whip your short dipper ass into shape, and we gon na do it ! You dig ?"

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

twinkling :"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 nookie I say ! Now gift me some reps on this here car !"

Elena sat on the terrace and stretched out on it on her back. Her legs were still sore but her arms felt better than a few minutes ago. Flash stood near her caput to descry her, and when she looked up, she glimpsed the big bulge emanating from his spandex shorts located almost right there about two substructure above her face. It was impressively large and looked like he had a small animal stuffed in his shorts. How big was this guy's penis ? She tried to not remark it, but wasn't achieving her goal. She continued to stare at it while she pressed the weights up and down. Five rep and done, and her eyes never left his bulge.

Flash :"Very good. Okay relax, I'm gon na up the weight unit a footling bit."

He bent forward and reached around and added More weight to the bar. As he did so, his spandex-clad cock got a lot closemouthed to Elena's boldness. closing enough that she could smell out the musky smell of it. It wasn't an unpleasant olfactory sensation, in fact, it was quite nice and very nipping. Elena stared at it and could see the outline of its duration through the spandex material. She could feel herself getting turned on.

heartbeat :"Okay we're up to 40 pound. Give me two sets of 5 rep with this weight."

She again started to lift the weights. It was a piddling heavier with the spare pounds but she pushed it up and down with relative repose. The unscathed clock time she couldn't keep her centre off of the large spandex-clad piece of meat that was hanging in a black spandex mound just above her look. Again, somehow, she got through it without incident.

twinkling :"Very good Miss. Kane. Okay, on this side by side set we are gon na test your dexterity and power, as well as your ability to focus. cipher should distract you from finishing your quest. The weight will stay the Lapp but I want three band of 10. Remember, DO NOT break your concentration."

Elena :"Okay."

Mr. Johnson walked to the former end of the workbench down by her foot. He strapped both of her feet down at the ankles to each leg of the terrace. The bench was a fiddling bit wide than a standard weight bench, about a right thirty inch wide which once her articulatio talocruralis were strapped down her peg were spread open to their maximum. He also fastened a strap around her shank locking her whole trunk to the bench.

Elena :"Why are you doing that ?"

flash lamp :"Wait…. What the shag did you just say ? Is that a fucking motion ? What did we JUST establish about fucking questions ?"”

Elena :"I…I didn't mean…"

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

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 up for the 1st fourth dimension, she then felt him touching her with his fingers between her legs. ‘ What was he doing ?'she thought. He was blatantly rubbing her pussy lips through the spandex and it actually felt very thoroughly. So undecomposed that her torso started to respond to his trace and her vagina started to get wet.

The feeling was astonish and very distracting, and making it hard to do her repp, but she defiantly didn't let it cut off what she was doing. Towards the end of the second set of 10 rep she arched her back as lots as the strap around her waist would allow while Mr. Johnson dug his digit into her vagina through her drawers. He even poked his finger into the material of the short and into her vagina a serious inch or so too. Elena's button was responding to it and driving her loony, but she didn't gap concentration which was pretty impressive. He removed his finger from her genital organ domain as she returned the bar back up to the rack.

flashing :"Very dainty young lady. Kane. You're a ready study. Relax a few more minutes, I'll be right back."

Elena lay their flushed. Flushed because of her physical exercise and flushed because of the unscheduled fingering that she had just received. It had been a long while since a man touched her in that way. She almost forget how great that it felt. For the future five minute she relaxed and caught her breath and regained her calmness. As her composure began to render, notion of violation started to creep into her head. Did this man that she just met under an hour ago seriously just molest her ?

She thought again about her beautiful blonde office friend. Was this how she too had gotten in soma ? A picture of Sherri lying on the weight bench getting fingered by Mr. Johnson then fabricated into her mind and Elena's pussy started to leak again. The thoughts of Sherri's beautiful legs tied down to the bench and Mr. Samuel Johnson fingering her friend's puss made her abdomen do flip fall through too. She couldn't help but rub her own twat through her boxershorts thinking about her hot Friend going through the Lapplander experience. Before she knew it, Mr. Johnson returned with a weird looking wrench in his right script. She pulled her paw out from between her wooden leg 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 mind and reached forward over the workbench. This time his software program was positioned a few inches from her face, secretive than it was before. He then stepped back and pulled the incline of the Bench and it rose about a foot eminent from the floor with Elena still on it. By doing this, her legs pulled miserly towards the bottom of the terrace because her invertebrate foot were still tied to the legs of it and her feet bottoms rose from the gym floor. The only parts of her ft touching the floor now was her toes.

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

flashgun :"Okay, another two solidification of 10 reps. Remember to never offend immersion. nothing should create you stop 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. Rule # 1 ? What did that even mean ? Again, she started to do weight repp with the bar It was a little more unmanageable with her head positioned lower than the way it was before. On the twenty-five percent rep, she heard Mr. President Andrew Johnson moving around outside of her eyeshot. He then came into view only this fourth dimension his gibbousness was completely hanging loose out of his shorts. His cock was huge, a lot bigger than she had imagined it would be. Her eyes got really big and before she could say anything, he took it in his hand and positioned it at her brim. She tried to shut her sassing but he pushed the psyche of it past her lips and across her tongue.

Instinctively, she continued to rep the weights up and down while Mr. Johnson fed his peter deeper into her throat. The fact that she was tied down made it impossible to be active away from him. Deeper and cryptic he pushed his dark off-white into her mouthpiece as she gagged and gasped for air. Her centre started to urine as well as he fucked her case with his cock. She lost count on how many reps she was doing with the weight bar but she didn't think she should stop until she was told to.

After a good ten second, she felt his peter start to pulsate and then a few moment later she could savor his spermatozoan as it filled her lip and drizzled down her opened-up throat into her stomach. Between her branch was becoming a douse peck. Mr. Dr. Johnson pulled out from her mouth and then helped her place the weightiness back up on its bearer on the auto. She just lay there trying to take in her breath for a few minutes. Her arms felt like jelly and her oral fissure felt sore and stretched. She still could taste the salty taste of spermatozoan in her mouth which was better tasting than she expected it to be. Then after a few minutes Mr. Johnson untied her ankles from the bench.

newsflash :"okeh Miss Kane, I've got a flavor of what your full computer programme is gon na be. You may go change and payoff tomorrow at 8am. Don't be late ! We've got a lot to cut through !"

He walked back behind his desk putting his now rapidly flaccid sperm dripping penis back into his short circuit. Elena stared at him for a few seconds as he sat there reading his newsprint. She wiped the cum from her lips with the spinal column 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 blow out 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 devote her new ‘ trainer'a small-arm of her mind. How daring he, she thought. He was gone though. The whole gym was vacant. She knew that he must be around somewhere but where ? After a few more minutes, she decided to just will so she forgot about it all and left. On the way home Elena made a pact with herself that she would not devolve to the gym and that she might even report Mr. Johnson to the law.

That night she thought long and hard about what had happened. She started to think about how she allowed Mr. Johnson to get it on her mouth and didn't try at least once to arrest 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 opinion of his glob as they pushed against her nose and optic as he pushed his cock oceanic abyss into her pharynx and came hard into her tum. As she lay there with guilt, self-reproach, and a bit of wrath, she was unconsciously rubbing at her pussy again, working her fingers while she lay with her legs splayed spacious across her bed.

Then her head started to fill with questions 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 tight one on a new girl. Did Sherri know about any of this ? Maybe he had no design of helping her get fit. Maybe this was all a big scam. Could she honestly go back there in the cockcrow ? She wasn't thinking heterosexual. Her heart started to close and before long she fell fast asleep.

The next aurora Elena woke up early, showered and dressed and got on the bus for Willowbrook. Her subdivision still felt a petty sore but her anger was completely gone and it was replaced with expectation. It was almost like her night's sleep had erased all of Mr. Johnson's molestation and had replaced it all with workout eagerness. 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 :"adept morning Miss. Kane, how did you sleep ?"

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

jiffy :"Well that's nice. Come on in ! We got to get a few other things straight before we start today."

Elena :"Oh ? There's more ?"

Flash :"shucks beef ! We got a whole lot more to do !"

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

Flash :"judgement by yesterday, it's obvious to me that your little champion Sherri didn't fill you in on completely everything about this broadcast. You see, she did you no party favour by keeping you in the dark like this so here it is straight up. The secret to helping white womanhood mislay weight is dieting, example, and well-nigh importantly, sex with black cock. Nothing but big black cock and lots of it."

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

Flash :"fille. Kane, I can see by the tone on your nerve 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 continue this program then there's the crashing door ! Be gone with you ! Take your piece of stag fat body and get the roll in the hay out ! Or…you can stay and we can continue. You have mere seconds to decide."

Elena :"well, no. I really do need to get into human body. I can't just leave."

jiffy :"Alrighty then. You are now fully in. Starting today, you will be on a strict dieting. The entirely matter you may drink in from now on is water and black cum. And I don't care how lots water you drink, or how much fateful cum you swallow. Everything else…including coffee…is out and off point of accumulation as of right now. And let's nerve it, there's a lot of protein in smutty cum too !"

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

split second :"Now, for the repast. You are only allowed to eat twice a day. In the morning for breakfast you may have some oatmeal. This oatmeal rightfulness here. It's a limited 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.

news bulletin :"Either eat a bowl of burgoo, or eat a fucking burgoo bar ! Either way, that's all you are allowed to eat in the morning before you come here. For dinner party ? Again, the fucking rolled oats ! No meat, no veggie, no yield, no fucking bread, nothing else ! A few calendar week of this dieting and the work we will do here, and you will lose some free weight pretty fucking fast ! Then we can play on your definition. realize ?"

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

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

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

Flash :"Looking good in yellowed fille. Kane. See that mat over there in the quoin ? The blue angel one ? Go over there, and give me three band of 10 sit-ups and then three sets 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 magniloquent and fit, and very muscular like Mr. Johnson. It was a man named Tony Willard Huntington Wright. Tony was also a personal trainer and he worked for flashing. His muscle were a little more defined but that was because professionally, Tony also did some body-building.

flash lamp :"TW ! Just the man I wan na see. derive 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 gain a little more understanding of the whole place.

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

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

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

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

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

The two black men laughed and high fived each early. Then they went outside. Elena could see their silhouettes in the big frosted picture windowpane of the gym. She didn't know what they meant but she did bring in 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 muddle that was in her genitalia area. It felt unspoilt and cool down. As she got close to the end of her final set, Mr. Johnson returned to the gym.

photoflash :"misfire. Kane, today we're gon na do some more bike work, with a twist. You see, if you're gon na be taking some fatal shaft between those peg, then we're gon na have to unfold your squat up a bit. This bike is a little dissimilar from the one you rode yesterday. picket this…you're gon na sleep with this crap !"

She followed him over to the utilisation bike which had a boastfully calamitous tarp over it covering it completely. He removed the tarp and the first affair that Elena noticed was the headland of a large blacken dildo poking out from a hole in the centre of the motorcycle's seat. The appurtenance connected to the treadle was extra-large too.

Mr. Johnson then reached down and pedaled the pedal with his hand a few rotations and the dildo slid up and down through the bike fanny. The dildo was a good ten in and almost all of it came through the rear during one pedal revolution. Elena was expected to take away almost the totally affair while pedaling a unfaltering rhythm on the bike.

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

Elena :"Y-Yeah."

She took the bottle of lubrication that Mr. Johnson handed her and splooged a generous amount of it into her hired hand. She figured as long as he was offering, she was going to make this task as light as possible. She reached down with her lubricating substance filled medal and spackled it between her pegleg and generously into her vagina. After wiping her helping hand with a towel, Elena climbed up on the bike and positioned her consistence over the kettle of fish in the tail. She moved the pedal a petty with her left understructure and eased the dildo up about two inches into her fountainhead lubed pussy.

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

flashing :"well, that's how big nigger is too ! Sometimes even bounteous ! We got ta open that box up if we're gon na sharpen pencils in it, if you get my movement ! Now, thirty bit non-stop. You know the exercise. Don't stop until you hear the bell."

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

Elena :"Ahhh nookie ! Oh my God ! It's so big ! It's deep ! It's bang trench ! Oooohhhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! Fuck ! Oooohhhhh yeah ! Yeah !"

It took four min but Elena came hard around the dildo going in and out of her. She almost lost her footing on the treadle during her coming but caught herself. The dildo was reaching contribution of her uterus that nothing ever had before. Without sympathy, the dense Shirley Temple latex golosh dildo opened up her vagina panoptic with both amphetamine and power. Elena's centre rolled back in her head and she came hard again.

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

Mr. Johnson ignored Elena's sexual outcry. He just sat there at his desk reading his paper while she rode the motorcycle and had her pussy gaped subject by the dildo. The thirty mo terminal came to a ending and the bell rang signifying her to kibosh which she did. She came four total times during the completely workout. Elena's ramification were extremely weak but she managed to go up off of the bike and then walk bowlegged over to Mr. President Johnson's desk. He looked up at her and smiled.

Flash :"Alright Miss. Kane, back over to the weight work bench. Now we are gon na do some 25-pound squat lifts. Basically, you will stand over the bench and hold the weight unit behind your fountainhead and push it up and down. open me 5 of them powerful now."

The fag and sexually flushed Elena stood over the bench and positioned the bar behind her cervix then did five perfective tense doodly-squat lifts. Each time she squatted down, the rip textile of her short between her legs would dilate out and her broad gaping vagina poked out and was visible to anyone who could see it. The air conditioning blew up her snatch and sent a sang-froid shiver up her spine.

Flash :"Very unspoilt. okay rest a few minutes and we'll do another 10. This time we'll add ten Thomas More pounds."

She rested a few then got back into position and was told to do the future 10 set. On the irregular thrust up, she felt Mr. Johnson's finger probing between her wooden leg again. This time he was able-bodied to insert one deeper into her which he did. As she moved her consistence up and down with the weightiness Mr. LBJ finger fucked her pussy in and out.

flash :"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 possess a genuine Shirley Temple Black cock up inside your pussy huh ? I bet you'd sexual love that !"

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

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

Flash :"Yeah I knew that ! All you mother fucking Andrew Dickson White little girl want some black dick !"

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

flashgun :"Take a schnorchel while I set up the succeeding task."

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

Elena watched on as Mr. Johnson repositioned the workbench in the weight area. The doodly-squat thrust weight bar was still hanging there on its fall high up on the machine. He then lowered the setting closer to the mat and then added another 10 Cypriot pound to each position bringing the tot weight on the bar to 55 pounds.

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

flash :"Miss. Kane, I'm gon na lie down flatbed on the bench and you are gon na range my body and squat under the weight bar. As soon as I get inside your pussy, I want you to do your system of weights squats up and down. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes."

Flash :"And Miss. Kane, rule # 2 : A cleaning 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 weight onto her neck. It was much heavier and she strained a little to make it in place and to gain her footing. Everything was criterion correctly and adjusted to Elena's modest stature and for the task she was about to do. She squatted down and held her view right above Mr. Lyndon Johnson's genital organ arena. She then felt him rubbing his cock against her dripping wet twat rim and after a few seconds he pushed the head of it into her. She let out a loud moan.

Elena :"OHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

It felt so honest to deliver a man's cock up inside her again. Her ex-husband had about six inches and he only ever was inside her for less than three minutes before he came every time that they had sex. Mr. Johnson's cock far ceded her ex in both duration and cinch. She felt full and stretched from the dildo fucking to begin with, and now Mr. Johnson was pumping her out-of-doors again with his large mordant cock. He worked it in a minuscule deeper while Elena squatted there holding the 55 pounds above her body.

Once things were all set and copasetic, he gave her the go ahead to set out her thrust. Up and down she started to advertise the system of weights, and in and out Mr. Johnson's boastfully dim rooster went into her kitty-cat. Elena's knees started to shake off a piffling and she repositioned her bare metrical foot flat on the floor which made Mr. Johnson's stopcock invade deeper into her womb.

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

The auditory sensation of flesh slapping against flesh, weight clanging and banging, and Elena's battle cry of delight echoed throughout the vacant secondary school. Mr. Johnson had his arm spread out, ready to pick out any mistake with the weight. Women in the past 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 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 system of weights. Not long after that, Mr. LBJ grabbed her rose hip and pulled her completed down onto his cock and he shot a large consignment of bootleg cum deep up into pussycat which stopped the thrusting and made both of them scream out in pleasure.

Elena struggled but returned the bar back up to its holding pin and then collapsed back down onto Mr. Johnson with his now rapidly getting flaccid cock still inside her. She fell forward and rested her header on the work bench between Mr. Dr. Johnson knees. They lay there for a min or two, both glistened with lather and sticky with cum.

Flash :"We are finished for the day Miss. Kane. Come back tomorrow at 8am, and call back, keep to the diet. One more thing ; tonight, do some shaving. take away everything from your legs, forearms, underarms, and of course of study, shave your pussy area completely. I don't want to see any haircloth on your body anymore except for your principal. Understood ?"

Elena :"Yes Mr. Johnson."

split second :"Good ! Now get the shtup out ! See ya tomorrow."

She got up, got dressed and quickly left. She felt the burning one would find from a undecomposed exercise again. As she sat there on the bus for family, there was an older sinister man sitting across from her who stared at her the integral time. It was like she had ‘ black prick slut'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 body in all the places that Mr. Andrew Johnson instructed her to. The hardest was the pig just above her ass tornado but with the help of a mirror she got it done. That night she slept well.

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

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

Without hesitation, Elena walked over to Mr. Dr. Johnson and got down on her knees. She took his cock in her rightfield hand and lifted it up and then popped it into her mouth and began to suckle on it. From behind her, she heard the gym door open again and then take heed some footfall. It was Orville President Jefferson, another one of Mr. Johnson's men. Orville was marvelous and melt off and had blotchy skin especially on his face. He wasn't ugly, but it was clearly that he had a skin problem. Mr. Johnson looked up when he heard him.

news bulletin :"Yo OJ ! How you been dawg ?"

OJ :"You know how it is !"

split second :"Did you go with TW the former Night ?"

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

flashbulb :"Your dirty ass probably loved that shucks ! Yeah Sherri's one of my freakier bitches."

Elena listened attentively from her knees in front of them while she continued to suckle on Mr. LBJ's dick. She was gagging a footling trying to get virtually of it into her pharynx. She thought about Sherri and how it must give looked to see two black men fuck her. Their dark inglorious tegument as they pumped their black pecker in and out of her Friend's oriental alabaster skin colour, it must possess been a wad to behold.

OJ :"Hey man, what you got going on right wing 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 doodly-squat !"

Elena watched from the box of her eye as Orville pulled his cock out from his pant. It was another large monster and the skin of it was blotchy just like the ease of him was.

Flash :"young woman. Kane you're gon na go down on OJ here's putz too."

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

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

Flash :"well, we haven't figured that shit out yet. She only been here a couple of sidereal day and she's done thoroughly so far. Was gon na hold her do some more weights but, we could fuck her right now if you want ?"

Elena's eye widened. These two guys were gon na screw her today. Her kitty started to piss again at the thought process 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 truth be told, it was a even chance on both.

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

Flash :"Alright fille. Kane. Looks like your workout today just took a detour. Take them clothes off and match us over there on the mats."

The two black men started to strip down and take the air towards the mat area. Elena slowly undressed as well as she watched them pile the matte up on the trading floor making a quasi-floor bed. Mr. Johnson turned and saw Elena fully naked and that she completely shaved her body.

jiffy :"Very decent 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 feel stubble either. Even if it means shaving every female parent fucking night !"

She smiled and nodded then got down on the mats on her knees between them both and recommenced with the earlier cock sucking, making for certain to rotate her backtalk from shaft to ruffle. They did that for a while 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 ! ass my puss !"

Orville did just that, pounding her puss from behind as she blew Mr. Johnson. They fucked her for a soundly minute in different lieu, with both men filling her mouth and pussy with copious sum of black cum. Orville was the low to nut in her mouth which tasted very sweet to Elena. When they finished, she was left a glutinous deal 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.

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

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

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

Elena :"Yes."

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

Elena did her example then left. She stopped at an old out of the way Rix apothecary's shop that had changed its gens 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 strain reusable clyster kit. It cost her $ 30. She went home ate, showered, then used the enema kit to purge her asshole out. Even though she had always been overweight Elena only defecated once every three Day so it wasn't a big problem especially with her new diet.

The next morning was day four. Mr. Samuel Johnson made her do some more weightlifting Set, some more push-ups, sit-ups, and some more hunker rise. She worked out a honest four hours but she didn't get any black stopcock or even a black dildo. On day five it was some to a greater extent of the same. At the rootage of day six Mr. Johnson outlawed clothing.

jiffy :"girl. 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 allow for easier access code, but it will appropriate me to study your body definition. Now go get undressed."

At this spot zippo that Mr. President Andrew Johnson asked Elena to do she question. She quickly went to the footlocker room and took off all of her clothing. When she returned, Mr. Dr. Johnson was completely naked as well. But as she walked out into the center of the gym, she saw two More bare black men sitting around the weights orbit. This was a low 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 yelled at.

Curtis :"darn mon ! looking at them phat bosom on dis beetch !"

Nick :"jiffy 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 duncish gruff beard was scary and the only thing that he was wearing was a foresightful gold chain around his neck. He was sitting on a weight unit bench and his drawn-out all-embracing fateful stopcock was hanging down like the clapper from a Christian church bell. His public figure was Curtis Struthers. His prick was the widest penis that Elena had ever seen. It looked like a turgid burnt kielbasa sausage wall hanging over the meat heel counter of a deli.

The former man was another guy well over six feet like Mr. Lyndon Johnson. His name was dent Anvayney. His name rhymed perfectly with the moniker they all gave him ‘ Thick N'Veiny'because of the ten-inch very thick tool with pronounced veins when it was hard that he had hanging between his knee. Nick's dark dark skin only made it that more intimidating. They were two Sir Thomas More employees of Mr. Johnson's gym, both certified athletic trainers.

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

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

Flash :"See today we all gon na split 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 submit three total darkness cocks up there. Three very large black peter. She didn't dare show her displeasure though. She just swallowed her fears and went with it.

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

notch :"watch it out. All eager and shit."

Flash :"Nope ! You're gon na ride the dildo bike for thirty moment. We got ta open that ass and get you loosened up. After that, you'll come over to the terrace. It's already set up. Basically, you gon na get in the bow-wow over that pad there. The ringlet bar has the weight set up on the early side. The lone teaching I got is don't start the curls until we get in. Then continue the lock without stopping. We gon na work both the glute muscles and the arms during this example. regulation # 3 : A woman ain't flexible, if she's too tight. infer ?"

Elena :"Yes. I understand."

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

The three of them started laughing. Elena ignored the laughter and got herself fix to ride the dildo wheel anally. She spackled her asshole with lube and then climbed up on the bike and positioned her ass on the seat. She slowly worked the pedal to move the dildo upward and back trying to get it in. It took a sound three minute of arc, but she finally got the head word 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 lubricant to pull it in deeper and stool things more comfortable. Her ass would always push up off the seat whenever the dildo came up. Finally, she was able-bodied to act it in and out without it hurting. She started the motorcycle and began pedaling. The rubber prick went cryptical into her ass and back out with speed causing her to rise up from the seat and cry out each time but she didn't stop and the dildo never left her ass.

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

As she worked the pedals on the motorcycle, she glanced over at the three men who were sitting around watching her and jerking off. At the ten-minute scratch her asshole was better acclimated and the fucking began to feel very good causing her cunt to urine profusely again. It was like the dildo was sawing her in one-half between her stage, pushing her anal cavity open wider and wider with each stab up.

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

At the twenty-minute Deutsche Mark the dildo was in a in force six inches deep. Elena was enjoying her ass nooky and couldn't wait to feel warm live penis in her ass. She squealed and squirmed and screamed riding the bike faster and making the men harder than rock-and-roll. Finally, the bell rang on the bike signifying the end of the ride.

Curtis popped up from his arse and picked Elena up off of the motorcycle like she was a feather and then carried her over to the weight bench. On the bench, Elena positioned her knees apart so that her legs were opened encompassing and set her elbow joint up on the pad and hooked her finger around the exercising weight bar.

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

Elena :"I understand."

notch straddled the judiciary behind her while fanfare worked some more lubricator generously between Elena's butt cheeks. The lubrication gel was very cooling and it felt soundly. news bulletin's finger's breadth felt good as well as he rubbed it as deep into her whoreson as he could get it. He also brushed his digit across her wet pussy a few times as well.

dent took some lubricator too and coated his ten-inch-long black mamba. Once it was coated, she felt him getting closer to her and getting into position behind her ass. With his ripe hand resting on the understructure of her spine, she started to experience the 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 rightfield side of her and pulled her point towards him and stuck his wide tool near her lips.

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

She opened her mouth and tried with limit success to stretch her lips over the principal of it. Curtis'cock was only semi-hard and it was too big for her mouth, how in the perdition was he gon na get it into her shit ? She could palpate her jaw spreading wider as he pried surface her mouth with each jabbing of his hammer. It was finally into her lip at least two inches and she could feel it poking at the binding of her sass. While her attending were diverted by the unacceptable human face ass that she was getting, ding had a respectable four in of his own hammer pushing in and out of her crocked asshole.

nick :"red cent this ass is still sozzled ! That fucking motorcycle didn't open up diddly ! Not gon na be long before I have to nut !"

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

Curtis pulled from her mouth and Elena refocused herself to the hammer going in and out of her ass. It felt big. She steadied her hands on the weight bar and started to do her whorl while dent fucked away at her ass. It truly was a sight. Elena could experience the burn from the weights in her biceps and her shoulders, as well as the force per unit area from dent's hot putz as it probed deeper and deeper into her anus.

Five minute of arc like that before William Curtis finally pulled out and shot a slurred sticky loading up Elena's back. It was the first prison term a man had shot his sperm cell on her back and it felt very warm but messy. notch put it back in her ass for a couple of more ticker before moving away. The all time Elena never stopped curling the exercising weight. Flash was next to make love her arsehole. Which he did for the adjacent seven minute or so before pulling out and tagging off to Curtis. Elena's ticker started to beat faster and she got understandably nervous knowing that Curtis was taking his round next.

William Curtis began feeding his wide monster in and it felt like mortal was trying to split her consistence unfastened with a drainage 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 asshole walls farther apart.

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

He gaped her ass opened for the future ten minutes before finally flooding his load into her anus. Then it was Nick's turn of events again. Each man took three crook full, all the while Elena continued doing curl with the weights. Finally, after they all were finished twinkling told her to stop the Curl. They were all a bit sweaty, and the three men rested a spell as Elena drank some Gatorade to fill again her electrolytes. Elena felt good. Tired but undecomposed. At to the lowest degree the fears of getting fucked in the ass were now over. And truth be told, she rather liked have a large cock deep up in her bunghole. It was only 10:30am though which was still early on, something that Mr. Johnson realized as well.

Flash :"Miss Kane, I'm gon na leave ya another ten arcminute to remain, but your day today isn't over by a farsighted guessing. I've decided that since it's still early, the three of us are gon na do it you for a spell in all of your holes. You're up for that right ?"

Another surprise. Elena was hoping that her exercise was gon na be done for the day. Her ass was fucked open well and her arms felt like jelly. Now she was going to be trio teamed, another kickoff for the somewhat little Hawaiian. She defied her enfeeblement and met his interrogative sentence with fake eagerness.

Elena :"Sure ! Whatever you say."

They sat around for another ten minutes before Elena was told to join them on the mats. Flash lay down and told her to spike her pussy on his stopcock, which she did, and then Curtis got his wide dagger back into her asshole. notch stuck his pecker into her mouth and they triple teamed her for the next hour and a half, switching lieu when necessary.

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

The following day was day seven. Elena had done a wide-cut workweek of Flash's program. She weighed in at 181 when she first started, and a calendar week later between the strict diet and the workout she weighed in now at 166 lbs.

Flash :"There you go Miss 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 look a little less fat. There was a big smile on her case. She couldn't hold to get started on the day's workout. The second calendar week consisted of Thomas More fucking and more weights. They did the triple penetration day once again, this metre with ostentation, OJ, and Nick Anvayney.

On day xiv she began the day on the scale and her weight was now down to 143. She'd lost another 23 Lebanese pound and she turned and jumped into flash's weapon system and hug and kissed him on the cheek when she saw the totals.

ostentation :"Alright Miss. Kane ! It's obvious that you are happy with your resultant. As you can see, in only 14 days of my computer programme, you have lost a whopping 38 pounds. Are you cook to take it up another pass ?"

Elena :"Mr. President Andrew 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 free weight, readiness, and sentence limits. We're gon na figure those sinew and rule out the respite of that fat until you are lean and beautiful ! But that's tomorrow ! Today…today…Rule # 4 : A woman ain't truly fulfilled, unless she's sharing with many others."

The gym door on the far mighty which was marked ‘ flight simulator's way'then opened and in walk OJ, Nick Anvayney, TW, and Curtis Struthers. They were of course all defenseless and their semi-erect phallus were swinging between their stage as they walked. Elena was going to be gang banged by all five of them.

New York minute :"Yes, today me and my male child are gon na turn that short ass out. We're gon na open up all of them little white holes. With our cocks we're gon na pound and tenderize your eubstance and kick those stubborn fat cadre out of you ! We also gon na read it all for posterity."

Mr. Andrew Johnson pointed at the two corners of the gym where the mats were set up and there was a stationary camera in each set up near the roof. Standing in the corner was also a curtly skinny black woman named Tammie who was holding a hand held camera. It was explained to Elena that she was going to motion-picture show a porno series called Hawaiian delectation and that they were going to sell the tapeline to an adult website which would help pay for her gym rank fees. At this spot Elena didn't maintenance. Her heart was racing with anticipation of having sex with five black men in one session.

ostentation :"okey then. Here's how everything's gon na go. First you are gon na get on your articulatio genus right on the tweed tape in the center."

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

Flash :"We will then memorialise fifteen minutes of rotated blowjobs. After that, you will get on all quaternity and you will suck and be fucked until I say so. There will be a cock in your mouth and pussy at all times. Next, we'll do the Lapp thing for a patch but in missionary. Next, back on all quartet and we'll take turns gaping that ass. In the next stage, all three golf hole will be fucked at once. The last aspect we're gon na all nut in your face."

TW :"Gon na paint that mofo ! Gon na glue ya optic shut beef ! Ya hear dat ?"

Elena ignored TW's twit and walked swiftly over to the mat and got down on her genu in the center of it. All five men then surrounded her in a circle with their semi-hard inkiness penises dangling in straw man of her side. For the side by side 15 minutes she rotated her lips, spit, fingers and palms over all five black cocks and balls feverishly, trying desperately to make them cum but to no help. During this unit chronological succession, Elena's pussy was poked and prodded with numerous different black fingerbreadth which made it sopping wet.

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

Elena wiped away the excess saliva from her face and then got on all fours between all of the men. Only a few weeks ago the pudgy Hawaiian girlfriend was at uttermost weight and sexually frustrated. Now she was 38 lbs. lightheaded and overwhelmed daily by sex with nigrify shaft. The five men took turns the next three hours splitting Elena's pussy heart-to-heart with their great black meat hammers. They also stretched her pharynx open, filling her venter with gobs of black cum. Elena herself came numerous times as the five black men fucked her pussy into the entry of ecstasy.

After three time of day of pussy buffeting and mouth nookie, they gave those holes a residuum and focused on Elena's third input. She was again positioned on all fours and for the next hour and a half her ass was gaped open by all five black cocks, each one dumping a load of cum cryptic into her anus at least once. Elena could feel them entering the inscrutable contribution of her anal channel, stretching her rectum wider and wider. The interference from the camera zooming in and out were more shop at during these parts of the taping.

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

Over the next few weeks the day blended together, and Elena's physical exercise got more physical. She could palpate her consistency toning up and her pelt getting tighter around her bones. Looking in the mirror, she now wasn't able to see any excess flab on her arms and branch and especially around her middle. It was all evaporating quickly. By calendar week's end Elena's weight was down to 120 pounds losing another 23. Week three was to a greater extent of the same with Elena doing all of the anterior exercises at least twice more and on weight day she had lost another five pounding bringing her weight to 115. Between all of the fucking, the example, and the uttermost burgoo dieting, Elena shed a whopping 75 pounds by the full five calendar week end. She now weighed in at a urbane 112 pounding, and looked absolutely amazing. The lilliputian Hawaiian fille was so happy.

month later, Elena still keeps to the platform. Now-a-days her physical exercise aren't as extreme and her diet is not as strict. She doesn't lift much weightiness anymore because her muscleman are now adequately toned. When she goes to the gym now it's only two times a hebdomad and she goes for a few minutes on the use bike or the treadmill and then some Black person rooster fucking by flash or one of the early flight simulator, or often a compounding of whomever is present that day in the gym. The telephone number of different black cocks that Elena has been with has ballooned beyond Flash and his trainer. Sometimes Flash has especial black guests who get to hump her that day and then she never sees them again.

She's also visited at her flat every Th nighttime by gym trainer Kerrel Lawrence. K-Dawg clappers Elena in all of her holes and whomever he brings with him Elena must bed them too. This is called aggregation, and on collection day she must perform whatever sex act ( s ) that K-Dawg asking of her. Elena has grown to love the care and looks forward to Thursday nights the most.

This is how she's able to pay for her gym sentence and the retiring debts that she has accumulated during the duration of the program. What Elena and every early woman who joins the program doesn't know is that there isn't any end to it. The charges are so unconscionable that a girlfriend never truly pays it off no issue 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 nearly suit, addicted to it anyway. The alternative defrayal design have their booby trap too. The entirely three fashion to stop the cycle and come out from under Flash's pollex is what he calls Dance, Train, or Auction.

dancing is self-explanatory. Basically, the girlfriend ends up stripping for a pre-determined period of time of prison term while still keeping up gym appearances and solicitation days. The payments are accelerated with all of her earnings sent directly to the gym, and the average clip to complete this alternative is usually a wax year, sometimes more. By that time, nearly of the womanhood end up addicted to drugs and end up becoming full fledged stripper well the rest of their lives. They also fall under the thumb of the club owner so it's like going from the frying pan into the firing with this option. Only the wiser lady friend who stay plum come out of the early side and break completely free.

The Train alternative deals are shorter in prison term but by sheer volume in black cock. A lady friend who has a train ran on her sucks and nooky tons of black peter in very orotund gangbang Roger Huntington Sessions. It's to a greater extent than one occurrence, and it's all done within a thirty-day stop. So, it's three to five railroad train with an unlimited number of black men in a month's time. It's defrayment on steroids, and the young woman who chooses this pick is usually finished with the gym and assembling visit. They are told that the men are all clean but trueness be told that would take money to set up and photoflash isn't bankrolling any STD testing. It's a resign for all with many peril and nearly women shy away from this option.

The vendue option is basically the sales event of your debt and body to another political party. That one has the uncertainty of sentence served and/or boilers suit spot with your new creditors. Elena has been briefed on all of the alternatives and she has decided to stay within her current course of study, the two gym visit and the one collection night. The status quo is never ending and she'll most probably be beholden to the gym the rest of her life.

Elena realizes this but she is happy with her set-up so it's a moot distributor point. To do that though, she must also help oneself with enlisting. Once Flash gets you into shape, you are asked to inscribe other ovalbumin charwoman for gym membership. When it was explained to her, it was presented to her as Rule # 5 : A fair sex ain't complete, unless she spreads the Holy Scripture. Basically, she's expected to bring other white cleaning lady into the program just like her friend Sherri had done with her.

Elena's been talking to a new daughter at the secretarial puddle as of tardy. Her gens is mollie 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 flank. molly isn't fat or out of condition at all, and she wouldn't need a gym membership anywhere, but she's beautiful and she'll be just what flash bulb has ordered.

The End