Date: Wed, 11 Feb 2009 14:00:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Dark Prince <darkprince67@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gym Submission Part 2

Gym Submission Part 2
By DarkPrince67 aka AltErik
darkprince67@yahoo.com

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Usual disclaimers. This story contains straight and male to male sex and
some authoritarian themes, so if this is a problem . . . wave off!

This story is fiction. I hope you enjoy it and feel free to send your
thoughts, dirty as they no doubt are. Dirty is good and I LUV feedback.

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It had been a week since I had been pulled into the middle of one of my
fantasies. A week since my occasional Bi thoughts turned into a real-life
experience. A week since a complete stranger had forcefully taught me that
my mouth was perfectly designed for cock. Ever since that night, I'd found
myself thinking back to those events. The feeling of a hard cock filling my
mouth . . . and my throat. It continued to send a thrill straight through
me.

I had been back to my usual schedule at the gym and had seen no sign of the
mystery man who I'd had such intimate contact with. It almost seemed like a
dream. Tonight I wasn't much later than normal, but I got a little lost in
my latest book and was on the bike longer than I planned. By the time I got
done with my sit-ups and such it was getting near closing time.

I grabbed a quick shower, threw my sweats back on and headed for my car. I
was passing the front counter when I heard someone call my name.

"Mr Kell, could I see you for a moment in my office?" I turned to see Mark,
the gym manager leaning out of an office just off the aerobics area. I
could feel my face flushing a little as I remembered the last time he had
seen me.

"Sure." I croaked as I walked over. I paused briefly to admire the lines of
people, mostly women, going through the last few minutes of their aerobics
workout. I found it almost impossible to keep from staring at the sea of
toned asses and legs moving around the floor. I shook myself loose and
stuck my head in the office. "What can I do for you?"

He gave me a raised eyebrow and a crooked smile. "Funny you should put it
that way, Mr Kell. Please come in . . . and close the door, please."

While I closed the door I was trying to figure out what was going on. I
took a quick scan of his office. Three walls were covered with classy
looking fitness photographs of perfect bodied men and women in various
poses. One wall was covered with a thick curtain and in the corner was a
A/V stand with a TV and VCR setup. I sat down in the chair across from his
desk. I couldn't help but admire the picture above his chair. It was of two
men and a woman, all nude in an interlocked pose that displayed miles of
skin without actually giving you a peak at anything more intimate than the
woman's perfect breasts.

"Nice picture, eh?"

I was a bit startled for some reason. "Uh, yes it is. It would be nice to
have a body like that."

"Which body?" He asked.

"Well, I . . .," I was caught off guard. "They are all pretty buff."

He chuckled. "True, very true." Mark, picked up a remote from his desk,
powered on the TV and started the VCR playing. "I wanted to discuss
. . . this."

I looked at the screen and went cold. I stared at the TV screen and watched
as the mystery man from last week held my arms up, and with smooth strokes
of his hips, fucked my mouth. It had been video taped?! My life was
ruined. My marriage was ruined!

"I take it you recognize the . . . events that took place last week in the
locker room?" His voice was neutral.

"Uh," I swallowed hard. "Y-, yes." I left it at that as I couldn't think of
anything else to say.

"Actually you are not the first guy that Gordon has . . . initiated here."
He got up and pulled another tape from a drawer and went to the VCR. He
started to hit eject but paused. "I really like this part," he said staring
me straight in the eye.

I glanced back as he turned up the sound. It was muffled but
understandable. Gordon had just pulled his cock from my mouth and you could
see strands of saliva and pre-cum dripping from the shaft.

On the screen Gordon held the dripping head just out of reach. "Is my
cum-slut ready to be fed?" He asked. He pressed the tip to my lips and
smeared spit and pre cum around my lips and cheeks.

I could feel my cock hardening in memory of the moment displayed on the
screen.

"Yes!." I heard my voice whisper. "Please."

"Please, what? Cum-sluts have to tell me exactly what they want if they
expect to be fed." He taunted me. Hearing him call me "Cum-slut" again sent
an odd flutter through my stomach.

I knew what was coming but it still filled me with a mix of humiliation and
lust. "Please feed me your cum!" My video self pleaded. "I want to taste
your thick, hot cum as it fills my mouth. I need to -" I was cut off as he
completely sheathed his cock in my throat again. He stroked into my mouth
several times and I could hear myself moaning around the shaft stretching
my mouth. Then he grunted, bucked and pulled out of my mouth splattering my
face with several ropey strands of cum before slipping it back between my
slimy lips.

"I can tell you enjoyed that." Mark said hitting the eject button and
swapping tapes. He hit play and turned back to me. With a glance at the
lump in my sweats he smiled. "Looks like you enjoyed watching it almost as
much."

Before I could say anything the new tape started playing. It was from the
sauna. Gordon had a young guy bent over a bench and was sliding his cock
into the man's ass. The guy couldn't have been over 20 years old and built
to make a cheerleader drool. What made the scene even more interesting was
the second guy, who looked to be the same age as the one getting plugged,
squating between Gordon's legs and avidly tongueing his balls and asshole.

I could hear the first guy gasping with each thrust and groaning to be
fucked harder. Gordon grasped the guy's hips and began plunging his tool as
deep as possible with smooth strokes. My own ass clenched as I watched. I
knew how good a dildo felt in my ass and could only imagine what a real
cock felt like.

Mark interupted my thoughts. "The man has a way with people, eh?" He had
seated himself on the edge of the desk a few feet from me. I noticed an
obvious bulge in his shorts and immediately looked away, cursing myself. I
needed to get a grip on my hormones!

"He's definately active." I said trying to keep things light.

"You have two choices," he stated suddenly, locking my gaze with
his. "First, you can just go on home as normal and leave it to my
discression what to do with that tape. Or you can get on your knees right
now and do everything I tell you to do." His eyes never waivered and his
voice was firm.

"Look, I-"

"Either leave." He repeated flatly. "Or, On . . . Your . . . knees, slut!"
He finished in a commanding voice.

I swear that I made no concious decision, but nevertheless found myself
kneeling on the floor staring up at him. "Good choice." Mark said. He
pointed the remote behind me and the lights went out. Only the VCR gave off
any light. Then he must have activated another control, because the
curtains across the back wall parted to reveal a veiw of the aerobics
class. Obviously the mirror that covered the back wall of the studio was a
two way mirror!

"I love watching Lisa's ass while she teaches this class." He said with a
chuckle. Lisa Pankiss, one of the trainers and aerobics instructors, was a
woman of medium height with a rock hard body. Attractive face, nice B cup
breasts, flat stomach, perfectly toned thighs and calves . . . and the ass
of a goddess! "Look here!" He snapped at me. "You have work to do."

I looked to find he was still sitting on the edge of the desk, but his
shorts were off and he was displaying a raging hard-on. It was about 7" or
8", slightly shorter than Gordon's, but was a little thicker. I knew what
he wanted and at that moment it was the same thing I wanted. I shuffled
over on my knees and took his cock into my mouth.

Damn it felt good to have my mouth full again! I tried to fight the wave of
lust that was rising up around me, but in the end I didn't really *want* to
fight it. There were a hundred good reasons to get out of there and never
go back. But I didn't care about any of them. At that moment all that
mattered was pleasing this wonderfull cock and sucking it dry. All I wanted
was to please him. It was humiliating and at the same time incredibly
erotic. I felt so much different than I have ever felt with a woman. Not
neccessarily better, just different. It was like a different personality
overcame me. I felt completely submissive and passive. I was almost
trembling.

The only sound in the room now was the muffled grunts and moans from the
video that was still playing and the wet slurping of my mouth. I slobbered
on his cock with ever increasing intensity. Soon I was slamming my face
onto his shaft with abandon. My hips rocking unconciously with each stroke,
dry humping the air. My own cock was hard and throbbing in excitement.

There was no warning. One moment I was coming up for air and the next Mark
grunted and began spewing cum like a fountain. Thick strands of semen
spewed across my lips and splattered my face before I could recapture his
dick and slurp down the rest. As I finished sucking the softening member
clean I heard a voice behind me.

"What a talented mouth."

I turned to see Lisa standing there in her sweatsoaked tights. My eyes were
immediately drawn to her lovely hips and thighs. I wasn't sure what to
do. I was on my knees in front of her boss with his now soft cock in my
hand and his cum dripping down my cheeks and chin.

"Lisa, this is one of Gordon's recent finds." Mark said. "His specialty
appears to be cocksucking. His name's . . ." he chuckled, "I guess we'll
just call him Slut for now." I felt that thrill again. For some reason I
liked being his slut. It was just a word, but it seemed to ring so
perfectly in my ears. And considering how quickly I dropped to my knees for
him, it seemed to fit.

Mark stood up, leaving me on my knees. He went over to Lisa and began
kissing her hungrily, his hands roaming over her hips and ass. Oddly enough
she didn't move to embrace him, but did return the kiss with obvious
lust. Mark broke the kiss and turned to me.

"You see," he said,"you aren't the only slut." He began to walk around Lisa
as if she were a prize he had just won. "Lisa here is a first class
nympho." I could swear that I saw her tremble a little. "She will fuck or
suck anyone or anything I tell her to. Male or female. Isn't that true,
Lisa?" As he said this he roughly pinched one of her hardening nipples.

Her eyes were now half lidded and glazed. "Aahhh," she gasped, arching her
back to offer her breasts. "Yessss." She said in a breathy whisper.

"In fact, she recently seduced our newest employee, the cute redhead that
started a few weeks ago. Took her out, got her sloshed and, if Lisa's
stories are true, practically turned her lesbian." He looked at Lisa
again. "When was the last time you and Karla got together? Hmmm? What did
you do?"

Lisa smiled. "Mmmm. At lunch today. She . . . bent me over a box in the
storeroom and did me with a strap-on."

Mark laughed. "You seduce a girl only to become . . . her personal
fuck-toy? I guess your destiny truly is to service your betters." His eyes
shifted to me. "Just like our newest cum-slut."

"Strip!" he barked at her. Then looked at me. "You too!" Both of us
immediately disrobed without hesitation. When we were both standing nude I
again admired her body. The muscle tone was phenomenal. Her firm breasts,
flat stomach, the swell of her hips and the obviously shaved pussy were
enough to bring my cock to throbbing attention.

"You see, Slut, Lisa was one of Gordon's early finds." He turned to her and
ran a finger lightly along her glistening slit making her thrust her hips
forward and moan while shifting her legs farther apart to allow better
access. "She had only been with us a few weeks when Gordon brought out her
true nature." As he spoke he put his finger, wet with her juices, to Lisa's
lips. She closed her eyes and slurped the entire digit into her mouth with
a satisfied hum.

"One day I came in early to finish some work before the rest of the staff
arrived and there she was. She was on her back on the bench press, ankles
spread wide and securely tied to the bar which had been heavily
weighted. She was secured to the bench with a long jump-rope that had been
wrapped and crossed around her breasts and stomach. As a final touch the
two large wooden rope handles had been inserted deeply into both ass and
pussy. In fact all you could see was the rope running out of each hole."

As he recounted the story I could see his cock begining to harden through
his shorts as Lisa continued to suck on his finger as if it were a tiny
cock. Her nipples were stiff, her chest flushed slightly and I could
clearly see her moist, engorged pussy. My dick continued to bob with each
heartbeat and felt as if it would explode. I couldn't stop thinking about
burying my face between her smooth thighs. To feel her wet lips pressed
against my mouth. At that moment she was the embodiment of sex.

Mark removed his finger and continued the story while at the same time
circling us and surprising one or the other with a soft caress or rough
twist of a nipple. "She looked so hot, so . . . *fuckable*." He said with
emphasis. "I could see cum smeared around her pussy, ass and thighs. She
had been blindfolded with her tights and was gagged by her own panties. I
couldn't resist taking advantage of my fortune, could I?" He said with a
chuckle.

"But first I got my camera and took some pictures, just in case she got
self-rightous later. The clicking of the camera must have woke her from her
doze, but instead of trying to get free she just moaned and rotated her
hips as if willing the wooden makeshift dildos to fuck her. Imagine my
surprise when I pulled them both out and both holes began to ooze
cum. Though that didn't surprise me as much as her anguished moan at being
so empty."

He leaned close to her ear. "Isn't that right? You just hate to be left
empty, don't you?"

"Mmm, yes." Lisa whimpered. "I need to be filled now. I'm sooo empty."

"I know you are my sweet. Soon you'll be filled again. But first I have a
job for you." With a glance at me he leaned in closer and whispered
instructions to her. I watched her face change as she listened. When he was
done, she turned to look at me with a wicked grin.

She licked her lips seductively and began to walk over to me. Her hips
swayed enticingly. She stopped in front of me, hands on hips, legs spread a
bit more than normal. I could smell her pussy and it made my heart
flutter. Her inner thighs were damp with her juices.

"Is the little slut thirsty?" She asked. " Would slut like to taste my
warm, wet pussy?" I was nodding my head without thinking. "You'll have to
speak up if you want any of this." She cooed while running a finger the
length of her slit and then sensuously licking it clean.

"Yes," I croaked, "I want to taste you. Please." She just laughed and put
her hands on my shoulders, urging my down to my knees. Then, before I could
lean in to savor her snatch, she put a foot on my chest, gave me a shove. I
ended up sprawled on my back. She quickly stepped over me, spun a round and
squated over my face. Her pussy was almost dripping with moisture and the
lips were parted as if inviting attention.

She rocked back and lowered her slit to my lips. "Drink me dry, slut. She
growled. I immediately grabbed her hips and mashed her pussy against my
lips. She was delicious! In moments my face was slippery with her juices as
I slurped greedily. I don't know how long it went before she came the first
time. I know she did because her whole body shuddered and she collapsed to
her knees with little groans and yelps. She was oozing delicious cream the
whole time.

I gave her a few moments to catch her breath before diving back into her
divine sex. She responded by spreading her knees wide and grinding her
pussy against my mouth. "Yeah, good little pussy slave knows his place. My
juicy slit owns your mouth doesn't it? Worship my pussy and make it cum
again!" Lisa continued to urge me on between gasps.

She didn't need to ask. At that moment her pussy did own me. I truly was
worshiping it and the delicious body it was attached to. My hands slid over
her smooth hips and thighs. So soft and silky. I moaned as I felt her
fingers caress my thighs. Suddely she reached between my legs, grabbed my
hips and lowered her mouth to my balls. She ignored my cock completely and
licked and sucked on my nuts. Then began to slowly lick down to my ass.

"Ooohhhh . . . mmmm!" Was all I could say as I felt her soft, insistant
tongue begin to tickle and probe my rosebud. She became steadily more
active, sliding her pussy over my slimy face and attacking my ass with
gusto. It was a feeling I had never before experienced. I loved it! Then it
got better as she stiffened her tongue and slid it inside me. This brought
another long, muffled groan from me.

This went on for a while and I was afraid I'd cum without even having my
cock touched. After a while she was tongue fucking my ass with vengeance. A
feeling that is impossible to describe. The way she had a hold of me meant
that my legs were being pulled back towards me, spreading me wide. This
just intensified the feeling of being ravished. Between her body straddling
my face and my legs being forced back till they almost touched my stomach,
I was at her mercy.

I was a bit dissapointed when she ceased her oral assault on my ass. Though
her tongue had to be tired, mine was certainly getting a workout. Then
after a minute or so it felt like she was about to start in again, when I
suddenly realized that it was not her tongue pressing against my ass.

The head of Mark's cock was pushing inside me before I had time to think. I
couldn't do or say anything with Lisa's crotch mashed into my face. The
pain wasn't as bad as I expected, though that was probably due to how
relaxed and slippery my ass had become from Lisa's oral massage.

"Oooooo, that looks so sexy." Lisa cooed. "I love watching a thick cock
stretch open a virgin pussy for the first time." I wanted to say that it
wasn't a pussy that was being stretched. "Your ass looks so much like a
cunt as it takes every inch. I'm sure that after this it will yearn to
swallow cock just like mine does." Mark had stopped to give me a chance to
adjust. I could feel his cock-head wedged inside me. Then I felt Lisa's
tongue bathing my ass and his cock with saliva to ease his entrance.

Mark pulled out slightly then slipped the head back in. He did this several
times. Each insertion was smoother as my ass opened to accomodate him and
Lisa's saliva decreased the friction. Without warning, he slid the entire
length up my ass in one smooth stroke.

I groaned as he filled me. There was pain but . . . then it was gone and
. . . uh, I felt sooo full. So amazingly full! Was this what a woman felt
like? I wanted to rebell at the assualt on my masculine pride. I should be
outraged at being violated. I should be-- uh, God! He pulled out and
slammed back in with a grunt. It felt like my body was overflowing with
cock.

After several more thrusts I felt a jolt of fear. I was being practically
raped by a well hung man while his beautiful accomplice sat on my face. But
it wasn't fear for my life or safety. What scared me, was how much I was
begining to like it. The feel of his cock filling my ass was starting to
feel good. Being completely restrained while my body was used seemed to
make it even better. What was happening to me?

"That's it, take his cock" Lisa rasped. "I love watching him feed your
hungry cunt. Watching your virgin pussy swallow cock." Her voice added to
my growing lust. I could feel my body responding. My world now consisted
only of her voice in my head, her sex mashed to my lips and that
magnificent cock fucking me into submission. Submission? Yes! It felt so
right.

Suddenly she lifted off my face, just as he thrust inside me again. I heard
myself moan like some sophmore slut. She chuckled. "Oh yes, I understand,
baby." She cooed, crouching down to my ear. "His cock feels so good deep
inside your pussy . It feels sooooo good to be filled with . . . a thick
. . . hard . . . cock."

Without thinking I answered her. "Yesssssss."

"You love this feeling don't you? To be nothing but an instrument of
pleasure for a strong, powerful man?"

"Oh, God," he pounded into me again, "uh, oh yes. It feels- uh . . . feels,
amaz- uh - ing." I gasped between thrusts.

"I can tell. Your gonna cum soon aren't you?" She purred in my ear.

"Mmm - hmmmm." I could feel myself approaching orgasm with each stroke his
cock scraped across my prostate. If only he would . . . " harder, please
fuck me harder!"

"You really are a slut, aren't you?" Lisa said with a soft laugh. "I bet
after this you'll roll over for anyone with a hard cock, won't you? Let's
hear you beg for it. Beg him to fill you with cum!"

I don't know what came over me, but I did. "Please, fu - uck me. I need -
your cock de - eeeper. I want you to cum - uh - in my ass." I was gasping
and whining as he sped up his thrusts.

"No!" Lisa corrected. "Not your ass. He's fucking your pussy, remember!
Plunging deep into your horny little cunt. Tell your lover how much you
like haveing your pussy fucked and filled with steamy cum. Tell him how
much of a cum-slut you are. Tell him!" She shouted at me.

"Yes . . . I want . . . your cum . . . in my . . . my . . . pussy. Fill
. . . me . . . with cum. Fill me! Fuck . . . my cunt Fuck Mmee - eeeee--Oh
God! I'm - I - uh - cu-cumming!!" My whole body convulsed and my ass
clamped on his cock as he burried it deep and began to orgasm as
well. "Ooooohhhhh, yessssssssss!" As the first pulse rippled through my
dick Lisa bent over quickly and engulfed it in her mouth. The added
sensation of her warm mouth made my whole body go ridged as she slurped up
every drop of cum my balls could deliver. The sensations of her mouth and
Marks cock spurting deep inside me were so intense, I thought I was going
to pass out.

It seemed to go on and on. Finally as my muscles began to unclench, I
opened my eyes to see Lisa's face smiling down at me. She leaned down and
kissed me. But as my mouth opened to accept her tongue I was surprised as
it was suddenly filled with thick, ropey semen. Mine. I heard myself moan
softly as she slowly fed me back my entire load. I swallowed again and
again savoring the slippery feeling of it sliding down my throat. There was
something indescribably erotic about this sexy woman feeding my own cum
back to me in a long, lusty kiss.

As Lisa pulled back from me, Mark leaned over and stroked my cheek with his
hand. "You learn fast, don't you?" Then he pulled his softening member from
my ass with a wet slurping sound. I suddenly felt empty and I could feel
his cum begining to drool out of my dilated hole.

Without being told, Lisa moved over and without pause swallowed Marks slimy
member with a contented "hmmmmm". While cleaning his prick she began
sliding a pair of fingers into her sloppy pussy. Once he was clean, Mark
pushed her back on her butt, next to me.

"Good job. To both of my sluts." He said with a smile.

I couldn't argue with him. If I had just proved anything at all, it was
that I was truly a slut. And guilty as I felt about what I had done . . . I
had to admit that I liked it. No, that wasn't entirely true. At a basic,
primal level I loved it! I knew that after this I would never be able to
continue with my life the way it had been. Now that I had experienced a
cock in my throat and deep in my ass, I couldn't turn my back on the desire
that had been awakened in me. It didn't change my desire for women but I
would need to feel a cock inside me again. Filling me. Using me for it's
pleasure. I revelled in the memory of being "owned" by a hard, throbbing
cock. I felt myself getting hard again already.

Mark laughed. "You two are insatiable!" He said watching Lisa finger her
pussy and my cock slowly hardening. "Why don't you two satisfy each other
before you leave." He looked me in the eyes. "And you. You will report to
this office each day after your workout & shower. 7pm sharp!" He paused,
considering something. " And I think I want you to wear the sexiest pair of
panties your wife owns. You will of course wear them all day. It would seem
appropriate apparel for a slut like you that so enjoys being fucked." He
turned to Lisa. "Don't you agree?"

She smiled at him and turned to me. "Oh yes! I think it's the perfect thing
for a little cum-slut like her." She immediately swung her leg over my head
and planted her still drooling pussy on my mouth once again. As I began to
slurp on her juicy snatch, she slid her warm mouth over my dick. It was
then that I realized what she had said: 'a little cum-slut like her'
. . . 'like her'. I felt a flush of lust but I couldn't be sure if it was
just from being called a 'cum-slut' or if it was somthing else.

I gave up thinking as my cock slipped into her throat. Giving myself over
to the glorious sensation and returned to worshipping Lisa's pussy.

The End, so far!

I'm considering a Part 3 . . . any takers? ;-)