1. Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 2 - Total Commitment


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Darius stood in the lobby of his local gym, frustrated. It was hard enough to get focused on a workout after a long day of work, but now he had to adjust to a new trainer as well. He shouldered his heavy gym bag and rapped his hands on the counter as he waited for service.

“It looks like Jennifer and Amanda are both open for a session in fifteen minutes.”

Darius sighed. “How long would I have to wait for a male trainer?”

The receptionist looked irritated as she applied a few keystrokes and clicked through the day's schedule. “At least an hour. Is there

a problem

with a female trainer?”

Darius froze. Another woman who was working behind the desk turned to look at him. He could feel many sets of eyes glaring at him from behind. He didn't have to turn and look. He knew they were all women. He knew they were waiting for him to say something “patriarchal.”

“No. No problem at all. Who would you recommend?”

The woman's face softened into a thin smile as she typed and clicked away, filling out his new training schedule. “Jennifer will whip you into shape in no time.”

* * * * *

“Oh cmon, you gotta do better than that! I'm not letting you touch a barbell till you show me you can do it right! Straighten out that form!”

Jennifer whipped her lanyard around her fingers in long, whistling motions. She was an impressive specimen. Medium height, strong arms and back, very muscular thighs. Her brunette hair arched up in a ...
    ... long pony tail and fell behind her head. She stalked around Darius in her white tank top and black track pants barking out orders. He got the distinct impression she wanted to whip those keys into his flesh.

“Eyes forward! Lower yourself down slowly.”

Darius squatted as far as he could go, doing his best to maintain proper form. He held his hands out straight as he bent down deep.

“Keep those knees in line with your toes. No cheating! All the way to ninety degrees... there! Alright, I guess that's good enough. Let's add some weight.”

Darius approached the squat rack. He put his palms on the bar and prepared to lift it. Jennifer was standing behind him, her lanyard continuing to spin through the air.

“I'm going to watch you carefully. When you get to the proper height, I'll let you know each time. I'm gonna give you a little extra

motivation

.”

Darius felt nervous. He had no idea what she meant, but it was already making him uncomfortable. Jennifer had been rough, grabby and demanding with him all afternoon. At least the session was almost over. Their

first

session, anyway.

He lifted the barbell off the rack and took a step back. There was seventy five pounds on each side, plus the forty five pounds of the bar itself. Not an incredible amount of weight for a squat, but plenty to offer a good pump to a guy his size.

“SQUAT!” she commanded as the well toned brunette pocketed her lanyard and grabbed the towel that had been hanging around her ...
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