Ginnie, Fitness Trainer and Femdom
By K Styler

Grabbing me by the hair, she pulled me to a sitting position. She then wrapped 
her legs around my torso, trapping me in a scissor hold.

Ginnie laughed as she squeezed me between her powerful thighs. I became
light-headed as the oxygen was forced from my lungs and I was unable to
inhale. My head was pounding and I thought I would pass out.

Just then she released me. Laying me on my back, she locked my wrists between
her calves and thighs and straddled my head, facing my feet. Ginnie pulled
down her bikini bottoms and spreading her ass cheeks, buried my face in her
ass.

(I think you need to replace pulling down her bikini bottom but taking of her
oufit/harness cause I can take of only her panty tried it but it wasn't
convincing.. I saw in the other part that kstyler got the same problem but
ignored it on the text..)

I lay beneath her, gasping for air, sucking in the aroma of her asshole and
cunt. Barely able to breathe, I struggled to worm my way out from beneath her.

Ginnie reached down into my shorts and took hold of my balls. As she squeezed,
I heard her say," I think I've won the match, but just to make sure you agree,
when you think you've lost you can show me by putting your tongue in my
asshole." She gave my balls a vicious twist to emphasize my situation. I
forced my tongue out of my mouth and in the darkness that enveloped my head,
searched for her bottom hole. Finding it, I pushed my tongue in as deeply as I
could.

After giving my balls one last twist, Ginnie released me. I lay on my back,
limp and beaten. Cheerfully, she rolled me onto my stomach. Then she opened
the gym bag she had brought with her. "I brought some clothes she said, and
some surprises". I felt her pull my arms behind me and felt the cold steel of
handcuffs encircle my wrists. Rolled again onto my back, I felt her attaching
something to my cock and balls, but did not have the strength to lift my head
to look.

Ginnie pulled me to my knees. Towering over me, damp with sweat, I was excited
in spite of my embarrassing condition. Then, looking satisfied of the scene,
she decided to dim the light. Ginnie tried a couple of arrangement, power,
color and strenght and a moment later, all lights except one were down. It was
then that I realized what had been done to my manhood. As my cock began to
swell a jolt of pain coursed through my body. Looking down I saw that I was
locked into an apparatus that tightly constricted my cock and constrained my
balls. The device was locked at the base of my cock and around my scrotum with
padlocks. Ginnie smiled. "Just a little symbol of your slavery, wimp."

Ginnie adjusted her heels, watching me squirm as the metal chain of my cock
restraint bit into my sensitive flesh. To increase my torture she rubbed her
hot, wet body against me, holding me by the hair and grinding her cunt into my
face, flicking her clit with the end of my nose. Releasing me, she stood back
and admired her captive. "Teasing is fun, but there's nothing like fuckin, is
there slave?" I kneeled before her more interested in losing my erection than
in her question as the pain was unbearable. She was not terribly interested in
a response anyway. She immediately went to her bag and brought out a 10 inch
strap on dildo. Ginnie attached the dildo to a studded leather harness that
held her plastic cock erect. As she stood before me the phallus waved in front
of my face. "Open wide and get it nice and wet, slave boy, your spit is the
only lubricant I plan to use in your ass."

Holding me by the ears, Ginnie fucked my mouth until her cock was dripping
with my saliva. As she withdrew it I cringed with anticipation of what was to
come next.

Ginnie pulled me roughly to the weight bench and threw me face down along it's
length. She crouched behind me and I felt the bulbous end of the dildo at my
anus. With firm, steady pressure she penetrated me. I felt as though I was
tearing apart at the seams. Too weak to scream, I moaned and yelped quietly as
Ginnie rammed her cock into my burning asshole. Her thrusts varied, sometimes
slow and easy, other times so violent that my entire body was pushed forward
with their force.

"With all that whimpering you sound more like a puppy than a man. But that's
alright. At least puppies are good with their tongues. Are you good with
yours, slave dog?" Ginnie removed her dildo, leaving it buried in my ass.
Going to her bag, she removed a riding crop. She pulled me from the bench,
leaving me kneeling at the end. Ginnie positioned herself at the end of the
bench, spread her legs and pulled my head into her pussy. The command lick was
punctuated with the first blow of the crop. My ass, already searing from the
plastic rod still buried in it, convulsed from this new attack. But my
attention was on the smooth, tight cunt before me. I licked and sucked as
though my life depended on it, and I was afraid it might. My endeavours were
guided by the rain of blows Ginnie delivered with her crop.

I lost all track of time as pain and pleasure intermingled and the aroma and
taste of Ginnie flooded my senses.



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