Socializing

Three days later Catie still felt satisfied and more importantly quite balanced. She did manage to overcome some trouble at work with ease and credited herself with having found an excellent place to work out and get off some steam whenever she wanted. She had already completed another work out in the gym without visiting the Dark room, confirming she was completely left unbothered. No gaze at all. Usually, she would have sustained her desires for another month, keeping herself busy with work. This time though, she felt herself crave for more, even rather adventurous. That’s when she found her first message from another club member in the Dark Gym app:

“Hello Catie,

Sorry to bother you, but I have got to leave at least a compliment: you have a hot piece of ass. I watched your first time video from the Dark room. Cudos for your chosen options and duration. Have you been so open in sex for longer or is that a new self? Just curious. You definitely seemed to have enjoyed it in the end.

I easily take a no as an answer, but I don’t want to miss the opportunity to ask. Since you are so brave, I wonder if you would let me ass-fuck you in a full Nelson. I can host and live nearby the gym. We could hook up before or after your next work out.

What do you think?”

Catie was in her white satin night gown, laying on her bed ready to sleep in a while. Scrolling through her phone before night time helped her relax. First, she felt her cheeks warming up. It had been a while since she had gotten any compliment on her body, as blunt as it was. Then she looked up the profile of the messenger. Jeremy was a long-time member already, and according to his body pictures he had used to time to great effect. Anytime seeing his arms, legs, or abs, his muscles curved and strained under his onyx skin. Huge compared to his big group of friends in one of them, he was also built broad as a hulk. Catie found him very attractive posing in bodybuilder style. When she looked up what he meant by a “full Nelson”, lifting her up by his arms under her thighs and his hands in her neck, Catie had no doubts he could easily lift her for eternity. The position itself just looked a bit strange to her, apparently leaving her helpless in his grip. In her fantasy, she could already see herself like that with him, just as a still picture though. Since it was about time, she decided not to give in to her emerging arousal and call it a day. She had work in the morning. But she sent him a short reply to help her let go of the matter, a quick fresh selfie in her night gown attached:

“Hey Jeremy,

Gladly. Let me return the compliment: you look amazing. I trust you to easily carry me and use me like a human fleshlight, hahaha. I am in for a good rough fuck. Happy to try and give you the joy and relief.

After work out, your place. How about tomorrow around 6 pm?”

Catie walk up to a positive reply from Jeremy: “You got it. Mind if I’ll be racist while fucking you, name-calling wise and such?”

She gave it a simple thump up without thinking about it.

Anticipating her upcoming adventure for today, she quit work early, having a relaxed drive to the gym, sexy clothes to change into after her workout. Fine white lace lingerie, the bra a bit tighter than comfortable, notably pushing up her assets, an ass-free slip, and with overlong socks on a garter belt, moderately covered by a blue pencil skirt and a white business blouse she would leave open for some deliberate cleavage, a simple blazer in a matching blue, topped by matching six inch high heels she was experienced walking in without looking like a fool, and a decently wide black choker for her neck.

Despite knowing what she had planned for later, she didn’t want to go easy in her training. Cardio was still important. Maybe she was leaning even heavier into it today, earning herself this kinky endeavor. As usual, she filled her breaks with yoga stretching, keeping herself flexible for less physical trouble in her daily life, and focused her muscle training to her gluts and less visible but important strength like her back. While she appreciated all the excellent health benefits, too much muscle tone might impact the great feeling overpowered by men during passionate sex. Why spoil your own fun for no good reason.

During one of her stretching breaks, she noticed the gym app notifying her of a new message from Jeremy:

“Hey Catie,

Let me confirm our plan for this evening just to be sure. I am totally looking forward to it. I even spotted you here but didn’t want to disturb your training.

Maybe I am asking too much, but I would like you to extend your training by another visit to a cabin where saw you the first time. I was thinking to warm you up a good bit. You’ll find an option to give me access. You can leave caring for the duration to me then.

Cya later”

Catie thought about it. At the moment, she needed to take a short break anyway. Did it matter if she met him at his place or here in the Dark room, or maybe both like it sounded? The cabin definitely offered some exciting options he certainly couldn’t provide at home. Also, as a veteran member here he probably knew better about it.

“Sure. In around thirty minutes.”, she quickly tapped the response before she focused on to her next repetition.

Around that time later, physically well spent, she sent that a last message: “Ready and moving over. Cya soon.”

Now that she knew about it, Catie easily found the button for transferring control to Jeremy. She could have bothered with the configuration but decided to not bother with it for now and just chose ‘Complete’. This way he could release her when they were ready to move on to his apartment.

In the cabin, before any anxiety could get the control of her, Catie rushed undressing and settling herself into the doggy-style position, allowing the machine to fix her by several grips all over her body, while putting a half hood over her head and the familiar ring-gag in her mouth. Everything was easier this second time. She still had to wait some time until anything happened, time stretching by being bound in silence and darkness.

Then, to her surprise, she heard several chatting men entering the cabin: “Here you are, bitch. Jeremy sends us to give you some … foreplay. Hehehe. Don’t you worry, we’ll give it to you real good.”

Another male voice added: “Our good chump was quite explicit about how to prepare you. We couldn’t agree more after having watched your video though. Gonna be a decent warm-up for you.”

He was confirmed by some cheers and half-hearted claps. Catie though wasn’t sure how many guys she might endure after the training. She felt half-betrayed by Jeremy obviously inviting his friends without even telling her. Her pussy was quite excited about this situation though, quickly getting moist under the hard cover of the machine. It reminded her to come back on Ellen’s offer to sign the waiver for enabling her vagina being fucked as well. Indeed, that was her major pleasure zone and it kept her frisky being fucked while not reaching her own climaxes as well. For now, Catie still hoped she would get to finally get fucked by Jeremy as promised, and started to see this intermezzo as a surprise he had gifted her. Being tilted around by the machine for the first time she was still nervous but tried to embrace what happened to her.

The man who had spoken first seemed to be the ring leader: “Let’s get the show movin’, boys. I’ll put her in a nice position for us. Cameras started rolling as well.”

With some motor sounds the machine lifted Catie, turned her around, and bend her over backwards, her head hanging down on a fixed support with a cushion. In moments like these, she was glad benefiting from her flexibility training. Seconds later, a cock pushed deep into her throat, instantly picking up speed fucking her mouth deep and hard.

His friends were lean cheering him on: “Give it to the white slut.” and “This white trash is just a cum dumpster.”

At least Catie’s mind agreed she didn’t have a choice what to be at the moment. Noticing her ass wasn’t accessible in the current position while her pussy was blocked from any entry her feelings were mixed. Obviously, nobody cared to start any stimulation of it yet. In a strange way, that still did encourage her wetness becoming worse.

Just shortly before she would have expected her first cock today cuming deep in her throat, her perpetrator pulled out, only for a new one entering seconds later, picking up the game in his own pace. Catie would have guessed they were four of them. Though she couldn’t distinguish between their cocks that confidently, she was confirmed by the machine switching her position after three shift changes in her throat fucking, already leaving it quite sore, and her breath capacity expended. She was breathing heavily while given the chance to. Her open mouth had drooled all over her nose, eyes, and forehead, probably into her hair as well, and still more saliva was coming.

The machine lifted Catie upside down, hanging straight down from her feet. Her weight was carried by several more grips on her body than just her ankles though. Only her head was hanging more loosely. Then her uncovered ass got a few hard slaps, warming it up step by step. A cock entered her throat again, tightening the penetration with a hand put on the back of her head and neck. Still, it made good use of enhancing the back and forth by swinging her head in opposite direction as well. Meanwhile, her ass received relentless, forceful spanking. By the sound and feel of it, she was relieved it seemed only to be some man hands for now. Still, she wasn’t used to that kind of stinging and hoped, it wouldn’t get worse. Her pussy was dripping down towards her belly, betraying her dignity. Catie still groaned in discomfort with the cock in her mouth, one after another, only stopping for breathing heavily as much as possible whenever she had the chance to. The penetration had gotten faster and her throat much more sensitive. Now they also started to hold their cocks in, with their hairy balls resting on Catie’s nose and forehead, giving her no space to breath, and more of their pubic bush scratching her chin. With the deepthroats having overcome her natural resistance, she started to drift into an accepting, dumbed-down submissive state, still awake but her body not reacting instinctively to the throat intrusion, only to the chance to breath.

Again, everyone was holding off from loading off into her throat, when the spanking stopped and the machine put her in a hogtie position. Despite her training, the extreme stretching pushing her feet to the back of her head was quite still painful. Later in hindsight, Catie was going to wonder how well the machine measured and respected a healthy limit. Just now, Catie received a high from her blood rushing out of her head back into her whole body though and was too busy with the physical sensations. She couldn’t tell what was worse, her abused throat, her bend spine and limbs, her stretched jaw, or the saliva mess all over her skin. Yet, the few lewd comments by her penetrators and their confessions of joys pushed a secret button in herself.

“Gosh, I love fucking white mouth cunt like this. Admit, you are loving it too, bitch”, one of them remarked, before finally filling her throat for seconds.

More fucking and the other three also left their semen in Catie’s throat one after another before leaving the cabin: “Farewell, slut. See ya another time, bitch.”

Catie was alone several minutes with no one else entering, but actually happy about the time-out to catch her breath. She also burped several times, smelling her own tainted breath. Her thinking took a while to clear up again.

Just as she asked herself if she was even being credited for this, Jeremy entered: “Hey, Catie.”

He came closer to her, before he made the machine finally turn her back into doggy-style position and releasing her.

He rested his big, warm hand on her back: “Careful with opening the eyes, Catie. I left it pretty dark here, but you still had been kept in the complete dark for around two hours. I have brought you some towels. Mind if I wrap you and carry you to the showers? Unfortunately, the machine only cleans itself.”

Catie just nodded, absent of her usual power. She was sure she could have mustered the strength to get up herself, at least somehow and giving herself enough time, but she was still happy being cared about right now. Jeremy held her a bottle of cool water to quell her thirst. She felt very relieved about the cold liquid passing her throat.

The warm water in the showers did her very good, as well as the presence of Jeremy, standing naked nearby with a rocking hard-on she couldn’t miss to notice despite her exhaustion. Although she had quickly watered her inner thighs, she still wasn’t sure all fluid flowing down on her body was just water. She somehow hated herself for still craving more after what just happened but her mind accepted it at the same time. She wanted Jeremy now, but all in good time.

First, Jeremy helped her dry off and redress, very bluntly giving her a highly appreciative face about her choice of changing cloth. Then, without asking, he lifted her up, hanging her on of his left, broad shoulder. Like a bag of potatoes, he carried her out of the gym over the parking lot, and to a nearby residence complex. A few times, Catie lifted her head to observe passersby gazing or bluntly trying to ignore the picture, just thinking probably nobody she would know since she lived a good drive away. It indeed didn’t take long to enter Jeremy’s home.

Catie’s view of the surroundings was limited and unsteady, her head tilted down against his back, catching only fleeting glimpses of where they were. Even through this narrow perspective, she sensed the quiet order of the neighborhood—the streets were spotless, the air felt crisp, and the buildings displayed a restrained elegance. The houses were simple yet thoughtfully designed, their facades smooth and modern, softened by small patches of greenery and warm evening light. By the time they reached the apartment complex, she felt unexpectedly safe, almost privileged, surprised by how refined it seemed despite not being a standalone house. Stepping through the door, her first impression of a moderate status deepened. Now it took only several more steps passing through the wide entry floor until they reached the big living room where Jeremy dropped her in front of a huge mirror covering the wall. Catching herself on her feet with her head straight up again, she saw her full body since a while, dressed in the provocative attire she had chosen. A subtle smirk crossed her face until her focus shifted to the huge mountain of a man fully framing her from behind.

“Strip!”, Jeremy snapped, “Show the mirror how much you crave being manhandled right now.”

Catie reacted like on the push of a button. She would have to lose her cloth for the action anyway, why not tease the bulldozer and herself a bit. Watching her performance, she swung her hips and shoulders left and right while pushing her skirt down and letting it fall to the ground. Next, she buttoned up her white blouse.

Then she exhaled in surprise when Jeremy playfully slapped her ass with a loud smack, announcing: “Ass-free panties. Those stay on, fucking white cunt. Say what you want, loud and clear.”

Catie had to guess a bit, looking into the mirror of Jeremy’s face, admitting: “I want to get ass-fucked by your big, black cock tonight.” She licked her lips before she continued to improvise: “Take me like a piece of meat. Use me, push me around, fill me up.”

Her reward was a wide grin on Jeremy’s face. With one pull on her back he ripped her bra, making it fly forward but inevitably to the ground.

Catie was still stripping herself when he interrupted her: “I think you prefer this in your mouth.”

Far less elegant as the machine his hands came up fixing a ring gag in your mouth, strapping it shut on the back of her head. His left arm wrapped around her belly, and his right hand stuck a small plastic bottle into her anus. Catie suppressed a shriek before he pushed the bottle further into her ass, opening her up violently. One big squeeze and a cold liquid filled her end up. Jeremy carefully pulled out the bottle, giving Catie the chance to clench her butt to keep it all in. Then with a squat his arms went under her thighs from behind, reaching up twisting behind her arms and coming together at his hands folding into each other resting on her neck. With a swift push upwards he lifted her up, letting her limbs helplessly dangling in the air and giving her head no space to maneuver. Without hesitation, his cock pushed against her rear entry, knocking from the other side of the door as the liquid. In second, his member proofed to be forceful enough to overcome the resistance, and Catie now loudly shrieked through the gag, then moaned painfully as his huge cock spread her ass beyond anything she had experienced. Her flail arms and legs shuttered in futile resistance, being clearly fixed in his clutch. Once hitting and pushing her inner walls to the maximum of his depth, he started moving in and out, first slowly with force, then brutally fast athletically swinging her up and down in support, and switching speeds as he continued further. Forced to watch herself in the mirror getting relentlessly fucked, she noticed his angry face while fucking her. He breathed in her neck while loudly increasing his moans.

After a few minutes feeling like an eternity for Catie, Jeremy instantly stopped the rocking and moaned like a moose: “Aaaaah! … Fuck, you are tight, bitch! … Oooooh”! Like sitting on a volcanic cone piking her ass, she hoped it would be finally over now, as she didn’t know how to stop it and get out of her current misery, but also already a bit proud to have gone through with it and satisfied this man. But then Jeremy picked up fucking her ass again, never having left her ass, slowly this time though, and much slower increasing the pace again than before. Her hope of an end with a happy victory for her ego crushed, Catie wanted to cry but already did from the pain, sobbing into the ring gag, increasing her protesting high-pitch roar with his acceleration.

After a few times of a near conclusion, Catie could only whimper anymore, finally totally exhausted by all the training she had today, topped by this cruel anal solo fuck fest. Ignoring her pleading muffles, Jeremy peaked another two more times before he finally ejaculated long and hard into her rear. His member remained stuck in her ass for several minutes, before he set her down, reaching out and swapping his cock for a big metal plug, blocking any liquids from spoiling the floor. Catie just gasped and collapsed to the floor, holding her torso up mainly by her arms. She breathing heavily and looked up to her tormentor. His enormous cock was hanging half-erect towards her, glistening by an opaque-white fluid coat on his dark skin.

‘I did it’, Catie thought, out of power to say anything.

Jeremy grabbed her by her head hair, enjoying the moment of domination in silence.

He removed her gag and waited until he was sure she was able to listen to him, still mindlessly gazing in his eyes: “Listen, cunt. You gonna keep the plug in for another hour. Understood?”

She nodded half-wittingly. Her arousal had left her shivering, weakened body and nested in her mind, wanting to further submit and obey.

“When you remove it, you gonna lick it clean for me, catch any fluid I pumped into your ass and savor it like the good white whore you are.”, he didn’t need to shout.

His low voice echoed all through her body by what he had just done to her and how. She nodded again.

“Also, you are not going to touch your pussy, ride anything, or pleasure yourself for the next three days. We’ll be in touch.”

Fortunately, rather by her arms than by her hair, he dragged her to the apartment door with one hand, grabbing her clothes with the other.

After pulling up his pants, he squatted down like a friendly giant with a genuine smile: “You are amazing, Catie. Thanks for playing along.” With one finger, he swept a pearl of sweat from her cheek bone. “I’ll revisit the fun when I cut the records from all my hidden cameras. You won’t mind if I share these a close group of friends, mostly gym members, so they have already seen you anyway.”, he added.

His voice had shifted to a kind animal life documentary tone: “I do you the favor of not throwing you out as naked as you are. Take your time dressing properly, and refreshing yourself in the bathroom before you leave. It’s here to your right. Maybe next time you’ll lick my cock clean from your ass and I’ll give you the adventure of being thrown out naked without cloth. Requires some arrangement from my side to keep you safe and out of legal trouble in this scenario. We’ll talk about it another time. Until then, Catie.”

Then Jeremy left the entry in a cheerful mood and half-shut the door to the living room behind him. Catie could hear him switch on the TV and get some refreshment. Although it felt social awkward, given the circumstances she decided to give a fuck about it and take her time recovering her strength. Then she got up and dragged herself into the bathroom, washing her face, and looking herself in the mirror. The whole evening had felt intense. Now that the big event was over, the aftermath lingered in her. Here she stood in another man’s bathroom, soon to leave in the sexy outfit she had chosen, but more importantly thoroughly freshly fucked in her ass by a huge cock the way she literally had to concentrate to stand. Her butt still hurt like the wounds of an earthquake, and in her center the plug deployed in ground zero weight heavy with slightly pressured like a damn. When she went to the toilet to relief her bladder, she held it in with one hand just to make sure it didn’t drop out by accident. She still hadn’t cum and wouldn’t for the next three days. In the past, she had clearly survived without any sex for weeks and even months, but now she was still highly aroused, and the plug did rather contribute to that. Given the adventure she had delved into, Catie found herself feeling quite sexy and even slutty, but in a good way. She was proud of herself to have been a good fuck, and probably going to be again in the near future. For now, she needed to get back to the gym, drive home, and get some rest though. She was so looking forward to a hot bath now.

With restored self-esteem, Catie rushed back to the gym and her car. Some pedestrians on the short way gazed for the loudly clacking heels on the pavement and got a smiling wave back but she wasn’t bothered by anyone. Closing the car door shielded Catie shielded her back into her usual comfortable and independent self. She connected her phone to the speakers, enjoyed the music, and focused on driving extra careful to not provoke any traffic stop in her revealing outfit.

Back home, Catie checked the time and noticed she still had to wait before the hour was over. It wasn’t so much that she couldn’t resist the urge of her bowls to remove the artificial intruder and the massive fluids pushing, but the pain in her ass had faded to a warm glow, reaching an arousal level which tempted her to do something to herself. Since she had agreed to Jeremy’s demand, she felt obliged to it. Her professional success was partly due to her habit of sticking to her word and keeping things in order, rather completing her tasks as soon as possible. She removed blouse, bra, and skirt, but decided to keep the rest on. Getting a bowl from the kitchen into the bathroom was an easy choice. After coming up with the idea to record her task with the phone, Catie decided to move over to her bed for a more pleasing background, though she would possibly spoil her bed. Sheets could be changed and washed on the other hand.

After taking some time reflecting her recent memories with a grin into the void, and a refreshing half bottle of sparkling water, the time was up. Elated, Catie went to her bed, starting the recording, and checking out the view on herself. Topless except for the choker, she squatted over the translucent, flat bowl, her ass-free panties covering her crotch, and her stockings elongating her smooth legs down to her heels, looking quite unstable on the pliant mattress. First, she turned her ass into the camera, giving the imaginary audience a daunting, excited look, and plopped the plug. A squishy, white blob dropped into the bowl with arrhythmic half-opaque followers hailing down and then oozing on top until a series of fading wet farts proclaimed the end. Catie still held the plug and licked it clean with relish, frequently glancing at the camera lenses. Not that it was particularly tasty, quite as expected, but it reminded her of her service to Jeremy, and in her heart, with that a strong confirmation how attractive and irresistible she was. Tempted and soothed from her action, she leaned deeper into her warm lust, dropped the plug, turned around and bowed down to the bowl in front of her phone. Instinctively, she folded her hands on the back and starting licking it in big, extravagant laps. Soon after she increased her speed, and started slurping up the pool, gargling, and swallowed again and again before licking her lips. There was no need to rush and get it over with, quite the contrary, as she couldn’t reproduce this scenario on her own. Catie felt she had quite deserved this reward for daring and enduring the whole, exhausting training and evening. After having licked all remains, she presented the empty bowl like a trophy, smiled and winked goodbye before she stopped the recording. Today she would sleep like a happy rock.