Gym: Warm-Up
#1 of Gym
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And if you do decide to read it - enjoy!
GYM
Part 1 - Warm-up
"Forty-eight...forty-nine...fifty!"
Mayuri grunted and replaced the heavy weights in the rack, pausing a moment to wipe sweat from her brow. The new place her roommate had recommended to her had quite a workout plan! She had only been there for an hour and a half, and already she was more tired than she usually was after a full workout at home. This place did have one major advantage over working out solo, though - the staff was very helpful. She had been greeted when she came in by a slim blonde mousegirl in fashionable Lycra workout clothes and a headband; the mouse introduced herself as Genevieve Simms - "But call me Jenny, everyone else does" - and showed May around the place, then left into the back offices.
The statuesque tigress fluffed out her vivid orange fur and decided that she'd worked out enough for a bit. One odd thing about this new place; it was built like a spiral, with rooms coming off at odd angles. The pool was in the center, but aside from that, it was a chore finding anything. Still, the signs everywhere helped - ah, there were the showers! Slinging her towel over her shoulder, May headed through the door, but stopped just inside to look herself over in the convenient full-length mirror. She was a fine figure of a tigress - tall even for her notoriously large breed at six and a half feet tall, crowned with a short but wild mane of raven-black hair, and built, as her friends put it, "like a freight train. A freight train who works out a lot."
She had always enjoyed exercise, but it had moved from casual enjoyment to hobby to near-obsession after an ex-boyfriend had attempted to rearrange her new flame's face with a baseball bat, and it was only with the timely arrival of the police that real injury was averted. May had long since moved on from the new flame, but she had kept up the exercise; now, muscles rippled beneath her sleek fur with every movement, and she was regularly recruited to help move heavy objects for her friends. She had done her best to keep some softness as well, however, and with her front straining at her leotard and a set of luscious curves from behind she had never had to worry about being deemed unfeminine.
Luckily, the showers were all unoccupied. Slinging her towel over the side, May pulled the curtain and stripped out of her spandex leotard, dropping it next to the bag with her normal clothes outside the shower. As the hot water sluiced the sweat from her fur, her thoughts turned to Jenny; the mouse had been oddly attentive, had even offered to spot her workout. May didn't think she had seen any other people in the gym get the same kind of treatment...maybe Jenny was a friend of her roommate's?
As the tigress pondered idly, enjoying the spray of hot water, a small light started blinking next to the showerhead, and the doors to the showers automatically locked. May could not hear it over the hiss of the shower, but she did notice that the water got cooler for a second, then warmed up again; paying it no mind, she took her time getting cleaned up, letting the pounding spray of water relax the knots in her back as she groomed her fur. She did notice, however, when the room slowly started to go fuzzy, a purplish tinge started to creep in at the edges of her vision, and the smell of her shampoo faded, to be replaced by a faint scent of lavender. May shook her head to clear it, but the fuzziness only got worse, and when she started to step out of the shower she stumbled and almost fell against the wall; something was obviously very wrong. She tried to call for help, but her tongue felt thick and heavy, and she could not concentrate...when she tried to take another step, she lost her balance, her head bouncing off painfully off the soft rubber covering the shower's wall. She slowly slid to the floor, unable to muster the coordination to stand, a soft whimper escaping her as her eyes went dark, and the purple mist took her away...
The mist slowly retreated, bringing back with it sound and smell, but not much sight; as her head slowly cleared, Mayuri sniffed at the air and tried to sit up, only to realize that she was restrained somehow, spread-eagled on a flat, cool surface. Even her tail was restricted, something clamped around it near the tip heavy enough to keep her from lifting it; when the realization percolated through the remaining daze, she panicked, throwing herself against her bonds but unable to make them give in the slightest. She could not see much, just a dim light above her; she could not even lift her head to see exactly what it was that bound her. As she whimpered and thrashed, she heard a door slide quietly open and smelled something familiar that she could not quite place. Someone else, someone light by the sound of their footsteps, walked into the room, stopping just out of May's range of vision; she whimpered and shrank away, but bound as she was it was an exercise in futility.
"P-please, let me go...I don't know who you are, this must be a mista-mmf!" Something soft and round shoved between her teeth cut Mayuri off mid-plea, and was tied gently but securely behind her head; as her protestations were reduced to whimpers and mewling, she realized that she had a rather large ball gag in her mouth, and that whoever had kidnapped her was well prepared. A chill breeze suddenly blew across her, and she realized that she remained as nude as she had been in the shower; as she squirmed helplessly, the breeze shifted to focus on her chest, her nipples stiffening and peeking through her fur. The tigress blushed now, whimpering in her gag as she felt the breeze followed by a gentle lick on her right nipple, her captor tasting her...
"Well, isn't this interesting..." The voice was soft, amused, and familiar to May; when the light increased slightly, she started as she recognized her captor - it was Jenny! The mousegirl had swapped her sweats for a sleek black spandex cat suit, highlighting her slim contours. The zipper in front was left half-open, showing a thicker tuft of fur below the hollow of her neck. She smiled sweetly, lifting May's head - but wasn't it tied down? - and sliding a pillow under it to allow the tigress to look down the length of her body, the light still too dim for her to see what was restraining her feet.
"I'm glad to see you awake, pretty May...I'd tested the chemical before, of course, but not on anything nearly as large as you. I was afraid I had overestimated the dose for a bit..."
May tried to respond with something, anything; a plea to free her, a demand to know what was going on, but all that could escape from the gag was a muffled, unintelligible mewling. Seeing the tears in her captive's eyes, Jenny leaned close and gently nuzzled May's cheek, whispering in her ear. "Don't cry, beautiful...I won't harm you, I promise, and you will be all right. There was just a very special chemical in the shower. A nice little powder that activates on skin contact when dissolved...no permanent effects, of course. It just makes you nice and sleepy for a couple of hours...and has some minor lingering effects for a day or so after that..."
The mouse laughed at the look of apprehension on May's face, brushing her dark-grey hair from her eyes. "Nothing too bad, it just leaves you...well, weak as a kitten for a day or two. You've noticed you can't move, I see? That's not chains holding you down...just some fairly thin silk rope. You can't even pull against it, can you?"
With a growing sense of horror, May tried with all her might to pull her arms down, but even though she could feel the weak rope around her wrists - rope that she should normally be able to snap with no effort - she could barely raise her arms enough to pull on her bonds at all, much less break free! As the tigress tested her restraints, Jenny laughed quietly and leaned over the cat's helpless body, tweaking a nipple as she fastened her lips over the other and suckled for a moment, making May blush and squirm, before pulling back and out of May's field of vision. There was a rattling sound as the mouse searched through several objects, before returning to May's sight, grinning and holding a...oh, no....holding a handful of wooden clothespins, the kind with a spring and a small clamping surface.
May threw herself against her bonds, her weakened body shuddering and squirming as the thin ropes easily held her. The merciless mouse just smirked and laid a hand on May's stomach, pressing down softly but firmly, and the tigress was pinned to the table, unable to protect her full breasts from the first advancing clothespin. Jenny tweaked May's left nipple, her blunt claw teasing at the sensitive nub for a moment before the first clothespin clamped mercilessly onto the exposed flesh. May squealed and thrashed, but in her state could not even throw off the smaller mouse's paw from her stomach; tears in her eyes, she whimpered into the thick gag as Jenny selected another clothespin. The mouse let it hover over May's other breast for a moment, the cool wood brushing against the tip of her nipple and then biting into it, leaving May's yowling muffled by the gag with two cruel wooden pins standing up from her chest.
"Shh, beautiful...just remember what we always say in the gym - no pain, no gain, okay?" Jenny grinned mischievously and flicked the clothespins, one after the other, making May mewl like a kitten as the pins pulled at her sensitive nipples. When the mouse lifted her hand from May's stomach, she lay still for a moment, but then Jenny's hand started tracing down the curve of the tigress' taut stomach to her unfurled sex and May's squirming redoubled; to Jenny's delight, she found the tigress' pink slit already moist, and slipped a finger inside, eliciting a moan from May. "Ooh...you're enjoying this, aren't you, kitty?" Jenny leaned close and kissed May on the cheek, her finger moving slowly in the bound tigress. The only response was a weak moan and a flush, hidden beneath the tigress' fur but obvious from the rush of heat to her cheeks under Jenny's kiss.
Another finger joined the first as Jenny slowly stroked in and out of May's sex, her fingertips curling to rub against the helpless tigress' G-spot as the pain of the clothespins added spice to the stimulation. A few minutes of this reduced May to squirming and arching her hips, panting raggedly around the gag, only to yowl out in frustration as Jenny's questing fingers vanished from her. The mouse smiled at her captive and licked her fingers, finding them soaked with May's sweet juices; after cleaning her hand, however, she leaned close to May's sex and shook her head at the mussed and stained fur of the tigress' inner thighs. "Tch tch, messy kitten, aren't you...I'll just have to clean you up." The mouse vanished from May's sight for a moment, then came back holding something in her hand that May couldn't quite make out, brushing it against the lips of the tigress' sex...
ICE! It was ICE! May's moaning immediately changed in timbre as she shivered and jerked away from the chilling touch, to no avail; Jenny wielded the ice cube expertly, rubbing it first against the exposed skin at the edges of May's slit, then down near her ass, then bringing the tigress' moans to an indignant yowl as the ice froze her clit.
"Ooh, poor kitten...got so hot, I just felt I had to help you cool down, didn't I? Couldn't leave you all sweaty and overheated without helping at all, it'd be mean of me." The ice retreated for a moment, and then its chilling presence returned as slender fingers gently but firmly pressed the maddening cube inside May's sex, forcing it past the lips and two fingers behind it preventing the tigress from escaping the intense chill as the ice melted inside her. The evil mouse left May to whimper and squirm for a good minute or so before relenting, pulling her fingers from the tigress' sex and wiping them clean on the fur of her captive's thigh. For a few moments, May managed to tighten her sex desperately, but then she let out a low moan as she felt a rush of cold water further drench her fur, spreading slowly across the table. Jenny, watching with her arms folded across her chest, just smiled as she watched, licking at her lips; when May quieted down after a few moments, she walked around the table to lean down and nuzzle at the tigress' ear, her thin tongue flicking into it and making May tremble.
"Big, strong tigress...I bet you could take on any other man or woman in the gym, normally...and you're mine, and mine alone. I'm not going to hurt you, love...but I'm not going to set you free, either." She leaned in close, whispering into May's ear as the tigress listened in helpless horror, trying in vain to ignore the tingle the mouse's words sent through her. "I heard about you from your friend, Silver; I know you're honest, intelligent, and far too pent-up...She told me all about your hidden submissive side, how you go for passive men and always end up somehow disappointed and frustrated...and any doubts I had about you physically were dispelled the instant you walked through the door. You're perfect, my very own wonderful little pet kitten...and you're staying until you realize that..."
She couldn't count the hours she'd been left tied down and helpless, but May was almost reaching the point of wishing Jenny would come back, just to relieve the boredom. After the mouse left to run a few exercise classes, the tiger had strained and pulled on the cords with all her strength, but was barely able to pull them taut; it was a frightening feeling being so weak, especially since even after all the mental exertion her muscles didn't feel sore at all...she just couldn't fully tense them. Now, left bound and helpless in the darkened room, the pinch of the clothespins on her sore nipples reduced to a dull ache over time, May had no choice but to reflect on the awful, disgusting, yet somehow...compelling things the mouse had said.
It was true, she had dated a long string of men who were...well, too passive. They let her take the lead, guiding the relationships, and not many of them had ended well...but she had always just assumed that she'd had bad luck in men. She couldn't deny that she'd had a little naughty thrill the few times she'd stumbled across images of bondage and domination online...but those were just kinky, weren't they? She'd never been into it, not even so much as a pair of fur-lined handcuffs...though truly, she doubted any of her recent boyfriends would have ventured into that area had she asked them to.
And truth be told, she reluctantly admitted to herself, though she had never thought about it...there were certain women that she had felt strangely about, who had crossed her mind once or twice when she was enjoying herself in the bath or late at night when her big bed seemed all too empty. There had been one night, back in the year she worked in a garage between high school and college, in a smoky little bar where a black-haired little vixen in a dress so tight that it was hardly there had bought her a drink and they had spent a good portion of the evening talking. May had claimed that she wasn't interested in girls 'that way', and they'd parted with a hug but nothing more, but she'd seen that fox again in her odder dreams since then, and more times than not that tight dress hadn't made an appearance.
Alone in the darkened room, too weak to do more than breathe and squirm slowly on the table, May was left to look at herself, at how she had felt with the mouse teasing and humiliating her, and she had to admit that in a strange and very frightening way, it had felt...good.
That thought, uncomforting as it was, continued to occupy May's mind as she lay in the dark room for at least a full hour as her fur slowly dried.
"I'm back, little kitten! Hope you didn't miss me TOO much...ooh, you're all nice and dry again! Isn't that much better?" Jenny walked in, her fur still slightly damp from a recent shower, her previous cat suit replaced by 'street clothes' - a tight blue shirt under a light brown-denim jacket, and a pair of tight navy shorts which framed her legs nicely. "I'm sorry I left you all alone here for so long, but I had to run those fitness classes, after all...not a single girl there as beautiful or strong as you, though. How are your poor nipples feeling?"
She idly brushed her fingers against the clothespins, stirring the dull aches to new life and wringing a low mew from behind May's gag as the tiger writhed weakly on the tabletop. "Poor, beautiful pet, you must be so tender after all that time with these nasty things on you...I should tell you, though, that the worst thing about clothespins is that only a little of the pain is from when you put them on. If you leave them on, the blood flow is restricted to the area, and it gets a little numb after a while...but when I take them off, all that blood rushes back and brings the pain with it. And your nipples were awfully sensitive to begin with, weren't they?"
The mouse grinned, leaning close to whisper in May's ear as her fingers hovered over the tiger's breasts. "But no pain...no gain, love..."
With a quick, precise movement, she grabbed the first clothespin and tugged at it, stretching May's nipple painfully upwards, before unclamping it and tossing it aside. There was a moment of relief as the soreness started to fade, and then the blood rushed back into the tigress' tormented nipple, the nub stiffening as she whimpered from the sudden sharp pain. Jenny gave her no chance to recover, either, twisting and tugging at the remaining clothespin for a few moments before removing it, the second stab of pain making May squirm and pull pathetically at the ropes holding her bound.
Jenny spent several minutes playing with May's tender nipples, nibbling and sucking at one while she rolled the other between two fingers; despite the lingering soreness, by the time the mouse had her fill of the tigress' succulent breasts May was gasping and pulling feebly against her bonds, nearly desperate for more of the mouse's talented touch.
Her tormentor vanished, crouching down beside the table, and May felt her legs being untied; she tried desperately to kick out at the mouse, but with the drug still coursing through her system she could barely lift her leg from the table, much less break free. She felt her feet being pulled gently but inexorably to the sides, stretching her legs to just before the point of discomfort, then fastened again, leaving her spread wide open with her sex - already tingling from Jenny's teasing - defenseless and on display.
May stiffened and moaned around her gag as she felt a puff of air on the lips of her sex, the mouse leaning over the table to blow lightly onto the tigress's flower before setting May to helpless squirming with a long, slow lick. Smiling, Jenny spread May's sex with two fingers and began leisurely tasting the tigress, her slender tongue darting from her muzzle to lap the dew from her prisoner's lips, then brushing against the hood of her clit, then returning to lapping all about the hapless tigress' by-now-dripping sex.
As May feebly moaned and writhed on the tabletop, the nearly-violent bucking her arousal engendered dampened by the drugs keeping her helpless, she quickly forgot all about escape, about her abduction and forced torment, even that the mouse whose tongue danced maddeningly about her slit was raping her, all subsumed by the burning, insistent, ever-growing need within her to climax. She groaned, managing to actually arch an inch or so off of the table, as she felt the shivering, quivering feeling starting in her sex that presaged orgasm...but Jenny backed off, licking May's juices from her muzzle as she let the frustrated tigress slowly back down from the brink, ignoring the muffled, wordless pleas escaping the large gag in the captive's mouth. Once May's arousal had diminished a bit, the merciless mouse leaned back down and resumed her licking, this time actually suckling directly on May's swollen clit for a few moments before pulling away again, leaving May helplessly mewling and whimpering, caught on the very edge of climax and ruthlessly left to slowly fall back.
After three or four repetitions of teasing almost-but-not-quite to climax, May was moaning. By the sixth time Jenny had carefully brought her up to the brink and then let her cool down, she was crying frantically, tears staining her cheeks as she trembled from sheer need. By the eighth, May's eyes stared unfocused at the ceiling as she gasped desperately for breath, her thighs soaked with her juices and her much-abused body twitching and jerking, managing with supreme effort to actually pull at the ropes holding her down.
Jenny, her muzzle liberally stained with May's sweetness, stood and walked around to the other end of the table, wiping the tears from the tigress' eyes. "Shh, love...I know what you want, I know what you're so desperate for...but I can't, unless you answer me one little question. All I want to know is, 'yes' or 'no'...will you consent to be my pet, my slave, my toy, to do with as I will, to tease and torment and play with? Will you obey me, and be my sweet little kitten? I can't give you release unless you say 'yes' first..."
With nimble fingers, she unbuckled the gag and lifted it from May's aching jaws. The tigress immediately began to babble, begging, pleading for climax, needing release so badly it hurt. "Ohh, please, please, Jenny, let me cum, oh god I need it so bad, just let me cum once you have to oh god please!" Jenny shushed her gently, pressing fingers to her lips as the mouse shook her head. "Don't beg, kitten...just one easy answer, yes or no...just submit to me, and climax will be yours..."
They stayed there in that peculiar tableau for a few seconds, May struggling with herself, her last flickering flame of resistance smothered by her lust. Then the tigress closed her eyes and in a ragged whisper, she said "Yes."
"Thank you, kitten...now your mistress can help you..." Smiling beatifically, Jenny returned her spot between May's legs, her lips fastening around the tigress' clitty as her tongue flicked across it several times. Mayuri's eyes went wide and her body rose from the table, a shattering climax ripping through her as all of her limbs tensed for just a moment, the thin ropes snapped instantly. Her sudden freedom was lost on May, however, as her mouth opened in a soundless yowl of sweet release and her honeypot yielded up its treasure to Jenny's eagerly awaiting lips. Her sweetness flooded freely over the mouse's tongue before the pleasure overwhelmed the tigress and her vision blurred around the edges, then slowly whited out, her monstrous climax carrying her away from consciousness.
May drifted in and out for a while, vaguely remembering the mouse - her new mistress - cleaning her up, draping a soft blanket over her, then scooping her off the table and carrying her with surprising ease out to the parking lot where a large luxury car stood waiting. She remembered the ride in bits and pieces, the streetlights picking out ever-changing patterns on the windshield as May was driven to her new owners' home, the house a large path of emptiness against the starry sky. She was carried as gently as a babe into the darkened building, then laid down gently into a small but infinitely comfortable bed of some sort.
Jenny only spoke one sentence; she had been silent ever since May lost consciousness, and just before the pet tigress drifted off to sleep for good the mouse gently buckled and locked a slim leather collar round her neck. As Jenny brushed her lips against Mayuri's in a goodnight kiss, she smiled and whispered, "Welcome home, my pet...my beautiful May."
To Be Continued...
There you go, my first dirty story! Hope you liked it!