Not Your Regular Gym

This is the story of Anna, who was just older than 19 and had started at the university. At 5 feet and just over 6 inches tall, and about 112 pounds, she was a healthy young woman, rather built for sports. To complete a visualization of her image, imagine long black hair, breasts that fit a 34D bra cup (described as 'a good handful' by her ex-boyfriend) and some Asian blood running through her veins. To keep herself active, she'd been dancing different styles, from ballet over modern to hip hop and she even took a pole dancing class. You could also find her at the gym at least twice per week, plus somebody managed to convince her to also take up yoga classes. She was keen to have some physical activity at least every day.

Hence she was in really good shape and got at least her fair share of male attention, resulting in a bunch of short to really short relationships and a couple of longer term things. By the time she reached her first year at the university, she managed to have regular friends-with-benefits-type relationships with two guys, one was the older brother of a friend from school and one from the gym, along with some flirting with other guys. You couldn't really say she was a true slut, but she certainly wasn't a prude.

Almost all of her sexual partners happened to be a little to a lot older than her. She just wasn't very interested in guys her own age. When she was 18, her thing with the guy from the gym was something special. He was 12 years older than she was, tall and muscular, with a bearded face. You could say he looked like a biker, although he drove a Tesla rather than a noisy motorcycle. Looking back at it now, it was 100% him enjoying her body. While he certainly used her for his own pleasure, he did so while giving her the most wonderful and intense orgasms she'd ever experienced. She didn't feel used at all! Instead, she was always looking forward to visiting him for a 'session' as he called it. After a while, they grew into a bit of a habit for those sessions. Anna would come into his apartment and take off all her clothes on the little round carpet right behind his front door. She wasn't allowed any clothes anywhere else in his apartment. He would then first 'inspect' her body, after which they would do whatever it was he wanted. Often that involved blowjobs, but he also had a growing collection of toys to use, from standard vibrators and dildos, through the use of handcuffs and a bunch of clamps to even some whips.

They never really referred to it in that manner, but she was his sex slave and he was her Master. And they both loved it.

At parties, one could almost certainly find Anna on the dance floor, where she certainly wasn't afraid to show off both her body and her dancing skills. Her efforts usually attracted quite a few stares, resulting in less money spent on drinks and more money left to spend on more sexy dresses.

Arriving at the university (it should be noted that besides sports and partying, she did manage to do pretty well in school) she went to as many parties as she could right away, attracting the same stares as she had gotten used to receiving back home. Her Master from back home had given her one challenge: she had to blow the first man who offered to buy her a drink at a party, no matter who it was. That happened to be easier than she'd feared. The guy who ran most of the sports events at her facility was really nice to her and hence, later that night she was really nice to him. She really didn't care what people would think of that behavior.

Already from that first party, she had a good vibe with the group from their facility and the first weeks of courses flew by. She learned a lot in the courses, but also outside of them. She was relatively far away from home, living alone for the first time in her life with less money than she would've liked to spend. Her mother paid for the university, her student room and also provided Anna with a decent amount for living expenses. But with the amount of partying she was doing, she always ended up short on cash.

Anna quickly found a yoga group at the 'uni' that had regular lessons, so she joined that but she was also looking to join a gym somewhere close to there. Unfortunately she couldn't find anything she could afford (well, not if she wanted to keep her party-expenses at this, admittedly, pretty high level.)

Then one day she was chatting to some of the other girls and asked if they knew a place. They started to discuss a few of the places she had already been looking at and were either really expensive or really shabby. She noticed Elise and Marie from her yoga class didn't contribute to the discussion, but they were looking at each other and they gave her the impression they were signalling to each other something like 'should we tell her' from the expressions on their faces.

Marie was a 20 year old tall blonde girl with a bit of a nerdy look but an amazing body which consisted of long thin legs, a perfectly flat belly, small boobs, a very pretty face framed with long curly blonde hair. She seemed to be wearing expensive looking clothes all the time, often including a tight top with clearly no bra underneath. Despite her somewhat nerdy looks, she was certainly fit and, as Anna had noticed at yoga class, extremely flexible.

Elise was just as fit but not with the extreme flexibility shown by Marie. She was just a little shorter than Anna and had an amazing round ass, described as 'so spankable, isn't it' by Marie after yoga class one day. Her boobs were a bit larger than Marie's but still smaller than Anna's. She had the most beautiful eyes and long ginger hair. She was 22 now, and one of the boys already told Anna she'd been in a few magazines modelling lingerie. No wonder the high resolution scans of those magazines were popular with the boys. Elise knew, but didn't care. Anna had a serious suspicion Elise was actually lesbian although nobody seemed to know for sure.

Anna didn't say anything about their weird behaviour during the discussion itself, but she made sure to catch one of them alone to ask her what it was all about. All she said was, "Nothing, it wouldn't be something that you'd be interested in anyway." That got Anna more and more curious of course, so she asked the other girl as well, but got a similar answer from her. She decided she should probably just let it go. However, a few days later Elise and Marie approached her together and asked Anna if they could take a picture with her. They were a bit secretive about it and insisted it had to be a full body pic.

The day after that mysterious photo was taken, they came to Anna again and asked, "Are you still looking for a good but cheap gym?" Once Anna confirmed that she was still looking, they finally told her a little of what was going on.

They were both members of some sort of exclusive invitation-only private gym that's entirely free for girls as long as they follow the training of the personal trainer who owns the place. "Oh, a free personal trainer as well then?" Anna asked.

"Err, yes, well, in a way," one of them answered.

"He doesn't want money for his compensation," the other said.

"So you fuck him?" Anna asked, but it was more of a statement of fact.

They looked at each other and started blushing a bit. "He doesn't want us to talk about it, but based on the picture we made yesterday he asked us to invite you over for a tour of the gym and to explain how it works, all without any obligations of course."

"Without any obligations?" Anna asked to confirm.

"Yes yes, don't worry, he's a real gentleman. And for what it's worth, we think you'll like him. But please go to him with an open mind!"

By now, Anna was pretty sure they were having sex in exchange for access to the training facilities, and she thought that was a bit weird and she wasn't really sure if she was ok with that. However, since she hadn't had properly good sex since she left home (she tried, but neither of the two guys she tried could make her cum and she was almost giving up finding her next sex-god at campus), she agreed to meet him after not much contemplation.

"If you want, we can go there right now." Classes were finished for the day, and other than cleaning up her student room Anna didn't have any plans so she agreed.

"Ok, let's find out who this pervert is!" she said with a smile.

The three of them walked together. They went a few streets away from campus, not talking at all the whole time. Elise and Marie seemed more nervous than Anna, so she started to worry about what she had gotten herself into. "No obligations, right?" she repeated to get a confirmation.

"Absolutely none, don't worry. He really is a true gentleman, no need to be scared," Elise replied.

But no matter what they said, Anna just couldn't make any sense of what she was about to see or who this mysterious gentleman was. She was still a bit worried. But also a bit horny as she was convinced some sort of sexual favors were required to become a member at the place.

She decided to just go along with it. Luckily they got there rather quickly. The place looked like any other building in the street, some offices at the front with a warehouse in the back. It didn't look like a gym at all. They told Anna to ring the bell that was labelled 'Members'. She approached the door and saw three buttons, one labelled 'Members', one labelled 'Sponsors' and one labelled 'Visitors/deliveries'. She pushed the 'Members' button and almost immediately the door buzzed open. Anna looked at her two friends who were waiting a few meters back. They nodded yes, so Anna asked them, "Aren't you coming?"

"No, no, he invited just you, have fun!" By now Anna was really scared, but also way too curious so she pushed the door open and entered.

Not that she had been in many office buildings yet, but it looked like what she knew from movies as a fancy office reception area. A curved desk with a large stylish logo behind it, a few lounge chairs on the other side, a water cooler and coffee machine close to the lounge chairs and a staircase in the back. It wasn't very big, but still felt spacious. Nobody was there.

"Hello?" She stepped a bit further inward and called a little louder, "Helllloooo?"

A little while later she heard some noise upstairs and a man came down the stairs. He looked like a fit man, in his 40s, dressed in a tailored suit. He had the body of a personal trainer with the suit and attitude of a successful businessman. He must have been almost 6 feet tall, bearded and with a similar haircut as her gym-sex-buddy/Master back home.

"Oh, hello there," Anna said. She understood why Elise and Marie had said they thought she'd like him, as they had seen pictures of her Master back home and the resemblance was certainly there.

"Hi, you must be Anna. Elise and Marie certainly didn't exaggerate when they said they found a beautiful prospect."

He took a step back and looked her over from top to toe. "Excellent." Anna saw him pausing and staring at her breasts, muttering, "Very fine indeed."

"So, Anna. You know we have a gym here, right? That's what you came here for, of course. But by now you probably understand that this is not just your regular gym and I'm not just your regular personal trainer."

"Yeah, I figured as much, and I'm very curious to hear what this is all about."

"OK, OK. I'm happy to explain, but first I must ask you to please hear the full story and keep an open mind. Can you do that for me?"

"Open mind? I consider myself very open minded, that shouldn't be an issue, Sir."

He nodded in approval. "I understand you are very keen to start your gym training again but you don't have the funds to do so at a regular gym, correct?"

"Yes Sir."

"OK, the way we work here is that we have what we call 'sponsors' who are happy to pay very good money to us in order for us to provide pretty girls like yourself with the very best of training facilities and top notch personal coaching. The money they pay us is plenty to fund all the infrastructure here plus also provide you personally and your student group with what I would describe as very generous sponsoring."

"And in exchange we have to fuck them?" is what Anna wanted to ask but was afraid to... so she asked, "OK, that sounds great, but err... What's the catch? What do they want in return?"

As if he was reading my mind, he answered with a big smile, "No, you don't have to fuck them." "But yes, they do get something in return of course. In summary, they get to watch you while I'm training you."

"That's it? Just watch us like all the pervert boys in a regular gym do anyway? That doesn't sound too bad. Do they really pay that much money for just that?"

"Well. Yes. But part of your training will be a bit different from what you were used to at your regular gym."

"How do you mean that it's different?"

"Well, for starters, I'll be your trainer and you'll have to do exactly what I tell you."

"Isn't that what any personal trainer expects?"

"Yes, but as I said, I'm not any personal trainer. I might order you some non-standard exercises or some twists to normal exercises that make it very interesting for our sponsors to watch. Your training will not be a walk in the park. Also, we'll decide on the outfits you will wear during the training sessions."

"Ok, so do I have to exercise naked then?"

"Sometimes yes, I'll certainly not deny that, but definitely not always. Would that be a problem? You don't come across as a very shy girl. We have to earn our money somehow you know."

"I'll have to think about it. I promised an open mind so I'm not shocked. You'll have to try harder to have me running out of here," Anna said with a smile.

"OK, OK, very well. You say that jokingly, but remember you'll always be free to walk out whenever you want, now or in the future if you decide to join my gym. My job is to encourage you not to do that, not to forbid you from doing that. We only want girls here who come here voluntarily, so there is zero obligation. The only thing we ask you, demand in fact, is that you're discreet about what happens here. Would you be willing to sign a non-disclosure agreement with me before I show you around the facilities?"

"There are no other obligations in that agreement?"

"Nope, just that you commit yourself to not talk about what happens here with anyone except the people who also signed the NDA. I just can't risk the beautiful thing we've built here going to waste because somebody decided to call the press."

"Did Elise and Marie sign it as well?"

"Yes."

"OK then. I'm way too curious to walk out now!"

After she read the short document she signed and handed it back to him.

"Thanks. Shall we go have a look then? I'd like to start with showing you our upstairs lounge. Please follow me."

He walked up the stairs and Anna followed him. Upstairs there was a very well designed lounge with on one side a long bar with a large amount of what looked like expensive bottles of alcoholic beverages and plenty of glasses. There was wine and stronger stuff and a fridge with beers. There were a bunch of comfy chairs with coffee tables next to each of them and a series of really large television screens above the bar. In the middle of the room was something that's best described as a little stage. There was a smaller outside area on the roof right next to the bar. Opposite the windows were lots of doors next to each other. In the middle of the wall opposite the bar was a large black glass box, all the way up to the ceiling.

He let her have a look around and told her that this was the area where the sponsors would come, and that the area would be off limits for her while any of them would be around.

"Once we open tonight, we will usually have about 10 to 15 sponsors gathering here. They are mostly retired businessmen who come here to relax, talk business and get some kinks satisfied."

As if 'kinks getting satisfied' was a very common thing to do on your average evening, he continued and directed Anna's attention to an arrangement of very stylish pictures hanging on the wall, each one showing a pretty girl in very nice lingerie, with each picture numbered.

"These are all our members and as you can see, your friends Elise and Marie are there as numbers 25 and 28."

Anna took a closer look and indeed, they were there. They looked absolutely stunning in those very professional looking pictures with their expensive lingerie on. What struck her immediately though was not so much their amazing appearance, but the fact that they had their numbers 25 and 28 written in permanent marker just above their left breast.

"If you would agree to become a member here, your picture will be here as well, you'd become number 34. We have those pictures taken at a studio close by with a professional team from the fashion world."

"Why are they numbered like that?"

"Oh, our sponsors don't know any of the girls by name, they only ever see the number. "

It did strike her as somewhat demeaning, being treated like a number, but she didn't make much out of it and asked what this glass box was all about.

"Those are the showers. After the training session, the girls come up here via a different staircase and enter the glass box from behind that wall. We would then turn the lights in the lounge area down and put bright light on inside this glass box. It's made from mirror glass, so that our sponsors can watch them in the shower undisturbed but from inside you will never be able to see into the lounge here. While the girls are showering, the sponsors can ask me to give them instructions. Often they'd ask the girls to expose their private parts so that the sponsors can have a closer look, but always from behind the glass of course. The sponsors can never ask anything directly, they always have to go through me. Last night for example a sponsor wanted the girls to kiss each other but I knew one of them didn't want any direct contact with the other girls so I politely declined his request."

"So here we will be butt naked with the perverts watching us?"

"We don't refer to them as perverts, but yes, in essence that's it. Some evenings they'll request and get a full blown lesbo show, other nights it's just pretty naked girls washing their sweaty bodies. You didn't mind men watching your naked body, right?"

"I said I'd think about that, but yeah, I think that would be acceptable to me."

"Hang on, let me just turn on the lights, that'll give you a better idea of what it looks like for the sponsors." He took his phone and switched the lights. "It's still light outside now of course, usually the girls wouldn't come here before it's dark outside."

Anna could indeed clearly see the brightly lit shower heads and her mind already imagined herself there, swaying her wet hair back to expose her fine boobs to the retired men on this side of the glass. Her pussy was betraying her here and signalled to her mind that the 'acceptable to me' she'd just mentioned would rather be 'very arousing for me' if she was being honest with herself.

"Both showers are controlled from this tablet here," he pointed to a tablet on a little table sitting next to the glass box. "The sponsors control the water flow and temperature. Some of them enjoy seeing the girls with a tiny amount of water, as that takes way longer and they get a longer show, some enjoy seeing the girls shower in cold water as that gives them very nicely erect nipples and some of the girls get really cute goosebumps from the cold water. It's up to us on this side of the glass to decide how long the shower takes."

He switched the lights back to normal and immediately it went from looking like a shower back to being a black glass box. If this was only the beginning, Anna was wondering what else was to come.