Other Destiny Stories:
Destiny’s Crush | Destiny the Guide | Destiny’s Language | Destiny and the Share-House | Destiny’s Friends | Destiny the Intern | Destiny at the Beach | Destiny’s Movie Night
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There were two reasons for a woman to go a gym, in the patriarchal world that Destiny lived in.
The first was to keep herself fit, thin, and fuckable for men. The second was to entertain men with her presence.
Destiny’s regular gym required women to be nude and wet at all times, except for certain accessories, so Destiny stripped nude on the street outside, and played with her pussy until she was close to orgasm.
Men walked by as she played with herself, gazing at her with lust and approval. Some called her a slut and a bitch – always a compliment, and she thanked them for it. One man even spat on her, which increased her arousal significantly.
Once she was nicely horny, she put on her seven-inch high heels, and her “support bra” – which consisted of a dog collar, connected to chains with clamps on the end. The clamps went on her nipples, pulling her tits upwards and ensuring that the slightest jiggle of her breasts caused intense pain in her nipples.
Inside, there were a few other women. Some were exercising. Some were helping men exercise. One girl was being gangbanged in the corner, which Destiny noted with approval.
There was no requirement for men to be undressed, but many did have their cocks out, and Destiny wiggled with joy at how many of those cocks twitched and hardened as their owners stared at Destiny’s naked body.
She went to the walking machine first, to give the men a chance to have a look at her. There, she practiced her feminine walk, one foot in front of the other in high heels, her posture straight, her tits out. Each step bounced her tits painfully. She watched the girl being gangbanged as she walked, all three of the girl’s holes simultaneously filled with cock, and felt her cunt getting even wetter.
As she was finishing on the walking machine, a man approached her. He was tall, and muscular, and he had his dick out, and Destiny was momentarily overcome with lust by the realisation that this man could physically force her to do anything and she would have absolutely no ability to resist.
“Want to do some push-ups, bitch?” he asked her.
“Sure,” said Destiny. “Oral?”
“Oral works for starters,” said the man.
“What can I call you?” asked Destiny.
“My name’s Elijah, but you can call me sir,” he replied.
They moved to the oral push-up station. Elijah lay flat on his back on the floor, his dick pointing up. Destiny detached her “support bra” from her nipples, and connected herself to the station – there were three metal rings on the floor, and attached to each was a piece of thick elastic, ending in a clamp. Destiny connected the clamps to each of her nipples, and to her clitoris, and then took her position, and tightened the elastic.
The position put her in a tits-down push-up position, with her mouth directly over Elijah’s cock. Destiny took his cock between her lips, and allowed herself to lay flat against the floor for a moment, and then began to do push-ups.
Each push-up raised her mouth up on his cock, and caused the elastic to pull painfully against her tits and clit. Each time she relaxed, her mouth would slide back down on Elijah’s dick.
The goal was to keep doing push-ups until Elijah ejaculated into her mouth. It would build her arm strength, and the pain in her tits and pussy on each push-up would create an association in her brain between avoiding or withdrawing from a man’s dick and agony. She had heard that girls who did lots of oral push-ups began to find it psychologically impossible to take their mouths off a man’s dick, and often had to be pushed away to force them to end a blowjob.
Destiny was quite skilled with her mouth, and after only fifty push-ups, Elijah was already filling her mouth with delicious sperm. Destiny waited, her mouth on his cock, until she had drunk every last drop, and then she disconnected herself from the clamps.
“Now you can help me on the weights machine,” said Elijah.
To prepare for the weights machine, Destiny had to put herself into a “one-bar prison”. This consisted of a single metal pole, pointing upright, with a dildo on the end, attached to a firm metal base. Destiny stood over it, on tiptoes, and the dildo was extended upwards with screws until it was lodged in her pussy. The base prevented Destiny from tipping over the pole, and there was no other way for her to get off the dildo without help to lift her up, or lower the dildo. To complete the effect, Destiny’s hands were cuffed behind her back.
Then Elijah applied the machine’s tight fabric cuffs around the base of Destiny’s tits. He fastened them around each breast as tight as they would go, causing her boobs to bulge lewdly.
Finally, he put a ball gag in her mouth, which only made sense, as nobody wanted to hear what Destiny had to say.
He then began to pull on the weight bar.
The bar was connected to cables that went up, into a pulley – and then down to Destiny’s tit cuffs. When Elijah pulled on the bar, Destiny was lifted bodily upwards by her tits. It was both painful and humiliating. Then, when he released the bar, Destiny was dropped back down onto the dildo.
Destiny could see Elijah’s cock hardening again, enjoying her helplessness and humiliation. It made her happy that her abuse could give sexual enjoyment to a man.
Destiny orgasmed near the end of Elijah’s set. He came over and took her off the one-bar prison when he was done, and then moved her to another weight station.
Here, he was lying down on his back again, the cuffs remained on Destiny’s tits, and it was his dick that used the bar and pulleys to lift Destiny up and down on. She was positioned spread-legged over his cock, and he pulled her up and down by her tits, effectively using her to masturbate himself until he finally reached a second ejaculation, spraying the inside of her cunt with his seed.
Some inevitably spilled out when he lifted her off him again; Destiny had to lick the weight station clean with her tongue when they were done.
Elijah had no further use for Destiny, so she moved to do some squats over large thick dog-dick shaped dildos, fucking them in and out of her while developing her leg muscles. Next she moved to the wall mounted dildos, and practiced simultaneously masturbating a cock in each hand, which was good for her arm muscles.
Finally she strapped on a pair of boxing gloves and went to work out on the punching bags, which had been decorated with pictures of buxom nude women. She worked hard to consistently land hard, forceful blows on the punching bag’s painted tits, mixed with jabs to its cunt.
Then a group of men came over and made it clear that there was no good reason for them to use a punching bag when Destiny was right there. They tied her to one of the bags, her hands above her head, her legs spread, and then proceeded to use her breasts as their own personal punching bag.
Destiny was crying by the time they were done beating her tits; she couldn’t help it, even as happy as she was to provide service to the men. Her tears seemed to make the men particularly aroused. They took her down, and soon Destiny was being gang-raped, just like the girl she had seen upon entering. She had one man underneath her, his cock in her cunt; another man behind her, his cock in her ass; and she took the third man’s dick in her mouth.
All in all, it was a very intense experience. But Destiny knew in exercise there was no gain without pain; it was important for every woman to push through the pain and rape and degradation involved in public exercise in order to develop the fit, attractive body that she owed to men.
She would aim to repeat all of the experiences she was having today three times a week.
And then, when her body was used to it, she would take it up a notch.
For the sake of fitness.
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