Gym series

Gym01

Showing off his impressive body for his master�s pleasure.

Gym02

He stands unmoving, his mind drained until he becomes an empty shell. Soon he will be ready to be filled by the master, in every way.

Gym03

�Yes, you will make an excellent slave, my mindless muscular minion. But I must give you back some of your mind. How else will you help me enslave your bodybuilder friends? You want to do that, don�t you?�

�I do, master. My friends must be your slaves, as I am. I will do whatever you want. I live to please you, master.�

�You do, and you have. Now get dressed. Go and bring me your hottest friend.�

�I obey, master.�

Gym04

�What do you wish me to do, Master?�

�The yard needs work. Look at it. You don�t need me to tell you what needs doing, do you?�

�No, Master. I�ll start right away.�

�Before you go, this instruction. Do your work sexy. The more you do, the hornier you�ll get. The blood pumping through those big muscles of yours will get you more and more turned on. No cumming until I say, though.�

�Yes, Master.�

�Good. Be thorough with your work. When you�re done, return here and I�ll take care of that hard hot body of yours.�

�Thank you, Master. I can�t wait for you to use my body. This is me, being sexy.�

Gym05

�I have the supplies, Master.�

�Very good, Francesco. Go pour the foundation for the storage shed. Then while you�re waiting for the concrete to dry, you and your gym buddy Guillermo can entertain me by wrestling. Winner gets fucked by me, while the loser gets fucked by the winner. So really, no one�s a complete loser. Now get to work. Sooner you�re done, sooner the fun.�

�Yes, master, right away!�

Gym06

Do you like my body, Master? I have built it all for you. It is yours to do with as you wish. The more I work out, the deeper in your control I become. I live only to serve you, sir.

Gym07

Abasing himself before his master. How easily the mighty fall.

Gym08 (gif)

That�s right, squat down like you do on your master�s cock.

Gym09 (gif)

�Does my body please you, master?� The bodybuilder, wearing only what looked like a black diaper, flexed, prominently displaying his abs and large biceps.

�I want to see you only in your underwear and doing a different pose.�

Immediately pulling the black short pants off, he now stood in boxer briefs. His excitement at standing before his master was now impossible to hide. Lifting up his arms, he flexed again.

�I�ve not seen you for a few weeks. Have you been following your diet?� The question was rhetorical, as he could see the results, but wanted to hear his slave admit it.

�No, master, I have cheated somewhat.�

�Yes, I can see. Your definition is atrocious. I like beefy, and your pecs and biceps and legs are on target. But that fat in your midsection is not allowing your abs to show well at all.�

�I, I am sorry master, to have so disappointed you.�

�What�s done can be undone. You will go back to a strict diet. I don�t need to give you details, you know what you need to do. I will check on you in a few weeks. I do not wish to be disappointed again.�

�Thank you, master! Your mercy is great. When you see me next, I will be totally shredded. My body will please you completely. Will you use me then?�

�If your body pleases me, as I am sure it will after we�ve had this talk, I will use you and abuse you until you are sore all over.�

�Thank you so much, master! May I go and start working out again?�

�You may, my slave, you may.�

Bowing, the bodybuilder returned to the main room of the gym with but one thought in his mind. Work out and diet so my body pleases the master again.

Gym10 (gif)

"Why am I working out so much?" Gabe asked himself.

He had always tried to keep himself in shape, since back in high school. But when he joined that new gym a few months back, he felt like he had to spend every waking moment working out.

In fact, he had joined two other gyms so he could exercise whenever the urge come on him. Which seemed to be all the time lately. It was even starting to interfere with his work.

He stood in the dressing room of one of those gyms, wondering what was happening to him. Then the light appeared in his mind. The flashing light. The light he first saw in the new gym. The light he saw whenever he had doubts. The light that erased worries and concerns.

He pulled off his jacket and shirt and put on his workout muscle-T. "My body must please the master," Gabe mumbled as he headed into the near-empty gym.

Gym11 (gif)

"So nice, Gabe, so nice."

The master was watching as Gabe stripped off his t-shirt and stood barechested. He had placed hidden cameras in the other gyms to which Gabe had become a member. Watching his slaves working out was as pleasurable as using them to satisfy his whims.

And Gabe provided a great deal of pleasure in both departments. Like now, seeing him strain every muscle to keep his body desirable. The master had so many slaves, and he did not get to spend as much individual time as he wanted with each. It had been nearly a month since he had last been with Gabe. Seeing him now, the master decided to make up for that. He left a message on Gabe's cellphone to meet on Saturday. The master smiled, thinking of all the pleasure that Gabe's beautiful body would give him.

Gym12

Ben was the Owner's worst failure, and his greatest success.

When the young man had come into the gym, the Owner had seen so much potential. His subjugation to the Owner's will being the easiest ever just made it that much simpler to shape Ben.

But there lay the problem. Ben took instruction too well. The Owner made him work out more. He changed Ben so that while he worked out, the pleasure center of his brain would be active. It was like he was having the best orgasm in the world when he exercised. And as he grew stronger and could work out longer, the pleasure only increased.

The Owner realized his mistake too late. Ben turned into a mindless machine, no thoughts except the pleasure he got from exercising. The Owner discovered that an experiment like this had been done years ago, but with electrodes in the brains of rats.

So the Owner reversed the changes. However, this caused Ben to go into extreme withdrawal. He stopped eating and curled into a ball, becoming nearly catatonic.

The Owner decided to return Ben to his altered state. Once he was made to start exercising again and the pleasure returned, the smile on Ben's face was almost angelic.

Ben could still receive pleasure from sex, and the Owner took advantage of that. The Owner had Ben fed and taken to the bathroom, since he eventually forgot how to do that. There were times when the Owner regretted what he had done. But when he looked at the result, and especially when Ben was salivating on his cock or he was riding the muscle slave like an animal, the concern went away. You learn from your mistakes, he thought, looking into Ben�s doe eyes filled with bliss, before erupting into his slave�s mouth or ass.

Gym13

"Felipe, you are my muscular masterpiece," said the Owner.

The bodybuilder's smile was mirrored by his master. Even he found it difficult to believe that it had been only a year since he had become a muscle slave. He had worked so hard to shape his body to please his master. The praise he received made him swell with pride.

His cock also began to grow. This was his weekly inspection. At first the master had only examined him once a month. But as his physique became more refined, the frequency of the master's inspections increased.

Felipe had finished a grueling workout only an hour ago. He had showered and then gone to the Owner's office only wearing a towel. Once he closed the door, he undid the towel and stood naked. Ready for the Owner to do whatever he wished.

The Owner's hands glided over Felipe as he assumed various poses as commanded. A bicep was squeezed, a butt cheek stroked, a nipple tweaked and the other gently nibbled. Each passing second aroused him more and more, making it harder to think, transforming him into a mindless muscle beast whose only desire was to satisfy his Owner.

Which was as the Owner had programmed him to be. He had learned from his mistakes with Ben. And with Felipe he had achieved the ideal balance of mind and body. He trained almost unceasingly, but also helped others at the gym to obtain the physiques so prized by the Owner.

When Felipe began to grunt like a gorilla, the Owner smiled again. "On your hands and knees." Growling, the bodybuilder obeyed. All he wanted was the Owner inside him. Mouth or ass, it did not matter. In his current condition, only the Owner's cock could sate him.

Shoving his cock in Felipe's mouth first, the slave moaned in satisfaction as he devoured it. "Must� please� master," was the only thought he could still form.

The Owner moaned as well. Felipe had become the perfect pleasure creature. He would also help the Owner gain other muscle slaves. Felipe had won the state bodybuilding championship and had a good shot at winning nationals. Other bodybuilders were already asking what his secrets were for getting the body he had. A national win would only increase that interest. More minds and bodies to play with.

Pulling out, he went behind Felipe and pushed into him, the Owner's cock well lubricated with the bodybuilder's saliva. Felipe groaned and his head fell forward. The Owner thought no more of plots and plans as he pounded in and out of the firm muscle ass of his greatest creation.

Gym14

"Steven and I are in our room at the hotel, master."

"Excellent, Felipe. Go on the balcony and do a double bicep pose. Steven, show me that view."

Felipe did as ordered. To obey the master was his purpose, his happy place. Steven use his phone to send video of Felipe's posing to the master. He was jealous sometimes of the attention that Felipe received from the Owner, but he could not deny the reasons why. Felipe's physique was stunning. He had been excited to be the one chosen to go with his fellow bodybuilder to the national championships.

Steven was in excellent shape. All of the chosen of the master were. But Felipe was the odds-on favorite to win. He was just happy that there would be some time that the two could ravage each other. Of course they would record all the sex they had for the Owner's viewing when they got home. Doing it with the Owner's favorite and knowing that it would also be pleasing the Owner made Steven want to rip off Felipe's clothes and throw him into bed right now.

"Enough boys. Get inside and take off your shirt, Felipe, and do some crunches. Fantastic. Beautiful. You are going to win for sure." The Owner noticed the shakiness of the camera. "Are you OK, Steven?"

"Yes, it just that, Felipe, like that."

"Difficult to think clearly? Distracting?"

"Something like that."

"Well, the meet and greet isn't until this evening. So why don't you unpack and then have some fun. But make sure you're presentable when you go out."

"Of course, master!" "Yes, master!"

"Call me tonight after you get back and tell me how things went. Take lots of pictures. I want to see all the potential new slaves you two are going to help me get, and pick out the best. Night, boys."

"Good night, master."

Gym15

"How is Dean coming along?"

"Very well, master. I have seen him checking me and some of the other men out when he thinks we aren't looking. He has been finding more excuses to touch me."

"Good. He should be completely converted by the end of the week. An excellent find, Felipe. As a reward, you will sexually train him. I trust you to judge when he is ready to please me. Take your time."

"Thank you, master. I will make sure he does not dissatisfy you." Felipe could barely contain his excitement. Dean's physique was nearly on par with his own. He looked forward to exploring that body intimately, and making sure he would be fully prepared to please the master. No matter how long it took.

Gym16

The glasses were the only remnant of his former brilliance. The advanced physics professor was now only another musclehead slave of the Owner.

Gym17

Bigger.

He must get bigger, Ivan told himself. He must strain against the pain. Not to the point of injury, though. The Owner did not want his slaves damaged.

Yet the Owner spent so little time with him. Felipe, it was always Felipe. Yes, he was handsome. Yes, his body was amazing.

Ivan had to make the Owner notice him. To want to be with him like the Owner wanted to be with Felipe. He must get bigger. He must become a mountain. A mountain of muscle that the Owner could not ignore.

Stretch. Lift. Push. Pull. He would become the body the Owner would want to use. "Use me," he whispered, "I must get bigger."

Bigger.

Gym18

"Decisions, decisions."

Dean had sent the Owner several photos of costumes he could wear for the Halloween party at the gym. All involved him not wearing much more than a black speedo with rainbow stripes on either side.

The first was just the speedo. Second was a belt with leather straps hanging off it, leather bracelets and bicep bands, and a necklace with fake animal teeth. Sort of a Tarzan meets Roman gladiator look. Next was only the speedo again, with gray around the eyes and white contact lenses. He was posing with another gym member who was painted gray down the right side of his body. Dean said it was a zombie look, but if so they were the tannest zombies the Owner had ever seen. Last was a minimalist Green Lantern inspired costume. "If Reynolds had worn that in his movie, maybe it wouldn't have tanked so bad. Though what he did wear, it was almost like he was wearing nothing anyway."

The decision was not that difficult. The Owner texted Dean, telling him to wear the Green Lantern outfit. Felipe had finished Dean's training, and fucking him while dressed like a superhero would be spectacular.

The Owner also told Dean to save the leather outfit. That one inspired all kinds of other possibilities. Breaking in Dean was going to be worth the wait.

Gym19

"Tear off your pants and underwear, then kneel."

"I obey, master." Wade shred his clothes and assumed the position of obeisance as commanded.

When Felipe had brought Wade to the gym, the Owner suspected steroid use. It was the only way the mammoth man could have gotten so big.

Still, that massiveness was appealing. So the Owner invited him to join. Wade worked out obsessively, even more machinelike as the programming took hold. Soon the bodybuilder was completely under the Owner's sway.

As suspected, Wade was heavily using steroids. The Owner had him gradually reduce his intake, but increase his exercising to compensate. He made Wade take the best supplements available. The Owner liked his slaves healthy, unpolluted by chemicals with unpleasant side effects.

For Wade the Owner had something special in mind. He had gotten tired of Ben, one of his early experiments. The Owner wanted a new fucktoy, but more masculine with more muscle and more intellect. But not much more.

The adjustments took time and care. However, in a matter of weeks, Wade had the mind of a six-year old and the body of a god.

A mesmerizing body to which he could do anything. Looking at the mountainous mass of majestic muscle before him, head bowed, the Owner smiled. He knew Ivan wanted to get big enough to be noticed, but he would never be like the man before the Owner. "You are perfect, Wade." The Owner shed his clothes. "Look at me."

Wade raised his head. His eyes widened. He had never seen the Owner naked. He trembled, childishly scared and excited about what would be done to him.

"Felipe, come in please." He entered, already unclothed. Wade had not seen Felipe this way either, and his eyes got even wider.

"You take the front, I'll take the back. Wade, doggy position."

Wade, who was only on one knee, got on all fours as he was told. Felipe fed him his cock, which Wade devoured greedily. This muffled his moan as the Owner, lubing himself up first, slid slowly into Wade's virgin ass. Soon what pain there was turned into pleasure like he had never experienced. His purpose was realized. Pleasing the Owner, and any men the Owner chose. He was where he was meant to be.

Gym20

Carlos stood in the Owner's office, breathing heavily. He had just finished a grueling regime, and his bare chest was covered in sweat.

"I apologize, master. I would have showered first, but you wished to see me right away."

"That's fine, Carlos. I wanted to see you like this." The Owner touched his pecs. His nipples became erect, and his manhood, already hard, jumped from the contact.

Moving behind, the Owner wrapped his hands around Carlos' waist. "Are you ready? Ready to serve me completely? Ready to be totally used by me?"

"Yes, master," he breathed, pushing his ass back. "Please, I have wanted this for so long."

"Then take off those pants and kneel."

Carlos enthusiastically did as he was told. His head bowed, clad only in a posing speedo, he waited. He would stay in this position as long as the Owner chose, but he wanted to be used now. He shivered, anticipating all the pleasure he would give and receive. He would do his best so that the Owner would call him here more often.

"I've heard tell of your flexibility. Show me."

Carlos stood up, and then stretched his legs out in opposite directions until he had completed a full split.

"Even better than I'd heard." The Owner walked to his desk and swept everything off to the floor. "Naked. Here. On your back. Now."

Carlos slipped off the speedo and lay on top of the desk. The Owner quickly removed his own clothes. Grabbing Carlos' ankles, he spread the legs wide and back. He pushed into his slave's ass, surprised at the ease he could do so.

Seeing the Owner's look, Carlos said, "I have been using butt plugs and dildoes to prepare myself for this. Are you pleased?"

"Yes, very much. I admire your initiative." The Owner slid in and out, Carlos moaning with each thrust. Looking down at the tattoo on his slave's chest, the Owner said, "Growl like the lion on your chest. You are an animal. A wild animal, tamed to my will."

"Grrrrrr! Raaaar!"

Whatever the Owner desired, Carlos would avidly satisfy. The more he could please the Owner, the more fulfilled he would be. And hopefully filled by the Owner. Every chance he could get.

Gym21

Kevin's cock was so close Kyle could almost taste it.

He knew that taste so well now. Before the twins had started at the gym, neither had put a cock in their mouth. Neither had even been gay, and definitely neither had been attracted to the other.

In fact they were, in their own words, "horndogs." One of their favorite things to do was sleep with the other's girlfriend to see if they noticed the difference. They laughed about it because the women usually could not.

However, that changed only a few days after they joined. Why had they never realized how hot guys were, they thought. Their interest in women decreased, and they abandoned the girls with whom they were sleeping.

Ever day their horniness grew. They masturbated; they used dildoes on themselves and each other, but were unable to cum. They wanted to have sex with men, but were too embarrassed to ask any to whom they were attracted.

Finally, when they felt they were going to burst, the owner of the gym asked to meet them in his private office. When they entered, two of the trainers, Felipe and Dean, were there as well. They wore skimpy muscle t-shirts cut just below their pecs and board shorts.

"So, boys, you've been here over a month. How do you like things?" asked the owner.

"Great. It's great," said Kyle.

"Yeah, the gym's great," added Kevin.

"How about yourselves? Any problems? You can trust me and tell me anything."

Of course they could, they realized. They could tell the Owner anything. That was how they thought of him now. Owner. Capital O.

So they told him about how they were turned on by men now instead of women. How they had not been able to cum, no matter what they did.

"My fault. I've been expanding your horizons, you might say. Some subliminal reprogramming to get you to my way of thinking. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, don't mind. Never felt better."

"Yeah, we like what you're doing to us. But can you do something about us being horny all the time?"

"Certainly. Right now. It's why I called you in. Felipe, lock the door. Everybody, get naked."

The two trainers tore off their clothes. Their bodies were like perfect sculptures. Their cocks were hard. The brothers licked their lips simultaneously.

Then they saw the Owner. Seeing him naked, they fell immediately and madly in lust for him.

"On your hands and knees, boys."

Felipe got behind Kyle and Dean behind Kevin. They pushed in slowly until their cocks were all the way in the twin's asses. The Owner stepped close and the brothers licked and sucked his cock.

It felt so good. So right. When the trainers came inside them, the Owner came all over their faces, and the twins came without even touching themselves. It was the best orgasm either had ever had.

"Did you like that, boys?"

"Yes, master," they said in unison.

"Perfect. I do love my muscle hunks, but having a couple of guys on the twinkier side is nice for variety. You being twins makes it all the better. Now, for another fun change. When you get horny now, you will have sex with each other. Any qualms about that, they are erased. Practice as often as you can. The better you get, the better you can please me when I fuck you. And I will fuck each of you. You want that." The last was not even a question, but the twins responded.

"Yes, master, I want you to fuck me." "Me too, fuck me too."

Since then, they had been following the Owner's commands. Right now they were in one of the special workout areas. Away from the public, where someone off the street could not randomly wander in and see them exercising in only their underwear. Or sometimes nothing at all. They knew most people would not understand the love and lust the twins now felt for each other. The Owner was so wise to have spaces like this where they could express themselves as they chose. Where their activities could be recorded so the Owner could view them whenever he chose.

Kyle finished his last set on the dumbbells. He sat up, and Kevin massaged his shoulders. Their underwear was bulging.

"Workouts make me so horny."

"Everything now makes us horny."

"I know, but workouts especially. I want to jump your bones."

"Why wait?" The twins stripped off their underwear. The few others in the room smiled and continued working out. Kevin pushed Kyle up against the mirrored wall and thrust into his brother's ass. By now, they knew how to give the other the most pleasure. Kevin jerked off his brother and when he came, Kyle splattered all over the mirror, which had fogged up from the sweat. Kevin kissed Kyle's neck, both breathing heavy.

A few minutes later, Kyle said, "Time for your workout." Kevin smiled. This was how things were supposed to be. Now if only the Owner would fuck them, life would be perfect. It would be soon, though, he hoped. Please let it be soon.

Gym22

Shredded. That was what the Owner wanted.

"I have plenty of musclebound slaves. A few twinkier ones too. But I want someone leaner, more cut."

The Owner had given him strict diet guidelines and a rigorous workout schedule. He only worked part-time so he could devote as much effort as possible to improving his body. The Owner took care of any extra financial needs.

Until he reached the goals the Owner had set, he was allowed no sex of any kind. He had wet dreams every so often, which he had not had since puberty.

But it was all worth it. To make the Owner happy, nothing was more important. Therefore, he kept exercising. Waiting for the day when the Owner would be please enough to be inside him. In his mouth or in his ass, it did not matter. The day would come. Then so could he.

Gym23

"The light. So bright. Can't, can't think."

"Of course you can't. I don't want you to. I'm not interested in your mind. Only your body. And what a body it is. That body will be mine."

"What? What are you, don't understand."

"You don't need to. Just watch the light. Feel your mind emptying. Emptying so it can be filled. Filled by me. Filled with obedience. Filled with desire. For me. You want me. You want to serve me. You want to be fucked by me."

"No I don't want, want you. Want you, no, don't, I, want you. Want to, want to serve. Serve you. No don't want, no, not fuck. No, me, don't, fuck. Want, not, to be. To be fucked. Want, want to be fucked."

The bodybuilder was getting so horny. He was trying to resist, but forgetting why he wanted to resist.

"Good. Good. They always submit in the end. And they always submit their end to me.

Gym24

Dean and Felipe stood in only white briefs in front of the master.

Felipe, he thought, was still as close to perfection as a bodybuilder could be. However, Dean was close. Very close.

The master had enjoyed each of them intimately individually, especially Felipe. However, now he was ready to enjoy them at the same time.

"Tear off each other's underwear."

They obeyed, quickly shredding the material. Both were fully aroused, as all slaves were when in private presence of the master.

"Kiss each other." Their tongues were each in the mouth of the other, hands moving up and down and around their bodies.

"Enough. Now 69, Felipe on top. I will fuck you, then Dean on top and I will fuck him. What happens after, let's wait and see."

Gym25

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, I wanted to see you. All of you."

"Hey man, I ain't into any of that fag shit."

"Funny, you could have fooled me. Look at yourself."

The bodybuilder did, and then did a doubletake. He had no shirt on, and his pants were pulled down to just above his pubes.

"What the fuck man? What the fuck?!"

"The fuck is you. Or at least, you're the one who's going to get fucked. And you so badly want to get fucked."

"No way, I," he stopped, because suddenly his ass felt empty. Like it needed to be filled. Filled by a hard cock. The hard cock of the man before him.

"You can't hurt me. You don't want to hurt me."

It was true. He was ready to punch the owner, but now he could not. What was happening?

"A number of the clients here are my slaves. Not all, but a lot. The music, the lights, the sports drinks and other things. They've been changing you, making you like guys. Sexually, that is."

He had been checking out other guys in the shower, but had not thought anything of it. Now the memories were turning him on.

"I've been preparing you, getting you ready to serve me. To please me. And there's nothing more important to you than pleasing me, correct?"

He wanted it. Wanted to please the Owner. If that meant being fucked, he would do it. Making the Owner happy was the most important thing in the world.

"You're my slave. Say it."

"I'm, I'm your slave, man." He got out of his pants unprompted, and then got on the ground on all fours. "You wanna fuck me? Here I am, man. Fuck my tight muscle ass. I need you in my ass!"

"Well, if you insist."

Gym26

"Here as ordered, master."

"Wait over in the corner. There will be someone else joining us tonight."

"As you command, master."

Gym27

Why am I here, thought Mason.

He did not even remember driving to the gym, much less getting inside. It was after hours so it should be closed. There did not seem to be anyone else there.

"You've arrived. Excellent."

The bodybuilder turned and saw the gym's owner.

"You were expecting me? I don't, I don't remember us having an appointment. Or even how I got here or got in. What's going on?"

"You'll find out in a minute. Identify me."

"You're the owner of the gym."

"What else?"

"You are, you," the bodybuilder's eyes widened. "You are my master?"

"Yes, good, that's it. You're going through the final adjustments. And who are you? Or more precisely, what are you?"

The bodybuilder frowned, and then he knew the answer. "I'm your slave. Really? I'm your slave? Yeah, yeah, I'm your slave."

"And what will you do for me?"

"Anything. Everything. Making you happy, it's, it's, it's more important than anything. What do you want me to do? Please, tell me what you want me to do."

"Shirt off for a start." Mason obeyed. The master took a moment to take in the sight. He had seen the bodybuilder shirtless before. He had seen him naked as well, via the cameras in the gym showers. However, he had not seen him shirtless in person, with no one else around. Shirtless, and now his slave.

"Come here, we're ready." Another bodybuilder came out from behind one of the machines. He was shirtless as well, and more ripped than Mason.

"Having sex with each other will please me. When I snap my fingers, you will finish getting naked. Mason, you will suck his cock and then he will fuck you. If I like how you do, my cock will be in your mouth or ass sometime tonight. If not, you will just have to train hard so you can become worthy enough to please me. Ready?"

"Yes master," both men said.

The Owner snapped his fingers. He hoped it would be a very long night.

Gym28

�So glad you could meet me after hours, Mister Gibson.�

�It�s the least I can do, considering all the progress I�ve made since I got here. And call me Ronald, please.�

�Of course, Ronald. And it�s that progress I wanted to discuss. I�ve been getting the selfies you�ve been sending. Progress is an understatement. I�ve been checking you out in the showers, too.�

�In the showers?�

�Yes. I have cameras discreetly installed in all of them. As the owner, I like to get the full picture of the results of my clients� efforts.�

�That makes sense.� The Owner smiled. What he said should have shocked Gibson, but exposure to subliminals in the gym had erased those concerns. They had also caused other changes, changes that the Owner was ready to explore.

�Take off your shirt and do some poses for me, front and back.�

Gibson unhesitatingly obeyed. After a few poses, the Owner said, �That�s enough. Can you take off the rest of your clothes and repeat what you did?�

�Certainly.� Gibson quickly got naked and carried out the Owner�s instructions.

�Good. Do ten one-handed pushups with each hand.� Once done, the Owner said, �You can stand.� Gibson�s sweaty skin shone. His exertion had caused the exact effect the Owner wanted.

�You�ve been using dildoes and butt plugs to loosen up to make it easier to fuck you?�

�Yes, I have. I took my butt plug out before I came here.�

�Yes, I have, who?�

�Sorry about that. Yes, I have, master.�

�Good.� Everything was exactly as he wanted. �Stand in front of my desk. That�s close enough. Put your hands on the desk. Get a firm grip. Spread you legs apart more. More. Stop.�

Gibson was bent forward, his ass exposed. �I�m going to fuck you now, Ron. When I cum inside you, you�ll be permanently mine. You want that, don�t you?�

�Yes, master. Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard, I�m just muscle slut. I�m your muscle slut. Break me in, make me yours. I need you, I need you inside me. Please, hurry, I can�t stand not having your cock in me much longer.�

Another muscle slave to add to his collection, and a massive one at that. The Owner plunged in and bottomed out in mere seconds. This was always the best part, which is why he always needed more. With increased business from guys wanting to work out at the gym of the national champion, the supply of hot new bodies was not going to end anytime soon.

Gym29

�Reporting for inspection, sir.�

�You�re late.�

�I�m sorry, sir, I�

�Excuses I do not want to hear. Give me fifty pushups.�

�Yes, sir!�

When completed, the owner said, �That will do. Tear off your shirt.�

The bodybuilder unhesitatingly obeyed. He liked the shirt, but that did not matter. He must do what the owner said. He wanted nothing more than to do what the owner said.

�Your development is coming along nicely. Let me see more of your Apollos belt on your left side.�

The bodybuilder pulled down his pants, exposing more of his hip and lower abdomen.

�Enough. Continue with your routine. I will inspect you again in a month. If what I find pleases me, you will have the honor of being fucked by me. Possibly some others from here as well. Until then, no sex for you. Not even masturbation. I want you full and potent when next we meet. Understand?�

�Yes, sir. I am yours to do with as you will.� He had hoped he would find release tonight. He had not had sex since before his last monthly inspection. He had to wear a jock strap all the time to keep his raging hardon under control.

But the owner�s commands must be followed. Let next month be here soon, though. Please let it be here soon.

Gym30

Workout, workout, must work out. Workout, workout, must work out.

He had a life once. Flashes of it appeared in his mind between sets, and as quickly vanished.

Job. He remembered the word. A place where he used to work, doing work, work.

Workout, workout, must work out. Workout, workout, must work out.

Home. A building, he would eat there, sleep there. Now he ate and slept at the building across the street. Others there. They ate and slept there between workouts. Workouts.

Workout, workout, must work out. Workout, workout, must work out.

Family. A woman. Wife? Children. It was almost there. Almost.

The men were his family. The gym was his home. The Owner was his, his.

No, he was the Owner�s. He belonged to the Owner. He lived for the Owner. He worked out for the Owner.

Workout, workout, must work out. Workout, workout, must work out.

Gym31

�How was the first month, Conrad?�

�Better than expected, master. Membership alone is twenty percent higher than predicted.�

The outstanding success of the Owner�s gym had finally prompted him to open a second one. Conrad was the manager of the new facility. The Owner had considered several possibilities, but Conrad�s experience had put him at the top of the list.

Also, the Owner liked to avoid the spotlight. Conrad�s handsome features and muscular defined physique made him the ideal face (and body) for the business.

�That�s what I like to hear. You remember my incentive program, right?�

�Yes, master.� Conrad was allowed to break in any potential slaves before bringing them to the main gym. For every ten that were approved by the Owner, Conrad would be able to spend one night alone with his master.

The Owner smiled. It would be the only sex the two would have together as well. Incentive indeed. �Good. Get dressed. And I look forward to your first offerings.�