Man Hunting 9- Time to Work

The two walked inside a very modern and sleek gym with glass doors and a near surrounding view of the city below. The two walked past a reception desk with a very built and attractive Asian man clicking away at a computer screen. He glanced up and pressed a button under the desk which opened the glass sliding doors behind him. The two walked inside the gym and the doors closed behind them.

The space had the most modern equipment Rebecca ever saw but was not particularly busy inside.
There were a few women, each physically perfect and extremely polished and gracefully poised. The rest were all men, but unlike her expectations, they weren’t all muscled behemoths or bodybuilders. Most were model handsome and chiseled. They were of many body types, races, and sizes but all were relatively young and she noticed they all wore extremely tight athletic clothing, generally spandex tights and tight tops or next to nothing at all.

Rebecca and Tori walked around for a bit and the men glanced at them but ignored them mostly. There was typical electronic music playing and the occasional sounds of conversation or steel weights slamming. Rebecca was intimidated by all of the beautiful people and the physical size and strength of the men. Tori seemed to have a mission but she stared down the men as she passed them and they always glanced away.

“What is this place?” Rebecca asked.

“One of the gyms we sponsor. Showroom if you like.” Tori stopped and checked out one man’s ass as he did heavy deadlifts.

“Pretty nice place.”

“Yea, private and exclusive. You have to be invited, and have a look. It’s also where we corral the men and keep an eye on them.”

“How so?”

“Once they show they aren’t complete flakes and aren’t idiots that are running around shooting their mouths off, this is one of their rewards. And it is a place we can basically have our way anytime we want. Win-win for them, or so they think.” Tori started to walk toward a man working on a cable machine toward one corner of the gym.

“Now what?” Rebecca asked.

“I need to have a talk with this asshole. Just watch and listen.”

Tori approached the man from behind and he quickly spotted her in a mirror. His expression sunk a little but he kept working out. He was tall, early twenties and had unkempt light brown hair. His body was expectedly muscular and solid, but not like some of the others Rebecca had seen recently. His muscle was not hard and chiseled but still a little soft. It looked like guys she had seen before who started a cycle of steroids and were still getting bulked up. He was wearing a loose and ripped tank top and wore gray and navy leggings like so many of the other men.

“So, we need to talk.” Rebecca climbed onto the knee brace of the machine and sat facing him with her legs splayed over his.

“About what?” He was slightly out of breath and stopped pulling on the weights.

“Oh no, keep going. Don’t mind me. Let’s get you a little relaxed first.” She reached down with her right arm and started to manipulate his genitals through his tight pants.

“Um, okay. Are you supposed to do that?” The man started to rep out the weights again with great effort as she quickly got him hard.

“I do whatever I want to you.” She massaged his cock for a few more seconds until he was very hard.

“Sure…” He pulled the bar down a few more times and looked at her for permission to stop.
“You stop when I say. Why aren’t you following the rules?” She stroked him very gently to keep him aroused.

“I am, what didn’t I do?” He stopped for a second and then pulled the weight down again with extreme strain.

“You’re two weeks behind, and you didn’t answer our call last week. You’re going to get cut off.” She grabbed his cock hard and he dropped the bar.

“I told you I didn’t have any money right now. Soon, I promise. And I couldn’t answer, I was driving.”

“Oh fuck you! You owe us three hundred bucks. That’s the cut off.” She stroked his thighs as she talked.

“Come on, I can’t swing that but I will. What else can I do?”

“Nothing, you’re going to get cut off and be out of here. You know the program, until you start to do everything we tell you, it’s full retail. You’re not looking as full as last week, how do you feel?” She continued to pet him.

“Yea, not great. You know it. So what do you want?” He growled a little, knowing he did not have any cards to play.

“I want you to promise me I’ll get my money, and I won’t have to worry about you ignoring us.” She went back to his cock.

“Yea, I get it. I don’t have the money, but you know I’ll do whatever.” He seemed strangely desperate.

“Very good, and this is what you want?” She pulled a full syringe out of her pocket and showed it to him.

“Well, yea, but fuck right here?” He looked around frantically but no one turned to see their exchange.

“Of course.” She flicked the cap off and plunged it into his thigh and rammed the drugs in.

“Fuck! Is that fucking clean?” He hissed and grabbed his thigh.

“I’m clean you piece of shit, you said you wanted it. Until you graduate from all of this, you get it how we give it to you. You want to keep the body we gave you right?” She glared at him and the drugs started to hit.

The man started to breathe even heavier than before and he adjusted his tights by pulling them up at the sides. He put his hands on his thighs and arched his back as he tried to ride out the sensation.

“I need to go to the other room.”

“Why?” Tori asked.

“Please, let me go there.” He asked pitifully.

“Of course, come on Rebecca.”

“Why is she coming?” He asked as he stood up.

“Don’t worry about it. Lead the way.” Tori pointed toward the locker room past many of the other people in the gym.

The man turned red with embarrassment and started to walk past the others. The men looked at him but did not dare to show any emotions. The women gave him some quiet cat calls and smirks as he passed. He had a big erection that was pushing straight out from his body and stretching his pants. He looked very uncomfortable. Rebecca noticed he held his hand over the head of his cock with pressure on the tip. His walking was deliberate but his humiliation was obvious in his defeated stance.

They entered a locker room and there were two other men in there. They immediately grabbed their things and left.

“This one is being trained for endurance. Sit against the wall.” Tori spoke to the man and he looked confused for a second.

“Come on meathead, against the wall like you’re sitting. You know how.” He looked at her in disbelief and then down at his agonizing erection but sat against the lockers as ordered.

“One of us needs to sit on his lap a little for him to get what he wants. You want to or me?” Tori asked Rebecca.

“I’ll do it, but what do you mean?”

“Just do it. I can take it.” The man complained.

“Sit like this. Put as much pressure as you think he can handle, and give him a handjob.” Tori guided Rebecca down and the man started sweat in large beads.

“Like this?” Rebecca sat on his thighs and pushed down with her weight.

He stayed in place and she grabbed his cock through his pants and worked over it with increasing confidence.

“That’s right, do it through the pants. Don’t let her fall.” Tori ordered both of them.

The man nodded and he gasped for air as he fought. Rebecca felt his muscles quivering underneath her and his heavy breathing gave her a tiny thrill. She enjoyed how his body felt and could tell he was very close to cumming thanks to the heavy dose of drugs he took. Tori was watching carefully and got close behind Rebecca. The man looked up at her and clearly knew a trick was in the offing.

His eyes rolled back a little after barely two minutes and Rebecca felt an initial hard throb and white cum spurted through the fabric of his pants. She also felt a hard push down on both of her shoulders but felt she should continue to work. The man almost instantly collapsed under the force and Tori grabbed Rebecca’s right arm to prevent her from touching him further.

“Oh come on!” The man got on his knees and rested one elbow on a bench. He tried to finish the job himself with his free hand but the interruption had already taken its toll.

“You didn’t earn it.” Tori smiled at Rebecca and gave her a thumbs up while the man was looking at the floor.

“What do you mean?” He was spent and out of breath.

“You want this to beast you up, you need to be able to hold it until the end.” She circled him. Rebecca admired his ass.

“Nobody could’ve lasted. You did that to me on purpose.” He gave up trying to satisfy himself.
“Get off the floor.” Tori ordered and he slowly rose. His legs were wobbly.

“Oh my god!” Rebecca almost shouted and covered her mouth to hide a giggle.

“What?” The man asked and then looked down and saw a huge spreading dark stain over his crotch and down his leg.

“You can deal with that later, you’ve got a bigger problem.” Tori opened a locker and donned a pair of latex gloves.

“What the fuck? Wait, what other problem?” The exhausted man looked down at his embarrassment and then at Tori.

“Don’t jump.” Tori pulled his pants down a little and pulled his steel-hard cock out. She was surprisingly gently as she handled it.

“What are you doing?” He was hoping for a redo.

“One of the side effects of this is things get so tight here. This curve means there’s a problem.” She held him firmly but his cock did have a slight curve up and she bent it down a very little bit.

“What kind of problem?...” he could not finish his question before Tori pulled his cock down hard and then landed a hard knuckle punch down on the top right where it met his pelvis.

Rebecca winced at the sickening sound of a muffled snap as she hit him and she saw his cock angle sharply down. He looked at her in shock for a brief moment before howling in agony. Tori released him and stepped back. He held himself with both hands and sunk to his knees still screaming. Tori grabbed a towel from her locker and twisted it. She got behind him and wrapped it around his head and gagged him to muffle the screams. She held him in a vicious grip and he tried to flail away from her.

“Go to the desk and get an ice pack.” Tori was calm as she made the request.

Rebecca hesitated for a moment, not sure what she had just witnessed. She returned a moment later and saw Tori had the man slumped over the gym bench with her knee on his back and both hands pulling on the towel. The injured man still whimpered and screamed. Rebecca handed her the ice pack.

“Here, put this on the top of your shit and hold it there. Got it?” The man nodded and she put the ice pack near his hands and he did as he was told.

She still didn’t let him up for a few minutes and he calmed a little. She stepped back and he still cried out a bit but stayed where he was. Tori grabbed a pen and wrote on his broad back. It was an address but Rebecca realized she was writing everything backward.

“Okay moron, you’ll thank me later for that. Ice your shit for a few days. Saturday, shave your balls, brush your teeth and be at the address I wrote on your back at six. Got it?” She asked.

“Why did you do that to me?” He looked up slightly but was not able to rise.

“Take a selfie in the mirror and you’ll get the address. Don’t fuck up.” Tori took some pictures were her phone.

“I need help.” He gasped.

“No, you need to keep that ice pack on and then go take a cold shower.” Tori turned to leave.

“Come on, he’s done.” Tori told Rebecca, she stared for a minute before turning to leave.

Outside in the gym, most people were staring having heard the commotion. They quickly went back to what they were doing as Tori passed.

“His time huh?” The man at the desk asked.

“You guys all have to go through it right?” Tori smiled at him.

“Thank goodness only once. I’ll bring him some more ice in a little bit.”

“Remember this woman, she has full access.” Tori pointed to Rebecca.

“Of course. Mun.” He introduced himself and extended his hand.

“Rebecca.” She shook his and enjoyed the look of his muscled arm.

“My pleasure, and I’m here until ten if you want to come back and get a tour.” He was clearly thirsty and not afraid of her seeing his partial erection through his typically tight pants or to stare at her tits.
“I’ll see.” Rebecca let his arm go and looked at Rebecca.

“Time to go. You make sure I know if there’s any problems.” She placed a plastic case with a few hundred dollar bills rubber banded to it on the counter. He smiled and put it in a drawer.