Sometimes the moment calls for savage.
The 24 hour gym we attend is empty most mornings when we’re there. While we do help each other out as needed, we typically do our own thing. This morning, you’re doing chest and triceps and I’m on back and biceps. For some reason this morning I’m really more intent on paying attention to you than I am my own workout.
“Fuck, but you’re a gorgeous little princess.” I tell you when you catch me gazing.
“Stop it and get to work, Mister.” , though you smile softly through the words and blush just a bit. That fucking turns me on even more.
I know you hate the thought of getting caught fooling around in the gym, but I always allude to it. I mean, it’s empty when we’re there 90% of the time. Chances of getting caught are slim. Present, but slim.
I walk over while you’re lying on the bench doing dumbbell presses. Your form is immaculate. Between sets, as you drop the weights, I gently run a finger up the seam of your shorts, pressing lightly against your slit.
“Stop it Sir! I need to finish and we can’t do that here!”, you exclaim as you pull away and try to leave.
“We can. And we fucking will if I say we will.” I grab your arm and pull you back to the bench. I get my towel with my free hand and keep you held seated on the bench. The glass front shows cars in the distant street but nothing in the lot but my truck.
“This is my cunt and I’ll take it anytime and anywhere. Have you not learned that yet, kitten?”, I growl deeply as I roll the towel tightly and immediately wrap it around your neck.
You’re grabbing my arms and pulling away from the towel and doing your best to fight me “No! Please, Daddy. Please not here! We can’t!
I get the towel around your neck and twist it once, locking it in and I grip it firmly with one hand, twisting a bit more, and locking it solidly in place. Your face is reddening a bit from the towel choking you and from your attempts at escape. No fucking chance.
I reach down with my free hand and jerk your shorts down and all the way off as you battle me but I am a foot taller and outweigh you easy by 120lbs. You’re powerless when I want what I want, but I fucking love it when you try to fight me.
“Good girl. That’s it. Show Daddy that spirit I love so much. You fucking know I’m taking it. But you try to keep me from it, kitten.” I growl softly in your ear.
I shove you down on the bench with the towel solidly in place. That hand keeps the grip and locks your head and neck against the bench.
You’re gasping quite audibly now. Words are hard. “Daddy, no! Please! Please!”, you gasp weakly as I can feel you swallow beneath the grip on the towel.
I free my raging cock from my gym shorts, spread your legs with mine and grind my cock against your pussy through your panties. The panties are fucking drenched already, as I knew they would be. I slip a finger underneath the thong right where that tight little ass is and in one swift, solid motion, I rip them free so that filthy cunt is exposed.
Your breathing is ragged and your attempts at fighting me are weakening greatly.
As soon as my cock is parting those pussy lips, I plunge it deep inside until my balls are tight against your ass. You moan deeply through the tears and barely audibly whisper, ”Fuck”, as I start thrusting into you. You wrap your legs around me and start fucking me back. You can’t fucking help it.
I slack the grip on the towel a bit. Just enough to give you a bit of reprieve and more air. “Whose little cunt is this, kitten? Who fucking owns this pussy? Who’s is it anytime and any fucking where he pleases? Say it.” I growl softly as I thrust deeply into her.
“It’s yours, Daddy. Fuck. I’m all yours.”
“Good girl. That’s better. Look how fucking filthy you are, letting me fuck my little pussy right on the bench in the public gym. You’re such a fucking slut…My fucking filthy slut.”…NTPG♠️
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