Personal Trainer
One text from Alex. Suddenly Kathy was breathless, restless, and very aware of what she wasn’t wearing.
Personal Trainer Part 5: Alex’s Ultimatum, by Mia Sumner
Kathy lay in bed, eyes open, staring at the ceiling as Richard snored obliviously next to her. A hint of gray light filtered around the thick bedroom curtains. She moved slightly, careful not to disturb or wake Richard. The sheets against her bare skin were a reminder, as they had been all night, of her lack of panties. Of Alex. Biting her bottom lip, keeping her movements small, controlling her breath, she inched her hand down to explore. Fingers moving in slow, tight circles, thinking of Alex’s touch.
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Richard snorted and stirred. Kathy hurriedly pulled her hand away and sat up as though just waking, self-consciously pulling the collar the baggy t-shirt to conceal Alex’s mark on her. She turned to her husband and smiled at him, getting a brief smile in response before he clambered out of bed. She sat there for a moment, the emptiness returning, before swinging her legs out of bed and getting up too.
“I’ll just skip breakfast.” Richard called from the bathroom. “Since you forgot to pick up groceries yesterday.” It wasn’t a complaint exactly but there was just a hint of sulkiness to his tone that irritated Kathy.
“I’m sorry, the day just got away from me.” It wasn’t a lie exactly. She picked up her phone and checked for messages while he was distracted. Nothing from Alex yet. The sense of disappointment at that triggered was unsettling.
“Everything okay?” The note of concern in Richard’s voice reminded Kathy of why she had married him in the first place.
“Just work stuff.” The lie came so easily to her as she laid out her conservative, dark colored, jacket, pale blouse, discreet bra, blue skirt. She paused looking at her underwear drawer. Alex’s instructions hadn’t said anything about panties today. After a moment’s hesitation, she shut the drawer again and hastily put on her skirt before Richard left the bathroom.
She caught a reflection of herself in the mirror, bra on, the mark on her shoulder vivid against her pale skin. She traced the outline with her finger, remembering the pressure of Alex’s teeth, the sharp intake of her own breath. Then she heard Richard move in the bathroom and hurriedly pulled on her blouse, buttoning it and adjusting the collar. Her heart beat faster than it should, the mark hidden under her collar, as she turned to smile at him.
Her phone buzzed as a notification arrived.
Kathy scooped up her phone. “Work already.” She said, her voice sounding so innocent as she lied to her husband. “I’ll pick up something to eat on the way to work.” She kissed Richard’s cheek as she left.
In the car she pulled out her phone. The text was from Alex.
“Keep yourself available today.”
Work was… work. An endless barrage of meetings and emails. Kathy floated through it on autopilot. Always in control. Always ready with an answer when they inevitably looked for her. Her phone remained in her hand or in sight at all times.
“Waiting for a text from lover boy?” Melanie’s teasing voice, made Kathy start and she put her phone down with an unnatural speed. “You have that look again.”
Kathy shook her head, trying to dismiss Melanie’s words. She felt her bare thighs pressing against each other. A reminder not just of her current state but of Alex.
“Sweetie. It’s fine.” She rushed to reassure. “You deserve to have some fun and it’s not like I would tell Richard! Sometimes, a girl just needs a… different dick.” Melanie laughed at her own joke.
Kathy nodded her head. She wished she could confide in Melanie, but this was too much. Not something she felt able to share even with her best friend. Again it was easier to lie and let her think it was James.
Her phone buzzed and she had to restrain herself from immediately grabbing it. Melanie’s eyes were on her, amused but understanding.
“I’ll leave you to it,” she teased. “Have fun!”
Kathy picked up the phone
Edge. Where you are. Five minutes. Then stop.
Kathy swallowed, glancing at the open office door. One hand slid under the table and between her legs. Her pussy already wet. She was eager to obey.
Practiced, familiar motions, in an unfamiliar setting. She could hear footsteps in the hall outside as her fingers moved faster. Her colleagues talking in the conference room across the hall as her fingers curled and dipped between her lips.
Face flushed, legs spread. The risk that someone could walk in at any moment making her pulse race. Finger knuckle deep in her cunt. She could have cum right there, in her office. Breath ragged, so close to discovery. But she stopped. Five minutes Alex had said.
She sat there for several minutes afterward. Sweaty, twitchy, needy. Her hand still between her thighs, unmoving. Richard texted, she ignored it at first. She had to calm herself, focus. She had a meeting in a few minutes, she couldn’t walk in looking like this.
He was whining about the groceries again. No, not really whining, just reminding her. She pushed aside the flash of irritation, she’d wanted the text to be from Alex. Another buzz and there it was.
Tonight. My apartment. Tell him whatever you need to.
Kathy’s stomach knotted. Another meeting so soon. It was risky and yet her body ached to feel Alex’s touch again. Her fingers trembled as she typed a one word response
Yes
The response came back almost instantly.
Good Girl
Her breath caught. Richard’s text remained unanswered for a while. She considered various lies, but settled on:
Can’t. Working late tonight.
Kathy stood, fidgeting nervously, in the middle of Alex’s workout room. The large wall mirrors made her even more self-conscious as Alex observed her silently. Finally she spoke.
“Repeat the rules.” It was more order than request, but Kathy found the words tumbling out of her mouth.
“I must not wear any panties. I edge when told. No cumming without permission.”
“And…” Alex prompted.
“Answer you promptly.”
“Good Girl.” Alex nodded, her satisfaction evident, and Kathy felt her whole body relax slightly. Alex stepped closer, fingertip hooked under the collar of Kathy’s blouse, drawing it aside to reveal her mark. “How did that feel, to say them out loud?”
“It’s… It’s embarrassing.” Kathy ducked her head as she spoke.
“But…” Alex waited.
“A… relief.” The words were barely a whisper from Kathy’s lips.
“To know you’re not in control. To just… do what you are told.” The warmth of Alex’s voice sent a warm shiver through Kathy. “To acknowledge that you are mine.” the shiver became a surge of heat.
Alex’s fingertips traced the bruise left from her bit, and Kathy’s skin tingled at the light touch. “Did your husband notice this?”
Kathy shook her head.
“He doesn’t see you, does he Kathy? He doesn’t know what you truly need. Strip for me Kathy. Show me everything.”
Kathy glanced at Alex, uncertain at first, but the look she met told her this was not a mere request. Her breathing sped up as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off, the cool air raising goosebumps across her skin. She unhooked her bra, then stepped out of her skirt, leaving herself completely naked in front of Alex.
“Remember your posture Kathy.” Alex’s voice was cool, totally in control, as she walked slowly around Kathy, inspecting her. Kathy hurriedly straightened her shoulders and back, her chest and face flushing red with growing embarrassment.
“Very good. I think we should increase our sessions to three times a week.” It wasn’t a question.
Kathy opened her mouth to protest that it would be hard to find excuses for that many visits, but Alex wasn’t finished.
“Richard is not an excuse Kathy. You want this, you will find a way to be available.” Her hands caressed Kathy’s naked body, cupping her ass, and Kathy found herself holding her breath. Then Alex’s hands were gone. The risk that Alex was asking her to take. It was foolish.
“Hands behind your back Kathy.” Her voice was firm and Kathy had obeyed before she even thought about it. She started in surprise as Alex attached leather cuffs to her wrists, the smell of the leather sharp and unfamiliar, her instinct to struggle. “Good girl. Now look in the mirror.”
Kathy stared at herself. Naked next to Alex’s clothed presence. Hands bound behind her back. The mark of Alex’s bite, clear against Kathy’s pale skin.
“You are mine Kathy.” Alex whispered in her ear. “Your body already knows it.” Alex’s fingers slid up Kathy’s inner thigh, cupping her pussy. “I control this, I control you.”
Kathy watched her own body react in the mirror, hips thrusting, pressing herself against Alex’s hand. But Alex stepped away.
“Kneel.” She said. Just the one word. Kathy was on her knees in an instant. “Good Girl.”
“I have a new rule for you. No more bras. We will set these free.” Alex gestured to Kathy’s breasts. Kathy’s eyes went wide as the implications of this sank in. She really ought to say no to this. Ought to put a stop to things. But instead, she just knelt there listening. Her own excitement dripping down her thighs.
“You won’t be cumming today Kathy. I won’t be touching you any further.” Alex picked up her phone and began scrolling, attention already elsewhere. “Show me you can follow the rules, or don’t come back.”
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