And a game it was. She would purr and scream in his arms at night then avoid him like a disease
come morning. It was fun in the beginning, but Vlad was growing bored with it. To change things
up he began her training, so she would have to touch him during the day now.
As he expected she was an eager pupil. His only problem was the training gear she was provided
with. He made a note to speak with Leia about it as he could barely think as she walked across
the room. He has seen and had all of her but still the sight of all her curves on display, tested
him. She was casually adjusting her wrist band but somehow it was the sexiest thing he had ever
seen, but he didn't dare tell her to change.
"So, what now?" She asked all serious.
"We do some strength training." Vlad replied mimicking her tone.
She looked confused, but she just nodded and did as directed. He had put his hands on her as he
guided her into position and showed her what to do but before he stepped away, he sniffed her.
She narrowed her eyes but continued as he instructed and like any man watching a beautiful
woman exercise, he let his inner pervert out. He stepped back and looked his fill as she bent
over and did side extensions when she was done, he directed her to do horizonal rows. The rear
view from his position behind her had him cupping himself and as she finished one rep, he had
her do another then another.
She looked back at him and he groaned. This made her stop and straighten then she blushed as
she glanced down. "Is this part of my training?" She asked angrily, and he felt ashamed.
"Forgive me, love...I ...got a little carried away. Ahem, we will begin anew."
"That seems to be a motto of yours." She muttered lowly in English, but he heard and
understood.
Seriously, he commanded. "Make a lap!"
She took off running around the gym and when she came back to the point, he made her go
again. From that moment, he took her training seriously as he should.
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I felt like he punched me, he never laid hands on me, but I hurt. I hurt all over. I didn't know
muscles could hurt that much. He didn't need to beat me anymore, but this training thing was
doing the trick without all the drama and best of all I was a willing participant in this new
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