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Humiliated by your gym crush (nsfw 18+ erotica)

You were at the gym as usual on a Tuesday night, you like coming so late because there’s rarely anyone there. Also because it was always at this time Veronica would be working out as well… You had a little crush on her, and you were pretty sure she knew it. Sometimes she would look over and smile at you as she moved from the squat rack to the free weights, or give you a little wave when she first walked through the doors and saw you there. But you were too shy to actually say anything to her, every time you tried to muster up the courage to say something you choked up and seemed to forget how to form basic words and sentences.

Tonight Veronica was going for a jog on the treadmill, she was facing away from where you were so you had a perfect view of her ass bouncing in her gray shorts as she ran, and her long brown hair swaying back and forth. You always try your best to be respectful, you don’t want to get kicked out after all and you really liked Veronica so you didn’t want to come off as some kind of creep. But she couldn’t tell you were watching from where she was, so every now and then you stole a peek in between sets… you really couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked. She was quite alluring, and you especially loved the bright pink runners she always wears on the nights she does her cardio, paired with a cute pair of white socks. 

You were listening to some music when you saw someone out of the corner of your eye approach you during your set. It was Veronica, walking straight towards you, there was no mistake. You popped out your headphones and looked up at her in awe. 

“Were you just staring at me?” she asked curiously, folding her arms and looking down at you. She didn’t seem to be mad, but she definitely expected an answer. 

“I uhhh… n-no I wasn’t”  You said, your heart speeding up and your breath shaking. You felt so small in front of her then. How could she have known?  

“Yes. Yes you were. Don’t lie to me.” she said, seeming a little angrier now. You felt scared, worried she was about to hit you or go tell the gym staff.

“Okay yes, I’m really sorry please don’t be mad at me, I looked over at you a couple times in between workouts and I’ll never do it again I promise. I’m really really sorry, I mean it.” You pleaded with her, and you really did mean it. 

“I knew it!” she said and her lips curled into a smile. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll go clean my sweat off the treadmill for me. I don’t feel like doing it. Or should I go tell the front desk I caught you staring at my ass?” She smiled down at you cruelly. She was clearly enjoying this. 

“Of course” you said, getting up. “Again look I’m so sorry, please don’t tell the staff I’ll do anything.” She walked behind you as you got a towel and made your way over to the machine. She clearly had a good workout, the buttons were quite wet and beads of sweat still clung to her tight abs and legs. She quietly watched as you cleaned her sweat, you had never felt more humiliated. 

You were just finishing up when she raised her eyebrows and said “all clean?” 

“Yes” you replied quietly, your face burning with embarrassment from cleaning up after your crush in public. 

“Good. “ she smiled at you again. “Go put that towel in the laundry and meet me in the girls locker room when you’re done.” She turned and walked away without waiting for a response, clearly expecting you would just obey her command.

You were nervous as you walked back from the laundry. There was hardly anyone here, but you still felt scared you would get caught. But what choice did you have? You didn’t want her to go to the staff. You gulped as you pushed open the door to the locker room. 

“Over here, loser.” Veronica called from around the corner. You approached to see her standing next to her open locker, arms crossed. She pointed at the floor in front of her. “On your knees, here.”

You walked over and got on the floor. “Look-” you began to say, but she slapped your face hard enough it stung. “I don’t care what you have to say pervert. You said you’ll do anything, now prove it” She smiled wickedly down at you. “Untie my shoes and take them off.” She held her foot out expectantly. 

You did as instructed, afraid of disobeying her and getting slapped again. You noticed her feet were warm and damp with sweat as you laid her shoes neatly to the side. She nudged one closer to you with her foot. “Put your face in my shoe loser. Sniff it.” 

You leaned down and sniffed her sweaty shoe. It was incredibly humiliating, and it smelled acrid and strong from her run. She giggled at you and once again your face burned with embarrassment, then she put her foot on the back of your head and pushed down. “Youre so pathetic. I knew you liked me but you were too much of a wimp to actually say something, you just follow me around the gym like a lost puppy. So go ahead, sniff hard for me little puppy”

You did as she said and she laughed even harder. She let her foot off your head and pushed the pink shoe out of the way, turning around and showing you the bottom of her sock. “Lick the sweat from my sock. Now.” You looked up at her, pleading with your eyes for her to stop but she just pointed at her foot expectantly. You stuck your tongue out and ran your foot over her sole, from the toe all the way to the heel. It tasted disgusting, you gagged on her sweat and filth and she just giggled at you again. “Keep licking, loser. I don’t care how bad it tastes, this is exactly where you fucking belong.”  

You felt exactly as pathetic as she described you and as you sucked and licked on her socked foot. Veronica had stopped looking at you and was scrolling through her phone. You were never going to be able to look her in the eyes again after this… But even though you she was being impossibly cruel to you, your cock started to grow in your shorts looking up at her beautiful ass. You couldn’t help it, you tried to shift your weight so your hips were on the ground and you could grind the locker room floor. It started feeling really good, and the sweaty taste wasn’t so bad. But then she noticed. 

“What the fuck are you doing you little freak? Are you humping the floor? Do you like cleaning my feet that much?” she pulled her foot back and you groaned. “Disgusting. You are so fucking disgusting you know that?” suddenly she spit hard on your face and you felt it drip down your forehead into your eye. 

“Stop rubbing your dick. Get up on your knees again, now.” She looked down at you and smiled at her handiwork. “From now on, you’re going to be my personal gym bitch. You will clean all my machines after I use them. You will carry my water bottle and towel for me and you will stand silently out of my sight while I work out. And when I’m done with my workout, you will lick the sweat off my fucking feet like the loser you are. I own you now. Is that understood?” 

“Yes Veronica I understand.” You said, genuinely afraid of what she would do if you said anything else. 

“Good. You will address me as Miss Veronica from now on, foot bitch. Now get the fuck out of my sight, and don’t clean my spit off your face. Leave it there until you get home.” 

“Yes Miss.” you said as you hurried to your feet to leave. You don’t know what just happened but your dick was hard as a rock and you were going straight home to furiously jerk off. 

After sex, I send him to wash up and then lock him in the cage of my choice. I call this "putting my toy away," & it's so casually demeaning, it always gets me off again. Or actually, I guess it's the oral once he's relocked that's getting me off. I call that "cleaning up your mess," and I LOVE how not-into-it he is after cumming.

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#2 please 🙏

OK here’s part two. Sorry this one was harder to write, and life got in the way. It was supposed to be posted yesterday. Anyway here we go...

Good Wednesday morning my amazing little cunts. Today is part two of your conversion. You have been abducted and used. You are a bit bruised and beaten, and all of your holes have been well used. Now you have been sent to an auction house. The smell in this industrial building is unpleasant. You see, when it’s not being used to sell humans, it’s used to auction animals for slaughter. Sometimes, those animals are human too, but not today.

You are put on display, with a hundred or so, other cunts. It seems like every gender is represented here. You are unsure how well you will do at auction, when there are so many of you. You are, of course, fully restrained. You have a spider gag in, so you cannot speak, or bite. After all, you aren’t a person anymore, just an object for sale. Free people start to enter the auction house, and hundreds of people touch, fondle, and play with your flesh. Some appear to be judging you for purposes other than sex.....

Suddenly an announcement comes on. Today’s auction has been cancelled. All buyers costs will be refunded, as “The Company” has decided to buy you all. You’ve heard of The Company, and while you’ve only heard rumours, they are frightening, and exciting ones. At least you weren’t purchased as meat...

All of you are loaded into containers. You are packed in with other slaves. You travel for days. Your naked bodies, restrained and gagged, rubbing against each other. You are given water while being transported, but no food. You are hosed down each evening, then packed back in. Sleep is difficult standing up, as there’s no room to sit or lay down. A couple of times, one of your fellow slaves finds a way to get his cock into you. You are nothing here. Like cattle....

Once you arrive at the destination, you are “sorted” some of the slaves are taken off for other purposes. Some are taken directly to serve. You are in a small group that have been chosen for “breaking”.

You are “prepared” by a group of male slaves. They wash you, do your hair nicely, and fuck you hard. Your holes are used over and over for a day. They are not allowed to “hurt” you, but they do a bit. Gagging you on their cocks, slapping you, they are good at what they do. You still haven’t eaten, unless you count all the loads of cum you swallow. You are to be auctioned off, to a “breaker”. They will determine what you get to eat.

You are sent to sleep in a cage, barely big enough for you to lay down. You pass out on its well padded floor. You are awakened and given a final scrub. Your wrists and ankles restrained. A spider gag in your mouth, and a collar around your neck. You are attached to a pole, on a rotating table with four other slaves. You will be number 5 to sell. Each of your fellow slaves is sold to an evil looking person. You are a bit frightened, when the platform rotates you to the front.

A stunningly pretty slave girl displays you to the buyers. She fully exposes your genitals, she tweaks your nipples, she does other things at the request of the buyers. When the bidding starts, there are four people bidding. You have to decide who you would want, it doesn’t matter, as the highest bid will get you, and break you. The little cunt who’s been showing you off, whispers a few details while you look at them.

Buyer 1. This is a large man. He’s tall and muscular, he’s a cowboy. He wears a Stetson, has a gun on his belt, and impressive snakeskin boots. She tells you he’s known to be very hard on slaves. When he breaks one, they are perfect. He will own and use you hard, until you are ready to return.

Buyer 2. This is a huge fat man. He’s pretty disgusting honestly. There’s a sparkle in his eyes, as he looks at you. She tells you that he is known as a Sadist. He will hurt you until you break. Every slave he breaks falls desperately in love with him. She doesn’t know how, only that they are completely broken when he returns them.

Buyer 3. This a woman, who is obviously a slave. She’s absolutely beautiful. She’s standing there naked, except for a collar and a giant horse dildo strap on. Your “guide” tells you that she is owned by a breaker that no one has ever seen, except the ones he has broken. She only knows that, that dildo will be inside you at some point, and that slaves broken by this person, never speak of what’s happened to them. They are not only broken, but no one can make them cum after..... most of them end up, at the farm. She doesn’t know what that means.

Buyer 4. This is another large man, he is a bit older. He looks like someone’s dad. While it’s obvious that he is strong, he looks kind. She tells you that he is also a known Sadist, known for giving pain, humiliation, and breaking slaves minds. He looks so kind, it’s hard to reconcile, until he smiles at you. That’s when you know, he’s the scariest of the 4....

She is fingering you, or stroking your cock, as the bidding progresses. She whispers into your ear, “I know which one you want don’t I fellow cunt?”

Which one do you want? Which one makes your cunt drip? Or your cock throb? Which one indeed.....

Because its ok to feel sexy.