(Elsie a high school English teacher is blackmailed by a group of her students. She is forced to obey their commands and endure everything they give or made her do. Her masters and mistresses have decided to transform her body into a sexy whore)

It was on the top floor of a 7 storey complex. She reached there and saw many youngsters the age of her students doing exercise and there were very few women of her age. The whole hall was echoing with energetic music and she had to keep her voice loud for saying anything. She moved forward to the reception and told her name.

‘Hello.. I’m Elizabeth, I’m looking for Marla.’ She inquired. The receptionist saw her with a concerned and amazed look at her face. She was amazed to hear who would have hired that sadist bitch for training.

Marla was a 35 year old retired boxer who had numerous cases of enragement case in her record. She was often arrested for quarreling and severely hurting people over small disputes. She was disqualified for various incidents of illegal moves in her boxing matches. She then opened herself for personal training and diet job, but her sadistic behavior and violent attitude towards people had kept her unemployed till now.

Branson knew her from an old colleague in the gym who had told him about Marla and her sadistic record. Branson thought her to be best person for this job without revealing to her about Elsie’s plan of making her a slave. She was merciless, emotionless bitch who would resort to great deterrence to make her disciples comply.

The receptionist beckoned her to follow up to a private space inside the room. She opened it and quickly took her exit. The room inside was soundproof for the people to have privacy while training. She saw Marla. A woman with great built body, muscles in her arms, belly and the tendons clearly visible on her neck. She had worn a full length stockings and spaghetti. Her black hair was woven into a small pony tail and she had various scars all over her arms.

She beckoned Elsie to come near her.

Elsie was terrified even by the look of her. She got near her

‘Are you Elizabeth Hurley??’ She asked very sternly

‘Yes..’ She said a little intimidated

‘Let’s just get this clear. I don’t care if you had given fuckload of money for this. I have been told that you want to size up your flowery flat tits and that baby ass into fucking Nicki Minaj. If you want that, then don’t irritate me. Do whatever I say and however much I say. Otherwise if I lose my temper, we don’t know where that would get us. Understand?’ She said with intimidating tone

‘Yes I understand’ She said scare fully

‘Call me mam... I need a proper respect’

‘Yes mam’

‘Good, now go inside, dress out of those bimbo clothes and don’t make me wait’ She pointed her to the changing room.

Elsie hurriedly went inside the room and got rid of the skirt as soon as she can. She was so much relieved of this. She took a moment before getting completely naked and looking through her gym clothes. She took it out and looked at it in strange curiosity. She hadn’t wore any of those before. It looked smaller and obscene. She somehow got into it.

It was stretchable leggings that extended a little beyond her knees and completely took the shape of her body. It also contained an extremely tight sports bra that was pushing on her breasts like someone had been squeezing her chest. The leggings reached high over her waist and the elastic clamped on her waist like it was clenching its teeth on it. She got away from one thing of discomfort to another of greater discomfort. She was adjusting to her new dress when Marla called

‘Hurry up sissypants, I don’t have all day reserved for your ass.’ She was getting restless

Elsie finally came out and saw Marla’s intimidating look.

‘Now put your hands and toes on grounds and give me 40 pushups, quickly now’, Marla demanded

Elsie moved her muscles to drop on the ground. Marla stopped her briskly moving muscles, leaned forward and when she came close to her face, she yelled to her.

‘When I say it quick, then I meant fucking fast as your pee get out of your pisshole Hurley. Now fast!... can you fucking hear it, fast!’

Elizabeth quickly got into position and began moving her muscles, as fast as she can. She was really scaring the shit out of her.

‘Fast! Fast! Fast!’ She yelled with wide open mouth right in front of her face, as Elsie moved up and down with all her power.

‘yes that’s 10 lazy ones’ She said when Elzie had done almost 40

‘Now come on, stop shitting me with those flat tits out of your mouth. Give me some solid hard fucking pushups like the dicks that you take up your cunt. now’ She moved around and kept abusing her.

Elsie made all her breath and tried again, she was now down to her last bit of efforts left in her arms. But somehow completed 10 more, She then collapsed to the ground.

Marla moved around to her face again and sniffed her nose. She grabbed on her ponytailed hair and picked her face up. ‘Don’t you dare rest on my watch Sassy, I won’t tolerate this...

Now give me fucking 20 pushups before I take it out of your ass.’ She yelled right on her face.

Elsie quickly got on to her position and began moving her arms. She applied all her efforts and groaned. She was moving very slowly and trying as much as she can, but her muscles had strained a lot.

‘Now don’t drop your arms or your knees...’ Marla began intimidating as she saw her arms and legs tremble

‘.... Or I’ll hang them upside down.’ She yelled. Elsie with her body hair roused into fear was straining her muscles and complying although her arms had reached their limit

‘Keep pushing shitty... ’ She yelled again just when Elsie was near the ground

She kept yelling at her just when she was about to reach the ground. By this time she had made 10 more

‘Oh... I know you are hiding those pushups into those flat titties of yours, so just grab them fucking out for me, or I’ll squeeze them, because they are fucking mine’ She yelled exactly when Elsie was about to drop. But Elsie pushed herself again, terribly scared of her threats.

‘Don’t you dare take me lightly... You fucking don’t know me bitch... That ass of yours don’t want to know me... just grab 5 fucking more of them and give it to me.’ She threatened again when she was out of her breath this time.

She was still 6 short of making 30 when her will had finally died and she dropped. Marla was highly disappointed.

‘You bitch, you would be so sorry for this...’ Marla went to her bag and took out a cane and came to her side. She stood there tall in her scaring figure with one arm on her hip and another holding the cane along her shoulder.

‘Now get into your position and give me 30 solid ones. I’ll take each and every one of it your skin bitch.’ Marla intimidated her

Elsie got intimidated straight away, she quickly got into position with terrible pain moved up her arms,

‘Don’t drop till you reach fucking 30 bitch... or you know what this cane is for’, She yelled

Elsie moved her cranked muscles as much as she can, but she barely managed to make 5 when she was about to fall. Marla swamped the cane over her bare back

‘SMACK’... Elsie groaned and let out a large whimper ‘AAA....aaaahhhhh’

‘Don’t leave your stance bitch’ she quickly warned her

‘That was just a trailer. I can hit harder... Now get your ass moving.. now’ She ordered

Elsie now, er eyes fill with tear, her face with sweat and face trembling kept all her effort in her arms to hold her stance. She then moved 5 more really slowly all the while Marla kept intimidating her

‘This cane is hungry for your skin bitch... you loose one muscle... one fucking muscle and I’ll lash it out on your meat.’

Elsie made 2 more and this time trembled like buzzing bee. Marla shot another this time on her arm,

SMACK... ‘I’m inches away from losing my temper and slinging it rashly out of your body bitch. Don’t make me do this’

Elsie groaned out another whimper and another pool of tear flew out, as she made painful effort to move her body, she now made 3 more.

She was going for 4th when she finally gave up and collapsed. Marla gave a look of disappointment but she knew, it’s useless now, she don’t have anything left on her arms, She spit on the ground and moved on her bench ‘Fucking retard..’

She let her rest for 10 minutes grabbing her strength and breathes while she drank water from her bottle. She began to stand up for next exercise. She got to her and nudged her arms with her shoe, nudging her to rise

‘Rise up bitch, next exercise.. we need to keep moving. I guess I can’t expect atleatst decent pushups from you.’

Elsie finally held her breathe and started to rise with her face still fear stricken into her intimidation.

‘Now don’t disappoint me on this. This one’s called Glute bridge, it will give you some meat up your skinny ass. I don’t want to listen any wheeny whiny kind of noise on this. Understand??’ She inquired sternly

‘yes.... Yess mam’ She replied in a very low voice

‘Now... lie down on this mat and held your legs together, quick’. Elsie quickly made the move

‘bend your knees and keep your feet closer to your butts’ Elsie complied

‘Now move your ass up and down for 50 fucking times, come on quick quick quick’ Marla ordered

Elsie responded and began moving her ass up and down, she let out small whimpers as she straighten her spine and did it with ease for first 30, then she began losing her breath and her butts, start contracting.

‘I’m smelling that whimsy bitch again, don’t make me move out that cane this early’ She said it with a very serious tone. Elsie didn’t want to take those lashes. She began flexing her muscles, making her breath optimized and move her ass rhythmically and was about to complete 50 when Marla said

‘Now that’s good, another 50 now’ Elsie was amazed and looked at Marla with helpless eyes

‘What... bitch.. What are you looking at. Move those ass, or I’ll lash out those meat out of your ass this time.’ She threatened her

Elsie began moving her ass. She was already at her brim to make any move, she made 10 slow moves with great pain and began slowing more down.

‘We are way behind that goal bitch.. This time I won’t leave you any shorter than 50, just give me that fucking half century or I’m trembling to hold that cane into my hands.’ Elsie’s bare belly was convulsing, but she was making tremendous effort to arch her ass. She made 15 more slowly the previous ones and began slowing much more

Marla came to her face and began abusing her. ‘You slutty retard deserve that flat ass, its not fucking worth of getting fucked by your husband’s small willy. Move those ass like it’s on fucking fire or I’ll thrash on them till it glows and swells like your fucking cheek.’ She intimidated her

Elsie’s whole body was now trembling and her face was cranking and drenched with sweat. Only the fear had kept her swinging her ass. She managed to make 10 more and halted her ass up when Marla went up to her things and slowly grabbed on her upper thighs and moved another up her ass, she moved her hands and pinched it

‘Come on bitch you want to grow these babies’ fat and firm. You need to fuck them like a 2 cent whore.’ She smacked her ass right at the point. SMACKKK.... Elsie now started moving it again, making 4 more. Seeing her slowing down, Marla gave her 2 more smacks along her butt, SMACKK...... SMACKKK....

Else barely made 3 more before giving up and falling her ass down. She was breathing heavily and was fearful of looking at Marla’s face.

Marla was greatly disappointed. ‘Bitch.. I told you I fucking wanted those 50 straight out of your ass’ she yelled. ‘I think you need some motivation... ‘ She started going down to her bag.

Elsie fearful stood up to request her not to bring the cane

‘No... No mam please don’t please don’t’ Her eyeballs were bulging out of her face and eyebrows raised in fear. But Marla didn’t budge

Marla didn’t brought cane but two needles with a heavy base made of polymer. She brought one of them in front of her eyes and made her look at those, making sure Elsie takes a good look at them.

‘This will give you a proper motivation to your ass bitch’ Marla put them on ground and asked Elsie

‘Put your ass above them bitch and give me 50 more, you can now ease up your ass, as much as you want.’

Elsie was horrified to look at those pointed needles on the ground. She was already in great pain up her ass, there was no way she can make another 50 out of them. Her whole body was in sweat and quivering with fear. She started pleading ‘Please mam, don’t do this, I can’t. ....’ she sobbed barely able to make any sound due to her heaving breath.

‘Get you ass up here bitch NOW.... Or I’ll put them myself on those needles’ She yelled again

‘I’ll try that again mam, I will give all. .... all..... of. ...mah effort....t’ She sobbed in mid breath

‘Please don’t ’ she pleaded.

Marla was now in complete rage, she went to her side and grabbed her hair with her left hand and pushed her up she took her to the ground and force her to stay there, she then forcefully grabbed her ass and slid it near them, such that now the length of needles were now just beside her.

Elsie convulsed, shake and yearned to her ‘No... No... Please don’t...’ and sobbing into tears as she smashed her on the same red cheek 3 times

SLAP...SLAP.... SLAP... ‘I said get your ass on that, bitch NOWWW.....do you understand??’ She yelled

‘Yes mam I understood, I will I will’ She said catching her breath and groaning in pain

She quickly slid herself up on above the needles and began moving her ass up and down. Elsie was now terribly shaking and fearful of those pointed ends right beneath her butt cheeks. She had barely 10 when her ass started contracting and she made the halt

‘Go on bitch, put that soft ass down, I want to see those melons pierced and bleeding.’ She reminded her of the pain. Elsie quickly budged and started making moves again, this time she was fast and doing it steadily like a hidden pocket of energy erupted up her ass.

‘Yes, that like it bitch, that’s like my bitch, I want that skinny ass up and moving like you want them fucked raw right in the middle of your street by the drunk beggars of the town. Move it bitch move’ She took the leisure of humiliating her.

Elsie saturated to the cores of her muscles made 20 more strokes and going up and down with increased ferocity. The numbness was moving up on her spines and now went up till her neck and down till her toes. She kept stroking herself more and more, gasping more heavily with each stroke like nothing else mattered to her

‘I can sense those melons eating on the meat. Get them pumping, you need to blow them like it’s a fucking beautiful cock up your ass..’

Elsie managed 15 more and then started losing her breath. She was now heaving like an asthamatic patient on the ventilator and barely able to move, but kept flinching her muscles.

Her ass came down slowly

‘Careful bitch, you are a centimeter apart from plucking that orange.’ Elsie flinched and arched it up.

She again came down and Marla went straight up to her head and yelled on her face

‘Fuck it bitch, fuck that needle right up your ass’ She flinched and made 2 more strokes halted

Marla this time grabbed her cheeks in her hand and started slapping her

‘Give me those....’ SLAPPP

‘Give those two strokes bitch... right now’ SLAP

She started yelling up her face ‘Give me those....’ SLAP.... SLAP........ SLAP......

She finally made two more and halted up. Marla stood up, took a deep breath, wiped out her sweat up her forehead and kicked those needles. They dropped far and Elsie dropped her ass. Her body ached and cranked, it was paining like they were squeezed into a squeezing machine.

She whimpered, while catching each breathe with effort. She wiggled while yearning and rolling on the floor for 10 more minutes making small moans, till her muscles relaxed.

Marla stood up and went to her bench to gulp some water and began preparing for another round of exercise. She quickly came up and ordered her to get ready for another exercise

Marla made Elsie do 5 more exercises all took a writhing toll on her ass and thighs. She made her do jumping squats till her thighs stretched to their limits. Then Elsie lunged with weights on her hand till her back sore and her hand seemed like getting apart from her shoulders.

She also did single leg deadlift, dooming herself to a number of falls where she hurt herself on her joints, because she was not able to balance herself out in this tiring state.

She made her do donkey kicks and banded side step, all to a limit until she pleaded to leave her up and let her rest and gave her excess motivation to move on.

At one point she attached an electric taser up her thigh, pointing towards her belly while making her do donkey kicks. If she tried putting her knees down, the taser touched on her belly and gave her a shock to motivate her. Then while doing lunge walking, she kept kicking up her crotch hard with her shoes to make her keep walking. She even smacked her ass numerous times and motivated her to keep her moving.

In the end she was on the ground greatly heaving her breath out like her lungs were suddenly bigger and she needed all the air in the room. She was on her back all drenched in sweat from head, face to toes, whimpering to take out each and every breathe.

Marla wiped her sweat, drank through her bottle, took out her bag and started descending to exit while Elsie was still on the floor, aching every muscle in her body

‘Same time tomorrow bitch, tomorrow will be tits day. Don’t make me wait..’ She left without caring for her disciple

Elsie rolled on the floor and tried to adjust her body for a position where her body don’t ache, but found none. Finally she dragged herself up and sat on the bench. She immediately started whimpering as soon as she got full strength of her lungs, she whimpered in pain, she sobbed and sobbed. To imagine such abuse and pain daily! This was simply unbearable.

Already everything was so difficult and painful, she can’t bear this anymore.

She grabbed her pony tail and released it, she started thinking it out. ‘I can’t bear this anymore. It’s just getting more and more humiliating and intense. This workout today really pulled me inside out. Marla had a murderous instinct around her. I don’t want to get another session with her. This is impossible.’

She kept holding her hands on the support of her thumbs as she waited and grasped her strength to stand up and walk. She finally stood up and went to changing room. The whole process of taking out this outfit and changing into that dildo skirt was another tolling exercise in its own. She had to bear it. Then suddenly her phone buzzed. It was Katie. She looked at it with helplessness. Lately she had forgotten that she can just choose to not take it up. Her submissive self had taken over her unconsciousness to make her take the call. She swiped even though she didn’t want to continue getting humiliated.

‘Did your jugs got any better for us slave... Did Marla made your ass worked out hard. I hope she didn’t let it retard unlike your holes. I want those tits juicy like pulpy mangoes and those asses spongy and big like melons. Work your shit out on those. Tell me, did our obedient cunt, did what it was supposed to do?’ Katie asked with same raging tone that she was in since the morning.

‘ye... yess mistress. I did a lot of work out’ She said submissively

‘you better had slut, I’m making my mind about how to get your daughter abducted and sold her to the brothels in Mexico. You won’t even see her face the very evening you tried to deceive or retard on my plan of whoring you out.’ Katie reminded her of her threat.

‘No mistress... Please... Please don’t harm my daughter. I’m doing whatever you ask me to do.’ Elsie begged to Katie

‘Then send me those fucking photos and measures, bitch. I haven’t got them yet’ She reminded and hanged

The thought of betrayal and discontinuing her demise, went away from Elsie’s mind and she accepted her degradation. Sobbing she took pictures in front of mirror and took measurements of her chest, belly and waist. There was no change, it was still 32 26 34. She typed them and sent it to Katie. Then she painfully got into her skirt, adjusting the dildo inside and pulled in the shirt to get out